Grudge Match - Cecilia Northman Vs. Sabre

Cecilia gritted her teeth as she felt how Sabre's body kept pressing against hers and with it feeling the girl's sexy hot body and more than that her sweat. She felt how Sabre's sweat caused her back and Sabre's front to stick together a bit as their sweat mixed together. She hadn't been as tired and worn out in many matches as she had been now, her body felt like it weight 5 tons and it was covered in sweat.

The Hardcore Queen's hair had dampened and her eyes were half open, her teeth were gritted as Sabre's arm squeezed tightly around her neck, causing Cecilia to wince and groan...even cry a bit in pain and frustration. She had gone from being in a tough struggle, to being dominated and then into being control...and now again Sabre had taken the perfect hold of her, the girl's arms held her tightly against the cage and pressed and squished Cecilia's front against the cage wall.

" Agkh!" Cecilia let out as she push against the wall and tried to force Sabre back as well as she could, but as she did so Sabre took a bite of her hair and tugged on it, but she did more than that as her hips thrust forward and slammed the Cavegirl crotch hard against Cecilia's butt, " Gahk!" Cecilia let out as her crotch was forced to slam into the cage wall, her front being pressed up completely up against the wall now, she had no room to even climb up or push against the cage wall again.

She could feel how she started to fade now as Sabre's arm had really taken the air and blood away from her brain, and the air from entering her lungs any further. Cecilia's arms weakly went back over her head and back towards Sabre's head, she tried to grab a hold of it, weakly and tried to tap and search her way around Sabre's head, before she'd find her way to the bottom of Sabre's mask...with that she'd attempt and latch her fingertips in under them and with that she'd attempt and pull the mask up and tried to force the mask up and off Sabre's face as a last desperate attempt to at least do what she said she would do.

“Nngh- no, donâ€t you dare!!” Sabre shrieked as Ceciliaâ€s flailing arm grabbed the underside of her bone mask and flipped it off her head. It clattered to the mat behind the two girls.

“Aaiiighhh!! NO!!” she wailed with real angst. She hated being de-masked, it felt like being naked and vulnerable. If she went without it for too long, she wouldnâ€t even be Sabre any more.

Fortunately the sleeper hold meant her face was a little hidden behind Ceciliaâ€s own head, so she wasnâ€t fully exposed. Still, she was going to need that mask back, very soon. Continuing to choke Cecilia now, sadly, wasnâ€t an option.

It was so galling for the white-haired girl, but she had to abandon her attack just when things had been going her way. Sabre unwrapped her arms from her opponentâ€s neck and would twist round, looking frantically for the mask. As soon as she could she would spring on it, getting down on her hands and knees so she could cover her face up as soon as possible. It seemed that going without it caused her genuine distress.

Cecilia grinned a bit through her pained face as she felt herself able to pull off Sabre's bone mask, though she thought that she was all gone for now and that was a last move to just win something over Sabre. But something happened after she removed Sabre's mask, something that the Hardcore Queen had not anticipated would happen from such an act.

Sabre let her go, and the second she did and moved away from the Hardcore Queen, the blond beauty crumbled down onto her knees rubbing her throat in pain as she coughed and breathed in as much air as she could, for but a mere second longer in the hold and she'd have passed out without a doubt. Her eyes watered a bit from the rapid change of no air to an endless supply of air.

" Ahgh....dammit...." Cecilia let out to herself as she had to admit that Sabre's arm was one thing she didn't want wrapped around her neck ever again. She took a hold of the cage wall and began to use it to then try and pull herself up to her feet and face Sabre.

When she saw the girl crawl and hide her face like she did she started to wonder if the mask was that important to the great tanned cave girl, and wondered a bit why it was such. Still she couldn't attack yet, she simply leaned against the cage wall with a pained expression on her face and her body heaving up and down with her breathing.

Sabre gave a sighing gasp of desperate relief as she pounced on the lost mask, dropping to her knees and bringing it to her face as fast as she could. As far as she was concerned, she had been lucky; the lapse had been quick, and she hadnâ€t felt exposed for too long.

It was obviously a very weird sight for everyone else, but Sabre was not concerned, not now that she had her mask back. The awful panic she had felt began to subside, and she started to feel strong again.

Now Sabre realised she had been brought to her knees and near-humiliated by Cecilia. Anger started to swell within her, making her clench her fists and grind her teeth as she glared at the blonde.

“Never. Do. That.” she growled intently. Suddenly she snapped, and scrambled up from the mat in a kind of mad sprinterâ€s dash.

“NEVERR!!” The furious cave girl simply charged at her slumped opponent, lowering her now-masked head and looking to give her foe a running head butt to the belly, in her aptly-named Beast Charge. She really was all animal now, now that Cecilia had threatened her so badly.

Cecilia couldn't say that she didn't enjoy the sight of seeing the mighty Saber squirm around on the mat to reach her mask in time and make sure that no one saw her face, that entire scene just gave Cecilia a lot of ideas and plans that she could have in store for this rival of hers.

And that was just how she saw Sabre now, as a mighty and powerful rival who could take her to her limit and then some, which enjoyed her greatly...well the idea of it but not the execution of it, as right now the Hardcore Queen's body felt battered and beaten, tired and sweaty all over, soaked in both hers and what must be a bit of Sabre's sweat as well as her hair damp and hanging down, clinging to her face as it did.

Slightly obstructed by her view as she was because of her hair, the girl looked on as Sabre soon pushed up of the mat and then charged off towards her, running like a mad bull or rhino towards the Hardcore Queen who needed to get out of the way. If she could then Sabre running like that into the cage wall would most likely put the girl out for a while, even with that bone mask.

But as she was about to move her tired and fatigued body wouldn't respond as quick as she wanted to and wasn't able to get out of the way in time. Sabre's skull smacked right into The Hardcore Queen's stomach forcing her mouth and eyes to shoot up wide and spittle to fly out from between her lips as a faint and near soundless scream escaped her lungs. Her body was pressed up completely against the cage wall before after seconds passed her upper body slumped down and hit Sabre's back gently, her breasts cushioning her fall as she slumped down against Sabre's body, near limp and close to unconscious after Sabre's deadly finisher.

Sabre barrelled forwards madly, head lowered, not knowing or caring what was going to come of this charge, only that it was all or nothing.

She felt a shockwave down her spine as her head impacted. It took a few seconds for her brain to process what had happened; then she realised her head had crashed into Ceciliaâ€s stomach, the blow being cushioned by the blondeâ€s belly.

The cave girl felt a flash of triumph as she realised she had nailed her opponent with a devastating attack, crushing her dramatically against the cage wall. Having run on empty for so long, the savage finally thought she might not be humiliated tonight after all.

There was still hot fury running through Sabreâ€s veins. She felt Cecilia slump forwards over her lowered shoulder, seemingly in a bad way, but the white-haired girl wasnâ€t about to let up yet. It was a sign of the respect and fear that she had for the Hardcore Queen, that Sabre would press on with her assault, despite her deep exhaustion.

The cave girl was perhaps quite fortunate. Her limbs were leaden, and she wouldnâ€t have been able to lift the Swede up in her current state, but the fact that Cecilia had fallen over her shoulder gave Sabre a helping hand.

With a determined grunt, she wrapped her arm around Ceciliaâ€s body and stepped back from the cage wall, hoisting the blonde over her shoulder in a fireman carry.

Sweaty and tired, Sabre would stagger over to the corner, and gather all of her remaining strength. She was almost drunk with her anger and exhaustion. Pausing for a few gasps of air, she suddenly gave a defiant roar, and threw Cecilia down roughly, looking to slam the Swede down hard into the metal ringpost.

Cecilia couldn't help but let out a long but low sounding groan now that Sabre had practically taken her out of this match with that powerful finisher of hers, that had been even worse as the Hardcore Queen had been crushed up against the wall by the mighty cave girl.

Even so it didn't seem as if Sabre as done with the beautiful blond champion, which she most likely was regardless of further moves or actions that she might take in this match, but it seemed as if Sabre wanted to be certain that she was done with the Hardcore Queen in this match and so no could fault her for her actions as she took a hold of the Hardcore Queen and lifted her up.

She walked with the blond competitor one her shoulders and walked off with the girl towards the corner of the ring, right where the shackles were, it seemed as if Sabre was about to chain the Hardcore Queen up, but before she did so it seemed as if the Cave girl had another thing planned for the Swede.

*BAM* a loud sound rang through the ring as Cecilia was throw down onto the metal post of the corner and with it was smacked down rather hard, something that almost seemed as if it knocked her out cold, or close to it. The crowd let out a sympathetic groan for the hardcore Queen as she slumped down onto her butt with her back leaning against the corner as she was placed down on the mat, her head hanging low as she soundless and motionless laid there.

Sabre seemed to sway on her feet, almost groggy from the effort of hurling Cecilia into the turnbuckle, but there was still a glint in her eyes and a grim, satisfied snarl on her lips as she saw the blonde crash down, crumpling into the corner, looking badly beaten now.

The cave girl was being driven by instinctive, animal agression, and she balled her fist and pulled it back, ready to continue her assault on her hated enemy… when finally it dawned on her. Her attacks had pretty much pulverised Cecilia, and the Swede seemed all but defeated. Sabreâ€s eyes widened excitedly as she realised that victory could well be hers.

Instead of raining more punishment down on her foe, Sabre unclenched her fist, and instead went to grab the blondeâ€s wrist. Panting heavily, Sabre would pull up Ceciliaâ€s arm and moved to fasten it into the steel shackle dangling from the corner.

If Cecilia was too far gone to resist, Sabre would be able to lock one wrist, then the other, before finally pulling the seated girlâ€s head up by her hair, and moving to slot the collar around her neck - trapping the Hardcore Queen in chains and winning the grudge match!

Cecilia's head hung low as her body ached like hell, sweat covered and shinning in the lights of the arena as it was downed in the corner in a slumped seated position. It seemed as clear as day that she was defeated in this match. The very dangerous fight had taken it's toll on her body and the raging beast like nature of Sabre had come through in this match as she had been able to down the Hardcore champion herself and had made the stone age babe able to stand tall as a victory.

For a few moments it seemed as if Sabre was going to keep on attacking but before she did so the girl stopped and moved down to grab a hold of the Hardcore Queen's arms. Those almost limp arms that provided little to no struggle were easily pulled into the chains and trapped up as she started to lock the Hardcore Queen up.

The blond beauty let out a low groan of pain as Sabre took a hold of her hair and raised her head before pulling her up a bit. Cecilia's eyes looked up at the mighty frame of the tanned beauty, the voluptuous frame that stood strong before her as she raised and pull Cecilia's head back and trapped it within the collar. Which got a teeth gritting groaning growl from Cecilia as she glared up at Sabre with angry but tired and weakened gaze. When Cecilia had been securely locked in the ref girl would call the match and ring the bell.

Sabre could not help but feel a lot of respect for the blonde as she growled angrily, staying defiant despite everything that had happened. Both strong girls were fearsomely, brutally stubborn, which had made this cage match a terrible ordeal for both of them. The normally unshakeable Sabre had really thought she was going to lose. But as she stepped back from her chained opponent, and heard the ringing of the match bell, the groggy, sweaty cave girl realised she had finally come out on top.

“Yeahh!!!” She punched the air in celebration as it dawned on her she was now dominant. The white-haired girl seemed almost too tired to gloat right now; she staggered back, and held onto the cage wall for support, taking several long, deep breaths, trying to get some air back into her weary body.

She took several moments like this, slumped weakly against the steel, head lolling back in triumphant ecstasy as she took in the cheers and applause from the crowd.

“Did it!! I the best!!” she finally gasped, waving to the fans and beating her chest in triumph.

It was only then that Sabre turned her attention to Cecilia, and realised that her rival was now bound and helpless in the corner. A slow, cruel grin spread across Sabreâ€s lips.

“How you doing, blondie?” she teased. “You regret getting in cage with me now, huh?” Sabre would slap Ceciliaâ€s face a few times, stinging, humiliating bitch-slaps, making sure the blonde was firmly shackled, and checking that Cecilia was awake enough to realise her predicament.