Power Out of Janna's Legs

Your stubbornness wins out in the end, as you try to wedge your hands in between Janna's scissors and break out of them by ****. Bringing your hands together, you begin to part Janna's thighs near her pussy, but you're still being choked by them. Your arms tremble as you continue to **** them apart, but you're quickly running out of strength.

Before you can separate them completely, Janna's legs **snap** back into place, overpowering you in an instant. Your arms are trapped near her entrance, and your head is being punished by her incredibly strong legs. What oxygen you regained through your struggles is immediately sapped out of your system, as you're back to square one.

Janna's face is decorated with confidence, and it makes you feel a bit scared. She grits her teeth for a second, as another surge of pain courses through your body from your head. You begin to lose hope as you **** on her thighs.

"You can't get out of this, rookie," the wind spirit taunts, "but I'll let you pick how I finish this."

You feel like a plaything; a toy being granted a taste of freedom. But, do you really have a choice? The thighs around your neck, the lack of oxygen, the creeping sense of humiliation. Adding on to that, you swear you feel her hand brush over your trunks, and you curse yourself for being so hard in this position.

Janna doesn't seem to appreciate your silence, "Come on, rookie, you don't have all day..."

You can hear the haunting tone in her voice, but she's right, you're running out of air. You've got to make a decision before the darkness surrounding your sights makes it for you.