Belinda Northman Vs. Manami Kuroda - Handcuff Match

Belinda now stood, facing Manami with a few feet between the two of them. Her inner thigh ached and pulsed a bit in pain from the painful bite that she had been force to take by Manami's pearly white teeth. The Swede wasn't planning on letting her Japanese opponent get away with that though.

When Manami beckoned her forward and that smug grin, Belinda would huff out a bit of hot air out of her mouth. She'd take a deep breath and watch as Manami dropped into her calm and composed stance, it was clearly a trap....but playing it safe wouldn't get the her anywhere.

Instead of charging in, Belinda would walk her way towards Manami. Putting on a more composed look on herself as she would try and walk up and smack Manami in her pretty face with a hard right hook! Looking to show the Wolf girl that she wasn't the kind to get swept up into plays like that and that she wasn't one to mess with!

On the outside, Manami didn’t appear that bothered. Inwardly, however, it was like a million firecrackers throughout her bloodstream had gone off at once. She was itching for some contact, ready to plaster the canvas with her opponent’s blood and sweat. Her foot tapped as she awaited the charge that was no doubt coming.

But, to her surprise, Belinda started walking up to her, as if she were completely ignoring her. Was she being challenged? Being made fun of? As she looked on with narrow eyes, Manami would raise and eyebrow and slowly come out of her relaxed posture, taking the hand off her hip and letting it fall to her side. The Wolf Girl kept that way, perfectly still and waiting patiently, until the blonde beauty was but a couple feet away.

That was when she caught the hard right hook into her face. A bit of blood welled in her mouth and lapped over her tongue. Strangely, the corners of her mouth twitched, eliciting a grin as she faced the side. It wasn’t an attack. It was a warning. This woman was no prey. She wasn’t going to be toyed with. Slowly, the Wolf leaned back into alignment and turned her face back to her Swedish foe. No sooner after that would a wide, wicked smile appear across her face. The message was received loud and clear. And Manami couldn’t be any happier with how it was delivered.

The blonde brawler had gotten her spirits up and her blood racing. The instant she locked eyes with Belinda once again, Manami would shoot her leg into Belinda’s side, wanting to send her against the ropes to set her up for a spear. It didn’t even matter to her if both or either of them went out of the ring. She’d gotten a taste of her meal and now it was kicking back. The only option now was to strike. To bear down on her and go for the kill. It worked that way with everyone before, and Belinda would be no different.

Belinda had made her claim now, that she was not predator to be bit or messed with. That she was a fighter and one of the top of this company! Or at least soon to be! This seemed to be an answer that Manami was rather happy with, as the brown haired girl threw that grin her way as she brought her face back in line towards the Swede.

The young Northman would brace herself for the real fight to start now, which it did with a hard kick right to her side. Crashing right into the Swede's body as it forced the blond to stumble off towards the ropes, an arm wrapped around her side as she would then see the green and white clad woman rush towards her.

Manami's shoulder crashed into Belinda's abs with a crunch, the upperbody of the Swede folding over Manami's back as the two of them tumbled out through the ropes and down onto the barley padded floor outside of the ring. The crowd erupted into cheers as the match seemed to ramp up quickly towards 5th gear!

Everything happened in a blur for Manami after the kick connected. Once she felt the flesh bend and ripple against her shin, she was already moving onto the next stage of her plan. Her body moved without the rest of her, and by the time she realized what exactly she had done, they were both careening out of the ring. And still, Manami’s wicked grin didn’t go anywhere.

She crashed onto the ground in a heap, smacking against the surface and rolling slightly forward before her legs crashed against the barricade. A groan escaped her lips as she slowly opened her eyes. Everything was upside down and her back was throbbing with pain. The air that was knocked out of her was just starting to fill her chest again as a bit of nausea began to taper away. Wasn’t sure exactly how her opponent had fared, but it couldn’t have been much better.

After a few seconds, she managed to catch a glimpse of Belinda. Her eyes narrowed and filled with a desperate hunger. They weren’t Pushing her legs against the barricade, she rolled backwards and popped onto her feet. She winced for a moment, grabbing her back as the Wolf realized her body had fared worse than expected. That was only a slight setback, however. Her opponent was on the recovery, and hopefully unawares. Slowly but steadily, she made her way towards Belinda, grabbing her by her golden locks and setting her up for a codebreaker.

The two women tumbled down onto the outside of the ring, since this was a hardcore match there was no possible count out in the match and that meant that they could fight out there for as long as they wanted. They'd have to get back up to the corners sooner or later though to take the handcuffs and look the other wrestlers up with them. Until then though, they could fight it out as much as they wanted and it looked as if Manami wanted to fight for real!

Belinda had no problem in doing that, in fact she had been the one to initiate it most likely, with that confident punch that she had thrown to show Manami that this was a fight between two predators. If Manami was a wolf then Belinda was an Eagle and this was going to turn into one hell of a fight.

Belinda moved up towards her feet, it was a bit of a shaky rise but it was a rise up. Her attention turned to the fellow short haired woman as she marched up towards the Swede and grabbed at her hair, pulling her up straight to her feet then jumped up and force Belinda forward down onto Manami's knees.

" Gruah!" Belinda gasped out in pain as those knees dug into her chest and forced the Swede to flop off of Manami, down onto back with her arms crossed over her chest, coughing out.

Ah, that felt great. There was an audible, resounding smack when her knees connect with the blonde’s chest, sending her flat onto her back.

The recoil felt less good. Manami fell back onto her butt after the move went off without a hitch. It hurt her rear a little bit without the canvas there to catch her, but she’d grown used to wrestling without a mat. Hell, without a ref or an audience. Just her and her prey. And this one was all sprawled out on the ground, nice and ripe for the pickings. The wolf fastly sprung forward and got onto all fours, hurrying over to Belinda to take advantage of her downed state.

She wanted to her those bones grating. Feel them. Then this worthless wannabe would cry for mercy that wouldn’t come, no matter how much she worked those lungs. The wolf girl could already picture it in her head. Taste the sweetness of her tears. It made her work all the harder for it. She let out a chuckle as she grabbed the downed Swede’s leg, moving quickly into a leg slicer before she could get her breath back.

Belinda had been hit with that code breaker and she was feeling the effects of it. She coughed out and groaned as she was on her back, she kicked her heels down against the barley padded floor of the outside area of the ring. The Swede shook her head and would start to try and roll her herself over to her side.

The green and white clad woman was already reaching out for her leg. Belinda growled out and struggled as she was being turned over to her front. The Swede would try and fight against it, fold herself over a bit to try and reach out for Manami's head with her hands and then try and yank the woman down onto her side.

The Swede would then try and wrap her right arm around that head and attempt to trap Manami in a side headlock, pushing the face of the Japanese woman against her generous chest. " Grrh...."

Manami sucked her teeth when she noticed Belinda struggling like that. This impudent little bitch just didn’t know when to take the punishment that was being given to her. The Swede was proving herself to be nothing if not resistant. Well, struggle all she wanted, the pain was coming whether she wanted it to or not-

And then she suddenly yanked the Wolf Girl forward, clutching a chunk of her hair and causing the brown-haired woman to grit her teeth against the pain. All at once, she was brought down to the ground with Belinda and forced into a headlock. Firmly, she trapped Manami underneath her strong arms and pressed her against that lovely chest of hers. Too bad she wasn’t in just the right position to bite her again. She’d love to see how the blonde brawler would respond to that.

“Tch.”

There wasn’t much to do in this position, aside from the obvious. Manami hurriedly worked to wrap her muscled legs around the aerialists’ hips and began cranking up the pressure. All the while, she would send punch after punch into her stomach, trying to force her opponent to let go as quickly as possible. No way was she going to be chained down her like a dog. Not long enough for Belinda to get the impression that she was actually a match for her. That was the last thing she wanted.

Belinda had managed to grab a hold of the woman by her head and pulled her into that side-headlock, the Swede soon felt Manami's legs snap shut around her waist and squeeze her tightly, for a moment it looked as if the blond's eyes would bulge out of their sockets, then that punch came to her taut abs. " Rghghh..." Belinda groaned out. The wolf girl was proving to be a deadly foe, and if she didn't step up her game soon then things would turn bad for the Swede rather quickly.

The Swede would try and tighten her lock around Manami's head, with just one arm, her other would proceed to start and rain punches down upon Manami's forehead. Attempting to hammer punch after punch of her gloved fist right down upon Manami's forehead, as she attempted to daze the woman and weaken her hold on her.

If she could do that the blond would try and work their way up towards their feet, then quickly shift around to turn herself to face Manami and wrap her other arm around that head. Pulling downwards as quickly as she could as she'd attempt and drive Manami's head right into the barley padded floor outside of the ring for a quick snap ddt! If there was one thing Belinda was looking to do, it would to prove that the young Northman wasn't anyones prey and that if there was anyone in the arena tonight who was the dominant one, it was the blond!

Good, she was listing. Or at least, that’s what it looked like after the first few strikes connected with her strong core. Then, the exact opposite happened. Belinda increased the torque on her hold and began to retaliate in an equally aggressive manner. This woman really was an annoyance. A seriously persistent, hard-hitting annoyance.

Slowly but surely, the Wolf Girl felt her grip weaken as her head continued being assaulted by punch after relentless punch. It was just enough for Belinda to get out of the hold and force the brown-haired grappler up by her hair and onto her feet. From there, she delivered a snap DDT onto the ground. It wasn’t as bad as a move that she’d have the wind up for, but it was more than enough to put the Wolf in a daze for a few moments. The pain rushed to her head as she reeled on the ground for a couple moments. This woman had some talent. Some. She could admit that. But it wasn’t going to stop her just like that. No chance.

“Rah!”

Quickly, Manami would snap forward from off the ground to take Belinda down with a spear. If that connected, she’d simply let the blonde languish in the pain for a moment. Her head was still spinning, and even pulling off the spear was taking an abnormal amount of concentration, but the Swede couldn’t be allowed to have one up on her. She’d built too much momentum, and that all had to come crashing down on her sooner or later. Manami preferred sooner.