Sancha's face was totally distorted by the fearsome hold. Her eyes were closed tightly in agony as a soft whining moan sound came out from between her gritted teeth. Saliva started to bubble out of the corners of Sancha's mouth, as the Algerian's thumbs pressed deeper and deeper into the underside of her jaw. Slowly the saliva started to trickle down Sancha's chin and to drip off her jaw onto her chest. After about a minute of this awful torture Sancha's chest and abdomen were drenched in saliva which also ran down Leeha's arms.
Leeha repeatedly demanded Sancha's submission, but even if she had wanted to the Spanish girl was totally unable to reply because of the huge pressure on her jaw.