A Spy cadre is captured

Your men quickly capture an enemy spy from Ogralia that attempted to gather information from the seedy parts of Klagenstein's underworld, using bribery and **** to attempt to gain what she wanted.

You had to admit, this particular spy had done her homework and was very handy in building up a network. She had the help of at least a hundred spies - all fellow Ogralians - who helped **** many gang leaders and seize control of several aspects of the underworld, and managed to obtain a great amount of **** on more than a few Kingdom officials who opposed both you and Queen Geraldine.

Too bad she got greedy and moved too early; before she had complete control of the criminal underworld, several goons who hated her guts secretly leaked vital information on a planned raid on the Royal Palace's library to steal some important documents, using some criminal gangs to stage robberies and distract the guardsmen.

Several vice-gang leaders, wanting to regain control of their fates out of both selfish greed and hate for this spy leader, instigate revolts of their own and quickly subdue many of their compatriots in the confusion that followed. Some were killed, both spy and gang leader, and the rest were arrested. Queen Geraldine ordered many of the latter executed, and the remaining former to be incarcerated for interrogation.

You decide to see the leader of the spy cadre yourself, and boy is she a pretty thing.

Brown, curly chestnut hair, demure sandy yellow eyes, an athletic body with the C-Cup breasts and wide hips to match, her concealing unisex clothes did nothing to detract from her beauty. Her skin is very smooth and shiny, and her thin lips looked so inviting for a nice kiss.

"She's all yours, General," Said Valerie as she left, but not before whispering into your ear, "If you claim her as your conquest, do please share her with me."

You simply smile as she closes the door behind her. Taking a nearby chair, you sit in front of her jail cell, the spy looking inquisitively at you.

"You must be General Johann," Said the spy, her thick Ogralian accent shining through, "I didn't think you'd come here yourself to question me."

"That's my decision," You said, "So what's your name?"

"What's it to you, General?" Asked the spy.

"Well, it's better than simply calling you 'woman' or 'spy leader', right?" You said.

"...Valérie Fouché," Said the spy leader, "So, before we start, I'll tell you now I will reveal nothing to you, not even if you break my limbs or any other part of my body. My body may be broken, but my spirit will never be. Simple as that."

"Whoever said I was going to do that?" You said.

"What? Then what are you going to do? Tickle me until I spill the beans by accident?" Valérie questioned.

"This," You said.