Chapter #4Some facesitting it is by: PaterB Still grasping for air for your depleted lungs, you tried to get back up into a defensive stance, but Kallen didn't let you even come close to that. As you pushed yourself up, she slowly went over to your right side and kicked you hard in the ribs.
Pain shot through your chest as you fell back down to the ground, your face wearing a bizarre expression due to the damage inflicted on your body. Nevertheless, your problems coming into this match hadn't subsided a bit. Though the image before your eyes could have been a vision of heaven itself.
„First time seeing something like that up close, isn't it, little puss?“, Kallen teased.
And honestly, it was. To put it bluntly, it is extremely rare that one does get the chance to look up and under the skirt of a extremely beautiful girl, who is just about to plant her turquoise panty-clad ass right on your face. And you couldn't believe your, despite all the pain and suffering, luck, being about to enter that elitist group, as she lowered her butt further further, until it finally made contact with your face.
„Does it smell good, huh? That is the smell of your defeat.“
You had to admit, it did smell quite good, but you couldn't answer: Her ass muffled all the sounds that could escape your mouth, and so the only thing she could hear was some mumbling.
„What? Speak clearly, boy“, she answered, not sure what you said.
„MMMhhhhhh“, you tried, louder this time, but still to no avail.
„Are you sure?“, she asked with a grin in her face. „Do you really think so? I don't think that one should insult a superior, especially in a situation like yours.“
„Da fuq?“, you thought.
She couldn't hear anything, since anything you would have said would only have complimented her soft ass and wonderful vaginal smell, but you seem to have somehow awakened a very dominant side of her. But you weren't able to prove her wrong, since you couldn't speak up, so you decided to remain quite, restricting yourself to only struggling to get free from your predicament. Your arms pressed against her thighs, you tried to push Kallen off your face, but she immediately grabbed your wrists and pulled them far above your head, pinning them to the floor with her hands.
„Don't try to escape, worm“, she said, not even slightly exhausted, whereas your endurance was tested a great deal.
„But I have something else I would like to test on you“, and with that, she raised herself up, your arms still in her grasp. You snapped for air, since it was kinda hard breathing with her covering nearly your entire head. But that moment of freedom didn't last long, as she stoop only up for a short time, now crossing your arms above your throat, pushing them down to the ground again, before she sat down again on your face, your hands now locked tightly away under her knees.
„I want to see you choking yourself out“, she said with a devilish smile.
And you couldn't do anything about it: Her placement made it hard to move your upper body even a bit, and your hands were rendered useless, even used as a weapon against you. The part free were your legs, but you never have been the most flexible person to ever walk the earth, so you didn't reach Kallen with them no matter how hard you tried.
Again your vision faded slowly, your arms effectively cutting off your supply for air.
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