Belinda Northman Vs. Jessica Wright

Belinda managed to kick out from underneath those tits of Jessica Wright and roll them over, only to have her head crash right into the bridge of the woman's nose and then rolled away from Jessica, moving up to her knees as she would pant out shaking her head and starting to rise up towards her knees. Jessica was a tough opponent, probably one of the toughest she had fought so far....but now the young Northman was on that level and she was not about to get dropped down! She was gonna beat Jessica and prove the Violent Violet wrong.

Waiting for Jessica to start to rise up, the Swede would proceed to try and run up towards the woman, looking to step off of her and shoot her knee right up into Jessica's face. Looking to hit the Violent Violet with a hard enzuigiri!!

A great weight lifted from her. Jessica was a bit surprised. Had the situation been reversed, Jessica would not have let up with the punches until Belinda's head was nothing but red mist, or the ref got her off. Rookie mistake, Jessica thought. The Violent Violet was pulling herself together. The headbutt had been a big one, sure, but Jessica had dealt with worse blows from worse women, and she knew she could power through this one too.

She rolled over to her front and pushed herself up using her strong arms. She felt calm. Or as calm as a woman like Jessica could possibly get. Her blinding, wild rage had subsided. Now she was trying to be more analytical, more tactical. Belinda was a young pup, but she was strong and wild. Jessica could win this match, she knew it. All it took was putting the pieces together.

And just as she turned around, some of the pieces began falling apart. The blonde woman clocked her right in the face with a hard knee, causing her to fall right back down to the mat. Her arms and legs flew akimbo, and her calm was replaced with pain.

Belinda enzuigiri came in and hit perfectly, smacking the Violent Violet with a hard kick right to the side of her skull and with it sending the woman down hard onto the mat, Belinda was on her knees after hitting her foe hard with that knee strike to her head and would quickly start to try and move up towards her feet. Looking to grab a hold of Jessica's head and looked to guide the woman up towards her feet so that the busty woman was facing the other way.

Facing Jessica's back, the Swede would try and slip her hands up around Jessica waist. Looking to lift the woman up into the air and then throw her backwards for a hard German suplex attempt. The Swede would also try to bridge herself and her foe, looking to go for a pin upon the powerful violet haired Jessica Wright!

Jessica groaned. The situation was not good for her, not even in the slightest. Her head was ringing like a bell, and her vision was blurred. The harsh lights above her were indistinct, and the roar of the crowd seemed dulled. Jessica was not in a good way and that was plain to see for everyone in the stadium. Most of all, as it turned out, to Belinda. Two rough hands met her hair in the worst way possible, and soon Jessica was on the way to her feet. It was not of her own volition, and Jessica was an experienced enough wrestler to know that was bad news.

Sure enough, things got worse. Far worse. Belinda got her two arms around Jessica's muscled waist, and brought her up and backwards for a quick German suplex. Much to her dismay, Belinda made her stay there, and Jessica's shoulders were down for a count!

ONE!

The ref girl counted. Jessica summoned up some strength and kicked out mightily, flopping down to the mat a foot away from Belinda. The Violent Violet then got up as quickly as she could. The throbbing ache in her head focused her rage now, and she was not going to let Belinda get away with that sort of nonsense as easily anymore.

Belinda clicked her tongue when after the one count she felt Jessica kick up and flop down onto her front. The Swede quickly attempted to push herself up towards her feet and back up a step or two...getting ready to come at the Violent Violet. Watching and waiting for Jessica to start to get up towards her feet. 

She was going to show Jessica just what she was in for in this match. Looking to take of running at great speed towards the busty violet haired Heel, and at the last minute try and slide in between Jessica's legs and pop up behind the red clad wrestler. Looking to jump up, grab onto Jessica's shoulders and pull her back down, as the Swede would jump up. 

Belinda would try and yank Jessica Wright down and try and drive her knees up into the woman's back for a viscous backstabber! Looking to take a fair bit of pain to the way of the busty brawler's back!

Jessica was up now. Or as up as she could get. She was hunched over. Most of the crowd might have thought she was tired, and that was not an entirely unfair statement. No, it was not fatigue which arched her back and clenched her fists. The thing that deformed Jessica was sheer, blinding, indefatigable rage, and all of that animosity was aimed directly at the blonde woman in front of her. She was coming at Jessica now, fast and hard. Good. Let her come.

Just as Belinda was hitting the mat, Jessica stuck her foot out. The leg had a little bit of force behind it, and the Violent Violet aimed the counter attack right at Belinda's chin. She was displaying a little bit of her wrestling knowledge here, and a whole lot of instinct. Instinct she had cobbled together from half a lifetime in the ring.

Belinda was coming in hot, running at full speed towards Jessica as she was really looking to put the pain on the Violent Violet. It was clear to anyone in the arena that after their brief little showdown in the ring that they didn't like each other one bit. Neither of them were pulling any punches....not that they ever did but they were certainly not holding anything back, hitting each other with hard and painful moves back and forth. It was more a tug of war than a match as they simply pulled and yanked the momentum in opposite directions until a winner would be declared.

The Swede dropped down to slide in between Jessica's legs, but as she did so the busty woman struck out her leg and smacked it right in the young blond's chin! Causing her to reel back and rop onto her side, her hands moving up to her now hurting chin as since her jaws had been forced together she had not even been able to release a scream, at best she gave out a muffled grunt before flopping onto her side and kicking her foot against the mat while nursing her chin.

That little counter would surely not go down in the annals of wrestling history. It was not the most technical of ripostes, but it had a brutal efficacy that no one in the world could deny. And Jessica was all about brutal efficacy. The Violent Violet put an abrupt halt to whatever it was that Belinda had planned, and knew that she was in prime position to really start hammering the blonde woman on the ground in front of her.

Jessica found herself still straddling the Swedish woman, which meant that she could do basically whatever she wanted. And for the most part, she wanted bad things for the girl. She lifted her leg up, which flexed her tremendous thigh a bit. And when she brought it down on the woman, it flexed even more. She enjoyed the sensation quite a bit, and sent down quite a few more stomps to really loosen her opponent up.

Belinda had taken a hard hit right to her chin and it had stopped her momentum dead in her tracks, shaking her head a little as she groaned out and tried to roll over onto her front. It didn't take a long time before Jessica started peppering her with stomp after stomp. 

Heavy red boots smacking into the Swede's back over and over again as she gasped and grunted out loudly with each one that came down upon her. Rocking her body with each heavy hit as she shook her head and groaned out, she moved her arms up to cover her head just in case Jessica had the bright idea to try and send some stomps down on her skull.

Every time she lifted her big leg up, the world seemed to stand still. The crowd gasped silently as their beloved heroine was assaulted. Jessica silently aimed the next one, going for that tight little stomach of Belinda's time and time again. She could only guess what Belinda was thinking, but judging from the awful noises Belinda was making, the Swedish woman was not having the time of her life. Good. She did not deserve to.

Jessica stopped her assault, and swung her leg up and over the other woman. This match had been too still, to up and down. The Violent Violet wanted to make it start going left and right. She bent down and seized that pretty blonde hair of Belinda's, and Irish Whipped her into the ropes! While not going quite as fast, Jessica would follow after her.