The Hard Way

"I really only have this one phone on me. I'm telling you this is all a big misunderstanding; you have to believe me!" You are squirming because of the pressure in your groin. You are hoping Sabrina will believe your story and have some mercy on you.

"Ok, be like that. I think I know how to get you to talk." As she says this, she increases her squeezing in one big pulse before letting go completely. You breathe a sigh of relief, but that relief is short lived. Before you can even open your mouth and say anything, you see her raise her right hand up and rocket it towards your unprotected balls. Her open palm strikes your groin, and you feel a jolt of pain reverberating across your entire body.

You let out a loud exasperated moan. You look up and you see the cruelty in Sabrina's eyes as she seems like she has no regard for your wellbeing. "Sabrina please don't do-". She doesn't even let you finish your sentence before unleashing another open-handed slap to the same region. You are now struggling harder to escape, returning to your original plan of breaking off the chains that bind you. But it's still a lost cause.

Sabrina waits for your struggling to settle down before she slaps your groin for a third time. "Don't struggle or I'll make this even worse for you. I'm still being nice for now. Where is the fucking phone?" You look defeated directly at her. Your eyes meet for a brief instant, yours begging hers for mercy. But you can see that she isn't interested in that. She wants the phone through any means necessary.

"Fine, I'll be mean then, if that will get you to talk."

She walks up towards you. You stare in anticipation and fear for her next move, even though you are glad your balls get some rest. She places her knees on the bed by your side and hesitates for a moment before committing to her course of action. She raises her right knee and moves it to the other side of the bed, straddling you in the process. As she does this her ass briefly brushes your dick and you get slightly harder because of it. She puts both hands on your chest and stares directly at you, hesitating for the second time as she decides whether to escalate the scenario.

Sabrina: "Final chance. Give it up."

John: "There is nothing to give up. You are being paranoid. There is no other phone."

Sabrina: "How pathetic. The only thing worse than what you did is denying it after being caught. I can't believe you won't just man up and accept your punishment. But I'll make sure your punishment is as severe as possible, starting now."

As soon as she finished, she dug her nails into the scalp of your head, holding it up. Then she raised her right hand and delivered the hardest slap you have ever received, leaving her handprint on the left side of your face. You let out an almost girly screech, but that didn't stop her from continuing to rain down slaps to your unprotected face as it is held up with her other hand.

She kept going, past 3 slaps, past 5, past 10. Every slap feeling somehow stronger than the last. You lost count of how many she had hit you with, but your face was burning, and tears were beginning to form on the sides of your eyes. "Please stop." You are essentially begging at this point but Sabrina is not stopping before she gets what she wants. She switches hands so that now her right hand is holding up your head while she uses her left to repeat the process of slaps on the right side of your face. After what feels like forever, she lets go but remains perched over your body, looking down at you with even more disdain than before.

John: "Sabrina-" you are cut off by her finger as she shushes you. You remain calm, waiting patiently for her next move, too worn out at this point to even disagree with her. She moves both her hands down to your neck and starts to **** you roughly, cutting off the air supply to your lungs. You don't even try to fight back anymore. Now you are only trying to save your breath in hopes that she will stop the **** soon enough, but it seems like you are out of luck.

Sabrina: "You have better start talking, or I will knock you the fuck out."

This is the end of the line. You know that although air chokes are less effective at rendering someone ****, they will cause sever pain and air hunger, and may even cause fractures in the larynx. You are certainly not willing to suffer permanent damage, or even endure **** levels of pain to stop Sabrina from getting access to your burner phone. You might just have to give it up.