Belinda Northman Vs. Ami Takeuchi: Handcuff match

Belinda let out a loud sigh as she took a deep breath and then attempted to pull back even more, leaning back as much as she could as she was practically trying to make Ami's back into a permanent C shape. She knew she wouldn't be able to do this for long....she had to win and putting this much effort into this submission was probably gonna tire her out quite a bit as well.

The young blond wanted to show Ami and the crowd that she was better than the bluenette. Which she was trying to do with this powerful and skilled boston crab! " How you holding up Ami ?! Tell me if your back is breaking and I'll let go." Belinda let out, she hated Ami...but she didn't wish a serious injury on anyone.

Luckily for Ami, she had done alot of damage to her opponent which was probably causing her to not fully lock in the hold as she could have had she not been exhausted after going through so much already in the match. Still, even taking that into consideration, the boston crab still really hurt like hell as she was screaming out in pain.

The supermodel was given a window of escape and she would take it no matter what "Waaahh Owww, let go, let go, let goooo"she whined and complain as she buried her face in the mats.

" Already huh ?" Belinda let out as she raised an eyebrow, hearing Ami scream to be let go...oh well. It was the best action she could take really. Holding Ami trapped in this boston crab the girl had to expend a lot of energy as Ami was struggling and more fresh than she was...as such she had to let go sooner or later.

Belinda would let go of Ami's legs and let them fall down onto the mat. The young blond would take a few deep breaths before she'd reach back and attempt to grab a handful of Ami's moist hair, trying to move up to her feet and pull Ami up with her, so that she was facing Ami's back. " Tuck in your head." Belinda would let out, somewhat teasingly and somewhat helping Ami a little bit as she'd try and wrap her arms around Ami's waist and try and lift the girl up off of her feet and throw her backwards for a german suplex!

Even though she was going to be released out of the submission hold, or atleast that is what she had hoped her opponent would do, it wasn't guaranteed that Belinda would simply allow Ami to take her time to recover and start the match off from scratch. Her legs were released and she finally sighed in relief as her back wasn't being tortured anymore but soon a stinging sensation was felt on her scalp when she was pulled up on her feet by her hair.

The supermodel whelped and slapped at her opponents wrists but couldn't do much as Belinda made sure she was behind the supermodel where she would wrap her arms around her slender waist before launch her up and over her to execute a german suplex!!

*THUD*

Her back slammed against the ring mats as she flipped once more and shifted onto her belly from the intensity of the impact.

" Phew..." Belinda let out as she'd start to move up to her hands and knees, moving over towards Ami's downed frame as she'd attempt to place herself over Ami's back, facing her rival's legs. Belinda would try and snake her arms in underneath Ami's waist, attempting to hug them tightly towards her own frame.

" Time to end this..." Belinda let out a light sigh as she'd take a deep breath before attempting to place her feet against the mat and push herself up to her feet, trying to lift Ami upside down in the air with her back pressed against Belinda's front, her arms wrapped tightly around Ami's waist. " Told you this was my match." Belinda'd throw a light tease to Ami before she'd attempt to jump up and throw the pair forward.

Belinda would try and have Ami crash down front first with Belinda coming down on top of her, attempting to hit her rival with a belly to back inverted mat slam. Or the finisher which Belinda had dubbed Moon Drop

The suplex really knocked the wind out the supermodels sail as she was down on her belly and not really moving much. She took her time to rest up and get some air back in her lungs. Belinda, however, was already on the move as she crawled towards her foe and pressed onto her back- wrapping her arms around her waist whilst facing her legs.

Her body was then lifted off the mat as she was held upside down against her opponents front, with all the blood rushing to her head, she wriggled and squirmed against her but couldn't counter in time as Belinda jumped forward to dump the supermodel down against the mat, face first, with the added impact of Belinda's weight crashing down onto her back!

"Mmnngghh! OWWWW"

Driving Ami down with her mighty finisher, Belinda laid on top of Ami's back for a second or two, taking a deep breath before she'd start and move up to her feet, heading over towards the corner which Ami had gone too earlier and would attempt to grab a hold of the handcuffs.

She'd turn back and start to head over towards Ami, her body was glistening and slick with sweat, her breath was heavy and her hair was all messy, clinging to her and sticking up and various directions. " Alright..it's over now.." Belinda let out through heavy breathing as she'd attempt to reach down and grab Ami's arms, placing her hands against the girl's own rear as she'd try and lock together her wrists with the handcuffs.

After being slammed down on her front, from what Belinda liked to call the "Moon Drop" the supermodel was exhausted and just out of it. Her body was dragged towards the corner of the turnbuckle, the same place where Ami was seconds away from winning the match before the tide of the match completely changed in favour of the blonde cutie.

The supermodel was still struggling to catch her breath as she was left moaning in pain. Her body was drenched in swear as her outfit was sticking to her body a bit awkwardly, her hair covering her face as Belinda looked to finish things off. She was too exhausted to know what was going on and the blonde was able to use that to cuff her wrists with the handcuffs to finish the match, making her the winner.

*DING*DING*DING*

"Mmngh ow, Huh? what? who? WHAAT! NO. N-NO! NONONONONO" suddenly the supermodel knew what had happen, she quickly rose up on her knees and tugged on the handcuffs while having a worry stricken expression on her face "Wah! GET THIS OFF ME NOW"she yelled at the referee.

After locking in Ami's wrists behind her back the blond stepped away from the corner and out towards the center of the ring, placing her hands on her hips as she looked on at the distraught Ami who seemed to have realized that she had just lost. The blond would smirk through a tired face and walked up a bit closer to Ami.

" There we go, guess that proves who's better." Belinda let out as she'd then step back, to have her hand raised into the air by the ref-girl, the crowd cheered for the blond cutie as she had just won, the slowly becoming a fan favorite wrestler would start to move out of the ring. " I guess that settles it, Miss Takeuchi." Belinda said as she'd then try and leave the ring and head up towards the ramp and out of the arena. Looking to clean herself off from her own and Ami's sweat and rest her tired body...she'd probably have to take a nap in her locker room or something...

The supermodel couldn't believe she just lost this, she was in shock! All she had to do was lock the cuff around her semi-conscious opponent and the match was hers but somehow things went totally out of hand from the supermodel as Belinda completely turned the tide of the match and eventually picked up the win. She was still tugging on the cuffs but there was no way they were going to just come out, she was trapped and cuffed- embarrassed infront of a whole crowd.

She kept yelling at the referee before turning her wrath to her opponent, who confidently declared her victory to her and made a statement to who was better but the supermodel was having none of that as this was far from over in her book, to her this was just a lucky win for Belinda and she was going to get her back.

Winner of the match : Belinda Northman