Hardcore Title match: Cecilia Northman Vs. Sabre

Thing were really starting to look bad for the Queen of the North, as Sabre was starting to really weaken her. Air became of short supply and her throat started to feel like it was on fire, being crushed by the bat, but she could feel the grip weaken slightly every time she threw her elbow back, if she could just have kept that up she would have been able to last this and probably get out of the hold.

But then Sabre began to press the bat up, more against her chin than her throat, after that she found the strong cave girl pulling her up, yanking her up onto her feet by force. Cecilia flailed with her legs, before she found her footing on the ground, " Agh..kh..l..let...go" Cecilia said with a strained and weakened voice as she grabbed at the bat and tried to pull it away from her throat the best she could.

The Queen of Valkyrie's could feel everything ending, the world started to blur, sound became non existent, and her legs began to weaken and shake lightly, knees buckling and everything began to vanish...I can't lose..come on think...Cecilia thought to herself as she gasped for air and searched for some way to free herself. Sabre's body pressing up against hers like this was a nice feeling, if not for the choking, the girl was quite close which made throwing elbows back at her quite difficult.

When Cecilia heard Sabre's words, first about how she would let her go after she crushed the blond beauty, Cecilia gritted her teeth and growled a little in anger, it wasn't until Sabre sniffed her hair and made fun of her, that Cecilia dug her heels into the ground and tried to move her hands back to grab onto the back of the stone age babe's neck, clasping it with both her hands tightly. After which Cecilia would attempt to pull forward, bending forward with all the might she had, pressing her butt against Sabre's groin and attempted to toss Sabre over her head and make the Strong tanned girl smack down onto the mat in front of her.

Sabre grinned to herself as she continued to strangle the other wrestler. Ceciliaâ€s barrage of backwards elbows were really hurting her ribs, but at least they were getting weaker now, a sure sign to the savage that her strategy was working. Cecilia was impressively strong, but the brutal sleeper hold would bypass that muscle, and choke the blonde unconscious. Sabre was excited by the idea, grinding her own scantily-clad body against the back of Ceciliaâ€s frame, enjoying this close proximity while she had total control…

…or so she thought. Ceciliaâ€s powerful body turned out to be too much for Sabre to keep hold of. The Swedeâ€s butt pressed into her groin took Sabre by surprise, and she found it was her turn to be lifted off the ground as Cecilia bent forwards.

“Woah!!” she cried as she lurched forwards, flipping head-first over Ceciliaâ€s shoulders. Rolling in the air, Sabre thudded onto the canvas, her already-sore shoulders taking the worst of the blow. Her body shook in pain, she was disoriented, and sheâ€d lost her grip on the baseball bat.

“Gughhh…” the masked girl groaned wearily at her opponentâ€s feet, stunned by the reversal. Sabre was a tough fighter but this hard-fought match was starting to take its toll. It would take her several seconds to even think about dragging her tired frame upright, the stone age babe looking quite vulnerable right now.

After tossing Sabre over head, Cecilia almost immediatly after fell down onto one knee, holding the rest of her body up with a hand on the other knee, she began to take in as much breath as she could, which caused her to cough out a lot as she had to get back air, but she did it so quickly that it forced a funny feeling in her throat. Even though she coughed like this she smiled that she was out of the hold and that she had managed to take it to Sabre as well.

Cecilia's soon calmed down a little and relied on heavy breaths that could be seen clear on her strong frame, making her chest move up an down in a slow but rhythmic fashion to her breathing. The strong blond girl glared down at Sabre who looked to be in quite a bit of pain, before she would attempt to reach out for her, attempting to grab onto the girls hair and try to roll her and pull her up, while she started to head up to he feet and attempted to drag Sabre up with her as well.

Cecilia couldn't say that she had fought many girls in her time that was as strong as Sabre, this girl was one of the toughest opponents she had had, and it had turned out to a match that while painful and filled with body breaking toughness, it was as fun as they came for the Queen of the North.

If Cecilia could pull the girl up to her feet along with her, then she would try and slip an arm in between Sabre's legs and attempt to move the other one over and around her shoulder as she would take a deep breath and then with a heavy groan attempt to lift Sabre up and tilt her upside down.

Cecilia would let out a loud warcry before she would attempt and run with the cavegirl in hand towards a corner and attempt to ram Saber's body into it while it was upside down, after which she would attempt to entangle the girls legs with the ropes in an attempt to catch her in a tree of woe position.

The dizzied Sabre looked up groggily at her opponent, a rare pause in their fight. Both gorgeous grapplers had momentarily stalled, Sabre aching, Cecilia coughing and spluttering. But unfortunately for Sabre, Cecilia could refill her lungs a lot quicker than the cave girl could overcome her accumulated pain.

Her first punishment for losing this little race was a sharp hair pull. Her weary limbs scrambled to try and get upright, but her yanked hair still burned her scalp, and she cried out in agony. Though she had been forced upright, there was little fight in her body, and she felt her limp frame being manhandled by the blonde.

“Noo!!” the cave girl wailed as she felt herself being lifted off the mat, and even flipped upside down. Her legs flailed uselessly in the air and her white tresses dangled down towards the mat. This really didnâ€t bode well, and the sudden rush of blood to her brain made her dizzy, aching head all the worse.

Sabre started to squirm weakly from her upside-down position, but was soon cowed as Cecilia let out a huge roar, and broke out into a run. It was an impressive sight, and it seemed the blonde was ready to match the primal girl, and even better her, in terms of aggression and strength. Sabre could do nothing but brace herself for the inevitable impact…

…but it still rocked the cave girlâ€s frame as she felt her back being slammed into the turnbuckle.

“UUIIIIGGHHHH!!!!!” she groaned in intense agony.

White-hot pain surged though her spine, spreading out to flood her entire body. “Ahhhahhhahh…” she whimpered helplessly, senses reeling from the shock of the impact. Sabre was so battered right now, she hadnâ€t even really realised why she hadnâ€t crashed to the mat, her body now strung up in a tree of woe. Her upside-down eyes were badly out of focus and she lolled helplessly in the corner, arms hanging limply.

After picking up Sabre and ramming the strong cave girls body into the corner and crushing her against her own body and the turnbuckles, Cecilia staggered bad a little after hooking her legs, she raised a hand and used it to pull her hair back and wipe some of the blood of her face. Making a smear of blood on her face be there instead of the streaks that were before.

She took a few more deep breaths before she quickly looked around a little for a weapon. The bat was still there, not all that far away either, Cecilia walked over and grab onto it, taking a firm hold of it and then turned over to Sabre. She gave the girl a smirk as she would start to walk over to the strong cave girl with the bat in hand.

Cecilia could barley hear the noise of the crowd, she didn't know if they booed or cheered at the moment, they didn't exist in her mind at the moment, all there was, were her and her mighty opponent Sabre, and of course the bat that she now had in hand, Cecilia stopped in front of Sabre and would position herself to start swinging at Sabre.

" Batter up.." Cecilia let out a little mock with a light chuckle, her voice was tired and she sounded like she was in quite a bit of pain, it was clear that when she walked earlier she limped lightly, and that Sabre had really been able to push Cecilia to her limits and maybe even beyond.

With the positioning now, Cecilia would attempt and pull back the bat over her shoulder and then start to swing the bat as hard as she could, aiming the swing to Sabre's sexy abs as hard as she could, as she swung the bat with her entire body.

Tangled in the Tree of Woe, Sabre only had a dazed, upside-down view of proceedings, but she could still see Cecilia bend down and collect the baseball bat. As the blonde advanced towards her menacingly, Sabreâ€s sluggish brain started to realise that this wasnâ€t going to be good.

She started to squirm, but found herself hopelessly trapped in the corner. Her body tensed fearfully as she realised she was a sitting (well, hanging) duck.

“no… no!” she whimpered as Cecilia shaped up for her swing.

“AAAAHHHNNNGGGHHH!!” A deep bellow of pain was forced from the cave girlâ€s lungs as the baseball bat smashed straight into her stomach. Sheâ€d tried to brace herself for the impact but it made no difference to the brutal blow. Her whole, upside-down body spasmed against the turnbuckle at the ferocious pain, and her eyes widened in utter agony. Sabre was badly hurt and her senses were reeling. Though her tight abs could take more damage than most, the weapon strike had bludgeoned through most of her defences and she was left winded and struggling to breathe. Her midsection ached terribly and Sabre could already tell it was going to be bruised and sore for weeks. Cecilia had made her mark, and then some.

Shuddering, Sabre tried to curl up a little, clutching her hands to her stomach in an attempt to manage the blinding pain. Her juddering legs would weakly try and kick free of the ropes, but really she was too debilitated by the blow to her body to do anything right now.

Cecilia took a step back after hitting Sabre with the bat with all her power behind it, she watched the cave girl as she showed her how much pain she was in, and put on a light smirk and then took another step back to put an arms length between her and Sabre. Cecilia would try and lift her bat up a bit and try to place it against Sabre's groin and start to try and grind the tip of the bat against it.

" Awww, did that hurt Sabre-chan ? You were wrong when you said you would break me....I'm gonna break..you" Cecilia said as she glared a little bit at the cave girl, she was without a doubt one of the most if not the most formidable opponent that Cecilia had met to far, and the blond beauty loved it, she was loving every moment, the pain the struggle the fighting the gloating. No matter what she liked it.

Cecilia would attempt and get a bit brutal on Sabre now and pay the girl back a little for the earlier cheap shot, she would take a little step back to put herself in a better position, when she did it was clear that she had a little limp. Cecilia's leg was bothering her, and the blood lose maybe as well, the Queen's breath was heavy which was clear as well for anyone that stared at her chest.

Cecilia was still going to try and go through with her plan, as she would lift the bat as high up as she could and grab it with both hands. Cecilia would then utter a single word " Sorry." as she would then attempt to swing the bat down in a mighty swing and she was aiming it for Sabre's crotch, throwing everything behind this swing, perhaps she was being cruel. but that was what the match called for, and Sabre had no fear to back down from being cruel, and neither would Cecilia.

Poor, dangling Sabre was crippled with pain, and dreading the thought that her abs were going to get used for batting practice. She was wrong, but not in a good way. As she felt the baseball bat being pressed into her pussy, a cold, ominous shudder ran right through her.

Sabreâ€s hips squirmed and she moaned incoherently as the tip of the bat was ground against her sex. She knew what was coming now, but with her legs strung up either side of the corner post, there was little she could do.

The crowd noise intensified, she sensed Cecilia swinging the bat down… and then a HUGE jolt of pain exploded between her splayed thighs, the baseball bat smashing heavily into her undefended sex.

Sabreâ€s eyes nearly popped out of her head, and her mouth opened wide in a silent scream of anguish. She stayed grimacing, gripped with pain, the agony in her sensitive crotch not going away and making her feel sick to her bruised stomach.

“hhnnnnhhhh….” she managed to eventually whimper, clutching at her throbbing womanhood. Sabre was really paying the price for her earlier cruel tricks, she almost couldnâ€t believe she was now on the receiving end, only it seemed a hundred times worse. Her head rocked from side to side as she trembled in the tree of woe, trying her best to cope with the pain she was in. She was fiercely stubborn, if nothing else, and she knew hardcore matches were as much about taking pain as inflicting it. It was embarrassing for Sabre to look more and more like a punch bag with each passing second, but all she could concentrate on right now was gritting her teeth and somehow surviving this pulverising punishment.

Cecilia had to let out a sympathetic groan for Sabre, just as the crowd did after the Queen of Valkyrie's struck the strong cave girl right on her crotch. Cecilia took a step back and looked on at Sabre as she hung there in pain, it was a sight to behold indeed. Such a strong opponent that just hung there and whimpered in pain, and it was all because she had taken the initiative in turning this into a low-blow match.

Cecilia shook her head a little before she would ready her bat with both her hands, one hand up on the bat and the other on the handle itself, Cecilia would put on a little smirk on her face as she would soon enough attempt to just ram the tip of the bat into Sabre's belly, of course targeting the belly button, using it as a bulls eye target. " You're little master was an idiot to send you out here. Unless she knew that you were gonna get destroyed by me...perhaps this is your punishment for something, hmm ?" Cecilia asked and spoke as she moved down onto her knees to be closer to Saber's face height, not the same height but just closer.

Before trying to move down and grab a hold of Sabre's hair with one hand and keep a hold of it as she began to move up. Cecilia attempted to pull Sabre up onto the top ropes and move her up so that the girl would sit on the top turnbuckle. If she could do that then Cecilia would let go of the bat and attempt to climb up onto the ropes, with Sabre facing away from her and looking on at the crowd, Cecilia would move up and attempt to get up to the top rope and pull her white haired opponent up to a stand with her, with Cecilia's chest to Sabre's back she would attempt and push Sabre's head in under her armpit and start setting the girl up for one of her finishers, The Valkyrie's winged sword ( a inverted superplex)

“RRNNGGHH!!” Sabre growled in bitter anguish as her belly was jabbed by the bat. Her bruised abs clenched as her tenderised flesh was smacked yet again, and she shuddered in pain, though she kept her hands clasped against her aching pussy. The poor cave girl was being taken apart here, and as she hung upside down she was struggling just to stay conscious.

Still, Ceciliaâ€s taunts about Sarah needled her proud ego.

“Fff…. Fuck you….” she panted groggily as the Swedish girl knelt down over her. “You…. Idiot… you gonna…. Get punished…” she spat defiantly between painful breaths of air.

“Aahhh!!” she then yelped as her head was pulled up by her hair. As her whole body began to be lifted by her white tresses, the pain in her scalp was blinding, and her eyes watered in agony. The battered girlâ€s senses were getting really overwhelmed now, and the next few moments were a dazed blur. Feeling herself propped atop the turnbuckle, getting a faceful of armpit, suddenly lurching back up into the air…

She only realised she was the victim of a spectacular power move split seconds before she hit the ground. She began to cry out but was cut short. Sabreâ€s skull crashed into the mat with the full force of both these powerful wrestlers, falling all the way from the top of the turnbuckle. There was a huge, ring-shaking smash, and a new level of explosive pain suddenly shot through Sabreâ€s head. Her body convulsed at the breathtakingly brutal blow, her senses reeled and her vision blurred into near darkness.

Sabre was left limp and spread-eagled on the mat, tongue lolling. Waves of throbbing pain beat against her skull, and her body couldnâ€t move at all. The fight had been slammed out of her sexy, scantily-clad figure, lying defeated and defenceless.

“unghh….” she whimpered miserably, somehow still conscious, but otherwise looking pretty much finished by the Swedeâ€s stunning power move.