Sherlocks Interrogation

I've never heard of a detective interrogating a perp like this. Hurt or scare the bitch until she gives up the information, sure. But pleasing her over and over again?  I ain't telling him shit.

Still sat on his blue and gold patterned cushion in the corner of the room, he continued to direct his companion Daz.

"Now that she's completely naked, spread her legs wider until her ankles reach the hooks. Use the ties to secure them."

Daz accomplished this quickly, backing away to leave me completely naked, wet and my limbs tied to the four hooks protruding from the ground.

Holmes then crawls forward. Kneels between my legs and raises two fingers in front of his face as if examining them.

"Last chance Crystal." he murmurs. "Anything to tell me?"

Ha, as if I'd give some decent orgasms up. "I promise you.  I know nothing Mr."

With that statement,  he quickly inserts his fingers into his mouth and sucks. That alone has me clenching. Before I can get too impatient,  he removes his fingers and pushes them into my hot dripping core.

He finger fucks me roughly and quickly. Bringing me to orgasm quickly.

Still recovering from his skilled fingers, the pounding inside of me is replaced by something larger.

I raise my head as much as possible to see Daz now thrusting a large purple dildo inside of me. Bringing nearly the whole length out to slam it straight back in. He's fucking me with no mercy. I come again. And again.

Holmes approaches again, and slips a small silver item from his pocket.

He shows it me before slipping it onto my sensitive clit. It vibrates. It's so strong, I orgasm within seconds of it touching me. He smirks, but doesn't remove it. He watches me.

After another 4 orgasms, I beg. My words slurred I try to tell him the information he wants to hear.

Holmes puts his mouth to my ear while his companion continues to pound my aching pussy with the silicone cock.

"Too late Crystal. I told you it was your last chance."

"He then gently slips my lacy thong into my open moaning mouth. Pushing the whole peice of fabric in so that it serves as a gag.

I watch in pure sexual torment as he goes back to the blue and gold patterned cushion to enjoy the rest of the show...