Put that taser to use!

Licking her lips in excitement, Annie stared down at Tristan's **** manhood and revved up her taser.

"Wanna start talking or do I need to use a little persuasion?"

He began sweating nervously, his hard muscles glistening in the light of the car's headlights. He was unsure of whether protecting the trafficking ring was worth going through this amount of excruciating pain. He had obviously stopped to think for too long, as Annie gave him a quick zap to the junk. It lasted for only a second, but it was enough to get him talking.

"Everything you need to know is in that fucking building!!" he blurted out. "There's a door on the left of the main entrance! Please, no more!!"

She went to zap him again, but stopped when she realised the taser had run out of energy. In a rage, she threw the weapon at his crotch, which made a sickening thud as it collided. He winced in pain and tensed his tight abs as the pain travelled through his body, unable to move his hands to cover his groin as many men instinctively do when injured.

"You're fucking hopeless" she said coldly, as she strutted off towards the building, leaving him writhing naked and exposed on the side of the road.