First Time Interrogation
When we brought him to the open field, his fart hurts numerous animals and the citizens wanted to sue us.
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First
Time Interrogation
A
female camel was helping a male camel wearing SR200 Full Face Mask.
"Hubby,
promise me that you'll come back again."
"Don't
worry, honey, you'll see me again."
They
clasped in each other's arms.
"Honey,
I am leaving now."
"Good
luck, hubby."
Cold sweat
glistened on his furrowed brow. With hands clasped tightly in front of his
stomach he constantly fiddled with his knuckles, weaving his fingers in and out
of each other. He left the room after praying silently.
He
trudged along the pavement at a sedate pace, his mind focused on the gentle
footsteps that seemed to echo throughout the desolate corridor. Finally, he
reached the destination. "Amen." He murmured.
He stood in
front of the door. His eyes, large and black as the deepest night, shone with
no varying and uncertain lustre. Stretching out his right hand, he unlocked and
pushed open the wooden door. He strode to the room, after a little time he lost
his nervousness and began to feel himself again. It was natural to feel nervous because this was his
first time executing this kind of task.
There
was a male skunk hoisted to the ceiling. He was about five feet tall, with five
pack belly and his shaft was fully erected. His arms were separated and chained
to the floor. When the skunk saw the interrogator, he smiled evilly. "Your mask
won't save you," he murmured and farted silently.
Suddenly,
the interrogator's eyes almost popped out in surprise. His slender fingers
pressed into the skin of his forearms, nails biting in the layer of fine dust,
drawing beads of blood. His whole body shook, bones rattling in the constant
fear of the future that loomed before him. Heart pounding so hard against his
ribcage as his pulse pressed outward, jerking the veins within.
"Paramedic!
Officer down!" An officer shouted.
The interrogator
did not know how he got out from the room. The agents quickly opened all
windows to let the poisonous fart to escape. Immediately, animals that were resting
near the building fainted.
Ten minutes
later, the poisonous fart has been cleared from the hallway. The doctors
carried the fainted fur to a medical room. Luckily no animals were killed.
"Hubby!"
"Sam,
your husband is in coma but don't worry, he won't die. Please wait at the guest
room first, we are going to perform an operation to save his life," a female
barn-owl said softly.
Samantha
was exercising her horse when some agents visited her. This was her first time seeing
such beautiful cart. Soon, they reached a huge building.
"Samantha,
thanks for coming, I'm Alex."
After
they sat down on the sofa, Alex told Samantha about the male skunk. "We spent months to arrest John, but we can't interrogate him because
his fart is poisonous. We wanted to find out the pin number for his safe box in
the bank, we can't open it and we are not allowed to blast open it," he explained.
"Have
you tried to interrogate him under the water? Or in the open field? If you can
arrest him, you sure got a way to interrogate him."
Alex
sighed.
"An
agent was nearly killed by his fart under the water. When we brought him to the
open field, his fart hurts numerous animals and the citizens wanted to sue us. We
tried to block his tail hole but still useless. Since you are also a skunk, I think
you are immune to his fart."
"But
I have never done this before."
"It is very
simple, just ask for his pin number. If he rejects, torture him. So, which
torture devices you need?"
Torturing should be fun. Samantha
thought.
Samantha
hesitated for a moment, and then went on. "Give me a penis pump and don't blame
me if he dies."
Samantha
entered the Interrogate Room with a box on her hands. John saw a female skunk
entered the room without wearing a mask, he smiled evilly and farted secretly.
She smelled the fart but she did not faint.
Samantha
giggled. "Can't you see that I'm also a skunk? Your poisonous fart is useless
against me," she said triumphantly.
"I
don't know the pin number," John said with determination.
"Ok,
I'm not going to ask anymore," Samantha said with a smile.
Samantha took out the penis pump from the box and placed the
box on the floor. She turned John around and placed a chair before his groin. He
looked pale and shaken when he saw the device. She began to mount the pump onto
his skunk dick and then started pumping. As vacuum increased, the pressure
within the blood vessels of the penis increased as well.
John was trembling, and
his teeth were chattering with cold. He never used that device before but he
knew what would happen to his precious dick. Excessive or prolonged use (hours)
would cause permanent harm as over-enthusiastic pumping can burst blood vessels
and form blisters. Samantha did not
stop pumping, her purpose was to increase the girth, length, or erectile
rigidity of the penis. After his skunk dick was enlarged, it would become more
sensitive. And when it became more sensitive, he would feel more painful.
John's dick was getting
larger and the foreskin was slowly peeled down, now his dick became more vulnerable
without the skin protection. It looked like a real sausage without the skin.
His shaft was reddish and the artery was clearly seen. She refused to stop, very
soon they saw pre-cum on the tip of his mushroom head. "Please stop it! My dick
is going to kaboom!" he exclaimed.
"Pin number?" Samantha asked, laughing.
John surrendered
and gave Samantha the pin
number. She rushed out from the room to give Alex the pin number.
"Good
work! Now we can prevent a cold war from happening," Alex exulted.
"OOPS!
I forgot to turn off the pump," Samantha said suddenly.
At
that moment, there was a small explosion sound in the Interrogate Room.
One
hour later.
"Hubby,
I'm back!" Samantha shouted.
"So
fast? I thought it would take your whole day," a male skunk greeted his wife.
Samantha
nodded. "He's weak and he surrendered after I pumped his dick," she said with a
smile. "But I forgot to turn off the pump and so his poor dick...luckily he's still
alive."
They
fell into each other's arms lovingly.
"It's
not your fault, besides, he's a bad guy."
"Hubby,
they offered me to work as a part-time interrogator and they'll pay me
handsomely."
"Woot!
Let's go out to celebrate now."
Torturing is really fun! Samantha thought.
The end.