Belinda Northman Vs. Natasha Loclear - Maple Syrup Pit Match

Belinda shook her head as Natasha continued to bring the pain to her limb, causing the Swede to wince out as she tried to bear the pain. Though when the blue haired beauty brought her other leg up and gently stroke against her groin while bringing that leg up further.

She would feel how that heel of Natasha would press at her bikini though, and in that moment she would try and take ah old of the woman's foot by her ankle and start to twist it in return. If Natasha would going leave her extremities open like that Belinda was going to take full advantage of it. Trying to loop one of her legs up around Natasha's trapped legs, leaving the two in a tangled mess, wrenching on each other's legs.

Natasha put her foot out there as bait and Belinda took it almost immediately, not that she really had a choice as the alternative was to surrender her top to Natasha, an outcome she would have personally preferred but what could she really do. She winced when the blonde grabbed hold of her foot and paid her back with some ankle twisting of her own but before Belinda could get her leg up around it Natasha yanked her caught leg back towards herself to drag Belinda forwards, and hopefully snatch that bikini top of her's too.

Natasha would have to react swiftly then, releasing the girl's ankle and making a grab for her neck instead for a headlock! Then all she had to do was roll to the right so the both of them were laying on their sides in the syrup while she tightened her grip on the Northman.

It looked as if Belinda had fallen right into the trap of the blue haired beauty, as Natasha yanked her leg back while Belinda had just managed to grab a hold of that ankle, pulling the Swede closer, she din't managed to pull Belinda's top off of her but she did managed to yank the blond towards herself and with it the Shooting Star found her head grabbed and felt the shapely breast of Natasha against the side of her head.

Belinda would wince out, her hands quickly reaching up to Natasha's side as she would take to try and wrap her arms around the woman's already hurting sides. Trying to lock Natasha into a painful squeeze as she started to tighten her arms around her blue haired foes waist.

With her right arm coiled around Belinda's head like a snake Natasha felt much better, unlike other wet and messy matches she had been apart of in the past the syrup actually helped her keep a grip on the blonde. Course the same could be said for Belinda as well, it was an added layer to the puzzle that was this match and Natasha was loving the challenge of it. "How are you down there? Enjoying your stay?" Natasha said with a bit of rubbing her boob up against the side of the woman's face for some added fun for them both. The renewed sensation of pain in her sides reminded the bluenette she needed to keep on the pressure, her left hand clenching into a tight fist to pound at Belinda's sides, her back, and even a couple shots at her chest for good measure.

Belinda squeezed with her arms around that waist of the busty blue haired beauty, yet, Belinda soon started to feel how the Natasha started to throw punches down at her, wherever she could, striking the Swede's head, side and back.

The shooting star would grunt out as Rain began to overwhelm her with strikes. As this point through, Belinda would spread her legs out against the mat and try and shift her weight. Trying to turn and dip Natasha down onto her shoulders, rolling them over to try and get the former Hentai Champion into a pinning predicament.

The referee quick to move in and start the pin count. " One!..."

Natasha was slightly confused as to what Belinda was up to but if she wanted to dunk her head into the syrup then Nat saw no reason to resist those efforts. It wasn't until she heard the ref come in and start the count that she realized her shoulders were both down and Belinda was technically on top of her. "Oh no you don't!" Natasha exclaimed as she moved just enough to raise her left shoulder off the floor, ending the count at one and leaving the poor ref to now pull themselves out of the syrup and move back to the edge of the pit. "Look what you did Belinda, got the referee all sticky for nothing." Teasing the blonde was proving quite enjoyable for Natasha but she seemed to be at a stalemate with her, a change was required.

Running her hand through the maple goodness they were surrounded by Natasha scooped up a handfull and then relaxed her grip on Belinda's head, waiting for her to lift up her face so she could shove a generous helping of syrup right into Belinda's lovely face! Then it would just be a task of pushing her back and shoving the blonde away so Natasha could get back to her knees.

Belinda managed to roll Natasha over onto her shoulders and keep her there for the first count, but the blue haired woman was able to kick up and break out of the pin, only to then scoop a handful of syrup and smash it right into the Swede's face. Thankful she had been able to close her mouth and eyes just in time, before she was shoved back by that handful of syrup.

The Swede would move away from Natasha and bring her hands up to wipe her face, as she got up to her knees. Shaking her head a little as she would get her vision and all such back, all she could smell for the moment was the sickly sweet scent of syrup. She'd glare over at Natasha as she would raise her arms once more...trying to clap her hands together and then spread them out a bit, looking to offer the former Hentai Champion another test of strength, but this time on their knees.

While she waited on Belinda to rise out of the syrup Natasha took a moment to scan over herself. A generous portion of the maple goodness coated her back making for a strange but not overall unpleasant feeling, the stuff had even crept up around her sides and onto her breasts from all the rolling around the two had been doing. That she didn't mind but running her fingers through her long blue hair confirmed her fears, her mane was a syrup drenched mess that was going to take hours to clean. "The worst thing about these sticky matches is the clean up after." Spoken with a defeated sigh Natasha didn't have any more time to dwell on the future, she needed to focus on the now which included an upset looking Belinda.

"Round two? I'd be delighted." Natasha said with a playful grin as she moved forward on her knees to engage with the blonde, not hesitating but still cuatious as she now knew how strong the girl really was. This time she threw herself into the lock up, trying to use her momentum to give her an edge as she went into another test of their strength, their chests slamming together as Nat shoved back against the blonde.

Belinda would chuckle out a little at Natasha's words, as she had to agree with her on that part. " Well, at least I have short hair...must be a nightmare for you." Belinda let out as she would bring her arms up and watched Natasha move towards her. The two beautiful women shuffling towards one another in the maple syrup.

Natasha then threw herself towards the blond, causing her to grunt out as she was forced to brace against the strength of Natasha. She managed to hold against her though, hands locked tightly as large busts slammed and now mushroomed against one another. Wincing as she would lean forward and try to push Natasha backwards muscles flexing and tightening as she started to bring in that Northman strength against the beautiful blue haired foe of hers.

Natasha had bet on her getting as close to a running start as she could with the syrup clinging to her feet giving her an edge in a pushing contest with the Northman, but even that didn't pay off as not long after their renewed battle of strength began she felt herself slowly sliding backwards. Her feet shifted about trying to get a better footing but it seemed the syrup had only gotten thinner as it heated up more from the lights above, making it both easier to move her feet and for Belinda to drive her backwards! "What do you sisters eat?" Natasha shook her head in disbelief at that strength even as she chuckled at the situation, making a mental note not to test her strength again.