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Part 6 of the "Sadie vs. the shoe thief" saga, commissioned by FurryMike .

Part 5: Sadie vs. the shoe thief, part 5 (Commission)
Part 4: fav.me/db4h7gn

Part 3: fav.me/d9uryee
Part 2: fav.me/d8trk1n
Part 1: fav.me/d8hf1ni

Mike lay prone on the floor, groaning in agony after Sadie's kick to his crotch. "Hurts, doesn't it?" she said with a smirk as she stood over him. The pretty, petite stocking foot which had done so much damage to him was just inches from his snout. "But at least you feel relieved because your punishment is over, right? WRONG!!! It's just beginning! You just needed to be *subdued* for the next part." Sadie bent down closer to Mike's face and looked him in the eyes. "It's time for your interrogation!" she announced. The mongoose grabbed Mike by his arms and pulled him back up to a standing position. He did not feel ready to stand up again, but he had no choice in the matter. Sadie marched him through a doorway into another room.

This room had a small table in the center, with a wooden chair on each side of it. A simple light fixture hung directly over the table. Sadie pushed Mike down into a sitting position on one of the chairs. Quickly, she grabbed a pair of handcuffs she had hanging on a hook nearby and cuffed Mike's hands to the back of the chair. She opened up a cabinet at the side of the room and took out a tape recorder, which she placed on the table and plugged into an extension cord on the floor. She briefly returned to the first room to retrieve her missing shoe, and placed that shoe on the table between the tape recorder and Mike.

Finally Sadie sat down in the chair opposite Mike and said, "We're just about ready to start." Mike felt Sadie pinning down his left foot with her shoeless right foot. Sadie continued: "You must answer my questions truthfully. Lying to me will not be tolerated!" Sadie flashed a wicked grin at him. "No pressure!" she said tauntingly. With those words, she pushed her shod left foot up against Mike's still-tender groin, prodding and squeezing it with the hard sole and pointy toe of her pump, instilling in him the fear of more possible pain to come.

Sadie pressed the Record and Play buttons on the tape recorder. "This is the official confession of Mike the wolf," Sadie said into the recorder. Confession? Mike wondered why Sadie wanted his confession when she had already caught him red-handed with her shoe. Then he realized that he was overthinking it. This was another game she was engaging in, and he was her toy. She wanted to play "good cop, bad cop"... only without the good cop. "Did you, or did you not, Mike, steal my shoe from me on the afternoon of the 25th between the hours of 2 and 5 P.M.?" Mike winced as Sadie ground her shod foot between his legs, causing pain to shoot through his crotch again.

"Y... Yes," he stammered...

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Part 6 of the "Sadie vs. the shoe thief" saga, commissioned by FurryMike .

Part 5: Sadie vs. the shoe thief, part 5 (Commission)
Part 4: fav.me/db4h7gn

Part 3: fav.me/d9uryee
Part 2: fav.me/d8trk1n
Part 1: fav.me/d8hf1ni

Mike lay prone on the floor, groaning in agony after Sadie's kick to his crotch. "Hurts, doesn't it?" she said with a smirk as she stood over him. The pretty, petite stocking foot which had done so much damage to him was just inches from his snout. "But at least you feel relieved because your punishment is over, right? WRONG!!! It's just beginning! You just needed to be *subdued* for the next part." Sadie bent down closer to Mike's face and looked him in the eyes. "It's time for your interrogation!" she announced. The mongoose grabbed Mike by his arms and pulled him back up to a standing position. He did not feel ready to stand up again, but he had no choice in the matter. Sadie marched him through a doorway into another room.

This room had a small table in the center, with a wooden chair on each side of it. A simple light fixture hung directly over the table. Sadie pushed Mike down into a sitting position on one of the chairs. Quickly, she grabbed a pair of handcuffs she had hanging on a hook nearby and cuffed Mike's hands to the back of the chair. She opened up a cabinet at the side of the room and took out a tape recorder, which she placed on the table and plugged into an extension cord on the floor. She briefly returned to the first room to retrieve her missing shoe, and placed that shoe on the table between the tape recorder and Mike.

Finally Sadie sat down in the chair opposite Mike and said, "We're just about ready to start." Mike felt Sadie pinning down his left foot with her shoeless right foot. Sadie continued: "You must answer my questions truthfully. Lying to me will not be tolerated!" Sadie flashed a wicked grin at him. "No pressure!" she said tauntingly. With those words, she pushed her shod left foot up against Mike's still-tender groin, prodding and squeezing it with the hard sole and pointy toe of her pump, instilling in him the fear of more possible pain to come.

Sadie pressed the Record and Play buttons on the tape recorder. "This is the official confession of Mike the wolf," Sadie said into the recorder. Confession? Mike wondered why Sadie wanted his confession when she had already caught him red-handed with her shoe. Then he realized that he was overthinking it. This was another game she was engaging in, and he was her toy. She wanted to play "good cop, bad cop"... only without the good cop. "Did you, or did you not, Mike, steal my shoe from me on the afternoon of the 25th between the hours of 2 and 5 P.M.?" Mike winced as Sadie ground her shod foot between his legs, causing pain to shoot through his crotch again.

"Y... Yes," he stammered...