Eight and no, not this time either.

Running out of time and air you frantically tap out your next guess, tapping eight times in rapid succession. "Ah, so you were paying attention ****. Since it wasn't five the last time it can't be seven so you figure it to be eight.." Your hopes start to rise as your lungs scream for air, your mind feeling all fuzzy. "..but it's still wrong!"

"No! No!" You scream inside your mind as her weight remains fully on your face, not releasing any of the pressure, not even slightly and the pain in your balls explode as she flicks the clothespins making them bob, pulling your sensitive skin along with them. In complete silence you howl in pain and squirm despite your best efforts to remain still.

"Now, now, seat! No squirming.." You freeze as her fingers clamp down on your nipples, her sharp nails digging into them. "..I won't cause you any permanent brain damage you know.." Her words sink into your mind, making for a dubious sense of relief as you put your trust in her control and her soft, firm ass, your cock as hard as ever despite all the pain you are subjected to. "..or will I? It would be so easy.." The blood in your veins suddenly go cold in fear. "..I guess you'll just have to trust me!"

Mistress Jessica chuckles to herself softly, stretching out her legs down your naked form, using your entire body as a seat now. Moments later the pain in your balls intensify once more as she plays with the clothespins before removing several of them, the blood flooding back into the sensitive skin while she at the same time clamps on several more. As your mind goes more and more fuzzy it's hard to concentrate and complex thought becomes harder as you start to feel sleepy.

You're decently sure the clothespins are a lower number this time though. Mistress Jessica's voice cuts in, focusing what's left of your consciousness. "There we go ****! You better get this one right I think or I'll leave you bluefaced and smothered out in just a little while.." Somehow you don't like the sound of that too much. "..and it would be a shame for our game to end so quickly, don't you think? I might even have to punish you for not paying proper attention.."

Weakly you start to tap out your guess with your last burst of energy..