- Place of work? - a young girl investigator asked me in a menacing tone.

“Temporarily not working,” I replied, standing in front of her desk.

- What then do you live? - looking intently into my eyes, she continued interrogation.

- What does it matter? - confusedly I answered.

- Answer! - she ordered. “Here I define what matters and what doesn't!”

I looked down, completely unaware of what to say. The fact is that a few days ago I came from Russia to Ukraine. My visit was made for business purposes, I’m the manager of a famous company came here to sign some contracts with our branches. I myself do not know why the investigator so blatantly lied to the fact that I did not work anywhere. It was just that at some point I felt ashamed to say such a pretty girl that I served in a condom manufacturing corporation. This afternoon I did all my work, and for tomorrow I should have a plane from Kiev to Moscow.

However, on a warm evening, I suddenly felt bored of sitting in a hotel room, and I decided to walk a bit along the streets of Kiev. Everything was normal, I did not touch anyone, walked peacefully, met beautiful girls, but unfortunately they were in a hurry and did not manage to spend this evening with me. But we exchanged numbers and promised each other that we would soon meet. After the walk I was about to go back to the hotel to go to bed, but it was not there. Without any explanation, people in civilian clothes grabbed me and, under a cheerful waving of crusts, were taken to a local police station. My vain attempts to explain to them that I am a peaceful citizen, besides a foreign one, did not break anything - they failed.

- So you steal something? - she squinted her pretty eyes.

- I do not steal anything! - I replied angrily.

- Well, slow down the tone, shut up and say what you do? She shouted at me in her sweet, but powerful voice.

- I sell condoms! - offended I threw. - Is there enough explanation, or tell me more about how I do it?

- You tell me everything! She said without hesitation.

- Listen to what you want? You have without any reason detained a citizen of another country who has done nothing wrong, I demand an explanation!

She did not pay any attention to my words. Such neglect acts on nerves as weak electric shocks. Her long fingers with painted nails slowly sorted out some strange paper, and her eyes now and then glittered from the light of a desk lamp. It was already dark outside the window, and the wind flew freshly into the open window sash. The situation reminded me of a spy movie, and it was in the place where the failed spy was caught that the interrogation was taken to the room where the person was sitting at the table.

“I got here,” I thought.

- Well, got up quietly! - She cried, noticing how I leaned on one leg.

“Why the hell are you screaming here?” - I stunned responded. “I’m not a dog to command you that way!”

She rose from her desk. She was wearing black, stylish, fitting her excellent figure, pants. Black patent leather stilettos and a white silk blouse. The hair color was light brown, but it tinged more towards the red, and with the reflections of the desktop consecration it seemed as if she had come from some beautiful fairy tale in the form of a fiery princess. In appearance she is no more than 25, a young lady. As tall as I am, about a meter eighty considering the pins, of course;) She straightened up and walked toward me with a graceful gait.

Here is her face right in front of mine, I can already feel the warm breath and the smell of perfume. On the pretty face of the girl, I managed to see the abundance of small freckles. Blue eyes pierced me like arrows on ancient battlefields.

- Do not you say a dog? - She whispered in my ear.

I felt like I was literally drunk on her delicious voice, becoming soft like clay. Each of her movements is imbued with some attractiveness.

“No, I'm a man,” I whispered softly.

“You disappoint me with this,” she answered, licking her lips.

- Is it? Why does this disappoint you?

“Because I want you to become a dog,” she whispered, putting her palms on her waist.

I automatically lowered my eyes and stared at the plaque of her belt.

“Look at the animal in my eyes,” she ordered, lifting her chin with a hand.

I did not know what to answer to such antics. To beat the girls my hands do not rise, shouting in this situation is stupid, because she calmly talks. My whole body was numb, as if a hundred cubes of Novocain were injected into it, I could not even move my head anymore and began to breathe through time.

“That's right, you are silent,” she said, putting her hand into my hair and rubbing it. - You have to remain silent, you will speak only when I order, you will piss and sleep when I order. You are my dog.

With these words, she licked my cheek with her wet tongue. I seem to understand what kind of game she started. A young girl, whose dad is probably an influential man, put her in this place. She is most likely practiced here as a regular investigator, having just recently graduated from a police academy. She used to get everything from life. There is a brand new BMW parked under the windows, most likely it belongs to her, she received it as a gift for her birthday from daddy. From her luxurious body it smells of expensive perfumes that you can hardly afford for the usual salary of a Ukrainian police officer. She is a typical beginner bitch with her gags. She just wanted to play the cool miss order protection in such an unusual way. I even would not mind playing along if I were not the same as she! There in Moscow I had a girl who lives in my house as a slave. I myself am a lord and I can not be someone's dog!

- Listen, dear, I understand you perfectly, but at home one slut is waiting for me, who wears a dog collar on her thin neck and crawls in front of me on worn knees. I would love to play your games as a lower one, but I'm sorry, I can't, I am used to command and not used to being commanded by me! Let me out, I have not broken anything, I have a plane to Moscow in the morning.

“Be quiet, stupid,” she put her index finger to my lips, “no one will ask you, I want it, so be it.” Got it?

- Not! - I answered sharply.

- Ohorona! Take away ідіоты і seat at the camera! - she ordered two men in uniform.

- For what? - I shouted angrily.

- Sit for a couple of days, but for now we’ll find out who you really are! She said with irony, turning away.

- I have a plane tomorrow, if I'm late for him, I will hang you all to hell!

- The threat of an official punished severely! - She warned, looking at me with her foxish look.

- Yes, you all went mad, I'll complain!

- Complain. - She waved her fingers at me and sat down at the table. I was taken away.

Where I was put it was impossible to call the camera, rather it was a punishment cell. The room is the size of a country toilet. Neither sit down nor stand up. Very little time passed, maybe 15-20 minutes, when the body began to collapse, I realized that I would not last even an hour. I started screaming.

- Let me out, I'll do everything!

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