Cecilia Northman Vs. Diane Cavendish: Handcuff match

Cecilia was in control and she was showing Diane why it wasn't very wise to get too cocky around the Northern Queen, as she was laying down a immense amount of pain upon the beautiful British warrior.

The camel clutch had been a rather effective move upon Diane as Cecilia had been able to torture the girl quite a bit and now Cecilia was planning to further lay down the pain upon Diane's back once more as Cecilia soon enough pulled Diane up by her hair, feeling Diane squirming in the hold.

Even so it was too late as Cecilia would pull backwards and drive Diane into her knee for a strong backbreaker which had Diane flop down onto the mat, rolling around and watching Daine try and get away from her. The blond beauty would push herself up towards her feet and place her hands upon her hips. " Wooh...what was that about you locking me up with the handcuffs ? It looks as if you'll have one hell of a difficult time trying that." Cecilia'd let out as she'd try and move up towards Diane and try to help her opponent up towards her feet to try and slip her arms in underneath Diane's and clasp them behind the girl's head, trying to lock Diane into her own full nelson submission.

Diane propped herself up on all fours, panting heavily, rubbing her tired face, and scowling as she heard Cecilia taunt her. The humiliation of the handcuffs was starting to look a distinct possibility, but this wasn't over yet.

Still, she was so weary from the submission hold and subsequent spine slam that she couldn't escape Cecilia's next move.

"Ungh... no..." she mumbled as her blonde opponent "helped" her onto her feet, hooking her armpits and dragging her into a standing full nelson. Poor Diane really did look out of her depth here, and the crowd were beginning to sense it.

Cecilia's large breasts dug into Diane's back, forcing the white haired woman's chest to arch out and for those large breasts of Diane to jut out which the crowd would ogle on. The blond beauty's arms flexed as she tried to bring about a fair bit of pain upon Daine's neck and shoulders, trying to drag the girl along a bit as she'd try and back off towards the center of the ring with Diane.

" No ? Really~, that's all you've got the say ?" Cecilia teased as she'd start to try and bring her right foot up to stomp it against the back of Diane's knee, wanting to try and get Diane to buckle and drop down onto her knees so Cecilia would have more leverage over Diane in the hold, attempting to then try and pull herself and Diane backwards so Cecilia would be on her back with Diane lying over her, Cecilia'd attempt and bring her legs up and lock them around the British warrior's waist while she tried to keep the full nelson hold tightly locked in around Diane's arms and neck.

Diane panted heavily, allowing herself to be dragged backwards in the full nelson hold, as it gave her tired body a few seconds of reprieve. She would need to collect her thoughts if she was to have any chance of reversing the tide here.

Her rest was cut short by a sharp kick to the back of her knee.

"Ohh..." she moaned, struggling a little, before getting totally surprised by Cecilia's next move. "Ahh!!" she exclaimed as she was flipped backwards over the blonde's head!! Diane bumped painfully onto the mat but this was no power slam, rather she found she had been placed there to stay trapped and over Cecilia, while the Swede scissored her waist! Strong thighs gripped her sides, holding her in the uncomfortable position.

"Nghh... creative..." Diane grunted in reply to her foe, grudgingly acknowledging the predicament she was in. The British wrestler wasn't in acute pain - this was almost a holiday compared to the camel clutch - but it was still painful, and very humiliating. She was trapped, on display, her face reddening as she strived to wriggle free from the dominant Swede.

Deep inside her psyche, her feral tomboy side was getting very pissed off. Politely complimenting her opponent was not doing her any favours!!

Bringing Diane and herself down to the mat was only step one of Cecilia's plan as she soon enough wrapped her powerful legs around the lovely waist of Diane and placed her fore in a mighty body scissor hold, in which Cecilia could put a slow and methodical squeeze upon the lovely frame of the Brit.

Her hold of Diane's arms and neck because of the full nelson treated Cecilia well as she put a strain on that neck and shoulders, not in as painful a way as she had done to Diane's back earlier with the camel clutch but this was just as effective of a hold. Cecilia'd large breasts were pressed down a bit by the weight of Diane's strong frame, as her back pressed against those jugs of hers.

" Thanks ~ I always try to put on a show." Cecilia'd teasingly whisper into Diane's ear as a response to the girl's compliment, she follow her words up by attempting to give a powerful squeeze to Diane's waist with her strong thighs. " So how about it Rookie, is this going as well as you had planned it to go ?" Cecilia teased and mocked Diane's earlier cockiness when they had first met.

"Nghh..." Diane moaned as she became hopelessly entangled in the dual-pronged submission hold. Cecilia's powerful arms had control of her upper body, whilst muscular thighs enveloped her waist. She kicked her legs helplessly, trying to escape the constricting squeeze, but it was hard work, made worse by the Swede's mocking.

"Hngh... well.... I'm centre stage... and I'm not in handcuffs..." Diane retorted, trying to put a positive spin on her predicament. She was *technically* on top, if nothing else. Her opponent was prideful, and she could maybe use that to her advantage.. though she had precious few advantages right now. Diane spluttered and grimaced as her abdomen was squeezed in the scissors, making it harder and more painful to breathe. The white-haired fighter continued to kick out, trying to rock from side to side to loosen the hold any way she could.

Cecilia grinned as she heard the moans and groans of the struggling Diane who was trapped in her clutches, putting a pressure on Diane's waist and sides, as well as her neck and shoulders as she got to work over the beautiful frame of Diane and put it on full display for the crowd. Cecilia squeezed tightly and only tried to tighten her hold when she heard Diane's little retort.

" Of course you aren't in handcuffs yet. I told you I wanted to have some fun." Cecilia whispered out into Diane's ear as she soon started to feel Diane kick around, the white haired woman trying to rick from left to to right...soon enough Cecilia'd attempt and let the girl go onto their side, where the blond would quickly attempt and slip her hands out from underneath Diane's arm and neck. " If I ended it this soon, it would be boring." Cecilia teased as she'd quickly attempt to wrap her arms around Diane's neck and head, trying to hug it tightly as she tried to place the British warrior in a tightly locked rear naked choke hold, all the while keeping her thighs squeezing tightly on Diane's waist.

Diane was hurting. Badly. As well as slams, her Swedish opponent was showing off her talent for brutal submissions, and the rookie was at risk of looking like a rag doll here.

Still, she was managing to stay focused, trying to fight with smarts rather than simple brute strength. Any opportunity afforded to her, she would seize desperately. A break finally came her way when the dominant Northern Queen tried to transition into an even more painful hold - but the split second that the grip on her upper body relaxed, Diane would lurch forwards, trying to escape her opponent’s grip.

Her waist was still snared by Cecilia’s thighs, but with her arms temporarily free, Diane would push back against the blonde’s body, fighting desperately, looking for any leverage to loosen the scissors and scramble away.

Cecilia was attempting to quickly take a hold of Diane's neck and lock the fellow busty powerhouse into a painful submission hold which would hopefully drain Diane as much as possible and allow the blond beauty to pick up a quick and easy victory over the powerful British warrior trapped between her legs.

However, as soon as Cecilia switched her hold, or rather abandoned the full-nelson in order to try something else. She instead found Diane scrambling out of the way of her arms and soon enough she found Diane's hands gripping and pulling on Cecilia's legs, attempting to pry the blond beauty's legs off of her.

Each second of struggle only weakened Cecilia'd waist scissor, but the blond beauty still tried to fight for a while..until she decided to abandon the hold, figuring it was not worth continuing. As such Cecilia tried to unwrap her legs and then pull one of them back to press her foot against Diane's back, before attempting to use that leg to push Diane away from her.

Kicking out and trying to scramble away, Diane felt a foot in her back as Cecilia kicked out too.

Grateful for any reprieve from the blonde's assualts, Diane was almost happy to be kicked in the back, using the momentum to roll sideways across the mat, desperately putting some distance between them.

It was hardly dignified, but then Diane wasn't in particularly good shape right now. She ached all over, and her scantily-clad body was glistening with sweat. Rolling sideways, she had reached the ropes, and used those to hold onto while she pulled herself up onto unsteady feet.

"Good job this won't be ending soon, then, eh?" she managed to quip, putting a brave face on her performance. Diane rested on the ropes but eyed Cecilia very carefully, ready to defend against any attack. "Wouldn't want to be boring," she panted with a wry smile.