Battle of Scandinavia: Astrid Kernuish vs Belinda Northman

Astrid grinned as she straddled and tried to keep the fellow Scandinavian down on the mat. The platinum blonde didn't expect Belinda to stay down long and soon learned that her expectations were true as the Swede showed off her core and leg strength by bucking to get her off and get back to her feet.

"Aww...come on Belinda, why-" she gasped as she was bucked pretty high, as if Belinda was a bronco with a vendetta, forcing her to try and land a kneeling knee into the Northman woman's stomach, only to miscalculate the target and drive it into the mat. It sent a pain through her leg as she bit her lip in an effort to stifle a yelp, but doing so proved to weaken her effort to keep Belinda down as she began falling back with her continued bucking, only kept upright by keeping those fingers laced.

Belinda winced a bit in sympathy as Astrid's knee smacked right down into the mat, and quickly the Swede tried to act by looking to push Astrid off and away from her. The Swede tried to get free from their entangled hands and roll a bit away from Astrid, only to try and move up towards her knees and look on at Astrid.

The young blond would try and move up towards her feet, letting out a light huff of air as she'd would then try and rush off towards Astrid, after waiting for the fellow blond to move up towards her feet. Looking to move right up towards Astrid and quickly try to slip in around the fellow Scandinavian. 

The Swede would try to slip in behind Astrid and slide her arms up in under Astrid's armpits, looking to try and claps her hands against the back of Astrid's head and lock in a tight full nelson!

The platinum blonde held back the tears that threatened to well up in her eyes from the pain that shot through her when her knee met the unforgiving mat. Belinda managed to push her off and untangle their entwined fingers with little resistance after that, causing Astrid to fall backwards onto her ass, only to follow Belinda's suit and get back to her feet.

"Y-you got lucky there!" she said defensively as she readied her guard only to have the Swedish beauty rush her and quickly maneuver behind her. Astrid's eyes went wide as she tried to turn around to face Belinda, but it was too late. The blonde woman had snaked her arms under the platinum blonde's own and began to attempt to lock in the full-nelson. Astrid reactively fought the army by flexing hers downward to keep the hold from being locked in, but after about 3-seconds of struggling, the fight proved futile. "Ahh!!!" she screamed out in agony as the pressure was applied as the hold was locked in. Astrid was in a precarious situation as the tide was quickly turned on her in this debut match.

Belinda slipped in behind Astrid and quickly slide her arms up, she and Astrid struggled together for a bit as Astrid's shapely rear pressed and ground down against the Swede's thighs and groin, while Belinda's generous bosom dug into that rather strong back of the platinum blond. 

The short haired blond shortly enough locked in the full nelson and got a scream of pain out from the black and red clad woman. The Swede would press her body even closer up towards Astrid's breathing against the back of the woman's neck as she would try to tighten the full nelson. " L-lucky huh ?...we'll see if you'll keep saying that after you're down for the three count." 

Astrid gritted her teeth in frustration that she let out the scream, let alone that she got placed in such a painful hold. The pressure on her neck was quickly building and she needed to think of a way out, and fast. However, as she felt Belinda's body press against hers, a very light blush crept to her face. It had been some time since her last match before coming overseas, and she had nearly forgotten what it was like to have a fellow curvaceous beauty press against her. That's when the idea popped into her head: nothing in the rules for this match said she couldn't have some fun.

"You say that as if you mean it, Belinda-chan," she said with deceptive sweetness in her voice as she struggled to not let the pain into her words. Feeling Belinda tighten the hold made her pause and grunt, but the warm breath on her neck made her coo a little. The platinum blonde pushed out her shapely rear into Belinda where she would attempt to grind it against her opponent slowly and subtly. "Do you like getting close with your opponents? Is this your kind of game?" Hoping that her flirtatious change in attitude would distract the Swede long enough, she would plant her feet and quickly try to back both of them up. Whether it was into the ropes or the turnbuckle if anything, Astrid wasn't sure.

" Oh, I mean it! Astrid-chan ~" Belinda quipped back to Astrid as she had clamped the hold on tight, using it to take full advantage and torture the platinum blond while she had her completely trapped. Or so she thought, the Swede shortly was forced to blush as Astrid started to grind her rear right into the young Northman's groin. " Uaah~" Belinda let out in surprise as Astrid's sudden shift caught her completely off guard. 

The Swede was then forced backwards as that rear came pushing into her, pushing her up a little bit off of the ground so she was forced to tippy toe just slightly...which easily aided in her not having the footing to hold against Astrid as she charged them off into the corner and then squashed the young blond between the turnbuckle and that shapely bum of the platinum blond beauty. " Guh!" Belinda gasped out as air was forced out of her, losing her hold as she was driven into the corner.

Astrid couldn't help but giggle and tauntingly coo as she heard Belinda's voice of surprise. When she felt the younger Northman's hold ease just a little, the platinum blonde knew it was time to strike. Putting full force into her legs to push her rear into Belinda, Astrid rushed backwards towards the corner, ending in a crash that rang through the arena to silence the crowd that was starting to rally behind Belinda.

As she sandwiched the Swedish beauty between her body and the turnbuckle and felt the hold let go, Astrid cracked a smile. "Ooh, did darling Belinda enjoy that feeling?" she taunted before teasingly grinding a little into her opponent. After a second or two, Astrid would step forward only to ram her rear and slam her back into Belinda, hoping to keep the woman in the corner. She then stepped forward once more, this time to rub her neck as she stretched it side-to-side, visually admitting the damage Belinda inflicted already. "All right, my cute friend the fun and games are over!" she said with the intention of grabbing the blonde by the wrist and whipping her to the other corner with the platinum princess ready to run after her.

Belinda was without a doubt startled by Astrid's rather sensual butt grinding, against her groin that when the push back from the platinum blond came she had been caught off guard and forced backwards rather easily by the woman, it also helped that she had slammed that big rear into her lower abdomen and taken a fair bit of air as well...which was only made more air loss as she was rammed right into the corner, that luscious rear squashing the Swede between the turnbuckle and it.

"Gah!" she yelped out at the impact and she was soon enough forced to yelp out yet again, though not before a bit more of that butt grinding which was then replaced with another butt slam into her abs! " Guuh!" Belinda coughed out as she was forced to drop down a bit more, hanging by the ropes as her arms tried to hook themselves around the top set. Belinda didn't have very long time to rest though as she was then quickly grabbed by her arm and then swung around...forced to run off towards the other corner at top speed and only managing to turn around so she hit it back first at the last second, a soft grunt escaping the Swede's mouth.

Astrid's lips curled into a wicked grin when she turned around to face Belinda after her latest butt bump, seeing the blonde look beat as she held onto the ropes for support. The platinum blonde's eyes darted up and down the Swedish body for a moment as if to take a mental snapshot of the site before grabbing her wrist with both hands and promptly throwing Belinda to the opposite corner with an Irish whip.

She wouldn't wait long for her opponent to impact the turnbuckle before rushing after her as quick as her long legs would allow. Astrid wanted to continue humiliating Belinda. So as she felt her breasts bouncing underneath her halter top, the idea quickly came to her to try and shove those in her opponent's face. Jumping up a few feet from Belinda, Astrid tried to get as much air as possible to pull off a splash in the corner, trying to aim her chest at Belinda's face in order to give the Swede a private viewing.

Belinda was in quite the pickle right now as she had been sent running by Astrid and had just managed to turn around so that her back was what hit the turnbuckle, she would pant out and arch her back from turnbuckle a bit...only to have her eyes widen as she saw the busty Astrid come running right towards her and then take to the air...as she sailed through the air for a second or two...it went a bit too quickly for Belinda to be able to do much and all she really had the time to do was brace herself.

Those tits came crashing right into the Swede's face as she was pushed against the corner yet again, a front seat viewing right at those large busty orbs that pressed right against Belinda's face. Releasing a moaning grunt from Belinda as she was squashed against the turnbuckle by Astrid!