The Limit

Anastasia pandered to a side of Juniper many one well. Her adamant side. She hastily released the woman's legs. Not want in be an absolutely terrible host to the woman, she stayed sitting on her back. But, Juniper wasnt transitioning to another move.

She rubbed her hands on the presumably hiring womans back in a massage-like way. "You dont think I know more?"

The sudden transition from pain to relief as the massive woman on Anastasia's back massaged her bare skin relaxed the small Russian girl more than she had expected... even if there still was a massive woman on her back. "It is not so impressive if you can't prove it," she sighed. In retrospect, getting Juniper to hit her in different ways was probably not the best idea, but she did get some respite for her back, and if she could get free she felt she understood this woman enough to fight back, should she so choose.

She massaged the smaller woman's back a bit more before she got off of her and turned her onto her back. "All in due time, Anastasia. Im ready to move on to the next move. But first...' She crossed her arms msg and lefts her leg up. Juniper hovers her barefoot over Anastasia's face by an inch or two. "Kiss it."

Kiss... her foot? Anastasia did not understand. What good would kissing her foot do? Perhaps it was like the massage she had just received, an affectionate gesture to help relieve pain, but that wouldn't make sense, as Juniper wasn't really in any pain. Was she?

"I am sorry, you have hurt your foot?" she inquired, more curious than anything at this point.

She didnt understand? "Heh, guess the innocent do exist...Just do it. Right on the ball of my foot. I didn't hurt it. You'll see the effect of it in just a few minutes. I promise ya." She shakes her foot a bit, waiting for Anastasia to proceed.

Anastasia stared with a quizzical look for a bit longer, still confused by the practical uses of foot worship. It was possible this was to embarrass her, but with no one watching, Anastasia did not feel particularly humiliated. Deciding it there was no harm in it, she finally leaned in, giving a gentle peck to the ball of Juniper's foot.

She grins, as the small woman before her was so naive as to what was about to happen. Feeling the kiss to her foot, she slowly pulls it away and reaches down to grab Anastasia's legs again. She tangles her own legs around them to place her in a figure four leg lock.

Anastasia looked up into Juniper's eyes to get a read on how she was doing when her tiny body was scooped up by the legs again like a ragdoll. Tying the both of their legs into a convoluted knot, Anastasia's thighs lit up with white hot pain as the larger woman bent and compressed her in a figure four. Clutching at the floor below with one hand as the other ran through her hair repeatedly, Anastasia gritted her teeth, trying not to let out more than a few pained whimpers to show for her suffering.

Juniper loved how it was so easy to give this girl the run through of several submissions. Juniper pours on the pressure of the leg lock and loved the cries that were outputted from the smaller woman.

"Come on! Scream no one but me can hear ya!' She twists Anastasia's ankle to put more pain on her.

Whether because of the twisting of her ankle, or nature of Juniper's taunt, Anastasia managed to loosen up a little, her whimpering rising into a more audible squeal. Both hands were now gripping onto her messy black hair as she tried her hardest to hold her composure while her legs seared with pain. At this stage, the larger woman could easily break her legs, which is certainly something she didn't want, but not something she was completely prepared to resist.