Jose went on to explain to Laura again, that he had competed an exhaustive background check on the name, Nora Nelson and found no real significant information so he knew she was using a fake name as well as a phony shell company connection. Jose further stated that he had learned about her unique body modifications, mostly as a result of the recent body scans, and was certain that she had been forcibly trained by the same sex slave traders that were rumored to be associated with one of his fierce competitors; and in fact believed to be involved in the sex slave trading and diamond smuggling operation as well.
“Your forced body modifications and ultra high heel training initially gave you away, but after we looked at your body scans and today finding the flash drive voice recorder in your belt, I am certain you are here for another reason,” Jose stated calmly.
“But now I think you will appreciate what I have in store for your world class nipples. I’m sure you will tell me the full truth when the time is right,” Jose stated as Laura wiggled deliciously against her tight bondage and moaned through the unique leather muffle gag.
He then stepped over to another nearby water tank in the room and used a small net to fish out six goldfish swimming in the container and put them in a large water pitcher. Laura still could not see what Jose was doing until he walked back to the modified aquarium and poured the contents of the pitcher into the tank in the open area above her head.
The water level rose in the tank to about two inches below her taught and staining nipple tips with the goldfish swimming in circles. Jose then took a hose from a large pressurized water bottle, sitting on the floor near the aquarium, and began filling the tank through a flexible tube and spigot arrangement. The water was rising at a rate of about two inches a minute.
“We covered your nipples with a strong fish-food jelly, so the goldfish should have a field day with them in about a minute,” Jose announced somewhat fiendishly, although Laura was still never was able to see him because of her bondage and the head strap.
However, she could easily see the water level rising towards the tips of her taught nipples as the goldfish swam around in circles just below the surface. Again, she struggled against her tight bonds, but was unable to move her breasts and nipples due to the expert bindings holding her upper body to the aquarium frame. She also tried to moan through the pear gag, but both the attempted struggling and moaning only added to bizarre ambience of Jose’s devilishly designed truth detector system.
When the water level reached Laura’s nipple tips, she tried to squeal through the gag since the water seemed to further sensitize her already hyper-sensitive protuberances. Jose continued to fill the tank so that the water covered about a half of an inch of her long pointy nipples when she suddenly felt one, then two, then three of the fish strike at her submersed left nipple tip, and almost simultaneously the other three began hitting on her right nipple tip as well. It was like the six fish had divided up their prey in a deliberant feeding frenzy.
The goldfish feeding rage, with them bumping and sucking the gooey food from her sensitive nipple tips, sent electric shocks directly to her clitoris. Again, and again the fish struck her nipples which had now achieved a length of at least 1-7/8 inches, therefore extending them 5/8 of an inch into water. Laura was becoming sexually delirious and approaching a monumental organism in response to her continuing highly exotic fish feeding nipple torture.
Jose then noticed, while the gold fish nibbled at her super aroused nipple tips, there was a white clouding in the water that seemed to further entice their feeding frenzy.
“Well, well, well, I see that you are now lactating and the gold fish are having a field day!” Jose gleefully observed.
“I thought that they may have induced you to lactate since I’ve heard that they did that for some of their special clientele, but I didn’t realize you kept up the practice after you somehow left their training facility,” he excitedly continued.
At this point, Jose quickly untied the lacings of Laura’s leather muffle strap that held the gag in her mouth. He then opened the strap and pulled out the rubber penis gag as she gasped for air while her mounting orgasm was building as the goldfish continued their assault on her fish-food, covered nipple tips while her milk sprayed into the water.
At this point, Jose quickly scooped the six goldfish out of the tank with a small net and dropped them back into the water of the nearby original aquarium, thereby preventing her from reaching a climax.
“If you’re ready to tell me who tried to set me up, I’ll put the fish back in the tank and let you have your orgasm. If not, the fish stay in the other tank and you will be denied the pleasure of a monumental climax,” Jose whispered in her ear as he stood beside the uniquely designed aquarium.
“I… I’m not going to give you that information…. Because of orgasm denial. You should know I…. I’ve been trained to control such temptations,” Laura blubbered since she was still highly aroused and on the edge of a pending climax.
“Yes, I thought that might be the case, so I have another fool proof method of getting your true identity and purpose for being here!” Jose calmly responded.
He then went to another tank in the room and scoped four additional fish from it and put the contents into another filled water pitcher and displayed the contents to her by holding it down below her face. Four small piranhas were swimming around in that large water pitcher.
“These hungry piranhas will more than eat the fish food from your nipple tips. They’ll eat off the ends of the nipples themselves. I estimate that it will take them between five to seven seconds to completely devour them. I won’t let you bleed to death because we’ll tighten the strings at your nipple bases so they act as tourniquets,” Jose stated in a clinical fashion as Laura stared wide eyed at the exotic fish with their sharp teeth displayed through the clear water pitcher glass.
“Before I put them in the tank, do you wish to tell me who you really are and who your source was for coming to see me? If you tell me all, I’ll make sure you are unharmed and we can then work together to uncover the real culprits. If not, you’ll be without those beautiful nipple tips and facing a lot of reconstructive surgery in your near future. Will you tell me now?” he asked firmly.
It didn’t take long for Laura to respond since she had become so proud of her nipples and areolas after her forced training and so after a few long deep breaths, she blurted out, “I…. I’m…ah… Laura Lake, a reporter from the Metro Star News in St. Louis.
“I’m…. Working undercover for the paper and the CIA…. Trying to find a connection between your company and a diamond smuggling and money a laundering operation.”
“My …. Information about your company came from a CIA operative.”
“It …it was the result of an investigation into sex slave training and trading that I…. I was forced into in Arabica not long ago.” Laura sputtered as she continued to recover from her sexual high.
“Now were getting somewhere. I’ll wait a minute and let you recover some more,” Jose exclaimed.
After another minutes or so, Laura finally recovered enough to the point that she could speak somewhat coherently, and breathed, “Somehow, I never understood how the CIA pointed a finger at your company since I had enough inside knowledge to know, by the rumor mill, that I never heard anything that would indicate involvement by you or your company. As a matter of fact, the exporter’s name I kept hearing was something like, La Palma Inc., or La Palma Sales, or something like that; although I never knew for sure the exact name or how they were involved.”
Jose responded by saying, “Well, …well, … well, I think that we really can work together since the company’s real name is ‘La Palma Limited’ located near Elda, Spain about 85 miles northeast of here. They are a long-time business competitor of mine, and they now are apparently trying to set me up to take the fall for being involved in this snuggling and money laundering operation you’re talking about; not to mention the sex slave trafficking connection!”
Jose when on to explain that one of their good customers, noted by Ms. Lopez, was also located in Elda, which was Garcia Enterprises. He said that they had probably unknowingly sold the #A# marked ultra high heel footwear directly to La Palma Limited that probably further sold them to this dark underworld consortium that was rumored to be linked to various smuggling and money laundering business and also to the slave trading business in the Middle East.
“You see, I had to find out who your sources were, but from now on, I think we can work together and I’ll help you with your investigation by telling you what I know about this whole operation from my perspective. So again, can we work together to get to the bottom of this whole illegal operation?” Jose asked Laura pointedly.
“Absolutely. I thought from the beginning that you may be the fall guy in this whole thing, but I never said anything while we were being briefed,” she exclaimed while still in her bound position over the fish tank.
“Good, let’s get you up and out of the tank so we can talk in more detail. By the way, I would never let anyone, or anything destroy such works of art as your fabulous nipples and areolas. I used them the way I did today because I thought it was the only way you would tell me who you were and who you worked for. Anyway Miss Lake, now that it’s a deal that we are working together, let’s get you up and dressed,” Jose declared decisively.
Jose then called Ms. Lopez and the and the receptionist to come back in the room in order to help Laura out of her position on the special fish tank. They spent the next several minutes removing the ropes that bound her arms and legs as well as unbuckling the body and head straps before helping Laura to set down in a nearby chair in order to relax and recover her composure.
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