Ouka Shumisen vs. Belinda Northman

Ouka scoffed out as she heard Belinda bite back as she saw the Swede move in closer to her, pushing her backwards into the corner. Currently Ouka didn't fight back as she was still reeling from the elbow drop, propped back into the corner with Belinda blocking the escapes.

However, Ouka wasn't trying to escape. "So you're admitting to be a middle schooler? Ha!" she let out as she stood up straight, opening up her chest as she wrapped her arms over the top rope to ensure they wouldn't get in the way, "Try and hit me with all you got. Then I'll see if you're just as good as a middle schooler or worse!" she taunted Belinda as she flashed her cocky smile as she was waiting to see just what Belinda had in store for her.

Belinda trapped the redhead against the corner, it wasn't a very difficult task to perform as Ouka Shumisen wasn't really fighting against it. The Swede even watched as Ouka pulled her arms over the top ropes and let out those cocky words of hers. " All I'm asked was if you wanted to be known as a woman who could be beaten up by middle schoolers." Belinda said as she would take a step back.

Hearing Ouka's words about letting her hit her, the Swede would rear her arm back. " You asked for it!" Belinda shouted out as she would try and put all her weight and power into a powerful forearm strike right to Ouka's generous bosom!

Ouka's smirk stayed on her lips as she tightened her chest and arms around the ropes as she saw Belinda reeling up for another hit as she slammed her arm into her! Groaning out and fighting against the urge to cry out with her chest being mushroomed in by the forearm as a loud smack echoed out. "Grrrrrrrr! Was that it!?" she shouted back into Belinda's face, looking to be a stalwart practitioner of Japan's Strong Style by urging another hit Belinda.

But this show of endurance and fighting spirit was as taxing as it looked, Ouka was inwardly screaming and doing her best not to let that slide out on her face. It help by forcing the grin to stay on her face as she also let out tension by pulling on the top rope with her arms as she prepared for another hit!

"That was just the starter!" Belinda cried out to Ouka as she would take a step back, and ready up her arm. Winding up as she would step forward and throw that forearm right up into Ouka's generous rack, trying to flatten and mushroom those large breasts of the redheaded heel!

She'd try and follow it up with another forearm strike and another, starting to try and rain down right handed forearm blows upon the buxom Japanese rival of hers and try to bring the pain to the nationally famous Ouka Shumisen.

Belinda came back at Ouka with another forearm, it wasn't anything too bad as Ouka continued to endure the pain. However Belinda wasn't going to take the time to reel up again for another forearm and began to rain down those blows one after the other. That was when Ouka's smirk began to fade from her face and instead turned into a scowl of pain as each hit slammed into her chest. The pain was getting to the point where Ouka couldn't help but react to as her breasts were taking a beating with the repeated forearm shots.

Gritting her teeth as she tightened her arms around the rope as she would go from standing proud to slowly beginning to slouch over in pain as she could've sworn that her magnificent breasts had shrunken, just a little with the repeated abuse! "Nnnnnnnn! St-still nothing!" she shouted out, continuing to hold strong with herself!

Belinda panted out after around her tenth forearm strike as she backed away from the redhead. She would glare at Ouka and then attempted to step forward. Looking to pull her right hand back as far as she could and then try and hit Ouka across her massive orbs with a quick and painful knife-edge chop!

If Ouka wanted to feel pain! Then Belinda was going to let Ouka feel it. It might have been a trap, but this redheaded woman was really riling up the young blond, with her words and attitude and the fact that she had managed to win their test of strength earlier.

Ouka panted as she was hunching over in the corner, bringing an arm out from hooking the top rope as she cradled her chest again, Belinda was doing a real number on them and she had enough with it! She felt like she already proven her endurance with how many of the forearm shots she took and she was damned if she was just going to stand around and be a punching bag for her! Seeing Belinda wind up for another hit, this time for a knife edge chop, Ouka saw her chance to spin things around.

She liked being on offense more anyway.

Ducking forward as Belinda threw the chop, she would attempt to spin things around on Belinda, shoving her into the corner! She would pull back her hand waiting for Belinda to turn around and attempted to steal her idea of a knife edged chop, looking to smack her hand right into the tits of the Swede!

Belinda was about to smack her hand right across those reddening tits of Ouka, but the redhead was able to spin things around. Literally. As she took a hold of Belinda's shoulders after she had dodged out of the way from Belinda's chop. Spinning them around and trapping Belinda against the corner.

Then out of nowhere, that smack came resounding throughout the arena. A smack that caused the crowd to wince out in sympathy as Ouka's might hand smacked across Belinda's generous rack. " Krgh!" Belinda growled out in pain through gritted teeth, refusing herself from crying out at the impact. She leaned back against the corner and grabbed rightly onto the top ropes...glaring back at Ouka.

With a loud smack, Ouka dug her hand right into the covered chest of Belinda as she smiled out. Her own hand was stinging from that hit with how hard she swung as she shook her hand to get feeling back in it. "That's how a real wrestler hits." she sneered out at Belinda. But with how her own breasts were stinging, she wasn't going to let that go unanswered as she would shove Belinda on her shoulders to straighten her out again.

She would go for another knife edge chop as she would quickly swing her hand again to smack against Belinda's chest, looking to batter in those tits. She wouldn't settle for a simple attack like that, grabbing onto Belinda's wrist she would stomp into the mat as she began back pedaling to try and Irish Whip Belinda to the other corner, quickly chasing after her to try and follow up with another knife edge chop!

Belinda was pushed up further to a full stand and leaned back further against the corner, the Swede growled out as she took yet another painful chop, she grunted out in pain. She didn't want to give Ouka the satisfaction of knowing that she had been able to cause pain with her chops, but it was hard to hide.

The blond was then taken a hold of by her wrist and forced to run off towards the opposite corner. Her back crashed into it and the very second she hit the corner, Ouka's hand smacked across her breasts. " Augh!" The Swede cried out in pain, hunched over a bit as she would shake her head in pain. Having been taken by surprise with that irish-whip and chop combo!