Cecilia Northman vs. Kara X: Submission Debut

Maybe Kara could have taken the fact that someone in AFW could manage to push her back like this. For one, she was rusty after not fighting for a couple of months on her move over. Maybe her technique wasn't right on point like it usually was. Plus, her workout and daily routines - both mastered for years - had suffered as a result of the move, as well. It was hard to stay on schedule when in a jet or having to drive back and forth to AFW headquarters for negotiations. Both of those issues were frustrating in and of themselves, but they made Kara's current inadequate response to the lock-up understandable. And these AFW women were supposed to be the best in the world, of course there was going to be someone who was a little stronger than Kara, even if Kara was in the better overall shape. Northman was a little taller and thicker thanks to genes, so Kara chalked her strength up to that fact, plus her suffering training. That all could have tempered her annoyance.

But when Cecilia spoke up, sounding way too mocking for Kara's taste and her smile entirely too wide with those pretty little lips of hers, the Canadian's frustration fed aggression. Eyes narrowing dangerously and frown forming, the Canadian didn't even bother with the cheap swipe as the ref separated them. Instead, she was just patient enough for the ref to move out of the way before she launched forward, two powerful steps carrying her towards Cecilia and sending her flying shoulder-first into the other woman's thighs to take her down to the mat and make her pay for getting cocky.

Cecilia couldn't help but be a bit proud over the fact that she had managed to dominate Kara like this in the test of strength and proven which blond was and forever would be the strongest! She couldn't let a newbie like this take that position from her and it felt good to put the girl in her place. What felt even better was the look upon Kara's face as the pretty blue eyes just looked to be seething with anger at being bested. Cecilia just couldn't help but grin at that and enjoy the fact that she had annoyed this cocky new chick who thought she could stand in the same ring as the indomitable Cecilia Northman!

When they were separated and the blond had taken a few steps back, the Canadian soon enough moved forward after a slight moment of silence while the ref-girl was backing up. The Swede's eyes widened a bit as she hadn't expected such speed form the woman. She raise her arms up quickly but Kara's target wasn't up, it was down, the shoulder of Kara drove into Cecilia's thighs as with a thud the Swede was tackled down onto the mat. A grunt escaping her lips as she raised her arms up for a guard and attempted to slip her legs over Kara's hips and wrap them around the woman. Wanting to go into a full guard. Which would also allow her to lock in the first submission hold with an attempt to squeeze those hips and that waist of Kara with her strong legs for a waist scissor!

The satisfaction that Kara felt as her shoulders tore through Cecilia's legs to take the other woman down to the man was not nearly enough to match her anger at being pushed back to the ropes, but it did feel damn good to hear Cecilia's back hit the mat so hard and her cocky-as-shit mouth let out the sure sounds that the landing didn't feel good. Face scrunched up in her determination to repay her opponent, Kara scrambled forward to drop onto Cecilia's chest to continue her onslaught, but as she leaned her torso forward, her hips situated themselves dangerously between Cecilia's thighs. Kara didn't notice the other woman's long, powerful legs shifting up and around her toned midsection before they were locked into place, immobilizing her...and the squeezing began.

"Grrrrt...", came the guttural sound that rumbled in Kara's throat as Cecilia's thighs bore into her just above the waist, and the Canadian grimaced in equal parts anger and pain as she leaned back on her knees, sitting on her feet and staring up into the lights with her jaw set and fists clinched as a means of withstanding the scissors mashing on the muscles of her torso and robbing her of easy breathing. On pure instinct, her hands moved to grip at the thighs on either side of her and squeezed on them in return in some misplaced effort to fight back against them, but Kara, pure defiance, reminded herself that she had more than a tough and taut enough midsection to deal with a damn bodyscissors. No one's body could outlast hers. No one's.

Willfully ignoring the aching constriction and bringing her hands back up to her chest, the seasoned wrestler groaned as she gathered herself for a moment more. Then she shoved forward through strength of her legs, leaning in far enough to start unleashing ugly, but sharp, blows into Cecilia's face with her fists.

Being taken down in such a manner by Kara was unexpected for the Swede but it wasn't something that she couldn't deal with. She was quick to move her legs up and around those curves of Kara's lovely frame and put a tight squeeze on the girl's waist with her strong legs. Once again she seemed to have the upper hand against her blond foe tonight whom she had already decided to give no quarters too.

Kara had proven herself to be strong and the girl's determination and will could be seen right through those sapphire like eyes, all the more reason for Cecilia to not want to take her all that lightly. Of course t he Swede still didn't think that this cocky newcomer could actually take her down but better to at least put some effort into it than to simply not enjoy herself.

With her legs squeezing and crushing the hips and sides of the lovely Kara, she got to hear some lovely groans from the girl. The arms of Kara squeezed and struggled against her strong thighs but of course it was a misguided attempt, she would soon have to give that up unless she wanted to simply tap out this early into the game. Soon though, Kara's arms went up and her hands were balled into fists, which soon enough were used to start to rain down blows upon the Swede.

The mighty long haired blond's arms though were ready and prepared as a full guard to protected herself from the rain of blows, they smacked against her arm, a few straggling hits smacked against the side of her head and her shoulders but the blond kept it all up, trying to squeeze that waist as she tried to block those punches. After a few more punches the mighty Swede would try and snatch up her Canadian's foes wrists in each hand and spread those arms out, trying to take further control away from the Canadian beauty!

With focus only born from experience, little as she had been challenged in the past, Kara pushed past the grinding of Cecilia's leg muscles into her waist to fight back. But Kara's outright assault was not what she wanted. Though her swings had enough malevolence behind them to knock through Cecilia's guard once or twice, they were not the pounding that Kara wanted against Cecilia's precious, smug face. The Canadian was too fast with her hands to let Cecilia grab her wrists as they flew, but by the time the other blonde attempted it, Kara had given up her assault, anyway, leaning back again against the strain that squished her waist, groaning once more.

Several seconds passed. It was only now that she cared that so many people were out there watching her. She was not going to let all these people, of little importance of they were to her notwithstanding, see her capitulating to some veteran who walked out here like she owned the place without a fight. It just made it worse that Cecilia could have been mistaken for her on the street. Kara had come out here tonight to make a statement for her dominance, and she was squealing over a bodyscissors. It was not gonna be this the rest of the match, no.

Winded though the hold had made her, the Canadian suddenly lurched forward with all the strength in her legs, lifting the other blonde's hips far enough that the ref might have started a three-count if the stipulations had called for it. Her arms gripping around Cecilia's thighs, Kara wheeled her body around to turn Cecilia over and plant a foot on either side of the woman's body to establish a reliable base of leverage. Her arms hooked under Cecilia's legs, the blonde leaned as far back as she could, bending Cecilia's body into the Boston Crab.

So far so good, she had managed to trap Kara pretty well between her strong thighs and soon enough those punches stopped as well, she might not have been able to grab a hold of those arms of the fellow blond but there was no need to do so. Cecilia figured that as long as she could put an end to the punching it was good enough.

Seemed as if Kara didn't have it in herself to keep throwing useless punches against Cecilia's guard, even though it had left her arms with a stinging pain running through them, but it would soon enough fade and the blond powerhouse was keeping up her squeezing of that toned midsection of Kara's. Being relentless in her assault she watched Kara helplessly try and find a way out of this situation as she slide her hands up and down her thigh, gripping and squeezing in vain.

" Hah! Not gonna do you any good!" Cecilia let out, but soon enough those words were proven wrong as Kara with some impressive leg strength pushed herself up to her feet and with a quick pull around managed to roll the Swede over onto her front, Cecilia's hands pressed against the mat as her legs were soon grasped, she pounded the mat once with her fist in frustration as Kara locked in a painful boston crab, which caused the mighty Swede to groan out in pain.

She shook her head, hands reaching forward to try and reach the ropes...they were pretty far away but she had already established she was the strongest and when it came to will power there was no one who could outlast the blond beauty! Cecilia'd start to try and use her hands and arms to try and crawl and drag the two of them towards the ropes! "Nngh...!"

It seemed now as if Kara was going to prove to be quite the handful in this match...which meant a whole lot of fun for the Swedish powerhouse...if not also a whole lot of pain, right now to her hips and lower back.

This, this was where Kara was meant to be. On top...in control. Hearing the other woman's groans (and Cecilia's were nice) as she was the one dealing out the damage - when she was proving her superiority. She locked her arms as tightly around Cecilia's legs as she possibly could and leaned back far enough that she was nearly looking up into the stadium lights. Her look of pain and frustration was all but gone now, given way to satisfaction. And in that satisfaction, she tilted her head back towards the other blonde, to make darn sure she heard her. "Why don't you tell me what you were saying again, huh? Sounds like something's stopping you."

She dug in as deeply as she could with the hold, enjoying every groan she could produce, and was content to the belief that she would carry out the rest of the match this way until she felt Cecilia trying to dislodge her from her base to escape. Crawling to the ropes... typical. Kara grit her teeth and dug in to withstand the crawling, slowing it, and giving one throaty sound of exertion as she yanked back with a shove of her legs, making Cecilia lose progress by a few inches. "Going somewhere?", she taunted, before sinking back into the hold. She ignored the knowledge that she usually had the other woman screaming her submission by now... it was just going to take a little longer.

Cecilia was not in a very good position right now, having suffered from a pretty great reversal on Kara's part the newcomer now hard her trapped in a painful boston crab submission hold. While Cecilia wouldn't release any screams or even words, having shut her mouth and not letting anything but groans and grunts escape her lips. The cocky words of Kara only made those groans louder as she kept up her defiant attitude.

She was trying to pull her way closer and closer to the ropes but soon enough it seemed as if Kara wouldn't have that, using those powerful legs of hers the fellow blond pulled them back and then locked them back into the hold. " Kh...Y-yeah!" Cecilia let out as an answer to the woman in control as she'd place her palms down against the mat, Kara couldn't weigh all that much....this should probably work, right ? Cecilia placed her hands against the mat and would push herself upwards with those arms, as if she was doing a push up with just her upper-body, attempting to get those arms up straight! Trying to make the position for Kara rather uncomfortable and probably unstable, if she saw an opportunity the Swede would try and twist her body around at her hips so she was on her side. Bringing one arm up she'd attempt to swing with the other one against Kara to try and weaken the hold or even force the fellow blond hottie to break it.

Kara's frustration mounted, the longer she had to maintain her hold on Cecilia's legs. Couldn't she just give the hell up already? The Canadian leaned back far enough, calling upon her well-earned flexibility, that she was nearly butt-to-butt with her bent opponent, and still she couldn't get Cecilia slapping the mat or squealing. She couldn't get much of anything from her - not enough for Kara's taste, anyway, considering her history of dominance. "Just...tap out, you idiot," Kara growled, through gritted teeth. "Or I'll break this pretty little leg off your hip."

Cecilia shifted beneath her, and Kara pulled again to make sure she didn't crawl anywhere. This time, though, it wasn't that Cecilia was trying to get away to the ropes - just trying to get out. The other blonde's body lurched underneath her, and Kara, practiced and disciplined as she was, did not lose her balance with the motion, only moving her feet further to the side against the angle that Cecilia contorted her body. Her hands dug in more tightly against Cecilia's thighs to keep hold. Unfortunately, that meant that Kara's chance to put any pressure on Cecilia's legs was gone - though she held to both of them still, they were both more straightened now than bent. Kara let out a hiss, especially as Cecilia struck her in the hip hard enough that it would leave a bruise.

Cursing internally, the blonde only knew one way that she could be happy letting go - she grabbed Cecilia by the ankle of the leg closer to the mat, yanked the ankle upwards, and dropped her ass down onto the side of Cecilia's knee in spite.

It was without a rather fierce struggle between the two lovely blond beauties as Cecilia struggle to get free and Kara struggled to try and make Cecilia tap. even letting out such words which seemed to show that Kara was having a fair bit of trouble against someone as durable and stubborn as Cecilia! As if she hadn't come up against many people who'd actually keep going in a fight.

If that was the case then Kara was in for one hell of a surprise as the Swede was far from done, in fact she had barley even gotten started! What Cecilia found for herself though in this hold as her struggles were starting to pay off more and more with each second was that this was perhaps going to be one hell of a match! A fun match against what looked to be a girl who packed a bit of a punch...that was just what she wanted!

After she had practically more or less broken the boston crab or at the very least made it a useless hold to keep going it did seem as if Kara had gotten a bit bitter about it and decided to drop down painfully on her knee in retaliation, with that perfect rear of hers. " Agh!" Cecilia yelped out from the pain...but was not one to just let that happen without a bit of tit for tat! Shooting up her other leg to try and smack it up against Kara wherever she could hit in retaliation!