<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Phelypsis.jpg)</div><br/>At 2017-02-02 11:19:21, Phelypsis (uid: 29273) rolls: 2d6a2 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=99726)<br/>Phelypsis finishes the battle, ending it in a rather compromising subdual hold!<br/><br/>6/5 hold 2/3 compromising situation. Victory! Yay! Woohoo!<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Every thrust of struggle that pushed it deep into the makeshift cocksleeve had a needy phantom echo in another slick wet crevice further down Phelypsis' body - she could nearly feel the cock pounding her. Phelypsis did her best to ignore the thick cock throbbing between her breasts and her own needy ache. Burissest seemed dead set on making it as hard as possible. Those little grunts and moans of the smaller herm Andra made it clear how lewd her own voice must have sounded.<br/><br/>The threat hit right in the spot, and at the right time.<em>Tied down?</em>An image of herself whimpering on the ground all trussed up with Burissest towering above her and taunting her flashed past Phelpysis. Her groins throbbed with hot wet need. Her strength slipped for just a moment, for long enough that Burissest could perform her maneuver. Burissest got a good whiff of the barbarian's dripping cunny as she slipped out from beneath her. Realizing she had lost her edge Phelypsis tried desperately to regain it. She groped at the thighs and butt sliding past her, but was unable to gain a good enough grip before the smith slithered up and smacked a cock to her face.<br/><br/>The thick cock already heavy with the stench of pre rubbed across her face, smearing something sticky on her. "Phuah~ Mhhh, Donh-" Phelypsis had to close her mouth as the head brushed past just to avoid taking a mouthful of cock and allowing Burissest an easy victory. She winced and let out a little whimper as the muscular thighs squeezed on her head, squishing her poor floppy ears against her own head rather painfully. "Uhuh... hmmmhhh..." Whimper turned into a nasal gasp. It was curled up against her mouth, ready to plop in. The air inside that little pocket of tan Andra flesh was getting hot and moist. Every breath made Phelypsis weaker and her own sex more desperate to just surrender and let herself get pounded and used right there and then. "Mhhhmh..." Not a bad idea.<br/><br/><em>No!</em><br/><br/>This was no time for lewdness, but for strength and glory! No foul trickery or seduction was going to keep Phelypsis from her victory! "GRRRUAH!" she roared, pushing her head deeper into Burissest's crotch to make the dick flop between her soft cheek and the smith's own thigh, away from her face. Burissest may have had a nice hold of her face, but her own upper body was vulnerable and unable to find a good center to balance around. Phelypsis exposed that weakness, rolling down on her back and stretching her long thick legs straight and wide open, sliding them below the smith's arms. "You? Tie me down?" She grabbed a hold of one of burissest's arms and bent and pulled t he smith's legs off of her face, yanking the tight muscled body to slam against the ground.<br/><br/>A gasp was all the moment Phelypsis needed to assume the final hold (http://i.imgur.com/DGobWFR.jpg). She wiggled into a better position, rolling Burissest around by the arm that she had secured and wrapping both of her massive thighs around the woman's head and shoulder. Her ankles locked above Burissest's middle back, forcing the smith to arch it; ass up and face down against Phelypsis' fuzzy bush. She squeezed and held it there against all of the smith's struggles, letting the other Andra tire herself out in figuring out how to escape.<br/><br/>Phelypsis tensed her abs to look down at the sweaty face snuggled up between her legs. A look of struggle and loss that sexy made even the subbiest of Andra's cunts wet - her own was trickling juices down her inner thigh and butt. Phelypsis grinned, whispering, "Only if I let you..."