Minerva Larsen Vs. Cecilia Northman II

As soon as she was freed from Minerva's foot on her throat the blond started to cough out, she rolled over onto her side with one hand on the ropes as she tried to push and pull herself up, coughing and rasping as she did. If she could rise up towards her feet she'd turn towards Minerva and glare at the raven haired Dane, gritting her teeth a bit as she'd attempt something special for Minerva.

Trying to bounce off of the ropes she'd attempt to charge up against her rival to close the distance between them with a bit of an added momentum...however, she didn't go for a spear or a clothesline...instead she raised her right boot up high as she'd try and drive it right into those large breasts of the Danish beauty, trying to go for a big boot!

The crowd rained down a thunderous chorus of boos on Minerva, though the Dane clearly wasn’t bothered by it in the slightest. She even threw her ams out grinned wickedly, taking in the all their hatred and disdain for her. If anything, she thought of it as another sign that she was just doing a good job of breaking Cecilia down.

But then as she turned to face the blonde again, Minerva was greeted with a boot right into her chest! With a sudden cry of pain the raven haired beauty fell straight down onto her back, both arms moving protectively over her chest.

Downing Minerva with that big boot right to the woman's busty chest was enough for the crowd to change their tune from boos to cheers, of course it was all for the Swede. Cecilia stumble a step or two and almost fell down onto one knee, but she managed to catch herself and turn around to face Minerva's downed frame. Panting out and coughing a bit as she'd start to walk over towards her old rival.

" Come here Minny. I'm not finished with you....not by a long shot!" Cecilia let out as she'd try and take a handful of Minerva's hair to try and force the raven haired beauty up onto her feet, facing away from the Swede. Cecilia would try and then slip one hand up around Mineva's neck, and try to slide the other one in between the Dane's thighs, attempting to lift and hoist Minerva up onto her shoulders for a torture rack!!

Minerva grunted and growled as Cecilia grabbed onto her hair and pulled her up. Her hands moved to her rival’s wrists in what proved to be a futile effort in prying the Swede’s hands off of her. Then once she was up, the Dane was hoisted onto Cecilia’s shoulders and immediately began crying out in pain!

“AARGH!!!” Her back was bent over the blonde’s shoulders, and it felt like there was little Minerva could do. Instinctively she began squirming in place as Cecilia held her up, and when the ref stood by them and asked if the raven haired beauty wished to submit, she responded with a resounding “NO!!!!”

Minerva's struggles were in vain, as Cecilia had a good grip on her and just was not going to let this chance pass her up. A chance to flaunt a bit of power over her raven haired rival. Which she took to quickly do as she hoisted Minerva up onto her shoulders and started to bend that lovely body of the Dane!

She stood tall and strong with the weight of her former rival on her shoulders, a light grin on her face as she would start to slowly walk around the center of the ring. " No huh ?" she asked Minerva after that loud response that Minerva gave the ref-girl. Cecilia took that to meaning that Minerva needed a bit more of an incentive, as such she took to walking, trying to make each step send vibrations and shock-waves of pain up the back of the lovely raven haired wrestler.

No matter how much Minerva squirmed, it seemed Cecilia had her nice and trapped over her shoulders. She dreaded each moment that her rival marched around the ring parading her as if she were some conquered prize, adding further insult to injury.

“Nghh!!” Minerva grunted in response to the pain coursing through her back. But in spite of it, she wasn’t going to submit to Cecilia. The Dane’s fingers searched for the blonde’s pretty face. Once they found it, she’d attempt to rake those fingers over her foe’s eyes! Hopefully that would be enough to make her release this excruciating hold.

Having this much control over the Dane was always fun, even now that Cecilia just didn't see Minerva as a huge threat, sure the Dane was a competent fighter but the blond just didn't see her as that much of a threat....not more than other bitches she had who were gunning for her...which was probably not a good thing to do.

Cecilia figured that Minerva would just cry out in pain until she couldn't take it anymore and then tap...however, but soon enough Minerva's hands came across Cecilia's face and raked at her eyes. The blonds arms quickly shot down off of Minerva, freeing the raven haired beauty who would most likely get rolled off of her shoulders as Cecilia attempted to step forward and bring her hands up to her eyes. " Aaagh!"

No doubt the ref-girl would go after Minerva to such actions and begin to hound her for fighting dirty and not playing completely by the rules.

Minerva’s tactic may not have been honorable, but it did get the job done. She was freed from the hold and dropped onto her hands and knees behind Cecilia. Sure enough, the ref had seen it and immediately jumped on it.

“Watch the eyes, Minerva or I’ll have to disqualify you!” she barked, though the Dane just shoved her aside while getting back to her feet. “Shut up and stay out of my way,” she growled, focusing on her momentarily blinded foe.

Reaching her arm around Cecilia’s neck from behind, it might initially appear as if she were trying to capture the blonde in a dragon sleeper. But instead, she’d then fall forward and attempt to drive the back of her rival’s head onto the mat with a reverse ddt!

"Sonovabitch...!" Cecilia cursed out in a slur as her hands were protecting and rubbing her eyes, she always hated to get raked in the eyes, or poked...poking was far worse. Not even Gatt had really been all that into attacking her eyes, and here Minerva was doing it...the blond couldn't say that she was very happy about it and a great urge to slam the Dane through the announcer table was without a doubt welling up inside of her.

Before she could even attempt to make that idea a reality though, Minerva wrapped her arm tightly around her neck and pulled her into what seemed to be a dragon sleeper, forcing Cecilia to bend backwards as her hands went to the arm and shoulder to try and pull and push it off of her....though it was pointless cause not a second later was she pulled backwards and the back of her skull smacked into the ring for that reverse ddt. " gkh!"

With a crash Minerva brought her rival’s head right down to the mat! Granted, her set up for the ddt hadn’t been a very admirable move, and the crowd was letting her know. But clearly, she couldn’t have cared less. With a wide grin on her face, Minerva moved to kneel behind the blonde’s head.

She reached out to grab Cecilia’s arms and tried to pin them down to the mat. If she could get them secured, the Dane would then lower her voluptuous chest down and try to press her breasts down right over her rival’s face for a suffocating smother!