Bed Wrestling Match: Alyssa Blank Vs. Belinda Northman

Bed Wrestling Match
Rules: No strikes allowed, only throws and submissions, as well as hentai moves.
Victory via: Submission or pinfall.
Location: Closed off room with a large king-sized bed.
Attire: Lingerie

Spoiler:

Today was quite a different kind of match for Belinda, she found herself in a closed off room, almost like a set of sorts. Where she was gonna wrestle someone that her sister had at least warned her off a little, facing off against an associate of the very person who had beat her up backstage before for no specific reason. It did make Belinda's blood boil a bit, but she was at least clear headed enough to understand that it wasn't the same person and that she was not gonna do the same thing or think of any thing like payback. She wasn't really that kind of person anyways. As such she was gonna treat this as any other match and attempt to do her best in order to come out on top as a winner.

She had already entered the room and was standing right next to the bed, the carpeted floor felt quite nice underneath her feet, and the short haired blond cutie would take a moment to take a few deep breaths, there were cameras scattered around the room to catch the footage of this little match that was about to take place and Belinda wasn't exactly sure how this match would go...all she hoped was that she was going to be able to hold out well against this Alyssa and hopefully come out on top.

Belinda decided soon enough to climb onto the bed and move up so she was on her knees, placing her hands upon her hips as she awaited her opponent for the match. " Hmm...I've never really done a bed wrestling match...I hope I can follow the rules okay.." Belinda let out under her breath as she did always try to stick by the rules when it came to wrestling, regardless of what her opponents did, as such she would be a bit nervous about perhaps breaking those rules by accident....it did seem kind of self-explanatory and hopefully wouldn't be too difficult to keep in her head, just to remember no to try and throw any strikes or punches...that should be fine.

Spoiler:

Once the Bomber saw her opponent for the night, she recalled the humiliation she suffered at the hands of Belinda's older sister. Alyssa really had to push down the urge to laugh maniacally at the situation. So, this was the girl whose beating kicked off this whole chain of events, who came out of the situation without any lasting damage. Morgan really was weak. She felt things like remorse and compassion, not to mention she wasn't exactly smart. While those flaws endeared her to the Bomber, it also made the brawler unsuited for her career as a wrestler. How could she get an advantage over Belinda and then fail to destroy her? If Alyssa had to guess, the cause was a last second crisis of conscience.

Oh, there would be no such mistake here.

Untying the bandana around her mouth, the depths of depravity that Alyssa had hidden from Belinda were laid bare. Like a snake emerging from its nest, her tongue ran over her lips, her lustful intentions clear and present. Sure, it might not have been as long as Morgan's, but she actually knew how to use it. And given that Belinda was a blond, she would be sure to give her enemy some extra love. After all, there was no hiding it, she really did have a thing for golden haired beauties.

"No strikes? Good. I'm not going to bruise you up by accident...."

Belinda looked on at Alyssa as the girl moved into the "bedroom" and untied her bandana, showing that tongue of hers. The blond cutie would gulp lightly as she'd proceed to then nod her head, taking a deep breath to calm herself down a bit. Her heart was pounding quite a bit, this woman had been someone who Cecilia had pretty much beaten up and in the end it had turned out to be quite the feud between Cecilia and this girl's associate. If Belinda would contribute anything to that now it would be by beating this Alyssa and coming out on top....she kinda needed to, not just for her sister but for herself, to redeem herself from the beating she took at the hands of Morgan.

Belinda would place her hands on her hips as she remained on the bed on her knees with a fixed gaze upon Alyssa. " I could say the same to you." Belinda responded as she'd then nod her head again. " I'm ready to get this show on the road if you are, Alyssa, is it ?" Belinda asked as she'd tilt her head to the side a bit, moving her hands off of her hips and starting to raise them into a ready grappling position.

The surprise on Belinda's face, however brief it was, definitely gave Alyssa a good feeling about this match. If the blond could be thrown off her game, then she'd definitely have a chance to shatter that composure again later on. Morgan had broken her body once, so it was Alyssa's time to break her spirit! With those nasty thoughts running through her head, the Bomber ran one hand over a pillow. Lust and revenge were intoxicating, without a doubt. But she was not going to let those feelings overcome her today.

Oh, no. Today, she was in charge.

"Burn some rubber, Belinda. You won't beat me if you don't give me everything you've got!"

With a wicked grin, the Bomber leapt up onto the bed, already shifting into a low stance to try and take out Belinda's legs. The softness of the bed made it hard for her to keep her stance up, but shooting from such a close range had worked for her before. Time to risk it all!

Belinda watched as her raven haired opponent ran that hand over a pillow and obeserved the woman's actions and words, the blond couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy around this woman...but regardless, she was determined to beat her and restore some of her honor or at least her self esteem. Getting beat up by Morgan like that hadn't exactly helped the blond cutie out in any way. So she needed to redeem herself tonight.

Hearing the words of Alyssa though caused Belinda to narrow her eyes. Alyssa was probably right....and that was just what she would give this woman, 100%.

Though as she was getting herself ready to strike back against her foe, the beautiful Belinda's leg was snatched by the bomber and taken out from under her, causing Belinda to fall down onto her rear against the bed. It wasn't exactly painful, but Belinda let out a light " ooft." as a result of the surprise.

Oh, how she loved blondes. With Belinda on the bed, Alyssa immediately got to action. Since she was in her element, she felt like it was her time to show off! The Bomber lifted the cutie's leg up, only briefly enjoying the sensation against her hands before she began to step over Belinda's leg. It was a rare move that she was attempting, the spinning toehold!

"Come and get it, Northman. I'll break you just like Morgan did!" She taunted, a wild grin on her face as she spun.

It seemed as if Alyssa was planning to take the initiative in this match as much as Belinda might dislike that notion she couldn't actually do much about it at this moment, being caught a bit unaware by the raven haired girl's tripping action and with it being taken down onto her back in a bad situation...with Alyssa having a hold of her leg no less.

The words of the bomber stung Belinda, as she couldn't help but grit her teeth and show a fair bit of anger on her face. Though that anger soon turned to pain as Alyssa stepped over her leg and spun around, catching Belinda in that toe-hold! " Aah!" Belinda yelped out as she tried to reach up for Alyssa with her arms, struggling to reach and try to push Alyssa away or pull her leg free, wiggling and squirming a bit in the hold.

"You really are a screamer, huh?" Alyssa taunted, twisting with glee as she continued to torment the cutie's beautiful leg. "Sure, you started off all angry, but now you're just flopping on the bed like a fish out of water! Heh, I wonder if you're a virgin? I haven't had any of those since I came here. Consider it a lost cause if you can't protect yourself!"

The audience was definitely booing Alyssa more now. The two girls were indeed beautiful, but the Bomber ruined it with her own depravity while Belinda certainly had more charm than she did. Even now, when the raven haired psycho was cranking her leg, the blonde had the crowd behind her all the way! Belinda's desperate attempts to escape did allow her to free her leg, although Alyssa was only off balance for a short time.

Could she take advantage of the situation and grab the Bomber before she recovered?

Belinda would close her mouth and instead groan and moan in pain as opposed to screaming now that the raven haired Alyssa was taunting her over it. However, the more that Alyssa taunted her, the more Belinda's will for trying to make this girl cry and tap out to her was rising. She'd have to act quickly though, struggling as much as she could seemed to help her rather well as she was starting to be able to free herself from the mad bomber's toe hold.

Quickly Belinda would attempt to pull her leg upwards, not wasting any time on mending it before she attempted to throw both her legs up and attempt to wrap them around Alyssa's waist, all before she'd try and yank and jerk the raven haired girl down onto her side down onto the bed, where she'd try and squeeze tightly on that waist with her powerful legs to try and cause some damage to Alyssa.!

"Kh! It's not gonna be easy for you either ! We'll see who'll be flopping like a fish out of water by the end!" Belinda would snap back at Alyssa as she'd try and flex her legs and put that tight squeeze on the beautiful Canadian.

Alyssa underestimated Belinda's willpower and paid for it. Not only had her hold been broken by somebody she considered an amateur, she was now the one in danger as her waist was crushed by the kawaii's strong legs! For a second, any semblance of civility or reason left her face as she looked at the blonde. But all too soon, she snapped back into her shaky definition of sanity and started to work her way through a new gameplan.

"Flopping? Not quite the right word for that. But you do have one thing right...." Alyssa grinned through the pain, her hands reaching to grab Belinda's chest. The Bomber's switch had been flipped yet again. "I'm going to dive into something wet!"

She let her tongue loll out, the scent of mint on her breath as she taunted the blonde. It seemed like she had more than a little bit of preparation for this match, after all.