Come here, blackmail bitch. It's time for your interrogation. Don't be afraid. Just take a deep breath, jerk your cock, and look at me. I'm here to collect some information from you -- information that I may or may not deploy against you in the future. This interview will be easy as long as you cooperate like a good boy. All you have to do is keep jerking your cock and answer a series of questions for me.  Thirty questions, actually. Thirty embarrassing questions that will make you squirm as you get hard and horny for the compromising position that I'm coaxing you into. You see, I want to collect the dirt on you. I want to know all about the humiliations, rejections, perversions, failures, and secret fantasies lurking in your personal history. I'm here to interrogate those parts of your past and present that you'd never admit to others.  You can tell me anything. I'm not here to judge; I have a very different kind of agenda when it comes to you. You can admit your embarrassing secrets to me, and you WILL. And you'll love it. As for the consequences of your confession? Well, those will come later. Or never. Or maybe at some unexpected time in the future when you've forgotten all about what you told me here and now...