Cecilia Northman Vs. Sermis Languis: Beach Mayham

Cecilia winced out as she shook her head, she cursed under her breath as she shielded her face and eyes from any more heinous attack from the raven haired rival of hers. Though her foe already worked to take advantage of the Swede's momentary blindness as she came rushing in and soon enough drove that shoulder into Cecilia's gut.

The Swede gasped out, " Guah!" as air rushed out of her lungs bending her body over Sermis as that shoulder dug into her abs and then brought her down hard onto the rough sand, leaving a Cecilia shaped mark in the sand as dust flew up around the two.

Sermis managed to take down her opponent. Now there were all sorts of things Sermis could do but there was winning and then there was winning while looking good. Sermis would attempt to quickly grab her opponent head and attempt to shove it right into her chest, attempting to perform a breast smoother. Submission holds seemed to be the better choice as the sand made slams less effective than usual. On top of that, a breast submission also has a humiliation factor to it as well. Not only would she strip Cecilia of her hardcore queen title but would also humiliate her as well. All she had to do was keep the hold on and knock out her opponent.

The Swede had not really been prepared for that move and had been taken down without much way of fighting back against the raven haired beauty now, which Sermis took full advantage off as the half-Japanese woman would pull the beautiful Cecilia's face right up in between those large breasts of the raven haired beauty.

Placing the Swede in a breast smother as Cecilia's hands quickly went up to Sermis shoulders, looking to push and try and get Sermis away from her as the blond kicked with her feet against the send, letting out muffled groans and moans into those pillowy breasts.

Sermis managed to get her opponent face right in between her breast but the older Northman was still fighting her, resisting. The raven hair wrestler just needed to keep this hold up for a while and this match would be hers. She made sure to tighten her grip, trying to keep the hold in, trying to win and humiliate her opponent at the same time. Though at the moment she was having some trouble with it, she needed to do something in order to secure her hold and lower the amount of resistance that was coming from her opponent, then an idea came to her head, maybe not the best one but it was better than nothing. She would attempt to knee her opponent in the side, though she didn't have much room or space to work with so the shots wouldn't be too hard but it was still worth the try.

Cecilia pushed and struggled against Sermis as her face was buried right up in those lovely orbs of Sermis, locking off her air as sweaty and sand covered tits, the Swede struggled and twisted, trying to turn from side to side and attempt to push them over, but she was stopped in that action as Sermis threw a hard knee into her side, causing the Swede to yelp out a muffled yelp. " MMph!"

She cursed under her breath, as she'd try and ball her right hand up and start to try and hammer it into Sermis side, trying to drill it up against the raven haired woman's ribs....she had no idea how long she would last, the heat was already a bother, now with the heat of Sermis frame...along with the lack of oxygen it was rapidly draining the Swedish veteran.

Sermis was struggling to keep Cecilia in the hold. She could start to feel her Swedish opponent getting weaker and weaker. Just a bit longer and she would have this match won in a spectacular fashion. But just as things seemed to be going well until she was hit in the ribs. This would cause her to loosen her grip, though she would attempt to deliver another knee shot as she tried to get the back lock on, wanting to make sure she didn't lose her advantage.

A knee right down into her abs, caused the Swede's head to start to blank out a bit, there was a high pitched noise ringing through her ears as she felt as if she was about to pass out....finally though the Swede decided on one final course of action...she parted her lips and would attempt to dig down her pearly white teeth right into the soft flesh of Sermis breasts, attempting to let immense pain from a bite attempt to free her from the confine of Sermis lovely breasts where she was trapped...hopefully before she passed out right underneath the raven haired beauty. It would also at the very least serve as sufficient payback for those sand attacks of the French-Japanese woman.

Sermis could feel it, she was about to win this match, Cecilia was done, she was growing weaker with every second that went by. She would take away the hardcore queen self-imposed title and in a humiliating manner as well. A large smile would appear on her face as she got excited at the thought of winning and truly making a name for herself.

Suddenly the raven hair wrestler would feel a sharp pain on her breast, causing her eyes to go wide. Sermis would then let out a huge yell as she let go and attempted to get away. She would attempt to also push away Cecilia, trying to create as much room between herself and the Swedish wrestler.

Cecilia bite worked rather well as it got Sermis to retreat rather quickly which was just what the blond beauty wanted. She was released, her face red and sweaty as it had been trapped in the bountiful clevage of the raven haired beauty, having not only had to suffer from the heat of Sermis body but also the scalding heat of the sun which they were wrestling under.

The Swede would push herself up to a seated position as she panted out, moving her arm up to wipe a few big drops of sweat off of her forehead, she shook her head and would start to try and make her way up towards her feet.

Sermis was now standing looking at her chest, she could see some red marks on her chest. She couldn't believe what had just happened. Now Sermis was pissed, she felt this was now personal. The raven hair wrestler would now stare at her blond opponent, with hatred in her eyes. She would start to stomp her way towards Cecilia, ready to bring in the pain. As the older Northman got in a seated position, Sermis would lunge, attempting to hit her opponent with a spear.