Jackpot PPV: Bingo Match: Astrid Arvidsson vs Misaki Toyoda

“You prefer be driven through something else before being asked for sex?” Astrid asked playfully, as if it really was about the table and not the situation itself.

The long-haired blonde noticed that her question confused her rival. And there was nothing to blame her for. However, it didn't change anything for Astrid. She really preferred to act rather than beat around the bush. And she never considered it right to restrain emotions. Therefore, she always tried to go with the flow, especially in those moments when she was overcome by passion. She still remembered the day she first entered the AFW ring. Her debut was one of the best matches of that period. But Astrid also remembered this because she made her rival such an offer, which she had just made to Misaki.

However, they may well postpone this conversation. The Golden Dragon was determined to finish this match and then enjoy the remaining time in Las Vegas before returning to Japan. And, apparently, the Ace of Berserk was also not going to slow things down, despite the fact that a few minutes ago she was unconscious. The brunette confidently moved towards Astrid and the descendant of the great Vikings with a gambling smile moved towards her.

It seemed that Misaki wanted to try close contact again. Astrid did not share this desire and therefore, when the distance was reduced, the blonde accelerated sharply. She was going to swing her right hand and send a punch to her opponent's head. But after a moment it became clear that this was not necessary. Misaki also accelerated, but this time she acted differently. The Japanese woman dived down and then her legs wrapped around the blonde's legs. Not expecting such a move, the woman in the black bunny suit lost her balance and began to fall forward. Although it didn't last long, gravity did almost all the work and the Golden Dragon collapsed onto the mat, hitting her head hard.

"Ach!" she screamed briefly.

It wasn't the worst fall in her life, but it was still enough to fill her head with burning pain and dizziness. The blonde involuntarily covered her face with her hands, trying to calm the pain. But her opponent, having gained an advantage at the beginning of the round, acted quickly. At first, the Golden Dragon felt that Misaki layed on her, pressing her to the mat, after which the Ace of Berserk pushed Astrid's left arm to the side and wrapped her legs around it. Even through the dizziness, the descendant of the great Vikings realized exactly what would happen next. And she wasn't wrong. Misaki joined her palms right on Astrid's face, and then began to pull the blonde's upper body back.

"Ggggghhhh!!!!!" the Norwegian woman began to groan painfully.

It was difficult to compare these feelings with anything. She wasn't exactly the most flexible woman in the league. And now her back wasn't ready to say thank you for her rival's actions. But even worse were the sensations on the blonde's face. The palms of the Japanese woman literally was touring the skin off Astrid's face. This became her main motivator to use her free hand. The Golden Dragon grabbed her opponent's right wrist. She tried to put all her muscles into squeezing that wrist like a vise to loosen the brunette's grip, move her hand aside and force her to break the hold.

The descendant of the great Vikings did not expect to be in such an unpleasant situation. Time seemed to have turned back and she seemed to be at the beginning of the second round again. The only difference was that now her opponent was trying to break her with a submission hold, and not with a throw. Everyone makes mistakes, Astrid wasn't going to deny it. But at the same time, she also wasn't going to just accept it. She won't give up so easily.

And so, despite the terrible pain from Misaki's hands on her face, the blonde began to resist. Using the strength of her arm, she grabbed her opponent's wrist. She knew that if she put enough effort into it, the Japanese woman simply wouldn't be able to keep straining her palms. And she was right. After a while, Misaki's grip really started to weaken. Fighting with wild pain, the Golden Dragon tried not to give up her position, hoping for an early release.

She finally succeeded. Misaki uncoupled her palms and Astrid's head almost immediately fell to the mat. The first thing she did was take a few quick breaths, trying to ward off the painful feeling on her face. Her skin wasn't exactly grateful for this submission hold. The Golden Dragon's face seemed to be on fire. But now was not the time to relax. The only problem was that the brunette realized this before Astrid.

Even before the Norwegian woman started moving, Misaki started moving her legs. Astrid's eyes widened when she realized that her opponent's legs were wrapped around her left leg. She had enough experience to understand that Misaki did not intend to change tactics. The long-haired blonde tried to turn around and push the Ace of Berserk away, but it was too late, Misaki pressed Astrid to the mat with all her weight. And after a moment, the Japanese woman's right arm wrapped around the neck of the Golden Dragon. Misaki used her other hand to close one of the most effective holds Astrid knew. It was a fucking STF.

"Ggghhh..." Astrid groaned in a strangled voice at the moment when her opponent began to pull her upper body back.

In the blink of an eye, the Golden Dragon was deprived of oxygen. This involuntarily caused her to use both hands to grab Misaki's arm. Astrid struggled to loosen her rival's grip, because without oxygen she had no chance to escape. But after a few moments it became clear to her that she was unlikely to have time to overcome the strength of her rival. She was too tired. In the hope of salvation, the blonde looked around.

"Fuck..." she thought.

The ropes were too far away to crawl towards them. Given her fatigue and lack of oxygen, she simply won't be able to do it. Is it really going to be the same one-sided round as it was the first time Misaki got the win? Astrid was well aware that she had only two options. Either lose consciousness or to tap. The striped shirt was nearby and Astrid guessed what question she was about to hear.

"Astrid, you give up?"

Hell no. Trying to control herself, Astrid concentrated on stopping making painful groans. It uses up oxygen, which was now worth its weight in gold to her. Funny, considering she's the Golden Dragon. Instead of tapping, she clenched her fists and pressed them to the mat. Streams of sweat were running down her red, because of Misaki's hold, face. But Astrid began to lift her body above the mat, using her forearms as a support.

It wasn't hard to see how much her hands were trembling. She had to lift not only her own weight, but also the weight of her opponent, who was on her back. It seemed that Astrid's head was about to explode, because of the tension, her skin color looked like a summer tomato. And yet, the Golden Dragon rose higher and higher. She used her free leg, bending it at the knee. Dark spots began to appear in front of her eyes, which was a sure sign that she was beginning to lose consciousness. Her lungs were ready to burst from the inside, there was practically no oxygen left.

Showing willpower, to the loud applause of the audience, Astrid rose on three limbs. The choice of a fighter is always very simple. Either give up. Or find the strength to continue the fight. Astrid considered herself not just a fighter, but a real warrior. And she had no intention of giving up. Using the last grain of oxygen in her lungs, she was determined to put all her strength into her hands and free leg in order to push off from the mat, and then try to turn her body. She wanted to try to fall on her back and thereby press Misaki to the mat with all her weight. It was difficult for her to guess whether this would be enough to force her rival to let her go. But it was definitely better than just losing!

It was like fucking hell. Astrid's head was ready to explode due to tension, fatigue and lack of oxygen. So what was driving her at this moment? What prevented her from simply tapping giving the round to her opponent in order to get a chance to start a new round more successfully? Pride? Stubbornness? No. Something deeper.

The Golden Dragon has said more than once that she considers herself the same warrior as her great ancestors were. And she never lied. As a true warrior, she was always looking for the most difficult challenges for herself. And did she really have the right to give up now? No. The fact that her opponent was strong and her situation was deplorable, on the contrary, pushed the Norwegian woman forward. And so she was ready to pass out in an attempt to free herself, but she wasn't ready to tap.

Overcoming the pain and dizziness, she rose on three limbs, and then leaned back. Misaki's body crashed into the mat, and Astrid's entire weight pressed her on top. The grip on the blonde's leg and neck loosened. She had rolled off her opponent and now they were both lying on their sides. The Golden Dragon first coughed, and then began to gulp air greedily. Tears involuntarily flowed from her eyes, which was not surprising, considering what she had just been through.

"Act, act, act!!!" mentally she ordered herself.

And it was the right order. Her body was wadded, and her head was still spinning. But she knew that if she gave Misaki at least a few moments of rest, she would regain the advantage. And in this case, even Astrid could not be sure that she would cope with another such hold. She must act. Quickly.

Clenching her jaw, she forced herself to turn to the Ace of Bersek and get up on all fours. Right now, she would hardly be able to lift her opponent to her feet. Besides, she didn't have the confidence that the brunette would let her do it. It was necessary to weaken her. In one simple but effective move. Therefore, Astrid was going to reach out to Misaki's shoulder in order to turn her on her back. And at the same second, without hesitation and delay, the Golden Dragon was going to connect both her palms into a lock in order to make a swing, and then drop these palms directly onto Misaki's stomach in order to deprive her of strength with a double axe handle strike!

It could be said that Astrid was used to pain in a way. The Norwegian woman has always preferred the toughest possible matches in order to test the maximum of her abilities. She believed that only in this way she would be able to achieve her goal and write her name in history.

However, now it seemed to her that every cell of her body was filled with pain. Misaki made a huge amount of effort to hold the pitch, the consequences of which turned out to be much more serious than the Golden Dragon thought. It was difficult for her to move, pain and fatigue became obstacles in her way. And the only thing that kept her fighting right now was her fortitude.

Astrid knew she didn't have time for a break. Misaki was damn strong. This Japanese woman possessed not only a high level of skill, but also no less firm fortitude than the blonde. And so the Golden Dragon couldn't let the pain and fatigue get in the way. She was a warrior. And there is no greater honor for a warrior than to fight a worthy opponent. Therefore, Astrid was willing to go even through Helheim in order to surpass the Ace of Berserk.

Clasping her palms together, the Golden Dragon brought down a real hammer on Misaki's stomach. The faces of many viewers at this moment twisted, because they understood how much damage the brunette's core had just received. The reaction of the Ace of Berserk was not long in coming. The Japanese woman let out scream while saliva flew out of her mouth. The brunette turned on her side, curled up, it seems that, like Astrid, her strength was running out.

"Puf... puf... puf..." Astrid was breathing heavily, standing on all fours.

Large drops of sweat were falling from her face. The atmosphere in the hall was tense to the limit. The audience supported them both. It seems they didn't expect that it's so hot when women in bunny costumes kicking shit out of each other. Astrid didn't know how seriously Misaki took her suggestion to have sex after the match. But Astrid knew for sure that Misaki had awakened passion in her.

The Golden Dragon's entire body was heavy. She desperately wanted to take a few moments to at least catch her breath. But instead, she intended to grab her opponent's head. Astrid moved slowly due to fatigue and pain and she could only hope that Misaki was not in the best condition. Because if they are equally tired, then the outcome of this confrontation will be decided only by willpower.

Astrid was going to force her opponent to get to her feet. As much as she didn't want to end this match in one move, Astrid understood that the risk was too great. And she couldn't let Misaki stop her. She needed to take as much strength from the brunette as possible before finishing all this.

Therefore, she was determined to make the Japanese woman straighten to her full height before wrapping arms around Misaki's arms and waist. Surely someone wanted and waited for this. The Golden Dragon was going to press her front against her opponent's front, forcing their bellies to touch and their breasts to press into each other. Looking into the eyes of the Ace of Berserk, Astrid intended to strain her arms and lift her above the mat. Yes, that's right. The blonde was going to do everything possible to squeeze Misaki's body as hard as possible in order to literally squeeze the strength out of her with the help of destructive a bearhug hold!