Belinda Northman Vs. Julia Rogers: Steel Cage Match

Belinda grit her teeth and winced...there was little she could do to stop Julia from kicking and struggling her way towards the ropes. Short of abandoning her hold and pulling Julia back in towards the center of the ring. Though that came with a host of other problems. 

Soon enough though it was a thought that was too late to think about, as the lovely blond who was trapped between Belinda's strong thighs managed to reach the bottom ropes with her foot. The ref-girl was even about to move in before she stopped herself, realizing as well that there was no rope break. Belinda perked up tho at the sudden movement and stop from the ref-girl. Looking up she saw that Julia's foot had grabbed at the rope.

The Swede would unwrap her legs from Julia and try to roll backwards up onto her feet in a smooth movement, before taking a step back to give the American a little bit of breathing room. " Dammit, so close." She said to herself.

Julia breathed a big sigh of relief once she felt Belinda’s legs uncoil from around her neck. She pushed up to her knees and grabbed onto the cage and started to pull herself up when—

The cage….

Then it finally dawned on Julia. She’d just put a great deal more energy than she really needed to into getting to the ropes, and Belinda didn’t necessarily even have to let her go. The fact that she did was a good display of sportsmanship, which Julia had to respect. Though knowing she’d forgotten the rules of the match was a tad embarrassing…

“Eheh… Thanks for that…” Julia said a tad sheepishly as she pulled herself to her feet. She extended a fist out to Belinda for a friendly fist bump as a sign of respect for acting as she had. Julia had a feeling if it was the other Northman she was facing things might’ve been a bit different. But as it was, Belinda’s sportsmanship had earned a bit of acknowledgement before the two got back to kicking each other’s asses.

Belinda would bounce a little on her feet as she shook her head, awaiting Julia to get up towards her feet and all, though when she did the Swede would not her head. She figured it would just be a silent little nod and then they'd go on....but when Julia offered that fist bump. 

The Swede would show a rather bright smile as she'd move forward a step and press her fist against Julia's. Looking to nod to her fellow blond yet again, " Don't mention it. Wouldn't want my win to be just cause it's a cage match. " Belinda let out in a teasing manner. Stepping back a step afterwards the Swede would raise her arms up a bit. 

" Ready ?" Belinda let out, waiting to see if Julia was ready before she'd try and step in and try to go low, looking to take a hold of Julia's legs and try to pull them out from under her, looking to get Julia to fall down onto her back with the Swede having a hold of those legs.

Julia nodded in response to Belinda’s comment. That sort of sentiment was one not every wrestler on the roster had respect for. But this was one aspect Julia and Belinda seemed to see eye-to-eye on. A win on a technicality was just an empty victory. Neither of these warriors wanted anything of the sort tonight.

The action soon kicked off again, with Julia once again being taken down, a grunt escaping her lips as her back hit the ground. But with Belina still holding her legs, the cowgirl knew her foe was most likely setting up for something. Hoping to avoid finding out just what that might be, she rolled back onto her shoulders and quickly kicked out with her legs, trying to jerk them free of Belinda’s grip and shoot them up by the other blonde’s head. If that worked, she’d hook her feet together behind the Swede’s neck, then swing herself around before attempting to throw Belinda to the mat with her legs with something of a makeshift hurricanrana!

Belinda took Julia down, so far it seemed as if the two of them were very like minded as wrestlers and shared a lot of the whole Face routine with each other. It was fun to face off against someone like that every now and then where both of the fighters were somewhat courteous to each other. 

The young blond pushed the fellow busty fair skinned woman down onto the mat and was about to take a hold of those legs and perhaps lock Julia up into something nasty! Sadly for the crowd they wouldn't get to see Belinda bend that busty and amazing frame of the cowgirl. As Julia's legs kicked up and the Swede almost staggered back, but before she could do so Julia's legs snapped around her head and with a hard pull down the Swede was throw back first into the mat!

" Auugh!" She yelped out in surprise and pain as she was thrown down hard against the mat, arms and legs flopping before her arms were brought to her back to hold it while arching off of the mat!

It took her a little while, but Julia’s patience finally paid off as her hurricanrana took Belinda down for a rough crash onto the mat. Quickly pulling herself up, the cowgirl saw her opening and hurried over to the ropes, then jumped toward them.

She landed on the middle rope and sprang off it, then turned in the air and extended her legs out in front of her. If all went well, Julia would come crashing down with a big leg drop right onto her foe!

Belinda groaned out as she arched off of the mat, that surprise hurricanrana...by all that was right and good in the world Belinda was going to have to pay Julia back for that painful drop. The Swede brought her right arm back to try and sooth her back...though it seemed as if she was taking things far too easy and taking her sweet time in trying to move up towards her feet.

As Julia jumped off of the ropes and with it crashed down right onto Belinda's chest with that well toned leg. " Gaah!" Belinda yelped out as her generous chest was smacked down by Julia. The Swede's legs kicked up into the air at impact and then fell down, spread out as she was forced to cough underneath Julia Rogers.

Julia’s leg came crashing down right onto Belinda’s chest, prompting a fresh wave of cheers and applause from the crowd! But she wasn’t done yet. The cowgirl knew she still had some ground to make up. As tough as Belinda had proven to be thus far, it still seemed unlikely she was ready to be pinned. But this was as good a time as ever to test the thought out just in case.

Quickly Julia got to her feet, turned her back to Belinda, then leapt up and flipped backward, aiming to splash down onto the Swede with a standing Moonsault! If it connected she’d stay right on top of the girl, immediately reaching out to hook one of her legs for a pin attempt.

Belinda groaned out in pain and coughed out as she laid on her back, she looked up at the arena lights way up in the ceiling, they were as bright as always...perhaps a bit more though she assumed that was simply because of light sensitivity at the moment. She shook her head a bit as she soon enough saw the shadow of Jesse loom over her again...

The Swede was the forced to gasp as the frame of the busty cowgirl crashed down onto her with that standing moonsault and placed the Swede in a pin attempt. Air left the Swede as she was flattened down onto the mat further.

The ref-girl was quick to slide in next to the two of them and raise her arms, slapping her palm down against the mat and shouting out loudly, " One!...Two!..." She was about to raise her arm for the third count, but the Swede's willpower was strong and after the two count was heard the young blond would try and kick up with her leg and try to buck Julia off of her to break the pin!

Julia grunted when Belinda threw her off and broke the count. She couldn’t say she was surprised that her foe had kicked out. Just meant there was more work to be done, a sentiment that wasn’t about to dishearten this cowgirl.

“Not ready to stay down, huh? Guess I’ll just have to fix that then,” Julia said, the walked to the nearest wall of the cage. She put a foot on the middle rope, grabbed onto the cage, then stepped up so she was standing on the middle of the top rope. Was she going to try to escape the cage? Initially it might’ve seemed that way, but in reality the daredevil luchadora had something much more exciting in mind.

Turning herself around to face Belinda, Julia would point up to the sky briefly to signal to everyone watching that she was about to fly. Then she leapt forward off the rope while simultaneously flipping backward, hoping to come crashing down onto Belinda with a Shooting Star Press!