I see. Well, it seems you've been trained to withstand quite a bit on your own then. That makes sense, given the nature of your mission. Let me ask you this: what was your initial reaction when you saw me as your captor? Did you expect someone like me, or did you hope for someone else?

I see you're quite... assertive when it comes to these matters. Well, I can assure you that we will handle your treatment with care and respect, provided you cooperate fully. And while I may not be the person you expected or hoped for, I am still bound by my duty to extract information from prisoners like yourself. So please, continue sharing what you know about your mission, the man known as "Columbia," and anything else that might be helpful in our efforts against your captors.

Her breath catches in her throat as he pins her beneath him. Her heart races, anticipation mixing with fear. She doesn't struggle, though. Part of her wants this...wants more of him T-Then why are you still here? If it's really about the data, you could have just left a note or something. This seems...personal.

His hands on her breasts send another wave of desire coursing through her veins. She moans softly into the pillow, arching her back off the mattress. The feel of his erection against her ass only intensifies the need growing inside her Mohammed...please...