Captured for Interrogation

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Knowing what was coming, al Salehi struggled against his bonds, trying to escape and finding it futile.
 
"Do you like my knots? Courtesy of the Boy Scouts of America and the U.S. Marine Corps. My big brother, in other words," Alexis said with a smile. "He's a great big brother. He never disowned me." With that, she flicked the whip over his back almost absently, but with deliberation.
 
The flogger dug into him, just a little, making him flinch. "I expected more from you, bitch," he said.
 
Alexis flicked the whip again, a little harder. "Now, now, that's no way to talk to me," she said. "Come on, call me Mistress." Another deliberate flick of her wrist.
 
A fine red line made its way across his back, but still he wouldn't say it, trying to spit over his shoulder at her again.
 
Alexis easily dodged the spit. "That's not nice." She flicked it harder, her wrist the only thing that seemed to move.
 
al Salehi took the hit. He was much tougher than either of the spies had anticipated. He was already covered in lot of old scars.
 
Alexis got frustrated and just began attacking his back with the whip, waiting for the metal bits to dig in before pulling back.
 
Al Salehi finally began to let out little winces of pain as he was torn to shreds. He was a stubborn old man though and determined not to bend to a woman.
 
"Come on, let me hear you say it," Alexis said playfully. "I can do this all night." She continued whipping him hard, wincing herself at how hard it was.
 
al Salehi grew delerious and passed out. by sheer will, he hadn't broken. Nikolai returned and saw him slumped. "What now?" he said.
 
"He's delirious," Alexis said, checking him out. "Fainted, pupils are responsive. I'll let him come around before I continue." She stretched her arm. "Good work out, though."
 
"Well, what do you suggest?" Alexis asked, slipping into Russian by accident. She gasped and blushed furiously. "Ooops. Was trying SO hard to play the part of an arrogant American."
 
"You've seen the footage. I suggest you treat him exactly as he treats his women," whispered Nikolai in Russian as well so he couldn't hear.
 
Alexis thought for a moment then said in soft Russian, "Did we bring any toys we could spare?" She looked up at him. "Anything at all?"
 
"Fetch me the anal grease, and something I can shove up his ass," Alexis said in a growl, her Russian low and deep.
 
Nikolai returned with the biggest plug he could find. "The lube has mysteriously gone missing," he said. "Then again, I don't remember him using any on you."
 
"That's true," Alexis said. "Just used my own spit, if I recall." She licked the plug a little bit and looked up at him. "Could you spread him for me, Rusky? I loathe to touch him."
 
Alexis viciously shoved the buttplug into the Arab, then offered hand sanitizer to Nikolai. "Thank you, love," she said, kissing his cheek.
 
Nikolai cleaned up as al Salehi writhed in pain from his first penetration. "Stop, stop," he pleaded, but Nikolai said, "I'll leave that up to her." and walked back out to get his tools ready.
 
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