Cecilia Northman Vs. Minerva Larsen; Two out of three falls

The DDT took quite a bit of fight out of the blond beauty as she had been downed right against the barley padded floor outside of the ring. Oh boy, ringing was certainly pressing in Cecilia's ears as she felt rather dazed. The hands of Minerva soon gripped tightly onto the blond beauty's golden locks and Cecilia soon felt how she was pulled back up to her feet and soon enough rolled into the ring.

Cecilia groaned out as she rolled into the ring and ended up on her back with her arms and legs spread out, all before her slightly taller raven haired foe came in and laid herself down across Cecilia's chest, pressing the beautiful Swede down as the Dane hooked her leg. The ref-girl quickly slid in next to them to check on the blond's shoulders before she rose her hand up into the air and soon enough brought it down with a hard slap.

" One!"

The ref-girl shouted out, Cecilia however was far from out enough to let it go further. The blond grit her teeth and tried to shoot her body to the side in an attempt to push or perhaps practically toss Minerva off of her with a great amount of strength as she tried to kick out of the pin attempt.

Even among those who had been in the ring with Cecilia many times in AFW, there were few who understood what the blonde was capable of as well as Minerva. She wasn’t foolish enough to expect that a ddt alone would be enough to put the hardcore queen away. It was still worth it to at least attempt a pin just in case, but Minerva was not surprised when Cecilia shoved the Dane off of her just before the ref could strike the mat for a two count.

“You should just stay down, Cecilia. You’re only delaying the inevitable.” Minerva said with a grin while moving behind her foe’s head. Once there, she’d try to move the girl’s head up a bit, then sit down and attempt to coil her legs around Cecilia’s head and neck to trap her in a painful figure four headscissor!

After kicking out from the pinfall attempt by Minerva, the blond beauty was quite a sitting duck for a few seconds, it seemed as if Minerva as always was really good at picking her times to strike...regardless of how much Cecilia disliked the raven haired beauty, she did have quite the way in handling Cecilia...at least to an extent.

The blond beauty soon felt how her head was lifted up slightly from the ground and soon those purple clad legs of the beautiful Dane wrapped tightly around the Swede's neck and head, Cecilia groaned as she felt those strong limbs start to squeeze tightly upon her. " Gnngh...shut it...Minerva!" Cecilia groaned out as she struggled, twisting from left to right with her hands clasping at those legs, trying to pull herself free.

Hearing Cecilia groaning in pain brought laughter from Minerva’s lips. It filled her with such joy to torment the blonde like this, and didn’t exactly to anything to hurt Minerva’s already excessive ego. After all, not only was this foe one of the greatest starts in AFW’s proud history, but someone whose very existence Minerva despised with every fiber of her being. Naturally, being in control in any match is a confidence booster. But in a bout like this, there was definitely something more to it.

“HA! You’re hardly in a position to be making demands, Northman.” Minerva retorted while squeezing Cecilia’s head and neck between her powerful legs. And when the hands came up to pry at her thighs, the Dane quickly reached out to grab Cecilia’s wrists and pull them away, wanting to make the girl’s escape as difficult as possible. “Oh no you don’t! You’re not going anywhere!”

Cecilia twisted from left to right in Minerva's hold as the legs of her purple clad foe constricted tightly around her head the longer that Cecilia was in it was simply tightening more and more. The blond groaned and struggled as she tried to bring her hands up to push those legs off of her, but as she tried to do so Minerva took a hold of her wrists and pull them away. The blond gasped out a bit for air as she 'd try and kick and try to use her legs to pull and drag herself against the mat.

" Nngh...f-fuck...you" Cecilia groaned out as she tried to shake her hands free from Minerva's grip on them to try and then use those arms to help her get them closer towards the ropes, Cecilia tried to fight her way towards them as her face was starting to get a bit red, partially from the heat, partially from the constricting feeling and a tad bit cause she was starting to become a bit short on air.

Minerva only laughed again at Cecilia’s clear signs of anger and frustration with her, and continued to squeeze the blonde between her powerful thighs. But as amusing as the hardcore queen’s suffering was to her, Cecilia naturally wasn’t just going to take it so easily. And even after Minerva grabbed her wrists, her foe quickly fought to free them.

“Hold still!” The Dane commanded as Cecilia thrashed her hands around, eventually causing them to slip right from Minerva’s grasp. She grunted in mild frustration as her rival then began to drag them both toward the ropes, but continued to apply as much pressure as she could to the headscissor.

But moments later the ref was standing right beside them, telling Minerva to release her hold once Cecilia reached the rope. However, the Dane was not very quick to comply, and continued to squeeze her foe’s head all the way until the ref reached “4” in the warning count! Only then did she finally unclasp her legs from around Cecilia’s head and neck, before standing with her arms outstretched. The fans rained down on Minerva with boos, but she didn’t seem to care one bit as she enjoyed the moment.

Cecilia trashed and fought as she tried to make her way towards the ropes, second by second she was pulling herself closer despite Minerva's attempts to slow her down, the mighty Dane surely was putting Cecilia through a great deal of pain regardless. Cecilia's face was turning red from the pain and the lack of air...." F-fuck..you." Cecilia let out to reached out for the ropes.

Grabbing a hold of the bottom pair of those ropes as she squeezed tightly onto them, just waiting for Minerva to release her. It took the Dane quite a few moments though as she waited out the entire count before letting go of Cecilia. Once the Dane's long sexy and powerful legs unwrapped from Cecilia's neck, the blond would start to cough out, one hand moving up to rub her neck as Cecilia'd start and push herself up to her feet, leaning against the ropes as she'd glare at Minerva, her anger clearly only getting more intense  by the moment as she looked on at the raven haired amazon basking in the boos and hatred of the AFW crowd.

The crowd showered Minerva with all the hate it could muster, but the Dane just soaked it all up like a sponge while grinning ear to ear. The world could hate her as much as it damn well pleased, but it wouldn’t matter one bit as long as she could give Cecilia what she deserved! And speaking of the blonde, Minerva quite enjoyed the sight of her hated rival coughing out while trying to pull herself back to her feet.

“You should’ve known this was coming, Northman.” Minerva said while walking over to Cecilia, then lashed out with a hand to slap the side of her foe’s head. “I told you.” she said, and another slap was thrown at Cecilia’s head. “Why don’t you just stay down and admit defeat, huh?! You’re nothing, Northman! You hear me?! NOTHING!” she continued, and yet another slap would follow.

This was certainly what most people would think of as “poking the bear.” Certainly every bit as dangerous as it sounded. But in Minerva’s mind, she felt confident this particular bear wasn’t in condition to fight back yet. So, that meant she had time to have some fun taunting the hardcore queen, knowing full well that her voice alone was as painful and annoying to Cecilia as any submission hold.

Cecilia's eyes were fixed at Minerva as the buxom raven haired beaty sauntered over towards her and lashed her hand out, the palm of Minerva smacking right into the side of her face, a loud sound came from Cecilia's cheek as her head snapped to the opposite side of which she was struck. "Kh.." the blond let out through gritted teeth as she continued to push herself up to her feet, turning face back to Minerva, her red eyes glaring at her hated rival with anger.

Another slap across her face followed, and another, yet Cecilia would always bring her face and anger filled gaze towards Minerva. Minerva mocked and insulted the blond and it only got the crowd to respond with more boos and hatred towards Minerva, many shouting for Cecilia to fight back....the blond's fists would ball up as when Minerva pulled her hand back for another slap, Cecilia'd try and duck under it and try to slip in around Minerva. Cecilia'd try and quickly wrap her arms around Minerva's waist and try to throw the Dane backwards as hard as she could for a smooth but powerful German suplex attempt!

One after another, Minerva’s slaps struck against the face of the hardcore queen with every bit as much disrespect as the words that accompanied them. And each time a slap sent Cecilia further into anger, it heightened Minerva’s joy just as much. Despite the obvious rage behind her rival’s eyes, the Dane stood unafraid. Some might think her foolish for it, and with good reason. But Minerva was not one to be easily intimidated, especially by someone she had dedicated so much effort to destroying...

But there’s a time to be brave and a time to be smart. Ordinarily Minerva had no trouble distinguishing between these, and was able to make wise decisions in the heat of battle with little difficulty. But against Cecilia, she found it so easy to give in to emotion and her longing to humiliate her rival. That ended up biting her right on her royal ass, as the next slap missed wildly, and suddenly Minerva found herself being lifted off her feet before crashing onto the mat from the German Suplex! The impact drew a shout of pain from Minerva’s lips while heavily dazing her for the moment, which didn’t bode well considering there was a pissed off Cecilia Northman only feet away...