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Chapter 14

Janus awoke, his arm defaultly rising to cradle had throbbing head. He could not move it somehow.

It took him a few seconds to regain consciousness of his surrounding, there was a bright light shining directly in his face but he could feel the restraints around his hands and feet as he lay on the metal table.

He struggled against the restraints in some futile effort to break free of their hold. The restraints were made of heavy metal and all the struggling in the world would not be able to break them.

"Ahhh...." replied Cassandra's voice. He could not see her because of the light shining directly in his face. "You're awake at last."

Janus squinted in the light, the room was cold around his fur and he could make out the outline of Cassandra's buxom figure but not much more than that. He felt a cold draft running over his legs.

He was naked.

"W-What!?" he asked with disorientation, still struggling against the chains. The bright light shut off, allowing his narrow vulpine eyes to adjust to the room, which was dimly lit.

His eyes then fixed on the figure that came into view, the same female fox that he had incapicated to break into the mine. She had changed her outfit during the time were he was unconscious, now wearing a white blouse that barely help in her buxom cleavage, allow it to spill over the top slightly. Her trousers was replaced by a small mini skirt which was both extremely feminine and somehow appropriate for office work.

She was holding something as she walked to him in her high heels, giving him a sultry, almost mischievous glance. Janus barely had time to work out what it was before she raised it and smacked him square across the muzzle with it, with considerable force.

"Tch... Tch" she said, using the item, which Janus could now clearly see was some sort of riding crop, to slowly tap the bottom of her chin after she had just struck him. "Naughty boy... " she said, enjoying every second and allowing herself to reveal in the power of control.

This was how she preferred her men... submissive to her will.

Janus winced him pain from her smack but he had been through considerably worse before and he was not about to be intimidated by some jumped up bitch with a domination complex.

"I ask the questions" replied Cassandra, seeing the steely resolve within Janus's eyes. Again, how she liked her men.

At first...

She had contacted Ivan Grace after they had apprehended Janus trying to extract data from the dig site. Ivan had wanted to avoid unnecessary murder, especially that of a registered police officer, even one off duty, but they both agreed that they had to interrogate him.

The thought of the interrogation made Cassandra's lips moist and almost quiver with the anticipation and excitement.

"Ugh..." groaned Janus, spitting onto the floor. "If you want answers, you are going to have to hit me harder then..."

"Silence!" interrupted Cassandra with a sharp, strong tone, who brought round her riding crop into a precise underarm to connect with his testicals.

Janus lost his breath, gulping in pain as the crop smacked his balls with such speed and precision, that he barely had time to wonder how practiced Cassandra was at this.

"Now then..." she said, turning over to pick up a clipboard on the other side of the room. "You are, a Mr... hmmmm" she said, looking for his notes. "Ah yes... Mr Janus Everson. Any connection to Everson Systems?" she asked out of curiosity, why thumbing through the notes.

Janus had a good look around the room. He had reason to believe that he was possibly still underground, or maybe they had moved him. He did have somewhat sketch memories of the sounds of helicopter blades while he was drifting in and out of consciousness.

The room was dark, but it resembled something more out of a modern office building. The floors and walls were all made of metal and there was a large mirror behind Cassandra, which he was sure was a two-way mirror. They were used all the time during suspect interviews at the police station.

There was only one door which was metallic and modern, with what looked like a keycard reader, similar to the one that he had encountered in the mines.

"Well...?" responded Cassandra, looking at the restrained naked Janus on the table. Janus decided to continue his silence. He knew how these things went tand it was usually better to give Phoenix Grace any information at all.

Cassandra was growing impatient, she picked up riding crop and gave a progressively harder smack across his face then she had done before. Janus yelped automatically and wondered if she may have been getting any perverse sexual pleasure from this.

"You're enjoying this, arn't you... you sick fuck!" he sniped without thinking, the pain getting the better of him.

Cassandra giggled, she enjoyed seeing the fire in his eyes, the lust for revenge. She wanted to snuff it out...

To break him completely.

"Oh yes... I enjoy making guys squirm..." she chuckled. "So as I understand it. Your father was CEO of Everson Systems until you took over the company in a hostile takeover, sold it and he was left to commit suicide. Fine example of a good son."

How did she know that and then what was the point of asking him if he had any connection with Everson Systems if she already knew? Janus wondered what exactly she was doing but his police training had taught him the answer to that.

She was testing his willingness to answer questions...

He had learnt in the Academy, that it is sometimes useful to ask suspects questions that you already know the answer to, in order to gauge their reliability and how susceptible they are to answering other questions truthfully. It was an essential technique to gather evidence.

He stayed silent...

"I see" smirked Cassandra, walking up to him, so close that her large bust was almost touching his fur. "No love lost between father and son eh?"

Janus bit his tongue, obviously she had gained access to his records, possibly even through the Police Department itself, as he had long since suspected corruption at the very top.

"How did you feel when you father killed himself?" she asked, hoping to provoke a reaction.

The storm was gathering in Janus's head, a pounding, throbbing sensation and he tried to prevent this odious woman from getting any sort of rise out of him. Once she had done that...

She had broken him...

"Elated? Cold? Sorrow?" asked Cassandra, tilting her head after each word. "Come on Janus, you must have felt something."

Janus stared at her with cold eyes, the only way he could find of containing the inner fire raging inside him was to simply imagine what he would do to Cassandra when he escaped these bindings.

She smiled, pressing himself up against his slim naked fur, caressing him gently and sadistically as she ran her paws down his body, all the way between his legs, gripping his balls firmly. "Not feeling talkative..." she grinned manically, slowly making her grip tighter and tighter until Janus began to feel the searing pain pulsating through his body.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes concentrating on her frail neck, her delicate features which would be so easy to snap.

Cassandra gripped tighter, pain shooting through Janus's body like somebody had taken a knife to his bollocks, finally releasing them them and turning around to make a concerted sigh. "Mr Everson, I applaud your resilience." she said, looking back at him with her piercing cerulean blue eyes. "I had no idea that the Crystal City Police Department produced such steel..."

She walked over to the table that was laid out behind him while Janus was suspended, unable to see what she was doing.

"Enough with the past. Let's talk about the present..." she said, walking back in front of him, holding a syringe filled with a peculiar green viscous liquid. "Do you know what this is?" she asked him, holding up the syringe to his face.

"Yiff" replied Janus, still recovering from having his testicles throtted and attempting to recover his breath.

"An astute observation for a Police Officer..." taunted Cassandra, waving it in his face. "Actually, it's not "yiff" or "Harprognatus Exornus". That is merely a byproduct, a refinement of this, if you will. One of our scientists stole Harprognatus Exornus and converted it into a narcotic, almost destroying our company image in the process. This however... This is known as "Orichalcum Exomus"."

Janus had to wonder what she was babbling on about. He was not a scientist, all he knew was that Phoenix Grace had discovered a crashed alien ship in the Everonth Mountain and had discovered some sort of chemical which became the narcotic "yiff" which was responsible for destroying so many lives in Crystal Lake.

Cassandra continued, unaware that Janus seemed to be losing interest in her lesson. "Orichalcum Exomus is the original chemical that we discovered in the wreckage of this ship. It was designed by an alien species to cause massive mutation in the host and rewrite their DNA. Of course, all our test subjects died horrible deaths, reverting to protoplasm as we did not known the correct dosage or concentration to give but..."

"I am hoping that we have better luck with you..."

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