<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://wallpaper.pickywallpapers.com/nokia-n8/auto-assault-girl.jpg)<br/><strong>Kriss</strong> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150938.msg6869979#msg6869979)</div>  <strong>Location:</strong> Main street,<br/>     between houses #7 and #6<br/>  <strong>Summary:</strong> Hogtied<br/>  <strong>Tagged: </strong> Steve<br/><hr/></div>Kriss was about to roll over on her back when a hard boot crushed back down into the dirt. She growled and tried to push herself up, bracing on her hands, muscles bulging in her arms, but a moment later Steve's full weight landed on her back, pinning her completely, pushing the air out of her lungs, flattening her firm breasts against the ground. She tried to jerk, to buck, to twist her torso... to no avail. And her legs were still tightly entangled in the chain. And Steve was even pulling on it to force her to flex her legs.<br/><br/>Kiss' right hand slid along her side toward her knife in its belt sheath. This did not pass unseen from Steve who reacted by twisting her right arm up between her shoulder blades. His strength was much greater than hers and she could do nothing. Pulling on her black hair, he arched her body backward until she cringed in pain, and quickly wrapped the chain around her neck, forcing her to keep this strained position.<br/><br/>With Kriss struggling now to keep her breathing, he easily put her wrists together between her shoulder blades, contorting her arms in a painful lock, and chained them there, hooked to her neck.<br/><br/>Kriss, her mouth gaping, her face grimacing, was breathing in laboured hisses as she weakly struggled to free herself from her own chain.