Deputy Director Darcia squints menacingly her beautiful pink eyes, increasing the pressure over her grip, tightly squeezing the Rogue Cadet's manhood.
With a slow but firm movement, the Dragoness strokes up her tight hold, doing a ring like figure with her thumb and index fingers; Making use of this formation to figuratively choke Khallyon's cock head.
"Are you sure you want to piss me off, Cadet DICK-69?"; Warns Deputy Director Darcia with an aggressive conviction, her playfulness nowhere to be seen, as she has called the Young Man by his Cadet Designation, and not by his Name.
"Of course not Darcia, but if you don't want to trust me, you can leave, Or are you going to tell us everything we want to know?, Regardless of the Dangers attached to certain bits of knowledge?".
The Dragoness scoffs with anger, releasing from her nose an hyper heated mist of ionized gas, to put it another way, Plasma.
