The room looked like a dungeon. It was one of those dreary-looking basements with concrete walls and that slight, pervasive smell of dampness which never went away. Sofia lay on a wide, sturdy oak table, her wrists and ankles spread out and firmly bound to each corner. The beautiful Latina was naked. Her expressive brown eyes were wild with fear. Her short mass of luxuriant brown hair was all disheveled. Above her stood a man, maybe 6'3 or 6'4. He had dark eyes, light skin, and one thing was for sure - he was all muscle.
The interrogator's name was Max, and he was naked too. He circled the table like a predator intently watching his prey. His hand reached out, fondling Sofia's left breast. Sofia went very still, her eyes meeting his.
"Please, Sir...let me go. You can't keep me here."
Max's smile was like a dark promise. He leaned over, flicking his tongue across her other nipple. Meanwhile his hand skimmed down her flat belly to the apex of her thighs. He began gently stroking her sex as he suckled on her nipple. She bit her lip, stifling the moan that wanted to come out.
"Please...stop..." she said with a quavering voice. He slowly drew his mouth off of her breast and fisted one hand in her messy, gleaming mass of hair as he forced her head up and brought his face inches from hers.
"Then tell me, bitch. Where did you hide the diamonds?"
Sofia whimpered. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't play dumb with me," the man snarled. He slapped her across the face - not hard, just firmly enough to startle her. Then his eyes softened and he strode around to the other side of the table. He leaned between her legs. His teeth gently caught her clit and he sucked on it hard. She shivered until he let up for a moment.
"Let's see if I can convince you to talk. First we'll try the carrot...then we'll try the stick," her captor murmured. Sofia squirmed in her bonds as the man's tongue made lazy circles around her labia before darting into her tight, warm slit. He lackadaisically licked her soft folds and then, gradually, picked up the pace. His tongue sent little jolts through her joy nub as he slowly intensified his attentions. His hands stroked her hips, her thighs, the smooth skin of her belly - and all the while he tenderly laved her young pussy, giving it the care and attention of a lover rather than a brutal captor.
Sofia began to breathe faster than she wanted to. She began to feel things...not entirely against her will. Her chest heaved as her fluids trickled out onto her captor's tongue—into her captor's mouth.
"Please...don't..." she sighed. It was a sigh filled with the anguish of uncertainty though. There was an undertone of reluctant pleasure.
"Don't what?" the man growled between flicks of his tongue. "Don't make you CUM? You want me to stop, then tell me where the diamonds are."
"I can't," she half-moaned. He had inserted two fingers into her pussy now. He was finger-fucking her as his tongue coiled around her clitoris. He sucked on it, battered it with his tongue fiercely, then sucked on it more fervently than ever as his fingers plowed into her moistening snatch.
"Uuhhhh!" she moaned plaintively.
"Mmm. You taste lovely, whore. Now CUM for me. Let me drink more of your sweet juices." He upped his attentions to a tender ferocity which knew no limits. His mouth dove between her cunt lips, sucking and cajoling with a fervency she couldn't hope to withstand. The curvy, slender, and helpless young woman could only moan and writhe in her bonds as the orgasm crushed her like an avalanche. Her cunt's spasms joined her long, drawn-out cry. The girl's fluids streamed onto her captor's tongue. He lapped up her cunt cream happily, greedily. Seductively. He waited until the last of her convulsions had fully subsided before he stood up again. His lips and chin glistened with the evidence of her pleasure.
He licked his chops and then walked around to the head of the table. She was still panting, recovering from the intensity of her climax. He leaned over her, giving the girl a long, fervent kiss so that she could taste her own fluids. Now he drew back. He just stared at her, idly caressing her tits.
"Well, girl? I have been gentle. Now TELL ME. Where did you hide the diamonds you stole from my employer?"
Sofia looked at the man's face, all handsome yet cruel at the moment because of the demanding expression which turned that same face into a series of hard, rigid angles.
"I...I can't tell you," she whispered.
"Can't? Can't or won't?! Ungrateful bitch." He slapped her across the face again, slightly harder this time, still not hard enough to leave a mark. Then he reached down, smacking his open palm hard across her cunt lips. She yelped as the sting tore through her loins. Then she yelped louder as he reached down and pinched both of her nipples hard.
"AAAHHH!!"
"You don't respond to gentle coaxing, bitch? Fine. Then we'll do this the HARD way." He retrieved a riding crop with a harsh, resin-coated ribbing on the end. He brought the crop— SMACK—down onto the girl's exposed pussy.
"AAAYY!" There followed a loud, continuous cadence of slaps each time the crop came down with merciless swiftness onto Sofia's helpless sex. Every time, she whimpered or groaned as the crop slammed into her cunt. Her tits shook as she writhed in her bonds too, as the crop dominated her pussy completely despite her pleas for mercy. This went on for maybe 15 minutes. The strokes were firm but not as hard as her captor could have managed. They were designed to torment, and torment they did. Soon her cunt was just slightly swollen and sore. She was breathing fast, and her pussy had never felt so sensitive now as the man gently fingered his handiwork.
"Aaaahhh. Please, it's so sore," she groaned as his fingertips gingerly traced the outline of her labia. She glanced down at his cock, all nine and a half inches. It was so hard, veins popping out with need along its rigid surface.
"You want relief, bitch? Then tell me what I need to know. You stole the diamonds, but you were caught before we could find where you've stashed them. TALK, little bitch. Tell me what I need to know and this can all stop. Then, maybe, I'll let you go."
Sofia looked at him forlornly. "No. I'll never tell you. Never," she said stubbornly.
The tall, muscular man's eyes glinted with a determination that would have scared most women. "Never is a long time, bitch. I think you need a hard cock inside you to help jog your memory." He mounted the table and positioned the bulbous head of his cock at her opening. Slowly, calmly, he guided his shaft into her tight slit. Sofia groaned as she felt the fullness of that cock filling her to the brim, sliding in deep like a sword, with her as the helpless, feminine sheath. She moaned as his body covered hers like a hot blanket, his powerful muscles moving as he began to establish a rhythm—fucking her. His mouth found hers. He kissed her passionately with one hand fisted in her hair, forcing her lips to rub up against his.
Sofia returned the kiss tenfold, her tongue attacking his right back as she felt his hard, rigid shaft spearing deep inside her wetness.
"Uhhhh!!" she moaned. Her sex loved the feel of his dick pumping through her, awakening new sensations. Her cunt lips were sore from the slaps of the crop, but that just made all the sensations that much more intense as his crotch ground against her, as he stretched her cunt with each deep and thorough fuck.
"Aaahhhh. Your cunt squeezes me like a glove, bitch. You like being raped, don't you?"
Without thinking about what she was saying, Sofia just gave in. "Yes...fuck me. Rape me," she sighed. She kissed him hungrily, her body responding to his thorough thrusts. She used what little slack the ropes allowed to grind her cunt into his thrusts. She moved her hips and fucked him right back, as much as she was allowed. Meanwhile his breaths were rising, reaching a crescendo of need as she felt his penis straining deep inside her slit. He was getting closer. So close. His grunts were getting fiercer as his balls slapped against her inner thighs with each pulverizing thrust. He was fucking her so deep now, giving her every inch of his iron-hard shaft.
She was moaning loudly too. Now, as he fucked her in a flurry of brutal thrusts, he growled in her ear.
"Tell me, bitch. Where are they? Where did you hide diamonds? Tell me RIGHT NOW or I'll come inside your pussy and maybe get you pregnant. You don't want that, do you? Hmm? Then TELL ME what I want to KNOW."
He growled these words at her, and the gorgeous Latina's moans reached new heights. She moaned plaintively. "No...don't come inside me. Please." But her eyes said something else. Her whole body sang with this impulsive, lust-fueled need that urged something quite different. Sofia's pleading, lust-filled eyes practically screamed 'Fuck me! Fill my pussy with your cum, you bastard!' as he pounded into her now.
