The dimly lit interrogation room is steeped in silence. The captured spy, Callie, has lost all sense of time – minutes, hours, maybe days have slipped away.
The door creaks open. Captain Amora steps inside with her soldier close behind. She looms over the sack covering Callie’s head, while her soldier readies a bucket of icy water, prepared to jolt the restrained prisoner back to awareness. At that very moment, the sack is yanked away as a wave of icy water crashes over the prisoner. Callie convulses against her bindings, gasping and twisting in her ropes. “Are you ready to talk, spy?” Mila demands, gripping Callie’s head firmly. They’re here for information – and they know exactly how to get it. The spy’s body tenses, betraying her resolve before her lips can. The soldier’s hand moves slowly, deliberately, tracing over her trembling form. Mila demands the soldier gets his cock out to test the reaction of the captured spy. Just as Mila thought the spy can’t resist her soldier, she’s ready to talk. Mila rips off the tape and Callie begs to suck the soldier. The rope attaching her to the chair is untied and she’s placed on her knees on the floor. Still restricted by her ankle, thigh, crotch rope and chest rope she sucks the soldier on her knees. Her body still glistening from the water earlier and her pussy getting wetter from the soldiers cock deep down her throat. Mila grips her ponytail and pushes her down to the balls on him, she gags and her eyes water. Mila commands him to fuck and fill her up, he does as he’s told shooting a hot load inside of her. A red ball gag is placed over her mouth as she’s left on her knees.
Captain Amora returns switching the spotlight on the spy, she’s not alone. “Guys come in” her soldiers walk in cocks in hand as the spy’s eyes widen. They approach and Mila removes the spy’s gag, they jostle for position to get near as they grab her tits and begin to use her mouth. She drools and gags as one after another they line up and take their turn. Spit glistens off her naked chest as she soaks her ropes. Captain Amora always orchestrating pushes the spy’s head onto cock after cock, laughing and mocking the spy. She now demands cum. Helping the soldiers she unzips her top and pulls out her huge boobs, nipples erected. The men become more frenzied. She wants to the see cum in her eyes, hair, nose, mouth, dripping down her chin, she wants the spy covered. Each of the soldiers take turns stepping forwards and emptying their balls. The spy splutters and moans as she takes hot load after hot load. Captain Amora is having so much fun she takes control and wanks a load from one of the men onto the spy’s face. Now cum covered and defeated she sits on the cold floor in her tight ropes, captain Amora satisfied with the job now leaves and the spy is tied back to the chair. The light is switched off and she sits in agony moaning and drooling with a dimly lit bulb swinging above her head.
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