"To continue the lesson... " I speak softly in your ear while I maintain the pressure of the scissors on your weakening sexy body watching your arms and legs flail helplessly. "You keep pouring on the pain until you are damn certain your victim is done." The sounds of your gagging and gasps and moans are music to my ears specially after the abuse my body took from you. Tired and hurting as I am there's still enough in the tank to keep you trapped and I tense my thigh muscles, strong from endless games of tennis and running 5Ks, crushing your waist even more. Knowing you're having a hard time breathing, I tighten the grip on your throat, then loosen it just a bit so you can gulp in a breath, then tighten it again.
"You're a damn good fighter, Erin...and you're probably a champ in the sandbox. Hell, I know a few cougars like that blonde bimbo Tiffany who you could destroy without breaking a sweat. But ya can still learn a thing or two from a 'DINOSAUR' ... I think that's the word Mish the Nutella girl used to describe me ... a 'dinosaur' like me. So pay attention, sweetie. There'll be a quiz on it later."
I feel you start to weaken as your arms and legs stop flailing wildly and just begin twitching. I let go of your breast and cover your mouth and nose with my hand instead, pinching your nostrils tight between my thumb and forefinger with my palm clamped on your mouth. I see your eyes widen. "No escape, Erin. Don't bother trying. I won't make the same mistake you did. This only ends when you say those two simple little words...I think you know what they are!"