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Miss Shell is always eager to help her best friend Josie with her crossword puzzles, but first, she has an itch to scratch - and it involves Josie's precious neck. That long, delicate neck calls her name, begging to be wrapped in her strong, firm hands. Sitting on the bed behind Josie, Miss Shell can't resist the urge anymore. She reaches out and grips that tempting throat, pressing her knuckles into Josie's voicebox and feeling the delicate column of nerves and veins beneath her skin. Josie can only moan in silence, her body quivering as Miss Shell squeezes tighter. The veins in her face and shoulders begin to bulge, straining against the skin, but Josie doesn't try to pull away. If anything, she seems to be enjoying the sensual domination. Fingertips pressed against her pulsating jugular, feeling every beat of her essence flow restricted now by her dominating hand. Miss Shell slowly slides a hand up to wrap around Josie's windpipe, squeezing it tight as to nearly cut off her air supply. And with a few well-placed squeezes and releases, she makes Josie's breath come in shallow gasps, her eyes roll back in ecstasy. That little pink tongue lolls out lewdly as Josie's head lolls from side to side. It is deliciously satisfying for the Mistress, and she is determined to wring every last drop of pleasure from Josie's pretty neck. Helping with the crosswords will have to wait - after all, she has a lot more gagging to do first!