A conundrum (Fred and Dinah)
He was cuffed to a chair by two pretty women after they had drugged him then undrugged him. Normally, this might be a dream come true for Jensen, but this was an interrogation. They hadn't gotten around to the actual torture but he did have one of them rifling through his pants. That counts!
"All right, look." He gave them both a bland smile. "We all know where the drive is. There is only one way it's coming to light. There are three choices here. Fred here can continue pawing my lap which don't think I don't appreciate even if it is a little rougher than I prefer, but I'm open to experimentation in being a bottom. Fishnets there could go after the drive, but I think that's rougher than any man can handle. Or," he jangled the cuff against the arm of the chair.