“I’m going to get you to talk one way or the other!” Leia haughtily said, before turning around and bending over. “And seeing as you’re already in an interrogation chair, I think I’ll have a seat… Until I think you feel like talking.” She said, dangling her backside precariously over you.
“Wait! I’m not a spy!” You said before Leia sighed and her ass plummeted down on top of you, completely filling up your vision. She may have been wearing white, but your vision quickly went black as she plopped her soft backside on you. Her rump lifted up and smashed back down, knocking what little air you could muster out of you.
“You’ll have plenty of time to think.” You heard her muffled voice say from above you as she shifted her hips from side to side, rubbing her warm backside all over you. You screamed in protest as the princess continued to get comfortable, but it only sounded like the squeaks of a mouse to her.
“Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time to talk… Later, and I think I’m starting to enjoy this.” She said, leaning back in the chair…
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