In one of their most daring and successful sting operations yet, C-Sec has managed to capture the notorious thief, Chinook. A partner and equal to the legendary Kasumi Goto, Chinook is a master in her own right, and a wealth of potentially vital information to fighting crime throughout the galaxy. The only problem is... she's not interested in talking. No amount of good cop/bad cop, no offers for plea bargains or deals will sway the stubborn doe. So, in desperation, the officers call in their ace in the hole.

They place a call to Purgatory, asking for one of their dancers. Not just anyone, but the seductive and sassy sexpot known as Tori. The tiger shark is in high demand as one of the most prized entertainers around, but she also leads a second job where she helps... coax... information out of unwilling prisoners.

Arriving at the citadel, still in dancer garb and quite antsy after the long trip, Tori quickly makes her way to the interrogation room. The cameras shut off, the audio recordings pause, and the restrained doe barely has time to get a confused word out before the shark is in her lap, lips to her own, and preparing to break down her defenses with a very passionate lap dance.

Will Chinook's resolve hold out until she's rescued? Or will Tori have her singing like a canary? Or perhaps she'll just enjoy the shark's affectionate embrace while she buys more time?

A rather old picture that came about when Tori and I were discussing the Mass Effect dancers as a more sexy alternative to C-sec's usual interrogations. As so often happens when we chat, naughty thoughts were born!

Art by  baings

Tori belongs to  drpossibly

Chinook belongs to my gal