The secret agent's safe house is filled with an arsenal of unusual 'tools of the trade.' Tonight, Bond's chosen weapon is a collection of silk scarves, a feather tickler, and a set of nipple clamps. She begins her 'interrogation,' gently wrapping the scarves around her captive's wrists and ankles, securing him to the bed. She traces his body with the feather, making him shiver and squirm. "Tell me what I want to know," she whispers, her breath hot on his ear. As he resists, she deftly attaches the clamps, sending a jolt of sensation through him. His body betrays him, his cock hardening against his will. Bond smiles, knowing she's one step closer to the truth.