Cecilia Northman Vs. Diane Cavendish: Handcuff match

Cecilia grit her teeth as she had to abandon the hold, at the very least she made Diane's escape quite undifnified and probably caused the girl's back some more pain with that kick of hers. Regardless though, the blond had to be content with not having locked in that hold of hers.

She soon began to move up towards her feet and as she did the blond beauty would watch Diane start to rise with the help of the ropes. Cecilia started to move up a bit closer with each passing second. When she heard those cocky quips of Diane though, Cecilia couldn't help but show off a visible twitch on her face.

" Oh I see. Good...good." Cecilia let out as she'd gesture for Diane to come at her, a half grin on her face as her eyes glared deeply at her white haired foe. " Let's see if you can keep me entertained then!"

From her resting place on the ropes, Diane's red eyes watched Cecilia closely.

She caught the face twitch. Diane hoped it meant that she had managed to irk Cecilia a little, staying positive in the face of the Swede's onlslaught. She needed to be strong AND smart if she was going to claim Cecilia as a trophy.

"Your wish is my command!" Diane agreed, shaping as if she was making a polite bow to her opponent. The movement masked her true intent; Diane shifted her weight onto the ropes at her back, then used them to spring forwards with a sudden burst of momentum. Diane would shape to try and fire a running dropkick at Cecilia's chest.

Cecilia stood up onto her feet and would watch the white haired woman as she started to move up towards her feet. It was clear to most that Cecilia seemed to be the more skilled wrestler, and a bit more powerful than the Brit, though that didn't guarantee the blond the victory. Cecilia though wasn't all that worried at the moment and instead found herself crossing her arms underneath her large breasts.

She was getting a tad bit frustrated with Diane's attitude though, especially considering that this Diane from what she had been able to find out hadn't been very much of a bigshot, so the incredible lack of disrespect was a bit irksome. Still, she couldn't help but at least enjoy the fact that Diane was capable of putting up a bit of a fight.

Cecilia soon enough saw Diane bow politely as she soon threw herself back and came rocketing towards Cecilia, the blond's eyes widened as she quickly tried to brace herself. Diane's feet soon enough came crashing right into Cecilia's chest and caused the blond to be thrown back down onto the mat, back first. " Ungh.." the blond groaned out as a thud followed by her large frame smacking down against the mat.

Diane shaped well for the dropkick, smacking into Cecilia, falling onto her front, and pushing up onto her knees in quick, fluid movement. The white-haired woman was tired, and took a quick breath, her body protesting but her mind willing her to keep going.

She needed to score against Cecilia, and fast, lest she get overwhelmed again. Diane got up onto one knee, planting her foot down by Cecilia's leg, stepping over it. She grabbed the Swede's shin, twisting it up and round her own leg, trying to lock Cecilia in a stepover toehold.

Cecilia groaned out a bit in pain as her hands went up towards her chest, rubbing away the pain a bit as laid on her back, she looked up a bit only to see Diane's shadow soon looming over her, the tall and powerful Hong Kong Brit who soon enough reached out for the blond beauty's leg.

The Swede winced and groaned a bit as despite her struggles her foot was pulled into a submission hold, having her leg twisted around Diane's as the mighty white haired beauty pulled her into that step-over toehold. Cecilia winced out louder as her hands went up, trying to reach for Diane and grab a hold of the girl. " Nngh...b-bitch..let go!" Cecilia let out through gritted teeth.

Diane had wanted to use the toehold as a chance to rest, but Cecilia was up and squirming pretty quickly, trying to grab onto the white-haired wrestler.

Oh well, thought Diane. The crowd probably want more than just submission holds, anyway. Since the Swede was up and grabbing for her quite keenly, Diane thought it best to keep things moving, and try and stay in control.

"Language!" Diane chided Cecilia's swearing in the best strict voice she could muster, trying to surprise her. At the same time, she would release the leg, and move to grab the arm that was reaching up for her body. Diane would try to yank Cecilia up and spin her round quite swiftly, wanting to whip her across the ring.

The toe hold was quite annoying and it was something that brought back a few memories...Cecilia remembered having been trapped in a hold quite like this by a tall, powerful white haired woman before. In her first match against Sabre where the cavegirl had trapped her with the help of that bone club of hers.

Now though, it was only a matter of time until the blond beauty had fought out of this hold just like the one before. At least so she thought, It looked like Diane was at least a fair bit smarter than the cavegirl. As soon as Cecilia came close to reach out for Diane the woman chided her and then grabbed a hold of the blond beauty's wrists, yanking Cecilia up.

"Whua?!" Cecilia let out in surprise as she was pulled violently up into the air by the powerful Hong Kong Brit, Cecilia was soon flung around the ring, crashing down hard on her chest. " Unngh.." Cecilia let out as a loud thud erupted from the mat at her impact. The blond would curl up a bit, her arms wrapping around her large chest in a protective manner.

Diane gave a breathless smile as she saw her transition pay off, Cecilia stumbling face-down onto the mat. The white-haired rookie's heart was lifted by the sight, it felt like the match momentum was swinging her way again. At least it wasn't going to be a total one-way squash!

In fact, she sensed she had a real opportunity to carry the battle to her opponent here. Red eyes glinting, Diane would crouch down over Cecilia's sexy prone figure, trying to grab her feet for a double toed leglock. If she managed to get hold of Cecilia she would kneel on the Swede's back and grab her chin, as a prelude to rolling back and putting Cecilia in an overhead bow and arrow hold!

The dropkick had been sort of unexpected from Diane, she was after all a big girl just like Cecilia...the blond beauty hadn't exactly expected a dropkick from her. Sure the likes of Heather or other smaller more wily girls then yes, but not someone who had gone against her in contest of strength. There weren't many physically strong fighters that Cecilia could think of who did things like that...the ones she knew she could count on one hand.

Cecilia soon found herself at the mercy of Diane again though and she wasn't able to recover from the dropkick before the white haired beauty managed to snatch a hold of her, grabbed a hold of her feet in that doubled toed leglock and then pulled the blond up onto her knees as she caught her in a painful bow and arrow hold. " Aagh..." Cecilia winced out as her hands moved up, flailing a bit as they tried to find Diane's hand on her chin to start to try and pull it away from her.

Diane allowed herself a smile as she rocked Cecilia's strong, scantily-clad body up into the air, bending the blonde's back.

Cameras snapped and flashed. It seemed the crowd were appreciative of seeing Cecilia hoisted up and hurt, same as when the positions were reversed.

Diane grunted with effort as she kept Cecilia up above her in the hold, gripping her chin to keep her stretched for now.

"Ngh, don't worry, I'm sure you can take it as well as you give it, right?" Diane teased a little as she piled the pressure on her victim, trying her best to make this opportunity count.