Captured for Interrogation

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"So you will be in charge of me?" Nikolai said, smiling. "I hope that will not extend to our bedroom?"
 
Alexis smiled as well and winked at him. "Only if it would please you," she said. "But yes, outside the bedroom, I'm in charge."
 
Alexis laughed. "Not what I look like in the bedroom, that's for certain." She gave a small half smile. "Men in America are more afraid of me than Russians."
 
Nikolai played on what he had learned of Alexis to get under her skin enough to make a move. Once the dishes were done, he turned around. "Maybe I could be in your charge in America, but I doubt you could control me in bed." He shrugged and laid back on the bed.
 
Alexis laughed and joined him, smiling. "Ah, but do I want to control you in bed?" she shook her head and leaned up against him.
 
Nikolai slid her hands down the outside of his pants to rest on his ample package. "Maybe I am curious to see how devious you are."
 
Alexis giggled. "Oh trust me, I am quite devious. But I prefer being dominated while I'm being devious. Although me being devious usually involves me being rather naughty" She trailed her fingers to the top of his pants and started unbuttoning them.
 
Nikolai glanced over at the rope. "Why don't you show me some of your advanced interrogation technique?"
 
"My advanced interrogation techniques?" Alexis laughed. "Not unless you show me yours!" She teased, unzipping his pants.
 
"Oh, mine are very advanced," Nikolai said, playing along. "But after I fucked you senseless this morning I thought it only fair to give you a shot."
 
"Mmmm that's it's true. I'm a bit rusty; I haven't been in Interrogation in years," she confessed. "Transferred over to Field Agent and haven't done Interrogation since."
 
Perhaps you should practice. I would feel much better being guarded by a well rounded agent." Nikolai teased, pinching her butt.
 
Alexis giggled and swatted his hand away. "There's a reason I transferred to the field. Interrogation got boring."
 
"Let's make it interesting then. You pick something you want to know and then try and get it out of me using your beautiful wiles. You decide the prizes this time."
 
"Alright. Except I don't want a prize- I already have one" Alexis beamed. She thought for a moment then slyly asked, "How many women?" while sneaking her hand out to grab the rope.
 
"Well, I know that, Rusky," she rolled her eyes as her fingers found the rope. She started removing his pants. "But I wish to know. Must've been a good number, since you're so fantastic in the sack."
 
Alexis finished removing the pants and quickly tied his hands to the bunk, thanking a Boy Scout brother for teaching her knots. She teased along the edge of underwear, staring deeply into his eyes. "You will tell me, Nikolai. Now tell me. . ."
 
Nikolai began to relax at her touch but wasn't ready to give it up that easily. "I'm thinking of a number between on and a thousand. Can you guess which it is?"
 
"Nicky, Nicky, Nicky. . . " Alexis said, drawing designs on his chest with the very tips of her fingers. "That isn't going to cut it. Just tell me, Rusky. I won't judge."
 
"Nicky, I like that. Almost as much as I like you begging for my cock." He was enjoying her touch as well as the game.
 
"Nicky, stop avoiding the question. What's wrong? Embarrassed? Afraid I'll judge? Come on, scores of women must've held onto that cock. So just tell me an exact number, and maybe I'll give you a little something." Alexis teased, trailing her fingers down his chest toward his junk.
 
"How many fingers am I holding up?" Nikolai asked, knowing that with his hands tied it would be hard to tell.
 
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