Page 66 of Caught By Menace

“Guard, strip her.”

Menace grinned evilly at Hazard’s order. He crossed to the back wall where Naya stood. Behind him, Hazard picked up the gunmetal-gray case that contained all the various props and interrogation tools Menace had chosen for the scene. He threw it onto the table in the center of the room. Naya flinched as the metal case bounced on the flat surface.

“Turn around,” Menace barked. Though he had taken his time securing her garter belt and cuffs earlier in the evening, he worked quickly and efficiently this time, showing her no gentleness. For her to give in to the fantasy, every detail had to be right. No guard in Kovark would show a prisoner even an ounce of kindness.

Naya’s cuffed wrists dangled at her sides. Naked and flushed, she breathed hard. Menace recognized the mix of shame and arousal that stained her skin. To a dominant man, there was no more beautiful color in the world than that particular shade.

Hazard unlocked the case and retrieved two medical gloves and a tube of lubricant. “Search her. The last one we interrogated had a sheathed shiv hidden on her.”

Naya’s gasp of outrage echoed in the room. She shot Menace a look but he pretended not to see it. If she wanted to stop, she knew what to do. He suspected she was caught in that place where she wasn’t sure if she was brave enough to faceuncertainty. He didn’t doubt her for a moment. Her courage and curiosity would propel her forward.

Menace made sure to snap the gloves against his wrist just to add to the tension in the room. “Bend over and grab your ankles.”

“I will not!”

Hazard took a step around the table. “Do I need to come over there and secure the prisoner, Guard Menace?”

Naya took a second to gauge Hazard’s sincerity before snapping forward at the waist.

“Face the back wall,” Hazard ordered. “I need to supervise.”

She lifted her head just enough to glare at Hazard but did as instructed. Menace used the toe of his boot to force her feet wider apart. Her pretty pink pussy and ass were on clear display now. He didn’t blame Hazard for wanting to see her. With her honey-brown skin and dark hair, she was something of an anomaly. There was only one other world where they’d found brides like her and they were hard to come by.

Kneeling beside her, Menace used his gloved fingers to part the folds of her sex. She opened like a hothouse flower, her dewy skin beckoning his searching digits. He needed no lube to check her. The slick nectar coating her skin assured him that even though she found this experience disconcerting, she also found it incredibly arousing.

Naya inhaled a short, loud breath when he penetrated her with one finger. He let his thumb brush across her clit three times but no more. He wanted her on edge. When he flipped the lid on the tube of lubricant, her pussy fluttered around his finger. She knew what was coming. Still, he decided to torment her a little longer by adding a second digit to the first. He plunged them in and out of her wet channel at a slow pace. Her toes curled against the floor and he stopped. She had gotten enough stimulation to stay aroused.

He smeared the clear gel on her rosebud and probed her with one gloved fingertip. Her back passage gripped him tightly. They had played around with small- and medium-sized plugs so he knew she could take more than just his finger but he didn’t push it.

Finished checking her, he stood and stripped off his gloves. “She’s safe.”

“Stand up, prisoner. Face me.”

While Naya hurried to follow Hazard’s orders, Menace dropped the gloves in a receptacle in the corner and took a position behind her. He wanted her sole focus on Hazard and planned to hide from her line of sight to keep her unsettled and gripped by the fantasy.

“Hands behind your head. Widen your stance. Wider!” Hazard pulled a thin cane from the case and tested it with a bend. He swung it through the air twice, thewhooshingsound sending Naya back a tiny step. Although Menace was fully aware Naya had no love for them, he’d chosen a cane as part of the interrogation implements because he knew the effect on her. Hazard had promised never to let the cane mark her skin—but she didn’t know that.

“Eyes forward, prisoner. Don’t be looking to Guard Menace to save you. Two of the men wounded in your breakout scheme were his friends.”

Naya squeaked when the tip of the cane touched her collarbone and moved down between her breasts. Hazard rested the top of it on her left breast. “So you really thought you could escape from Kovark?”

Voice shuddery, she said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Sir.”

“Don’t play dumb with me.” Hazard ran the cane’s tip around her nipple and then down her belly. He tapped it along the curve of her waist and hip, not hard enough to mark her butwith enough pressure to make her fingers curl into her pubic hair. “The moment you stepped off the transport ship and into central processing I knew you were going to be a problem for my prison.”

“Warden, I—”

“Silence,” Hazard hissed harshly. “I don’t want your lies.” He walked around behind her, flashing Menace a wink the second he was out of her vision range, and gave her backside the lightest swat. Even with that bare kiss of the cane, she yelped and lifted onto her toes.

“Sir, please—”

“Enough,” Hazard growled. “I have eyes and ears all over this prison. Do you understand what that means? There are no prisoner secrets in this place.”

“Y-yes, Sir.”

Hazard stepped back in front of her and placed the cane against her nipple again. “Now tell me the names of your escape crew.”

Menace watched the subtle shift in Naya’s body language. Her fear was palpable but her shoulders had straightened.Shit.She was going to play this as the tough girl from Connor’s Run.

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