No. She’s got you trapped.

Samira laughs melodiously and pulls back on your leg, eliciting another pained sound from you. She “pulses” the hold as she tries to **** a submission out of you, loosening a little bit and then yanking it tight, sending wave after wave of agony through your leg. You can feel the smooth material of her harem pants rubbing against your thigh as she twists you further. And as your leg rubs against your crotch over and over again, another sensation joins it: a warm wetness, spreading across her inner thighs.

Just as it hits you that she’s using your compromising position to pleasure herself, she wrenches your leg sharply, sending a spike of pain shooting all the way up to your groin. You tap out frantically, and she releases you as the buzzer sounds.

When you stand up, you notice that her pants are no longer baggy and flowing between the legs—instead, a large wet spot has formed there and they’re sticking to her thighs and pussy. Samira presses a finger against the wetness and moves it in a slow, tantalizing circle.

“Oh,” she says, “did you think I was wearing panties under these?”

You’ve lost a point for a submission.