Belinda Northman vs Chelsea Loski Bikini Tables match.

The nonstop attacks were making it harder and harder for her to form any kind of plan agaisnt her opponent who seemed to be one upping her at every turn. Chelsea tried to compose herself before Belinda came back at her for another go as she hard her exiting the ring.

She looked up as Belinda was preparing to strike again and tried to come down and drop her shoulder down, acting quickly she rolled out of the way of the incoming attack, letting her hit the ground while she tried to get back to her feet.

Belinda was just about to drive down her elbow right down onto Chelsea's back, however as she came down the redhead rolled right out of the way, which meant that the young blond crashed elbow first right down onto the barley padded floor. " Aoou!!!" She cried out as she would pull back up into a seated position, hugging her arm close to her body and kicking her feet against the floor.

" Dammit dammit dammit dammit!" Belinda cursed out to herself as she'd try and pull herself up to her feet, rubbing and holding her hurting elbow.

It was anout time she actually got out of the way of those attacks, Belinda wasnt letting up or giving her room to breathe otherwise. Both girls started to rise to there feet and Chelsea noted Belinda was tending to her elbow, which gave her something to target finally.

Though first she needed to keep the blonde down, running up behind her she put her arms through her armpits to trap her in a full nelson. From there she would move to the side and send her leg forward before swing back to trip her opponent and send her to the ground head first.

Tending her hurting elbow was not the best position to be in when you had a foe right around you like Belinda did right now. The cute redhead was quick enough to slip in behind her and pull her up into that full nelson, the arms of Belinda flailed and she was force to wince when she moved her hurting elbow...this was not a good position to be in and it seemed Chelsea agreed as she was kind enough to end it...

Not in a way that Belinda wanted though as she was tripped and flew forward, Belinda's forehead and chest crashed first into the barley padded mats outside of the ring. " Unngh!" Belinda let out a loud groan as she laid still sorta trapped underneath Chelsea's lovely body and trapped.

The move drove Belinda down onto her chest and down on the ground with Chelsea on top of the blonde and her arms still sorta hooking on hers. After all that had happened Chelsea would enjoy some time on top of her foe.

"Heres a more efficient way to knock someone out, though it's definitely less sexy." She whispered in Belinda's ear before she pulled her head up and locked her arms around her neck in a rear naked chokehold. Turning her body around she would try and find the space to lock her legs around her waist to add to the pressure.

Belinda was not in a good spot, she was feeling a bit woozy right now and Chelsea's lovely frame was pressing down against her back, she could feel those modest breasts of the redhead softly pressing against her shoulders blades, with the crotch of the redhead pressing against Belinda's generous rump. The redhead's arms slipped in underneath the blond's head and wrapped tightly around her neck...the blond let out a long low groan as her hands went up towards those arms to try and work them off of her..

Soon she was rolled over onto her side and the legs of Chelsea started to slip around her waist to squeeze it tightly with a waist scissor. " Mmn..." Belinda let out as she tried to struggle and right...but it was rather difficult, she'd attempt to place one hand against the mat and the other hand as to follow, her legs would bend as she was working on a way out of the hold...

Locking in the submission hold and getting the scissors around her waist was pretty easy and Chelsea began pulling on it while the blonde was under her and helpless. But soon enough Belinda began fighting back and complicating things with her refusal to stay down as she began fighting the hold and bending her legs to break her scissor hold.

Chelsea wasnt going to give up that easily, not when she had a chance for some quick payback on the blonde as she arched her back to try and stretch out Belinda a little and make her fight to escape that much harder.

Belinda was not doing very well, the double hold from the lovely Chelsea had her in was starting to take a lot out her her, she rasped and coughed in the sleeper hold, her waist felt like it was being crushed more and more with each passing second.

Feeling herself getting stretched out more and more now the blond would move her hands away from Chelsea's thighs, moving her hands towards the floor as she'd try and roll them over so Belinda was on her front, and pushing herself up to her hands and knees...she'd cough more and struggle as she tried to force her way up towards her feet, trying to raise her hands and grab at the to of Chelsea's head as she'd try and place her chin against the top of Belinda's head, before attempting to drop down onto her rear and attempt to go for a jawbreaker!

Chelsea was glad that this was starting to make some ground against tha blonde but she still kept the hold as tight as possile and streched out her foe as much as she could, she refused to budge an inch and allow Belinda to escape even as she rolled to her front she kept it on, merely leaning in to add more pressure. 

It was her standing up with it that made things start to click about what the determined blonde was trying to do but. By that point it was too late to do anything as she hooked her head on her shoulder and fell back dow, making Chelsea's chin have a rough collision with her shoulder. "Ouugh!" She groanned as she bounced backwards and hit the ground her hands on her chin and her legs laying next to Belinda's sides.

Finally freeing herself because of that jawbreaker and getting Chelsea off of her, Belinda coughed out as she took in as much air into her lungs as she could, shaking her head a bit to clear up the cobwebs and slight dizziness that followed the sleeper hold.

Not a second sooner would she try and turn around and grab onto those legs that had just a few seconds ago been wrapped around her waist and squeezing the life out of her, attempting to keep them trapped and spread while she rose up towards her feet. " You've got...hah...some nice moves." Belinda complimented the redhead as she'd try and fold those legs over hers and then try and drop down onto her rear, attempting to lock Chelsea into a tight figure four leg lock and start to torture those dangerous limbs of Chelsea's. " B-but so do I!"