Captured for Interrogation

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Nikolai led the soldiers off to the close combat gym and left Georgia with Alexis. "Nikolai took good care of you last night, your welts look smaller already."
 
When they had both finished, Georgia summoned both of her caning experts, who nodded to Alexis with respect before helping her into a wheelchair.
 
They wheeled her over to the spa, which had just about anything you could think of. "What do you want first?" one of them asked.
 
The guards let her in and handed her a towel while they looked away, letting her have privacy before taking her clothes. "Just push the button when you are done," the English-speaking one said.
 
Alexis nodded, before saying softly, "Thank you," in Russian before heading in.

Two hours later, she pressed the button, completely relaxed.
 
The one returned and helped her back to the chair. "What next?" he asked. "I'm Mikhael, by the way."
 
Mikhael lifted her onto the table and revealed her back. She could tell he was kind of checking her out, but he soon began deftly massaging her back, covering every area he could.
 
Alexis let out a soft moan, feeling the knots leave her muscles, wincing a little bit when he went over a sore spot.
 
"My dear, I saw everything yesterday," he said, beginning to rub out her arms. She could see his muscles filling out all of his uniform t shirt.
 
Alexis seethed a little bit. "It's a more intimate setting," she grimaced, gritting her teeth against the pain.
 
Mikhael noticed her bullet wound and got out a different jar of cream. He put it on the wound. "It's local herbs," he said, "It should help." He moved on to work her torso.
 
You're Welcome," he said, helping her sit up. "Do you require anything else, or do you want me to surprise you?"
 
Mikhael laid her back on her front and left, heating something up. He returned and placed three heated stones on her back. "This should help the swelling," he said.
 
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