C.I.A. Nasty Interrogation | No-Escape Butt-Suffocation
The C.I.A. Agent’s interrogation of the suspected terrorist escalated to a series of sadistic, nasty “games” that he would play with the terrified captive. Strung up from the ceiling in a private room with only he and the massive Agent, the suspect was subjected to an array of ungodly tortures…the most gruesome of which involved the systematic “burial” of his face deep into the protruding backside of the beefy Agent. The Agent, though he was asking the suspect questions, had duct-taped the suspects mouth shut! He had no way to respond to the questions he was being asked…But the duct-tape seemed to serve another more devious purpose…With each new question, the sadistic Agent would plunge the terrified face of the suspect deep into the humid, funky confines of his enormous buttocks. The tape on the suspects mouth prevented him from breathing anything but the hot, smelly pockets of wet nasty air in the crack of the massive ass that engulfed him. He struggled uselessly against his restraints, fighting to breathe, but the Agent held him fast with a strap behind his head. The Agent giggled at the tiny suspect’s struggles….making sure that he was getting brief snippets of sweaty air, trapping the tiny face over and over again in the deep crack of his big ass. Even in his slacks, the Agent’s large, heavy butt cheeks were all-encompassing….The suspect had nowhere to run…The Agent seemed to take particular delight in feeling and hearing the desperate sniffing and snorting for air made by the suspect each time his nose was partially free from the Agent’s terrible, smelly, Butt-Prison. These moments were brief, though….The Agent smothered him with very little let-up…He was completely hypnotized by the sense of domination and power he had over the suspect…He refused to show him any mercy…
Several times over the course of the night, the suspect, fighting as hard as he could against the sadistic Agent, succumbed to the brutal smothering, passing out cold…only to be awakened with smelling-salts….and then the session would start again…The massive buttocks in front of the suspect’s face wobbling in anticipation…The Agent observing the exhausted face of the suspect, and smiling as he closed in on him once again…The suspect’s senses are once again heightened…The Big Sweaty Ass in slacks approaching….a wild hint of Butt-Scent…His nose connecting with the damp center of the deep funky crack, darkness….
Another oldie, but a goodie!
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