Captured for Interrogation

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"You've been such a good girl today, I feel I should give you something," she said, turning on the vibrator all the way. "Have as many as you like, or even as many as you don't." Her goal was to go for an hour like this to tire her out.
 
Alexis reacted and kept cumming. She lost count after the sixth or seventh one, and let out progressively hoarser screams, until she was just whimpering whenever she came. She was used to having maybe three, but this was ridiculous.
 
Yeltsin shut off the vibe. "We can keep this up, and it won't bother me a bit," she said. "Who knows how much time you still have with me? Just tell me what you know and this will end."
 
"Hoist yourself," she said as one of her soldiers came in. he was holding a bottle of some kind of lotion. He smeared it on her pussy, teasing her a bit as he did. A warming sensation came over her.
 
"Warming lotion?" Alexis asked painfully, squirming. Sure, the teasing felt good, but she could slowly feel her pussy becoming desensitized to stimuli.
 
"Oh, and while you're down there, introduce her to Boris," she said. The soldier left the room, laughing and grinning sadistically. In the mean time, Yeltsin went back to teasing her slowly with the vibe.
 
Alexis groaned softly. It seemed like she had about four hours to go, hopefully. Maybe less. She closed her eyes and imagined Nikolai holding her, caressing her hair, soothing her.
 
The soldier came back with the biggest, widest vibrator Alexis had ever seen. He slapped her tit and said, Raise up," and swapped the toys out. He ordered her to lower herself back onto the new toy.
 
Alexis did as she was ordered, and she gasped in pain almost immediately. It was stretching her painfully, and she began crying in pain.
 
Yeltsin went right back to forcing orgasms. "Go ahead, try to avoid it. I could use some amusement," she said,
 
Alexis continued to scream, whether from an orgasm or from the pain of being on the vibe. She cried out in pain, and she began to scream for Nikolai.
 
"Nikolai isn't here," she said. pulsing the sensation. "All you have is me, and unless I get what i want, I;m a spiteful bitch."
 
"It must hurt so much," she said, mocking her. "I'll bet you're thinking, "How long can my arms hold me up off of this thing?" by now. Honestly, I'm curious myself."
 
"When this is over," Alexis said dryly. "Please pray that Nikolai keeps me on a leash, 'cause I'm now plotting your demise. A slow, painful one." She was jesting, of course, but she was getting tired, and sarcastic, and she wanted a hot bath, soothing cream, and a warm bed.
 
"Let's find out," she said, throwing it on max. With three and a half hours left, she was sure Alexis was going to crack.
 
Yeltsin watched her practically humping Boris now, and ordered one of her men to go in and give her water, but to play with her breasts before he left. This was accomplished in short order.
 
Alexis was grateful for the water, but continued her screaming while everything else happened, now no longer able to cry.
 
The doors opened behind Alexis and soon, the two caning experts stood by her. After taking their liberties with her body, they began caning the soles of her feet.
 
As the caning got harder and the vibrations pulsed and became full on again, the vocal track returned to the family one.
 
By now, Alexis was essentially delirious from the pain and misinterpreted the tracks. "Daddy?" she whispered softly. "Are you there? Can you hear me?"
 
One of the soldiers spoke unaccented English and took advantage of the situation. "I'm here, and I'm very disappointed in you, honey."
 
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