Ted was encased in darkness with pressure coming in from all
sides. Ted was finding it difficult to take a breath, as the two fleshy walls
were pressing his body. Without warning the two walls pressing into Ted start
to move crushing him even more, and forcing the small amount of air that was
left in his lungs out. As the walls moved around Ted was rolled between them,
and only stopped rolling when he found his face pressed up against the wall,
filling his mouth with Samantha’s warm butt flesh.

The two soft walls started to move again, but in the other
direction forcing Ted to roll in the other way. He was able to get a small gasp
of air as his face passed through the openness of Samantha’s crack before his
face was forced into her cheek, and cut off his supply of air. 

As Ted was continually kneaded in-between Samantha’s cheeks
he was starting to lose consciousness, due to the combination of pressure, and
the fleshy walls preventing him from getting any good amount of oxygen. Then,
when Ted was able to take a breath he was forced to forcefully suck in air
through his mouth, and with his mouth still open and sucking his face was
pressed into her cheek once again. This was starting to leave him with a strong
odder and taste of Samantha’s butt only adding to Ted’s torture.

The two warm walls stopped moving just as suddenly as they
had started. Ted instantly started gulping in the stale air inside Samantha’s
crack. He had just about refilled his lungs when there was a sudden sensation
of falling, although the two fleshy walls were still pressing into him. The
felling of falling suddenly stopped, and was replaced with a gigantic increase
in pressure forcing all of the air that Ted had been able to inhale out of his
lungs in an instant.

Ted felt his body compress between Samantha’s cheeks, and
felt as though his body would give out at any moment. The pressure on Ted was
so intense that he was finding it extremely difficult to take in air, as the
two compressing walls would not allow his body to expand enough to fill his
lungs.

The heat inside Samantha’s crack started to increase with
the pressure, making Ted sweat. The salty water starts to roll down his face,
and into his eyes. He tried to pull his hands down to wipe the sweat up, but
was meet with the unpleasant reminder that he had both of his wrists tied up,
and held in place above his head. Unable to wipe the sweat from his face, it
continued to roll down into his eyes, burning them. Ted closed his eyes in an
attempt to keep any more of his own sweat from entering them, still taking
long, slow gulps of the smelly air.

With his mouth open, and sucking in as much as he could make
it, his eyes clenched shut to stop his own sweat from burning them. He was more
than surprised when the small amount of air that he was gulping suddenly turned
to water, as a giant drop of sweat covered Ted’s face.

Ted started to spit the salty liquid out, but it didn’t seem
like it was going to fall from his face. Unable to breathe with the huge drop
of sweat covering his face he started to drink the warm salty water. It burned
his throat as it made its way down to his stomach, and as soon as the entire
drop was gone he started to give out panicked gasps.

Just as Ted was able to regain the oxygen in his lungs
another huge drop of sweat rolled over his face, he immediately drank the warm
salty water before it had a chance to drown him like the first. This continued
for a while, and Ted had drank gallons upon gallons of this sadistic girls
sweat that was unfortunate enough to roll down between her cheeks.

Another drop had made its way over Ted’s face, but before he
even knew what was happening the drop of sweat was blown off of his face by a
gust of wind. Before Ted even had a chance to question where this wind was coming
from, his nostrils were assaulted by a horrid stench. The putrid smell stayed
long after the just had stopped and was forcing Ted to cough violently.

As Ted was coughing and trying his best to suck in air
through his mouth there was another gust of wind blowing his hair back, but
this time it was accompanied by a mighty thundering vibration.

With his mouth open the warm air was forced into his mouth making
it so that Ted could not only taste the horrible stench coming from Samantha’s
back side, but taste it as well. As Ted began to cough more and more violently
there was one more powerful gust that assaulted Ted’s face before his vision
started to go white, and he became light headed. Passing out.

When Ted awoke he was surrounded by soft fabric, and a
slight stench of B.O. As he attempted to move he found that he was still bound
and had little option as far as movement. As his eyes began to adjust he realized
that he was in a dirty clothes hamper, and as he began to struggle in an
attempt to escape he heard the door slowly squeak, and the sound of soft
footsteps entering the room.

Ted quickly stropped his struggles as he focused all of his
attention on listening to the person just beyond the wicker wall that had him
trapped.  It sounded strange, like the
person was looking for something.

“Did she forget where she put me?” Ted asked quietly to
himself.

He could hear the sound of drawers being open and shut, and
eventually the celling that had been blocking out almost all of the light rose
suddenly. Flooding Ted’s vision with a bright light and blinding him.

Before his eyes could adjust to the intense light, a giant
hand roughly grabbed him, and forced the air from his lungs. The hand quickly
raised him up into the air he tried to shield his eyes from the blinding light
but found that his arms were pinned to his side, and his body felt like it was
in a vice grip with the front of his body pressed up against a warm slightly
sweaty surface.

Ted wasn’t sure what was happening, but he was sure of one
thing. This wasn’t Samantha holding him.