[P] He escapes the ropes.

Krin moans softly as he regains his senses, hips rocking back against the hand stroking his clit. Then he opens his eyes, the memory of where he was and how he got there crashing over him. He starts to breathe fast and shallow, struggling not to panic.

Think, Krin. You have to be smart about getting out of this. He grinds his teeth, testing the rope binding his hands. It felt slick enough with his sweat to buy him wiggle room. That was probably the best he was going to get.

The kobold's cock pressing against his pussy lips spurs him to strain against the ropes as hard as he could, feeling them slip and give way a bit. How could someone so small in stature have a cock that large? She was talking, but he barely hears the words over his panicked focus on the ropes.

The seconds stretch out as he kept pulling, feeling like hours. Finally, he feels the first coil, then the second and third, slip over his hands. He was free! He doesn't waste any time pushing his hands under himself, scrambling on hands and knees to get away before she could shove that monster cock inside him.

[P] I try to escape the ropes.

[GM] Roll STR at disavantage. You're in a bad position to get leverage for freeing yourself and she's distracting you. DC is 13.

[P] 1d20 (8, 17) + STR 3 + HRN 4 = 15. I'm free! I try to crawl away.

[GM] Okay, contested quickness. 1d20 (11) + QUI 4 + HRN 3 = 18 for her.

[P] 1d20 (1) + QUI 3 + HRN 4 = 8. Ooof.