Set in a seedy, smoke filled office, a private eye comes to tied to a chair with a gorgeous femme fatale standing over him.

Well... looks who's finally coming around. Good evening, detective.

Oh struggle all you want, I promise you're tied tightly to that chair. It's a good thing you keep some rope in your belly drawer, although I can't imagine you ever thought it would be used on you (chuckle).

Hey. Now if you don't button that chin I'll have to gag you, and I'd hate to get slobber all over my handkerchief. So keep quiet.

What's that? Who am I? (Laugh) Don't pretend you don't remember me. I know you couldn't keep your eyes off of me when you came by the club asking all those... questions. I took you for a flatfoot at first, but it turns out you're a private eye. At least, that's what it says on the door.

(Lighter clicking sound) Now, I asked around after and found out you've been visiting every bar and cathouse this side of the river, asking about a dame who was with Bugsy Brasco the night he got bumped. (Blows smoke) Now who would want to know something like that?

(Laugh) Oh, you don't know? Your client was anonymous huh? You can drop the veil kiddo, I know you know. And you're going. To. Tell. Me.

Aw there's no need for the silent treatment... we're on the same side of the street you know? Even if you can't see the entire picture. Brasco was a heel, I promise this city is cleaner now that he's brown bread.

I'll tell you what... if you tell me the name of your client, I'll make it worth your while. How? (Laugh) Oh don't play dumb with me detective. I made sure to take away your gun before I tied you up, but it looks like to me you're still packing heat.

There's no need to be shy, I know you've been staring down my dress ever since you woke up. (Softly) Do you want to see more detective? Do you want to see my pretty titties?

Oh, it's okay I don't mind. I can tell you've got hot pants for me. So let me just take off these straps and let it... fall to the ground. Better than a French postcard, isn't it? (Laugh) That's what I thought. You like peeping don't you detective? It's too bad you can't get your strong, rough hands all over me isn't it?

Now, let's see what I'm working with here.

(zipper sound) Oh, wow. How have been hiding this hard number? It's like a skyscraper, if you don't mind me saying. Does that feel good? Do you like feeling my hands on it, slowly stroking it? (Giggles) That's what I thought.

Now, if there's one thing I know, it's that even the toughest Gee's will sing like a canary when they need to cum. So, you tell me who hired you, and I'll make your toes curl.

No? Looks like you need a little encouragement. (Starts to suck) Mm, oh I love the look on your face right now. You don't like being teased do ya? Dicks like you need to get what you want, when you want it. Well too bad. I'm going to keep just gently sucking the head of your cock until you want to talk.

(Sucking noises)

Believe me, I can do this all day. Especially when it's a big, thick rod like this one. And I can cup your balls with my hand, gently massage them while I (sucking noises) just play with your cock...

Come on now detective... spill. (Laughing) Oh I can tell you want to. Might I'll have to tighten the screws a bit. Put you right on the edge until you can't think of anything other than blowing your load all over my face.

(Sucking more aggressively)

(Moans) Oh Mister detective, I love the way you moan when I take you in all the way. It's the most you've said so far (laugh). I guess that means this is working.

(Blowjob, deepthroating sounds)

Oh I can tell you're close... you really want to cum don't you? Squirt all over me with this big rod of yours. Well too bad. Until you give me a name, you're not getting anything. Maybe I'll go take some air while you think it over.

No? You really, really don't know huh? You were given an address to report to? Well... that's not completely unbelievable. Maybe you were just taken for a chump on a dead end case.

Hmm... I'll tell you what. If you promise to find out who hired you, I'll let you cum. (Giggle) Or I can just leave you here, tied up until the next damsel in distress walks in and finds you. Deal? Should we... shake on it? (Laugh)

Okay, well then let me get back to working on this big lug.

(Sloppy blowjob noises)

That's right... I want you to cum detective. (moan) I want you to shoot a nice, hot load of sticky cum all over me. That's right, go ahead, cum for me, right, now-

(Moaning) Oh. Well you certainly didn't disappoint. (Licking) Mm, let me clean myself up a little before I get going.

(Lighter flicking noise) What about you? Oh, here. I'll leave your knife on the table, I'm sure you can reach it. I'll be back soon to figure out what you've discovered, I'm sure we can figure out more... payment then.

Until then, detective.