Cecilia Northman Vs. Minerva Larsen; Two out of three falls

Cecilia was enjoying her current domination of her raven haired rival, as she held her tightly with those powerful thighs, squeeze that pretty head of Minerva's as she was simply enjoying the chance to once again put the girl in her place, she found herself letting out a light chuckle as she watched the trashing frame of the Dane...however, they were inching closer and closer to the ropes.... which was not very good for Cecilia.

Thankfully, she was quite aware of it and would proceed by attempting to in wrap her legs from Minerva and attempt to keep her hold on the girl's hair. Which she'd try and use to help pull Minerva up as she herself would attempt to move up to her feet, with Minerva's back turned towards her. If she could do so then the blond beauty would try and yank backwards on that hair as she'd attempt to drop down onto one knee! With which she attempted to drive the upper back of her Danish rival down hard on her raised knee!

Just when it seemed that Minerva was finally about to reach the ropes and force Cecilia to break her hold, the blonde’s legs uncoiled from around her head and neck anyway. But Minerva still wasn’t free, as the hardcore queen still had a good grip on her hair, which she used to guide the Dane right back up. But before she even finished getting to a vertical base, she fell right back down, with Cecilia’s knee suddenly driving up into her back. “Argh!” Minerva shouted out while cringing in pain, and immediately rolled toward the ropes in hopes that she could use them to pick herself up.

After driving Minerva's back right down into her knee, the blond would move up towards her feet and look on at the raven haired amazon who quickly rolled and scampered away to get towards those ropes, something which only made the blond let out a loud chuckle, placing her hands upon her hips as she eyes the Dane.

" Running away already ? Man Mini, you suck even more now than before." Cecilia let out in a mocking manner as she'd stay where she was, just oberserving her long time rival for now.

“Shut your mouth!” Minerva spat back at her rival as she used the ropes to guide herself back up, then stood with her back against the ropes while glaring at the blonde. With Cecilia staring right at her, trying to charge straight ahead likely wasn’t going to accomplish anything. So she gingerly pushed herself from the ropes and put her hands up as she inched toward Cecilia, as if she were trying to initiate another lockup. But once she was close, she’d instead attempt to catch her foe off guard by firing a knee up into her stomach.

Cecilia smirked as she looked on at Minerva, it seemed as if she had gotten the raven haired girl to get a bit riled up, which was something that made the blond beauty chuckle in ammussement. When Minerva moved in though for what looked like a classical lock up, Cecilia knew she had little to fear. She was stronger than Minerva, fresher too and she was more skilled. So Cecilia went in with the intent to over-power and defeat Minerva in a humiliating way.

The blond beauty found that she was soon wrong as she was met with the a knee right into her powerful abs. Cecilia's eyes widened as her mouth shot up, a slight amount of spittle escaping her mouth as air rushed out of her lungs! " Ugh!"

Minerva’s knee buried itself in Cecilia’s stomach, winding the hardcore queen and leaving her wide open. Looking to take advantage of it quickly as she could, the Dane threw an arm around Cecilia’s neck, moved a leg behind her opponents’, then attempted to drive her rival down onto her neck and upper back with an STO.

Minerva's actions got the blond beauty stunned quite a bit as she had not expected that powerful knee of her old time rival. As the raven haired beauty soon move in close, their bodies once again pressed up against one another as Minerva's arm went around Cecilia's head and her legs behind the blond's legs. Cecilia's eyes widened a bit at this contact but it was soon broken as she was thrown backwards.

" Uughn!" Cecilia cried out from the impact of the mighty STO, lying in pain on her back with her arms and legs spread, eyes looking up at the bright arena lights.

Minerva took a few big breaths after planting Cecilia down with the STO, and looked over her downed foe. She’d finally managed to get the hardcore queen down, and had bought herself quite a nice opening. Aiming to make the most of that, Minerva swung a leg over Cecilia’s body to sit atop her chest in a schoolgirl pin, with both shins resting over her arms to pin them down. A hand then moved to grab Cecilia by her blonde locks to keep her head steady, while the other balled into a fist, and was repeatedly hurled down right at the Swede’s face! The ref would likely be unappreciative to say the least, but Minerva was hellbent on rearranging Cecilia’s face as much as she possibly could right now!

Minerva soon started to place herself on top of the blond beauty, placing her shapely rear on top of Cecilia's large chest, weighing them down with her weight as her knees came to press down the shoulders and arms of the powerful, Cecilia groaned and glared right up at her raven haired rival.

Cecilia would struggle from left to right but soon enough she was forced to have her head snap left to right between those thighs and knees of Minerva. The Dane's assault caused the Swede's legs to kick around against the mat, groaning and grunting with each hit she took to her face by the Dane's powerful punches.

Minerva filled each punch that rained down on Cecilia’s face with all of her hatred for the blonde. Each strike sent a wave of euphoria through the sadistic Dane, and she continued battering her rival’s face as intensely as she possibly could! “Not so confident now, are you bitch?!” Minerva shouted down at the girl, before firing one last huge punch down to rock her foe’s blonde head, trying to knock her out cold with the hit!

Finally she let go of Cecilia’s hair, then inched forward just a bit more, until the crotch of her tights was pressed firmly against her rival’s chin. “Count!” she barked at the ref though she kept her gaze glaring right down at the face trapped between her legs. Using Cecilia as a throne as she sat perched on top of her in a tight schoolgirl pin, she waited while the ref started the count.

“One!”