Fright Fight - Belinda Northman Vs. Annabelle Reaves

The two combatants locked up in a fierce lock up, that seemed as even as the rest of their match had been. The Swede felt how Annabelle was pushing forward as much as she could, but the Swede held her ground...groaning in the struggle against the beautiful and busty redhead.

" Hah...we'll see about that, Ginger." Belinda teased as she would try and keep up the struggle for a few more seconds, before taking a step back. Then another...letting Annabelle push her closer towards the corner, when they were close enough. Belinda would try and drop backwards and pull the woman down with her if possible. Looking to press up her right foot into Annabelle's lovely midsection and attempt to throw her overhead with a monkey flip. Attempting to get the redhead to crash back first upside down into the corner.

Annabelle grinned when Belinda returned her insult in kind. She had to admit, as frustrating as this girl was, fighting her was fun and challenging. The two of them were virtually even, and despite either of their efforts, they just couldn't keep each other down for long. And they hadn't even hit each other with the goods around the ring. This match was only just getting started.

The redhead pushed, managing to get Belinda to take a couple steps back. Annabelle smiled, happy to see that she was the stronger woman. But then, Belinda dropped down, pulling her with her. "Wha?!" With her foot in her gut, she was suddenly flipped over her, crashing into the turnbuckle upside down. Annabelle's legs were draped over the middle ropes, while her head rested on the mat, vulnerable.

Belinda could hold against Annabelle for a long while, maybe even overpower her redheaded foe...this was a matter of strategy. She decided to let the busty redhead think that she overpowered her and drop the guard of the big ego'd Annabelle. Which worked perfectly as the young Northman threw Annabelle back with that monkey flip and got her to crash right into the corner.

Looking all helpless and again with her red panties on fair display for the crowd. Belinda would move up to her feet, and start to run towards the opposite corner, clapping a bit as she reached there, which got the crowd to follow along, building up a little crowd momentum for the Swede, before she would take to charging right at Annabelle at full speed, looking to dive forward as she reached the opposite corner and dive in right towards Annabelle's midsection with an attempt at a running spear!

Annabelle, so confident that she could push the blonde into the corner, didn't expect Belinda to drop backwards. Caught of guard, she was flipped right into the corner, hanging upside down by the middle ropes. She let out a groan as she tried to collect herself and figure out what exactly happened, still a little dizzy from the sidden flip.

When she opened her eyes, she saw her, far too late to do anything. Belinda was charging at her full speed, and, with nowhere to go, and no way to defend herself, she was struck right in the midsection with the blonde's merciless spear.

"AUUGH!" Annabelle cried out, her eyes opening wide. The busty redhead's legs slid from the ropes, and she crumpled into the corner, curled up with her arms hugging her throbbing belly and aching ribs.

Running right in towards the busty redhead, the blond crashed shoulder first into the lovely Annabelle's upper midsection and ribcage. Which sent them crumbling down into the corner. Belinda quickly pulled away and moved up towards her feet, raising her right arm into the air to get the attention of the crowd who showered her with cheers. 


" Here we go, Ginger." Belinda let out as she would move down to try and take a hold of Annabelle's hair, looking to pull her rival up towards her feet and try to shove Annabelle's head right in between her thighs. She had to admit that fighting Annabelle on this stage that was Fright Fight, was proving to be very fun. 

Yet Belinda was ready to work her way towards the end and put the self-absorbed Annabelle through her paces! The Jolteon clad Swede would attempt to bend forward and wrap her arms around Annabelle's waist, pressing her firm shapely breasts against the woman's back. Looking to lift Annabelle up onto the Swede's shoulders, where she would try and take a few steps forward. Looking to slam Annabelle down onto one of the folded chairs that the Swede had brought in...with a Powerbomb!

Annabelle let out a few coughs as she tried to recover from the devastating blow to her midsection. If she didn't know any better, she'd swear that she broke a rib. It certainly felt like it. At the very least, they were bruised. But she had to endure it. She wasn't going to let Belinda know just how much that spear had hurt. If she knew, she'd take advantage for sure. So, gritting her teeth, she tried to get to her hands and knees.

But Belinda was right there, grabbing her red locks, pulling her up to her feet. Annabelle winced as her aching ribs throbbed with pain with the sudden movement, but she kept her mouth shut.

The blonde then pulled Annabelle's head between her legs, wrapping her arms around her middle. The redhead knew what was coming, and she tried to squirm free, but she had her held tight. Belinda pulled her up onto her shoulders, ready to plant her right back down into the mat. But she wasn't going to make it easy. She was going to fight tooth and nail.

Annabelle threw a few hard punches to the top of Belinda's head, hoping that it would be enough to get her to drop her.

So far so good, the Swede was back in control and she had just hit the beautiful redhead with a pretty heavy blow. Now was the time to give Annabelle hell though, give her some real nasty pain and some truly heavy blows to start to put and end to this match. The Swede pulled the busty redhead out from the corner and pulled her into a standing headscissor, moving her arms around Annabelle's tight waist and pulling her rival up onto her shoulders.

She was ready to throw the lovely redhead down into an extremely painful powerbomb. Yet, as she had the lovely Annabelle on her shoulders the Swede soon started to feel the blows raining down from the Mandibuzz clad woman, hit after hit smacking right against Belinda's skull which soon became too much for Belinda as she collapsed backwards, falling onto her back with the weight of Annabelle coming down on top of her. " Uugh!" 

Annabelle, sitting on Belinda's shoulders, knew that she was going to be in huge trouble if the powerbomb landed. If her ribs weren't in pain now, they certainly would be after that. She knew that she was tough, be she didn't know how much longer she could fight after that. She had no intention of giving Belinda that chance.

In a desperate attempt to escape the imminent powerbomb, she threw punch after punch at Belinda's blonde head, trying to daze her enough to fall, or put her down. Anything to avoid being powerbombed. And, luckily, the blonde Swede finally collapsed onto her back, Annabelle now straddling her pretty face.

The redhead smiled down at Belinda, who's face was now stuck beneath Annabelle's panty covered womanhood. She knew this wasn't a hentai based match, but there was no rule stopping her from humiliating the blonde. This was as good a time as any. Slowly, she began to rub her covered crotch on Belinda's face, while at the same time, reaching back to grab one of her legs to pull her into a face humping, rollup pin.

Belinda was in a bad spot now, the skirt wearing Annabelle had managed to pummel her down from a stand and make the Swede's footing unstable enough for her to fall right down onto her back, which led to the busty redhead to land upon her face with that plump derrière of hers.

The Swede had an eye full of red panties as it seemed Annabelle was more than willing to make her remember them. Rubbing and grinding her crotch against the Swede's face, causing Belinda to blush and struggle beneath Annabelle as the redhead took a hold of her leg and locked in that pinfall attempt....

"One!.." The ref-girl shouted out as she slide in beside the two and slapped her hand down against the mat, followed up with a "Two!.." before the Swede shot her body up and to the side, bucking up and trying to toss Annabelle off of her face.

Annabelle grinned wickedly as the crowd cheered, clearly enjoying the redhead's show of dominance, grinding on Belinda's face. She knew it would help her maintain the pin, but she knew that it would bother the blonde, and that made it worth it.

The ref began the count, getting to one, and then two. But, just before the final count of three was called, Belinda managed to kick herself out of the pin. Annabelle rolled off of her face as well, kneeing just a few feet from her, grin on her face. She almost had her, but this was just as well. She wasn't done with her yet.

The redhead slowly got to her feet, her ribs throbbing a bit with the effort. But she ignored it, refusing to let it get in her way. Looking to the side, she saw one of the ladders that Belinda had so generously put in the ring. If Belinda was still down, she'd go for the ladder, carrying it over to the corner, lifting it and placing it sideways on top of the middle ropes, wedging it between the turnbuckles.

Then, she turned to Belinda, ready to take her on once she got to her feet.