Captured for Interrogation

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Nikolai completely filled her pussy with his seed and slid out, flaccid. He turned to the tortured agent in front of him and said, "Did you enjoy the show? I bet you did from how wet that horse is. So now you are going to be a part of a show for me. Alexis, would you do the honors of introducing our new friend to tease and denial?"
 
Alexis smiled happily and slid off the table Nikolai had just fucked her on. "Hmmm, I'm sure I can," Alexis said, trailing her finger along Nikolai's collarbone, eyeing up Lydia. "We got the clamps, the ties, the horse, the gag. . . want to see her ass get spanked?" she asked him.

Lydia's eyes grew wide and she shook her head vigorously. Alexis laughed lightly and trailed her fingers along the spy's sweat soaked skin and whispered in her ear. "I'm sorry, you really don't get a choice in the matter."
 
"That's a great plan, but we should put her on the cross for better access," Nikolai said, tugging at the clamps to lean Lydia forward. "That way you can whip her pussy as well and we can really get some answers out of her." Lydia muffles another scream through her gag. "We should really take that off of you now," Nikolai said. "After all, now we want you to talk." He dragged her off of the horse and forced her into the standing cuffs. This tine he locked her ankles in a spreader bar.
 
Alexis noted the fear on Lydia's face and danced happily as she watched Nikolai placed the spy in the cross, using the spreader bar. She surveyed her tools and found a nice single strand leather whip and gave it an experimental crack. Finding it satisfactory, she held onto it and slipped between lover and spy and removed the gag. "You can scream all you'd like, but you know you'll enjoy it so much, and you'll talk," the American whispered into the female Russian's ear. "My associate will ask the questions, and you'll answer quickly. If you don't, I'll spank that pretty ass of yours. Agreed?"

"Yes, ma'am," Lydia whimpered.

"Excellent." She stood back from the girl and looked at Nikolai, bowing. "Ask your questions, my dear."
 
Lydia nodded. Alexis flicked the whip hard across her ass. Lydia screamed.

"Verbal responses, not physical, my dear," Alexis chided her. "Now answer the nice man."

"Yes, sir."

Alexis looked out the window and indeed saw a roadblock about two blocks from their hotel. She nodded at Nikolai to let him know that it was confirmed.

"Next one"
 
"I'm just a beginner," Lydia whimpered, and Alexis listened closely. "I'm important to them because my father's the leader."

Alexis raised her eyebrow at Nikolai. "My turn to ask a question: how old are you, Lydia?"

"Eighteen; this is my first field assignment."

Alexis looked over at Nikolai, her eyebrow still raised.
 
Nikolai looked back at Alexis. "I think our little bitch just earned herself a helicopter ride, don't you?" He looked at the clock. "Oh, and two hours left to enjoy her to ourselves. I just can't wait to see what you drag out of her next, Snow Princess."
 
Alexis smiled and walked over to Nikolai and kissed him. "Mmmm, continue asking your questions. I think I'm going to use something other than a whip, though. Help me pick something new out."

Alexis went back over to Lydia first and trailed a finger down her spine, watching the girl shiver. "You hear that? You get to come to the States with us. Pretty sure Daddy wouldn't like that."

"What do you know, you filthy American!" Lydia suddenly venomously snapped. "You probably don't even know who your father was, since you seem to be a whore like your mother!"

Alexis growled, walked over to the other side of the cross, stared at the woman, and slapped her hard in the face. "Never speak about my parents or me like that again, Russian," she told the spy in a hushed tone. "My father raised my brother and I by himself because our mother died of a hit and run, shortly after I was born. My mother wasn't a whore and neither am I."

She walked back over to the bed and sat down and started taking deep breaths.
 
"You're going to pay for that one, you little whore," Nikolai growled, picking up a studded paddle. He full on walloped her already sore cunt again and again, not giving her time to recover in between. After fifty shots, she was panting and sobbing. Nikolai whispered in her ear, "Now, you are going to be a good girl and explain everything you mean by what you just said."
 
"I lashed out and only recited KGB doctrine!" Lydia sobbed. "Well, that, and by the way she enjoyed you fucking her, but that was it, I swear, Nikolai! I didn't mean any of it!"

Alexis listened to the sobbing and the whopping that Nikolai delivered her with numb ears and sat numbly on the bed, a tear or two sliding down her cheek.

She had hit a breaking point somewhere and she wasn't sure how it was reached, and that scared her.
 
"I don't think so," Nikolai said, "You know something and you're lying. Why do you think you could get away with that in the position you're in? You have a simple choice; Tell the truth or I will beat your cunt so hard you have to pee through a catheter for a week."
 
Lydia sobbed. "We all know who she is, Nikolai. We all know it's Alexis, she's really the only female field agent in the CIA. Besides, she's a Westerner. We all know they're all whores. Why else would you take refuge in a bondage hotel and she does stuff like this?"

Alexis by this time was lying down, curled up in a ball, still feeling the stings of Lydia's attack, still feeling numb. More tears were forming, but she wasn't full out crying, making no sounds.
 
"Ok, first off, the hotel was my idea. Second, she has limits and has my respect when we play. Three, if you ever call her a whore again, I'll personally burn your papers and sell you to a brothel so you can see what a whore really is." He slapped her across the face, leaving an angry red hand print. He sat down on the bed and held the balled up Alexis. "You aren't a whore, you just know what you want in bed."
 
Alexis snuggled closer and looked up at him with a tear stained face. "Really?" she asked softly, her lower lip quivering. "That really hurt," she told him even softer. She didn't glance at Lydia.

Lydia sobbed loudly on the cross, the sting from Nikolai's hand hurting more than Alexis's. She sobbed out apologies to Nikolai, to Alexis, sobbed out information, but Alexis didn't listen to it. She didn't want to hear it. She just looked up at Nikolai, wanting reassurance.
 
Nikolai knew what Alexis needed and lifted her chin, kissing her hard and deeply. "You know, if you were inclined to be spiteful that brothel idea is still on the table."
 
Alexis felt comforted in the kiss and held onto him. "It does sound like a good idea," she whispered. She typically didn't feel spiteful, but now she was. She took three things seriously: family, country, and love. And those would make her feel spiteful. But she didn't like being mean in that way.

Lydia continued to sob, and it was starting to get on Alexis's nerves. She grabbed something and threw it at the Russian woman. "SHUT UP YOU CUNT!!!" she screamed before bursting into tears herself.
 
Nikolai gagged Lydia again and went back to holding Alexis. He looked at the clock after a bit and noted the time, "One hour til pickup, Alexis. We have to get ready. I'll let you deal with our walking attitude problem."
 
Alexis nodded and waited a bit, watching Nikolai pack, before going over to Lydia. Grabbing her hair, she hissed in her ear. "I might just skip the brothel and leave you here, waiting for whoever will bed here next, bitch. That'll be worse than the brothel, skank."

She smiled sweetly at Nikolai. "My treat; I'll pay the fee for it," she sang. She got dressed and finished packing her stuff.

Then she went back over to Lydia with a cat-o-nine's tails and whipped the hell out of her ass and pussy, feeling angry and wanting to get it out. She didn't stop until her arm was sore.

Once down, she walked back over to the bed, shaking.
 
Nikolai heard the chopper coming in and scrawled a note. "This pain slut knows no limits and is into non consent play. her safe word is pineapple but don't expect her to use it." Then, he grabbed his bag and a pistol and motioned for Alexis to follow him.
 
Alexis got up and followed Nikolai out, throwing a few rubles to the innkeeper and explaining the situation.

She, Nikolai following, got into the chopper, giving her friend Will a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks Will."

"Hey, no problem. And hey, good job!" Will said with a smartass smirk as he took off.

Alexis motioned Nikolai to follow her, where there were private quarters. Once there, she laid down on the bed, feeling overwhelmed.
 
Nikolai had no idea what to expect, as he had never been on an American ship before. H e figured their debriefing would happen soon, so he rested up. He would also have to make a mental note to find out what happened to Lydia. That would be the icing on the cake.
 
Alexis turned over on her side and found her paperwork. Sighing, she sat up, tucked her legs underneath of her, and began filling out the paperwork. She remained quiet so she didn't disturb Nikolai.
 
Eventually, Nikolai and Alexis were paged to the briefing room. After several admonishments for being captures to Alexis, and congratulations for bringing Nikolai in, The section chief said, "How would you feel about going out again while we are in country?"
 
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