Belinda Northman Vs. Ami Takeuchi: Handcuff match

Belinda's struggles grew weaker and weaker, though as her waist for free she was allowed to roll lightly, rocking from left to right to try and help herself out a bit, but Ami's smother was locked in tight around her head. The blond cutie's punches hadn't helped her a whole lot, except getting her out of the hold that she least dreaded at the moment of the two. Belinda weakly whimpered against Ami's modest yet lovely chest as she let out a few muffled groans of hot burning and moist air....

She was starting to run dry, her next punch was a lot weaker than the previous one, and the one that came after that even weaker, soon they were so slow and sluggish that it couldn't even be called punching anymore..."mmph..."

The scissor was broken and Ami started to panic a bit, she didn't want to give up the advantage after she was so close to putting this girl out and then cuffing her up would just be a simple formality. Her body was now leaning ontop of the blonde cutie with her chest still pressed against her face but now without the added pressure of the scissor.

Still, she was in a far better position than her opponent and the supermodel simply chose to lay ontop of Belinda, with her body grinding down against her completely. She even tried to lock her legs around her ankles for a grapevine.

Now with Ami on top of her and the situation having turned against her as Belinda's rocking had only allowed the blue haired woman to easily roll them over and put herself in the perfect spot. The arms around Belinda's head tightened as Ami's long slim sexy and quite deadly legs found Belinda's and wrapped the blond cutie up into a grapevine...

Belinda's hands weakly pushed and sluggishly punched against her rival's side as not long after those struggles ceased. Her hands held against Ami's hips before slipping down and flopping down onto the mat.

With a loud girlish grunt, the supermodel managed to buck her hip into the blonde cutie and managed to get her down on her back with her body sliding ontop of hers perfectly. Her arms still wrapped around her head as she kept squeezing her head while forcefully shoving her breasts into her face.

Their legs now interlocked as the supermodel slowly spread them apart, with their sweaty bodies grinding against each other. She did feel the awkward punches against her side but she decided to suck it up and bear the pain, if it could bring victory to her.

"Mngh, stay still and admit defeat"

Belinda's eyes started to roll back into her head a bit, her lungs were so dry that all she could get out of them now against Ami's chest were coughs...her arms fell down to the mat as Ami's smother had taken it's toll. Being sprawled out, completely locked up by her hated rival as the smother had spent more of the energy that Belinda had now...

Her legs being spread out and useless and unable to move...not like they would do much of that any way with how drained she was. The Crowd roared at the hot action of these scantily-clad wrestler's hot sweaty bodies ground against one another.

She remained still, weak and spent underneath Ami for a few seconds...not completely passed out yet, but far too weak to continue any form of movement. Ami's words stung...as it felt as if she had just suffered defeat at the hand of her hated nemesis...again...

Her opponents struggle became weaker and weaker, much to the satisfaction of the bluenette, who pressed her body down onto her opponents while even wriggling up on top of hers to further humiliate her. Once she felt the time was right, she slowly peeled her body off the blonde, getting back up on her knees and then slowly all the way back up on her feet.

She whipped her hair back in a flamboyant manner before moving to the corner to get the "special cuffs". "Well I guess that's all she had, so much for all her big talk! Haha" she laughed while playing around with the cuffs, just checking to make sure which side it needs to be locked up with. "Maybe I'll make her kiss my feet or beg me for the keys, once I hide them ofcourse" she said before walking towards her opponent.

Ami soon moved off of Belinda, leaving the half-way passed out blond on her back, taking some deep breaths as she shook her head slowly from right to left. Her blue haired rivals smother had taken a whole lot out of her and had left a near breathless, sweaty Belinda down on the mat. As the supermodel went off to get the cuffs.

She was taking quite some time, which did allow Belinda to take in a few deep breaths, coming back more and more with each passing seconds as her eyes opened up towards the bright arena lights that were practically burning her eyes now. She had a small headache...but if she could just get up then she still had the chance to beat Ami...she looked around a bit by tilting her head from left to right...only to see Ami was coming towards her with the handcuffs.

After she was content, the supermodel went strutting off to get the cuffs and once she had them in her possession, she played around with him a bit and showed them off to the crowd while taking some time to pose with them whilst throwing in a couple of taunts towards the blonde cutie who seemed quite out of breath and was struggling to recover.

"It's not just you darling, I have a habit of taking people's breath away with my amazing body"she quipped again before moving towards Belinda. "Well well well, welcome back.....you're just about to witness my celebrations" she said before stomping her boot down onto her opponents back before getting down on her knees to try and place the cuffs around Belinda's right wrist.

Ami had certainly taken a lot out of her with that skilled dual hold, the smother having left Belinda with lungs as dry as a desert. She coughed out as her blue haired rival came closer and closer towards her, mocking her every so often in her stride. The words of Ami like always strung...if there was one woman that Belinda just couldn't stand it was Ami, she could take a lot of insults and still remain cheerful...but when it came from Ami it was just something that made her boil over a bit...

When that stomp came towards her back, Belinda was forced to cry out in pain. " Gyahg!" She yelped out as she son felt her arm grabbed by Ami, she looked up over her shoulder to see that handcuff...the blond cutie attempted to press her other hand and her knees down against the mat and try and push up to her knees with all her might, trying to swing her arms towards the hand that Ami held the handcuff in an try and knock it out of Ami's grip and far away from them!

The supermodel kept egging her opponent on, she knew at this point Belinda would have nothing to say as she was pretty much down and exhausted. The supermodel finally was having things her way, it felt good when everything was going according to plan- after stomping down on her body for good measure she finally began to try and finish this match up.

"Well and that's the Gaahh!! Uggh....you little..."she hissed as her hand was stuck by the blonde cutie's hand to knock the cuffs far away. "Looks like you want some more huh?" she hissed before grabbing her opponent by the hair and pulling her up, trying to yank her towards her while extending her arm to clothesline her back down.