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INTERROGATION

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In the interrogation room by cenart.
"All right women, we'll start by you naming your associates. No? Then you'll be whipped all over your naked body: ass, boobs even your feet. But I'll start with your cunt." The captain reached for a long, braided rawhide flogger and held it up before the terrified eyes of his prisoner.
That will surely help the memory.
 
A fantasy of mine, especially applicable to the fierce, shrill, militant political activist type. Is that the sexual breaking becomes not just a tool of interrogation, but the end in itself. Like what better way to ensure that a political dissident will never be a threat again than to make her a sexual submissive to the hulking muscular Fascist Masters. Not to mention the demoralzing affect of showing off a tamed mindbroken revolutionary leader to her followers.

She takes herself so seriously, thinking only of politics and the cause. Daring not to betray her comrades, holding out, not betraying information. When she, her mind, her body, her sexuality is the real target all along. Enduring the torture, the pain, the ravishings. Sacrificing her own personal dignity, thinking she is buying time for The Cause. Not knowing that turning her, the Leader of the Revolution, into an obedient sexual submissive is worth more than any information on her tongue.
 
A fantasy of mine, especially applicable to the fierce, shrill, militant political activist type. Is that the sexual breaking becomes not just a tool of interrogation, but the end in itself. Like what better way to ensure that a political dissident will never be a threat again than to make her a sexual submissive to the hulking muscular Fascist Masters. Not to mention the demoralzing affect of showing off a tamed mindbroken revolutionary leader to her followers.

She takes herself so seriously, thinking only of politics and the cause. Daring not to betray her comrades, holding out, not betraying information. When she, her mind, her body, her sexuality is the real target all along. Enduring the torture, the pain, the ravishings. Sacrificing her own personal dignity, thinking she is buying time for The Cause. Not knowing that turning her, the Leader of the Revolution, into an obedient sexual submissive is worth more than any information on her tongue.

I like this type of scenario.
 
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