Armbar with scissors

{if@ Brutal==false}{else}"You're going to be living between these legs, bitch, so you better learn to love them," she tells you. "Or maybe you'll just be dying between them."

{endif}Me falls to the ground, sitting beside you, then lifts your back off the ground and slides a leg under it. The next instant her other leg's across your chest and she's grabbed your arm.

"It's scandalous, the way I play with You," she says, looking at you, her stockinged thighs clenched around you.“No, not so much a scandal," she says, her thighs tightening around your chest, "more of a vice."

You feel pain in your chest, but soon forget it as she then starts to work on your arm, trying to bend it at the elbow, threatening to break it.

You use your free arm to try and lever her legs off your torso, use your legs to try and shift your body position, in an attempt to throw her off, but all it results in is you writhing in more pain as her thighs grip tighter and she applies more pressure to your arm.

"That's it, struggle," Me encourages you, "that just adds to the fun. Although I've been doing this for so long to so many, all those countless hours of practice, that any resistance is futile." She smiles as she levers your arm, and now you're screaming, begging her not to break it.

"Don't worry, You," she says, relaxing the pressure on your arm. "I don't break my toys, I just play with them. Even when they're so worn out nobody else would be interested in them, I still love them, right to the end.{if@ Brutal==false}{else} Though maybe I could make an exception in your case.{endif}" She resumes playing with your arm, enjoying you writhe in pain. "{if@ Brutal==false}{else}Quiet, bitch! {endif}I'm just finding your breaking point, taking you to your limits, expanding them. One day this..." she says, putting so much pressure on your elbow you think it will snap, "this will seem comfortable, and then we'll move on to see what your body's truly capable of." Once again she relaxes the pressure, so that you'll be able to hear her properly rather than just screaming. "It's good to be taken out of your comfort zone."

Me lets go of your arm, and {if@ Brutal==false}{else}squeezes you tighter with her thighs, replacing one excruciating pain with another, then {endif}lets her legs go loose, releasing the pressure on your torso. As you rub your aching elbow, she gets to her feet.

{if@ Brutal==false}"So, You, let's have some more fun in this game of ours. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"{else}"So, bitch, ready to love these legs of mine?"{endif}