Interrogate

A dark holding cell. Sara Faye sits cuffed to a chair, bare skin against cold metal. Mark Davis circles, his cock already hard and thick. He grabs her hair, shoves his length down her throat until she gags, saliva spilling down her chin. She won’t talk, so he slaps her, then forces two fingers into her ass. She writhes. He frees her wrists only to bend her over, hands still bound behind her, and rams into her ass. Each thrust shakes the chair. He switches to her mouth again, drives deep, then back to her ass until she breaks. Her moans turn to begging. He keeps going, using her holes until he finishes down her throat. She swallows every drop, spent and silent.