Belinda Northman Vs. Ami Takeuchi: Handcuff match

Belinda was quite happy that she was able to flaunt a bit of power and skill over Ami this early on in the match, so far it seemed to everyone as if Belinda had this match in the bag already and perhaps the previous loss had just been a fluke ? The blond knew that wasn't the case though, but she couldn't help but get confident at this turn of events as she held Ami up and started to squeeze that body of the beautiful supermodel.

Though Ami was far from done, and she was showing it by her determinated pushing, causing quite a bit of problem and probably lessening Belinda's bearhug more than Belinda would like. " Kh..stop struggling..." Belinda let out frustrated at the blunette as she kept pushing against her shoulders and making the submission a lot more difficult to keep locked in.

Belinda had proved, in their previous encounters and indeed in this one, that she was the stronger of the two ladies. However Ami had a few tricks up her sleeves to counter the lack of of strength advantage that her rival had. With the supermodel trapped in the blonde cuties clutches, she would simply squirm and push on her opponents shoulders to get some distance between the two before catching her in a surprise body scissor.

Ami's leg shot up and wrapped around Belinda's waist and her arms wrapped around her head to press her face against her chest for a scissor/smother combo as she squeezed her legs as hard as she could while pressing her face against her modest chest.

Belinda was feeling rather good about being able to toy a bit with Ami, using her greater strength to show up the blue haired supermodel every now and then, however at the moment she was starting to feel a bit of a problem. As Ami's legs started to move up and soon clinched tightly around her waist, causing Belinda to gasp a bit in pain...Ami's legs themselves held quite a bit of power, Belinda had gotten a taste of that first hand as the bluenette's kick had proved rather devastating in their previous match.

What came as a surprise even more so than the painful body scissor that the young blond had to suffer through, was the two arms that soon enough snagged her head and put her into a thight breast smother against that modest chest. Belinda blushed by it was covered by Ami's breasts and frame as her face was burried in there, she tried to hold on in the bearhug as long as she could but the dual hold of Ami was only weakening her own hold the longer it went on.

Ami wasn't about to simply get woman-handled by her opponent in their match, after being trapped in the bearhug for sometime it was finally time for the blunette to respond and she did so in style as her legs wrapped around her opponents waist while her arms went around her head for a smother/scissor combo. From there she would try to lean her body onto Belinda's to try and make it difficult for the blonde to carry her weight while trying to put the pressure on the smother.

Her leg's weren't the most muscular when compared against other female wrestlers but they would have make due for now. She gritted her teeth, trying to bear the pain of the bearhug while trying to focus on squeezing her opponent out with her own two submissions "Ngh! What's wrong? Cant....guh....breathe?"

Ami's submission combination was causing Belinda quite a bit of problem, the smothering was making it difficult for the blond to breath and she was suffering even more by the waist scissor, Ami's legs might not have been the biggest but they had their own deadly factor as those long beautiful limbs were squeezing the life out of Belinda.

The blond cutie was not able to keep herself up right for long as the bluenette was simply pushing and angling her in a way that made it all too difficult for the Swede to remain upright. She started to crumble as her strength was fading, and would have gone down onto her knees but Ami's weight caused her to fall forwards after she had been downed to her knees. Trapped by Ami, on top of the girl as her arms went to the girl's hips and sides instead, attempt to push and pull at Ami to try and get free...but Ami's combination was proving the be more deadly than Belinda had expected.

It was true that Ami didn't have the muscle required to really hurt someone with her body scissors, still she was lean and athletic enough to cause some discomfort and with the added combination of the breast smother, she thought for sure she might tire the blonde cutie down quite a bit. She hung onto Belinda like a Koala, hugging her tightly as her arms and legs squeezed her out while keeping close to her body. Their sweat slicked body grinding against each other.

She went down on her knees and a smirk came across the corner of Ami's devilish lips, before she fell forward and was laying ontop of Ami's body while the supermodel continued her submission tactic."Come on now darling, just admit defeat. Admit I am the better wrestler AND the better woman, Muhaha!" she did a cheesy laugh as she tried to resist her attempt on being pushed off.

Being locked into that smother and scissor combo was not a good thing for Belinda and it soon seemed to pay off quite fell for Ami, as Belinda was forced to give up her bearhug and soon fell to her knees before falling forwards, with Ami's arms and legs locked tightly around her and their sweat covered frames grinding and sliding along against one another. The scene was a hot one, in more ways than one...and the crowd was loving it.

" Mmph..." Belinda struggled, legs sliding and kicking weakly around against the mat. Her head shook weakly as little as it could in the iron like grip of her foe's arms. Her hands moved up and down trying to find a way out....but it was to no avail. If she wanted to get out she had to try something else. Belinda attempted to ball her right fist and start sending punch after punch into Ami's side.

They were by far not her strongest punches but they packed some power behind them, though with each punch they would grow weaker and weaker...as would Belinda the longer she was locked in this smother.

Ami tried to show that raw power in a match wasn't everything, especially when it came down to a heated match against a hated rival. Turning the tide of the match in her favour, by locking in her dual submissions and whilst doing so she even managed to shake off the bearhug that actually gave her the opening to catch her opponent like this.

She was grinning in confidence as her foe fell down on her knees and then onto her side, she did not let up at all knowing any cockiness would cost her the match so she kept squeezing harder and harder, whilst throwing in a taunt or two just because she couldnt resist the opportunity. "I told you, just past out already so I can cuff you like the slave bitch you are" she hissed before being struck by her balled fist in her side, making her grimace and making her holds loosen up.

"Gughh! you friggin barbarian!" she cursed.

The dual hold of Ami was taking it's toll on Belinda's body, her lungs were burning now and she needed air...but she wasn't allowed any, however Belinda would not give in until she could no longer see...well not like she could see much right now besides the breasts of Ami. Belinda struggled, her legs no longer kicking against the mat as much as sliding weakly up and down and from left to right, she let out muffled groans into Ami's chest as she drove that fist into Ami's side, over and over...

Each time she did she got weaker...but so did Ami's holds, she had to hold through and keep this up or else she would lose here and now...and losing this early, to Ami of all people would be the worst thing in the world for Belinda. "Mmph..." Belinda cried out against Ami's breasts as she'd attempt something perhaps a bit mean, she'd attempt to drill her punch up into Ami's ribs and attempt to grind it in after, trying to get the blunette to ease up on her hold and hopefully release her!

The supermodel was being relentless in this contest, she wasn't about to let go of her opponent that easily at all. She knew she was making progress when her opponents legs stopped trashing about against the ring mats and instead simply sliding up and down against it. Ami made sure she was stuck tight to her opponent to make sure her breasts were grinding against Belinda's mouth and nose to restrict the blonde's breathing.

After a while Belinda got weaker and weaker but her striking was causing her a bit of discomfort as well, then suddenly her fist smacked against Ami's ribs to make her moan out loudly in pain as her legs really uncoiled from around Belinda's waist and she was simply hanging onto Belinda with her arms around her head.

"Guughh! Ow- stop that" she cursed.