Belinda Northman Vs. Heather Sunderland: Submission Match

Smacking her blue boot right into Heather's pretty face was only to start, a chance to take back the flow of the match that the young Swede wouldn't let pass up. Quickly she tried to push herself up towards her feet and watch Heather try and crawl away from her. She had seen plenty of matches between her sister and Heather and for that reason the young Swede knew just what she needed to do, the exact same thing that Heather was doing to her.

Belinda would attempt to reach up for Heather's legs, trying to pull her into position and turn her over onto her back. Before trying to fold those legs up together and attempt to put Heather into a painful figure four leg-lock. Looking to fold those legs over her own and start to pour down the pain upon the veteran. " Let's see how you like this !"

Heather gasped out as Belinda was right on top of her, taking hold of her legs before she could manage to escape and get some distance. She was rolled over by the girl, ending up on her back and locked in that figure four! She scratched at the mat, yelling out in pain as she could feel the pressure of such a devastating submission hold immediately taking toll on her legs. She cursed out at the feeling shaking her head as she squirmed and struggled with Belinda, desperately needing to get herself out of this.

While Heather was working on the girl's leg to just--make a point t hat she could focus on and make her tap out with, Belinda working on Heather's legs would severely limit her moveset. Nearly all of Heather's offense depended on her legs and back being in good shape. She shook her head, groaning out as she desperately twisted and turned, struggling with Belinda hard. "S-sto--L-let go!!" She yelled out, pushing and pulling.

Belinda knew well enough that Heather's move-set was dependent on her legs and back...which was a good thing that the young blond had a lot of submission holds and slams which could without a doubt serve her well in this match. She knew more than most just how skilled Heather was, she knew that she had to keep up her offense and never stop...cause Heather's whole style was built around momentum!

Keeping Heather trapped in the painful hold she would try and arch her hips upwards in order to cause even more pain to her purple haired opponent. " Hah...you aren't the only one who can target the legs, you know." Belinda spoke out as she would try and keep her hands firmly placed on the mat, not wanting to allow Heather to be able to get anywhere or roll them over with any kind of ease.

Heather scratched at the mat a little more, yelling out in pain as she planted her hands on the mat, adding in even more pressure to the hold with her arching her hips upwards like that. She was effectively targeting just the right spot and Heather was sure she was doing this on purpose. She knew from now she had to somehow avoid being grounded like this.. as difficult as that may be from a girl who Heather is finding out fully how skilled she is.

"Kh..heh..t-that much I can tell" She let out, squirming and struggling desperately in the figure four. She had to endure this and break free somehow, pushing her hands on the mat. She lifted her hips as much as she could, sliding and dragging them desperately, trying to get back and reach for the ropes for a break!

Belinda winced a bit as she felt Heather start to raise her own hips, it would without a doubt cause her opponent a lot more pain, but it aided her chances in starting to pull away. The younger Northman was quite impressed with this, she had to admit that Heather was a pretty admirable wrestler...

Though Belinda wouldn't let her advantage escape her that easily. Attempting to pull them back a bit, to where they were, before attempting to change up her hold. Looking to release Heather from the constraints of the figure four leg lock, before attempting to quickly step up to her feet and take a hold of Heather's right foot. Pulling it in under her right armpit, Belinda would attempt to start bending that knee in a knee bar, looking to drop backwards to give a hard yank and pull on those knee joints and give Heather a bit of a shock before attempting to wrap her legs around Heather's strong leg to leg scissor it as well. " Kh! I'm not planning on letting up! "

Heather was doing her best to pull and drag the two of them to the ropes, desperately needing to try and break the hold she was in. She grit her teeth hard in her struggles, moving and writhing as she fought, scratching and clawing at the mat.

"Kh..ngh.." She groaned and grunt a little before suddenly she let her go for a second, Heather's eyes widening as she was brought straight into that knee bar. She gasped out, her eyes widening as she pain just shot through her again. She leaned on her back, gripping at her own hair as she tried her best to endure the pain. "Damniiit!! Let--go!" She yelled out in frustration, bring her free leg to desperately try to boot at and kick at her.

Belinda was not going to let up on Heather that easily, she was up against one hell of a veteran tonight and she knew more than most just how far she had to go to try and take Heather down, the fact that she had seen pretty much ever match that Heather and her sister had against one another was a great help to her.

She knew she had to take away Heather's mobility, that was her greatest strength...she had to weaken those legs and that back and knew just how she wanted to do it! She kept her arms and legs locked around Heather's leg as she tried to pain her foe as much as she could in that painful kneebar...yet soon enough Heather started to send stomp after stomp with her feet leg, they were awkward, but they were still pretty painful.

Belinda would grunt out with each hit, trying to keep the hold locked in for a while longer, but soon enough she had to release Heather, trying to shove that leg away from her and roll backwards and get up to her feet, bending forward a bit as she'd narrow her eyes at Heather...panting out a bit...." Damn, hoped I could have gotten in a bit more." Belinda let out under her breath.

Heather kicked and stomped at her, gritting her teeth as she was desperately trying to get herself out of this. She couldn't get all of it of course, but she was finally able to do enough damage to Belinda to make her let go of t he hold.

Heather rolled back, taking a few breaths as she sat in the corner, rubbing at her leg as the pain was shooting through it. "D-damn damn damn" She cursed out, hitting it with her palm a couple times as she used the ropes to help herself up a little. She wasn't going to make any movements--staying against the corner and taking as much time as she could to let the pain pass in her leg, just watching Belinda

Belinda dropped into her grappling stance as she kept her eyes Heather, allowing the purple haired wrestler to get up and away from the ropes. Playing this game by the book as she usually did. Belinda would start to bounce a bit on her toes as she would then raise her arms a bit.

" Ready when you are. " Belinda let out as she'd gesture for her sisters long time rival to come at her, offering up a lock up to her. As she'd inch a little bit closer towards the purple haired veteran.

Heather blinked a little as she watched Belinda allow her to get up and not pursue her. She was stunned that the girl was letting her rest and recover slightly before offering that lockup to her again. She just stared at her a bit before a grin came on her face, a long breath escaping her mouth. "Haah..Honestly. I said it already but..you're really a refreshing person to fight against. Glad we could do this"

She moved in towards her after saying that, bringing her arms up to get into another lockup with the girl. She narrowed her eyes, lowering her body just a bit to get more into it, planting her feet firmly on the mat. She ignored the pain that was still near pulsating in her legs, aiming to get into the lockup with Belinda.