AV 13 Hardcore: Cecilia Northman Vs. Heather Sunderland

Pulling Heather up onto her shoulders like that seemed to have gone off without any problems at all. At least not from Heather, there was of course the pain that coursed through the body of the gorgeous blond Hardcore wrestler, who currently had a wide grin on her face as she pulled down on Heather's chin and thigh, bending the purple haired girl's back over her mighty shoulders and in all sense of the word...was torturing her with a painful submission hold.

Cecilia couldn't help but let out a light scoff, followed by a chuckle as she heard Heather let out those screams and pleas/demands to be set free. With which Cecilia would respond by bending her knees and moving down, bracing her legs as with a huge push the mighty Northern Queen would try and push herself upwards, attempting to jump up into the air and then come down onto her feet, all to try and send a massive surge of pain through Heather's spine, all to pain her rival more and more. Of course, Cecilia couldn't possibly keep that up for long, as her leg was still in a pretty nasty amount of pain. " Give up yet ?!"

Heather cried and yelled out in pain, her body just pulsating in it as she was forced to endure that painful submission hold. Her yells were slowly turning into whimpers as she was almost losing her voice from how painful it was. She squirmed more, gasping every once in a while as a jolt of pain surged through her randomly. The hold was just destroying her body, but she was going to force herself to hold on for as long as it took.

As Cecilia jumped like that, sending that massive surge of pain through her spine. She yelled louder than ever, spittle coming from her mouth as she could barely move atop her shoulders. At her question though, Heather just weakly shook her head, refusing to give in to the girl. "N...no..." She let out weakly, writhing around more atop her.

" Ooooh ? Really now. We'll see how long you can keep up." Cecilia let out with a teasing tone to her long time rival. Having Heather writhe around on her shoulders, weakly trying to fight the mighty hold of the blond beauty was simply an amazing feeling for the Swedish powerhouse. Cecilia would take a moment, before she'd take a long deep breath as she kept up the painful torture rack hold. Cecilia had to admit that Heather was holding out very well so far, especially considering what Cecilia had just done to her before the hold.

Cecilia would take a step forward, push Heather up into a comfortable position on her shoulders. After which Cecilia would push Heather upwards and throw her upperbody forwards, attempting to swing Heather off of her shoulders for an inverted forward fireman's carry slam! Attempting to slam Heather's front down hard right onto the mat with all the power that the beautiful blond wrestler could put into the throw.

"Kh..." Heather gulped, clenching her teeth hard as Cecilia kept that locked on for such a long time. Heather held on with all she had, refusing to give in for a second, wanting badly to come out of this and get her back. She groaned out more as Cecilia took that deep breath, just hoping she would give in on the hold soon before she felt Cecilia take that step forward, causing her to yelp just a bit.

She blinked as Cecilia pushed her up into a comfortable position on her shoulders before suddenly finding herself swung off her. She yelled out before slamming hard on her front on the mat, grunting in that sudden shock of pain as she lie there sprawled out.

Slamming Heather down right onto the mat like that caused the crowd to wince in sympathy for the purple haired girl, Cecilia however would keep up her wide grin as she looked down upon the sprawled out hottie that was her rival. The beautiful blond decided that this was far from over, she needed to show Heather just what it meant to get the Northern Queen serious in a match. Cecilia would try and move down so that she stood over Heather, towering over her rival, as the blond powerhouse would try and reach back for Heather's legs, attempting to fold them up under her arms as Cecilia was facing Heather's head.

With a hold of Heather's legs, as she tried to lock them into a reverse boston crab, the blond beauty would try and lean down and grab a hold of Heather's arms by the girl's wrists, trying to then proceed with her hold by attempting to pull Heather up into the air, holding the girl up off of the mat by her arms and legs as the Northern Queen tried to lock in a rocking horse submission hold on her rival. " Give up now ?!"

Heather was in quite the rough position. She was out of the torture rack, but she was helpless on the ground now. She wanted to get at least a little bit of a breather, but Cecilia was right on her, not letting her do so. She winced as the girl grabbed her legs, folding them up under her arms like that, locking her in that reverse boston crab. She groaned out from the pain, but it wasn't over. She then felt her grab her wrists, pulling her right up into the air and locking her in that rocking horse submission.

"Gaaagh!!" She yelled aloud, struggling as much as she could, trying her best to yank her arms away as her eyes were watering quite a bit from the pain. "N-noo! I'm not..I'm not gonna give up!!" She yelled back to her, shaking her head.

Cecilia's grin grew even wider now that she had Heather locked into this rocking horse submission hold. Lifting Heather up of the mat and dangling the girl in the air just a few inches above the mat, putting as much of a strain on the girl's back and limbs as she possible could. The screams that Heather let out was satisfying enough, but the fact that Heather still wanted to keep going and didn't want to give up made Cecilia let out a almost gleeful laugh. " Kahahah!!! Fine Fine!! Let's see if you can handle this!" The blond powerhouse let out as she would proceed with the next step in her plan.

She would lower Heather slightly, so that the girl's breasts were just barley touching the ground, after which the viking wrestler would attempt and start swinging Heather back and forth in the rocking horse hold, attempting to have Heather's breasts rub and skid along the mat surface, all the while the beautiful blond kept torturing Heather in the hold. " Remember the wager Heats ~ Oh how I will love hearing you say those words in front of the entire crowd ~"

"Nh--hah--ah" Heather was breathing heavily and gasping every once in a while as that strain was put on her back and limbs like that. She cried and whimpered out as Cecilia gave that laugh, just driving her situation into her and causing her heart to skip a beat. "D...damnit..ugh.." Heather cursed out, shaking her head as much as she could before she soon felt Cecilia lower her just slightly, her breasts just barely touching the ground.

"W..what are you--" She then felt her start to rock her back and forth like that, making her breasts rub and skid along the mat, causing her to wince and yelp out each time. "Auh! S-stop! God!!" She shook her head, yelling out loudly. "I'm not going t o!!!" She yelled, trying her best to twist and turn her body as she kept that rocking up, attempting to do all she could to yank out of the hold.

After a while of torturing Heather in this hold, the hold that Heather seemed to be desperate to get out of right now, which was of course understandable. Though when Heather still was adamant about not giving up, well Cecilia couldn't help but close her eyes and take a deep breath, all before she felt Heather start to squirm a bit more, shaking herself from side to side. An act that was annoying Cecilia immensely, that deep breath didn't really help Cecilia keep her cool right now. The Northern Queen would attempt to use all the might to swing Heather backwards, pulling the girl back, only to add momentum as she would try and swing Heather forward and in that swing let Heather go.

Hoping that it would cause Heather to fall down and crash face first into the mat, hopefully skidding a bit against the canvas as well. After the long and arduous hold, Cecilia would take a step back, rolling her shoulders and panting out for air a bit. Following which she would shake her head, attempting to bite through the fatigue that was building up, and in turn try and go off towards Heather, attempting to take a hold of Heather's long purple mane and try to hoist the girl up into a seated position in front of the mighty Northern Queen, trying to hold the girl in place by a firm grip on her hair. " You don't seem to understand my little rival ~. Let me explain to you, this match is mine, it was mine from the start...You can't beat me Heats ~ Get it through this thick skull of yours." Cecilia would let out as her other hand would move over to curl up into a fist and then try and rain that first down onto the side of Heather's head for a mighty punch.

Heather kept up her struggles, doing anything that she could to maybe try and unbalance or annoy Cecilia enough to let her go. Fortunately for her it seemed to be working in some way. However the way Cecilia let go was definitely not one that Heather would have preferred at any time. She yelled out as she was let go with the swing, crashing face first into the mat and skidding across the canvas a bit. She groaned out, her body aching and pulsating in pain.

As Cecilia came back up to her, giving her just a little bit of time for her to breathe in and out a bit, she soon felt her grab her hair, hoisting her up in a seated position. She winced, whimpering at those worde before seeing Cecilia curl her hand up into a fist. She had to do anything that she could to get out of that, her thoughts running through her mind before she quickly tried to take action. She swung her fist up at Cecilia, trying to hit her hard in her breast before she could slam that fist onto her head, knowing if Cecilia connected with that punch it could certainly just knock her out right there.