"Babe, come here." He says sternly "Yes daddy." I say slowly and seductively "Do whatever it is that you have to do to make that fucker talk." He grumbles slapping my ass as I walk towards the door to get the necessities. Once I gather everything I walk over to the despicable man tied to the chair. I get down on my knees and start to kickle his pants. As much as it was killing me to be on my knees for any other man, I needed to do this. "Milan! What the fuck are you doing!" He yells at me. "Trust me." I say He seems to back off but tenses a little when I reach his boxers. I look straight into the mans eyes when I start the process. His eyes grow wide and loud screams fill the room...