Please!! Have mercy!

The time for pride is out the window. You're in so much pain you can't even think, let alone process the shame of the situation. Her thighs seem to be made out of steel, and it feels like she'll snap you in half if this continues.

You cry out and beg, "Please!! Have mercy!" Sniffling and holding back tears, you continue, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry I tried to hit you... please let me go...."

Jessica laughs and looks at Sarah with satisfaction. "So much for that fighting spirit, huh?"

"Good work, girl!" She smiles approvingly at your defeat.

"So does that mean...?"

"Yeah, ok." Sarah replies knowingly, "You can break this one in. You've earned it.

You groan in pain, fear rising inside you as you wonder what she means.