"6 more minutes" Kymberlee was thinking. At least Lacy didn't kick me this time. She had me by the neck, then by my hair, then my throat. I can hear the clock ticking away, closer to her finishing me to the end. I can feel my breaths slowly disappearing, as I desperately try to tap out. Struggling as her powerful legs kept squeezing my neck, squeezing the life out of me. One, two, three, three times she has her power over me, three times trying not to submit. Maybe it's really me who needs to understand this fetish of mine, or her needing to condemn me for my fear of her to dehumanize me or... Show more