Josey Wales vs. Cecilia Northman

Continued from here

Casket match. Win by putting the opponent in the casket (placed by the ring) and shutting it. No Disqualification.

She had her in the ring now. The crowd was chanting their little hearts out. Her own heart was beating like a drum inside her chest and Josey was straining not to let a sign of nervousness show. This was the start of something big and deep and wide, and as she reckoned the blonde woman in front of her, she was filled with hate. This girl really thought she was better than everyone, huh? The Outlaw cared little for what she thought. And she was going to show it.

The bell went off like a gong and heralded the beginning of the match.

Josey answered the call like she had been woken by a rooster down on the farm. The plains of Texas were far away and she was right here and she needed to be here. And she was very much here, and then suddenly there as she barreled across the mat to launch a straight right towards Cecilia's face.

Cecilia's eyes were fixed on Josey, the chanting crowd melted away and turned to static before they vanished completely. The crowd didn't matter, all that mattered was Josey and her, this match was something she had looked forward to, ever since the fellow blond beauty had barreled out after her victory over Eka and started that brawl.

The two women who could hit like trucks and could take even more. I would be a night to remember for everyone here, especially the two blond bombshells. Cecilia soon saw Josey close the distance between them, the two pants clad blonds getting closer together as Josey threw out her right fist which smacked dead onto Cecilia's head. Snapping the blonds head to the left and causing her to stagger back a step. " Nngh!" The Swede let out...she brought her head backwards as she'd clench her fists.

The mighty Swede would fire back a right of her own aimed right at the Texan's lovely face, right on her cheek bone as well! Attempting to put a little action of give and take to start out with. If Josey wanted to brawl, then damn well Cecilia would give her a brawl she'd regret starting.

She who lives by the punch dies by the punch. Anyone who had taken a gander at the Outlaw for more than a hot second recognized her as a brawler with very little technical prowess. They also would have marked her as someone who could take a shot. Both of these were very much true and on display here. Her opening blow came off without a hitch and the Outlaw was honestly flabbergasted that the woman remained standing after such an enormous punch.

Not only did she remain standing, but she advanced on Josey in return. The cowgirl was out of position. When you need to block a shot you have to have your hands up and knees slightly bent. The outlaw was all out of whack and Cecilia took advantage of that, offering up her own shot to Josey's cheek.

The cowgirl staggered backwards and only narrowly avoided dropping to the mat. In the few days they had been apart Josey had forgotten just how damn hard Cecilia could hit. That was a mistake she could not afford to make again. Josey approached Cecilia, a little bit more cautiously this time and then served up an uppercut with all of her disdain for her blonde opponent attached.

Cecilia spat out a bit of saliva after she had thrown her own punch right back into Josey's face, watching the fellow blond stagger back like she did. The Swede moved her jaw around a bit to make sure that it hadn't snapped from the amazing force of Josey's punch...yep, Cecilia was remembering it right. Josey's punches were like that of a tank round coming at you at full speed...

In Truth, Cecilia had probably buckled and fell down if it wasn't for her solid determination and if you believed in hocus pocus stuff, the viking within her. That punch could rock anyones world...all that mattered though was if she could throw one back that was just as hard, and it seemed as if she could...

When Josey moved forward this time, Cecilia was ready. Arms fixed and prime as she awaited the Texan. The viking eyed the cowgirl, bending her knees and looking close, eyes darting from Josey's feet to see her stance, up to Josey's arms and torso, to then her eyes. Seeing her move in for that uppercut, Cecilia knew what to do.

The Swede would attempt to back-step, though it was more like a light back jump, to avoid the uppercut. If she could do so she'd quickly step forward and attempt to slip in close, where she'd try and drive her right fist up from a low angle for a left hook straight towards the beautiful woman's right ribcage! Trying to basically drill the punch in, while their faces would be fairly close, showing a wide wicked grin towards the cowgirl as her bloodlust filled eyes would glare into Josey's ruby red gems.

Josey felt like a cowgirl of old, riding a horse across the jagged plain and thundering towards an opponent. There was precious little distance between them which made the brief ride that much more sweet. She could see every pore on Cecilia's face it felt like, and she could see that sweet look of expression as Cecilia had her world rocked. Except for the the small fact that Cecilia's world wasn't rocked.

As she pulled up the upper cut hit nothing but air. The northern queen had a fair amount of agility to her and she had lost sight of that. Josey was cursing herself as the uppercut reached the zenith and was then met with another surprise. Something exploded in her rib cage. Maybe she had been hit with a bullet from a .38, but it felt like something bigger. Her face was racked with pain as Cecilia's was grinning like a fox.

The Outlaw staggered to the side and then fell to the mat. She bounced right up though. The cowgirl was almost kicking herself about being dropped by a body shot. She had never done that before. Then again, she hadn't taken many of those from a girl like Cecilia before. That provided her some solace, even if it didn't do anything to take away her pain.

"Goddamit." She swore as she entered the fray once again, launching a mighty kick towards the side of Cecilia's head.

Cecilia grinned as she felt Josey stagger away from her, the air...the puff of hot moist air escaping Josey's mouth as her fist drove right into the woman's unprotected ribcage, getting a pleasant sound out of Josey's lips. A sweet sound that Cecilia decided that she wanted to hear again and again this night. Watching Josey stagger back and then going down onto the mat, the blond beauty couldn't help but let out a light chuckle.

" So much for the cowgirl." Cecilia mocked as she soon watched Josey bound up as quickly as she went down. The cowgirl was quick to close the distance enough and then throw up that wild kick of hers, a mighty kick that would surely knock her lights out. Cecilia thought fast, as she would hunch down, almost crouching to see if the kick would sail over her, whipping through her hair which rushed off along with the kick as if a hurricane like gale had swept it away.

" Phew!"...Cecilia let out as she'd quickly try and move up to her feet, and step around behind Josey. She'd attempt to slip her arms up in under Josey's arms and clasp her hand against the busty blond Texan's neck, her large chest pressing up against Josey's back as she attempted to lock in a tight full nelson hold! " Easy there! Come on now, you can't except nonsense like that to work, can you ?!" Cecilia teased as she'd try and put the pressure onto the slightly taller blond with the full nelson.

Josey felt pretty good about that kick. She felt pretty good about most kicks because she had thighs as thick as an oak tree and she could bring down quite a lot of force to her legs. But her leg hit nothing as Cecilia ducked under it, completely nullifying her kick. The cowgirl was forced to face the crowd, such was the power of the kick, and feel silly about the decisions she had made. Cecilia helped out that thought process by grabbing her from behind.

The Outlaw hated this move. The full Nelson. There was something to be said for the absolute helplessness that this move entailed and Josey directed all of her scorn directly backwards, towards the blonde girl standing behind her. Worse yet, the titaness was taunting her. She had never been one for talking constantly and she hated when her opponents felt the need to pepper her with their words. The cowgirl sure as shit hated it here.

There was something so open about this move. It was like your whole body was on display for the fans to just gawk at. Instead of blushing, Josey got angry. She came out tonight to kick ass, and now she was here. The night was still young, sure, but if that was the way this was going to go she might as well have stayed home.

But Josey wasn't going to just take this. She thrashed for all she was worth and tried to pull both of them forward by bending over and seeing if Cecilia wouldn't slide right off.

Josey's legs looked like they packed enough power to crush a skull between those thighs...thankfully Cecilia did have a thick skull, not that it mattered if the cowgirl would throw such a heavily telegraphed move so wildly. It allowed Cecilia to avoid the kick by ducking under it and the fellow blonds own power turned against her as she swung that kick, spinning a bit too much and allowing Cecilia to easily move up and lock in the full nelson.

Her impressive chest digging into the upper-back of her slightly taller opponent as she clamped down on the girl's neck and forced her shoulder blades to rise by the painful grip she had on Josey's arms. The fun thing with a full nelson was that it practically put the trapped person on display, her hold got to have the lovely body of the cowgirl on full display for the crowd as it forced Josey's large chest to arch out a bit. Not only that but she got the chance to taunt Josey a bit, poke the bear so to say....though that wasn't as dangerous as it might sound when the one who was doing the poking was another bear.

The two blond beauty's stood pressed against each other, but it wasn't long before Josey attempted some rather nice show of in-ring ability. She leaned forward, pressing her amazingly shaped rear into Cecilia's crotch, which got the Swede to cringe a bit as she was draped forward over Josey's back, her feet started to tippy toe before slightly leaving the floor....

That wasn't so bad though, Cecilia kept trying to hold the full nelson locked in though, and would attempt to use her now pretty much useless legs in this hold to make some use out of them. Attempting to bring them up and wrap her legs around Josey's waist in an attempt to lock in a waist scissor from behind, trying to cling onto the slightly taller cowgirl like a koala.

On a farm, you have to be pretty damned resourceful. You have to find the easiest way to move things from here to there, you have to find things to fix things to repair completely different things entirely. You have to pick out all the good hiding spots and potential gun ranges very early on. There is a lot you can do on a farm, the least likely of which is to simply bend over. This however worked a treat here and now. First of all, it meant that her strong and beautiful body was no longer on display as if she were some downtown hussy on a Saturday, and it meant that Cecilia was not longer on her feet. While the two iron legs wrapped around her waist were a great annoyance, she could still get the ball rolling on something else.

Josey bent her knees ever so slightly. Then she bent them a great deal. The girl was naturally blessed with thighs as thick as good milkshake, and put them to full use. Then she extended them as quickly as she could. That meant that the wrestling duo were airborne and they were tilting ever so slightly back, then further back. She knew that when they landed her arms and shoulders would be under a considerable amount of pressure but Josey was willing to make that sacrifice. Anything was worth it to get out of this torturous hold and go back on the offensive.

As the Outlaw got both of them skyward, she reckoned how much this would hurt. It would take a lot of pain tolerance to continue this hold after the forthcoming slam and Josey half suspected that Cecilia could ride it out. Either way, both of them were crashing down to the mat. Josey had the nice Cecilia to fall on, while Cecilia only had the mat.

The situation started to turn for the worse for Cecilia as she felt Josey keep struggling in her grasp, as arms held tightly onto Josey in the full nelson and her legs squeezed tightly upon the beautiful woman's waist, hugging it tightly with her strong legs, squeezing and crushing those hips with her thighs. Or at least...she was.

Josey soon turned the situation around as she would jump up and backwards, having the two blond beauty's sail through the air until finally they crashed down onto the mat, Cecilia's back first hit the mat with Josey weight crashing down on her. " Ugah!" Cecilia yelped out in pain as the heavy weight of Josey and the impact caused air to drive out of her lungs. Cecilia's arms lost their strength in the full nelson and her legs unwrapped from Josey's strong waist.