Cecilia Northman Vs. Isabella Snow

It seemed as if Isabella was now feeling the pain and her back wouldn't be feeling the same for the rest of the mat, the yell of pain soon came as Cecilia started to make the cloverleaf as painful as possible by focusing it all on a single point of Isabella's spine and tortured the white haired woman. She knew that it was working even more so than she had expected when she heard Isabella pound her fist into the mat.

Though it seemed as if the wannabe Northern Queen wasn't ready to give up just yet...just how Cecilia wanted it! As she started to feel the woman beneath her start to push herself up slowly but surely with her strong arms, the Swede would be forced to move her knee away from Isabella's spine and make her footing more steady with both of her feet on the mat.

" Alright then!" Cecilia let out, a wide grin on her face as she'd try and yank on those legs she had trapped, looking to straighten herself upwards and rise to stand straight with her legs as she'd try and pull Isabella up from between her legs and up into the air, upside down in front of the Swede. Cecilia's arms would quickly try and release Isabella's legs to try and instead grab onto Isabella's waist, wrapping her arms tightly around the white haired woman's frame, placing Isabella's rump against the blonds large breasts as she'd try and hold the mighty white haired woman in the air for a second....all before trying to jump forward and hit Isabella with an inverted belly to back mat slam!

Isabella was slowly but inevitably overpowering the Swede's efforts to keep her grounded, her back straightening back out the further she managed to rise off the mat. She could feel Cecilia shifting on top of her to get a better footing but that wouldn't delay Isabella for long, the American feeling her pace quickening as she put her famous strength to good use here. "Can't...hold...me...forever!" She shouted through gritted teeth, her arms burning from the strain but any pain was worth it if it meant escaping the hold, and for a moment when she felt Cecilia's weight leave her back she thought she had done just that.

"Oh fuck off!" She cursed, half at Cecilia and half at herself, as the blonde hoisted her up into an upside down position that the crowd seemed to love for all the camera flashes she was seeing. What they were eating up were Isabella's tits which looked as if they might spill out at any time if Cecilia just held her there for a minute at most, especially with Isabella twisting left and right, even curling upwards to try and reach the other woman's hair.

Before she could get more than her fingertips on Cecilia's golden mane the woman jumped forward, the sudden movement dropping Isabella back into the inverted position before her front was slammed into the mat!

Cecilia snickered a bit as she got that cursing out off Isabella when she hoisted the white maned woman up into the air, making her struggles at escaping the hole pretty useless. From there the simple matter of dropping forward and crashing with her weight down on top of Isabella was enough to make the ring shake, a heavy impact that would most likely daze the cocky Snow haired beauty.

Lying on top of Isabella's back, the Swede would push herself off and up towards her feet, her hands reaching down for a handful of Isabella's lovely mane of white hair as she'd try and pull the woman up into a doubled over position in front of her. Only for the Swede to attempt and shoot a nasty and powerful right knee up into Isabella's lovely belly without warning to stun the beauty.

Cecilia's next course of action would be to try and shove that pretty head in between her mighty thighs, putting a squeeze on it in a standing headscissor to keep Isabella trapped as she'd lean forward and attempt to wrap her arms around Isabella's waist, hugging it tightly as she'd lift and roll the woman up in a quick motion...and as quickly as she'd roll her up...many times faster and more ferocious the blond bombshell would attempt and slam Isabella down for a hellish powerbomb!

The inverted body slam didn't just sting a little it shook Isabella down to her very core, every muscle in her powerful body seemingly burning from the strain put onto them in an instant by the blonde's big impact move. Her white mane was a mess, looking more like a white mop than anything else with the way it pooled onto the mat around Isabella's head, at least it did until she felt a sharp tug at the back of her scalp. Groaning as she was dragged back to her feet Isabella still had enough of her senses to throw a swinging right hook up at Cecilia's face but the swede was quick and twisted Isabella sideways throwing the punch wide, embedding a knee into the American's gut at the same time.

Isabella went to drop to her knees but the blonde held her up, denying her any sort of time to gather her wits together before shoving her head in between those powerful legs of hers. She pushed at the knees for a few seconds before lashing out with a tightly clenched fist at the outside of the right one, but if it slowed Cecilia down at all Isabella couldn't tell as she was hoisted off the ground yet again. She didn't have to wait long this time however before being brought unceremoniously back to the mat in a powerbomb that felt like getting hit by a car on the freeway, Isabella's asking for the license plate number of the car that had just hit her as she laid out on the mat.

A smirk grew upon Cecilia as she looked down at the busty frame of Isabella as she looked fairly laid out with those limbs spread, that heavy rack heaving with her breath. The blond beauty would step up so she was towering over Isabella.

The Swede would attempt to turn around so she was facing Isabella's legs and then lower herself down, trying to seat her perfect rear upon that pretty face of the wannabe Northern Queen, trying to place Isabella in a face sit smother as she'd bring her knees up to pin those arms of Isabella. Facing the full frame of the white haired beauty the Swede would take her right hand and place it right on top of Isabella's right tit, giving it a commanding grope. " This match isn't really going like you planned, is it faker ?" Cecilia let out as she'd try and rub her perfect rear down upon that pretty face. Looking to humiliate the wannabe Northern Queen a bit.

Isabella's eyes looked glazed over as she stared up at the lights way up in the rafters above them, blinking slowly as her body struggled to respond to her commands for it to move before anything else happened to it like that last impact. A shadow quickly fell over her, Isabella shifting her head slightly until she was looking up at the towering form of the blonde bitch who had hit her with that truck just a moment ago. Grimmacing while somehow scowling at the same time Isabella forced her shoulder to lift up, groaning as she tried to get back up only for Cecilia to plant her back flat with one foot against her chest.

Before she could make any further attempts to rise Isabella found herself face to face with the swede's big rear end, the white haired woman pushing at the mat with her feet to try and slide away but Cecilia just shifted back to drop down on her face anyway. "Mhpf!!!" Isabella's muffled complaints were little more than gibberish but her hands made her feelings on the face sit clear enough as she shoved and clawed at Cecilia's back and legs until her arms too were pinned flat to the mat. A lower groan came next when Cecilia grabed ahold of Isabella's breast, her cheeks bright red as she shouted into Cecilia's ass, furious at the blonde who had gone from dominating her physically to humiliating her outright in the middle of the ring.

Feet flat against the mat she thrust her hips skyward, squirming every which way she could as she voiced her displeasure. She NEEDED to fight her way out of this position and quickly before her lungs began to burn from a lack of air, which would be soon considering that slam had knocked most of it out of her.

Oh it felt good, pretty damn good in fact. To humiliate the cocky Isabella like this. The wannabe Northern Queen was going to get a taste of the difference between the two ladies in the ring, and Cecilia was without a doubt planning on making sure that Isabella would never forget this little first encounter of theirs.

Now that she had her lovely rear down upon the white haired beauty's face and a firm grip of Isabella's breasts the Swede would give those breasts a hard squeeze and attempt to press her rear down further against her foe's face, trying to make sure that she was getting a face-full of ass!

Though what was quite annoying for the blond was that Isabella did not seem to want to stay down, which made it very difficult for Cecilia to enjoy this. As the wannabe Northern Queen bucked and struggled beneath her like a wild mare, all the Swede could do was try to hold on and keep her position, but soon enough she was forced off of Isabella. Cecilia moved away a bit before she'd start to get up to her feet, letting out an annoyed growl.

Isabella wouldn't have thought the Swede could piss her off any more than she already had but having the woman's ass stuck in her face had proven that thought very, very wrong. Nor did she appreciate having her tit toyed with by the big blonde, Isabella thrashing about left and right even harder when she felt those thick fingers sinking into her plump breast. She was going to pay Cecilia back for all of this soon however, she just needed to escape the schoolgirl pin first, not an easy task given that Cecilia was using her tits as reigns, riding her like a wild stallion! She couldn't hang on forever though, Cecilia's grip slipping at last sending the woman tumbling off of her, giving Isabella her first chance for fresh air in the last couple of minutes.

"So thats...how you want to play huh?" Isabella said as she struggled to catch her breath, first rolling over onto her hands and knees before slowly pushing herself back to a standing position. Her right hand went to her chest to adjust her top, pulling it back up into place after the groping it had recieved from the blonde.

Cecilia would shrug her shoulders a bit as she rose up towards her feet. She shook her head and then smirked as she looked on at the lovely white haired woman in front of her. " Felt fitting ~" Cecilia joked out a bit as she would stand tall and wait for Isabella to get up to her feet. 

Once the so-called Northern Queen had brought herself up to her feet, the busty blond would step up towards her opponent. Looking to throw a hard right hook right up into Isabella's pretty face!

Isabella chose not to reply to that last comment from Cecilia, not unless one considered grinding your teeth together so hard the front row of the audiance could hear it...replying. With her hands still on her knees, chest rising and falling heavily as she took deep breasts, she must have looked like easy prey for the blonde who wasted little time in coming in for another offensive against the real Northern queen. But when that punch came in Isabella took one last deep breath and jerked her body upright, the punch missing her face but colliding with her tits instead. She winced at this latest wave of pain but didn't let it stop her, turning towards Cecilia with her arm shooting upward for a clothesline right across Cecilia's neck!

She launched herself upward with the clothesline and would drop down to her knees afterward, but she needed to fight her way back into the fight and she wasn't going to do it by playing safe.