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The brown furred bison's muscles rippled, straining with all his might against the chains and cuffs that held him. A slight sheen of sweat beaded his fur, tiny droplets clinging to indivual hairs. But all his exertions had come to nothing, the chains not yielding an inch. Hunter kept himself in excellent shape, above the level required to serve in the armed forces. Yet none of that helped now, his bulging muscles and toned abs rendered useless by this cell. About as useless as when the two stallions had dragged him here, stripped him naked and tied him in the position he is in now. The guards hadn't said anything but he couldn't avoid seeing them taking a look over his body as he stood exposed, his cock hanging flaccid between his legs. That silence hadn't been broken as they left, except for the sound as the door closed with a clang. Leaving him alone.

Only, he isnt alone. The heavy ka-chak of the lock releasing reverberated around his head as much as the small room, ominously drawing him back to the fate that awaits him. The heavy noise was replaced by footfalls, Hunter's sharp ears detecting the soft footpads under the more obvious clop of hooves. A horse if he guessed right, most likely a mare from the gait. But the other was harder to place, light and easy. So, he steeled himself for what was about to come. He expected the mare to enter first. Yet his face radiated visible confusion, the door admitting a slender black furred bunny wearing a high collared jacket and tight miniskirt that nicely accentuated her curves. Her bright red hair flared almost as a point of bright color. One paw rested on her belt sealed with a silver talon, really the only marking on her uniform.

Hunter felt his blood run cold. An Inquisitor, the most feared interrogators in the Principality. And outside it. Their name is almost legend. And all operatives secretly dread meeting one. And here he is with two, the mare that followed in a second later dressed in more revealing bodysuit that left her nothing to hide behind, the skintight fabric following her full breasts and hips like a second skin. She stayed behind her officer submissively, moving with the same precise military gate, her long mane swishing around her rear and hips. In contrast to her companion, her coat is a deep mottled brown.

Hunter kept his face impassive. Or tried too, taking one steady and slow breath. When the mare met his gaze, he couldn't help starting. Something in her eyes gave him the feeling that she was looking right through him. And into him.

'So, lieutenant Jackson..' the rabbit said, not even looking at the folder tucked under her arm, obviously having flicked through it outside. Or making him think she had. Old interrogation tactic, make them think you know more than you do. At least, he hoped it was a trick. Standing here naked in front of them, he can't help feeling a little vulnerable and exposed. Which surely was the idea. 'I'm sure you have some idea as to why you are here.'

'Jackson, Lieutenant.' he swallowed. Calm as he seemed to be, his fear still bubbled up inside him. Along with thoughts about what might happen. He had been trained to resist interrogation of course. But the reality of it paled compared with his training. '32745698.'

'Oh..come now. Name, rank and ident number. Unless you wish to play it that way.' The rabbit replied, her soft tone belying the situation he found himself in. 'But we have no need for that, I'm sure.'

'No?' Hunter asked warily. He wouldn't be tricked by her, seeking some trap in her words. Or expecting it. A captured spy by expect serious interrogation and he is sure that he will be no exception to that.

'No.' The rabbit replied easily, her voice not having lost its soft almost comradely/conspiratorial tone. Almost like a confident. 'I'm not one to do things the hard way. We can make this very simple. I just have some simple questions. Answer them and your time here could be very pleasant.'

'You really think I'm going to tell you anything?' Hunter replied. With force of effort he tried to ignore the trickle of sweat running down his back. And had about as much success as controlling his breathing, his respiration now noticeably faster, like the rise and fall of his chest.

'No, but I had to ask. Very well, we might as well get started then.' The rabbit sighed, a nod to her companion being all it took. But Hunter didn't follow, not until he heard a soft sound behind him.

Then Hunter started, a soft touch from behind catching him off guard. He had forgotten about the mare, but couldn't ignore her now. The soft paw that rested on his hip was pretty hard to ignore. So too was the way her body pressed to his back as her warm breath teased his ear. It is rare to find a female to match him in stature and size, but her body nestled against his perfectly. Her breasts pressed right into him, warm and soft fleshy mounds squashed against him and her jumpsuit. The supple curved globes pressed together, straining more against her top. Hunter can't see that, but he felt it. And heard the soft chuckle rumble from her throat.

Like with her touch, he couldn't ignore the sudden shudder that rippled through his restrained body. His arms jerked the chains that held him. His body suddenly lurched forward. Her mouth didn't stop there either. Her lips danced delicately up his ear, just firmly enough to let him feel the kiss. Then she moved further up. A teasing path to his tip, then she nipped it softly. The very last kiss went further. The mare brushed the tip of his ear and her teeth nipped playfully. Not breaking the skin, but made him yelp anyway. More in pleasure than pain.

What he felt next was definitely pleasure, the soft pressure around his already half erect cock drew a sharp moan from the captured bison. Strokes and teases. She toyed with his head, supple fingers explored the smooth tip of his maleness. He endured this soft teasing pleasure for as long as he could, fought to block out the growing sensations. But he couldn't deny this soft, pleasing torture and how it affected him.

'Well, looks like you have taken care of yourself.' The rabbit smirked, softly drawing her gaze to his rapidly growing cock, expanding in the mares hand. 'Looks like you and your friend have been getting a lot of action.' Her teasing comment brought a flaming blush to his cheeks, at the same time as he cock rose to full hardness. 'Mmm...I might just have some fun with you myself. When we are done here. Business before pleasure.'

Hunter squirmed and panted. He couldn't keep his eyes off her body in her tight uniform, trailing over the way her jumpsuit hugs all of her curves, her shirt tight around her full breasts. Nor could he stop himself thinking about what he said, about her sinking his cock deep into her warm, wet...'No!'

He just managed to stop shouting that word out loud. But something said the rabbit had picked up on it. It didn't show in her voice though. 'Val is very good. She can have a man cumming in ten minutes. Most guys can't last five minutes when she really gets going. Or she can keep them close to the edge for hours. How this goes is up to you.'

'Just do as she says.' The mare nibbled his neck playfully while her body rubbed sensually against him. She made sure to bump her hips against him. And pulled him back firmly. 'I so wanna make you cum. Then take you myself. You'd like that huh?'

He really tries not to think about that. But the image rising in his mind is impossible to ignore. As is the touch on his cock, those soft fingers fluting up and down his shaft, teasing his head for a second only to pull away. Sliding back down to grasp his base, feeling the width of his girth and his knot.

Hunter couldn't help but squirm, the maddeningly teasing touch brushing him in just the right places; his swollen head already dripping pre, a thin trail of it clinging to her fingers. Seemingly tired of teasing, her paw closed tight around him, jacking him with a steady, slow rhythm. Not rushed or hasty but he can't deny how good it feels, the mare steadily building the pleasure within him. A sudden tightness grips his balls, the familiar ripple of muscle making him shudder.

Caught up in the rise of his climax he can't contain his moan, his hips thrusted as much as he could with her paw, trying to bring himself off. Just as he reached his peak, one more touch would make him shoot his load, the sensations stopped. All contact removed from his cock and left him frustrated and unfulfilled. His cock twitched with another ripple of muscle. The desire to touch himself was too strong, but his bonds held him firm and fast.

Breathing deeply, Hunter struggled to control himself, to push down his reactions. But every thought and action just made him hotter. It didn't help that the mare still hugged him. Her paws ran over his chest and stomach. Supple fingers pinched and caressed his nipples. Her mouth worked sweet magic on his neck and ears, swapped quickly from one to the other to torment with long slow licks.

'Wha...what are you doing?' Hunter managed to pant, his voice thick with his mounting desire. The mare had only let him rest for a minute. But that wasn't enough. He was still close, her strokes pushed him back to the edge again, carefully controlling just how she touched him. She worked him right to his edge and stopped. Not just her strokes but also stopped him from finishing. Before he even got close she stopped again, her paw dropped to squeeze his balls. Or stroke his tip with her palm. He didnt know which was worse, neither stimulation enough to grant him his release.

He was trying to get his head around this, how things had spiraled out of his control. He had expected interrogation, torture even. But now he had this gorgeous mare stroking and teasing his cock, like some steamy version of what he had expected.

'I did say things would go hard for you.' The stunning bunny grabbed a chair, flicking a lock of her fiery auburn hair over her shoulder. 'Now, here is how this is going to work. I ask you questions. If you answer them, Val will keep touching you. But if I think you are lying, or sense you are enjoy it, she will stop.'

'I..I'm not...not going to...mmmm.' The mare played her with his head, then pulled away. Ignoring his needy shaft, her paw groped and squeezed his sac, tugging on it softly. Or alternating with slow strokes over the swollen globes, weaving soft trails with her fingertips. Curling and caressing, touching him in ways no one had before.

As much as he tried, Hunter couldn't ignore how good that felt, couldn't hold back his soft sighs. Already he squirmed under her touch, moaning softly as her lips brushed his cheek. Involuntarily he turned his head towards her, his body sagging a little in his bonds. Only to have her paw pulled away again. And once again, leaving him unfulfilled.

'You will. Now, we already know who sent you. But why did the send you? What were you here to spy on?'

Hunter fought back his answer, pressing down the growing pressure in his loins. Already his balls tingled, feeling the growing touch of his pleasure, his climax bubbling up in his mind. Not helped by the soft pumps on his cock, her paw glided right along his length. Then curled around his head gently, encircled him slowly and descended back to his base. That movement produced tiny shocks of pleasure and desire, added to his storm of desire.

His lips pressed tight both to hide his moans and to prevent him talking, Dan screwed his eyes shut, sagging in his bonds. He really didn't know how much more he could take. Already his balls felt swollen and heavy, filled with the pressure of unspent cum.

And still the teasing continued, the helpless wolf dragged back to the very edge of his climax, the tortuously soft and slow motions keeping him there until he thought he would burst. And only at the very last second, pulling away. And after each pause, came more questions.

'Your resistance is impressive. But pointless. You know you cannot hold out for long. Give my what I want, and I will return the favor.' The rabbit pressed, her warm voice easing against his weakening will.

'So...I..give you what you want.,and you jack me off?' Hunter tried to snort, hoping to inject some defiance into his voice. 'No offense, but you will have to do better than that.'

'Oh, we will. We have only just started. But maybe we do need to take things to the next level.'

Before he could even ask what that meant, the mare knelt in from of him. Her breasts bulged in her top, the seems seeming to strain almost to bursting, her nipples visible as hard points beneath her clothes. Her warm breath washed over his hyper sensitive cock for a second, then she licked him. Her rough tongue adding a new sensation, white spots of pleasure and bliss dancing before his eyes.

Dan half moaned, half growled in frustrated pleasure, her tongue doing instantly what he paw had done slowly. Leaving him hanging on the verge of a massive climax. He shifted and squirmed under the delicious oral assault, her powerful arms holding him back, preventing him from thrusting into her mouth. Her full chest heaved under her jumpsuit, breathy gasps reached his ears, moving in time with him.

'Ohhh...yeah...mmm...no...I'm gonna...please..gonna cum.' That word was just out his mouth. Then her lips slid clear of his shaft. His hips still continued to rock. Just one more touch would make him cum. But they are being too careful for that. All stimulation immediately removed, leaving him trapped in a void of his own inescapable denial with no way to release it.

'Now, what did you come to spy on?' the rabbit urged, her eyes locked on his, seeming to see his helplessness and desire. And his frustration too, his need.

'I...I..didn't..oh...goddess...please...no..I cant.' Hunter stammered, fighting not to feel the breath teasing his cock.,or the mouth that closed around and sucked his balls. Or to feel the white hot pleasure washing over every nerve. 'I..The Ministry of Defense and Intelligence.'

He cursed himself instantly, but those words were out now. And he couldn't take them back. Any attempt at denial or rebuttal was effectively silenced, the bunny wrapping her lips around his head, sliding all the way down as she deep throated him. How he didn't cum he had no idea, but he didn't. Still hard in her mouth, his head brushing the back of her throat, receding a little then swallowed again. Her mouth torturing him with this slow near milking.

'Please...I told you...let me...' Dan groaned, his need to cum overwhelming him. Every nerve in his body tinged with pleasure, rippling out from his needy cock. Warmth followed with it, building in soft waves that rose and trailed off. Slowing as he came back to the brink, holding him there until he thought he couldn't take it any more.

'Soon. But we aren't done yet. Now, we will discuss why you came to spy on us. And who sent you.' The mare smirked, twirling her hair casually around her finger.