You can only watch wearily as the paths disappear, snuffing out your last hope of escape...

• The hedges begin shifting once more, leaning over you on all sides and growing upwards. The last bit of sun shining down on you is soon blotted out by the plants - you are completely trapped inside a dome of flowers and vines. The scent of the blossoms grows more intense as they unfurl and close in around you, growing closer and closer...

With the last of your strength, you try to crawl away from the vines creeping towards you, but it's a hopeless effort. Even as you inch backwards, stalks push up from the ground around you, slowly wrapping around your **** body, lacing themselves into your clothes... vines slowly encircle your head and sprout sweet-smelling blossoms all around you. The aroma is overpowering now... you gasp weakly as your body tingles all over, becoming more and more sensitive to the gentle touch of the fronds.

You don't even realize how incredibly erect you are until a vine brushes against your shaft, forcing a moan out of your throat. All you can do is watch as it wraps tighter, squeezing your cock-head relentlessly - always enough to stimulate you, but never enough to make you cum. Your hips quiver and press up slightly, even that small effort exhausting your body - and it isn't nearly enough to push you over the edge. Each slow stroke makes you breathe harder, forcing you to inhale more of the poisoned air around you as you slowly sink into a **** trance. You've become a mere plaything for this garden now...