Belinda Northman Vs. Heather Sunderland: Submission Match

Belinda would tilt her head a bit when she heard Heather's words, she couldn't help but smile and let out a light giggle. " Well, someone has to be a good guy around here." Belinda let out as she would lower her stance as she waited for Heather to get back up to her feet. It was a tense few seconds as they were about to lock up again...before they finally did!

The two lovely young women locked up and with it the Swede quickly tried to wrestle Heather down onto the mat, trying to pull Heather in towards her and twist them around so she'd throw Heather down onto the mat and come on top of her, attempting to straddle the purple haired woman and quickly attempt to grab a hold of her head and pull her into a guillotine choke, by attempting to pull that head in underneath her right armpit and clench her arm tightly around Heather's neck! " Nhg...!"

"Ahaaa could have fooled me. Was almost convinced there were none around. Hell I don't even give my opponent the time like that" she said with a snicker as she moved in towards Belinda, getting into that lockup with her, Heather t rying to fight through it and put as much strength as she could into it.

She winced hard as suddenly she felt Belinda twist like that, Heather yelping as she was taken onto the ground. Her body jerking slightly as she grunt out. Before she could attempt to push herself up and go back to fighting, she felt Belinda straddling her, pulling her into that guillotine choke right after. Heather grit her teeth, letting out little grunts and groans as she reached up to her arms. Kicking her legs a little, she desperately fought to pry herself out of the hold.

" Hah, well no worries Heather...figured I could at least trust you not to do anything cheap. Otherwise I'd just have to take you down a peg or two." Belinda let out teasingly as they locked up and she took Heather down onto the mat, locking up the purple haired veteran in that guillotine hold. Though Heather was no newbie, she quickly got her hands onto Belinda's arms and started to try and wrench it free....

The Swede didn't want to lose her control so quickly, and attempted to rock them to the side and roll them around, so that Belinda would end up underneath Heather and she'd quickly attempt to take those strong legs of hers and wrap them around Heather's waist....trying to put her opponent into a tight guillotine choke hold with a waist scissor combo! " Kh...i've got you now!" Belinda let out as she attempted to put on the pressure on Heather's neck and waist.

Heather's eyes widened as the girl worked to roll the two of them around. She fought to try and unbalance her roll, desperately trying to remain on bottom for now--but unfortunately for her, Belinda wasn't having it. She managed to roll the two of them over, Heather now trapped in quite the painful double hold. She was in an even worse predicament as before and she needed to immediately fight out.

She clenched her fists, aiming to just slam them hard into Belinda's sides. She at least had her hands completely free in this position, attempting to get her to loosen the hold enough for her to slip her head out and take advantage of her now on-top position.

Belinda would nod her head to herself as she now had Heather trapped, all she needed to do now was the weaken Heather as much as possible and then get the veteran to tap out! That was all that she needed to do, she had to keep her holds tight and painful....but, Heather wasn't a veteran for nothing. The purple haired wrestler was without a doubt a skilled one as she started to hammer her fists into Belinda's sides, causing the body of the young blond to jerk with each punch.

Soon enough Heather's head would managed to slip out from her arm...and Belinda cursed under her breath. Yet she did all she could in order to keep her legs wrapped tightly around Heather's waist!

Heather kept up her punches, desperately hitting away at her to do all that she could to break out of her hold. Finally--after working on her sides for quite a while--Heather was able to slip her head out from her arm--now just trapped in the squeezing scissor hold. She grit her teeth hard, planting her hands on the mat before she pushed herself up a bit. She knew it would take quite some time to break out of another hold--so she decided to try and put Belinda in one as well.

She tried to push herself up as much as she could, bending the girl a little before she tried to slip her arms around Belinda's head. She tried to bend her body up and her head forward and smoosh her face against her breasts--trying to lock her in a smother hold in a bit of a painful angle.

Belinda was not in a very good spot, yeah she might have the waist scissor but it didn't seemed as if that was going to stop Heather very much as she took a hold of Belinda and pulled the Swede upwards, forcing the young blond's head in between Heather's mounds and placing her into a breast smother as the body of Belinda was bent around, she couldn't get all that much power into her legs either, her weak scissor wasn't doing her much good...

The hands of the Swede started to try and hammer at Heather's sides, looking to do the same thing that her opponent had done to her earlier, before her air supply ran out...her face pretty red from being forced in between Heather's breasts as she struggled and shook her head against them.

Heather shoved her breasts as firmly as she could into Belinda's face, licking her lips as she rubbed and pushed her chest in. She tried to make the hold as air sealing and as humiliating as possible with what she was doing, humming slightly in the position she had her in. She squeezed and pushed, bending her as much as she could.

"Ngh..h-how's this position feel, Belinda? Your sister is pretty..familiar with being under me unable to breathe like this" She let out, grinning before she felt those hits at her side. She winced and grunted hard with each one, keeping her locked in for a few seconds more before she was forced to break the hold. She let out a deep breath, pushing herself away--slipping out of her legs and rolling back, getting onto one knee as she watched the girl.

Belinda struggled and fought her way out of Heather's breast smother which did get Heather to slip away from the young blond and make her way up and away onto one knee. The Swede dropped back onto her back and panted out, her face red and sweaty as she started to quickly try and push herself up to one knee and glared over towards Heather....

The Swede would move a hand up to wipe off of some sweat from her face and then blow up a few strands of hair. " Ha...hah....well, from what I've seen of your matches you've gotten your fair share of being unable to breath beneath her...Haha" Belinda let out as she would start to try and move up towards her feet.

Heather huffs out a bit as Belinda called her out on that, turning it right back at her. Her face was quite red as she thought about that, tapping her foot in frustration on the mat. She was trying to think of what to say to come back from that, wanting to shoot something back at her--but she instead just felt quite embarrassed for her bringing t hat up, causing her to stomp her foot hard.

"S-shut up!!! That's..I mean..augh!" She let out in frustration, watching the girl get back to her feet. She rushed at her as she stood, just trying to leap into the air and bring her arm down hard onto her chest with a lariat.