Misty Starlight (D) vs. Belinda Northman

Feeling the Swede roll off of her, Misty stayed laying on her back with her knees bent, moving her forearm over in front of her eyes and forehead as she panted up into the air.. She needed some time to recover, way longer than Belinda was giving her as the other woman reached out to grab at Misty's golden locks before even getting fully to her feet. The Texas let out a restless sounding groan as she was forced upwards back to feet reluctantly along with her opponent

Once fully to her feet, Belinda slip in around behind her so that her breasts were squashed up against Misty's back.. Her opponent's arms wrapped around the rookie's waist, forcing her to squat over a little with her shapely ass gently nudging into Belinda's crotch. Misty huff out a delicate mouthful of hot air, looking a little flushed in the cheeks as she was hugged closely from behind. Then suddenly she was hoisted up and over right into a German Suplex... The back of her head and shoulders coming down against the canvas with a hefty THUMP

"UuaaAHH!!" Misty struggled to breath out as her legs doubled over themselves and breasts were forced down into the underside of her chin. But that's not where things ended... keeping her arms around the midsection, Belinda turned them over and started pushing back up first to her knees and then up further, dragging a hapless Misty up along with her.. The upper half of the Texan's body drooped forwards, a few blonde strands of hair dangling over her face.. Things starting to not look so good for her.

Having slipped in behind Misty Starlight as she had pulled her up to her feet, hugging that frame firmly as she would lift and haul Misty up into the air, she slammed the young blond down and watched her fold up in half. Though, the Swede wasn't done, she would turn them over and rise up again. Dragging Misty with her as she kept her arms firmly around that waist!

Her groin bumped into that firm butt once more, as she would huff out against Misty's sweaty shoulder. Taking a deep breath, the Swede would haul Misty up into the air again! Trying to swing her back down for another German suplex! Aiming to slam those shoulders into the mat once more!

Though she wasn't done yet, as the Swede would attempt to repeat that action one more time. Turning over with Misty and trying to get them up to their feet. She would then aim to hit a third and final German Suplex! Before trying to bridge and go for that pin attempt!

Having previously already taken a northern lights suplex followed by a German Suplex, Misty was looking very groggy indeed. Her waist was hugged tightly from behind so that the Swede's body fit snuggly up against the young Texan and then with a heave she was lifted and flipped over to land on the back of her head and shoulders

"Uuck!!" Misty coughed out with a mouthful of spittle, her legs flopping over the top of her head. Belinda didn't hang around though, twisting over to one side so that Misty rolled with her... The Swede's arms relentlessly stayed around Misty's midsection. Misty got one knee under her, her ass nudging into Belinda's crotch as she was hoisted up. Reluctantly, Misty moved her legs to get towards her feet... She stumbled and slumped back down to one knee for a moment, her hand planted on the mat in front of her to keep from falling straight onto her face, but she needn't have worried about that with Belinda's arms around her waist. The shooting star dragged her all the way back up, planted her feet and bumped her crotch heavilly into Misty's butt cheeks as she tossed her back over into another German suplex

This time Misty wasn't able to let out such a loud grunt, it was more just a sigh of resignation as a soft whisp of air passed between her lips. Her attire had become bunched up awkwardly so that she was now enduring a pretty stiff wedgie, the material also pulling tightly over her large bust and pressing on her stiff nipples..

Again Belinda rolled her over and started dragging her up, Misty was just out on her feet by now.. Her body belonging to Belinda to do with as she wanted. As she was finally pulled fully up again, Misty head lulled back against Belinda's shoulder, panting up and to the side against Belinda's cheek, ruffling through her blonde locks of hair. With another hoist she was hurled over for the last German Suplex.. She came crashing down with a heavy thump, her ass sticking right up in the air with legs over her head. Although as Belinda kept the bridge, Misty's body sagged messily to one side a little.

The ref slid down hurriedly to start the count, but after taking 5 suplex including the northern lights and previous Geman that the rookie had taken, the ref might as well have taken her time, had a drink of water and then made a count to 100

"One... Two..."

Belinda didn't have a very easy time to pull Misty up the third time, at least the second time the blond had been somewhat helpful in trying to find her footing, but the third time she was going for it had been all the work of the Shooting Star. That firm rear of Misty rubbing and pressing against her crotch, as the Swede's larger bust pressed against her opponents back. She let out a huff against that shoulder and then threw her back!

That third and final German sent Misty to the ground and Belinda would bridge! She would breathe out as the referee move in and started that count. Belinda held tightly around that waist to prevent Misty from slumping over too far to the side, it was an awkward way to keep her upright, but all she needed was the keep her on her shoulders a little longer.

The third count finally came! As the referee slapped their hand down against the canvas and shouted out. " Three!.." with it they rose to their feet and called for the bell. Belinda's arms fell from Misty's waist as she would drop onto her back, panting out a bit as she would push and shuffle up to her rear, seated she would drag her hand through her dampened hair. Looking over her shoulder at the frame of the tough freshly debuted blond. Deciding to give her the praise she deserved, Belinda would push up to her feet and step up besides Misty. Offering her a hand to help her up to her feet. If it was accepted, Belinda would pull Misty up to her feet and raise her hand up!

Misty's lifeless body just flopped and crumpled over onto one side, her legs unfolding out so that she lay on her back... Her hip twisted slightly so that she was showing off her wedgied butt cheeks to one side of the audience. Her eyes was closed and lips pursed, her swollen breasts with stiff nipples puffing up and down with each rugged breath she took. She didn't even seem to be much aware of Belinda's hand being offered to her let alone be able to take it to get up to her feet.

Sandy on the outside had at first thought grimly that maybe these suplex might knock some sense into that knuckle head of a little sister of hers. But knowing Missy and her stubborness once she got the bit between her teeth, it would not... But then upon seeing her just lying there on the mat, Sandy did feel a pang of guilt at having such a thought and climbed up onto the apron to see if she was ok

"... nnhh.." Misty groaned out as she turned her head to one side and weakly moved her arm up to place the back of her wrist to her forehead

Belinda looked down at Misty as she offered her hand to her opponent, she was a bit concerned that the fellow blond didn't take her hand and allow her to help her up. She would place both hands on her knees as she bent over a bit and kept looking down on Misty.

"Hey? You okay?" Belinda asked as she would slowly bring her right hand down to pat at Misty's shoulder. Wanting to see if Misty had suffered any serious damage or anything. Or if she was just broken up about losing the match.

Sandy stood on the apron, gripping the ropes as she looked over at her sister, worried to see if she was alright as Belinda checked on her

"J-.." Misty groan out as Belinda put a hand on her to see if she was ok "Jus.. five more hours mama.." she managed finally, giving Sandy the opportunity to sigh in relief. The young rookie blinked her eyes opened with a look of dazed confusion that came from most likely waking up from unconsciousness or at least being on the edge of it.

"W-Wha..?"

Belinda would watch as Misty started to come too, though she was clearly a bit of out of it...she would keep patting and rubbing that shoulder of the young blond, as she started to see her begin to come to.

She would wave a bit to the young blond as her eyes started to open up. " Hey there, you feeling alright? Need some help getting up?" Belinda said as she would lean down a bit more, aiming to start pulling Misty up towards her feet, trying to get her to a stand with her arm draped over her shoulders to keep her upright.

"nngh..." Misty groaned rubbing the back of her forearm against her forehead and into her eyes a little. Gingerly she moved up into a sitting position, it felt like the mat was unsteadily rotating around a point rooted to the ground underneath her

"Thanks.." She murmured as she allowed Belinda to sling her arm around the Swede's shoulders and then hoisted her up onto her feet. She breathed out deeply as she leaned against Belinda, her swelled breasts puffing up and down as underneath the tight sweat moitened material of her one piece

"..Woah... guess there should be a warnin' 'bout that first step bein' a doozy.."

Belinda helped Misty up towards her feet, having to balance the fellow blond as she got her to a stand, with the arm of Misty slung over her shoulder. She'd bring her hand around Misty's hip to keep her better on her feet.

Letting out a light chuckle at the words of Misty, the Swede would start to guide her out of the ring. She'd try and get Misty down gently onto her feet outside of the ring. " Yeah, no one really tells you how rough it is to be nailed in the head. Though you did hella good there, Misty." Belinda offered some praise to the newcomer.