Cecilia Northman Vs. Roxy Ashworthy: III - Hell in a Cell

It had been a while since Cecilia faced off against the Conqueror Roxy Ashworthy in their last woman standing match, the green haired bitch had managed to get the upper hand over the Swede and put the blond out for the 10 count...but the Swede hadn't forgotten, she was was determined to tear Roxy down tonight, making sure to not leave a single working piece left of the cocky green haired pain in her ass. One would think that Cecilia maybe had bigger things to worry about, but nope...it was a matter of pride when it came to the two of them, one that Cecilia was going to fix after her defeat at the hands of her rival and nemesis.

Wearing her usual attire the Swede stepped out onto the ramp and her music started to blast out of the speakers, her long hair flowing behind her as she marched down the steel ramp with her heavy metal theme blasting through the arena, the crowd roaring and cheering for the buxom fan favorite wrestler as she walked with determination and gusto down towards the Cell. It was the perfect place to settle things with Roxy.

She moved up towards the cell door and moved in, walking around the ring a bit as there was that space between the cage and the ring. Leaving them with a bit of outside area to fight in should they want to. Cecilia shrugged her shoulders and then would climb up into the ring. Jumping in and heading up towards the center where she would let out a warcry, stepping back and raising her right arm as if she was already the victor of this match, a sign that the crowd followed by lifting their arms up...before the Swede stepped back and headed up towards her corner, leaning against it as she would drape her arms over the top ropes and chill...eyes fixed upon the top of the ramp as she was simply awaiting the green haired babe to get down into the cell.

Roxy made her way down the ramp, wearing her black attire, the very same she used in her first match. She tugged back on her black finger less glove as she flexed her hand in and out of a fist. The green haired woman was normally overconfident and distracted as if the match was one big joke to her. The crowd usually booed or cheered her but they usually reacted loudly no matter the case. This time they were more contemplative of Roxy's seemingly serious expression. The fighter eyed the caged door briefly before slipping into the ring.

She took a breath and turned to her corner, Roxy stretched her arms and legs not even throwing Cecilia a glance. After her stretching, she hopped up and down on her toes. With a turn, she leaned casually against the ring post and linked eyes with her. Roxy had known Cecilia was tough after their first match. However, despite winning the rematch, Roxy had formed a begrudging respect for Cecilia. Their first match had been brutal and merciless as expected of two ruthless and experienced wrestlers. In comparison, however, the second match was a war and where many had gone down, Cecilia kept fighting. The blonde was the personification of an unstoppable storm that could not be appeased nor undeterred. Yet, Roxy had won the day somehow and come out on top.

Roxy's sea green eyes locked with Cecilia's fire red ones, the green haired heel showed off a half smile before flashing the blonde girl a wink.

Cecilia's eyes were fixed upon the green haired woman as she walked down the ramp, the busty blond would roll her shoulders and start to straighten herself up a bit. It was only a matter of time before her green haired rival came into the cell and they finally locked the two of them up. There would be no escape for either of them until one was declared the winner...which was exactly how Cecilia wanted it.

As Roxy was now in the ring and settled into her corner the Swede would start to move out and walk up towards the center of the ring. Hands on her hips as she would keep her eyes fixed upon the Conqueror. Cecilia would cock her head to the side and then let out a light sigh. " Here we are again Roxy." Cecilia spoke out as she would then move her hands off of her hips and cross them under her large rack. 

" It's time to settle things. Don't you think ?" The Swede let out as she would start to move closer towards Roxy, close enough so she could press her amazing pair of tits right up against Roxy's mighty pair.

Roxy met Cecilia half way and stepped up to her opponent so they were now face to face and chest to chest. Neither of the women seemed intimidated by the other, both were both seasoned fighters and neither felt intimidated. Both could only fight their hardest, knowing there would be one winner and both convinced they were staring at the loser.

"Settle things..." Roxy said as if tasting the words in her mouth, she shut her eyes for a moment. "As if I'd be satisfied seeing that expression of defeat on your face twice."

"Oh, nononono..." She gave her shake a head, her pig tails bouncing. Roxy put her hands on her hips before leaning in so Cecilia could feel her breath against her neck. "What can I say, you really do it for me. There's nothing quite like putting a smug blonde like you in her place."

She would wait for Cecilia to reply if she chose too, knowing the blonde would probably have something to say. Roxy would pull away and circle away. She would walk away not caring that Cecilia had an opportunity to attack while her back was exposed. She would turn on her heel and shift from a relaxed posture to a fighting stance.

"At any rate, I don't like the phrase 'let's settle things'." Roxy said with a grin. "So... Let's begin."

With both women face to face and chest to chest the crowd was already cheering wildly at the sight of these busty beauties facing each other down like they were. This would be an intense fight, everyone knew it...the crowd, the ref-girl and the two busty combatants knew fully well what they were in for tonight.

When Roxy started to speak though Cecilia would throw up a more serious face as she glared right into the woman's green eyes. The Swede would soon feel Roxy's breath upon her neck and wouldn't show any reaction to it, not until Roxy had turned and started to walk away would the Swede start to chuckle out.

" Haha! Yeah...sorry, poor choice of words on my part. I don't want this to be the last time that I see your arrogant face  in defeat." Cecilia spoke out as she would drop down into her wrestling stance. " Let's." The blond beauty let out as she would proceed to try and move forward towards Roxy, offering a collar and elbow tie up with the busty green haired conqueror.

“I’m sure you can find a picture to satisfy that desire because it’s not happening today.” Roxy said in reply as both women grew more and more tense. After what seemed to be a long silence, the bell rang and both women entered into a collar and elbow tie up. Roxy wasted no time trying to wrestle for control, feeling Cecilia’s strength against hers. The greenette knew all too well the blonde’s monstrous power, her inhuman endurance and her stubborn toughness. As much as she hated Cecilia, she knew matching her in any of these categories was not a good strategy. Where Cecilia relied on natural athleticism and an unbreakable will, Roxy had to rely on technique and a clever mind.

Roxy stepped to the side and quickly tried to place the side of her foot behind Cecilia’s heel and pushed back, trying to make the blonde take a step back or trip. If this gambit payed off, Roxy would pull Roxy in and enter for a Judo throw by pulling on her neck and elbow. She would throw her leg back and catch Cecilia’s inner thigh with the back of her own and slam her to the mat with an iconic Uchi Mata.

Cecilia narrowed her eyes, there was little more to say to her green haired rival...this match would be a big one and she was going to enjoy bringing Roxy down. As the two beauties moved up against one another and went into that collar and elbow tie-up they started to struggle against one another....after their two very long and even matches they both knew more than enough about each other.

Having fought it out with all they had in both encounters they had learned more about each other than probably they themselves knew. Cecilia knew Roxy was a wily one, and therefore had stayed on guard for the woman's clever tricks, techniques and tactics, since the Conquerer couldn't match Cecilia's pure natural physique and talent.

When she felt Roxy try and step to the side, Cecilia quickly tried to shift her hold around as well. Stepping to Roxy's side and trying to bring her arms down to wrap them against Roxy's body. Intent on trying to lift the woman off of her feet and throw her backwards with a quick Belly to Side suplex to start things off!

Side stepping out of way, Roxy wasn't able to throw Cecilia onto the ring floor. She turned trying to recover her balance but the blonde had already gotten behind her. The green haired fighter braced herself for the suplex grunting at the force of the slam. She managed to keep her breath to not being knocked out of her chest. Pulling Cecilia ontop of her after the slam, She didn't dare give Cecilia the tempo this early into the fight without a proper fight. Lifting her hips off the ground, she would try to throw her leg over Cecilia's neck before trying to snag Cecilia's head and arm in by figure fouring her legs in an inverted triangle choke. However, the green haired fighter was far from finished, she would grab her foe's wrist with both hands, the one closer to her head and force Cecilia's arm into a Kimura lock.

Cecilia slammed her busty green haired foe down into the ring, but she then felt those legs of Roxy's act quickly. Wrapping around her head and arm as the busty black clad Roxy snagged a hold of her arms and pulled the blond into an inverted triangle choke along with starting to twist her arm. Cecilia winced painfully and grit her teeth, shaking her head what little she could in the embrace of Roxy's strong thighs....

The Swede soon started to try and get her feet underneath her and push herself up. Using her great strength early on in the match as she would then proceed to try and drop herself down onto her rear, trying to drive Roxy's head into the mat for some sort of makeshift piledriver on her green haired rival!