Captured for Interrogation

[bindingeagle]

"Oh, is this getting to you?" she asked, feigning innocence. She softly slipped two fingers inside her and began curling them against her g spot as the machines kept working on her.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis gasped and fought the bodily responses. "I'm not telling you anything," she hissed, concentrating on the pain in her thigh the best she could.

 

[bindingeagle]

Yeltsin increased the speed on the whip and watched Alexis squirm, her mind somewhere in between avoiding it and embracing it. She removed the electric clips from her nipples and mounted her face, and Alexis go t the sudden realization that she was nude. "Come on, baby," she purred as she worked inside of her. "There's so much I could show you if you only told me the truth."

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis gritted her teeth and decided the best way to get Yeltsin off of her was to, well, pleasure her. Her tongue hesitantly shot out and she began lapping at her pussy, still ignoring all the other stimuli the best she could.

 

[bindingeagle]

Yeltsin rode her face as she was licked and began massaging her breasts, rubbing everywhere but her nipples.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis had to admit that the breast massage felt good. She kept licking at Yeltsin's pussy, surprised at how aroused the Russian woman was, but then thinking of Nikolai and her playing interrogation and she wasn't as surprised. She began licking harder, concentrating on her nub.

 

[bindingeagle]

Yeltsin thrust into her harder, moaning in bliss. She finally took control of her nipples, tugging them in the same rhythm she bounced in.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis let out a strangled cry of pain, but continued to lick, focusing on that. Her licks were neat and tidy, but with force.

 

[bindingeagle]

"change your pace, bitch, do a good job," she ordered, pinching tighter.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis grunted and began licking Yeltsin faster, wishing with all her might that she was drunk. It would make this easier. She wished she had use of her hands and began to truly struggle against her bonds.

 

[bindingeagle]

Yeltsin finally released, cumming all over Alesis' face. she climbed off and dressed back in her panties and bra. "What was in the envelope?" she asked.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis looked in the direction of Yeltsin. "I'll never tell," she said.

 

[bindingeagle]

Yeltsin turned off the flogging machine and began teasing her fingers over the outside of Alexis' pussy. "You're still so hot, and not a sign of release in sight," she said, nibbling on her ear. "Whatever will we do for the rest of the day?"

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis grinned. "Whatever you come up with, my dear," she said.

 

[bindingeagle]

"I bet you want to cum so bad," she moaned into her ear, running her fingernails own he stomach to her panty line.

 

[celestialdragon]

"The need is there, but the will is stronger," Alexis said. "A favorite torture of Nikolai in the bedroom, as a matter of fact."

 

[bindingeagle]

"After all that pussy torture, I have the perfect thing for you," she said, leading her over to a wooden horse with a vibrator attached. She hooked her arms to the ceiling and hoisted her onto it, turning it on. Her legs were hooked to the crossbar to put her weight firmly on her clit. "You can pull yourself up, but your arms will tire eventually," she said before walking away.

 

[celestialdragon]

"You're taking tricks out of my playbook," Alexis said dryly. "Not fair." She began to analyze how she could work this out.

 

[bindingeagle]

Yeltsin sat back down in her sound studio and soon the slut soundtrack and sex noises were resounding through the torture room.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis gave a dry chuckle. "Oh, these tracks," she said. She tuned them out, and concentrating on getting a little relief.

 

[bindingeagle]

It appeared that the vibrator was run by remote, because as soon as she tried to ride it, it all but stopped stimulating her.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis realized this and decided to stop, just to see what it did. She raised herself back up.

 

[bindingeagle]

Yeltsin waited to turn the vibe back up to see how long Alexis could hold herself up.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis closed her eyes and breathed. Her arms were shaking from the effort, but she kept at it, groaning softly at the exertion her body was going through. Her thigh was screaming bloody murder at her.

 

[bindingeagle]

Yeltsin saw her beginning to flag and juiced the vibrator once or twice to taunt her in the inevitability of having to sit back down on the horse.