<div class="floatright"><div align="center"><strong>Felina</strong></div>(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs40/f/2009/034/8/3/8379a686673826263917e3fbab58e64a.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Class:</strong> Escape artist (https://elliquiy.com/wiki/Bondage_Adventure#Escape_Artist)<br/><strong>HP:</strong> 25/30<br/><strong>Def:</strong> 11/11<br/><strong>Hit:</strong> -<br/><strong>Special:</strong><br/><strong>Bondage:</strong><br/> - <br/> </div></div></div>Felina panicked as she felt her attacker lift her off the ground. At this point there was nothing she could do. She just did not weigh enough. She tried to wiggle herself out of the half-Orc's grip but found that her legs were effectively pinned and unmovable.<br/><br/>What followed seemed to happen in slow motion. Her "mount" began to twist to one side. Felina tried again to yank her legs free, feeling very much like a rat trying to flee from a capsizing ship. Again it proved useless. Then she fell, or rather her torso fell and hit the ground, not too gently. She twisted her body and clamped her thighs around her opponent's torso in the vain hope of stopping the fall of that mass of bones and muscles. Alas, she was too weak for that. Her entire world was soon filled sandwiched between the clearing ground on one side and the mountain of muscles and filth on the other. And then the stinking sky fell upon her, crushing her into the dirt, smearing her half-naked body with goblin sweat, cutting most of her breath. She squirmed a bit but the sheer weight of her attacker was pinning her down very efficiently.<br/><br/>At last the mass moved from her. She rolled on her side deeply breathing in. Before she had the time to kneel up though, a powerful kick hit her in the belly. It felt as though her bowels were crushed between the foot and her spine. She was actually propelled off the ground and then down five feet farther. She was winded, her arms clutched her throbbing belly while she dry-heaved uncontrollably, a thread of bile trickling from her wide-gaping mouth.<br/><br/>The powerful kick had robbed from all the fight she might have kept. Her entire mind was now focused on the pain that pulsed in her bowels and the need to force fresh air into her lungs.