Karina Northman vs. Harper Williams - Unchained

“Come on, come on, come on, come on.”

Damn, Karina was tough. This wasn’t the first time Harper had trapped someone in this hold, but it was far and away the longest someone had gone without letting out so much a shriek. If it weren’t for the way the blue-haired woman’s body jerked with each strike and ever so slowly sunk towards the floor, she wouldn’t be sure if she was dealing any damage at all.

And that’s what excited her so much about tonight. There was a good fight headed her way, she could feel it. But first, she had to show Ms. Dominator just what she was messing with.

Suddenly stopping her relentless attack, the outback girl sprung to her feet, jerking Karina up a little higher along with her before she caught the wild fighter’s head between her thighs. “Oh no, you don't. Don’t you quit on me yet, big gal.” From her crouch, Harper went to pull herself up, hauling the heavier woman up along with her, the contours in her arms and shoulder pronouncing themselves as she did. “I’m ‘bout ‘ta take you for a ride!”

With a solid heave, Harper would move to hoist Karina up by the waist, lifting her onto the blonde’s shoulders before slamming her back down with a powerbomb. It was a big move, one that would require a lot of energy on Harper’s part, but she wasn’t one to sell someone soft!

Things were not going well for Karina, who suffered numerous knee strikes to the head. Fortunately for her, that head had been through hell and back throughout her career, able to take most of it with just a minor headache before the woman decided to force Karina up along with her, getting caught between those thighs wasn't exactly a bad thing, she could even turn her head enough to bite down to tease the woman but there were more important things in mind, mainly to shut this cocky girl up before things became too unbearable for Karina to listen to.

" Never say what you are planning.. " With that, she would grasp onto Harper's thighs, first massaging them just to tease before a solid squeeze from bot hands. The moment Harper leaned down to wrap those strong arms around her waist, Karina would release a roar and suddenly rise herself up to stand straight with the help of her hands, lifting the woman up and forced her upside down on Karina's back before she quickly dropped down onto her butt in an attempt to drop Harper down onto her head!

The next moment or two of Harper’s life were something of a mystery, one whose answer was going elude her for quite a bit.

She put Karina’s head between her legs, then leaned down and got the right lock on her waist. Nothing wrong with it. Sturdy, perfect. Couldn't count on both hands how many times she'd done this to a guy around her opponent's size. Shouldn't have been too much trouble.

But in the instant she went to pull her up everything just went...wrong. The world got topsy turvy for a second, she flipped over like a flapjack, and suddenly found herself with a face full of Karina’s shapely ass. Now, Harper didn’t pass physics, but she was smelling shenanigans off but how everything just went down here.

Didn’t matter anyhow. Any questions or worries she had were thoroughly knocked out of her as the taller wrestler sat backwards and piledrived the outback girl square on the noggin. Harper’s eyes rolled up into her head for a second as she fell backward, landing with a not-so-pleasant smack against the ground with her arms splayed out to the side. Everything was hazy, the wind clearly knocked out of her sails. Her head lulled from side to side, trying to remember for a second just what part of the world she was in.

With the help of her own strength and some luck, Karina managed to turn things around before it became sour. The woman was pretty strong and it looked like she was close to sending Karina through a world of hurt had it not been for her own counter. Still, that little stunt had put some pain through the back of her neck, her head was already throbbing from the strikes through her knee and she was still a little dizzy from it all, not exactly something she wanted to go through again. She was still on her rear, pushing onto the canvas with one hand so she could at least begin to rise up and turn around to still her opponent on the ground, granting Karina some more access on how to deal with her.

She considered lifting her up and go for a power slam but it might still be a little risky this early in the match, bringing her hand up to rub her own face for a moment, her cheek was bruised from one of the many knees that had slammed into it and now she considered her own punishment, leaning down to grasp Harper by the shoulder to try and turn her onto her stomach, taking a moment to rub the side of her neck before she would try straddle Harper's lower back, wanting to collect her arms to bring them between her thighs and the sides of her body to keep them trapped, starting to set the woman up for a camel clutch.

People had always told her that she was hard-headed, that it would take a whole lot to get through a skull as thick and well-fastened as Harper’s. Nobody would be able to tell that, though, from the million-mile stare that the blonde brawler had on her face now.

That was pretty much to be expected in hindsight. Harper wasn’t a wrestler by any sense of the word, but she kept up with the business as a viewer, crowding around the 20-inch with her brothers every weekend. So she was familiar with some of the moves, understood the power in each one. A piledriver always looked bad, even when you were just looking at it through a TV screen. A piledriver that she couldn’t see coming? Horrible. A piledriver she couldn’t see coming done by a six-foot brawler built like an ox?

Well, the results spoke for themselves as Harper laid slumped against the ground, barley uttering a sound saved for a pained groan. She didn’t even have the ability to protest as Karina hauled her limp form up onto her thighs. Her head hung loosely and lulled from side to side, her bangs slacken towards the ground as she looked at the canvas through half-open eyes. She mumbled absentmindedly with a big, dumb smile on her face, unaware entirely of the danger around her.

“Already time for dinner, paw~...?”

There was a certain amount of satisfaction rising within Karina as she straddled the girl, keeping her down upon the canvas and slowly starting to set her up for the camel clutch. She had to secure those arms first though but it seemed that Harper was pretty out of it already. Then again, getting piledriven down to the canvas was certainly a painful experience, especially wen a big woman like Karina was able to do it. She took a moment to rub some sweat from her forehead while she listened to the way Harper spoke, which quickly caused her lips to curl into a grin.

" Why yes.. And you're on the menu.. " She whispered softly at her opponent when she leaned forward to grasp Harper's chin with both hands, securing it firmly before she sat up straight and began to pull upon that chin, also rocking her body backwards to start putting pressure upon that spine and completely the camel clutch preparation. Now Karina's plan was going to be simpler, which was testing her opponent's flexibility while at the same time weakening her for the rest of the match!

Huh. Johnny’s apple pie smelled a bit more rosy than usual. Didn’t smell like apple. Hell, didn’t even smell like pie. Smelled more like...perfume? Harper furrowed her brows a bit, sniffing out at the oddly alluring scent making its way to her nose. It was fragrant, yeah, but there was something...more to it. Something a little bold. Dangerous. Wild. A little…

“GRHK!” Harper snapped awake from her daydream into the waking nightmare that Karina had just locked her into the in the blink of an eye. All at once, she felt a flaring pain in her back as her spine creaked and arched, her jaw grinding in agony as it wrenched back. She kicked her feet about beneath her, trying to turn her head away from the pain. The ponytail of her long, blonde hair, whipped about as she struggled. Not good. Not good at all.

Instinctively, her hands tried to go and pull the wild woman’s hands away, but found her arms restrained. The camel clutch was locked in good, and it was only made all the worse by the clear height advantage that Karina had over her. Harper’s restrained cries went up a pitch, curling her hands into fists and punching weakly against the side of Karina’s fulsome thighs. She was stuck good, completely at the beast’s mercy.

Now that she had a good grip on her opponent, it was time for Karina to start dismantling her opponent's strength and speed. She latched onto that chin with both hands and would begin to pull back, testing the woman's flexibility with merciless power while trying to make Harper's head move up high enough so she had no choice but to glare at the ceiling lights above them. " You okay down there? " She teased and would bring one hand up to gently stroke the woman's cheek while the other kept a commanding grip on that chin.

Clearly she was playing for keeps now, making the most out of the camel clutch by trying to bend the woman back further and to put plenty of pressure upon that lower back, all the while taunting and teasing her opponent to try and keep her distracted. Karina knew that it would only be a matter of time before the woman would break out of this, at the very least she considered it since it seemed Harper had plenty of strength of her own to match her. " Feel free to tap out whenever you want! " Wit hthat, she would begin to pull and yank at that chin to really start bending her opponent!

Power. Lots of power.

That’s what Harper was feeling in Karina’s clutches. She’d figured this woman was something of an "all-out" type just looking at her, and she’d gotten a taste of it earlier with the lock up, but there was something about this position that made it all the clearer. Something about being caught between this woman’s ferocious grip that allowed her to feel the strength she could bring to bear with those powerful arms of hers.

She flinched inadvertently against the hand brushing her cheek. Partly out of surprise, partly from the image Karina was helping her piece together. There was something more to this woman, more than just the way she had her caught. Something savage, like a predator.

Well there was no way in hell Harper was becoming anyone’s prey. She snapped back against the hold, trying to bring her head forward again. It was a sorry effort, and her body was only forced further back, nearly going perpendicular as the busty blonde was forced to face the ceiling lights. She kicked her legs behind her, wringing her head left and right as the pain set her back on fire. All the same, she glared back at her captor, tightening her fists. “L...like hell!” She kept on her defiance, trying to keep up her defiance as long as she could.

Karina rarely resorted to submission holds this early but it was a quick fact that Harper could be a threat if she either brawled or went with power slams, narrowing her eyes when that stubborn nature was so familiar with her own and answered by hiking the girl up by her chin, clenching her teeth together and focused solely on trying to bring plenty of pain to that spine and make things even worse for Harper to deal with!

" Yeah.. You will.. " She mumbled in return before she would suddenly release the girl, knowing that she needed plenty of other holds to get this girl weak enough for a pin or smother, getting off the blonde and grasping her by the hair to try and force her up onto her feet infront of Karina, having something in mind to keep sapping and also to humiliate the poor girl!