Interrogation

Once upstairs, she found a chair off to one side, brought it around to the foot of one of the beds, and sat down. She began going through several rogue focusing techniques in her head to shake herself out of the state she was in.

Mariel came upstairs just a minute or two later, looking a bit flushed, and the string tie below her neck was untied. Had it been like that before? Pip couldn't remember. It caught her eye now as a small bit of her cleavage was visible. Pip took a moment and reexamined her longtime friend. Seeing her in something other than her uniform was putting Mariel in a new light. Her hair fell to mid-back, and her body was what you could describe simply as 'curvy.' Well-shaped hips, long shapely legs, a graceful manner, a well rounded ass, and medium sized breasts that held their shape nicely under a dress that Pip knew offered little support.

Mariel sat at the foot of one of the beds facing Pip, and waited. Hood came up just moments later, wearing a relaxed set of tunic and pants. He seemed very much at ease, and was carrying the satchel he had brought inside with him. He laid the bag on Mariel's lap and she looked up at him with wondering eyes. A nod was all she got in return. He walked across the room to the hearth, and began putting a few more logs on the fire.

Mariel stood, and walked over to Pip. She sat on the bed behind her, and opened the satchel. Pip glanced back and saw that it was contained numerous fur-lined straps. Oh my god no, she thought, it was bad enough to be dressed like this but bound as well? Mariel withdrew one, and attached it to her wrist. Pip offered no resistance, but clenched her teeth as the the fur wrapped its way around her other wrist. Mariel tied her hands, not to the chair, but to each other behind her back. Her friend's soft touch caused goose bumps to run up and down her arms, and Mariel must have noticed because when she was done she ran her hand down Pip's bare arm.

Pip watched as Mariel pulled two more straps out and realized her ankles would be next. Mariel moved around to the floor in front of her, and Pip pressed her legs together. The dress, short as it was when she was standing, was even shorter seated. It ran only a quarter of the way down her thigh now, and Pip had to hold her knees together to keep from flashing her friend. She really had no idea how much coverage her panties would offer in this position.

Mariel pulled one of her ankles up, and attached the strap to it, and then began attaching the other end of the strap, not to her other ankle, but to one of the chair legs! This wasn't one of those narrow chairs from the Tavern, either, that were designed to be as narrow as possible so as to fit the maximum number of patrons into the establishment. This was a soldier's chair, short, wide, and sturdily constructed. The chair legs were at least a good two feet apart, and as Mariel began attaching the strap to her other ankle Pip worried about being able to keep her knees together. Mariel was stealing glances at her legs as she worked, and her breathing appeared to have quickened as well. Was she enjoying this? As Mariel pulled her ankle to the other chair leg, Pip's knees parted momentarily, and she saw Mariel's lips part. She pulled her knees closed again, and almost swore she saw disappointment in Mariel's face as she finished fastening her ankle in place.

Mariel stood to examine her, and Pip could only imagine how she looked. Her top barely clung to her shoulders, her dress had ridden up far too high, and she was clutching her knees together with her ankles spread wide.

Hood returned, and looked at her handiwork. "Very nice, I could swear you've done this before," he said, smiling. There was the Hood she knew, joking whenever he could. "Now your turn, come here Mariel." Hood grabbed a second chair, and set it at the face of a bed about ten feet in front of Pip, facing her. Mariel sat and he took four more straps out of the satchel.

Her turn? What the hell? She's supposed to be evaluating, not participating. What possible reason could he have for binding her?

Hood glanced at her, then spoke to Mariel. "Your friend is confused, Mariel, why don't you explain?"

After a brief pause, she did. "Pip, one of the dangers of this mission is that you are traveling with companions and friends that are not trained in intelligence. While they know only the part of the information an enemy might want, they can also be used as collateral against you. An enemy who captures you and one of your crew would undoubtedly threaten harm against them to influence you. I myself might be captured and used in such a manner, so Hood felt it appropriate to make sure you wouldn't be swayed by sympathy for another.

As reasonable as it sounded, Pip couldn't help but stare in amazement as her friend's hands and feet were bound in a similar fashion to her own. Mariel's dress, unlike her own, stopped just above her knees, so Mariel didn't have to keep her legs closed. There was something enticingly erotic about seeing her friend like that, and Pip could only imagine the view her friend had of herself, even more scantily clothed. Mariel couldn't seem to take her eyes off of her, so Pip knew she must be a sight indeed. With Mariel's arms tied behind her back, her breasts were thrust out firmly against the dress, and Pip could see her friend's nipples standing stiff under the fabric. It was such a nice sight that Pip had to remind herself of the seriousness of her situation and try to steel herself for what might be to come. She was determined to show no weakness, but she couldn't seem to tear her eyes away from Mariel.

When he was done, Hood tossed the satchel onto one of the other beds and walked over to stand before Pip. She didn't look up at him, just stared straight ahead, acting defiant. Unfortunately, staring straight ahead meant staring at his crotch, and before she could stop she found herself wondering if all of his body parts were correspondingly as large as he was. She squinted her eyes, trying to lose the thought, when he bent forwards and gabbed her chair by the sides. His face was inches from hers, and he stared into her eyes for a moment, seemingly searching into her. Steadying his grip, he pulled her chair forward a foot, creating a cap between her chair and the bed behind her. Which he proceeded to step into and seat himself behind her.

"Piiiiiiiip" he whispered softly, menacingly. He leaned forward and his mouth was right next to her ear. She could feel his warmth as he remained there. Again, "Piiiiiiip." When she didn't answer the second time his palm smacked the bare skin of her thigh, the slap echoing loudly in the chamber.

"Yes?" she replied, stunned.

"Do you see your friend over there, Pip?"

"Yes."

"You will tell me all about your mission here in Icecrown. And until you do, your friend there is going to endure everything right along with you. You've been trained to endure a lot, I'm sure, but has she? How much will she be able to take before she breaks? What will be the look in her eye when she caves under the pressure and knows you could have prevented it? How much will you put her through before you tell me what I want to hear?"

Pip knew where he was going with this, but had never faced this particular kind of situation. Surely he wasn't going to be as rough as he was implying, and to Mariel? Sure, Mariel had proven herself in battle, but she also retained her youthful lightheartedness. How much could she actually endure?

Hood stood and walked over to Mariel, pulling her away from the bed as he had Pip. Sitting behind her, he leaned forward and whispered something into her ear. Mariel stiffened slightly. He whispered again, and she seemed to be holding back. He whispered a third time and she bit her lip, nodding hesitantly. Hood leaned in further and pulled her earlobe between his lips, causing her to gasp. Standing up, he walked back over and sat behind Pip.

She felt his warm breath on her exposed neck as his lips moved close, just like he had done to Mariel. "How does she look, Pip? Sexy, isn't it?"

Pip understood the tactic. He would mix pleasure and plain, playing both the aggressor and sympathizer. Sure, he was being pleasant now, but the aggressor would show himself soon enough. She also knew that one of the first steps would be to get her to answer uncomfortable questions, with the idea that she would be more willing to answer sensitive questions later as he broke down her resistances.

She refused to answer.

He closed his hands around her wrists, behind the chair, and held tightly, whispering into her ear again. "You know, I only instructed her to get two peasant's dresses. She's the one who picked this particular dress for you, and I can't say I blame her. You look absolutely delicious, Pip." Mariel was obviously thinking the same, since she kept her eyes roving over Pip's body. "But doesn't Mariel look nice in what she picked out as well? Doesn't that tight body of hers look amazing in that thin dress? Look at those nipples of hers, Pip, sticking straight up through the material. She's excited, you know. You like the way she's looking at you, don't you Pip?"

Oh my god, he was practically reading her mind. Mariel was obviously turned on by this, and she could only imagine how sensitive the girl's nipples were sticking up like that. But she showed none of this on her face, she had to maintain control, and not give him anything. Her body was already fighting against her, though. She could feel her breath deepen, and her heart raced inside her chest.

"Do you want to know what I asked her that finally made her answer me? I asked her if watching you like this turned her on. If watching your beautiful breasts through this thin dress as they rose and fall affected her. If seeing your legs spread so wide and knowing you were helpless to do anything made her hot. That was the question she could not resist.

"So now I'm going to ask you, Pip. Does Mariel look beautiful like that, tied up but eager, wanting more? Does the way her dress hangs down over her breasts make you just wish it would slip down off one of her shoulders and reveal a bit more? Look at her, she can't even take her eyes off of you, Pip."

His lips moved closer to her ear. "You're excited, aren't you Pip? Your nipples are standing up even more than Mariel's, and she can see them. Ooo she's staring at them even now, look at the desire in her eyes, it's like she's entranced. I bet she'd like to see more. Let's see what reaction we get when I do this-"

Hood reached around with one hand, and pulled on the drawstring just above her breasts. When it came undone the dress sagged on her further, barely clinging to her shoulders, and pulled apart in the middle, right down the center of her cleavage. Pip could feel how the dress had shifted, but never took her eyes off of Mariel. Hood was right, the poor girl gasped as she saw more of Pip's flesh, and was like a deer caught in torchlight.

Pip shivered imperceptibly, hoping Hood didn't notice. She could feel her composure slipping away and she had to hold it together.

Again a whisper. "Piiiip. She's turning you on, isn't she? That look in her eyes, her slightly parted lips, you can practically feel her eyes on your breasts, can't you? Caressing your curves, exploring you, gazing longingly over those pert nipples of yours."

Pip stiffened, then cursed herself for it. Yes! She could feel it, but there was no way she was going to admit such in front of Mariel.

"Ooh, that's it, isn't it? You don't just want her to see you, you want her to feel you." Then, as the barest of a whisper, the question came. "You want her to suck on those sensitive nipples of yours, don't you Pip?"

Her head was spinning, she could feel herself blush, and wanted so badly to admit it, to admit how much she was turned on right now, how incredibly amazing it would be to have Mariel's lips wrap themselves around one of her sensitive nipples, but she couldn't. She had to fight this. The words wanted so much to come out, and she bit her lip to prevent them from doing so.

Hood saw this, and his response was smooth. "That's all the response I needed." His lips closed over her earlobe and he sucked on it gently. She could feel the warmth of his tongue as he toyed with it, pulling it into his mouth. Her back arched a bit in response and she stiffened when she felt the dress slip slightly further open.

Hood stood after a moment and walked back over behind Mariel. As he turned to sit Pip could see a large bulge in his pants. He was enjoying this test far more than he should, damn him.

Leaning in, he whispered again into Mariel's ear, who shifted a bit in her seat in response. He whispered more and her toes started squirming, but she said nothing. He whispered a question, and she shook her head slightly. He whispered again and she shook her head, even more slightly. He lowered his head and kissed down her bare neck, out and across her shoulder. Pip could see the girl's breathing become rapid, her breasts heaving. With one last kiss Hood pushed the gown off one of her shoulders. Mariel gasped and looked down, where most of her breast right down to the top of her areola was revealed. With the tie undone, the fabric was just hanging there, held in place primarily by her stiff nipple. Hood's lips returned to her ear and he whispered his question once more. This time Mariel responded with a fast nod, her eyes returning to Pip.

Hood seemed as if he was about to stand but looked down at her and leaned in to whisper to Mariel again. Mariel's eyes widened as they moved directly to Pip's lap. Pip realized with a shock that her knees had parted and had begun spreading. The pair were staring directly at the tiny bit of fabric covering her pussy! She pulled her knees tightly together, but her thighs were getting tired and she was having a harder time keeping them so. How much had they seen? Her dress was steadily riding up as she sat like this, and already ended right at her panty line. Even with her knees together Pip knew they could probably still see up her dress.

Hood whispered another question, and Mariel nodded again, much more vigorously this time. Standing, he walked back toward her, now sporting a massive hardon under his pants. He took position behind Pip again, leaning in to her ear. "Oh you naughty girl. I don't know where in Azeroth those could possibly be passed off as panties, but they had their desired affect on your poor friend there.

"I asked her, for your sake, if she would like to see these beautiful breasts of yours, to feel them, to play with them, but she was hesitant at first. I could tell she wanted to, but she seemed afraid to admit it. So I asked her if she wanted me to show them to her, but she was still hesitant. You'd like that, wouldn't you Pip? You'd like me to show her your tits, just so that you could see the look on her face as she sees, just so you could see her reaction, wouldn't you?"

Oh god how Pip wanted that, Mariel was already squirming in her seat wondering what naughty things he must be whispering into her ear, and her dress was steadily riding up her legs as well. The top was precariously hanging from her breast, just barely covering it, and Pip could see a generous amount of flesh. Pip cursed her body for working so hard to betray her. She could feel herself getting wet already, and no matter what she did she could not bring her breathing back under control.

When he didn't get an answer, Hood's lips kissed her neck hotly, trailing wet kisses down the full length to her shoulder, then kissing outwards. Too late she remembered where he was going with this. Her dress was far more loose at top than Mariel's, and she had no clue what would happen if he slipped it over her shoulder, where it was already barely hanging. What would Mariel think of her, allowing him to show herself to her friend like this? His lips reached the tip of her dress and with a light kiss he pushed it over the crest of her shoulder.

Unlike Mariel's dress, Pip's had a lot more slack. She felt, in horror, as it slid all the way down her arm past her elbow, the flap in front falling free with it, sliding over her nipple and dropping down further, exposing her whole breast nearly half of the other, while eliciting an audible moan from Mariel, who stared straight at her. As it had fallen, Pip scooted down in her chair, trying to stop the fall, but felt too late as her dress slid up and over her hips. She could not hold her knees together in this position, but had them spread a full foot apart, hiding nothing from Mariel. She was about to scoot back up in the chair when she felt how close the other part of her top was to falling itself, and she froze in that position.

This can't be happening, Pip thought. She could feel not just Mariel but Hood's eyes on her as well. Roving over her naked breast, her exposed cleavage, and her scantily-covered pussy. Oh my god just the feel of their eyes on her was making her so wet, and her body literally throbbed with excitement. She knew she had to regain some kind of control but how could she? Every nerve in her body was betraying her, but she had to hold on somehow.

She felt his mouth return to her ear. "You have to admit, this feels good, doesn't it Pip?" When she didn't answer he warned her. "You're going to answer me, or I'm going to do even more to you, right now, with her watching."

Caught off guard by the sudden seriousness in his tone, she nodded her head.

His voice was suddenly friendly again. "This is a lot more enjoyable than you thought it'd be, isn't it Pip?"

Again she nodded.

"But it's so not fair, Mariel can see so much of you and you can see so little of her. Would you like to see more of her beautiful body, Pip?" She hesitated. "Piiiip?"

She nodded. As he stood and walked back to Mariel she realized too late that he was going to tell her what she had just said. He did. As he whispered it into her ear Mariel's eyes grew wide and she shook her head.

His mouth moved around to her other ear and began kissing down her neck. She tried shaking her head again but melted under the feel of his tongue on her neck. As he reached her other shoulder she was thrusting her breasts forwards eagerly, her head tossed back. His lips closed down finally on the small bit of fabric that was hanging from her shoulder, looked up at Pip, and bit it in his teeth. He pulled it a good two inches from her shoulder and released. With her back arched like that, there was nothing to stop the downward movement of the fabric, and both women gasped aloud as the entire top of Mariel's dress fell to her waist. Her breasts sprang free while she pressed them forwards wantonly, and they were every bit as beautiful as Pip had imagined. Large round areolae were tipped with pert nipples that could not help but show her excitement.

She tilted her head back up and looked down at her nakedness, groaning loudly as she saw the sight she presented to Pip. Pip couldn't help but stare, Mariel's breasts were beautiful, and stood out proudly just begging for attention. Somewhere in all of this Hood had removed his shirt, and his muscular chest was now peeking out from behind her friend. Pip's legs spread of their own will, and both of her friends had their eyes locked on her. She was lost. She wanted to sit up and cover herself, but she also wanted to spread her legs wider and invite their gaze. Se wanted them to stop looking at her like that, but she also wanted them to do more to her.

"Look at her, Mariel," Hood said, loud enough for Pip to overhear. "Look at that breast, isn't it beautiful?" Mariel didn't seem to realize he was no longer whispering, and nodded her head. "Doesn't that just make your mouth water, and make your tongue squirm around in your mouth?" Again, she nodded, it not registering that Pip could hear the questions she was nodding her answers to. "Oooo look at those panties. Look at how wet Pip is, you know she's wet for you, Mariel." Her friend groaned aloud at his words, staring at her.