Belinda Northman vs Chelsea Loski Bikini Tables match.

Belinda had no issue continuing her attack with Chelsea in the stunned state that she was in. Hooking her arms around her head she locked in a headlock and kept her pressed up against her chest despite Chelsea trying to push her off. This couldnt end well for her.

Low and behold not even a few seconds later Belinda ran forward and jumped in the air to bring her crashing down in a side headlock. "Duuoough!" She groans as her head hits the floor and she rolls away in pain, trying to get some distance and recover.

Belinda ran forward with Chelsea's head and her arms and drove her down into the barley padded floor outside of the ring, smacking her head into the not so forgiving floor. Following which it seemed as if Chelsea wanted to try and get some distance between them, that was something that Belinda just couldn't allow.

Quickly she'd attempt to scamper after Chelsea and grab a handful of her foe's redhair, trying to move her up to her feet and guide her into the ring, rolling Chelsea in under the bottom ropes. It was about time for the Swede to try and end this!

Her fight for space was sloppy and pathetic so it was no surpise that Belinda put a stop to it so quickly. Grabbing her hair and lifting her ip the blonde simply hoisted her back towards tha ring and pushed her back in.

Personally she would have gone for the table and tired to put her through it but the brief respite was hardly something to complain about, she was tired and hurt but she refused to stay down for long. Taking a second to catch her breath she started to pull herslef back up and get ready for whatever the blonde was planning.

Rolling Chelsea into the ring was just the thing she wanted to do, she would go and set up the table that the redhead at rolled in right after, moving up the table to try and start setting it up close by the corner, folding out the legs and making sure it was all steady.

Quickly Belinda would try and turn towards Chelsea and start to walk up to her, looking to grab a hold of Chelsea's head and starting to guide her foe up towards her feet. If she managed that Belinda would try and send a knee up into Chelsea's gut to stun her and start to guide the redhead towards the table.

Chelsea was tossed into the ring and simply laid anout while it happened. Belinda seemed to always be just one step ahead of her, she guessed it had something to do with being a veteran but even then she didn't expect to be this far behind.

As the table was set up by the corner she started to get up only to be lifted up to her feet and kneed in the stomach. "Ouuggh!" She grunted as she was bent over the blow and then brought over near the table, trying to get her head straight.

Belinda would take a hold of Chelsea by her lovely head of red hair and start to climb up on top of the table. So far Chelsea had been a tough opponent but it was clear that the blond had the advantage over the two! Once she got both of them up standing on the table...the blond would try and pull that head in between her legs and lean forward.

The young blond would try and wrap her arms around Chelsea's waist, hugging her close and pressing her larger breasts down against Chelsea's back. " Phew...you were really tough." Belinda let out as she would try and lift Chelsea upside down.

Chelsea was slowly getting dragged up and on top of the table where she was likely going to be finished off. Far too tired to actually resist much as the two were brought up and Belinda stood them up, placing her in between her legs and trying to lift her up. 

"Im tougher then that for sure..Belinda." She said as as she kicked her feet and fought to stay on here feet. Grabbing her legs she hit them a few times to get her to stop before arching her neck and lifting up, trying to quickly lift Belinda up with her to drop Her backwards.

Belinda was caught by surprise as she tried to lift up Chelsea but the fiery redhead didn't want to go up. It was difficult to hold the struggling redhead and soon enough Belinda had to drop Chelsea back down onto her feet, the table wasn't exactly a stable place to stand upon and as Belinda's thoughts were occupied with the thought of falling...Chelsea instead lifted Belinda up off of her feet and threw her back over her own frame.

" Woah!!" Belinda yelped out in this surprise turn of events and was thrown down, her back hit the edge of the table and then she fell flat forward down against the ropes, arms draped over them as she let out a loud wince and groan of pain, her back burning in pain right now !

The red head would be lying if she said she planned that, but seeing Belindafly over her and hit the table at such angle, she would be a fool not to immedetly pounce on it. Moving off the table went over to Belinda collapsining into the rooes and turned her around. "That could not have felt good, and unfortunately I ned to finish this so bear with me for a second." She said as she drove her knee into Belinda's belly to keep her from getting her strength back as she grabbed her and took her off the ropes. She could have attacked her back but the inoact sounded awful and Chelsea would rather not mess with it, she wanted to win but she didnt ant to injure her opponent in the process and hoped she didnt regret that later.

Assuming she could get this far she would place the blonde on the table, and then drop a double axe handle on her to keep her from moving. From there she would move over to the ropes closest to them and begin climbing, looking to finish this match in grand style.

Belinda's back was pounding and burning with pain, she shook her head as she hung against the ropes and bit down on her bottom lip to not release any cry out pain, trying to hold that pain inside and deal with it as best she could. She didn't really have the time to do so though as soon Chelsea was on her, having turned her around only to drive her knee into Belinda's stomach. " Guhh!!" The blond cried out as air and spittle left her mouth...coughs were the only thing that followed as Belinda slumped forward...

Following she was grabbed by her head and pulled over onto the table, laid on her back as then a powerful axe handle crushed through her abs! " Gaah!" Belinda coughed out, her lungs feeling dry as her body rocked up from the blow. She simply laid back on the table for now, looking up at the arena lights as she wheezed and tried to get as much air back into her lungs as she could, cursing herself that she didn't have the strength to move off of the table.