Resisting Jessica’s demand
Tiny Life Guard
chapter 12
by
copier
· original author:
sinkingsoftly
You manage to unstick yourself from her crotch, pushing against it on your hands and knees vertically. The stickiness fades slightly, and your mind clears up. You’re you! You’re not a part of her!
There’s still no opportunity for movement, though. Her panty is tight and slick, and pulling you against her flesh. Resisting it exhausts you. You try as hard as you can to sidle out of her garment but it effectively has you trapped.
“Oh, accessory? Where are your humps?”
She’s noticed your lack of activity. She uses a finger, pressing on her bikini bottom again, to smush you into her pubic flesh once more. Again she clouds your mind with swirling pink thoughts of becoming nothing but her, melding, melting, marrying her skin to yours. A plump pubic package.
But you have to resist. You grip some of the small hairs, and look down. When her finger’s pressure is relieved, you see a darkness below that you might be able to fall into if you tuck your legs and arms against your body. That would at least get you out of your current predicament, but you’d be in the bottom of her panty, and possibly right under her clit.
Or, you could use the little hairs to scale her body, up to her waistband, hopefully. Then, maybe you can pry open enough space to come free? It would be a great test of strength.
You feel her hips sway, the rhythm of her steps. She’s going somewhere. If she takes you away, to somewhere private where she can focus entirely on dominating you, you’re a goner. You have to act now!
Down towards her thick pussy lips, or up towards her waistband?
There’s still no opportunity for movement, though. Her panty is tight and slick, and pulling you against her flesh. Resisting it exhausts you. You try as hard as you can to sidle out of her garment but it effectively has you trapped.
“Oh, accessory? Where are your humps?”
She’s noticed your lack of activity. She uses a finger, pressing on her bikini bottom again, to smush you into her pubic flesh once more. Again she clouds your mind with swirling pink thoughts of becoming nothing but her, melding, melting, marrying her skin to yours. A plump pubic package.
But you have to resist. You grip some of the small hairs, and look down. When her finger’s pressure is relieved, you see a darkness below that you might be able to fall into if you tuck your legs and arms against your body. That would at least get you out of your current predicament, but you’d be in the bottom of her panty, and possibly right under her clit.
Or, you could use the little hairs to scale her body, up to her waistband, hopefully. Then, maybe you can pry open enough space to come free? It would be a great test of strength.
You feel her hips sway, the rhythm of her steps. She’s going somewhere. If she takes you away, to somewhere private where she can focus entirely on dominating you, you’re a goner. You have to act now!
Down towards her thick pussy lips, or up towards her waistband?
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May 30, 2025
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