Belinda Northman Vs. Cheryl Pride

Belinda held tightly onto Cheryl's leg and pinned the purple haired woman's shoulder down firmly with her weight, putting all of Cheryl's center of gravity on those shoulders that she was pushing herself down onto to keep Cheryl pinned. 

She got as far as to a two count before the prideful one managed to muster the strength to dislodge her, kicking the short haired blond off of her and making Belinda roll over onto the side and start to then push herself up  to her hands and knees. She panted out and shook her head, it was close but Cheryl managed to kick out just in time. 

Shaking her head again as she rose up to her feet, Belinda would start to make her way towards Cheryl and attempt to reach down for a handful of purple hair, looking to start pulling CHeryl up towards her feet.

Cheryl grit her teeth slightly as she felt her grab at her hair like that, feeling her begin to pull her to her feet. Belinda had been on a bit of a roll in this match in the last few minutes and Cheryl needed to stop that as quickly as she possibly could. She took a deep breath through her teeth with how intense the stinging feeling was rushing through her scalp, but she fought through it, ready to counter attack.

She twist her body just a little, balling her hand into a fist as she tried to send it as hard as she could into Belinda's side, trying to get her to release her and step back and away.

Belinda managed to pull Cheryl up to her feet but that was about it for her control f the match for now, as Cheryl took her fist and dug it deep into Belinda's side for a strong punch. 

" Uurgh!" The Swede grunted out as Cheryl forced her to back off and hold her side, she coughed out a little and then glared back at Cheryl. " Kh...if you wanted a fist fight you should have just said so." Belinda spoke out as she would try and take a step closer to the buxom purple haired opponent of hers and throw a hard right fist of her own aimed right at Cheryl's chest.

Cheryl took a breath after she slammed her fist into her side like that, stumbling back just a bit from Belinda forcing her back like that. She pushed a slight smirk on her face for having managed to get a good hit in like that,, but shortly after, Belinda said what she did and slammed a fist back into her chest.

Cheryl grunt out had from the impact, making her stumble back a bit and hold her chest. The force knocked the wind out of her a little, making her gasp for air for just a second before she moved back in. She brought her fist back as if she was about to return the punch, before instead she threw her foot forward, trying to slam a kick with the tip of her boot into Belinda's shin.

Belinda threw her punch straight in Cheryl's generous breasts and watched the purple haired woman back up, smirking a bit as she was starting to feel confident that she could out-punch this cocky purple haired woman. 

Yet it looked as if Cheryl wasn't about to back away, no, she looked to fight it out with the Swede. Belinda narrowed her eyes and waited for Cheryl to return that punch, but it never came! Instead what came was Cheryl smacking the Swede right in her chin with a nasty kick! 

" OOUW!" Belinda yelped out as she staggered back and jumped a bit on her un-hurt leg, keeping pressure off of the one that had just been kicked. From there the Swede grit her teeth and glared at Cheryl through a pained face. Quickly trying to lash out with a hard swipe of her right hand, looking to slap Cheryl right on her pretty cheek.

Cheryl pushed quite the grin on her face as she watched Belinda stagger and hop like that. She was quite proud of herself for doing such a thing, even though it was honestly quite the cheap shot when it came down to it. She just had the widest grin on her face, nodding to herself as she moved in to take advantage.

When she moved in to capitalize though, she was met with that hard slap to her cheek, the stinging pain making her gasp and stumble to her side a bit. She was stunned at that sort of retaliation, rubbing her stinging cheek from the impact before she growled through her teeth, looking back at the girl.

"You..little bitch!" She yelled out, thrusting herself towards her and trying to slam her knee hard into her gut.

Belinda slap hit through and hard, probably knocking the taste out of Cheryl's mouth for the foreseeable night. Though it was satisfying to pay the buxom purple haired fighter back for that cheap shot of a shin kick.

The Swede would smirk right back at Cheryl, but it looked as if the slap of hers had pissed off the nasty heel. Cheryl would then step up and throw a hard knee up into Belinda's gut! Smacking that knee into the Swede's abs! 


" Uuugh!" The blond would grunt out, stumbling backwards and dropping into a double-over as she wrapped her arms around her gut and coughed out.

Finally Cheryl seemed to get an advantage, slamming her knee into her gut like that. She watched her double over and immediately moved to follow up. She knew if she let her recover for even a second, Belinda could get right back into it and take the fight right back to her.

She wrapped her arm around her head as she was doubled over, moving back just slightly before attempting to yank her upwards. She was trying to just slam her down hard with a vertical suplex, wanting to go further into her offensive, aiming to go with what worked for her at the start of the match.

Belinda was staggered and doubled over by that knee from Cheryl, as the purple haired woman then stepped forward and wrapped her arm around the Swede's head, grabbing at the blond's waistband before she yanked the blond upside down into the air.

The young Northman was then threw backwards down hard into the mat with a vertical suplex! Causing the Swede to grunt out in pain, " Gruh!" the blond's body flopped a bit upon impact as it looked as if Cheryl had managed to turn the tide in her favor.

Cheryl was all smirks and grins as her approach from the start had worked just as she wanted for a second time. She took a deep breath, sitting herself up as she turned herself around, crawling over to Belinda. She attempted to grab her arm, trying to pull her up and on top of her, Cheryl lying on her back as she did so. "Hope you're ready to feel a good amount of pain. You can tap if you want"

She tried to wrap her arms around her neck and her legs around her waist, trying to lock her in a tight double submission hold as she lie on her back. She wanted to squeeze and yank her as much as she could, hoping to deal a good amount of pain.