You Have Her Down For The Count

Enough playing with your food. It's time to eat.

You rush up to White Light, charging with a fist cocked and a determined look in your eyes. White Light, soft and weak as she is, tries to duck out of the way to avoid the rush, but that's what you planned.

In her rush, she trips over her feet.

"Oooof!" She cries out as she lands on the dirty ground, staining her frilly white camisole.

"What's that?" You almost sing. "Finding it hard to stand? I don't blame you. You've really made a mistake here, little girl."

With a groan, she tries to get up. Not that it will help her. You put a heeled foot down on top of her stomach and push down. Her attempt to remove your boot with her hands fails immediately. You have her pin.

"10..." The bubbly blond **** announces to the crowd. Spectators watch, curious to see what you will do with your captive.

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