Denice Rossi Vs. Belinda Northman

Belinda was taking a lot of punishment to her chest right now as Denice was smacking away at her, making her chest start to get red and the pain starting to build up as she was forced back towards the ropes, after one or two more hits the Swede winced out loudly and got a short reprieve from being hit over and over. It was however just a short one as the redhead quickly pulled Belinda's arms over the ropes and trapped her. 

Before she continued with a multitude of less powerful and painful smacks to Belinda's chest, a few of them even hitting those generous breasts of the Swede. The blond winced out loudly in pain as she felt the final smack across her chest, the crowd even winced out from the torture that Belinda had been forced to suffer now. Belinda pulled her arms off of the ropes and brought her hands towards her aching and pained chest, shaking her head and wincing out even more. 

" ouw ouw ouw...." The blond let out as she would start to try and back away towards the corner, keeping close towards the ropes for the moment.

Denice did feel a bit bad about continuously targeting her opponent's chest, but her sympathy would be limited since winning the match came first and foremost, especially since she was only repeatedly chopping the chest to try and weaken her opponent to get on a more even playing ground. Luckily things worked as expected and Belinda started to retreat to the corner, something which would present an opportunity to the Italian that she hoped she could use to finally get the momentum she had been lacking so far in the match up.

Denice would finally change the target of her attacks, waiting till Belinda was either in the corner or within a few feat of it. Once that requirement had been met the redhead would run towards her opponent, leaping into the air and trying to get some distance before slamming her body against Belinda's slightly larger and bustier body, attempting to drive her forearm into the opponent's head upon collision.

The Italian was glad to be getting momentum back and would try to constantly keep on the offensive, not wanting to give the stronger and most likely also quicker opponent the chance to turn things around again. Since it seemed Belinda's physical abilities were bellow her opponent the redhead would rely on tactics and focus on trying to knock her opponent down a peg to increase her chances of out performing her opponent later in the match when it could be significant to the outcome of the match.

Belinda panted out heavily as she made her way towards the corner after the painful assault she had taken at the hands of Denice Rossi. She shook her head a bit as she rubbed her palm against her chest, and groaned out....it was without a doubt gonna be pained and red for a little while....which just mean that the blond cutie was gonna have to try and keep that area safe. It didn't take long before the Italian started to come at her again.

Watching Denice run towards her as she stood with her back against the corner. Belinda would try and grab onto the top ropes and try and lift her right leg up, looking to have her boot come up into the running Denice's chest as she came leaping up at her. Trying to have Denice crash into her and cause some much needed payback to her redheaded foe's chest in return!

If it worked out and it caused Denice to start to stagger back. Belinda Northman would try and pull herself up to the top turnbuckle as she would try and set herself up for a highflying move next!

Denice had been eagerly running towards her cornered opponent with the intentions of trapping the woman and continuing to deal damage, but there would be a wrench thrown in her plans pretty quickly when Belinda leaned into the corner and kicked the approaching redhead with her right leg.

The Italian would let out a pained grunt as the force of the kick against her breast and the shooting pain forced her to turn to the side, facing away from the blonde for a split second, too occupied with the pain to realise that she had let her opponent escape her line of vision. By the time Denice realised her mistake she would have little time to recover for it, turning back around to face Belinda just in time to see the blonde woman perched atop the corner getting ready to unpack another surprise for the Buccaneer.

The action was quick paced and quite hard hitting, but that was fine with Denice. While she may not like taking hits in the moment her body was actually quite sturdy, that mixed with her above average endurance and the pressure placed on her to win matches for her namesake made her able to last a long time without slowing her pace or assault down as much as she might be expected to. It was lucky that the redhead had that at least, since she couldn't match Belinda speed or strength wise and was an amateur at highflying manuevers the redhead was certainly going to need to play to her strengths to even have a chance.

Denice ran straight into Belinda's raised leg, who's foot impacted with Denice's chest and forced the Buccaneer to turn to her side and hold her chest. Giving Belinda the chance she needed to pull herself up towards the top ropes and eye at Denice. Waiting for the perfect chance to strike the redhead...it was only a matter of waiting for that window to appear!

She narrowed her eyes and waited, watching Denice start to turn back towards her. Belinda attempted to jump up off of the top turnbuckle. Looking to come down on top of Denice, with a top rope Lou Thesz press! Looking to send Denice back first down onto the mat and drop down on top of her.

If she hit, the Swede would try and get up to her feet and turn around to face the downed Denice, waiting for her foe to start getting up to her feet.

Denice considered herself to have quite a good reaction time, but after having her line of sight forcibly shifted away from Belinda and turning back to see her scaling the ropes the redhead would barely be able to even brace herself before the blonde leaped from the ropes.

Before long both women would crash to the mat with Belinda atop, Denice's back slamming into the mat and earning a loud grunt from the redhead, before she found herself being straddled for a slight moment before Belinda got back up to her feet.

Denice would take much longer to recover after that move than Belinda did, having to push against the mat to get up to her feet after stirring against the mat for a few moments beforehand. The Italian would yet again turn around to see her opponent already positioned for something, although this time she would hopefully at least have some time to think about a counter even if her body couldn't match the speed of her cunning mind.

Belinda looked on at Denice as the woman started to rise up towards her feet she gave the woman a brief moment before moving right in at Denice, closing the distance as the Swede would try and take a hold of her foe's head and try to push it in underneath her armpit. Looking to then reach down for a handful of Denice's attire by her hips.

Looking to heave Denice up into the air and attempt to throw her right down with a painful vertical suplex! The Swede was not intent of letting Denice make a comeback and go right back to hit her chest or anything like that. As she knew that she did not want to take anymore punishment there, it was still feeling rather sore.

After a brief rest Denice would start to struggle up onto her feat, still feeling the lingering effects of her opponent's top rope manuever from moments earlier. unfortunately the redhead would only be able to grumble as she was rushed by the opponent, struggling against the blonde's grasp but not in a stable enough position or recovered enough to stop the woman's plans.

Denice would let out a slight yelp as she was lifted off the mat, her legs flailing a little until she was lifted into a position where her feet were facing directly towards the ceiling. then soon enough the Italian would come crashing down into the mat in a smooth looking suplex, sending a sting of pain through the redhead's spine as she slammed into the mat and contorted against the ring.

In Denice's contorting the women would end up turning on the mat, facing the mat for a moment before trying to push herself up into a kneeling position as her hand pushed at and rubbed her poor back and her face held a mighty cringe that would likely show just how painful the move had been to any who had caught her facial expression.

With that the Italian's plan to continue her assault on Belinda would be demolished, or at the least delayed, frozen until Denice had recovered enough to look beyond the stinging sensation burning through her back. For now all that the redhead could do was try to recover as quickly as possible, afterall there wasn't much she could do while the blonde was keeping her down with high damaging moves.

Belinda rolled over and moved up to her hands and knees, looking on at the pained Denice Rossi as she started to make her way up. The Swede was not about to let Denice get back into the action just yet as she would start to back up a bit. Looking to create a little bit of distance between the two of them. Narrowing her eyes as she looked on at the pretty young Italian.

When Denice had just made her way up towards her knees, Belinda would take off running towards her opponent. Trying to pick up as much speed as she could and then try to jump up and turn around in mid run. Attempting to come in at Denice rear first aimed right at the woman's pretty face. Looking to hit Denice with a hip attack.

Belinda was not about to let Denice get back the momentum again, especially after how targeted Denice had been with her chest...she felt that if she gave Denice a chance then the woman would go straight back to trying to punish her for being assaulted there earlier.

Denice would find it a bit hard to get up onto her knees, she was certainly not taking the time to recover that she should be but the redhead didn't exactly have the time to waste. The Italian would pay for her quick progression though, as Belinda had been waiting on her and would drive herself rear first into the redhead's face, squishing against against Denice's face with her admittedly nice rear and knocking Rossi shoulders first into the mat with the build up momentum.

Denice's shoulders would crash against the mat and the redhead would be rolled backwards onto her front by the momentum of her opponent's run and the fact her opponent had flung her whole body weight against vulnerable wrestler. The Italian would let out a low grumble as she lied against the mat, it was a little embarrassing for her to be so damaged by a hip attack, but as embarrassing as the move could be it was also a incredibly damaging manuever in the right circumstance.

This time Denice would be forced to take the time needed to recover, managing to turn herself onto her back and look up to the ceiling as she tried to shake off the lingering pain from Belinda's assault.