INTERACTIVE LOVER:

SYDNEY SAVAGE

Sydney's Interrogation

by PJ

 

You are a Hammer Inquisitor, one of the best working for the Hammer Empire. Your latest assignment promises to be one of your most satisfying, Sydney Savage, a Danger Girl and one of the Hammer Empire's greatest enemies.

You enter the dark interrogation room. You flick on the single white bulb hanging above Sydney's chair. Sydney starts, her blue eyes snapping open, her rope-bound arms struggling briefly until she realizes where she is, deep within the bowels of a Hammer fortress.

"Sleep well, Ms. Savage?" you sneer, adjusting your black leather gloves as Sydney glares at you.

"You won't keep me here for long, my friends will save me!" declares Sydney defiantly while you cross the small room to a work table and pick up a gleaming syringe.

You fill the syringe with clear fluid while replying, "Fortunate for you, Ms. Savage, you do seem to get captured quite often by our agents, getting soft since your covert operations days?"

"How do you know about that?" demands Sydney, her sparkling eyes widening only a little when she sees the filled syringe brandished in your gloved hands.

"I've researched your background quite thoroughly before coming here to conduct your interrogation in the name of the Hammer Empire. You've had quite a colorful career, but I'm afraid it ends here, Ms. Savage. You belong to us now."

Sydney merely presses her lips together and stares daggers at you when you approach her. You reach out and bury your left hand in Sydney's thick, dark hair, you jerk her head back, and plunge the glittering needle of your syringe into the right side of Sydney's graceful neck.

Sydney whimpers softly, her eyelids flutter as the drug flows through her bloodstream, relaxing her muscles and numbing her mind. You squat next to Sydney's chair, watching the young woman's cheeks grow warm, her skin flushing as the drug raises her temperature, makes her feverish and compliant.

You raise your right hand and cup Sydney's left breast. The skin-tight leather that covers Sydney's breast is warm from her body, you squeeze the firm mound, rolling her heavy tit.

"Stop..stop it," protests Sydney, groaning softly while you play with her breast. You slip your hand underneath her leather suit, clutching her breast tighter, pinching the stiff, dark brown nipple. Sydney bites her lower lip, her head falls back, she moans as you languidly massage her breast, caressing it with your leather-gloved fingers.

You place your left hand on the back of Sydney's neck and bring her head forward again. You lean over Sydney, you kiss her hungrily, sucking on her pouting, trembling lips, extending your tongue inside her yielding mouth.

"I can feel how hard your nipple is, Sydney. You must be enjoying this," you tease, milking Sydney's left breast, rubbing the swollen nipple with your thumb.

"No..," moans Sydney weakly, watching you over her right shoulder as you shift to stand behind her.

"Still lying? The drug will take care of that soon. You'll admit how much you like this," you purr into Sydney's right ear, unzipping her leather bodysuit until both of her breasts drop free. Sydney looks down at her naked breasts in dismay while you grasp both mounds and begin squeezing them, rolling them in your gloved palms, tweaking her erect nipples between firm fingers.

"Ugh! Ummm!" gasps Sydney through quivering, wet lips, her chin dropping to her chest, soft, dark brown waves of musky hair spilling down her creamy shoulders onto your groping hands.

You press your face into Sydney's mane, kissing the right side of her neck as you massage the bound, young woman's bare breasts, pinching the dark nipples, making Sydney moan and sigh with drug-enhanced pleasure.

Sydney moans in protest when you let go of her naked tits. You reach for a strip of black silk cloth hanging from your belt, you snap it free and raise it over Sydney's head.

"What..what's that for?" asks Sydney, her voice tremulous with fear, her blue eyes wide.

"Another part of your interrogation, my dear," you smile, setting the black cloth over Sydney's eyes, fastening the blindfold snugly around Sydney's head.

"I..I can't see anything!"

"Good," you reply, running your gloved palm over Sydney's soft hair, then reaching for the zipper of your trousers, slowly dragging down the zipper tongue so Sydney can hear it parting.

"What are you doing?"

You take Sydney's trembling chin between two gloved fingers. "Open your mouth."

Tentatively, Sydney parts her lips for you. You crouch down and kiss Sydney's hot forehead, then you straighten and set the engorged tip of your cock against Sydney's moist lower lip.

"Suck on the tip, Ms. Savage."

Reluctantly, Sydney kisses the head of your cock, then covers the bulging bulb with her warm lips, gently sucking on your meat. You groan in bliss and comb your fingers through Sydney's silky mane, pushing your prick deeper into Sydney's compliant mouth, enjoying the sight of this bound young woman devouring your cock, moaning softly as she slurps your member so hard her scarlet cheeks tighten.

"That's good, Sydney. Suck harder!"

Sydney sucks even more of your cock between her wet lips, until its entire length is buried in her throat. Sydney's nose brushes over your pubic hair, you cling to the sides of her head, thrusting between Syd's sensual lips, panting as you sheathe your manhood inside Sydney's slurping mouth.

"I'm going to cum, Ms. Savage! Swallow every drop when I do!"

Sydney moans weakly, but continues to suck intently on your aching prick, cheeks burning and taut, sweat beading across her forehead while she caresses your shaft with drooling, pink lips, her tongue coaxing the building cum in your cock. You cup Sydney's hot cheeks and tilt her face up, the black blindfold completely covers Sydney's eyes, only her nostrils flare as you pump faster and faster into her mouth, her moist lips making wet, smacking noises when you pull your meat out of her mouth, then plunge it back in to Sydney's esophagus.

You cling to Sydney's hair when you cum inside her upraised mouth. Sydney obeys your order and struggles to swallow all of your white jizz, her throat works frantically, drops of pale milk escape down her chin and flushed cheeks.

You slowly slide your sore cock out of Sydney's mouth. Sydney gasps for air, you collect the cum staining her crimson cheeks and small chin, you stick the milk-drenched finger into Sydney's mouth, she willingly licks your semen clean from your glove.

"Did you enjoy sucking my cock, Ms. Savage?" you inquire, removing the blindfold from the beautiful, young woman's eyes.

"Y.yes," nods Sydney, lowering her eyes shamefully.

"It's good that you're admitting the truth at last. Your interrogation's almost complete."

You move behind Sydney's chair again. You squat behind the bound young woman, you admire Sydney's leather-clad buttocks peeking from the open back of the chair she sits upon. You reach out and place your right, gloved palm over Sydney's mouth, with your left you draw a knife from your boot and bring the blade to Sydney's crotch.

"Mmmphf!" exclaims Sydney into your tight grip over her mouth, her lean body struggling weakly in her bonds.

"I'm not going to hurt you, Sydney," you whisper soothingly as you use the knife placed between Sydney's legs to cut a long slit in the bound Danger Girl's bodysuit, parting the gleaming, black leather to expose Sydney's moist pussy.

"This will feel good," you purr into Sydney's ear, licking her warm earlobe while you return the knife to its sheath, then drop your left wrist over Sydney's slim thigh, scratching her cunt through the slit of her leather suit

Sydney halts her clumsy struggling and relaxes back in her chair, legs falling open, breasts heaving as you finger her pussy gently with gloved digits, stroking her swollen clit, digging a long finger into Sydney's damp hole.

"You like me playing with your cunnie, don't you, Sydney?"

"Umm hmm," moans Sydney into your palm, blue eyes glazed with lust as she grows wetter and wetter from your fondling.

You lick Sydney's throat and right cheek while you plunge your gloved digits into Sydney's soaked pussy, thrusting your fingers through her snatch harder and harder, burying your fingers to the knuckles in Sydney's gaping orifice. Sydney moans raggedly into your palm, she closes her thighs around your left wrist, her crotch is warm around your hand as you explore Sydney's cunt relentlessly, her musky juices quickly drenching your black glove and staining the sleeve of your uniform jacket.

"Orgasm whenever you want, Sydney," you coax the bound Danger Girl, inhaling the sweet aroma of her damp hair. You kiss Sydney's hot cheek, she moans softly into your hand, legs spreading open, crotch shuddering as she climaxes at your urging.

A gush of thick honey pours from Sydney's pussy when you slip your fingers free from her open sex. You raise dripping fingers to your lips and lick Sydney's nectar from your glove, her honey tastes sweet on your tongue.

"Would you like some?" you whisper, uncovering Sydney's gasping mouth.

Sydney turns her head to face you. You kiss Sydney passionately, and she returns your embrace, stroking your tongue with hers. You reluctantly release Sydney's warm lips, you offer her your honey-coated fingers, she smiles at you and opens her mouth, she licks her vaginal honey from your gloved digits.

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