PA40

"Ack-" Jaune's hands struggled weakly, eyes pleading as he looked past her bare leg, which now lay across his windpipe, slowly choking him. It had to be a result of the lack of oxygen, but he couldn't help but think how smooth her legs were.

At least he hoped it was the lack of oxygen… he really didn't need a self-asphyxiation fetish.

"N-Neo please…" If she had choked him properly he'd already be unconscious now. He knew that from how she'd taught him to throttle someone on their mission. The why was obvious, she wanted him to suffer.