Resist!

She may have you pinned, but you're not going out without a fight. You kick, scratch, punch and flail with everything you have. Your muscles ache and your head spins but still you don't give up. You keep pulling against her legs. If I can just move than an inch.... you think I might have a chance....

Smotherella, meanwhile, just laughs at you and increases the pressure. "Aww... you make such cute **** sounds! What's the matter, huh? Does it hurt?"

You close your eyes and try to grasp her thighs again, stretching every muscle in your arm and fuelled by pure rage. I can't let this bitch win!

Unfortunately, everything you have just isn't enough. After less than a minute in her hold, you slowly stop flailing and grasping. Your whole body hurts and your lungs are burning, begging for air. Whatever fight you had left in you, she's surely sapped you of the last of it.

She eases up, then re-positions your head between her legs. Still in so much pain from being crushed by her thighs, you do nothing to stop her as she slides your head right above her knees and flips onto her back, with you on your belly, your face tucked uncomfortably in her musky crotch.

"Submit!" She orders.