Josey Wales vs. Cecilia Northman

Josey thought she was resilient but the Northern Queen was proving herself to be significantly more so. By the time Josey was at her, not only was the blonde beauty up, but she was swinging. The Outlaw did not see that coming at all and was totally blindsided by it. A rocket landed on Josey's tummy and the cowgirl was dazed.

Which was a shame as Cecilia exploited it perfectly. Josey was pulled up onto Cecilia's strong shoulders. It took a second for Josey to realize what was going on. But it was already too late. Just as the Outlaw pulled her fist back to try and launch it forward towards the Northern Queen, Josey was sent downwards into the mat.

Samoan drops were not her favorite. Usually it was her who was pulling them off as Josey was quite strong. That made getting hit with one all the worse, in her opinion. When Josey looked up, she saw all the stars of a rural Texas night and could not move because of the pain.

Taking back a bit of momentum in this match was just what Cecilia needed and she looked to have been able to do so rather well. Driving her fist right into Josey's well toned belly and with it getting the advantage she needed over the powerful cowgirl. The Swede soon pulled Josey's frame up onto her shoulders and then rose up to her feet, taking a deep breath before throwing the cowgirl down hard onto the mat for that mighty Samoan drop!

The Crowd started to cheer, getting behind their beloved blond favorite as she managed to retaliate against the other blond beauty. Cecilia let out a huff of air as she'd push herself up towards her feet moving up towards the cowgirl's head as she'd reach down to try and take a firm hold of that long blond hair to try and pull her up to her feet by it.

Attempting to get Josey up so that the two of them were face to face with each other. Cecilia would attempt to slip her right arm in between Josey's strong thighs, slipping her arm in between those legs and up to take a firm hold of the beauty, as her other arm would move down to try and loop it over Josey's shoulders, trying to then lift Josey up off of her feet as the Swede would try and tilt Josey upside down in the air! With a great deal of power behind her Cecilia would take a step or two forward before attempting to throw Josey down with a powerslam!

There were a few second were Josey wasn't quite sure where she was. Her legs told her she was standing, but she felt like she was swimming way out in the ocean somewhere. For an inveterate landlubber like Josey, that was a very dangerous place to be. Then the crowd roared. That was pretty odd. Generally, there weren't a whole lot of audience members way out at sea. Then something went between her legs. And another thing went over her shoulder.

By the time Josey realized what was happening, it was far too late. She was already being held to Cecilia like the so many hugs she had long needed, then she was being thrown over the top. The Outlaw rolled across the ring like a Texas tumbleweed before coming to a stop.

The cowgirl was breathing hard now. Her chest was sinking deep and rising high with every breath and sweat began forming a slick coat over her skin. A lot of people watching this might have found it attractive but in Josey's judgment, this was very unattractive. The Outlaw was practically glued to the mat, such was her pain. For right now, this was an ok place to hang out.

After slamming down Josey into the mat with that powerful powerslam, the ring shaking a bit from the impact and the crowd's roar drowning out mostly every other sound in the arena. The Swede would move her arms up and flex a bit for the crowd as Josey rolled around on the mat. Showing off a bit for the crowd as she let them see her strong flexed muscles and her powerful frame in it's glory.

When Josey finally came to a stop the blond would chase after the downed blond, walking up towards Josey's side as the powerful Cecilia would attempt to take handful of Josey's long blond hair and attempt to pull Josey up to her feet so that the big powerful Texan's back was facing the Swede. " Looks like you're the one who can't handle me...Hah!" Cecilia chuckled out as she would attempt to drag Josey backwards and try and pull the beautiful Southern woman up onto her shoulders, laying the woman's spine down against her mighty frame as she'd try and place one hand against Josey's chin and the other against the Texan's thigh.

" Time to hear you scream cowgirl!" Cecilia let out as she would attempt to pull down on Josey attempting to lock in a true move of torture on the tall and powerful cowgirl, a torture rack!

Josey was dragged up to her feet again, much to her chagrin. Sometimes it was wiser to let sleeping dogs lie but unfortunately for Josey this was not one of those situations. The Outlaw was strung out over Cecilia's shoulders like a killed lion or something and that was not a good place to be. Her whole midsections lit up with pain and the audience hollered their approval of this macabre turn of events.

But the cowgirl would not scream. There are lots of pleasures Josey would give into, but for herself, and not for others. It was damn hard too and the Outlaw damn near broke her jaw she was clenching so hard. Pain wracked her body, but she did not scream. Her fists were tighter than a banjo string as her body spasmed from the almost unbearable torture.

Then Josey decided to put those closed fists to good use. She was getting hammered, sure, but she was still the Outlaw. And the Northern Queen was sure as hell not going to take her alive. Her stocky arm flew through the air towards Cecilia's head. Josey was going to get out of this, one way or another.

"Ooooh, silent huh ?" Cecilia let out as she held Josey's frame up in the air, putting the pain down on the powerful cowgirl's body, her goal currently was to try her best to completely wreck that powerful and sexy frame until there was nothing left. It seemed as if it was working and the Swede was enjoying her dominance right now as she kept torturing the fellow blond in the hellish torture rack.

Cecilia would start to walk a few steps, treating the cowgirl as a trophy kill that she was brining home to the village! Of course...Josey was far from dead, she was very much alive and it seemed as if she was not wanting to be trapped in this hold for very long. As Cecilia was walking the cowgirl shot out her fist right into Cecilia's head.

The strong punch caused the blond to stagger to the side, probably also lost her hold on Josey and allowed the girl to slip out of the submission hold.

Like a bank robber who had made it to the county line, Josey was free. And even more like a bank robber, she was going to use her illicit gain to her advantage. What Josey lacked in speed she more than made up for in weight, and even those two steps between her and Cecilia couldn't stop the outlaw from having a pretty large amount of momentum. It wasn't the most technical move but Josey wasn't the most technical gal.

Spear. Her wide and muscular shoulder stuck out as she attempted to make contact with the Northern Queen. If she were lucky, Cecilia's back would still be facing her and she could get the shot in nice and quick with no resistance. Josey didn't anticipate that of course, but a little wishful thinking never hurt anyone.

Her jaw was no longer clenched. It could have been open, spilling so much. There was something between them, something deeper than a mere calling out and impromptu brawl but the Outlaw was not willing to let that cat out of the bag quite yet. The cowgirl was never much of a talker anyways. She was always more of a doer and her eyes were open as she attempted to collide with Cecilia. No sense in hiding from herself anyways.

Having dropped Josey down after the girl fought her way free with that powerful punch....the cowgirl really did hit like a truck, or perhaps a runaway train...actually, that was something which should have been saved to describe what came next. Josey's shoulder soon dug into Cecilia's back, causing a sharp pain her spine and caused the Swede to fall forward right down onto her front.

" Uagh!" Cecilia cried out from the powerful runaway locomotive which came right into her back and caused the Swede to be downed. Cecilia groaned out as she attempted to roll over onto her back, attempting to protect it from any more painful treatment from the powerful cowgirl!

Cecilia made the decision to roll onto her back. It was a wise choice, especially considering the brunt of damage that she had just been dealt. But the Outlaw was going to make her pay for it. If Josey had any technical know-how at all, this is where it would have come in handy, but Josey wasn't really the type to get down and dirty like a pig.

No, the cowgirl sought to spin like a Texas Tornado. She grabbed Cecilia's ankles and began the slow process of spinning her around. There was quite a bit of mass to move but Josey was confident she could do it. After all, she was the toughest, meanest girl this side of the Mississippi.

If Josey could get enough spin going, she would release Cecilia and let her fly across the ring. Otherwise, well. It wasn't up to Josey what the otherwise would be.

Cecilia groaned out as she attempted to move her arm behind her back to rub it against her hurting back, she groaned out in pain as she shook her head..." Ouw..." she let out, that spear right to her spine had without a doubt been a bad move to take and it seemed as if Josey was gonna make her suffer even more.

The hands of the mighty cowgirl soon came down and grabbed a hold of Cecilia's legs, pulling them up in underneath the mighty girl's armpits and soon enough despite Cecilia's weak struggles she was starting to feel herself being spun around, round and round they went like a merry-go-round as Josey built up more and more momentum.

Cecilia's arms dangled a bit in the air as she was spun around over and over and over before finally she was let go, flying a bit in the air before her frame crashed back first down onto the mat. " Agh!" the blond cried out as she slide a few feet and then rolled a few more...