As she pries desperately at your thighs, distract her – either with pain or pleasure. For it takes no less breath to scream from ecstasy than from torture, either having the result of draining the last reservoirs of their focus. But as she writhes beneath you, hold tight, and as she moans, keep squeezing – as it is her submission you want, and her acceptance of your superiority as a woman you need.
Her Submission
