"OH NO YOU DON'T!" she shouted, climbing up and driving her knee into his wrist, grinding it in as she tightened his grip on his throat "All your magic and you're going to die from a slave's hand around your throat you ball-less fuck!"<br/><br/>She was enjoying this thoroughly; her hand digging into his pale flesh, starting to pierce skin, draw blood, slowly choking the life from him...<br/><br/>(OOC: Maintain Grapple: 17+13=30, and Standard to Pin, so he can't take any physical actions)