Cecilia Northman vs. Kara X: Submission Debut

Submission Match
Victory Conditions: Force your opponent to submit or knock her out with a submission

Kara prided herself on her ability to avoid getting caught up in the moment. She was much too even-keel a person to let spiking emotions get in the way of her better sense and make her lose her focus on the pinnacle of the sport she had chosen as her career. So as she sat backstage, solitary in the locker room and pulling on her fingerless gloves, she did little but stare at the cold, clean floor at her feet, and mentally made an enemy out of her first opponent - this Cecilia Northman, this so-called Hardcore Queen - before she got the chance to clash with her and make her submit to the Caballete.

But damn was it good to be here, where she could get to the real top. The blonde smirked faintly to herself. The top where thousands upon thousands of people would know her name, and they would see that she was the pinnacle of what a wrestler - heck, what any person in any walk of life - should strive to be.

The appearance of one of the suits interrupted her thoughts, and Kara did not acknowledge him beyond a tilt of her head when he told her that it was nearly time for her to head out to the ring. Once he left, she blew a heavy breath from her lips. "Hope you've been practicing tapping, Cecilia Northman," she mumbled, before popping up and purposefully striding out of the locker room, pulling the hood of her workout jacket over her head.

The short trip through the backstage hallways, and she was in position, eyebrows knitting as she waited for her music to start. That was thousands of people, making all that noise on the other side of the stage from her. And those thousands were going to be witnessing the beginning of a new title history.

Smoke poured on the darkened stage, followed closely by Kara's music, and the Canadian started shaking her head before she stepped out into the partial cover of that smoke, head down and arms spread as the crowd reacted to the newcomer's first appearance. That was what she wanted to hear. These people could tell who deserved the hype. A cocky smile crossed her face as she raised her head to all of them and drew back her hood, revealing her blonde head to the tune of more yelling. Kara crossed her arms in an X in front of her face before the lights all came on, signaling her to cup her hands around her mouth to let loose a primal yell that just did cut through the screeches of the crowd.

Confident steps accompanied by a confident smile carried Kara towards the ring, unzipping and pulling off her jacket to reveal the simple, skimpy top she wore barely covering her chest over her pants and boots. She tossed it aside upon reaching the ring and quickly jogged up the steps to reach the mat. And though Kara propped on the ropes once inside to peer out at the crowd, that cocky smile still across her features, her mind wasn't on pleasing these people. It was on making a stepping stone of Cecilia Northman.

Spoiler:

Another night another fight! The blond beauty was like always looking for a challenge, her entire creed was to fight cause she loved it and fight cause she wanted to have amazing battles! It's was even better if she couldn't win...just so she could break that notion! If she was outmatched or equally matched then there was nothing better for the blond beauty! However tonight she wasn't so sure what to expect, the Swede had been told she was in a match against someone named Kara X, a new person to the league. In fact it was her debut...Cecilia was as usual a bit arrogant and it kinda felt as if perhaps she might be in for a rather boring night ? She was looking for fun! Not to break in some newbie.

It wasn't long after that Kara had made her way down towards the ring that the stage hand knocked on Cecilia's door. The blond stepped out of her locker room and of course her impressive frame was something that always caused most men to do a double take when they saw her up close and the stage hand tonight was no different. He soon scurried off though and Cecilia was left to walk down the hallway to the gorilla position. The music of Kira was slowly fading out and with it the arena would once again be darkened.

HEAVY DAY by Daisuke Ishiwatari & Naoki Hashimoto started to play as the mighty fan favorite Swede stepped out onto the ramp with her right arm held high! Into the air as the roars of the crowd was raining down upon her! The blond would keep that fist raised high into the air and would soon bring it down her body tensing up as she'd let out a loud roar timed between the singing of her entrance theme. The crowd joined in on her roar as well as she'd proceed to then start to walk down the ramp, pyrotechnics glowing off like a conflagration after each step that Cecilia took down the ramp! As if each step she took left everything burnt to cinders.

Once she got up towards the ring there was a red hue from the fiery pyrotechnics and Cecilia soon enough climbed into the ring through the ropes. Walking up towards the center of the ring as she'd raise her right fist up again where the fires would then die down! "Light it up!!" She'd shout out as her music started to fade with that fist raised which got the crowd to raise their fists up...thousands of fists in the air for the viking wrestler.

Turning around the blond would then look at her opponent for the night...she couldn't help but notice the similar style of their outfit as she scanned Kara X up and down. Moving to place herself in the center of the ring facing Kara's direction the blond would fold her arms under her large breasts, looking as if she was ready to go any moment. Red eyes fixed upon the newbie blond.

Kara's dismount from the ropes was immediate as her music ended and Cecilia's music began. The veteran set her blue eyes on the stage and gave the other woman's appearance her complete and undivided attention as she stood with hands gripping the ropes behind her. Those eyes narrowed in intense scrutiny as Cecilia emerged, as Kara tried to drown out all the flash and pageantry that did not tell her anything about her opponent aside from the fact that she was maybe compensating for being an underwhelming wrestler.

Admittedly, that presumption was not necessarily true. Cecilia had been a champion once, Kara knew, and her scouting of the other blonde had revealed at least some wrestling skills, that was true, though not skills that could be compared to what Kara's lifestyle and dedication had allowed the Canadian to build over the years. The Swede looked to be in good shape for the match - though again, Kara always measured others to herself, and again Cecilia was found lacking - but aside from those points, there was little for Kara to analyze - just a woman for her to beat.

Once they shared the ring, Kara maintained her best feigned, pleasant smile as she gazed back at the other woman and approached, adjusting her top momentarily before the match got started. It was always worth it to strike others as the average, motivated competitor when first meeting them. If they were not worth her time, they could go on believing it while she clambered past them on the match card. If they were to be trouble later, well - Kara didn't mind their underestimating her just to see the shock on their face later when she proved their better. As long as they figured it out when she'd beaten it into their heads, all was fine.

Finding Cecilia almost her exact match in pure stature, Kara stepped up to the other blonde closely enough that their chests nearly touched. "Let's have a good match," Kara spoke after letting a few beats pass, unable to keep the confident tone from her voice as she said it but hiding the mockery behind the statement. Cecilia didn't need to have a good match. In fact, Kara was going to ensure that she didn't.

After entering the ring the blond beauty's eyes would scan over her opponent for tonight, just as she had already established their attires were a lot similar, they were both blond and hell...both of them seemed to be in good physical condition. Cecilia had to be impressed...she was expecting a lot less and had been pretty much blown away by the end result of who her opponent turned out to be.

Those toned abs that almost, Almost! Rivaled the Swede's own, those strong arms that looked as if they could pose a hell of a challenge to anyone that wasn't the Swede and well...there was a lot she could say about this Kara's physique at the moment. Not to mention the girl's generous bust. Boy even the crowd was loving the two busty beautiful fairly equally built blonds.

Soon enough it came time to measure them up it seemed as Kara would join Cecilia in the center of the ring, stopping just less than an inch away from their impressive racks pressing against each other. Their faces awfully close and the crowd was so far going rather wild about what they were to see. It was clear that the majority of the crowd if not most all of it was on the side of Cecilia so far...but Kara's stunning looks had gotten her a few admirers.

Hearing Kara's words the blond beauty would throw on a smile, her arms moving from her folded position down to her side as she'd nod. She'd take a step forward. Always one to challenge who ever stepped up to her. Pressing her large breasts up against Kara's as she'd move to try and press her forehead against Kara's. She could hear the confidence in Kara's voice...but there was nothing else in front of Cecilia than a confident and stunning newcomer, for that was all Cecilia saw and heard.

" Oh We will. I guarantee you that hun, as long as you can keep me entertained that is." Cecilia let out with a predatory glare of her red eyes as they'd peer into Kara's. Her arms would start to rise up as she was looking to offer a early test of strength with Kara to start the match off. The ref-girl as well was getting ready to ring the bell at any moment.

Huh.

This was a confident one, wasn't she? Kara couldn't remember a single person in the North American promotions with the poise to be able to step this close to her - mash herself against Kara's chest, which she was proud of - and put her face right in Kara's own face. Most would shrink back. Some would even step back when Kara came close. Of course, that was mostly because most of them would have gotten a face full of her tits at their height if they tried to challenge her in such a way. Only a few had been her stature. And yet, Kara's very first opponent in AFW was someone with the guts to measure up to the Canadian, without an ounce of shame.

She genuinely didn't like someone thinking she measured up to Kara like this. It was too bold for the dominant foreign champion's taste. But, in the end, it would only make taking Cecilia down and using her as nothing more than the doormat she kicked out of the way on the way to the top that much better. She wouldn't be wanting to match up with Kara after tonight, and knowing that made the Canadian's smile shift into a smirk as she stared into the set of red eyes inches from her own. Cecilia should have just been glad she had the tits to press back against Kara's own, because that was the only way they would be even, tonight.

The bell rang without her having retorted, because she didn't need to. She did not immediately move, instead maintained the noticeably sensual contact for a few extra seconds before she stepped back, the smirk still on her features, and brought her hands up to offer a lock-up with Cecilia, willing to give the woman the chance to stand on even ground with her for a few more seconds, at least.

Cecilia and Kara stood face to face, breast to breast and toe to toe. Forehead's pressed against each others as blond bangs melded together. The crowd was rearing form the sensual contact of these two titan like beauties who stood challenging each other in the center of the ring. Wills of iron clashing from the looks of it as neither backed away in any way. Though Kara didn't follow up with any words to Cecilia's little statement....there was really no need, the womans posture and eyes spoke more than any words could.

Kara was more than ready to test herself here in AFW it seemed. However, Cecilia was the one that would be testing her! She would be the one to determine what kind of place in this league that this newbie had in for her. It was for the best in Cecilia's mind, as those who couldn't at least provide her with some entertainment might as well scram! Making the blond beauty sweat was the first step! Now it was only a question if Kara could accomplish it.

When the bell finally rang and Cecilia started to raise her arms up, they had to come to a slight stop. As Kara kept herself pressed up against her. Their large breasts keeping that sensual contact as the eyes of the beautiful blond peered into her. Soon Kara backed away a step and offered a lock up like that...this was without a girl that Cecilia was taking a bit of a liking to.

Cecilia would raise her arms fully again and then attempt to move in and accept to lock up, trying to start things off by just feeling Kara out in this and waiting for the fellow blond to ready herself as well before she'd start to put a but of pressure on Kara, attempting to push forward with her body against Kara.

It was almost - almost - disappointing for Kara to separate herself from the other well-built blonde, but they would be in close contact again soon enough, when Kara had Cecilia on the ground and was on top of her or wrapped around her in some way. Fingers waggling as she prepared for Cecilia to answer her silent offer for a lock-up, the blonde put aside the temptation to cheaply whip forward an elbow to take the early advantage. No, Kara, small steps. Feed them honey.

Cecilia responded, and Kara could not deny that the woman's arms, as they interlaced with hers, were reasonably impressive to the touch. Again, they were nothing like Kara's own, but that was to be expected. She was still a far cry above those losers at the North American promotions. Kara's extended arm allowed her to snake a hand to Cecilia's shoulder, and she waited until Cecilia's own arms were locked in the same position before the blonde set her feet to wait for the battle of power, her blue eyes never leaving the red.

With the first indication of Cecilia's muscles tightening, Kara started pushing back, the two of them immediately overcoming each other's arms to nearly touch chests again and tighten the lock-up, Kara's arm trying to force Cecilia's straightened one up and out of the way. The blonde was not an overly audible fighter in most circumstances, but she groaned under her breath with exertion and determination. However fit Cecilia was, she was not the shining example of dedication and discipline that Kara was. Couldn't be.

Yet their lock-up persisted, Kara not yet able to get Cecilia to budge but not giving ground herself, though her calves were threatening to complain. She spitefully ignored them.

The two buxom and beautiful ladies were so far keeping silent at the moment. Neither of them were speaking as it didn't seem as if that was needed for them...their eyes spoke enough and so did their amazingly fit bodies. Cecilia who stepped up with Kara and started to lock in would slide her hand along those arms...she almost raise an eyebrow, ALMOST! She managed to stop herself. She could feel how well trained that body she was up against tonight was.

Keeping herself from grinning just yet the blond beauty didn't want to seem too eager at the start but so far she was taking a liking to this girl. Kara X...oh how Cecilia hoped she was enough of a fighter to make this night fun, then things would be just the sweetest!

As they were finally locked in with their hands clasping around each others arms and shoulders it wasn't long before the distance between them was gone! Cecilia and Kara's impressive chests met in a clash of those large fairly equally magnificent tits, there was a bit of a thud as their strong bodies clashed together and those huge pairs of breasts ground against each other. Cecilia's and Kara's forehead practically smacked against each other in a headbutt as both of them were now struggling like crazy!

There was no measuring needed here. Cecilia knew that from the first push of Kara's body now and decided to push forward without any limit! She groaned in frustration as the fit obstacle in front of her that was so difficult to move and kept trying, she felt Kara try and move her arm around but the longer haired blond wouldn't allow it. Gritting her teeth as she pressed forward she'd flash a grin to Kara as a loud breath of air and perhaps a bit of moistness and droplets of spittle would speck against Kara's lovely mouth....

Okay, she could keep Kara in check that much was clear! Now it was time to see if this Kara was on her level! Cecilia's eyes narrowed a bit, a predatory like glare into those beautiful blue eyes as their gazes never left each other. Cecilia's tits would press even further up against Kara's...practically having those four large orbs wrestling as the blond would press forward, moving a step forward to try and force Kara back a step! Before another! Then Another! Cecilia tried to slowly overpower Kara to get the fellow blond back towards the ropes!

Well, not bad, Kara reluctantly admitted in the back of her mind as their arms proved not enough for the clash; their chests crashed together yet again, the Canadian not as able to note the contact now that she was pushing with every muscle in her body and nearly getting a face full of Cecilia, too, as their heads and noses bumped. She revealed her clinched teeth as they shifted and shoved, the lock-up gaining neither of them any ground, really, aside from the give of their upper bodies as one threw her weight behind her effort, then the other, in some muscle-laden game of ping-pong. And still Kara's eyes didn't waver from Cecilia's, though she hated looking like she was having to struggle.

Yet, she was having to struggle.

Their grips slipped through further, Kara's chest mashing into Cecilia's as tightly as their arms were locked, their entire torsos involving themselves in the process. Kara set her feet to meet this new challenge as her cheek pressed into Cecilia's and their arms spread out to their sides, unable to overcome the power of the rest of their bodies, Kara's sides, shoulders, stomach, thighs - she didn't fail notice that each of them were now aching in response to the exertion, but she dared them to give way. Until they did.

At the risk of being thrown over backwards, she finally gave way with a step, and when she gave that one step, several more followed. "Guh...dammit...", she growled, continuing to push before she felt her butt up against the ropes. No one had ever pushed her to the ropes like this, and she almost didn't believe it herself. If she could have given into her frustration, she would have struck out against the face pressing against hers, but she couldn't even get her arm unwound from Cecilia's to do it, only furthering her rage at the situation.

It was a long struggle and for the longest time neither of the two ladies budged even a single inch, there was no denying the fact that both of them held some amazing power in their limbs. That much was clear just by looking at these two beautiful blonds, but what made it all the more clear that neither of them was holding back was the fact that you could practically see the outlines of all their strong muscles on their bodies as they were combating one another without holding anything back.

With their beautiful frames pressed up against each other so suggestively and the sweat starting to just lightly give them a sheen that shun in the lights of the arena....it was a scene that made most of the audience resort to louder cheers and roars of approval. Of course none of the regular crowd members wanted to even think of the blond beauty from the North...well the further North in this case to lose. After all a fan favorite like her getting dethroned as the most powerful blond in all of AFW by this newcomer would be quite the upset.

They didn't have to see that though as Cecilia started to notice the more the struggle went on the more the Canadian's muscles were shaking, the more she could feel and see the strain that Kara was putting on her body just to keep up with the powerful Swede. A grin formed on Cecilia's face, her breasts digging in even more against Kara's and practically mushrooming them together, her eyes looking more and more dominantly into Kara's blue gems as she started to push the fellow blond back.

First a single step, that was quickly followed by a lot more. When she met resistance again...Cecilia had to wonder of Kara had managed to stop herself....though when the ref-girl started to walk up towards them...ah that was it, the ropes. Of course! Cecilia smirked as she pressed herself further against Kara, cheek against cheek, arms spread out and breasts just smashed up against one another to the point where even their incredible well trained abs were grinding up against each other. " Haha...looks like I'm stronger~" Cecilia'd teasingly whisper into Kara's ear before the ref-girl would tell her to pull back. Cecilia of course would slowly and carefully do so, keeping herself ready for it Kara was going to throw some punch at her, slowly backing up as she'd try and keep her eyes fixed with Kara's still a wide grin on her face following that win of hers.