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

Ouka panted out as her hair was taken by Belinda, forced up to her feet after the suplex as her wits were still trying to recollect as Belinda pressed her assault. On her feet as she was leaned over slightly, Belinda's fist came flying up into her chin for a hard uppercut that snapped back Ouka's head! Her head was spinning from the blow however the stubborn red head refused to fall, instead of falling back, Ouka's feet stamped backwards into the mat until she got her balance back as she intensely looked at Belinda.

She was not going to fall, she was not going to break, she was not going to let Belinda get this one over her! Slowly shaking her head, Ouka could feel her body rallying from within as blood dripped out of her lips!

Belinda hammer into Ouka, once, twice, and then thrice with that uppcut used to top things off, hoping to bring her rival down. She watched Ouka stagger backwards as she panted out, sweat dripping from her chin as she would look on and see how Ouka wasn't falling. Instead she stood, hunched over a bit with red drops falling from her lip.

The Swede shook her head as she couldn't believe that Ouka was able to remain standing, but she wasn't going to let that stop her. Stomping forward towards Ouka with heavy steps, she threw her right arm up and tried to smack it right into Ouka's face as a closed fist punch, trying to smack Ouka down once and for all!

Ouka continued to stand defiantly to Belinda as her rival came in with a punch, smashing it against her cheek as Ouka's head twisted to the side as she staggered back too steps. But she kept her balance, her body wanting to fall by her legs managed to keep it standing up right as she twisted back towards Belinda, a smirk on her bloodied lips as she slapped herself in the head. Sweat dripped off of her face, staining her hair, and coated her body as she stood there, beckoning Belinda to come at her!

"Come onnnnnnn Northman!" she shouted out, roaring to Belinda as her breath of life surged through her body as she waited for Belinda to make another swing, looking to block and defend against whatever it was that Belinda wanted to attack her with and if she was successful in defending, she would bring out her arm and attempted to deliver a violent clothesline across the chest of her rival!

Belinda would shake her head as she couldn't believe that Ouka was still standing, she would grit her teeth, getting a bit frustrated that she could bring her rival down! When she saw Ouka beckon her, the tired Belinda would march back over, heavy footsteps as she moved closer towards the redhead.

Then suddenly, Ouka sprung to life all of a sudden as she went for that swing and blocked it. Belinda 's eyes widened as she then took Ouka's arm straight to her chest as that lariat struck the blond and got the Swede to fall right back down onto the mat with a thud!

Ouka swung with all of her weight into the clothesline, smashing into Belinda's chest as she sent Belinda crashing into the mat as she stumbled past her rival. The balance that was keeping her a foot had to work extra hard to prevent Ouka's own body from betraying it as the Red Headed Number One Face of The World stumbled, only stopping when she reached the ropes and cage to catch herself. Panting, she would whip her head over her shoulder and saw Belinda's state.

Her second wind pressed on as she pushed herself off of the ropes and cage, making her way towards her downed foe as she would reach down to grab that blonde hair as she would press her throat with her thumb before crossing her neck, signifying that she was ready to score another point over her rival, plucking Belinda off of the mat as she would force her opponent's head between her legs, wrapping her arms around Belinda's arms, hooking them double underhook style as she attempted to lift her rival up, flipping her in the air while dropping onto her butt for an Ouka Bomb II!

Belinda laid on the mat, panting for air after having been downed by that painful clothesline, leaving her coughing a bit as the impact had caused the air to escape her lungs, she turned over to her side and placed her right arm across her chest as she tried to get the air back into her depleted lungs. 

That was when Ouka came up to her and took that short blond hair, she pulled the blond up as she did her little gesture and got the Swede's head trapped firmly in between those strong thighs. Belinda gasped, she moved her hands up to grab at Ouka's thighs, trying to find some way to push herself free, but the movements were to swift. Her arms were soon grabbed and pulled up into a double underhook, leaving Belinda with little options as her redheaded rival yanked her up onto the air, flippin her and dropping her down....hard!

Belinda's neck and shoulders were the first thing to make impact as her awkwardly folded up body was slammed down with that brutal Ouka Bomb II! The impact rattled the cage and sent the crowd shouting, raving, cheering, booing! The reaction was so loud that it couldn't be made out exactly what side on this whole things they were on.

Lifting Belinda up into the air, pulling on her arms to force her body to follow, Ouka lifted up her leg before kicking out the other as she dropped to the mat, releasing Belinda's arms to grab onto to her waist and snap her back into the mat for her Ouka Bomb Ver. II! The resounding slam on the mat echoed out as Ouka had Belinda folded up in perfect pinning position as she had her legs over the arms as she'd press down on the back of Belinda's legs to keep her folded over!

Ouka was confident that Belinda was not going to be able to kick out as the effects of her Ouka Bomb was going to be felt for the remainder of this match as she sneered at Belinda, looking from between her legs at her rival as the referee began the pin!

"ONE!"

Belinda was not getting up from this one, she was practically out cold by her rival's powerful powerbomb. She honestly didn't know that Ouka had scary moves like this in her repertoire. She'd never felt the Ouka bomb II and this was by far the worst powerbomb she could remember taking....however, it could be because she was so damn tired and hurt already.

The Swede couldn't move, she only stirred under Ouka's grip as the referee came in and slammed her hand down. Belinda's legs shook and wiggled a little and her head turned from left to right. 

" TWO!....THREE!...." The Bell then rang, as the referee's third count was reached and with it the score was now back in Ouka Shumisen's favor! 

OUKA - 2
BELINDA - 1

The bell rang, signalling Ouka's victory in gaining another point as she laughed out, rolling backwards as she pulled her hands and legs off of Belinda. Rolling back onto a kneeling position, she panted with a smile firmly locked on her face. Wiping a handful of sweat off of her head, she looked up at the timer and saw that a healthy amount of time was still left on the clock. This did not concern her however, she was confident that the beating she gave Belinda on top of the Ouka Bomb II was enough to keep her advantage as she stood up.

She would gain a bit of stamina back from her win, the adrenaline rush of getting a lead over Belinda as she began to bounce up and down on her heels, alternating from side to side as her smirk stayed on her face. "Come on Belinda, there's still more ass beatings waiting for you!" she roared out as she was pumping herself up, recovering bit by bit from the exhausting match as she waited for her rival to get to her feet!

Belinda remained folded up in half as Ouka released her and rolled away, onto her knees and moving up towards her feet. It took a few more seconds before Belinda slumped over onto her side in sort of a ball, she groaned as she started to push herself up. The referee walked up to her, checking to see if she was okay to continue but she waved them off. 

With Ouka's words, The Swede had to continue, She would move up towards her feet, rolling her aching shoulders what little she could as she would rise to a full stand, panting out as she would glare over towards her redhead rival. Sweat dripped from Belinda's chin, she glanced up at the timer...Good, There was plenty of time to catch up with Ouka. Yet, Belinda didn't want to have to be the one catching up to Ouka all the time, she wanted to beat this cocky rival of hers. 

She would wipe the sweat from her forehead with the back of her arm and then walk up to the center. She'd stand as tall and proud as she could, glaring at Ouka. " You won't get another chance...Shumisen. The only ass beatings left in this match are for you." Belinda said through panted breath.