Cecilia Northman Vs. Rosaria Thorn

Cecilia grinned as she forced Rosaria down onto the mat and pulled her into her deadly submission finisher, putting a powerful torque on Rosaria's back, she kept a tight squeeze on that neck as she moved on to try and force out every bit of fight out of the mighty Rosaria with this deadly dragon clutch submission hold as it seemed she had full control over the brown haired beauty, she even got that so that tight fitting top burst and those fleshy wonderful orbs of Rosaria popping out for everyone to see.

The blond beauty would let out a light chuckle as she kept arching that back of Rosaria's and squeeze her arm tightly around the girl's neck. " It will be easier for you if you tap." The mighty blond would let out as she'd put on a wide grin on her head, " It's only gonna get more painful from here on out."

It only took another hard pull on Rosaria's neck for the bruenette's breasts to practically burst out of her top, the red number tearing itself apart from the strain being put upon it. She blushed a bright crimson without even thinking about the humiliation of it all, her mind more focused upon the searing pain shooting through her back and neck, struggling to free herself but with very little progress. She shook her head however, refusing the blonde's suggestion that she tap out as she wasn't going to give up from just this. Rosaria had been through every submission hold in the book during her time as a professional fighter outside the AFW and was well versed in enduring and dishing out pain, and while this ranked high up on the list of the most painful ones she had found herself in Rosaria would not let herself tap.

"Damn...it..." She cursed beneath her breath, her one free hand tugging at the leg of Cecilia that she could reach hoping that she could pull her off balance somehow.

Cecilia couldn't help but admire Rosaria's durability in this might hold, as she was pulling back and squeezing that neck of the busty now blushing brunette's body, pushing it towards it's limits in this hold. The blond beauty also noticed how Rosaria's arm was tugging upon her pants covered leg, causing her some mild discomfort in keeping this hold firmly locked in...the Swede couldn't help but let out a light chuckle though.

" Well then...I suppose I'll have to break you then!" Cecilia let out as she'd attempt to pull backwards with all her might, her hefty muscular arm clinching down tighter around Rosaria's neck as she poured on more and more power into this hold.

Rosaria shook her head even more violently than before as she continued to deny Cecilia the pleasure of making her tap, despite the pain wracking her body from the hold. She had watched enough footage of the blonde beast with Isabella to know this was one of the woman's finishers, having watched many surrender the moment it was locked in, but if she could just outlast those who came before perhaps Cecilia would tire and have to release her. That was the thought she was clinging to anyway while she grit her teeth through the pain, squirming as best she could within the submission hold.

" Oooh ? Well aren't you a tough one ?" Cecilia let out as she'd pull the arm which was wrapped around Rosaria's arm up towards the girl's mighty chest. The blond beauty would let out a low chuckle as she found a way to push this move even further, as she kept pulling back upon the beautiful Rosaria's body, torturing her beyond what that body should be able to handle and now she was adding another spin to it.

Cecilia would attempt to grab onto the nearest of those naked orbs, taking a firm hold of it in a dominant manner as she'd grope and squeeze that lovely fleshy orb in her hand. " You sure you can keep going ? ~" Cecilia teased as she'd squeeze and grope that tit harder and harder with each passing second.

Rosaria knew what Cecilia was doing, she was quite used to the mind games that were played during matches having done a lot of that herself but knowing that didn't change that it was working. She bit down on her bottom lip, eyes closed shut as she tried to keep her mind focused entirely on the act of freeing herself, yanking as hard as she could on the leg of the blonde woman holding her captive. "Shut up..." She said through clicnhed teeth only for her eyes to then shoot wide open as Cecilia grabbed onto one of her now exposed mounds.

She turned her head downwards moaning loudly as Cecilia squeezed, the fact that she was topless only now bothering her now that she was being gropped in front of the crowd. She felt utterly helpless and the longer Cecilia held on the harder her fingers dug in, Rosaria trembling from more than just the pain now and Cecilia did not seem to be relenting in the slightest.

After nearly a minute of this Rosaria was openly groaning in this strange mix of pleasure and pain, her body limp despite her commands for it to fight. She knew it was over then and in shame she tapped weakly against Cecilia's thigh.

The hold didn't have to last much longer, a minute or so passed before Cecilia started to feel Rosaria begin to tap against her leg, the ref-girl moved into position to see it as the blond beauty kept up the painful now technically triple attack hold. Upon the beautiful Roasria's body, where she tortured the girl's back, groped and massaged her breast as she had a tight dragon sleeper locked in! Few could withstand such an attack and Rosaria had done so for quite a while...but soon she took broke.

Cecilia would nod her head as the ref-girl soon rang the bell and declared Cecilia the winner of this match, the powerful Swede would let go of Rosaria's lovely breast along with the girl's torso and uncurling her arm around Rosaria's neck. She'd move up to her feet and raise her hand into the air before the ref-girl called out that she was the winner via submission. The Swedish powerhouse would let out a light sigh before she'd pull of her crop top jacket and drop it down onto Rosaria so she'd have something to cover her breast with.

" It was a good match. " Cecilia let out as she'd start to move out of the ring, her music starting to play as she began to head up the ramp and out of the arena, heading into the backstage area.

Rosaria wasn't upset at Cecilia for her loss, in fact she felt nothing but respect for the powerful woman for having accomplished this, instead she felt disappointed in herself for not having been strong enough to take her best friend's rival down. She nodded in thanks to the blonde and quickly put the jacket on to cover herself, only then turning over to lay on her back so she could better catch her breath after such a hard fought match. "Yes it was...congratulations and all that. Just don't think this is over, I'll be sure to win next time we meet." Rosaria said with a smile, her chest heaving up and down as she caught her breath.

Backstage Isabella Snow was heading to the arena entrance to await her friend Rosaria, having just watched her tough loss from the locker room. Rosaria wouldn't be upset over the loss, she knew her friend well enough to know she would thank Cecilia for the fight, having enjoyed it even if she did lose. But she would be feeling the aftereffects of a hard match and she would be there to help her out. She was wearing her usual ring attire as she headed down the twisting hallways of the backstage area minus the vest, just the purple top and black pants plus the boots.

On the way there however she rounded a corner and came almost face to face with Cecilia, the woman who despite having never met directly before she regarded as her biggest threat. Here was another who regarded herself as a queen in the AFW and for someone who claimed to be a queen herself that was something she couldn't just overlook, and the fact that Cecilia was also the one who had just made her best friend tap out didn't help. "Seems Rosaria gave you quite the fight Cecilia, hope you didn't get too badly hurt or anything." She said with her arms crossed over her chest.

Cecilia would give Rosario a light nod as the woman said they would have a rematch some day. Cecilia had to admired the girl's good nature and tenacity, however she had nothing more to say to the woman she had just beaten beyond that. After leaving her jacket with the busty brunette she walked out the loud cheers and chants of the adoring crowd. Moving up the ramp as her music played out of the speakers and soon leaving through the curtains at the top of the ramp.

As she entered the backstage area there were a lot of stage hands that gave nods, some clapped and some congratulated her. Cecilia only responded to them with a few nods here and there as she moved through the hallways. Moving back towards her locker room as she was just rounding a corner. Where she almost collided with the white haired woman. It was a rather beautiful woman who now stood before her and crossed her arms under her chest. The words she let out though only caused Cecilia to tilt her head a bit as she looked on into those sapphires for eyes that the white haired woman had.

" Badly hurt ? Can't really say that. It was a fun match though, not too many people who end up being enough of a challenge to break a sweat. I Kind of hoped for more though." Cecilia let out with a light chuckle following her words, she looked over this stranger in front of her for a second or two as she'd then let out a sigh. She'd start to move as if she was about to go around her and continue onwards.

Isabella had never been one for making friends, even her sexual relationships were typically hit it and quit it as she wasn't one to let anyone get attached to her, but Rosaria for some reason or another had sought her out after being apart for so many years and she felt a close bond with her. If she hadn't known the woman as a child she would have just sent her away but Isabella cared for her friend and had been glad to have her stay around. So the pride Isabella was well known for, some people called it arrogance but she didn't give any credance to that idea, it extended to Rosaria. "More? From what I saw it looked like you were having trouble there for a while, you got lucky is all I'd say." Isabella replied with a shrug of her shoulders.

As Cecilia moved to get around her Isabella would move to keep herself firmly rooted in her path, not letting the woman pass by her just yet. "Perhaps you shouldn't be so hungry for a tougher opponent. Just some friendly advice, would hate to see you bite off more than you can chew miss former Northern Queen."