Seeking Advice: What Should Happen Next? - M/F Interrogation Fantasy [Edging and Sub/Dom]

Introduction: I wrote this a while ago and I was never able to finish it. I’d love to hear your ideas and suggestions as to what you think should happen next as I’m a bit stuck.

Lil had spent months drawing Adam away from his vanilla diet toward more exotic tastes, awakening his darker and dominant seeds, cultivating him. And now, finally, he’s grown enough confidence to try something new, something that even Lil was a little curious and nervous about. Adam explained the idea of a game for them to play, where Lil would ultimately be in control, but that may seem a bit ‘out there’ at first. She had asked him if this was something he had seen or was adapting something he had read? He said “no”, that this was just something that felt right in all the wrong sort of ways.

Adam led her to a room he had prepared specially for the occasion, the lights were dimmed all bar one small area. A bright spotlight shone directly on a table and crotchless chair, the rest of the room was shrouded in darkness. This had obviously been something Adam had been preparing for some time and he had truly committed himself to this particular play. Curiously, bizarrely, the table was covered with a series of photographs distributed in a grid. As Lil was guided closer, she saw that each photo was of a face, ‘what the fuck is this?’ She thought. Beyond vanilla was one thing, but this is weird. Lil’s heart began beating harder and faster, partly from the excitement that Adam had finally begun exploring his darkseed, but also nervous because this was new, unfamiliar and strange.

“I want you to choose one of these pictures”, said Adam, in a voice which pushed his chords to a deeper, raspier tone. “Does it matter which one?’ asked Lilly bemused. “It doesn’t matter which”, replied Adam, “just mark the one you’ve chosen on the back with an x” handing her a thick red pen. “And then what?” Lilly replied nervously. “Then turn it back around so I don’t know which one it is”. Inside, Lil sighed slightly, this was starting to become underwhelming, akin to a shit magic trick or something, what could have possibly be planning? “Then take off everything, and I mean everything, except your blouse.” Lil raised an eye brow as her expectations leaped. “I want full access to all of you” he said, staring deep into her eyes. ‘Owkay’ Lil replied slowly. “I’ll be back shortly, you get yourself ready”. Adam turned away, and pace from the light into the darkness, leaving Lil to peer down at the faces staring back at her. Some were old, some in their 20s, men, women, white, black, asian, all sorts of different people were waiting to be chosen. One in particular caught her eye, it was a youngish girl with flaming red hair, curled and flowing over her shoulders. She looked shy and nervous, and under the picture was a name: ‘Eleanor’. Lil picked up the photograph and obediently drew a large, thick, red X on the back. Turned it back around and returned it to its place on the table. Lil looked around, but Adam was absent, she wondered if he was watching her, waiting for his moment.

She nervously began to undress, knowing that she was being watched, but lot sure from where. She unbuckled her jeans and slid them down her legs. Picking them up to fold them neatly out of the way. She slid off her socks and unhooked her bra, assuming that was the instruction provided and finally lowered her panties in a quick short motion, taking one last look around before placing them with the rest of her clothing. She sat on the chair, feeling its cold leather under her thighs and the air underneath her. She felt completely exposed, accessible, and she fucking loved it. Lil placed her forearms on the arms of the chair as Adam reappeared. His attire remained unchanged but his face had a seriousness and intensity she had rarely seen before. In his had were two short lengths of rope. “Let me explain the game” he said, pushing voice down as low as it could go. “You know who the spy is, I don’t”, he explained, moving around to the otherside of the chair extending one of the pieces of rope. “I am going to try make you tell me who it is, and you must resist” he paused, “the game stops when you tell me who it is.” Adam looked away to her wrists, draping one piece of rope in position. “If you lie to me, things are going to get a whole more intense. The more you lie, the more intense things will get.” As he spoke, he bound her wrists to the arms of the chair. The binding was tight, but not uncomfortable, this was clearly something he had been practising. “Do you understand?”. Lil paused briefly, this made sense, it was a kind of interrogation fantasy, but actually, she had complete control. Adam will essentially follow her direction for more or for less, she wondered just how far he would go. She liked the element of competition in this fantasy, it gave her a thrill, how long could she hold out, could she actually beat him at his own game? And if things got too scary she had her safe word; ‘Elenour’. She trusted Adam completely to abide by this cardinal rule, the play stops when the safe word is uttered. “I understand” she replied confidently.

“What do I call you?” She asked meekly. “My name doesn’t fucking matter, it’s my responsibility to get you to tell me what you know”. Lil took a sharp intake of breath, realising that the game had begun. She was his captive, under his control. She was nervous but not scared. They had both discussed each other boundaries many times before, and to be frank, Adam’s limit was far more shallow than hers, but this was far more than she had expected; Adam’s darkness had begun to bloom.

“Who is the spy?” Adam pushed the table to one side, grabbed her arms with either hand, lent over her authoritatively, and looked deep into her eyes. “Tell me, and this will all be over”. Lil looked away instinctively, Adam’s gaze was intense and foreboding, “I don’t know” she whispered. “You’re lying”, he replied, “I know that you know, and I will make you tell me.” Adam placed his hand gently at the base of her neck. He felt her heart pounding, her chest expanding and contracting vehemently, deeply, her expectations growing and growing. Forcefully, destructively, Adam ripped his hand down her blouse, tearing the buttons which retained each side leaving his hand hanging achingly close to her pelvis. The action was so quick and so powerful she barely felt the tug at her back as the fabric gave way. Her breasts burst out, her nippples barely covered by the remaining rags. She felt them harden, her breasts swelling in anticipation. Adam’s hand remained hand low, swinging, brushing against her. Lil felt a pulse race downwards, a throbbing as the blood flowed around her body, exciting every nerve ending, focussing towards her centre. She felt tingling beads of sweat begin to form around her neck and her heart beat throbbing across every passageway.

“You know” Adam softened, “we don’t have to do this the hard way.” Lil looked at him, confused. Adam’s eyes became reassuring. “You cooperate with me, and maybe I’ll cooperate with you”. Adam moved his hand to grasp at her inner thigh. “I don’t have to be cruel”, his hand began moving upward, “we could just…” his hand drew ever closer, “help each other, you know?”, Adam reached her, split his fingers and slowly, teasingly, began gently massaging the outside of her labia. “You do something for me, maybe I do something for you”. ‘Fuck’ thought Lil, ‘that’s not fair’, she felt him tease her, carefully avoiding her clit, staying completely outside of her, ‘fuck me, I want him to fuck me, fuck me hard’. She felt a pressure, an intensity start to build inside of her, and a frustration in response to this gentle but selective touch. Her hips instinctively began to sway in a contrary motion to his fingers, signalling to him to touch her, to slide inside of her, to take her. “Or…” he said, pausing to look once again upon her face, looking helpless in response to his touch. “The hard way”, he pulled his hand back, grabbed her nipple and squeezed hard, the pressure leaped inside of her, there was pain and it was pleasure. Lil gasped loudly, surprised by both the speed at which he had seized her tight hard nipple and tightness of his grin. Adam pulled slightly, demonstrating his power to Lil, goading her to deceive him.

“So what’s in going to be?” He asked, releasing his grip and standing to attention. Lil continued to pant as he gliding to stand behind her. He arched himself over, reached his arms around her to hold her breasts. He lowered his head to her shoulders, she could feel his breath upon her neck as he whispered, “are you going to be my obedient little informant?”. Her body ached ‘yes’ to give into his touch as he held and caressed her breasts. But ‘fuck that’ she thought, I’m not giving in so easily, I won’t be your rat, I can hold out’, besides she desperately wanted to find out far Adam was going to drift into the forbidden arts.

Adam continue to massage her breasts, clamping her nipples between his fingers, his mouth hovered over that special spot between her neck and shoulder, he knew her body well and was tantalising her senses. “I’m not telling you anything”, she sounded in a breath. Adam instantaneously released his grip, and paced around to the front. “So you’re going to make me tease it out of you?” His frown relaxed to a grin, as he arched forward and placed his hands on her knees. He stared directly into her eyes, her breasts growing and suppressing with her breaths. His gazes remained fixed as he forcefully spread her legs, his grip tightening on her knees. He slides his hand up her thigh and began lowering himself downwards. His head stops at her chest, as softly kisses her breast, running his tongue over her nipple before sucking it into his mouth. She felt his fingers resume that rubbing of outside of her labia, but this time the palm of his hand was brushing gently against her hooded clit. She felt her groin warming responding to his touch, the motion of his fingers became smoother as she oozed for him to enter. A sting of pain shot out her back as Adam clamped down on her nipple with his teeth, his palm rested firmly against her clit. Instinctively, Lil jerked her hands from the chair to grab his hair and thrust his head between her legs, but they remained firmly tied, leaving her with nothing to do but squirm.

Feeling her body writhe in response, Adam lowered himself still further, removing his hand before placing it on her hip. He jolted her forward pulling her closer to his face which was now place directly between her legs. He extended his tongue and placed it at the base of her vagina, in a slow teasing motion, used it to split apart her labia which only moments ago were being massaged together. Her juices flowed as Adam’s tongue came to greet her clit. He kissed it, then licked it, then opened his mouth to suck against while vigorously flicking his tongue back and forth. This is no torture, this is heaven, Lil gripped the chair tightly as she felt two of Adam’s fingers slide inside of her. Soon, so soon? She felt her climax building already, the anticipation had been too much. The throbbing intensified, she could feel it almost touch with her mind. She gripped on to her orgasm bring it forward to the front of her consciousness, Adam thrust his fingers deep inside her whilst flicking his tongue ferociously against her clit. ‘There, just there’, Lil was willing Adam to take her, to help her explode, she thrust her hips forwards and back to exaggerate the sensation still further. ‘This is no torture’, she thought, ‘this is fucking heaven, why would I tell him anything?’ Her head tilted to one side, as it built, and built. It’s here, it’s coming, I’m about to… as Adam pulled away, Lil panting desperately trying to hold orgasm as it faded too far to keep. “What? What the fuck? Why did you stop?” She explained. Adam looked up at her, and with a cold grin asked “who is the spy, Lil?”

‘Fuck, fuck’ she thought, this is torture, ‘please let me fucking cum’. She briefly considered yelling the name, and demanding he continue, but that would be giving in. “Fuck you” she spat. Adam responded forcefully, burying his face back into her crotch. ‘Oh fuck, here it comes again’ his technique was flawless, his fingers sliding in and out of her, over and over. Did she upset him? Does he feel guilty? She pants, her orgasm comes rushing back to her, it’s within reach, she can feel it. Adam opens his mouth wide and sucks on her hard, rotating his tongue in figure of eight around her clit. ‘Oh fuck, that’s intense, that’s incredible’, Lil’s hands clawed as she gripped the chair, burying her nails into the leather. ‘It’s here, I’m about to…, yes, yes’, Adam pulls away again. “Aaaarrggghhhh” she yells in frustration, as Adam rises, releases his trousers and buries his throbbing cock deep down her throat. Lil couldn’t hold it, he had brought her body to the very brink, but her mind tipped her over the edge. She came, with no further touch from his hand or his tongue. Her orgasm spiked and dulled far too quickly, she groaned taking his manhood deep down her throat. He held it there, gripping her hair tightly. He could feel her explosion, intense and then muted, it did not leave her satisfied, it was not enough, nowhere near enough.

“Tell me who it is!” he roared. Lil panted, gasping for air. “Ok, ok, I’ll tell you.” Adam stood back in surprise, had he pushed things too far already? He was confident her threshold was far higher than this, but he had never before denied her a proper orgasm. Lil looked to the table, questioning her decision. If she just tells him maybe he will plunge his thick cock deep inside of her and bring her to a true climax. “I’ll tell you” she repeats, still breathless, her chest pounding. “It’s Evalyn” she says, “the spy, it’s Evalyn”. Adam took a step back, he had pushed her too far. He turned his shoulder to the table, glances over the faces and comes across the name, Evalyn. His cock was still exposed, statue in the air. He glides a hand over to pick up the picture, turned it around. Nothing. Adam grinned deviously, turning back to look at Lil. “Ok.” He said… let’s take this up a notch….