Run for the door!

As soon as she leaves the room, you leap to your feet as quietly as you can and make for the door. In a panic, you jostle the door handle, and your heart sinks. It's locked. You desperately scan the door for a lock. To your surprise and dismay, there isn't a proper lock, only a keyhole.

"Looking for these?" You hear Cindy taunt from behind you as she jingles her key ring. "Tsk tsk, what did I just say? Do you WANT me to crush you between my thighs?"

She saunters toward you with an evil smirk on your face. You back yourself up against the wall, bracing yourself for her next attack. But try as you might, you're not fast enough to block the roundhouse kick that knocks you down to the floor.

With one bare foot, she nudges you onto your back and sits on your neck, then scoots up and nestles your head between her soft thighs. You take a deep breath, inhaling her scent as you start to panic. Her thighs feel soft at first, but slowly Cindy increases the pressure, causing you to breathe faster and more erratically. Before long her thighs are crushing your head, and you howl in pain.

"Hnghhhh...." you grunt as you grit your teeth, limbs flailing uselessly.

"Yeah, you sorry now, huh? You gonna be good? You gonna behave, bitch? Or am I gonna have to fucking end you right now!?"

The sudden shift to violent anger in Cindy's voice scares you. You take a moment to consider your next words, as they very well may be your last...