LOCKED BETWEEN TRISH'S THIGHS
By ScissorVictim



With her face but an inch away from her male adversary's teary eyes, Trish
giggled at the macho man's predicament...Never taking her eyes from his,
she slowly covered his mouth with her full red lips - the quivering man's
mouth was all of a sudden locked in a sexy vacuum like seal as she inhaled
and began to pull the breath from him; her tongue explored him as she
continued her sensual kiss; gradually depriving him of his ability to
breathe - Trish meant to humiliate her male victim. She had her left
forearm curled behind his neck, cradling his head tightly between her upper
and lower arm as she supported herself on that left elbow - he looked up as
Trish's soft strong hand slowly slithered under his head and suddenly came
over him, pinching his nose between pretty pink manicured fingers...then
the unbearable pain began again as the poor man tried to scream...Trish
just giggled as she felt his muffled pleas, maintaining her erotic trap.


With mock sympathy in her eyes, Trish lifted her lips from his and slid her
hand over his mouth and gave his cheek a slow sensual lick - still looking
him straight in the eyes with her half closed, very much enjoying his pain.
"Awwww..does that hurt?" Trish sighed .the vice tightened more


Unfortunately for him, Trish had his thin body locked between her powerful
sexy thighs in a painfully erotic body scissors and was slowly python
squeezing her prey.

Poor guy - Trish's left thigh is under the small of his pale skinny back
and her other powerful thigh is upon his stomach. He begins to struggle in
a useless attempt to break free. The poor man's right arm is trapped
between the side of his body and Trish's black lace covered thong crotch.
His left arm is caught between her muscular tan calves - all he can do is
lay on his back and beg for mercy. She can hear him begin to cry, still
muffled by her hand


"Oh don't stop struggling..it turns me on so much to feel it especially now
that my legs have squeezed your skinny body into mush and I have you crying
like a little baby" Trish began to gyrate her hips slowly, taking his
defenseless body in a rhythmic swirl as her ever tightening thighs gripped
him harder. "MMMMMMMMM..pleese stop squeezing..it hurts so much.!!!!!!


She could hear these words faintly under his covered mouth, as she
continued to sensually lick and kiss his neck. Trish could feel his
erection poking into the back of her curvy thigh. "Hmmm, you like being
scissored by Trish don't you weakling?" She ripped down his shorts and
began to stroke him in the same gyrating rhythm, again covering his mouth
with hers to muffle his cries as her velvet pythons crushed him like a
twig. To Trish's amusement, he tried to scream, struggle and cry louder as
she simultaneously scissored, kissed and pumped him. She kept it up until
he could resist no longer - his body caving like soft butter between her
strong legs.


She loosened her scissor slightly, giving him just a little less pain -
gyrating and stroking him. He just wept and tucked his head into her breast
in submission. "There, that didn't take long at all did little one? Submit
to me and I won't completely break your body." She pulsed her thighs on him
as she spoke, in painful bursts.


...to be continued