Chapter 14
by 
Smuckbuttery
What's next?
Boston Crab!
You pick Kelsey up by her hair and throw her into the ropes, catching the rebound with a clothesline across her chest. She slams back down to the mat, only for you to repeat the process. She attempts to soothe her aching tits by rubbing them, giving you free reign to grab her legs and flip her over into a Boston Crab. You bend her so far back her feet are touching the mat next to her head, and her chest is pressed flat against the mat, her once proud tits now ballooning out the side of her skimpy attire. "Not so cocky now, are you?" you scold her, the only response her throaty gasps and moans as both her back and chest throb with pain.
After a couple minutes of total dominance, you get bored with the hold and pull her back to her feet. Kelsey wobbles around aimlessly, clearly too dazed to fight back, and seems barely aware of her surroundings.