AV 13 Hardcore: Cecilia Northman Vs. Heather Sunderland

Driving her shoulder right into Heather's back was a satisfying payback after the heavy hits that the blond beauty had just taken, feeling and seeing Heather slump down against the turnbuckle like that almost made Cecilia wanna join her. Though she knew that if she wanted to win this epic bout with her fierce rival, she had to keep pushing and she had to keep fighting. For that reason Cecilia would pull herself a step back, creating a bit of room between her shoulder and Heather's back, before trying to drive it right back into the pained region, which had been the focus of Cecilia's assault throughout this match.

If she could hit that second semi-spear, then Cecilia would try and move up into a stand and grab a handful of Heather's hair by the roots on the back of her head, and forcefully try and yank Heather backwards, attempting to pull Sunderland out of the corner and quickly turn Heather around, so that the girl was facing the blond powerhouse. Cecilia would proceed by attempting to keep her hold at the back of Heather's hair, by the scruff of her neck and proceed to try and pull her rival and former lover into a deep long kiss. Wanting to pay Heather back for the earlier move that she had done on her.

Following which, Cecilia would try and drive her knee right up into Heather's toned midsection, trying to get the girl to slightly double over so that the mighty powerhouse wrestler could try and wrap the arm that had a hold of Heather's hair around the girl's head, and move the other one up in under Heather's armpit and move it up to the back of the girl's head to interlock it with the arm that had just wrapped around Heather's head. With this, Cecilia would try and pull Heather's face right up into the impressive cleavage of Cecilia's large orbs, pulling her rival into a breast smother as she tried to then pull them out from the corner a bit, so that they were closer towards the center of the ring than the corner.

" Phew...time to show you what a real finisher feels like." Cecilia would let out in a teasing tone as she kept a wide grin on her face, absolutely loving this high-stakes and painful match with her rival. After speaking those words, Cecilia would attempt to jump backwards, arching her back in a steep angle as she pushed Heather's head uppwards, or currently it would be backwards for Cecilia and forwards for Heather, with this Cecilia would attempt to drive the tip of Heather's head down hard against the mat with a painful impact, as Cecilia pulled out the move which she had named after the sword of certain death...Tyrfing.

Heathergroaned out as she remained against the corner, gritting her teeth as she breathed heavily in and out. She wanted to just rest there, but Cecilia wasn't going to let her do so. As soon as she felt Cecilia step back, she was about to do the same before suddenly she drove her shoulder right back into her back. Heather's body arched in pain, yelling out as the spear like move just sent quite the jolt through her.

Next thing she knew, Cecilia grabbed her hair , yanking her backwards and turning her around. Before she could say anything, she was suddenly pulled right into that kiss, her face turning a deep red as she froze up. She let out a little muffled groan, squirming around a bit before suddenly feeling that knee slam right into her midsection. She groaned out loudly, doubling over before Cecilia would go to set her up for her next move.

Another muffled groan escaped her mouth as she was shoved into that breast smother, her face a deep red again as she heard those words. She tried to struggle and pull herself out, but before she could she was caught in Cecilia's finisher. Her head was slammed down hard onto the mat, ending up in her being sprawled out there, whimpering out a bit as she could barely even tell where she was.

The impact that came from driving Heather's skull into the mat with her finisher shook the mat and the crow went wild. Was it over now ? that was probably the thought that ran through many of the spectators heads as they looked upon the two beauties that were roughly in the center of the ring. Heather sprawled out on the mat, and Cecilia who soon rolled over onto her front and pushed herself up onto her hands and knees.

The mighty blond prowled her way down towards Heather, as she went and placed one of her knees against the side of Heather's face, pressing down her hand against her rival's chest as she raised the other hand up into the air, moving her finger up as the ref girl came in beside her and started up the count.

" One!" the crowd and the ref shouted out as Cecilia made her count with her fingers on her free hand to try and spur the crowd on a bit more, trying to make sure to win in a way that would make her seem like the better and more dominant wrestler of the two.

Heather groaned out as Cecilia pushed herself up, almost not even being able to tell that that was going on. She shook her head, feeling Cecilia place her knee against the side of the face. She bit her lip as she pressed her hand down against her chest, raising the other in the air. It was clear that Cecilia thought she had the win and she was being quite a bit cocky about it.

"TWO!" That hand came down for a second count, almost sending some sort of reverberation through Heather as her senses jolted. She grit her teeth, putting all her energy into bucking up in the pin just as that hand was coming down for the third count, forcing her shoulder up and successfully kicking out of it.

It all seemed to be going right for Cecilia as she saw the ref keep up the count and the crowd as well, the raised her second finger as the two count came and when the ref was about to smack her hand down for the three count, she raised her third finger. Though it was cut to and abrupt halt when Heather kicked out of the pin, making Cecilia's eyes widen in surprise as her mouth hung open. " Wha..kh..no!" Cecilia let out in frustration as Heather kicked out of the pin. If only she hadn't been so cocky about it, the Northern Queen might have picked up a win here, with a more securely locked in pin.

Cecilia grit her teeth and pushed herself up towards her feet, shaking her head a bit from left to right as her long hair whipped back and fort from it. " Okay...okay...that's it!" Cecilia let out as she would attempt to raise her foot up into the air and then proceed to try and stop it down hard, right onto Heather's chest, attempting to drive her foot down with as much might as she could and proceeding to then grind that foot down against Heather's chest. " You're done now Heats! I'm ending you once and for all ~ Hope you enjoyed your stay in MY ring." Cecilia let out as it was clear that she had gotten a bit frustrated about Heather kicking out.

Heather breathed in and out deeply as she broke the pin. She stared up at the lights on the ceiling, her mouth hanging open as she tried her best to recover herself. She was slightly glad about Cecilia's cocky pin, making it a little easier for her to kick out, but she gave herself as much credit as she could. She bit her lip, smiling and nodding to herself a bit, trying to get some sort of relief to come over her before suddenly she felt that foot stomp down hard onto her chest.

"GAAGH!" She yelled out in pain, the air forced out of her as she continued to grind her foot on her chest. She writhed around and whimpered, weakly trying to push her foot away as she was in quite the predicament. "N-not..your..ring.."

" Oh ?! Is that right !?!? " Cecilia let out as she would try and ramp up the pressure by attempting to grind her foot down as hard as she could against Heather's breasts. After which Cecilia would attempt to use her foot to try and roll Heather down onto her front, trying to make it so the girl was in the very center of the ring. Where the blond beauty would then attempt to seat herself down on Heather's back and grab onto a handful of her rival's long purple colored hair. " We'll see who's ring it is after a winner is declared then~" Cecilia teased as her grin started to come back to her face again.

"I think it's time to see just how flexible you are ~" The northern queen let out as she would try and pull Heather's head in under her armpit, attempting to place her rival in a dragon sleeper like hold. Following which Cecilia would try and wrap her arm around the arm of Heather's closest to her body, the opposite one of the arm of which side Cecilia wrapped her arm around Heather's neck and head, all to try and lock Heather into Cecilia's submission finisher, the dragon clutch sleeper submission which she had named after the mighty rope that was used to hold the mighty Fenris-wolf...Gleipnir.

"Y-yes" Heather let out as Cecilia ramped up the pressure like that. She yelled out in pain before she was rolled over on her front. She breathed in and out deeply, scratching at the mat a bit before she felt Cecilia sit herself down on her back. She clicked her tongue, gritting her teeth as she squirmed underneath her, shaking her head. She cursed out a bit, knowing that whatever was coming wasn't good for her.

"Wh..nh..n-no!" Heather let out as her head was pulled into that dragon sleeper like hold, yelling out as she soon continued to lock her inher finisher, that dragon clutch sleeper. She yelled out loudly, the pain surging through her right away as she quickly stared to frantically struggle. She tried to thrash her body side to side, trying to attack her with her other arm's elbow as much as she could in the position, doing all she could to get out of this as soon as possible.

With her hold now locked in and with Heather trashing about as the beautiful blond kept trying to singe in the hold firmly on Heather. Trying to firmly squeeze her arm around Heather's head and neck and keep that arm trapped firmly. The powerful Swedish wrestler would attempt and start to pull back on Heather, leaning back as she tried to bend Heather's back in a painful C-shaped arc that would probably be very painful for the already damaged back of Heather.

Cecilia's arm that had wrapped around Heather's arm would try and slide towards Heather's chest, attempting to reach for the her rival's breasts and attempt to grab a firm hold of one of the girl's mounds, trying to grope and start to gently massage and slide her hand around the girl's tit. " No ? No ? I'd rather have you say Yes, Yes. Now, how about you give up and be the lesser wrestler that you are ?" Cecilia teasingly mocked Heather as she kept that grin on her face, wanting to make sure to try and keep Heather in the painful hold as she mixed in a bit of pleasureful treatment for the beautiful Sunderland girl.

Heather just groaned and yelled even more as she was locked firmly in that hold. The pain was just surging through her and she wanted desperately for some kind of relief from it. She squirmed around moreand more, feeling her pull back hard before suddenly feeling that hand slide onto her chest, feeling her grab hold of it and starting to grope and massage it.

"H-hah...aahn~!" Her yells were mixed in with moans as Cecilia added that pleasure to the pain, sending her body on even more of a crazy trip. She cried and whined out, her body just aching as she squirmed around. "N-no..You..c-can..break my back b-before I give up.." She let out, refusing with all her might,still truing to rock and unbalance her, just doing everything that she possibly could.