INTERROGATION - Femdom Story

»Has the creature spoken yet?«

The voice was soft and gentle, almost tender. Somehow it didn’t quite fit into the oppressive environment of the interrogation cell. As if it belonged to a higher, angelic being.

The sound of high heels clicking drew closer. A female doctor entered the room.

Her voice was worthy of her appearance. She looked angelic with her fair skin, deep blue eyes and blonde bob haircut. She was quite young, probably just out of medical school. Yet, as a medical doctor she automatically held the the rank of a commissioned officer and was greeted as such by everyone in the room. Unlike other policewomen and female soldiers, who always maintained a cold and strict demeanor, she seemed relaxed, even casual. Her lab coat was unbuttoned, revealing a stylish leather pencil skirt and matching leather high heeled boots.

She seemed genuinely interested in everything around her. It was obvious to anyone present this was her first time supervising the prisoner interrogation. Her expression was whimsical, almost mischievous.

“The creature has indeed spoken, Ma’am. But he hasn’t actually told much”

A young Asian policewoman turned towards the doctor, careful not to loose the balance as she was standing on her prisoners chest.

“He is a noisy fellow. He screams a lot, begs for mercy and wows to become my faithful slave. What he does not do, however, is answering my questions”.

“The creature should probably save its breath”, the doctor smiled as she slowly walked around the metal contraption which held the prisoner in place. “No need for wows. He will spend the rest of his days as a slave, deep bellow the surface if I am not mistaken. I don’t believe it will see the light of day ever again. But first, we need it to speak.”

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