The Bald and the Bold - Cecilia Northman vs. River Styx

First blood. Finally.

The crowd winced at the blow, and rightfully so; the impact was delicious, a crushing blow that seemed to sap the energy straight out of her. She could feel Northman's body slump against her, see the red on her lips, the limpness of her body, an intoxicating scene...and she wanted more.

Keeping Cecilia close, Styx tried to bring her other arm down behind the blonde bitch's back, trapping her in a bearhug and letting the chain's metal dig in her back, their bodies pressing against each other with hardly any air between them, Styx's hot breath coming over Cecilia's face like a furnace's heat.

Being slumped against the slightly taller girl's body and into the girl's arms as she wrapped them tightly around the sexy body of the beautiful blond bombshell. The strong arms of Styx began to squeeze tightly upon the beautiful Swede, who soon got a taste of the great strength of the bald headed opponent who held her tightly. The large breasts of the two wrestlers mashing together as Styx kept squeezing tightly upon Cecilia's back.

" Uughh..." Cecilia groaned out as her arms went up to try and push and pull herself free with her palms against the shoulders of the tattooed opponent. After a few futile pushes though, Cecilia would attempt and curl her hands into fists and attempt to start hammering down punches against the sides of Styx's head.

Styx wrenched and relished the bearhug - it was the perfect move for her style. A great display of her raw power, and few moves were as intimate, as dominating - a chance for her body to overwhelm her opponent's. Flesh against flesh, looking straight into their pained faces, the sort of contact that could've been pleasurable turned into pure pain, the feel of a bones cracking, giving way to the pressure. Styx had cracked many girls in half with this move, looking on as their pained screams droned on and on.

But Cecilia wasn't going to be one of them.

The first punch just pissed Styx off, made her hold even tighter. The second punch dizzied her, and the third one made it worse. The fourth was enough to make her let go off the hold and stumble back, rubbing her swollen eye as she staggered.

Cecilia groaned and winced in pain as Styx kept up the powerful bearhug, if there was one thing that Cecilia had learned about the bald girl in this bearhug submission hold, it was that she was without a doubt pretty damn strong and it was a bad thing if she was able to catch her like this many more times.

The blond beauty tried to fight back against Styx as she started to throw wild punches against the sides of Styx's head, pounding away at the punk girl who soon enough seemed to let Cecilia go and stumbled backwards.

Falling down onto her knees, Cecilia would wince in pain as she soon tried to pull herself up towards her feet. Once up, Cecilia would quickly attempt and head up towards Styx, attempting to rush the girl, if possible then Cecilia would try and move up and wrap her arms around Styx's body, almost looking as if she was gonna pay Styx back for the bearhug with one of her one. And in truth that was how it would start out, as she tried to squeeze tightly upon Styx's body.

However, she soon tried to lift Styx up off of her feet and then throw them backwards, as the beautiful blond attempted to throw Styx back and slam the girl's back down against the mat, with a belly to belly suplex.

"Hope you enjoyed those shot, Northman, because-"

Whatever taunt Styx had going - in truth, most of the time she didn't even pay attention to the stuff that came out of her own mouth - it was canceled when Cecilia rushed in, recovering from the bearhug and not wasting a moment as she closed the distance. She was inside before Styx even realized it, wrapping her arms around her and doing to Styx as Styx had done unto her.

Styx grunted in the bearhug, but Northman made the same mistake she'd made herself - leaving the arms free. Styx reared back, preparing to deliver another chained blow to the same spot she'd struck before - with any luck, an instant KO, and then the real fun would begin.

Northman had other ideas, though, and she flung the bald brawler through the air with an exacting belly-to-belly suplex, arching her back and slamming Styx right down on her shaven head. She bounched away and came to rest on her back, groaning as a severe headache started to take hold.

By throwing Styx backwards and hearing the loud thud as the bigger girl's bald head made impact with the mat, the powerful blond would start to move up towards her feet, shaking her head as she did and moving her hand up to wipe away the blood of her cut lip.

" There, that shut you up." Cecilia let out in a rather frustrated tone of voice as she would then start to try and head up towards Styx's arms, Specifically the one that had the chain wrapped around it. The blond beauty would attempt and take a hold of the chain and start to unwrap it from Styx's body as quickly as she could.

After which, Cecilia would attempt and move towards the head of her opponent, and try to pull the girl up to a seated position and with it try and wrap the chain around the girl's neck, attempting to tightly wrap the metal chain around the girl's head and put a tight squeeze on the girl. " Come on!!! You want to play rough huh ?! Then let's see what you got."

That. Bitch.

Not having a single hair of her head didn't help the impact; she got a little burn on her scalp from the friction, as if the impact itself wasn't enough - which it was, really. The mat was a bit more foregiving than most surfaces she'd had her skull slammed into, but the force Cecilia brought into it and the sheer alacrity of the attack made up for it.

She'd need a good moment to recover, and Cecilia was still on the warpath, taking the initiative by removing the chain from Styx's arm. She started to rise up, expecting Northman to just toss it away, but the blonde blackguard was far more prudent than that - she put the chain to good use, wrapping it around Styx's neck and squeezing tight. A hoarse gasp escaped River's lips, and precious little air came out after it. The harsh metal bit at her, clamped tight like an iron serpent, constricting and fierce.

Gritting her teeth, Stxy planted her feet and started to rise up, all the while pulling at the chain around her neck with one hand while the other went wild, swinging elbow out behind her, throwing punches above her, trying to give Northman as much incentive as she could to let go.

With the chain wrapped around the bald headed Styx's neck as she put that tight squeeze on top of the tattooed girl. Squeezing tightly and doing as much as she could to drain the fight out of the newbie. Apparently that was going to be somewhat difficult though.

For as she kept on with the chain choke, gaining some chain payback for that punch that she had taken from Styx. However, Styx had other plans, as she started to move up towards her feet and soon enough began to rain blows back towards the beautiful blond, fighting wildly to get free from the painful hold that the blond bombshell had on the girl's throat.

The more punches that she took, the more difficult it became for Cecilia to keep up the hold, she was losing her grip by th second and she knew that she would have to do something. Something powerful and with impact. For that reason the blond beauty would attempt to quickly pull backwards and down on the chain. Attempting to force Styx back and down onto her mat, attempting to slam Styx's back down onto the mat with a powerful yank on the chain. Afterwards though, Cecilia would not be able to press the advantage, as she would stumble back and rub the spots all over her body where Styx had rained blows against the beautiful viking wrestler.

Styx gasped, gagged, and gulped as she strugged in the chains' vice grip, the irony of being choked with her favorite weapon not lost on her. Losing would be bad enough, but losing like this would simply be an insult - do or die, she was going down with a fight, thrashing like a woman possessed in Cecilia's iron hold.

Every wild blow that landed was a small victory in itself; she could feel the slack grow in Cecilia's hands, her resolve starting to dwindle, arms growing weak. Of course, she couldn't just let go of the chain, could she? Now, bitch that she was, she had to yank Styx down and put her hand on her back, laying her out flat.

Cecilia was too busy with her own pain to followup, and Styx was too busy gulping in air to really care much - her first priority was clearing her head. Rolling to her feet, she started to stagger forward, leaving the chain as she made her way to the trashcan, half crawling and half walking all the way.

Throwing Styx down into the ring by the grip that she had on the chains was a good way to get the bald girl to stop her punching, unfortunatly for Cecilia the damage had been done and she needed a moment to grit through the pain and take a light breather. Some of the hits that Styx had been throwing wildly at the blond powerhouse had of course hit the viking wrestler in her chest and stomach, and therefore drained the beauty of a bit of air from her lungs.

After she got a few steps away from Styx, the blond beauty started to rub out the areas where punches had connected wit her. She shook her head a bit from left to right as she then turned her attention to look around the ring a bit. Seeing that Styx was crawling and trying to make her way towards the trashcan, the beautiful blond figured that she couldn't just let the girl and for that reason she would attempt to start and head after Styx.

Walking up towards the girl, Cecilia would attempt to grab a hold of the girl's legs by her ankles. That was of course if she could manage to catch her before she had gotten up towards her feet or gotten some kind of weapon. If such was the case, then Cecilia would try and pull Styx towards the center of the ring and then attempt to drop one of the girl's legs to focus solely on what she assumed to be the dominant leg (right). With that she would try and grab the girl's foot and ankle and attempt to start and twist and turn it around, wenching it around to try and put Styx in a classic Ankle lock submission hold.