Captured for Interrogation

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Alexis lowered herself slowly and gently, whimpering quietly. She was in a lot of pain, and she quickly saw how Nikolai's pain tolerance was so high. She sat back down on the horse, breathing deeply.
 
As she sat back down, Yeltsin turned the vibrator on medium. "How's the leg?" she asked, trying to keep her off balance and focused on the pain.
 
Alexis gave her the satisfaction of a small moan of pleasure, the vibe right up against her button and she closed her eyes.
 
As it looked like Alexis was goign to be pushed over the edge, Yeltsin slowly took the intensity back to almost nil.
 
Alexis sighed in slight disappointment, but she had been anticipating it. She rolled out her neck the best she could, the cracks echoing loudly in the room.
 
Yeltsin waited to make sure she was at almost no stimulation again and dialed it all the way up, then back down. Halfway up, back down, full, down to halfway, up, then down, mixing up the intensity each time
 
Alexis felt uncomfortable, her mind now fully realizing that this was a WOMAN doing this. She began struggling against her bonds fitfully.
 
"Is a little girl on girl getting to you?" she asked, manipulating the phallus that was jammed inside her.
 
The lip bite was a sure sign she was getting close again. Based on her previous settings, Yeltsin turned it on as high as she could without making her cum.
 
Alexis relaxed a little bit, her mind now swirling with pain and pleasure, and she almost slumped against her restraints.
 
"You look like a used up little cum kitty," Yeltsin said. "Maybe I should come down and make you purr personally."
 
"Fuck you," Alexis whispered under her breath. If she could just get rid of the pain in her thigh, things would be better.
 
"We've just gotten started. At the rate we're going, we could be at this for all six of the hours we have left together," she said. "Not that I would mind, you look so cute when you're squirming and squealing."
 
Six hours. . . Alexis's mind spun with the implications. She could do it, sure, but at what cost? She breathed a heavy sigh, a couple tears coming to her eyes.
 
"Maybe I could deny you the whole time," she said, "Make you beg and plead for release. "Or maybe I could let it run full blast and give you orgasm after orgasm until you're left worn and tired. Either way, I'll get it out of you." She cranked the soundtracks to full volume and began playing with the vibe, leaving it up on full longer each time.
 
eventually, Yeltsin left the vibrator on full for a long time and stopped just before she finished again. She left it off for twenty minutes, knowing Alexis had no sense of time.
 
Alexis responded to both the vibe on and off, however different it maybe. When it was on, she was moaning and squirming, seeking release. When it was off, she was slumped against her restraints, breathing heavily.
 
Yeltsin knew her pussy and clit had to be aching from squirming and resting against the wedged bar without support. "How's your kitty?" she asked.
 
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