RELUCTANT PRESS

"This will be your only chance, so do your best. We will let you leave right now if you can take me in a fight."

I stood staring at her, wondering if she were serious. Could she really want to have me fight her? I knew I wasn't very big, but after all, I was a man!

"Come on! What are you waiting for? I intend to show you that escape is not only impossible, but a very bad idea."

Waiting no longer, I lunged at her hoping to vent some of my anger and frustration by punching her lights out. However, she avoided me, grabbed my arm in some judo hold and flipped me hard onto my back with about as much effort as it takes me to flip an omelet!

I lay flat on my back with the wind knocked out of me as Suzy knelt next to me. She reached out with her index finger and casually poked me near my collarbone. I was suddenly convulsed with intense pain from the pressure point where she was jabbing me with her finger which felt like it was made of iron. I writhed in the dirt and it was two or three minutes before the pain she had caused began to go away.

Just when I was beginning to feel better, she reached out and poked me again, and once more I squirmed on the ground in unbearable pain. I lay helpless on the ground in my nightgown, unable to stop her as she would poke me, let me recover, then poke me with that steel finger of hers. The pain got worse and worse until I was in convulsions on the ground, screaming against the terrible penis gag.

"I can't understand you, Dear. Let me untie your little gaggy."

She reached behind my head and undid the straps that held the gag in place, then she gently pulled the rubber penis gag from my mouth.

"What was it that you wanted to say to me, Honey?" "OH, PLEASE!" I gasped. "No more!"

"Do you promise to be good?"

"Yes... yes.. I'll be... good. I promise!"

"You won't try to run away again?"

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