The Swedish Dominion!

Belinda was really showing Jacob the ropes, if he figured he would have an easy time in AFW- Belinda was showing him how wrong he was! The promotion had many great wrestling talent and the young male wrestler couldn't just take it easy just because he was wrestling a beautiful woman. Belinda slammed the Perfect Storm down hard via a German Suplex and maintained her bridge position to start another pinfall.

She would get to the count of two before he would buck up, kick his legs up and get his shoulders up off the mat to break the pinfall. Jacob would roll off of Belinda and shift onto his side, slowly starting to get up on his knees first, clutching the back of his head as he started to get back up on his feet, "Oww...I see you're not playing around" he hissed.

Belinda would feel Jacob buck up right after she had managed to call out the second count, freeing himself from the German Suplex as the blond would then roll towards the side and get up towards her knees. Looking over towards Jacob as the Perfect Storm seemed not too happy with what Belinda had done to her, or perhaps he was simply still in pain.

The Swede would start to rise up towards her feet and then gesture for Jacob to come at her. " You kinda asked for me to be serious. So wouldn't be very nice to you to hold back, would it?" Belinda let out, a light chuckle following her words as she brought her arms up and widened her stance a bit to make herself ready for Jacob's advance.

It was true that Jacob wanted the best out of Belinda Northman and she was equally giving him exactly what he wanted. Belinda had been on top of him for most parts of the match and Jacob was really struggling now as Belinda slammed him down in successive suplexes and followed that up with a pinfall attempt. He did managed to kick out but was left a bit frustrated at how easy it was for Belinda to out-wrestle him, he was really getting a reality check at how good the competition was in AFW.

He clutched the back of his head as he slowly got back up on his feet, nodding towards Belinda as she let out a light chuckle. "Oww, yeah- I guess that is true" he said he watched Belinda get into position. He would take a second to adjust his briefs before raising his hands to match Belinda and then lunged in to grapple with the blonde. "NGH!" he grunted as he aggressively locked up with her. "Nrgh urgh! -S-so how long have you been wrestling in AFW?" he said, while continuing back and forth in the grapple with her.

Belinda would nod her head as Jacob made the moves, moving forward and going at her, accepting the grapple the two of them locked up tightly against one another and started to struggle for control. The Swede would found them shifting and stomping to over power one another, as Jacob asked her a question.

" Hah?...uh...a few years.." Belinda spoke out as she would try and shift her grip around, trying to move her right arm up around Jacob's head and then shift her grip around, twisting in place she tried to turn into a side-headlock of Jacob. Trying to press her face up against the side of her generous breast and lock in that side headlock.

Having gotten the better of him in this match earlier, Jacob and Belinda were now back to the neutral position in the middle of the ring as they looked to continue their spar with full intensity. Jacob was panting, his body was glistening of sweat under the gym ring lights as he circled the Swede, before locking up with his impressive opponent.

The two went back and forth, with Jacob gaining the advantage for a brief period and then Belinda taking back the advantage. It was stalemate for a bit and Jacob tried to strike a conversation as she seemed like quite the friendly person, despite her competitive nature. In one swift movement, she would shift her grip as her arm wrapped around his head as she turned to his side and trap him in a side headlock- with his face pressing up against the side of her beast.

"Nghh! Oww...I see....Urgh!" he grunted in pain. Jacob tried to get in some offence as well, he attempted to wrap his arms around Belinda's waist and give her a firm squeeze in a waistlock as he two would end up trading submissions.

Belinda would move in and shift that lock up into a tight side headlock, starting to squeeze upon that head of Jacob, which had his face get pushed up against the side of her generous breast, though it didn't take very long for the Tension newcomer to shift his hold towards her waist.

Those arms wrapped around her slim waist and midsection as the blond was then starting to feel the squeezing of the strong perfect storm. The Swede shook her head a little as she lost her headlock, bringing her arms down instead to grab at the wrists of Jacob. Aiming to try and pry and pull those arms apart from her and free herself from his squeezing.

Belinda had Jacob in control, her arm wrapped around his head tightly as she gave him a firm squeeze, causing the Perfect Storm to moan out in pain a bit. It didn't help him at all that his face was pressed against the side of her breast as he blushed a bit at the feeling. However, the male wrestler would shake his head and concentrate on an escape, wrapping his arms around her waist to squeeze her back as hard as he could too.

That caused Belinda some discomfort, making her release his headlock as she opted to escape his waistlock. Jacob would take the chance to scoot in behind her, his arms still around her waist as he attempted to lift her up and slam her down on her back, trying a German suplex. "Hryahh!" he grunted in effort.

Belinda being locked in that waist lock now, she would bring her hands down from that head of Jacob and start to try and work those arms off of her, she shook her head and tried to step forward, but found herself trapped. to her surprise Jacob then showed off some power as she would feel herself getting heaved up and flung through the air.

Smacked down shoulders and neck first against the canvas as Jacob went for that German Suplex, upon impact Belinda's body would flop over and onto her side, hands shooting up to the back of her head as she would hold her now hurting neck.

Belinda and Jacob would trade submissions before the Perfect Storm would get the better of the blonde cutie, getting in behind her as he tightened the waistlock. Belinda thought quickly as she tried to pry his hands loose but Jacob transitioned the submission into an impressive German Suplex, slamming Belinda down on her back.

The male wrestler would quickly lay across her chest, pinning her down in a cross body pin. "One..." he count count.

Belinda groaned out as she felt the weight of Jacob press down on her back, pinning her down and getting a feeling of how his weight was forcing her chest to mushroom...she would grunt out as she heard him go for that first count...

Though that was as far as she was going to let that go, She would grit her teeth and try to buck up, looking to break the pin after the first count and try to shove Jacob away from her so she could roll away for a bit of distance.