Belinda Northman Vs. Heather Sunderland: Submission Match

Belinda couldn't help but chuckle a bit, she kinda figured what Cecilia had meant before when she'd told her about Heather, how she enjoyed just how easy it was to ruffle her feathers so to speak. It was difficult for Belinda to keep back the laughter at the enjoyable seen and it served as a pretty good distraction for Heather though.

The Purple haired veteran went in fast and came in with her arm prepared, smashing it right into the Swede's chest and taking her down onto the mat with a thud as she performed a rough lariat onto the younger Northman. " Uughn!"

Heather was more than frustrated at the girl chuckling about what she said. She grumbled a little more, shaking her head before she had connected with that lariat onto Belinda, successfully knocking her onto her back. She took a deep breath before slipping around Belinda, getting to be a bit above her head before trying to pull the girl up, attempting to get Belinda into a seated position.

"We'll see how much you're chuckling when this is through" She let out, seating herself behind her if she could get her into position. She went to pull her arms back, locking her legs around them before crossing her ankles, going to push against her and lift her hips up and against her back, attempting to lock her in a tight Lotus Lock!

Belinda was a bit out of it and was stuck coughing for now as she tried to get air back into her lungs, not that she was going to be allowed to do so for very long as Heather soon enough moved in and took a hold of Belinda's head, pulling her up into a seated position as the Swede struggled and groaned, shaking her head until Heather took a hold of her arms and slipped her legs around them and placed her feet against the back of Belinda's head.

She shook her head what little she could as Heather locked in that tight Lotus lock and used her powerful legs to full advantage against Belinda. " Nnnghh....L-let goo..." Belinda crocked out as she struggled from left to right and kicked her legs against the mat.

Heather groaned slightly, straining her body to put as much pressure on her with her legs as possible. She clenched her fists tightly, arching and bouncing her body quite a bit against the girl's back. "Come on Belinda!! Tap!! Just give up! It hurst yeah?? It'll be fine when you can go to the back and rest yourself up. It'll only be a loss against a veteran! No harm done!"

She snickered just a bit, reaching up for her wrists and starting to yank hard on them, using it to push on her back even more and stretch and strain her as much as she possibly could in the Lotus lock. She squirmed and writhed, doing all she could to ramp up the pressure, loving the position she had.

Belinda was trapped, she was stuck in a pretty hellish position as this was probably one of the worst position to be in when it came to Heather Sunderland, to be trapped between the veterans legs was without a doubt close to a death sentence if you weren't able to take the heat....Belinda liked to think she could take the heat but it was starting to get awfully hot right now.

Sweaty and tired as she struggled in Heather's hold, she shook her head what little she could at Heather's words and kicked her feet against the mat as Heather took a hold of her arms and pulled them back. " Aaagh! N-nooo!!" She let out as she started to try and shuffle her feet against the mat, trying to get them under her so she could start to try and push herself upwards onto her knees.

Heather was almost licking her lips at how good the position she was in right now was. Her heart was pounding hard in her chest and she was bouncing and yanking even more with her arms, trying to just keep building the pressure on Belinda. This was the only way Heather would be able to manage grabbing a victory in this sort of match. She wasn't the strongest girl in the ring--but her legs certainly made up for that--incredibly dangerous when she put them to the right use.

She took deep breaths in and out,starting to feel the strain even more on herself with how hard she was putting her energy into hurting the girl. Soon though, she felt her start to lift up like that, feeling her get onto her knees, Heather's body being lifted off t he mat a little. "Hah!?" She gasped out, eyes widening as she groaned, desperately pushing and pulling, shaking her head. "Kh!! N-no!! S..stay down!!"

Belinda's arms and shoulders had turned quite red from the strain as she shook her head and worked her way upwards more and more with each passing second, gritting her teeth and groaning out loudly from the strain as she attempted to use her own strong legs to try and push herself upwards to her feet, shaking her head as she did and tried to rise up towards her feet, hoping that she'd weaken Heather's hold completely and in the worst case scenario that Heather Sunderland hitched a ride up with her instead of letting go...then she'd have to figure out a way to slam Heather down and get her off of her.

Heather yelled out with her strain as Belinda was pushing herself up more and more, her head shaking quite a bit in frustration and refusal. It was getting harder and harder to keep this hold locked in as the girl stood--finally getting fully to her feet. Heather whimpered slightly, trying to hold herself on but she just couldn't. Her legs and arms finally gave way as she came crashing down onto the mat, wincing a bit as she hit.

She clicked her tongue, shaking off her limbs a bit as she crawled herself backwards, seating herself against the corner. She--even though being the one having done the move--had to take a bit of a break to recover herself, hoping it was the same for Belinda.

Belinda stumbled forward as soon as she had shaken Heather off of herself and the purple haired veteran had fallen down onto her back, the Swede's heart was pumping as adrenaline had started to flow through her, which means that she was going to have to press her advantage. Belinda shook out her arms and turned around to see Heather retreating towards the corner....she took a deep breath and narrowed her eyes as she'd then start to run...

Looking to run right at Heather and then drop down into a running low drop kick that she attempted to have her feet hit right into Heather's busty chest for a painful impact and to have her feet flatten those breasts that had not too long ago been used to smother her!

Heather squirmed around a little against the corner as she sat there, her heart pounding as she grinned slightly. She was sure that she had done a nice deal of damage to Belinda and had some good time to recover herself--instead though, she saw Belinda rushing at her.

Her eyes widened, gasping a little as the girl came right at her, leaping and slamming that dropkick right against her chest. Heather grunt out loudly, coughing out as the air was knocked out of her, causing her to wince hard. She fell onto her side, holding her chest as she coughed and gasped out.