Captured for Interrogation

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"With that dancing outfit, I don't think that will be an option," Nikolai said. "But a few cameras and directional mics couldn't hurt."
 
The chain thingy we got," Nikolai said. "And of course, your collar. As a matter of fact, that should be part of all your outfits."
 
"Since I'm to be your little submissive?" Alexis asked in a light teasing voice. "Chainy thingy. . . What chainy thingy?!" She put on her collar, purring.
 
Eight o'clock arrived and Nikolai prepared the wine. A knock came at the door and Nikolai answered. "Welcome, please, come in."
The two sat down in the lounge and began reminiscing about old times. Finally, after a few drinks, Al Salehi said, "Where is this girl you promised me?"
Nikolai stood up and began to draw him in. "I captured her on an op in siberia," he said. "And as I was the one who broke her, the Kremlin was kind enough to let me keep her as a trophy." He turned on the radio to a sultry arabian melody. "Let me show you what I mean."
 
Alexis took a deep breath and came out and knelt before Nikolai, kissing his feet before getting up and beginning to dance sensually, wearing her outfit and collar.
 
Nikolai and al Salehi applauded as she worked her way over to the pole. As she danced, the Arabian said, "She is magnificent on that pole. How is she on a cock?" Nikolai sighed. "Well, if we must, we must," he said. He threw him three sheep skin condoms. "We are good friends, but I only want little comrades coming out of that pussy," he explained, seeing his surprise. Now enjoy the dance and have fun."
 
The music finally ended and al Salehi walked up to her, looking her over like a slice of meat at the butchers'. He said, "You'll do nicely, come on, American bitch." and headed to eh bedroom.
 
Alexis smiled and nodded. "Yes, sir, of course. Let me pay homage to my Master and Lord," she said. She came over and knelt, kissing Nikolai's feet. "If it would please you, Sir, I must go with this man," she said. She began walking after al Sahari.
 
al Sahari locked the door behind the two of them and said, "kneel with your hands on your inner thighs, exposed." He paced around her, looking her over. "Now, Slave, tell me of your capture and training. leave nothing out.
 
Alexis took in a deep breath. "I was captured in the snows of Siberia by my Lord and Master," she said quietly. "He began breaking me in immediately. In my cell I was always naked, and he would come in and take what he wanted and leave, until one day when I talked back to him. Then he strung me up onto my cell doors and whipped my ass with a crop until I was begging for mercy. This continued for sometime- I was a very hard person to break- until one day I just stopped fighting it and accepted it. I began to see that this was my place, where I belonged. He gave me a collar when he thought I earned it, and I have been his loyal slave ever since." She did not look up at al Sahari, just kept her head bowed.
 
al Salehi appraised the story for a while and said, "He has made you into a fine servant. Now, get on your face with your ass in the air. He pulled something out of his pocket and began cutting it up on the dresser. "I like my girls lively, and you dance well. Let's see if we can't get you to perform even better."
 
"Yes, Sir, of course," Alexis said, doing as she was told. She closed her eyes briefly, thinking about Nikolai and the thought made her relax. She could do this. He bought the story of her training. She was just spewing words half the time. She waited in anticipation.
 
the Arab began loosening her ass. "I see my friend has not spared your most private area, I commend his thoroughness," he said. He inserted something small part way into her ass with just a little hanging out. An uncomfortable heat began to build. al Salehi sat down on the bed and said, "dance now for me, just for me."
 
Alexis did not like the heat in her ass. Saying, "Yes, Sir," she got up off the ground, gracefully, and began to dance. She had to admit, her movements were a little faster, and she wished she could slow them down. She liked dancing slow and sensual, but apparently that's not what the Arab wanted.
 
al Salehi clapped in amusement. "Bravo, bravo! Raw ginger always does the trick." He watched her perform more and finally said, "Bend over. your dancing is complete." and removed the spice.
 
Alexis had bent over immediately when she was told, mentally hissing at the thought of raw ginger in her ass. But it was gone now, but she didn't dare stand up. She remained bent over, waiting for his next command.
 
al Salehi ran his hand gently over her still arched back. "You await instructions well, dear. you are truly well trained." He smacked her lightly on the ass, just to show dominance and not pain. He began to remove his clothes. For a middle aged man, he wasn't actually that bad, just losing it a little. "I wonder if your oral pleasure skills are as advanced as your dancing?" he asked.
 
Alexis looked at the cock in front of her. "I would like to think so, however that is for you to decide, Sir," she said. She knelt down for ease, kissed the head of his rigid cock, and began to slowly take him into her mouth, her mind pretending it was Nikolai.
 
he relaxed under her gentle touch. He stiffened a little more and said, 'Your mouth is graceful. How much of that was taught and how much of it comes from being an American slut?"
 
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