This isn't good... you need to keep moving before you lose control of the situation!

Realizing the danger you're in, you try to shake the sensations pulsing across your crotch and reactivate your gauntlet. By the time you've recovered, the branches have already begun closing in on you! You don't even have the chance to begin the mental incantations before they grip you, pressing in on you from all directions. The soft leaves rub incessantly on your skin, while the rougher bark tears at your clothes, exposing you even more to your tangled lover. You mewl with need as you squirm, half-heartedly trying to pull free. The plants provide just enough resistance to wear you out slowly, eating away at your resolve with each deft stroke.

The roots beneath you coil around your feet and begin pulling them into the dirt below you. Soon it's impossible for you to take a single step - not that you'd want to at this point. You're pulled further down onto thick branches twisting between your legs, and with no leverage to keep you upright you're **** to straddle the rough wood shifting beneath you. Each bump and knot in the wood kneads into your sensitive taint and thighs, sending bolts of euphoric bliss through your core.

You can't hold back any longer - you scream wildly as thick cum sprays out of your cock! The vicious plants give you no respite, constantly grinding you down on the wooden saddle and brushing over your body... and your squeals of pleasure are lost as the plants grow tighter around you, sealing you in a prison of constant pleasure.