Belinda Northman Vs. Manami Kuroda - Handcuff Match

Handcuff Match
Rules: Hardcore
Victory Conditions: You can only earn victory by handcuffing your opponents limb to the ropes or together with one of the four handcuffs, one in each corner

Spoiler:

Belinda was already at the gorilla position, dressed in her blue and white wrestling attire with her hood already pulled up over her head. The Swede bounced on her feet and rolled her shoulders, cranking her neck from side to side as she was making sure that she was all limbered up for the match to come. She was facing off against another newcomer to AFW, which she didn't mind one bit. Testing out the new talent was something she enjoyed and quite often that also meant that she found out just how good the future competition was going to be. So far she hadn't been disappointed one bit and she doubted she would be tonight.

This was a bit of a rougher kind of match though, a hardcore match with handcuff rules. Which meant that they would have to lock each other up with handcuffs in order to win and that basically anything was legal. Belinda would nod her head, pumping herself up as she was trying to mentally prepare for the match that was to come. Not long after did the stage hands step up towards her and offer her a quick tap on her shoulder, letting her then know that they would play her theme and she could make her entrance.

The Swede was given the count down...5, 4, 3, 2....then the Swede would jump out onto the ramp to the cheers of the crowd. She raised her right hand up high into the air as they cheered for her and then the blond took to a sprint. Running down the ramp and heading straight to the ring at full speed, then finally as she reached the ring without slowing down she jumped up and dove through the ropes into a diving roll into the ring. Getting up to one knee in her smooth rolling motion. The Swede would them step up and walk to the far off corner where she would get up on the middle ropes and raise her right hand up high! When she pulled the arm down, she used that hand to pull off her hood and then jumped down onto her feet. Turning around and settling herself into the corner as she would then wait for her opponent for the night...Manami Kuroda.

Manami Kuroda:

Back and forth she would pace as her opponent finished making her entrance. Manami kept her ice cold demeanor throughout the whole performance, which made it increasingly difficult for the stage hands to approach her. She would only stop when one of them finally mustered the courage to give her the signal to get ready. A simple nod here and she would stare down the darkened ramp and toward the stage.

Scary faces aside, Manami was quite happy with the match up. Management must have gotten the message wide and clear after her debut. This woman wasn’t one to be underestimated. They shot her from one side of the range to the other. Today she was going up against a Northman. Not the champion, unfortunately, but a close second. The Shooting Star herself, Belinda. The golden girl. An absolute poster child. It would help her immensely to leave this woman a broken heap in the ring.

When she heard the wolves howling, Manami knew it was time to enter. The lights shining down on her, she followed the same path as her debut. Walking slowly down the ramp with her fists curled, eyes focused on the ring, pupils unmoving behind her bobbing hair. It was a mixed reaction from the crowd. Too new, she guessed. She wasn’t used to this kind of audience. People wanting to be entertained, not just blood and guts. Reaching the ropes, she climbed onto the apron and stepped through, one leg after the other, slowly, like a beast moving in for the kill.

Finally in the ring, she’d stand on the side opposite her opponent and get a good look at her. She was every bit as dazzling as she’d been informed. Immaculate golden locks, blazing red eyes, pretty pink lips, and a bright-colored outfit that illuminated her entire form. She certainly shined like a star in the center of the ring. No doubt about it, she was the perfect poster child for AFW. It made Manami sick. That cheeky grin and bright attitude had no business being anywhere near a fight. She took comfort in imaging that cute little face twisting and contorting this way and that as she forced every painful hold imaginable onto her. And she would enjoy every agonizing second.

For now, though, she’d just stare at the Swede with narrow eyes from across the ring, one hand on her hip with her head cocked to the side. She wanted to make this woman squeal. When the ref called them to the center, Manami would so promptly. Taking advantage of the proximity, she’d size up her opponent a bit more, running her eyes up her figure until she locked onto her eyes, glaring daggers at her before crossing her arms.

She had no intention of returning any kind gestures. The Wolf Girl just wanted to pounce.

Belinda would lean against the corner as she awaited her opponent. She would narrow her eyes as the music of her opponent started up, watching at the top of the ramp as soon the green and white clad woman stepped out and started to walk down the ramp. She had a cold look on her face, not at all like the cheerful Swede. She seemed almost pissed off as she walked down the ramp and soon found her way into the ring.

The young Northman would step out of her corner and start to walk up towards the center of the ring as the referee called them forward. Belinda would eye her opponent up and down, they were fairly equal in size and weight. Their outfits weren't so far off from each other either, and they both had very short hair. Yet their demeanor and attitude couldn't be further from each other. Belinda would narrow her eyes as she caught Manami's glare and would return it.

She could already tell that Manami wasn't here to play nice or make friends. Belinda would soon step back a step as the referee called for the bell and the match to start. She'd crouch down into her wrestling stance, keeping her eyes locked with Manami as she'd proceed to try and start to circle the woman. Looking for an opening in her guard...then finally she would step forward! Attempting to go in and lock them up into a standard collar and elbow tie-up!

The tension floating in the atmosphere was weighing down on both of them. For what felt like an eternity, Manami and Belinda simply glared at one another, entirely ignoring Everything shifted and blurred into the background. The only thing that existed were the two combatants, ready to tear each other to pieces. Or maybe that was just Manami. She didn’t show an ounce of it on her face, but she was filled to the brim of excitement. This girl was to eat the canvas.

When the bell rang, she snapped out of her delusions. Belinda hopped back while Manami stood her ground. She lowered herself, reaching eye level with her opponent as they both circled one another. Her whole body tensed as she waited to see just what the star girl would do. Her question was very quickly answered when the woman charged forward. As if on instinct, Manami’s eyes shot open as she charged back at the Swede, entering the tie-up with force.

Stomping her feet down, the two would thrash and crash against each other as the Wolf Girl pushed every ounce of her body in throwing Belinda this way and that. Her eyes locked onto her opponent’s in the clinch, feeling the bloodlust overwhelm herself. She wanted her to feel the fear. To see the agony that was coming her way.

Clenching her teeth, she’d feel her muscles prime as she worked to halt both of their movements. With one strong effort, she’d jump up at attempt to slam Belinda’s face down onto her knee. If she could manage that, she wouldn’t stop there. With the hold broken, she would grab the blonde fighter’s arm as she stumbled away and flip her over her shoulder, trapping her in a shoulder lock.

Her eyes would never leave the woman’s face. She wanted to see her cry out.

As soon as the bell rang the two lovely ladies started to circle each other, the tension between the two women who had just recently met each other making the air thick. Thick like soup.  They both looked and watched to see where they could attack before both of them decided to go in for that lock up!

Green and blue clad bodies met and crashed into one another, feet stomped on the mat as the two trashed for control against each other. Neither woman gaining a good advantage on the other in the lock up, as they glared fiercely into each others eyes throughout the clinch.

What came as a surprise for Belinda was that Manami soon jumped up, and drove her knee into the Swede's face. " Unghn!" Belinda gasped out through gritted teeth as the knee hit her square on the forehead. She felt a wave of dizziness come over her, while it only lasted for a second or two...it was enough for Manami to take control of the situation.

Belinda was then flipped over Manami's shoulder, her body crashing down back first and bounced on the mat as the woman then locked in a nasty shoulder lock. Belinda's grit her teeth and huffed out through her nose. She kicked her right heel against the mat as she then noticed Manami's eyes on her face.

She would stare right back up at Manami in a defiant manner, as she would then bend her knees and place the soles of her boots on the mat. Belinda would then kick up with her legs and try and fold her own body up. Trying to snap her strong legs shut around Manami's neck and then yank the woman down and try to force her to release the hold, as she tried to transition them into deadly headscissor hold from the young Northman!

This was a moment of elation for the Wolf Girl. She got to deliver the first strike, and within seconds she already had her opponent on her back. Now, all she had to do was look and see the pained expression plastered across her face. That right there could be the icing on the cake. And it would have been, if she had gotten more than just some gritted teeth.

Manami furrowed her brows when she Belinda glaring back at her. This woman may look soft, but she was clearly made of tougher stuff. Suppose she should expect as much from a veteran of the circuit. Still, nobody could hold out forever. Not even a Northman.

Moving to increase the pressure on her shoulder, she was cut off when a pair of legs shot from the side. In a flash, she was caught in a pair of headscissors. Goddamnit. This girl had some flexibility to her. With each passing moment, she felt the hold being eased as Belinda pulled her opponent off of her. Manami managed to fight it for a while, but there was only so much she could do at this point.

So, as soon as the hold broke, the Wolf Girl was sent tumbling off of her prey and onto the canvas. Instantly, her hands went between Belinda’s thighs, trying her hardest to pry free of the firm lock. They weren’t the worst pair of legs she’d felt. There was a woman back in the underground who still held that honor. But still, the pair around her head were impressive. She was confident she could break out of them, given enough time. It was usually a question of stamina in these situations, and Manami knew how to bear with almost any hold.

The painful shoulder lock was something that Belinda didn't want to be locked in for very long and didn't plan to be locked into for long. She struggled and already started to plan her way to escape, however it wasn't enough to just escape. She had to pay Manami back as well! For that reason she shot her legs up and snagged them around Manami's head!

Her thighs squeezing as she folded herself up, her feet locking around her ankles as she would make it difficult to pull apart her legs. It was a struggle but she soon enough managed to pull the green and white clad woman down onto her back! Freeing herself from the nasty shoulder lock.

Belinda would quickly shake out that arm as she then tried to elevate her upperbody up a bit from the mat to increase the pain of the headscissor as she elevated that a bit as well, pulling Manami's head into a bit more of a painful position as her smooth yet strong legs squeezed on that skull.

She could already feel Manami start to find her way out of the headscissor, but she wasn't about to give up the hold easily. Flexing her legs as she tried to squeeze with even more might upon the fellow short haired girl's skull!

Bet any man would enjoy being in this spot. For Manami, she was just getting really annoyed. She pried harder and harder, trying to loosen the hold. She was less than happy with the amount of energy she had to expend to get out of a such a simple maneuver. But at the very least, she was making some progress.

That was, until Belinda increased the pressure, and she felt her hands going back down. Alright, now she was getting a little pissed. It was still pretty early in the match and she was expending more energy than usual. This woman was no joke, but it didn’t make things any less difficult for her. Plus, the amount of oxygen she was getting back was fading more and more. She could get out of it with a little more time. But that was time for the blonde fighter to think. And time that Manami didn’t want to waste.

So, after she made a little bit of progress in wedging her thighs apart, the Wolf Girl would tilt her head slightly. Just needed to tilt a little bit farther. Just a little more. And just as her lips brushed bath the woman’s inner thigh, Manami would open her mouth and bare down on the supple flesh. Putting in a forceful bite, she tried her best to dig her fang into skin, needing to draw blood if need be. This was a hardcore match after all. One without blood would be wasted. Especially when you had a relative to the former hardcore queen in the ring.

Belinda had the hold clinched in tightly, her legs flexing as she squeezed upon that pretty head of the Wolf Girl, not wanting to let up for even a second. She knew that this wouldn't be easy, she could already tell just by their first little scuffle at the start of the match that the young woman was quite capable in the ring. So she had to weaken her opponent as much as she could while she had her locked in the hold.

The Swede felt how her Japanese opponent was struggling and forcing her way free from Belinda's legs, little by little she was able to wiggle her legs down more and more through Belinda's legs. Yet at this rate the brunette was in for quite a struggle in order to get free! Or so the Swede thought, until the pearly white teeth of Manami opened wide and bit down upon the Swede's bare thigh!

" Gaaaah!" Belinda yelped out in surprise and pain as she felt those teeth sink right into her thighs. Belinda was quick to try and pull her legs away from the woman, trying to get away and create some distance between the two so she could rub and massage her hurting leg. " Rrgh..." Belinda would growl out, the skin hadn't been broken but she had quite visible teeth marks around her inner right tight and it stun and ached something fierce.

Manami was disappointed in herself. She didn’t draw blood, but just left a nasty mark in the wake of her efforts. At the very least, she managed to break the hold, and that was what mattered. Once Belinda unfolded her thighs and rolled away, the Wolf Girl would snap upright and quickly turn to face her opponent. She caught her gaze just in time for that little growl of hers. It was cute, really. A cute threat for a cute face. But Manami had received far worse looks in the past, from far more intimidating victims.

As the girl nursed her wound, Manami would lock eyes with her, slowly and loudly licking her lips as she stared. My, this girl tasted as good as she looked. There was definitely seconds to be had later on. For now, though, she was perfectly fine with playing the mind games.

Standing up and looking down at her injured prey, the Wolf Girl would beckon the blonde brawler towards her with a couple swipes of her hand. A smug grin would spread across her face as she continued to taunt Belinda. She wanted to let the Swede know just exactly how little her feeble efforts would phase someone as formidable as the woman before her now. With her curled into fists and one placed on her hip, cocked to the side, she’d present herself as a seemingly open target. Her eyes remained narrow over her smirk as she awaited her opponent's charge.