You want to tell me everything. You just need a little motivation, don't you? Stroking and stroking yourself so stupid you'll spill any detail I demand of you. This is an interrogation. I'll weaken your defenses as your arousal grows. It's impossible to fight off the allure blackmail has. All those details preventing you from every finding freedom again. Stroke and spill, I have some questions for you. Some things I need to know. Some things I'll add to the vault.