Ponytail Express
Chapter 13: Interrogation Techniques
With Oni about to impale herself on his diamond hard erection, Fred was struck by a pair of truths. First, the interrogation of Tandy. In the movies, it was standard fare for both good and bad guys to intimidate and torture the prisoner. For Fred and crew, wanton, hedonistic sex was required. With Oni's juicy pussy inches from his spit-greased cock, along with Deb locked in a passionate embrace with Mia while they played a game of tonsil hockey, the wanton aspect was covered. The hedonistic part was Tandy, tied to a chair while eating Deb's pussy.
The second truth concerned the developing nature of his pheromones. His bodily fluids performed their magic on the biochemical makeup of a woman, convincing them he was the most desirable male on the planet. His pheromones incorporated elements of each woman's scent, adding to his, creating a "super scent". Recent urges led him to fear this new super-scent was influencing him.
The silken voice of Oni brought him out of his reverie.
"Now Fred, you need to keep your cock hard so it can properly kiss my womb."
Her voice, prompted by a look at her body along with a whiff of her signature scent, sufficed hardening his cock. He watched a magic trick as his dick disappeared into Oni's needy pussy.
"mmmmhhhhhfffffred!"
Her voice was music to his ears. Their eyes locked as she slid herself down his rod, her dark eyes normally piercing, now needful, pleading.
"So good!" she cried, emitting a cross between a laugh and a sob.
"Fuck, you're so tight, Oni."
"Almost. There." She said between moans of pleasure.
Fred grabbed the exotic vision by the ass while the other held her hand. By exerting pressure on her ass, he could further invade her tight crevice.
"Mold my pussy into the shape of your dick, Fred," she begged, tears rolling down her cheeks. Goosebumps dotted her flesh. Their hands squeezed each other tightly.
"Fuck, you're so sexy, Oni."
She blinked in rapid succession, her body spasming in orgasm. Legs buckling, she bottomed out, her ass kissing Fred's balls with a wet, slapping thump, causing her to cry out in sexual bliss.
Fred leaned forward, embracing her with one arm, since Oni had his other in a death grip as she rode out her orgasm. Her pussy spasmed, squeezing his cock in all the right places, causing him to swell with desire.
He nuzzled her neck, kissing it wetly before bouncing her on his cock, applying a short staccato rhythm, using quick strokes while keeping her as completely full of him as possible. The noises Oni made were like mana from heaven, urging him onward. The exotic vision turned her mouth into Fred's neck, kissing, biting, and moaning as he rearranged her insides. Her second orgasm, unaware her first wasn't over yet, approached like a freight train.
Fred's own orgasm was imminent. Enjoying full control of Oni's body, he kept administering short, swift strokes, his rhythm gradually increasing. His balls slapped her pretty, heart-shaped ass.
"My life for you, Fred," she murmured into his neck reverently.
After that, Oni descended into a nonsensical version of both English and her native language.
Close by, Mia whinnied in orgasm, but Fred's focus was solely on impregnating Oni. With a last thrust of his rod, he grunted, releasing his seed into the willing broodmare's channel. She cried into his neck, overwhelmed by her second orgasm tearing through her. Still quivering from orgasmic aftershocks, Fred saw those dark eyes fill with emotion as she attempted to regain her composure, staring at him. Fred's cock was still embedded inside her, still hard.
"I love you so much, Fred."
"Do you love me so much you'll do whatever I want?"
She looked at him through exhausted, satisfied, adoring eyes. All she could do was nod.
"You'll make an excellent mother, Oni."
She smiled wearily.
"Thank you for your cum, my Love."
Not far away, Deb's high-pitched keening accompanied their moment.
"It's time, Oni."
"Are we going to fuck again, Love?" she asked, moving her hips around his member with a sigh.
"Not exactly," he said, moving to get up with her still wrapped around him. "We're going to interrogate Tandy now. And I'll need your help."
"Anything for you, Love."
Fred realized he should have been completely wiped out, but every submissive action seemed to energize him. With Oni clinging to him, Fred ambled to where the prisoner's "torture" was taking place, his cock still hard inside Oni, who moaned softly with every step.
Mia and Deb had moved their coupling to the floor directly in front of the lawyer. The fit blond was on all fours with her back arched, offering her ass to Mia, who had her tongue directly up Deb's anus. Three of Mia's fingers were currently sawing in and out of Deb's pussy. It was a train Fred wanted to get on, but it was interrogation time. The firm of Yull, Petechons and Graham were no doubt on their way.
There was a sudden relief when he extricated his cock from the sweet confines of the exotic beauty's sodden muff. He kissed her once more while setting her down, drawing a sweet moan when he scooped his cum out of her with two fingers.
"Tandy, here's a treat. Tell me how this tastes." She practically dove at his two fingers, eagerly sucking and licking the tasty treat.
"It tastes like sweet Italian creamer in my morning coffee," she said in amazement.
Fred was having trouble focusing on the interrogation, with Mia rimming Deb close by. He noticed Oni barely registered the lewd act playing out near them. Her attention was fixed on him.
"Oni, please get dressed and check on our other prisoners."
His order snapped her out of her post-coital bliss.
"Yes, my Love."
Fred wondered at this new version of Oni materializing from the old. He feared he might have to make adjustments.
"Please let me suck your cock, Fred," Tandy blurted. "I'll do anything you want. You can untie me or leave me tied up if that's your kink. Please, let me suck that incredible looking thing."
Fred automatically moved, straddling the sitting lawyer, offering his cock. It was a deal she couldn't refuse.
"Start with the balls," he said.
He watched as she enthusiastically went to work on cleaning the mess he'd made of Oni's vagina. Her tongue felt great, almost soothing. Perfumes, lotion, and soap couldn't hide her natural scent from the mental catalog he kept of his women. She looked up at him as her tongue moved up his hard shaft to the glans.
"Oh God," she moaned. "Soo good!" her mouth clamped down on his rod as she blew him.
Just when she'd built up a steady rhythm, Fred pulled away, backing off.
Bewildered, she looked at him like he just struck her.
"Tandy, as of now, you'll do what I say. If you don't, you won't get any more dick. Understand?"
"Yes, Fred," she obeyed in an almost whining tone.
"Address me as sir, Tandy."
"Yes, sir," she stammered. It had taken a matter of minutes to transform this woman into a willing servant. Fred could smell her subservience; he didn't know whether to be impressed or frightened.
"Mia, Deb, I hate to say this, but you need to break it up. We have to get going. Deb, where is Tandy's cell? Oh, there it is."
Fred untied Tandy's bonds as Deb and Mia quickly untangled themselves.
