Chelsea Loski Vs. Belinda Northman - II: Bikini Submission match

Belinda's fists struck home and struck gold it seemed as finally after a brutal exchange the Swede had managed to take her friendly rival down onto her back. She remained on her knees, coughing out as her body was now bruised and drenched in sweat. " Ah...d-dammit.." Belinda gasped out in pain as she would reach down, trying to grab a hold of Chelsea by her red locks and start to guide her rival up to her feet. 

Grabbing a hold of Chelsea by her hair and bikini bottoms the Swede would start to guide Chelsea into the ring and try to roll the woman in under the bottom ropes. Before sliding along into the squared circle. Once there, with the aid of the ropes she would rise up and try to then get Chelsea up so they face to face. Slipping one arm in between Chelsea's legs and the other around over the woman's shoulders, Belinda would try to heave the redhead up into the air and turn her upside down before attempting to drop down onto her rear and hit the redhead with a powerful Michinoku Driver!

Laying on the floor in a daze her head felt like it was spinning after Belinda nearly knocked it off with the uppercut. This would certainly allow Belinda to take advantage as she grabbed her hair once again and yanked her up to her feet as she slowly brought her back to and inside the ring.

Groaning as she laid on the ring only to once again be forced up to her feet she could only look helpless and dazed as Belinda brought her up for her next attack lifting her up and holding her before dropping her down in her Michinoku Driver! "Agghh!" Chelsea hit the mat and flopped to the floor, if she wasn't out of sorts before she was officially now.

Belinda sat with spread legs as Chelsea laid between them, she had just dropped her friendly rival down hard with a mighty move...this was a submission match though so even if she had put Chelsea through her paces as much as she could for the moment and even if Belinda had a really hard time breathing right now...practically wheezing as she tried to adjust herself. The Crowd cheered wildly for the sight as they saw the Swede in control, though she had been that in their last match before Chelsea turned things around.

" You're as tough...as I remember...nah...more so. " Belinda let out as she would try and roll Chelsea over onto her front and start to crawl up onto that back, looking to reach out for Chelsea's ankles and take a hold of them, before trying to cross those legs and then start to move up to her feet. " I hope you remember this...hold Chels...cause it's time to end this!" The Swede shouted out loudly, which got the crowd riled up as they had seen this hold performed once before on Alaina Sanders. It was Belinda's signature submission hold, Cloudy Day! 

The Swede would try and lean backwards, trying to bridge herself and put Chelsea in a painful bridging cross-legged boston crab submission hold!

Chelsea was not getting up on her own power for a few minutes that was for sure laying down on her back while the crowd cheered for Belinda she could only try and regain her bearings. Of course she couldn't necessarily do much knowing that her opponent was going to just attack at the first opportunity and was proven right as she grabbed her and slowly set her up in a very familiar submission hold.

Chelsea flailed her arms about for a few seconds as she tried to keep her from properly locking in the hold but all that achieved was just a few measly seconds before she's placed on her front in the modified Boston crab. "Agggghh!" The redhead screams as her back is bent by her foe.

Locking Chelsea into the modified boston crab and testing out her rivals flexibility and torturing that back...and even those abs as they were being stretched out in a painful way. It wasn't exactly a nice hold for Belinda to lock in either, her back and abs screamed at her as she pulled Chelsea into the hold and her leg well...it was best not to talk about the burning mess of pain that her hurting leg was in as she leaned further and further back.

Finally locking in the full bridge and pulling Chelsea's back into a painful shape. The Swede's head pressed down against Chelsea's as red and blond locks met. The blond growling out and grittting her teeth to bare with the pain as she locked her friend into a painful submission hold. " G-Give up...Chels!...You're not getting out of this one!!" 

Scrambling about in the hold that was wearing down her body all she could really do is scream showing anyone and everyone watching that yes this move hurt..alot. She couldn't really turn to find an out and it was hard enough pushing herself to her hands to be able to crawl in any direction with how far Belinda was cranking the hold on her back.

Slowly losing out on resistance she felt her hand hovering as she was at risk of being split in two for the sake of winning the match. Finally after two minutes had passed in the damn thing Chelsea started smacking the matt signifying her submission for all to see.

Belinda's leg was starting to give out and her abs too for that matter, this wasn't the best hold to do when your rival had been working you over in the manner that Chelsea had, the Swede started to roar out to deal with the pain of keeping the hold locked in....if it went on any longer then she'd most likely collapse onto Chelsea back and have to abandon the hold.

Thankfully for the blond, soon she started to hear that frantic tapping against the mat, and the ref calling for the bell, even patting Belinda to try and get the blond to let her go. She didn't have to do more than a simple pat on her shoulder for the Swede to let go of Chelsea's legs and drop down. Flat on Chelsea's back as she laid back against back with her barley clad rival. "*huff*....*huff*...aaah..." Belinda let out as she panted for air on top of her rival, red and blond hair still meshing together as the Swede's large breasts heaved with each breath. 

Shortly enough Belinda would roll onto her side and off of Chelsea, down onto her hands and knees and with it she'd start to slowly push herself up to her feet. The ref-girl aiding her in it as she was then brought up to her feet with a hand raised. Being declared the winner as the crowd cheered all around her. Though the moment of basking in her victory was short as Belinda's attention quickly turned to Chelsea, leaning down she'd pat her friend on her shoulder and check to see if she was okay. " H-hey...You alright Chels...?" 

Her back was easily the most thankful part of her body when she was realized though the rest of her was a mix of thankful and disappointed, as usual for another loss on her record. And she had put so much effort into this match as well, only to see it squandered because of a damn submission hold that quite literally was a pain for both of them to be in. Belinda tried to help her up and ask if she was okay but at the moment she was...a lot of things.

"Uggh...ask my back in about a week and then we'll see. ask my everything else in a couple days." She muttered. Rubbing the areas of her back she could reach all while trying to keep from showing how upset at the loss she was.

When Chelsea was up on her feet and she spoke out those words the Swede would let out a light sigh of relief. She would nod her head and pant out as she looked on at Chelsea, she could tell that Chelsea was upset at the loss but even so the Swede would try and place a hand on Chelsea shoulder.

"I could tell you the same thing, haha...ouch...it hurts to laugh.." Belinda let out as she would wince a big in pain, she would look on at her slightly shorter redheaded rival and friend. " Damn you're tough though..." Belinda let out as she would then stretch out her arms, offering a hug to her friend. " Thank you for an amazing match Chelsea." The Swede let out as she would give her friend a bright friendly...but also tired looking smile as her battered and sweaty body was open to receive a hug from her friend.

Well that was encouraging to know that Belinda didn't get out of the match unscathed, at least it wasn't as bad as Kelly Conway who looked like she could of wrestled 5 of her back to back and still won. Not that losing ever felt good, just..not as bad she guessed. Still she was stopped in her thoughts by her own aches reminding her that she needed to rest up some more.

Looking at Belinda she saw the gesture for the hug and heard the crowd encouraging it. Moving in she simply wrapped her arms around her friends body and pulled her as tight as she could given her own fatigue. She couldn't think of anything to say in response.