Fix your clothing

Well, obviously, I had to fix my clothing first. I can’t do a thing with my pants on the ground like this!

Unfortunately though, Sylphid was not nice enough to let me actually do that.

I was trying to fix my shirt and while I did succeed in getting it back down again, Sylphid used that opening tu rudely tackle me to the ground.

“H-hey!”

I grunted in pain but apparently that did not count as non erotic ****. (I’m sure Ben was bought off at this point)

Of course I tried to get up again but Sylphid was faster and put a foot down on my stomach. “Not so fast, Handsome.”

I grunted and tried to get up but that damn foot was like a vice. All I achieved was getting Sylphid to giggle. “You’re so cute when you wiggle around like this, Handsome. Come on, try a bit more. You can do it!”

Sylphid lifted her foot a bit, only to stamp it back down when I made a move. At one point she even smacked me(lightly) in the face and still was fast enough to put her foot back down before I could escape.

Urgh, this was so humiliating! I groaned in frustration and finally grabbed her foot and try to shove her off me but from my position I couldn’t get any leverage and Sylphid herself found that more amusing then anything and even teasingly wiggled her toes. “Sorry, Handsome. I didn’t try my legs for years so that a dorky little princess could just shove me up. My leg strength is waaay stronger then my arm strength, so you might as well not bother.”

Her legs certainly had a very well defined athletic quality to it. They weren’t overtly muscular but Sylphid certainly had any right to be proud of them.

“Show off”, I grumbled towards my tormentor but that only got her to giggle.

“Alright. Alright. I stop bullying you now, ok?”

Unfortunately for me, the martial artist had a weird concept of “stop bullying” because her next move was to flat out mount me.

“I think in our relationship this is the best role suited for both of us.” She flashed me a cocky grin while her hands pressed my torso to the ground, leering down at me like a predator. “Don’t you agree, my cute little slaveboy?”

“T-this isn’t over!”

“No?”, Sylphid shot me an inquisitive look. “No offense Handsome but I really don’t see how you can still turn this around.” She wiggled her butt a bit. “But I love to see you try.”

At this point Sylphid was just playing around with me. But she wasn’t wrong. Sylphid caught me literally with my pants down and when I couldn’t even escape one single foot I have no chance against her entire body.

I can still move my arms but that was it. This was an extremely dangerous situation to be in.

For better or worse, it appeared that my defiance had caught Sylphid’s attention. Like a cat playing with her food she was curious what I could possible do and that curiosity prevented her from finishing me off right away. But as all cats, Sylphid had very little patience.

If I still want to turn this around I better come up with something quick.