He had been warned. Under any circumstances, do not allow yourself to be captured. Yet, there he was.
His body naked and bound. Wrists cuffed together and secured above his head. Legs spread, ankles locked into steel shackles bolted into the floor.
His heart pounded at the sound of heels clicking on the hard floor.
Their reputation was legendary, their tactics knew no bounds. No man could resist them, and eventually their prisoner always broke.
He strained futilely at his restraints as thoughts of being at their mercy flooded his mind. He looked on helplessly as they confidently approached, smirking, surrounding their captive.
Soft curves pressed seductively against his chest, while more leaned into his back. He felt hands roaming over his bound flesh, caressing, arousing, his body unable to resist responding.
A voice whispered in his ear. "This can go however you like, honey. Tell us what we want to know from the start and we can make this easy for you."
Another voice in his other ear. "Or, you can try to resist if you like and things will go.... differently."
A soft hand wrapped around his cock and began to sensually stroke. "Just know, the end result will be the same either way. Eventually, you will tell us what we want to know."
Another hand slipped between his legs from behind, capturing his balls, gently kneading and toying with them.
"Mmm hmm," she purred in agreement, her hand beginning to squeeze slightly harder. "You will most definitely talk, baby. The only question is... how difficult do you want to make this on yourself?"
The two women shared a knowing grin at the sound of his barely audible groan. With one hand skillfully working his stiffening cock toward the edge and another gently pleasuring his balls his hips had already begun to move involuntarily, writhing in rhythm with their seductive ministrations.
They took their time, slowly, patiently working him to the edge, then stopping, denying him his release. A moment later, he felt the sensations resume, his body once again feeling the sensation of an orgasm slowly building within him.
They smiled at his soft moan of pleasure, nodding to one another. A mouth sucked teasingly on his earlobe, her voice whispering, "Ready to start, baby? All you need to do is cooperate and we can make this sooo good for you."
His eyes glazed over as a tongue softly teased and probed his other ear, her voice murmuring, "Mmm hmm, tell us what we want... and we'll give you what you want."
Their hands stopped, once again abandoning him, leaving him denied and frustrated once more.
A moment later the soft, knowing hands resumed, but this time... the questions began.
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