pleasefacesitme
03-07-2003, 2:58 PM
The Interrogator
She entered the room, Smith looked up from his position on the floor. She was a tall, a very tall woman. She stood with authority, a perfect vision but oh so dangerous, for this had been Smiths interrogator. Smith worked for the other side and had been captured out side an air base, Bunny as Smith came to known her, had managed to break this hardened spy. It took some time but with her skill, strength and her knowing for mans weakness Smith did finally crack.
“Well” said Bunny, the information you gave me was correct, you’re next visit will be to the firing squad”. Smith smiled, finally release from the torment and suffering. “But” she said, “I am concerned that my technique may be slipping a little, after all it’s taken me all day to break you”. Smith’s smile quickly dropped and he became worried. “I have nothing to lose and if it goes wrong I just save the firing squad a job. You will become my mouse to me the cat. I will take you to the edge of death and, when you think release is coming, I will bring you back for more. Before I finish with you, you will be begging me to finish you off.” She paused and then turned away saying “I have to do a few things now, but I will be back”. Smith started to really worry, death was his only escape.
Some time later Bunny burst into the room, Smith was standing on the other side. She was dressed in a very sexy number, dressed to kill you could say, this was a view that made men glad to be alive, but not Smith. She walked straight across the room, towering above him she placed her hand around the back of his head and brought her knee up and into Smith’s balls. He dropped like a stone, this was Bunny’s first weakener, not that she needed one as she was strong enough to take on most men and win. She stood over Smith “Play Time” she said and reached down grabbing Smith by the hair with both hands. She looked into his eyes, there was a twinkle in hers and fear in his. She then lifted this head between her thighs and started to squeeze all the time looking at his eyes for the signs that would tell her his state of mind. Smith’s face started to go red, his eyes were rolling, Bunny relaxed her grip only to reapply as soon as the colour returned.
After 5 minutes of this Smith was incoherent, he had started to beg but this was not enough for our Interrogator. “Come on Smith there is no easy way out this, this time” she whispered “As I said, you are my play thing, to do as I want and to please me as I see fit and like any cat when I have finished playing, SNAP!”
Bunny laid Smith down on the floor knelt down beside him and lifted her short skirt to reveal her soft light thighs, black stocking and thong. “You are going to smell by body Smith a smell that you will take with you to your grave” She then reached over and sat on his chest again looking into his eyes, always the eyes. Smith started to struggle he knew what was coming, during his interrogation she had sat on him many times and many ways but she always had to give him air, this time was different. He watched as her lovely soft smooth ass descended, he was helpless and then darkness fell, he felt the warmth of the ass on his face like that of a mothers when she holds her baby but then, the realisation kick in! No air, panic gave him extra strength but Bunny held fast, she liked it when her victim struggled she had played with many men this way either applying more pressure to stop them or, and this was what she really liked, to release the hold slightly. This gave her victim hope that she could then take away as quickly as she gave it, this was real power. It was during this part of a session that Bunny would get excited, she would start to get wet, very wet. On one occasion she lost it and as the pore guy started to drown in her juices he began to twitch, this just drove Bunny on, cumming time and time again. The guy must have been dead for 5 minutes before she stopped.
Smith was not so lucky 2 minutes had passed when she lifted her ass off his face. His lungs were screaming for air when he took that deep, deep breath, the air rushed in and it felt like they were on fire, but before he could expel the air she sat down on him. This was even worst, within seconds his lungs were at bursting point and being stretched. When Bunny sat up again Smith was begging for mercy as the air now rushed out. Bunny repeated this a few times, Smith thought that death would be a release but not this, this was not quick like a firing squad, the pain was within, the type that you can not flinch from, he wanted to live and was begging for life. Bunny smiled, this was the fine detail that she needed to add to her interrogation technique for this session was only 15 minutes old and he was broken. Bunny looked into Smiths eyes, “so you want to live now” “Yes, please please please” he begged, “Remember the cat? Its time for the SNAP”, “No” cried Smith but Bunny just smiled that twinkle even brighter now, she slid round and took Smith in a head scissors, he was facing her so that she could watch his life drain away, her long legs took hold. “This WILL be slow Smith I want to hear you beg and cry before I give you your final release” Bunny was true to her word Smith suffered for an hour before she applied the final twist and SNAP, Smith was gone. Bunny got up, “Guard” she called, take this away and bring me my next victim, I will have the information we need in less than an hour.
She entered the room, Smith looked up from his position on the floor. She was a tall, a very tall woman. She stood with authority, a perfect vision but oh so dangerous, for this had been Smiths interrogator. Smith worked for the other side and had been captured out side an air base, Bunny as Smith came to known her, had managed to break this hardened spy. It took some time but with her skill, strength and her knowing for mans weakness Smith did finally crack.
“Well” said Bunny, the information you gave me was correct, you’re next visit will be to the firing squad”. Smith smiled, finally release from the torment and suffering. “But” she said, “I am concerned that my technique may be slipping a little, after all it’s taken me all day to break you”. Smith’s smile quickly dropped and he became worried. “I have nothing to lose and if it goes wrong I just save the firing squad a job. You will become my mouse to me the cat. I will take you to the edge of death and, when you think release is coming, I will bring you back for more. Before I finish with you, you will be begging me to finish you off.” She paused and then turned away saying “I have to do a few things now, but I will be back”. Smith started to really worry, death was his only escape.
Some time later Bunny burst into the room, Smith was standing on the other side. She was dressed in a very sexy number, dressed to kill you could say, this was a view that made men glad to be alive, but not Smith. She walked straight across the room, towering above him she placed her hand around the back of his head and brought her knee up and into Smith’s balls. He dropped like a stone, this was Bunny’s first weakener, not that she needed one as she was strong enough to take on most men and win. She stood over Smith “Play Time” she said and reached down grabbing Smith by the hair with both hands. She looked into his eyes, there was a twinkle in hers and fear in his. She then lifted this head between her thighs and started to squeeze all the time looking at his eyes for the signs that would tell her his state of mind. Smith’s face started to go red, his eyes were rolling, Bunny relaxed her grip only to reapply as soon as the colour returned.
After 5 minutes of this Smith was incoherent, he had started to beg but this was not enough for our Interrogator. “Come on Smith there is no easy way out this, this time” she whispered “As I said, you are my play thing, to do as I want and to please me as I see fit and like any cat when I have finished playing, SNAP!”
Bunny laid Smith down on the floor knelt down beside him and lifted her short skirt to reveal her soft light thighs, black stocking and thong. “You are going to smell by body Smith a smell that you will take with you to your grave” She then reached over and sat on his chest again looking into his eyes, always the eyes. Smith started to struggle he knew what was coming, during his interrogation she had sat on him many times and many ways but she always had to give him air, this time was different. He watched as her lovely soft smooth ass descended, he was helpless and then darkness fell, he felt the warmth of the ass on his face like that of a mothers when she holds her baby but then, the realisation kick in! No air, panic gave him extra strength but Bunny held fast, she liked it when her victim struggled she had played with many men this way either applying more pressure to stop them or, and this was what she really liked, to release the hold slightly. This gave her victim hope that she could then take away as quickly as she gave it, this was real power. It was during this part of a session that Bunny would get excited, she would start to get wet, very wet. On one occasion she lost it and as the pore guy started to drown in her juices he began to twitch, this just drove Bunny on, cumming time and time again. The guy must have been dead for 5 minutes before she stopped.
Smith was not so lucky 2 minutes had passed when she lifted her ass off his face. His lungs were screaming for air when he took that deep, deep breath, the air rushed in and it felt like they were on fire, but before he could expel the air she sat down on him. This was even worst, within seconds his lungs were at bursting point and being stretched. When Bunny sat up again Smith was begging for mercy as the air now rushed out. Bunny repeated this a few times, Smith thought that death would be a release but not this, this was not quick like a firing squad, the pain was within, the type that you can not flinch from, he wanted to live and was begging for life. Bunny smiled, this was the fine detail that she needed to add to her interrogation technique for this session was only 15 minutes old and he was broken. Bunny looked into Smiths eyes, “so you want to live now” “Yes, please please please” he begged, “Remember the cat? Its time for the SNAP”, “No” cried Smith but Bunny just smiled that twinkle even brighter now, she slid round and took Smith in a head scissors, he was facing her so that she could watch his life drain away, her long legs took hold. “This WILL be slow Smith I want to hear you beg and cry before I give you your final release” Bunny was true to her word Smith suffered for an hour before she applied the final twist and SNAP, Smith was gone. Bunny got up, “Guard” she called, take this away and bring me my next victim, I will have the information we need in less than an hour.