Captured for Interrogation

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Tasha smiled. "Thank you. Both of you. This is a night I won't ever forget." She soon siddled out of their embrace and got dressed.

Alexis looked at her, bemused. "You okay, sweetie?"

"Yeah, just want to go home. No offense, but it's typically just play and ditch. If you're ever back in Vegas though-"

"We'll look you up," Alexis said, slipping out of Nikolai's arms and kissing Tasha. "Be safe, dear."

"Will do," Tasha said, letting herself out.

Alexis sighed then crawled back into bed with Nikolai, wrapping her arms around him. "How's my handsome Rusky? Sleepy?" she asked gently, kissing him.
 
Alexis yawned as well, smiling. "I did have a good time," she said. "It was kind of kinky. But not something I want to do on a regular basis. Special occasions."

She snuggled up to him and kissed his nose, stroking his hair. "Let's go to sleep, love. I love you, Rusky."
 
Nikolai was about to fall asleep, when he heard a scream from the hallway. It couldn't have been soon enough for Tasha to get off the floor. He grabbed a pistol from a hidden compartment and looked out into the hallway just in time to see the three guys from the club dragging Tasha off. "Alexis, Trouble!" he yelled. "Clothes and guns!"
 
Alexis jumped up, threw on jeans and a sweater before grabbing her SIG. "Let's go, I see them," Alexis said, jumping out the window, leaping from balcony to balcony and awnings, blood boiling in her veins.
 
Nikolai threw on a jacket to conceal his pistol and took the next elevator with Alexis. He took off, following directions from shell shocked patrons and got in his car. He could tell the kidnappers weren't very bright, they were driving a very noticeable car.
 
Alexis ran on foot, seeing Tasha's face panicked through the window. Finally running into Strip traffic, she leaped onto the car and held on for dear life. She saw Nikolai driving not far behind them, and she heard shots fired, close to her ear. Tasha screamed. Alexis kicked in the window and dove in and began fighting with the kidnappers.
 
Nikolai drove up behind the car and saw the flash of gunfire appear. Alexis was in the car, severely limiting what he could do. He tailed them, sidearm at the ready for a chance to blow a tire with minimal collateral damage.
 
Alexis finally got control of the car, one kidnapper and Tasha alive. Tasha was whimpering her thanks and all. Alexis fished out her cell phone and called Nikolai. "Hey, I got one alive, the other two are dead to richocets. Tasha's alive, I have no clue how I am," she said in rapid fire Russian. "I'm going to find a quiet area in a moment. Bodies have to be disposed and our kidnapper questioned. They all have Scandinavian accents."
 
Nikolai pulled up behind them at the landfill. He checked Alexis over and found she was fine, then looked over and consoled Tasha. "I have to ask you some questions now, Tasha. Can you think of anywhere else you've seen these men?"
 
"Maybe the club," Tasha said. "I honestly don't know, Nikolai. . ."

Alexis rubbed her shoulders soothingly. "We need to get her to someplace safe," she told Nikolai in Russian. Switching back to English, she said calmly. "I'll drive you to a friend's place, just a few blocks from here. You'll be safe there."
 
Nikolai threw the bodies into a garbage compactor and buried them. "Let's take this asshole with us so we can ask him some nice questions. I have a feeling he will be very cooperative." He tapped his pistol against the man's temple.
 
"Meet you back at our room?" Alexis asked softly. "I'll be taking Tasha over to my friend's."

Not waiting for an answer, she kissed his cheek. "I'll be back, sweetie, love you."

And with that she whisked Tasha to her friend's, knowing she'd be completely safe there.

Soon, she was back at the hotel and opened the door, kissing Nikolai deeply. "Any luck?"
 
"I was going to wait for you," Nikolai answered, showing her the naked bound man who was looking very much less confident now.
 
"You're too kind," Alexis purred looking at him. "Can you do that McGyver thing you did when you suspended me? Not as high, though- I want him lower so I can play with him."

The man looked terrified now, and squirmed.

"Now, sweetheart, where did I leave my crop?" she asked in soft Russian, her eyes alight with fire.
 
Nikolai hoisted him upside down and spread legged. "Not as fun this time, but I'm sure it will be satisfying." He turned to the Scandinavian. "OK, I suggest you answer our questions, starting with this one. What's your name?"
 
"Dimitri," he replied, squirming in fear. "What is this?"

"Norwegian," Alexis said with interest, scanning him, her crop in her hand. "And this is a way to keep you still. You see, we're federal agents, and you don't do that to a good friend of an agent. . ." She trailed the crop along his body, watching him shiver. "Answer all of my friend's questions, and I won't use this."
 
"We thought. . . . it would be fun. . . one time thing. . . ." he gasped, watching the crop in Alexis's hand go everywhere on his body.

"A one time thing?!" Alexis growled. "You thought it would be fun to kidnap a poor helpless girl and have fun in your own nefarious ways?!"

She couldn't help it, she smacked her crop right across his stomach and watched him try to bend over in pain.

"We were drunk. . . high. . . " he gasped.

Fury shone in Alexis's eyes.
 
"I'm not entirely sure I believe that one. You were scouting out girls in the club too. I saw you discussing my girl here. Now tell me the truth," Nikola said, booting him in the stomach.
 
Dimitri grunted and whimpered. "We always scout girls out at the club. . . we got too high. . . fucking coke. . ."

Alexis cropped him right on his nipple and hissed. "Oh no WONDER!!!" She smacked him again almost above his pole. "You've done this before, don't lie or women will laugh at how small your cock is!!"

The man bit his lip and nodded. "Yes, we have. I usually don't go along with this, but I was fucked up. . . "

Alexis growled and handed the crop to Nikolai before roundhouse kicking Dimitri in the head. He passed out.
 
"Now what am I supposed to do with this? He won't talk now." Nikolai said. "Hopefully he'll cooperate when he wakes up."
 
"I'm sorry," Alexis growled softly. "I'm just. . . my blood just boils. . . when I hear stories like that. . . "
 
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