But since you are totally at my mercy right now, and since I still feelthat you deserve some payback. I'm just going to squeeze your big,beautiful tit...s for awhile."I was groaning in a low voice due to the stuffing in my mouth. Justthen, Cora noticed that there was a red ball behind the "O" ring."Did Cheryl stuff something in your mouth?" AARGH!" Let me see. They look like silk panties. You're eating her panties,aren't you?"I grunted once."Well let's get that hood off. I want to hear you whimper. The trained CIA interrogators could tell within the first half an hour that they weren't going to break this fanatic down. They were even doubtful that the usual 'just within the rules' techniques would do any good - the sleep deprivation, keeping the prisoner on their feet for hours, constant noise in the cell - all of these wouldn't affect her they judged."We could always try drugs," one operative suggested."It's always a risk, some of them are trained to cope with questioning under drugs. Luckily, for her, she hadn't hurt herself while doing those. The only thing that it had left behind, were some red streak marks on her left buttocks. He had shouted at her that she had to stop doing it, but she had just shrugged with her shoulders, while looking at her buttocks and had shouted back, "They still look fine to me!"And when Peter, who was in her team, had patted both her cheeks with his hand, he had shouted to the coach, "It's okay, Sir! They still feel fine to me!"Most of Sandra's. Near the end of the day Rebecca sought him out, “Time for the lesson that Melanie told you about. Follow me.” She took him to a small room that he hadn’t noticed before. There were several doors along the wall and she picked one that was marked with a green flag meaning it was available. One of the others was red so that must mean it was occupied. Inside was some soft lighting and a queen-size bed. There was also a chair and clothes hanger. Rebecca began disrobing matter-of-factly so Jeremy.