Josey Wales vs. Cecilia Northman

While Josey had not been tickled to the mat, she felt like she had gotten a new lease on this match. The kick vitiated the worst of the damage as Cecilia could not follow through as much as she wanted to. Still, the slam hurt quite a bit. Her body told her to stay the hell down, especially given the spectacular violence of the inverted suplex, but Josey was beginning to feel as free as the Texas wind.

She hopped up. It wasn't quite as quick as she could do early on in the match but it was still pretty quick. The beast inside her was demanding blood and loads of it. Josey darted forwards and launched a punch towards Cecilia's gut to start getting the river flowing back in her direction once again.

The Outlaw knew that this was a bit of a gamble. Fortunately, the cowgirl was a bit of a gambler. Her closed right fist might as well have been holding two dice as she rocketed the punch forwards.

While she was able to throw Josey down...she wasn't exactly able to SLAM the cowgirl down, instead what she met was that kick which sent the blond staggering to the side...which Josey soon took advantage of. The cowgirl had bounded up off of her feet and moved after the fellow blond.

Cecilia grit her teeth as she tried to get back into it, her fist tightening as she glared at the slightly taller cowgirl. However, before she could throw that punch the fist of Josey's sank and dug it's way into Cecilia's rock hard abs, like a pick-axe through hard stone! " Uah!" Cecilia coughed out as she hunched over slightly, a few drops of spittle flying out of her lips with the cough.

Stunned by the power of the mighty fist she was not able to put up any elaborate offensive back to Josey...doing the only thing that she could do at this point which would be attempting to throw her own right fist right up into Josey's rock hard abs!

The Outlaw had just faced an onslaught that would put many girls down for the evening, let alone down for the count. When Josey felt her iron fist ram into Cecilia's steel abs, her adrenaline surged. It was as if she had gone into high gear. The thought of being beaten by this contemptible blonde woman was enough to make any girl mad, but it sent Josey into an absolute frenzy. The assault that would have sent so many girls packing just enlivened Josey.

When the punch came swinging in low, Josey knew it was coming. Not because she had hyper-real reflexes, but because she knew Cecilia. Maybe more than some people might think she would. The cowgirl knew some retaliation was going to come her way hard and fast, so she jumped back. Sure enough a fist sliced through the air where she had been not even a moment ago. For the first time in a good few minutes, Josey felt like she had scored one against the Northern Queen.

As much as she wanted to gloat over her success, Josey knew that she would have to keep going if she wanted to win this match. Cecilia was Cecilia after all, one who had battled through so many hardcore matches. Josey lacked all the weapons that were prerequisites in those sorts of bouts, but she had two guns that others lacked. Those two tree trunks she called her legs were put to service immediately, as she sent a kick upwards towards Cecilia's head.

Cecilia's punch flew forward as she attempted to strike at Josey but it seemed as if the cowgirl had gained the upperhand, she was capable enough to dodge out from that punch of the Northern Queen who groaned and cringed in frustration of missing her punch like that. Coughing out as she tried to pull back and move her up to a full stand..she didn't want to suffer another strong punch from the fellow blond again....

Though that was exactly what Josey wanted the blond beauty to do, as soon that hefty and powerful leg shot up off the mat and smacked right into the side of Cecilia's skull. The Swede's eyes widened she let out a silent gasp of pain before she flew with the kick down onto her side in a heavy thud. She wasn't out....but damn was she close....that was one hell of a kick....

Crunch. The sound of bone against bone filled the ears of all of those in attendance, Josey most of all. It was music to her ears and Josey felt like dancing as she saw the Northern Queen hit the mat. She saw this as a big opportunity to begin getting a little payback. And perhaps, start working on putting this match to bed. Or in the casket.

So it was time to go nuclear. The Outlaw reckoned she still had a little ways to go before she pulled out her finisher, but she thought it was high time to pull off one of her signature moves. Josey grabbed two handfuls of Cecilia's pretty blonde hair and pulled her head between her thick legs.

If all went according to plan, Josey would wrap her arms around Cecilia's waist and heave her into the air. She would try and hold Cecilia there for a few seconds, just as she had been held, before dropping her right on her head for one of her signature moves- the Texas Pile Driver!

That...was probably the heaviest kick that Cecilia had ever taken to her skull...those tree trunk like legs which packed enough power to match anything Cecilia's own mighty legs could throw out or maybe even surpass it. This cowgirl was without a doubt one hell of an opponent and without a doubt one of the few girls so far who could take the Swede to her limit and then some.

It wasn't long before Josey came at her again, pulling on the Swede's hair with both her strong hands. The Swede was even forced to whine and moan out in her groggy state as thanks to the mighty kick that had rung her bells. A woman who rarely ever whined out like this...had to do it to this Texan ? It was both something that made Cecilia's blood boil and cause her heart to pump whit excitement.

Josey commanded Cecilia to move and there was nothing that the powerful blond could do about it, she was soon pulled up with her head in between those meaty thighs. Her hands moved up, cupping that firm mass of muscles that was Josey's shapely rear. Fingers squeezing tightly in defiance as the cowgirl leaned forward and wrapped her strong muscular arms around Cecilia's waist. Once again the powerful Texan was able to lift her up with no trouble, the crowed roared and booed as the Cowgirl held up the Viking upside down in a triumphant manner, and then...BAM! The top of Cecilia's head was driven right into the mat! It was a heavy thud that dropped a deathly silence over the arena. Cecilia's body which was as stiff as a nail...soon fell forward if she was released by Josey's arms and crashed front first against the mat...not letting out a single sound other than that of her breathing.

Josey eyed the crowd. There was a look of unrestrained hatred in her eyes. For them and for this blonde woman who now laid on the mat in front of her. She had gone through the move without Cecilia spanning the works which Josey could probably thank the swift kick to Cecilia's head for. It looked as if Cecilia had been struck down, maybe even for good by the blow that Josey had just hit her with. If this were a normal match, Josey would feel tempted to throw her in the casket and be done with it.

But this wasn't a normal match. This was a match against Cecilia fucking Northmann, and the Outlaw wanted to tear this girl apart. Rage seethed through her as she stood up. If the Northern Queen didn't wake up in a hospital Josey would consider this night to be completely wasted. So she didn't just stop to collect her blonde opponent and throw her in the casket.

No. She went for more blood. Josey grabbed Cecilia's legs and dragged her over to the corner. Everyone should have known what was coming next- the Outlaw was fairly partial to her Frontier Justice, after all. She did set it up about as well as she could have- she picked Cecilia up and got on the turnbuckle. She would try to place Cecilia's head between her thighs and lift her up. Ordinarily, she would simply drop Cecilia on her head, right in the center of the ring. But this time, she jumped backwards, onto the hard cement floor. The move was contingent upon lots of things- and would hurt Josey pretty bad herself- but she had no doubt.

Cecilia groaned as she felt those hands upon her legs, pulling and dragging her body closer and closer towards the corner, there was little she could do at the moment after taking that heavy hit from the cowgirl, a piledriver like that would put most people out for a good few moments...however, Cecilia was not just anyone and even she was reeling after that hit. It was a testament to Josey's skills and strength that she had been able to give Cecilia a match that few could ever boast of doing. More so than even the girl's former boss and Cecilia's former primary nemesis Sarah Gatt had been able to do.

Soon Josey started to set herself up and started to try and pull Cecilia upwards, getting the Swede's head in between her legs again. A low and angry growl escaped from Cecilia's mouth though, as she would try and bring out all the fight that was left in her. The Viking wrestler would attempt to shove with her hands as hard as she could on Josey's hips, attempting to push the girl off the top turnbuckle and down into the hard floor outside the ring. It was a last ditch attempt to maybe get back into this match.

Josey was on top of the world. For a few seconds she had Cecilia dead to rights, ready to face the throw of a lifetime. If the Outlaw played her cards right, maybe she would break that thick skull of Cecilia's and would walk away with quite the story to tell. She made herself ready for the awe-inspiring throw and shifted. Too much it seemed but it was ok as she could simply adjust right back and...

No, something was wrong. Josey's movement was for the moment beyond her control and it wasn't until it was too late that she realized what was happening. Before she could do anything about it her balance had been pitched too far and soon both of them were tumbling down. Josey had a grip on the Northern Queen and she was not about to let it go for anything.

Anything, in this case, being the hard concrete floor of the arena. The cowgirl cried out as she fell onto the ground with a resonating thud.

Cecilia winced out as the hold that Josey now had on her hair was and iron grip that she couldn't escape! I didn't matter though! If she could take Josey down she didn't care if she fell down along side of the fellow busty blond, soon enough both of them tumbled down onto the hard floor outside of the ring, an unforgiving smack was heard as Josey's back impacted on the hard concrete floor of the arena with the blond beauty crashing down on top of her in a heap.

A low groan escaping her mouth as the Swede at least had a somewhat more comfortable fall in comparisson of what Josey took, but it was still not a nice fall to take. Well, apart from her head having the nice pillows that was Josey's large rack. She'd breath out heavily for a few seconds before she'd attempt to push herself up towards her hands and knees, hovering over Josey for a second or two...looking on at the powerful cowgirl's amazing frame and beautiful face.

" Ahh...how you like that...bitch ?" Cecilia let out as she would attempt to reach out for a handful of Josey's hair with her right hand and attempt to start pushing herself up to her feet, trying to drag Josey upwards with her to her knees. Cecilia would keep that hold on Josey's lovely blond hair as she'd proceed to try and jam her knee into that pretty face! Following which she'd try and do it again...and again and again!