You Seem Familiar

She was getting some sort of kick out this...But Conza looked over it. He straddled her back facing her legs and grabbed them both, preparing her for a boston crab.

She would twist and yell. "YOU WON'T DO IT! STOP!" Suzanna squeaks, squirming helplessly, moving her legs.

He disnt expecting expecting shaking around. Conza made a small cry out and dropped her legs down. "What what? Where is the fire, Suzanna?" He asks, still sitting on her back.

"Nothing...just Boston crabs reaaalllyyy hurt." She complains.

He knew that, having had been subjected to them before. He nods while looking back at her. He grabbed the woman's leg again. "I will be gently with it." He tries to do the boston crab, but ever so slowly creeping into the move.

She looked red faced, and stressed. "You s-sure?" She asks, nearly panicking and freeing herself from her master.

"For you, of course Miss Suzanna. " He was able to get the woman in a very relaxed Boston crab. He inches back at a slow rate. "Just tap out when it becomes too much pain for you to handle, my maid."

Suzanna is bent. Her butt is quite visible as she is bent, the skirt pulling up to reveal the whole thing, stuffed in a pair of tight black panties.

Conza took a few glances. Why not. He was able to. And how would she know? It is...One of the reasons he bought the outfit for her.Conza continues to pull back, sitting up fully at this point. Her feet would be hanging over her back. Not too far though.

She lets out slight groans in pain. Nothing her, as a wrestler, cannot handle. "D-do you have any o-other moves?" She asks.