Belinda Northman Vs. Manami Kuroda - Handcuff Match

Belinda had been able to pull Manami up towards her feet and bully her into position before snapping that skull down into the barley padded floor of the outside area of the ring, the Swede smirked as she thought she got a leg up over Manami and then tried to push herself up to her knees, only to meet Manami's shoulder that dug into her abs and sent the blond down onto the mat.

It looked as if this would be a fierce battle, between two predators. " Ugh!" Belinda gasped out as she was taken down onto the floor, wheezing out a bit as she winced and rolled over onto her hands and knees, thankfully it wasn't the strongest spear, it was rather impromptu and it was something she could recover from....probably easier than Manami could recover from that DDT.

The blond pushed up to her hands and knees and up to her feet, making her way over the green and white clad Wolf Girl and attempted to grab a handful of hair, trying to pull Manami up to her feet and then attempted to throw a stiff uppercut right into the woman's solar plexus. Looking to follow that up with a quick grabbing of that head again, this time though she'd attempt to hook Manami's left leg and yank the woman up into the air. Trying to hold her upside down for a second before tilting the Japanese girl and slamming her down with a fisherman's buster onto the barley padded floor!

That spear wasn’t as strong as she hoped it would be, but it did the job well enough. Belinda was out on her back and she could follow up in just a couple moments. That is, until the Swede struck first out of nowhere, picking Manami up and slamming her onto the ground like it was nothing. Now things were just starting to get flat out frustrating.

Her prey wasn’t learning anytime soon when to just keel over, and the barely padded surface beneath them wasn’t making these slams any easier to deal with. It would take a bit of wearing down for this woman had to kneel eventually. And that was going to happen, no doubt about it. But even so, it was frustrating, having to deal with a foe as persistent as this woman. Having to expend so much energy so early on and risking so many needless injuries for the same outcome.  Manami started to play to her instincts, rolling back onto all fours and ready to strike, until she thought better on it. Maybe there was a faster way to scale this mountain.

Deftly rolling to the side, the Wolf would disappear underneath the apron, prowling around the underside in search of...something. Anything really to throw at her opponent. No sooner than when she entered did she come across a pool cue. What that was doing there was anyone's guess. Not that she was going to complain. She always loathed unorthodox attacks like this when they were used on her, but not being on the receiving end was changed her opinion very quickly. Not bothering to reappear, she would swing the stick from the edge of the apron, slashing past the drape and aiming to strike the Swede with a firm crack against her legs.

Belinda tried to grab a hold the Wolf girl, but she was much to fast for her, or rather Belinda had been slowed down enough by that desperate spear of hers. Causing the blond girl's movement to be a bit sluggish for a bit, it was enough to allow the brunette to roll away from her and get to a different position. Belinda herself started to roll away as well, and moved up towards her feet.

She groaned out and shook her her, she had already started to get a taste of how dangerous of an opponent that Manami Kuroda was, and that she couldn't take her lightly. So she knew that she had to stay one her, which was easier said than done now that the green and white clad woman had taken to diving in underneath the ring.

Belinda stood cautious, she didn't want to pursue too soon, but after a few moments she made her way closer to the ring...looking to move forward and reach down to grab a hold of the woman's ankles, but to her surprise a sharp pain cracked through her shin as Manami snapped that pool cue right into her leg. " Aagh!" Belinda gasped out in pain, stumbling backwards as she was hit by that pool cue, stumbling back a good few feet before falling down onto her rear, moving her hand down to rub against her now hurting leg.

Good. Sounded like it hit something. Hard enough to break it in fact. The wood creaked and snapped in half against its target no sooner than after Manami felt the impact. Inwardly, she hoped it wasn’t the referee or a stray object she hit. Losing the element of surprise was the last thing she needed right now. The satisfaction on her face when she lifted the drape would say everything, however. There the Swede sat, a few steps away, clutching her leg and perfectly vulnerable.

Growing a wide leer on her face, the Wolf Girl would hurry out from under the ring, taking a few steps towards the incapacitated Northman, stalking over her like prey. The brunette simply couldn’t help herself. If there was one thing she loved, it was exploiting weaknesses. She gave the remaining half of the pool cue a quick whirl between her fingers as she smiled down at her handiwork. Couldn’t let up just yet, however. Her foe was formidable, she could see that much. Not formidable enough to stop her, but formidable nonetheless.

With a quick snap of her arm, Manami would throw the rest of the pool cue towards the blonde before diving low, taking advantage of her seated position. Grabbing hold of the blonde’s left leg, she’d move to put her in a firm ankle lock.

Belinda was hurting, her shin and ankle aching from having a pool cue cracked across her leg, causing her quite a bit of pain, with the only protection being her boot there wasn't much to have stopped said pool cue. She fell down onto her rear and started to rub her now aching ankle....she was getting rather frustrated with her opponent.

Manami finally came out from under the ring and started to climb up to her feet, beginning to stalk to young blond, she certainly lived up to her name of Wolf Girl. She went down and took a hold of Belinda's leg and pulled the Swede into a painful ankle lock! " Aagh!" Belinda cried out as Manami started to wrench on her ankle. 

Belinda knew that she couldn't stay in this hold for long, she'd tried and bring up her other leg up and send a sharp kick right into Manami's chest. Trying to get the wolf girl off of her!

Manami was convinced from the outset that Belinda was nothing but hype. All talk. A product of being related to the World Champion and some good PR with her matches. She may have been a veteran, but there were few people on the planet that could give the Wolf Girl a hard time. She’d take the ankle, force her to tap, move another step up the ladder. She’d crush this one like the rest, knowing that her opponent wouldn’t make things too difficult.

But it was quickly becoming apparent just how wrong that assumption was. Belinda fought the ankle lock hard. Very hard. Thrashing this way and that, refusing to give an inch. Manami shuffled right and left as she attempted to keep her leg firmly within her grasp, determined to not let her prey slip away. The Shooting Star was matching every one of her efforts tit-for-tat. Manami grit her teeth, feeling the tension become even tighter with every second she was failing to crank the hold. The Swede wasn’t going to give in any time soon.

It was time to get aggressive.

When the kick came her way, Manami let a hand go from her ankle and parried the attack. Not that she was letting this go unanswered. She grabbed hold of Belinda’s other leg, spreading them wide in front of her before raising her foot and slamming it hard onto the Swede’s crotch!

Belinda was not in a good post right now, but she wasn't giving an inch to the wolf-girl, who was relentless in her painful ankle lock, but Belinda was going to find a way free of this hold and then give back to Manami ten fold! Though to the Swede's surprise as she threw up that leg and attempted to kick her way free from Manami's brutal hold, the green and white clad wrestler was able to not only just block the hit but also take a hold of her leg.

Eyes widening in surprise at this as the Swede's legs were then spread out. The crowd knew what was coming and so did Belinda, but there wasn't anything that she could do to stop it. As Manami threw her foot down and stomped it down against Belinda's crotch. " Auugh!" the young Northman howled out in pain as her nether-region was stomped on by the Wolf girl, leaving the Shooting star in one hell of a world of pain.

Hm. Belinda’s voice had quite the pitch to it. It was subtle, but one could flush it out from behind the pained screams. Hopefully she could hear more before this match was over and done with.

Oh...one more stomp. Just to throw her off.

Manami threw one more foot down into the Swede’s exposed crotch, letting this one dig in a bit with a grind of her stiff shoe heel against the sensitive region. The Wolf Girl’s lips curled into a wicked smirk as she continued to extract as many painful expressions from the Shooting Star’s beautiful face as possible. Although, it was clear that this would only get her so far. Belinda was a sharp thinker with a strong body. She’d endure the pain and find a way out soon enough.

That made it all the more important for the wolf to keep the pressure on her. Enough to suffocate her.

She tossed the blonde’s right leg away. It wouldn’t help her in a moment either way. Manami crossed her leg over over Belinda’s own before kneeling down, locking hard onto the Swede’s shin. Having done that, the wolf would grab her opponent's other foot, bring it close, and roll forward, forcing the blonde onto her chest with Manami sitting atop her in an indian deathlock! The Wolf Girl would stand up, intent on seeing the Shooting Star and all her glory writhing about on the ground with the worthy victory high above her.

It may have been a tad too early for such a devastating hold. A submission wouldn’t be guaranteed, but it was good to wreak as much havoc on Belinda’s systems as possible. Even more so if Manami managed to deprive the Swede the use of her leg.

Belinda hadn't expected the lowblows, even though she probably should have! Manami didn't exactly give off the image of someone who would fight fair and square and it was Belinda's miss that she had allowed this to happen. " Guh!" Belinda grunted out in pain as another stomp came towards her nether region, the feeling of that booted foot smacking into her clothes covered womanhood was one that simply left echoes of pain.

This one though, didn't leave Belinda, as Manami's heel started to grin into her crotch which caused Belinda to wriggle and trash about, her hands reaching out for that ankle of Manami's to hope to pull it away from here. A chorus of jeers and boos raining down around the ladies from the crowd as Manami's tactics didn't seem to sit too well with them.

Though it probably wouldn't bother the green and white clad fighter. Whom seemed to already have different plans. As She tossed Belinda's leg away and then went and started to cross her own and Belinda's legs in a manner which Belinda hadn't actually experienced her in AFW.

Her legs crossed as the wolf girl started to force Belinda over onto her chest and then locked in a nasty Indian Deathlock! "Aaah!" Belinda gasped out in pain and surprise at the submission hold. The shooting star shaking her head and moving her right hand up towards her head, sliding her fingers through her hair and then gripping tightly onto her own golden mane, just to have something to hold onto....and pulling a bit on her hair allowed her mind to focus on another pain than the one in her legs right now.

Ah, there it was. The chorus of boos. Coming from a distraught choir at the sight of their precious little heroine in danger. Poor babies. Forced to face reality. She’d tear them all out of their daydreams with her opponent’s screams.

Speaking of which, that was a very nice look for her. The way she clawed her hair and howled in desperation. She certainly didn’t look like much a poster girl in this state. Why, she hardly looked like much of a veteran with that expression. She looked more like….a helpless little girl. Scared of the big bad wolf. This was what Manami was waiting for. A chance to really sink her teeth into the woman, and savor every bite.

She brought her heels further apart, wanting to feel the bones grate beneath Belinda’s skin. Raising her arms high above her head, she met the audience with a wicked smile adorned on her face as she embraced the jeering crowds and distraught faces. After a couple moments, she tilted her head back down to Belinda.

“And here I thought the name ‘Northman’ meant something.” She brought her hands down to her hips, keeping the hold tight. “Or perhaps you are simply the exception.” She chuckled. “Consider surrender. Before your career comes to a horrific and sudden end.”

Verbal submission wasn’t one of the victory conditions, but that wasn’t what she was after at the moment. It was the complete and utter subjugation of her pride. If she could bring the Shooting Star to heel, no one in Friction was safe.