#211378 - I stop my efforts to escape, confused, and Joanna chuckles. Melissa resumes her efforts and I struggle weakly, protesting, but Joanna pushes me back into the couch, sitting on my other side. I’m too loose and floppy, too pliable to do anything more than weakly struggle to get back on my knees before I’m pushed flat, my face in a pillow, muffling my squeak of dismay.
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