To End It All! The Ironwoman Cage Match (Ouka vs Belinda)

Coughing out as she got to her feet, holding herself up in the corner of the ring Ouka panted for air as she tried to recover. However with Belinda rushing at her, she knew that was not going to happen. Especially how there was no other way out of corner with the steel cage sealing off a quick escape to the outside as Ouka was forced into an inescapable position and took two hard knees to her chest, blasting her back into the corner as she recoiled off of the padded rungs before dropping onto her butt.

Coughing and panting, she sat in the corner on her butt, staring up through sweaty eyes as she took deep breaths, which was difficult now with the stinging chest of taking two vicious knees to her boobs!

Belinda landed on her feet in front of Ouka as she had driven her rival into the corner, blasting her in the chest with those two knees straight to that impressive bust. Her breath was still heavy but she was starting to feel it, she was coming back into this match as she had just laid a smack down on the lovely Ouka and she was planning on continuing it! 

She would reach down for that hair of her rival and try and pull Ouka Shumisen up to her feet, then grab those legs and try to lift Ouka up so she was seated on the top turnbuckle. Reaching forward for Ouka's arms and pulling her forwards so she was leaning forward, Belinda would try and place the back of Ouka's head against her shoulder and then reach with her arms for the back of Ouka Shumisen's thighs. Trying to then haul Ouka up, into the air as she would back up a few steps! 

Trying to walk with Ouka upside down, legs spread and carried on Belinda's shoulder, before she'd drop down and try to slam Ouka with a painful muscle buster!

With her head draped back across the bottom rung, Ouka's lungs felt like they were on fire after those brutal knees to her boobs. Groaning out, she looked up to see Belinda reaching out for her, grabbing her and pulling her up to her feet as she was posted against the turnbuckle, slumping into it as Belinda went low. Wrapping her arms on her legs, Belinda shoved Ouka up onto the top turnbuckle where she was left seated, hunched over as she was pulled into Belinda.

Her legs tucked in and back of her neck forced against Belinda's shoulders, she was hauled off of the turnbuckle in a show of strength! Dangling around as she tried to squirm her way out of this hold, there wasn't much room for Ouka to struggle. She was locked tightly in a ball that was already painfully stretching her body, made even worse as she was driven back first into the mat, her tense muscles crashing against the mat as she flopped off on impact.

Springing up into a seated position, Ouka's eyes were glazed over as she sat there with a far away look before she collapsed back into the mat.

Belinda had hauled Ouka up into the air and she walked towards the center of the ring, the crowd popped at the sight of Belinda carrying the Japanese wrestler in the air in that muscle buster position, partially cause Belinda was in control and they were liking that but also because it made the skirt clad Ouka give off a panty shot to the crowd. 

The Swede walked with her Japanese rival and then threw her down, slamming Ouka down hard onto the mat and hitting her with that brutal muscle buster. It was enough to make the entire ring shake and for the cage to rattle loudly, it felt like a good moment to put Ouka Shumisen away! 

As Ouka flopped up, Belinda would remain on her back for a few seconds, panting as she would then roll over and get up to her hands and knees, as she would try and move up and lay across Ouka's chest. Trying to pin her rival down and go for a pinfall. Pressing her chest down across Ouka's and pushing her weight down onto the redheaded heel's shoulders.

Panting heavily as she laid on the mat, Ouka felt the weight of her rival slapping down on top of her as it made breathing exceptionally difficult for her! But not only that, it entered the dangerous pinning predicament that she was in no condition for her after that brutal Muscle Buster! Gritting her teeth, she could not let Belinda attain another score, any score she got would just make life difficult for Ouka as she tried to move her legs.

Her back however, affected how much she could move them which was not a whole lot at the moment as the referee got into position. Breasts pinning down on breasts as sweaty bodies pressed against each other, Ouka tried to get her body to move as she was stuck underneath Belinda!

"ONE!"

Belinda panted out as she would huff for air, sweat dripping down form her down onto her rival as she laid on top of her her, pinning Ouka down onto the mat and with it the referee was quick to slide in next to the two. If they were honest, the referee was starting to look a little ragged as well, having to drop down, and following along the action in the ring, nowhere near the level of the buxom fighter's fatigue level, but it was without a doubt visible that they were starting to get a bit sweaty.

She slapped her hand down against the mat and called out for that first count and then following which, she would raise her right arm up into the air again and slam it down hard. 


"TWO!" She'd shout, as Belinda would try and push her weight down a bit more onto Ouka's chest, trying to make sure her rival was pinned effectively, but having not hooked a leg or anything....she couldn't say it was a very secure pin attempt.

Ouka was beginning to stir as the count got closer to three, the second that the second count hit the mat, her body got a jump of adrenaline shooting through her as the hand lifted up, making its way down for a third count before Ouka shot her shoulder up just before it hit the mat!

Many thought that Belinda had gotten another fall, but the referee locked in the cage with them held up two fingers, assuring everyone that it was a near fall as Ouka rolled onto her side, panting heavily as more sweat oozed out of her body!

Belinda couldn't believe it, as the second count hit the mat, right before the third count Ouka Shumisen's arm shot up from the mat and her shoulder with that, breaking the pin and in the process of course stopping the count. 

The Swede groaned out, panting as she barley laid on top of Ouka. She would then roll off of the redhead. Moaning out a bit in pain as she did and would then slowly push herself up towards her feet, her body completely drenched in sweat as she would try and reach down for a handful of damp red hair and start to try and pull Ouka Shumisen up towards her feet. 

She knew she would need something bigger than a muscle buster to put Ouka away, she would maybe need one of her finishers to put and end to Ouka here, sure there was a lot of time left on the clock but should she be able to hit Ouka with a mighty finisher, then perhaps Ouka would just be too out of it to continue. She would try and guide Ouka's head in between her sweaty thighs and start to set the redhead up for a finisher.

Ouka couldn't believe it, she was less than one second away from allowing Belinda to even up the score. She couldn't let that happen, she had worked hard for the lead and was going to let one slip up negate all of that! She groaned out, beginning to push herself up to her feet, but Belinda cut her foot, taking a hold of her sweaty red hair as she was forced between the legs, the sweaty thighs closing down on her head.

Ouka knew what Belinda was thinking and she couldn't let this hit. After that Muscle Buster, a Moon Drop was going to do a lot more than just even out the scoring! Her arms would wrap tightly around on Belinda's legs and with a burst of strength, Ouka popped up with Belinda on her back hanging in the Alabama position. Gripping her opponent's legs tightly as she steadied herself, Ouka attempted to counter by whipping forward and driving her rival into the mat with the Alabama Slam!

Belinda panted out as she forced Ouka's head in between her thighs, she would reach forward, placing a hand on Ouka's bare sweaty back as she would reach for Ouka's waist line and attempt to grab at it. She was about to try and lean forward and wrap her arms around Ouka's waist, she just needed to gather her senses a little bit.  

Though that window was just what Ouka was looking for, as she wrapped her arms around Belinda's thighs, the eyes of the Swede opened wide as then suddenly she was brought up off of her feet and then whipped forward and over Ouka's frame, slammed brutally down onto her back, body flopping on the canvas as the cage wall rattled. Her arms flopped at her sides as the blond wrestlers chest heaved as she laid on the canvas with heavy breaths escaping her mouth, panting out in a loud groaning manner.