Cecilia Northman Vs. Rosaria Thorn

Smacking her feet into those big bags of Rosaria was quite satisfying, felt like quite decent payback for that slam of hers and it got the girl down right how the blond beauty wanted her too. With her legs now placed over the busty Spanish beauty and her pulling and hyper-extending that arm of hers. Though that wasn't enough, Cecilia soon would attempt to twist and work over that arm to hurt it even further, doing her best to try and torture and punish that Rosaria for her earlier submission hold.

The wild swings of Rosaria were quite amusing, from the position she didn't exactly have the best vantage point to do much but still she tried and it was a sign that this was a tough girl who was gonna put up one hell of a fight. However soon enough Rosaria began to try and lash out her feet, few kinda stinging blows came here and there, Cecilia found it rather impressive how much the raven haired beauty was fighting. " Gotta try harder Rosaria!" Cecilia let out as she'd attempt to pull harder and harder, twisting that arm more and more. However that wasn't all she would do, she would proceed to try and lift up one of her legs up and then try to bring her foot down heel first right down onto the upper chest of Rosaria.

"Gah!" Rosaria shouted out as Cecilia brought her foot slamming down right between her breasts, the Spanish woman able to feel her rib cage straining underneath the force of the blow in a clear sign she needs to avoid that from now on. Despite the pain shooting up her arm and through her chest like lightning, or perhaps because of it, Rosaria continues to slam her tightly clenched fist into the legs of Cecilia, aiming for the sides of the blonde's knees in order to weaken the joints themselves and hopefully take away some of the woman's ferocious power. She kept her body turned as much towards Cecilia as she could to keep the pressure on her elbow from being as bad as it could be, not wanting to fight Cecilia with one arm the rest of the night.

Stuck as she was Rosaria turned her head in search of the nearest ropes, finding them to be a few yards directly behind her but certainly not out of her reach if she could only manage to drag Cecilia along with her. In a testament to her strength she began doing just that, pushing against the mat with her legs and free arm, watching as the ropes grew closer and ready to reach out and try to grab hold once she was near.

With the powerful grasp that Cecilia now had on Rosaria's arms, the tightly locked in armbar which she used to torture the girl and give her a fair share of payback for her own earlier submission hold. If that was all too it to have her own bend and extended by Cecilia's fearsome might then it would probably be enough for most people to just tap out already, but the blond wasn't going to treat Rosaria as some second tier wrestler, as she was pulling out all the stops to try and make this hold as painful as possible.

She brought that foot of hers up and slammed it down right into the chest of the busty Spanish beauty. Though as the girl started to try and pull herself towards the ropes, Cecilia would proceed to try and push her hips up off of the mat a bit, attempting to put further strain and pain upon that arm of Rosaria, attempting to make the arm as useless as possible for the future of this match. The more she could pain it before the Spanish hottie could reach the ropes the better. " Don't make me have to break your arm! Hah!"

The ropes had been the last thing on her mind when she first found herself caught in the blonde woman's arm bar, so used to fighting in a cage where there was no such thing as a rope break the thought that she could escape using them hadn't even occurred to her until just a moment ago. Still she needed to reach them before Cecilia would be forced to break the submission hold and as strong as she knew she was the going was slow, each time her body rose off the mat and lurched closer to the edge of the ring only bringing her a foot closer, and there were several feet left to traverse.

But no matter how far the ropes seemed or how much searing pain her arm was in Rosaria was not going to tap, the very notion of submitting to Cecelia so foreign to her it might as well have been impossible. Rosaria was used to struggle and the greater the challenge the harder she fought, rising to the occasion once again as she dragged Cecilia the last couple of feet and took hold of the bottom rope. "What with that hold? You'll have to do a lot better than that to break my arm!" Rosaria replied in defiance, laughing now that escape was coming shortly.

The more that Rosaria struggled the more the blond would attempt to put a further strain upon Rosaria's arm, having more and more pain run through it and more pressure put upon the beautiful raven haired Rosaria. The Spanish woman kept struggling, pulling and dragging herself further and further with the blond's body being dragged with her. Cecilia had to commend Rosaria's strength and her spirit for going through this all to try and get free from the blond's painful armbar instead of just simply submitting and saving herself such a pain.

The blond beauty would start to raise her hips off of the mat a bit, trying to elevate the pain in Rosaria's arms, now that it was clear that the girl wasn't going to slow down and that she would sooner or later reach the ropes, the blond would attempt to pull back more and more, attempting to bend, twist and pull the Spanish beauty's arm with as more force and determination as she could. " Is that so ?!" Cecilia let out as she'd put a wide grin on her face, " Then I can go full force then!" the woman shouted out as she really was trying to pour every bit of power she could into the last few moments of the hold until Rosaria reached the ropes, attempting to really test to limits of Rosaria's arm. All the while the raven haired beauty was starting to reach the ropes fairly soon.

This was the woman Isabella had told her time and time again was nothing but an usurper, a pretender to the throne she would sometimes say when her friend was feeling particularly articulate, but if there was anyone who could also make a claim to be a queen Cecilia fit the bill. Cecilia was stronger than even Rosaria had thought she would be and she knew how to apply an arm bar better than most MMA fighters she had trained and fought with. On top of that the woman carried herself like a Queen, not surprising given she was once the Hardcore champion, in fact if not for the hair Rosaria could see herself mistaking Cecilia for Isabella. The two were a lot more alike than Isabella had ever mentioned.

Rosaria could certainly feel Cecilia really putting on the pressure now that the ropes were within her reach, the blonde seemingly having held back until now which was a testament to how strong the woman truly was. She gritted her teeth and endured however, stretching her arm out as far as it would go to grab hold of the bottom rope to force the break, the referee coming over to tap upon Cecilia's shoulder telling her she had to break the hold or be disqualified.

It seemed at least to Cecilia as if she was able to put quite a bit of pain down upon Rosaria's arm, probably damaging it quite a bit with the prolonged and straining armbar which she had managed to have locked in for quite a while now. Though now it seemed as if that hold was about to have to be abandoned, as Rosaria had managed to reach the ropes and with it the ref-girl came up towards Cecilia, tapping at the girl's shoulder to tell her to let go. If Cecilia hadn't do so just when she was told, which she did then the ref-girl would have given her a five count to break it. There was no need for that though, as Cecilia let go of Rosaria's arm and soon enough rolled back up to her feet.

The blond beauty rose up to a full stand and raised her right arm high up into the air, placing the other on her hips. She'd look down upon Rosaria's lovely frame for a few seconds, before she'd bring that arm of hers down and gesture with it for Rosaria to get up. " Come on. This dance isn't over yet." The blond would let out, a wide grin placed upon her face.

Rosaria was about as optimistic a person as one could hope to find and very rarely did she get down on herself for a mistake in a match, but getting caught in the arm bar was exactly that, a mistake, and one she would be paying for throughout the match if the pain in it was any indication. She had thought for a moment Cecilia would keep the hold applied for the full five count but the blonde showed a bit of sportsmanship and broke it right away, just as Rosaria had done for her earlier. What she could do without though was the beckoning for her to hurry up and get up, as if she wasn't eager to get right back into the fight for some payback as it was.

"Oh you're right, not by a long shot." Rosaria shot back as she used the ropes to pull herself back up to her feet, flashing Cecilia a broad grin to show she was ready to get right back into it. If that didn't do it though the swift kick Rosaria would send at Cecilia's stomach would, the spanish woman looking to hit fast and hard so she could get back into the fight.

Cecilia saw no need to keep up the armbar after Rosaria had managed to grab a hold of the ropes, since the two of them had been quite sportsmanlike in this match so far, it seemed that there was no need to break that little thing. She was enjoying the match between Rosaria and she was enjoying the fact that they both acted fairly towards each other. Though the exchange had been in Cecilia's favor as of late for a bit now, with that long and painful armbar on Rosaria, which had most likely weakened the offense of the raven haired woman quite a bit. Though now that they were both on their feet and ready to start thing off yet again.

With Rosaria throwing those words out and flashing that grin, the blond readied herself. Rosaria's leg then came shooting out which Cecilia'd attempt to take a step back and then attempt to bring her arms up and catch that leg. If she could do so, then Cecilia would attempt to twist around and pull on that leg in order to try and toss Rosaria into the middle of the ring with a dragon screw leg whip.

Rosaria's smile left her face the instant Cecilia's arms shot up and snatched up her leg, forcing her to think quickly on her feet or else suffer through whatever the blonde had in mind for her now that she had caught her yet again. Reaching back Rosaria wrapped her arms around the top rope and held on as Cecilia turned and pulled on her leg, her body lifting up into the air but her hold on the rope kept Cecilia from throwing her across the ring. Rosaria's other leg would then shoot up as she aimed for a swift kick to the side of Cecilia's head, her lower leg making a loud cracking sound as bone collided with skull if she managed to connect with the kick.