Alison Seong vs Astrid Arvidsson (Clash in Mud)

Shit. It was difficult to describe it in other words. Half of the problem was that Astrid knew that her punches weren't enough to make Alison even stagger. And the other half of the problem was that the Norwegian woman was now lying in the mud with practically no vision and breathlessness. If anyone thinks that she had even one reason to be happy, then it was a deep delusion.

She tried her best to clear her eyes. Both of her arms were bent at the elbows and she carefully tried to remove the dirt from her eyes. And the moment she opened them, something not entirely intelligible happened. Alison sank down. It was not quite clear why. Did she just slip? Then why was she clutching her head? Was she in pain? Not the most logical thought. The pain from the blows comes immediately, not after. This is not a time bomb.

The only suggestion Astrid could make is that the former champion put a lot of effort into pretending that the previous strikes had no effect. Well, if that was the case, then she succeeded, because for the audience it looked like she was the one who stayed on her feet anyway, while Astrid fell into the mud. It was a blow to the blonde's pride, no doubt about it. But the Golden Dragon caught herself thinking that her rival should have spent a lot of energy on this. Perhaps in the long run, this will at least play into her hands a little.

But for now, she had to deal with another problem, because the American-Korean woman leaned on her, pressing Astrid with all her weight to the mat and mud. In addition to this, the former champion tried to wrap her arms around her. In part, it was like a clinch. What did she want to achieve by this? Catch her breath or wear Astrid out? The reasons were not really that important. She had to do something. Astrid had no intention of losing just because this upstart decided she was top one here. Plus, Alison made a mistake when she tried to squeeze Astrid's arms bent elbows to her waist.

"Nice actress, but shitty fighter," Astrid hissed so that only Alison could hear her.

The descendant of the great Vikings directed strength into her arms and straightened them, freeing them from Alison's grip. A blow to pride did not mean defeat in the match. And if this bitch thought she could continue to pretend that Astrid's strikes meant nothing to her, then the Golden Dragon would beat her until the former champion could no longer move. Although this will have to wait a bit. Striking while this body pressed her against the mat would be very problematic. But Alison's head was in a very comfortable position for something else.

The Golden Dragon intended to grab her rival's head with both hands and then pinch Alison's face between her two juicy boobs. Let the former champion enjoy it while she still has oxygen in her lungs. Astrid was determined to tense her arms and keep her rival in place, it was hardly a way to get victory, but it was a way to take some of the strength out of the brunette.

“Just don’t be jealous that your babes aren’t so beautiful like mine,” she would chuckle.

Astrid's lips curved into a grin as she heard the words about the bitch in the mud. Well, that was part of the truth, it was pointless to deny. Usually, the Norwegian woman kept her mouth shut during the match, only occasionally commenting on those moments when she was overwhelmed by the passion of the fight. But today was a different case. Today she wanted to play on her rival's nerves. She wanted Alison to start boiling like a teapot. It seems that the Korean-American woman thought that everyone around her had to put up with her foul temper. Well, maybe others were really ready for it. But not Astrid, who was ready to put any upstart in place if necessary.

And for the Golden Dragon, the inarticulate sounds that her rival made after her face plunged into the depths of her boobs became a real joy. Alison's first reaction was erratic arm and leg movements. The brunette was splashing mud, which forced Atsrid to close her eyes, she did not want to lose her sight again at such a good moment. She even wondered if the former champion was enjoying her position. Although unlikely, she was too proud for that. And this was confirmed at the moment when the brunette tried to pull herself together and put her hands on the hips of the Golden Dragon in an attempt to create space between them. Astrid chuckled loudly.

"What's the matter, Alison?" she asked. "Too good for you?"

Astrid strained her arms even harder to keep her rival in place. Although, of course, this could not last long, she knew it. Even though the blonde was a confident and proud woman, she more than fully understood that the former champion was strong enough and that if they just continued to lie like that, then in a few moments Alison would free herself. Moreover, the dirt only prevented the Golden Dragon from holding her grip. Something had to be changed. And Astrid even knew what it was.

The Norwegian woman redirected her strength to her legs and tried to find a fulcrum. Slightly raising the right side of her body, she intended to drop back sharply and make a roll. Thus, she intended to turn the women over and take the top position. This was not only to strengthen her leadership and make the task more difficult for Alison. But and in order for the brunette to become completely covered in mud now, the audience would surely appreciate it.

Although, of course, the main reason was that in such a position the Golden Dragon would put additional pressure on the face of her rival. If this bitch is really as tough as she thinks she is, let she try to free herself now. Surely she will have more problems with that, which could not but rejoice the descendant of the great Vikings.

Astrid had plenty of time and intended to use that time to weaken the former champion even more. She was endurance enough, but with a rival like Alison, every battery counted and she knew that she needed to take as much power from the former champion as possible. Because in that case the brunette will no longer be able to pretend that the blows of the Golden Dragon mean nothing to her. Plus, even though she wasn't about to say it out loud, Alison's face between her voluminous boobs gave her some intimate pleasure as well.

She got her. Astrid had a smug smile on her face. In any other situation, she would have received pleasure only from the fact that the other woman's face is locked between her voluminous breasts. But now she was enjoying the fact that it was Alison. Astrid was an infinitely proud woman. And more than anything else, she loved to put in their rightful place any narcissistic upstarts. And now she enjoyed every second that this brunette, who clutched at her old achievements, was dipped in the mud and was in a very humiliating position for her.

"Where is your dirty tongue now, Alison?" she asked, continuing to taunt the former champion. "Oh right, your fucking tongue and your face are right between my boobs."

The audience did not stand aside. Even if it hadn't been a mud match, they would have loved it, she was sure of it. But the fact that the two women wrestled in the mud, pressing their bodies against each other, undoubtedly greatly delighted all the fans. Let them enjoy. Astrid was never shy about her body and she liked to catch rapturous glances. Of course, she would never go to a hentai match or something like that. But what was happening now she certainly liked.

However, she likes this beginning much less that Alison's fist landed in her ribs. Astrid let out a growl through her teeth. Despite the fact that her rival could not hit with full force, it was still more than enough for the pain to go through the entire body of the blonde. And it only got worse when a second fist crashed into her ribs. The descendant of the great Vikings understood that this could not continue. She saw no way to maintain her position. But who said that this would all be over?

Despite the fact that she was mainly a striker, she had a reserve of other movements. Many people forgot about this, thinking that Astrid is not capable of fighting well in any substance. Oil and mud were a big hindrance to make strikes and throws. Victoria told her about another blonde who lost a match in the mud because she did not have sufficient submission skills. Well, unfortunately for Alison, Astrid had those skills.

When the brunette was about to hit the Golden Dragon for the third time, the Norwegian woman rose sharply, freeing the former champion's face. But if at that moment Alison thought that everything was over, then she was too naive. Astrid was about to grab her rival's hand at the wrist. And although mud was mostly a hindrance, now this substance has played into the hands of the Norwegian woman.

She was about to slide off Alison's body, simultaneously turning her legs towards her rival's head. Who already guessed? That's right. Astrid was intent on trying to squeeze Alison's elbow joint with her powerful hips and then place her crossed legs on the former champion's neck and chest! Did she not like it when her face was between Astrid's tits? Well, then let's see how she likes this hard armbar! After all, now Astrid was going to start putting pressure on her rival's arm, starting to hurt her!

Astrid snorted in displeasure. Despite the fact that she moved quickly, this was not enough to make her armbar perfect. Even before she could fully fix her opponent's hand, Alison twisted and grabbed her hand with her other hand, not allowing the blonde to apply maximum pressure. It seems, despite the long tongue, she had a pretty good reaction.

However, this did not mean that the Golden Dragon was going to give up her intentions. Straining her arms, she tried to break the brunette's lock, it was difficult for her to increase the pressure, but she did not want to give up the advantage she received. At the same time, she tried not to forget about her legs, using every opportunity to keep Alison as close to the mat as possible.

The Norwegian woman had no doubts about the strength of her rival, because the physical characteristics spoke for themselves. And this was a very good reason not to let the former champion free herself. Naivety was never Astrid's trait, she was sure that she would not force her rival to submit with the help of this submission hold. But she knew that if she hurt the brunette's arm hard enough, then the chances of winning would increase significantly.

But the more she tried to keep the former champion in the hold, the faster it became clear that Alison was not going to give up. She not only continued to hold her hand, but also centimeter by centimeter moved, turning in the direction of the Golden Dragon. And although Astrid kept building up the pressure with her legs, she soon realized that she needed to change tactics.

"Stubborn bitch..." she thought.

Perhaps she should have thrown the American-Korean woman aside in order to regroup. But that wasn’t the blonde’s style, especially since most of her skills were based on mixed martial arts. And her experience suggested that everything possible should be done in order to keep the pace. And if she pushed her rival, then the pace would be lost.

“Okay, huh,” she gasped.

She unhooked her legs and it seemed that now she would finally let go of the former champion. But instead, the Golden Dragon was going to try to swing her left leg over the brunette's head, and then clasp her legs together again. It wasn't the most rational decision to keep holding the armbar, but she was going to test how much oxygen was in Alison's lungs with a triangle choke!

It was definitely not easy. Astrid had to be as focused as possible in order to make quick and effective decisions. Her rival was not going to give up just like that, it was clear. The brunette tried to find a way out of this situation every time. And the Golden Dragon tried to use her entire arsenal of holds in order to prevent the American-Korean woman from getting rid of it so easily.

The blonde's legs closed around Alison's neck. Astrid leaned back to maximize the pressure. She was going to do her best to ensure that every move Alison turned into a test. She was by no means the lightest fluff, so the brunette will surely have problems with this. The Golden Dragon strained the muscles of her legs, trying to strangle her rival. It was a very effective hold. She knew that even if she did not manage to keep Alison in this position for a long time, it would take a lot of power from the brunette.

Astrid couldn't tell that she felt like a fish in water. However, the oil match with Daisuke gave her some additional experience in such things. And now she did not feel any discomfort due to the fact that the mud enveloped her body. Plus, even though she thought Alison was just a narcissistic bitch, two women in the mud it's a fucking hot thing.

She had no idea if the American-Korean woman was thinking the same thing. But it was clear that Alison was not happy with the current state of affairs. Despite the fact that Astrid cut off her access to oxygen, it only seemed to make her act more actively. The Golden Dragon snorted in displeasure, realizing that she would not be able to restrain the brunette for a long time if she continued to twitch from side to side.

And although she tried to do everything possible to force Alison to stay in place, at some point her rival jerked back too hard. The mud played into her hands in this. Alison's hand slipped from Astrid's hands and because of this, the descendant of the great Vikings lost the point of impact. This upset her balance and loosened her legs grip. A moment later, Alison slipped out of the hold, forcing the Golden Dragon's legs to fall onto the mat.

Wasting no time, Astrid rolled back, she didn't want to risk this time. The long-haired blonde intended to get up on one knee and catch her breath. Her lavender eyes were fixed on Alison. She brushed the mud off her face and grinned as she rose to her feet.

"It's harder than talking, isn't it, huh?" she asked.

She clearly implied that the loud words Alison had said earlier did not seem to be as loud now. Astrid took a fighting stance, fists raised to chin level, and then she lunged forward. She couldn't take too wide steps, she didn't want to slip and fall, but she tried to close the distance in order to send a left jab to the brunette's chin, and then try to go for a right cross to her left cheek!