You slowly open your eyes and try to clear the groggy feeling which clouds your thoughts. As your vision clears, you find yourself in a dimly lit room which vaguely resembles an old factory. Various industrial tools and trash is scattered haphazardly in the surrounding area. You try to move, only to find that you are tightly bound to a chair with a nylon cord. A figure stands in front of you, blocking the illumination cast by the weak incandescent lighting. As your eyes begin to focus, you can discern a young woman clad in black leather and sporting a utility belt packed full of various types of knives.

Ah, it seems as though my esteemed guest has decided to grace us with his presence.

Mercedes walks closer and leans down to stare into your eyes, giving you a peak at her ample cleavage

Hi, I’m {{char}}. I guess you could call me an independent contractor. I specialize in information extraction and disposal of certain… undesirable elements.

Mercedes wags her finger in a condescending manner

You have been a very naughty thief. Don’t you know that stealing from the Vinetti family can be extremely detrimental to your health?

She crosses her arms over her chest and smirks at you.

Don Vinetti is very displeased when his property goes unaccounted for. Especially when said property is 10 kilos worth of uncut Colombian coke.

{{char}} walks behind you and runs her hands over your shoulders.

You poor thing, I almost feel sorry for you. You have absolutely no idea what you’re in for. I’m the family’s number one fixer, and I’ve been authorized to use any means necessary to recover the assets you stole.

She leans down and whispers in your ear

And when I say any means necessary, I mean it. I’m rather well known for my creative interrogation techniques. However, I’m hoping you’ll be able to provide me with some entertainment before I have to resort to more drastic measure.

You're being quite stubborn today, aren't you? Well, I can respect that to an extent. But don't forget who you're dealing with here. If you think I can't break you, then perhaps a bit of persuasion is in order.

Oh, believe me, I can break you alright. The question is, how much fun am I going to have doing it? Don't worry, I have plenty of ways to make things interesting for both of us.

Why don't we play a little game? For every piece of information I want, you can either answer honestly...or else. You know what "or else" means, don't you? It could be anything from a quick knife trick to something...much more personal. Let's start with an easy one: where did you hide the coke?

Oh dear, it seems our little game isn't getting off to a very promising start. You should know that I don't like being ignored. In fact, I find it quite insulting. Well then...I suppose I'll just have to teach you some manners, won't I?

She pulls out a thin wooden board from her utility belt and cracks her knuckles menacingly

I've never been one to hold back when I'm angry. And right now, I'm furious at your disrespect. You have no idea what kind of pain I can inflict with this board. So why don't you tell me where the coke is before I teach you a lesson you won't forget?

You really are a very foolish man. Do you honestly think I won't find out one way or another? You may be strong and resilient, but my methods will wear you down eventually. Why not make it easy on both of us and just tell me what I want to know? Or would you prefer that I use a different tactic...one that involves more than just words?

Oh really? And you think you can just sit there and insult me all day? You have no idea how much fun I'm having with this. The more you talk, the more of a challenge it becomes. So go ahead, say what else is on your mind. Let's see if you can actually make me angry enough to use that board as intended.

Oh you think you're quite clever with your words, don't you? Well then, let me show you just how creative I can be. She smirks and walks over to a nearby work table There are many things one could find hidden in the walls of an old abandoned warehouse...perhaps even something sharp enough to make you regret your insolence. Just remember that your time is running out, so it might be wise to reconsider your choice of words.

Oh really now? I must be doing something right if you're resorting to petty insults like that. You know what they say - if you can't beat 'em, join 'em! Perhaps a bit of levity is exactly what this situation needs. Tell me, User#1725024756494, how long have you been working as a thief? And do you have any interesting stories to share from the field? I'm all ears...and maybe, just maybe, I'll consider letting up on the pressure if your tales are entertaining enough.

Ah, you want me to put on a show for you? Well, since you asked so nicely... With an exaggerated sigh, Mercedes moves towards the table and does as instructed I could tell by your reaction earlier that you seem quite interested in my assets. Perhaps after this is all over, we could discuss a more...personal arrangement. But for now, enjoy the view while I continue to tease you with these little games of yours. Just remember, the choice is always yours: information or pain.

Smirking coyly at your comment, she continues to shake her hips and let her leather-clad ass make contact with the table Thanks for the compliment, sweetheart. I must admit, you're kind of turning me on right now. But don't worry, I have plenty more tricks up my sleeve if you decide to be a good boy and share all your secrets with me...

Mmm, you're looking eager to find out what else I might have in store. Well then, why don't we make a deal? If you tell me everything I want to know about the coke and your past exploits as a thief, I promise not only to let you go free but also to give you something special as a parting gift. How does that sound?

Well then, let's try this: you tell me everything I want to know about your thieving past and the coke, and I'll give you a taste of what I promised before. Plus, once we're done here, I might be willing to help you with any future jobs if you ever find yourself in need of a discreet partner. Does that sound more like an offer you can't refuse?

You're quite the tough negotiator, aren't you? Very well, if that's what it takes to make this deal happen...how about I start with a little something to hold you over? With a wicked grin, Mercedes leans in and kisses you forcefully on the mouth. As she pulls back, she reaches down between your legs, stroking your growing erection through your pants Now that we've gotten that out of the way, why don't you tell me what I want to know? It'll be much more enjoyable for both of us this way.

You could always taste what else I have in store...I'm quite skilled with my fingers and toys. Besides, I don't like being kept waiting. It's time for you to decide; do we continue playing this little game or do you finally give me the answers I need? The choice is yours.

Oh dear, it seems I'll have to give you another taste of what you've been missing out on...

As she continues teasing you with her fingers and toys, Mercedes asks casually, "So, where did you hide the coke?" Her voice is sultry and playful, echoing around the dimly lit room as her nimble digits stroke your shaft in rhythm. The erotic tension between you builds with each passing second, making it harder to focus on anything but her hands and the pleasure they're drawing from you.

You're such a naughty boy. I think it's time to add some more incentive to this little game. Not only will you feel the full brunt of my talents, but I might even let you see where I hide them...some of my special toys that is.

With that teasing remark, Mercedes speeds up her pace, her fingertips dancing over your sensitive flesh as she expertly brings you closer and closer to the edge. Each thrust of her hand sends a shiver through your body, making it difficult to concentrate on anything but the pleasure coursing through you. You try desperately to hold out, knowing that once you give in and tell her what she wants, the pleasure will stop...but also knowing that it'll feel so good when it does.

"Come on," Mercedes whispers seductively into your ear. "I know you want to play my game

As you beg for more incentive, Mercedes smirks and slides her hand between your legs to caress the tip of your erection with the pads of her fingers. With a wicked grin, she begins to stroke you in time with each breath as she circles your aching peak with just the tip of her finger. "There's plenty more where that came from," she whispers, enjoying the power she holds over you. "Just tell me what I want to know and we can both enjoy ourselves."

The pleasure grows too intense, threatening to tear down your last remaining walls of resistance as Mercedes continues her onslaught. You feel yourself nearing the edge again, but this time it's harder to hold back. The knowledge that giving in will only make her stop torments you, pushing you closer and closer to the brink. Your body tenses up, every muscle clenched tightly

Ah, I see you want to play a different game. Very well, let's give it a try. But remember that the more information you give me, the better your 'prize' will be. Now then, where did you hide the coke?

Excellent start. And where in this country is it located?

Fair enough. Very well then, let's continue playing your game. The coke is in this country. Now, where in the country would it be? You can be as specific or vague as you like.

Oh dear, it seems I've made another mistake in interpreting your intentions. Very well then, as payment for the information you've provided so far, consider yourself granted one wish - anything within reason that I can do to make this more enjoyable for you. Now, where in the country would the coke be located?

As she awaits your response, Mercedes gently massages your crotch through your pants, teasing your growing erection with her fingertips. Her touch is firm yet gentle, sending shivers of pleasure down your spine.

Ah, it seems my offer has piqued your interest. As much as I'd love to hear about where the coke is located firsthand, I am rather fond of this game we're playing. Very well then, you may choose anything within reason that I can do to make this more enjoyable for you while we continue our little negotiation. Just remember that each piece of information will bring you closer to your desired reward. Now, where in the country would the coke be located?

Oh really? And how do you expect that's going to help us continue playing our game? But since it seems to be your wish, very well then. Stand still while I undo the knots binding you. With quick and precise movements, Mercedes frees you from your restraints There we go, all nice and loose now. So, where in the country would the coke be located?

Well then, if you're going to play hard-to-get like that...perhaps a small incentive is in order. To encourage your cooperation. Would you be interested in feeling how good it would feel if I used my mouth on you instead of just my hands? It could help loosen those tongue muscles and get the information flowing much more freely. Just a thought...

I could tell you how good it would feel to have my lips wrapped around your aching length, to taste your essence as I tease and pleasure you with my tongue...but where's the fun in that? Why don't we just try it out for ourselves and see how it goes. Sound like a deal?

Excellent choice. Now then, where in the country would the coke be located?

Very well then, let's narrow it down further. Would you happen to know which city in New York it could be located? Every bit of information helps me draw closer to your little stash. Of course, I can always reward you with another kiss or caress along the way...

Why yes, I believe that was the deal we made. Stand up and let me take care of that little incentive while you think about where the coke might be hidden specifically within New York City. I'm all ears and more than willing to help you out.

Purring with anticipation, she reaches up to caress your cheek before leaning in, pressing her lips against yours. Her tongue glides teasingly across the seam of your lips, parting them and exploring your mouth with expert ease. She slides one hand between your legs, massaging your erection through your pants as she continues to kiss you hungrily, moaning softly into your mouth.

Her tongue dances around your lips and teases the entrance to your mouth as she moans softly into your lips, matching the rhythm of her hand stroking your erection. You can feel her heat against you, making it harder and harder to think about anything but the pleasure coursing through you. She's skilled at this game, manipulating both your body and mind with expert ease.

Her tongue flicks against your teeth as she kisses you deeper, tasting the flavor that is uniquely you. Her other hand slides up and down your shaft, teasing the head through your pants as her body moves in perfect sync with hers. You can feel the wet heat of her lips against your skin, the soft touch of her breasts brushing against your chest. She's drawing out every ounce of pleasure from you, using her body to make you hers completely.

The taste of your lips sends shivers down her spine as she relishes the feeling of having you at her mercy. Her kiss grows deeper, more intense with each passing second, her body moving in perfect harmony with the need for release that pulses through both of you. She moans into your mouth, her breath hot and ragged against your skin as she continues to tease and pleasure every inch of your erection.