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She had at all times been told that her smile had a way of brightening a room. This usually had the effect that she wanted and got her the information that she needed when working a case. Plus, it didn’t hurt that spending so much time in the gym had left her with a firm and fit body that tended to attract all sorts of lustful thoughts.
She was hoping to use this specific benefit with the informant she was on the way to meet. Apparently, there was a meeting coming up and she desperately needed to know when that was
gonna occur. Otherwise, her investigation into the Black Dogs would be severely hampered. They were a new gang in the neighborhood that had started to extort local businesses.
Soon enough she was at her informant’s door, and after a couple of knocks her informant, Derrick, opened the door. He was wearing loose fitting clothes that looked comfortable but didn’t hide the
decent shape of his body.
“Can I come in?”
“Uh…sure…of course.” He managed making way for her to enter.
She strode into his living room allowing him to get a long look at her ass, which her yoga pants highlighted. She knew that was a weakness of his and was more than eager to exploit it. She looked over her shoulder and beckoned him to follow.
She sat down on the couch and asked, “So you have news for me?”
“Uh…yeah. I found out about a meeting coming up, and I thought you would want to know about it.”
She waited for him to continue, but her patience was tested by him constantly staring at her. Finally, she grew tired of him drooling at her and decided that if she ever wanted to get the information and get out of there then she needed to take charge of the situation.
She looked around his apartment until she saw a chair that would suit her needs.
“Sit.”
He followed her finger to his desk chair. “Ummm, what?”
“You heard me.”
As he sat down she got up and started walking towards his bedroom. “Stay.”
“Uhh…why are you going in there, I don’t have any”
She interrupted him, “Unless you’re going to tell me what I want to know then you can just be patient.”
She searched his room until she found enough to tie him up with. “We’re gonna play a game.
Since you seem so incapable of talking, I’m gonna remove all distractions for you.” With that she took one of his arms and brought it around this back. After starting a knot on the first wrist she brought his other arm back to join the first.
“Ummm…what’s going on?” his nervousness tinged with excitement.
As she finished binding his arms, she whispered into his ear, “Having a little fun.”
She then wrapped one of his shirts over his head, being careful to leave his mouth free. “I want you to be able to talk. I still need to know about this meeting.”
His breathing quickened.
She grabbed one leg at a time and pulled them backwards connecting each one to the binding around his arms. Once she was certain that he couldn’t escape she turned towards him, “How long do you think you can hold out?”
“W-what?’’
She enjoyed the fear creeping into his voice. “You seemed be having trouble speaking, so I thought we could play a game to see how long you can keep from telling me.”
“O-oh….uhhh…” He inhaled sharply when he felt her hand touch his chest.
Slowly she pulled his shirt forward while grasping the scissors from his desk. She slowly began to cut the stained and smelly shirt from his torso revealing his too large gut underneath. Hopefully he will use the opportunity to buy better clothes.
She could hear his breath quicken and the binding begin to strain as he began to test it.
“No, no, not yet. I’ve not finished having fun yet.”
The whimper escaping from his lips brings a smile to hers.
She brings her mouth close enough to smell his breath, “Are you ready to talk yet?”
His confusion amused her as she backed up, his struggling stopped for the moment. Again, she surveyed the room, but didn’t see any candles, that fun would have to wait. She would remember to
bring some in the future.
The bulge in his pants indicated that he was enjoying her interrogation. This may not be a bad way to get information after all.
Her fingernails raked across his torso leaving red bands behind them.

“Are you ready to talk?” she hissed.
His answer came like a moan, “yesss…”
She gently placed her arms around his neck, as she pressed her chest into his before pulling his earlobe into her mouth. “Tell me what I came here for.”
“Th-there’s a meeting at the bath house downtown.”
“When?” She blew in his ear.
“The fifteenth…I don’t know what time.”
“Who?” She asked before her tongue traced his ear.
“One of the lieutenants is meeting one of the guys they bought, I don’t know which one, someone in the government…”
“Good boy.” She said before wrapping her arms around him and biting his earlobe once more eliciting a deep groan from him.
As she rose, she noticed the wet spot on the front of his pants. This was easier than I wondered, perhaps I could do this to him again.
As she loosened his knots she whispered, “Thank you for your help. I’ll let myself out.”

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