Fright Fight - Belinda Northman Vs. Annabelle Reaves

Belinda groaned out a bit as getting Annabelle's weight, frame and momentum crashed right into her was not exactly a thing that did her any well. It seemed as if the blond was not doing very well right now as the sexy redhead took a hold of her hair and started to pull Belinda out of the corner and towards the center of the ring. Even going as far as throwing a bit of a taunt at the Swede. 

Which was not going to serve Annabelle well! The Swede grit her teeth as her head was pulled in under the redhead's armpit. However! Belinda was ready, pushing up closer to Annabelle and attempting to quickly snag her arms around Annabelle and attempt to lift her foe up and throw her backwards with a Northern lights suplex, before her foe could pull her down for that DDT!

Annabelle pulled the swede away from the corner by her lovely blonde locks, grinning to herself the entire time. It felt good having an early lead, especially in such a high risk match like this. The longer she could hold her advantage, the more chances she'd have to use one of the many scattered items around the ring to put Belinda through hell.

The redhead tucked her head under her arm, ready to drop the girl onto the mat with a DDT. But, Belinda was quick and used her position to quickly reverse the hold. She hoisted Annabelle off the mat, sending her flipping over the blonde and onto her back hard with an out of nowhere northern lights suplex.

"Guh!" the redhead cried, arching her back after the impact. The sudden flip had done more to her than hitting the mat, leaving her a little disoriented and open to whatever Belinda might try.

Belinda raised upwards into a full stand and threw herself backwards in a swift arch with Annabelle on her shoulder, throwing the busty redhead back down onto the mat with a heavy Northern Lights suplex. A move which was practically a signature move of Cecilia Northman. Once again a move which had saved Belinda out of a rough situation yet again. 

She quickly pulled back from Annabelle after having slammed the fiery ginger. Stepping up to her feet and bouncing lightly on her feet. Eyes fixed upon Annabelle as she would try and take a hold of Annabelle by her long red mane and try to pull her up to a seated position. All before the Swede would attempt to run off towards the ropes, looking to bounce off of them and add to her momentum as she'd turn towards Annabelle. 

Looking to twist around in mid run and drop low with her hips coming right at Annabelle's face to try and hit the beauty with a hip attack to that pretty feature!

Annabelle stirred on the mat as she recovered from the sudden counterattack from the spunky blonde. It was out of nowhere, and it left the redhead stunned. She had to give Belinda credit, she was pretty resourceful, and talented. But she wasn't going to let her get another shot like that again.

That was easier said than done, though. Still rattled from the suplex, Annabelle couldn't stop Belinda from pulling her up to a sitting position by her long locks. When the blond let her go, she shook her head a bit to try and get her bearings, only to be met by the swede's hips connecting solidly to her face.

"Guah!" Annabelle cried, being sent right back down to the mat from the impact. Both of the redhead's hands went to her face, trying to sooth the sting in her nose. She grit her teeth, cursing a little under her breath. This girl was really starting to get on her nerves.

Belinda's rear made impact with Annabelle's pretty face and because of it the redhead was now down and reeling. Which was without a doubt what Belinda needed right now to pay Annabelle back from the redhead's rather impressive early start. 

The Swede would quickly try and step up towards Annabelle's legs and attempt to grab a hold of them, looking to force them in under her armpits as she would then try and force Annabelle to roll over onto her front and seat herself down on Annabelle's back, looking to try and force the lovely redhead right into a painful Boston crab submission hold! Which...since Annabelle was wearing a skirt would probably give some choice shots of her from the camera crew and the fans who had cameras and phones ready.

The match had taken a very bad turn for Annabelle, and she had to turn it around quickly. Belinda was scrappy, and now that she knew that she was capable of well executed counters, she would have to be a lot more careful. But for now, she had to focus on getting up.

But, before she could, the yellow clad blonde snatched up her legs. Annabelle tried to kick her legs and get free, but Belinda had a good grip, and she managed to flip her over, locking her into a Boston Crab.

"Grrraah!" Annabelle growled, clenching her jaw as she struggled against the painful hold. And, to top off the pain, she had thousands of cameras taking the chance to get a picture of her red thong. But, that wasn't as irritating as the fact that Belinda had her locked up like this.

With a grunt, Annabelle reached forward, clawing at the mat and trying to pull herself to the ropes. She wasn't going to let Belinda do this to her.

After a bit of a struggle the Swede was able to turn over her redheaded foe and with it she was able to start to torture Annabelle in the painful boston crab. Bending the beautiful woman backwards and putting a painful arch on her slender back. The crowd was without a doubt rather excited as they started to try and flash pictures of Annabelle's red thong.

" Nn...Want to tap yet ?" Belinda let out through gritted teeth as she tried her best to try and pull back further and further to make the hold even more painful for Annabelle. Though soon she started to feel the redhead struggle and start to pull the closer towards the ropes, this wasn't exactly what Belinda wanted, even though she didn't have to release her cause it was hardcore rules in this match...Belinda was probably still going to release her if she reached the ropes. So she instead decided to try and pour all her power into this boston crab right now, looking to practically bend Annabelle into a C shape.

Annabelle kept her jaw clenched as she toughed out the pain of the hold. Pulling herself toward the ropes wasn't easy with Belinda firmly on top of her, but she wasn't going to let her keep her like this. She knew that she didn't need to let her go one she got there, but she could use the ropes to help her get free.

"Grrrrr! Fuck you!" Annabelle yelled when Belinda asked her if she wanted to give up. Like hell she would. She would rather get put through a table than give up. There was no way it was going to be that easy for the blonde.

"Graaah!" The redhead screamed when she was bent even more, feeling the pain pulse through her back. At this point, reaching the ropes felt impossible. She needed to find another way to get free. And, thankfully, there were no rules. Seeing little other option, she reached back with one arm, grabbing a handful of Belinda's blonde locks and giving it a hard yank over and over again, hoping it would coax her to let go.

Belinda would grit her teeth slightly from the pressure she was putting on Annabelle, which was quite the struggle to keep up for long periods of times, or at least Belinda imagined if she could hold the redhead for so long. The Swede though got an angry yell form the redhead which the Swede would answer with an annoyed click of her tongue.

However, that was not enough to make her stop. She would keep things going as long as she could...though that wasn't very long, as Annabelle took a hold of her hair and started to violently yank on her head. " Aaagh!" Belinda yelped out in pain as she was being continuously yanked upon...each yank forcing her hold to lose it's power and soon her arms slipped off to try and force Annabelle's hand to let go of her hair.

Which in turn got Belinda pulled down towards the mat by Annabelle's hairpulling tactics!

The pain in Annabelle's back was getting worse and worse every second she was stuff in the boston crab, and getting to the ropes wasn't going to save her. So, she needed to do something a bit more drastic to get loose. Thankfully, having no rules had it's advantages. The redhead reached back, grabbing a fistful of Belinda's hair and yanked on it over and over again, which forced the blonde to finally let her go.

Annabelle let out a sigh of relief when the her legs hit the mat. Belinda really knew how to apply the pressure. But it was her turn now, and she was going to pay for it.

She held tight to Belinda's hair, rising to her feet slowly, trying to pull the pesky swede with her. From there, she'd try to drag her to the corner and slam her pretty face into the corner.