The Limit

"I ain't done with you yet...Not by a ling shot..." Juniper walks around the hurting girl. She reaches down to grab the Russian's legs. Then, her ankles. Giving Anastasia's feet a little press of the thumb, Juniper turns her over for a Boston crab.

Juniper certainly didn't give Anastasia even a moment to recover as she lifted the smaller girl's feet into the air, turning her over. Anastasia froze, knowing what was coming but not sure what to do about it. On top of still being unsure if she was supposed to fight back or not, this was far from an official, refereed match, and there were no ropes to break with if things went sour. With that in mind, Anastasia simply gritted her teeth, ready to bear whatever pain came with as much dignity as she could muster.

That was very easy. Juniper wouldn't fold Anastasia just yet...She simply holds her in the submission and chuckles. "No way for you to sneak away. No ropes, no referee...No one knows you are here. Now don't worry. I won't break you, too much..." She slowly starts to lean her body back to begin folding the smaller girl.

Anastasia tried her best to keep her pain to herself as the behemoth folded her in half, but ultimately, she was failing. What started as a quiet squeal soon grew into loud panting and it was starting to get louder. The farther back she was bent the farther down her top fell, exposing more of her flesh to the cold air, while her hands clenched into fists to help her endure the pain.

"Go on and scream, let it all out!" Juniper laughs and continues the pressure on the smaller girl's back. She looks over her shoulder when Anastasia began to pant. "You give up? I won't let go until you do~"

Anastasia panted and whimpered until tears formed in her eyes, but she did not intend to give in. Placing a fist in her mouth, she bit down for a bit, trying not to scream, before she exhaustedly formed a response. "N-nyet... I... I am not going to be giving up!"

The woman was resilient. She resisted the bigger woman's submission. She laughs more and pulls Anastasia more. She wanted to see how far she would stretch before giving up. She looks over uer shoulder once again to see the progress.

The harder her spine was folded, the more Anastasia felt like screaming out in submission, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she somehow deserved this. Nearly bent in half at this point, tears started to well up in her eyes and leak down the ends of her cheeks as she let out a constant, high-pitched squeak. "This... it is not enough!" she practically screamed, clawing at the floor below.

Juniper licks her lips and chuckles. "Wonder if you'll be saying that when I get these feet to touch the back of your head....Or will your back break beforehand to my strength? " She keeps pulling, not letting up.

Anastasia was probably one of the last people you'd ever hear smack-talking. The idea just didn't occur to her most of the time, she lacked the competitive spirit to use words as a weapon. But while some people start to break down through adversity, some people get inspired.

"Th-this is the only move you are knowing?" she panted, hoping that Juniper's ego would do for her what a rope break could not right now. It was true, she was reaching her limit, as her tiny feet slowly approached her head. Pain was something Anastasia learned how to endure, and almost embrace at times, but she was not so sure she wanted to be paralyzed at a time like this.