You Seem Familiar

Conza rests his knees on the bed so his feet were about at her arms. He leans back a bit more to bend the small body of Suzanna in half. "Heh...G-Give up?"

Suzanna had nowhere to go, nowhere to run, so she tapped out on the bed, groaning in the lower back pain. "Ill be your maid! I promise!"

History was doomed to repeat itself. Just like their match, Conza went a bit far on Suzanna. Even after she submitted, he pulls back a bit more. "Oh?" He chuckles. "Promise? "

She starts biting the bed in pain. "YES I PROMISE!" Suzanna yells, just wanting to be freed from the boston crab.

He let's her go, happy for his win. And for getting a maid for the night. "Good...You aren't good against submissions are you? " He asks while helping her up.

Suzanna takes his offer to stand. "No, it hurts a lot. My back is already kinda hurting because my boobs are so big, they weigh me down." She boasts. "And you can't handle me kissing you."

A small but mean grin appears on his face. "I enjoyed the kiss...It was just so sudden. But that match, I expected it. And I hoped to win..." He git off the bed and walked over to his closet.

She layed on the bed, stretching the part of her back that he put heavy pressure on. "A wins a win, I guess." She admits.

"Which is why I got something for when I did win..." Conza brought out from his closet, a maid's uniform. One that was fit for Suzanna. The woman may realize that...Conza had planned for a victory. And knew what he wanted of her. "This is yours..."

She blushes, covering her mouth. "O-oh." "F-for me?@ she asks, looking at it. It looked quite cute. And revealing. "Wow..." She says. "Guess I have to."