Envy v Belinda Northman

Envy was inwardly seething, but it hardly showed on the surface as she supported her shaky-looking frame against the ropes. She hated that this plucky face was making her look bad, and even stopping for cheerful taunts.

Though at least the annoying speaking did afford her an extra second of recovery time. A second which she planned to use.

As Belinda shaped for the forearm strike, Envy's watery eyes suddenly sharpened into focus, the Brit bringing her hands up to block the chop. Adrenaline surging, she would try to grab hold of Belinda's offensive arm and go for a hammerlock reversal.

Belinda's eyes widened in surprise as she stepped forward and went for that forearm strike, only for the slighter bigger short haired woman block the blow and put a stop to it. The Swede, caught by surprise was unable to defend against the buxom Envy taking a hold of her arm and twisting it around her back.

" Aaah?!" Belinda gasped out in surprise as she felt the strain, her free hand moving up to her shoulder, slapping at it and trying to reach around, pulling and struggling as she felt the buxom chest of Envy's against her back. " Kh!...N-not bad!..." Belinda grunted out as she stomped around with Envy, trying to find a way out of the painful hammerlock.

The mood in the arena shifted as Envy secured the unexpected, but much-needed, reversal, skipping around Belinda to twist her arm up behind her shoulder blades.

The blue-clad blondes struggled with each other, Envy clearly pleased to be back in control and dishing out the damage. "Thanks!" she replied, with a little more snarl than was strictly necessary. "Maybe we can find some more common ground..."

Struggling to keep hold of her skilled opponent, Envy decided to cash in her chips while she was ahead, using her hold on Belinda's arm to whirl her around, and then end the hammerlock by throwing her face-first into the nearest turnbuckle.

Belinda was trying to stumble her way free of the painful hammerlock, with the busty frame of Envy pushing up against her like that, and no matter how Belinda stepped around on the mat, squeaking of soles against the canvas as they re-shuffled their stances over and over again. Fighting for control.

Until the buxom platinum haired blond decided to take even more control from Belinda, sending the young Swede running forward with a hard shove and with it getting the young Northman to be thrown head first into the turnbuckle. Only being able to barley shield her head with her free arm as she smacked into it, then slumped downward onto her knees, groaning out as she was leaning against the corner....her back exposed to her rival.

"Ngh-yeah!" Envy snorted triumphantly as she roughly handled Belinda into the corner buckle, forcing a groan from her slumping opponent.

The British wrestler took a few steps into the centre, taking a second to regain her composure and admire her handiwork. She even rearranged her bruised breasts, making sure they sat right in her low-cut blue top.

Any thought that Envy might be playing fair, and letting Belinda recover, was however dispelled by her next decision. With Belinda's back presenting an all-too-tempting target, Envy simply ran back towards the corner and shaped for a low dropkick, aiming her boots right between Belinda's shoulder blades.

Belinda groaned as she grabbed onto the middle ropes, and would start to try and push herself upwards. She hadn't expected to be thrown into the corner like that, but it also looked as if Envy wasn't planning on letting her get out either! 

As the buxom platinum blond beauty came in charging like a mad bull before gracefully jumping up and driver her feet right into the back of Belinda. " Guuah!" the Swede grunted out loudly in pain as she was sent flat against the corner on her knees, flattening her breasts against the turnbuckle as the second those boots left her back she flopped backwards onto her back, groaning out as she arched her back off of the mat.

The ring shook at the successful dropkick, the wail of her opponent letting Envy know she'd hit home. The platinum-haired beauty landed gracefully, rolling and pushing up onto one knee. Her ice-blue eyes drank in the pleasingly comical sight of Belinda falling foul of gravity, peeling backwards off the corner post and collapsing in a heap at the bottom of the buckle.

Smirking, Envy stood over her opponent, hands on hips. She hadn't quite descended into a full-blown heel, but any Belinda fans watching had to be worried about the glint in the British girl's eye.

"If you thought that was good, wait until you get a load of this..." Envy teased as she stepped forward, planting a white boot either side of Belinda's head. She bent over (giving the cameras a good look at her tightly-clad booty) and her hands grabbed Belinda's calves.

Envy would then, with a grunt of effort, try to haul her opponent up by her feet and hook her legs over the top rope, trapping her in a precarious tree of woe position.

Belinda was dazed and coughing now, she had been flattened by the drop kick, air taken out of her and a fair bit of fight as well. The Swede had dropped down onto her back where she was coughing and groaning as the platinum blond beauty stood tall over her. 

One foot on each side of the Swede's head, leaving the blond over-shadowed by Envy. The buxom fellow blow clad blond then reached down, taking a hold of Belinda by her leg and with an impressive display of strength, deadlifted the Swede up off of the mat and stepped her over to the turnbuckle. 

Draping her legs over the top ropes and hooking them up with the middle ropes to leave the Swede trapped upside down in a tree of woe position. The crowd roared out for the action between these two beautiful babes who had so far been trading moves for moves, with Envy now firmly taking the driving seat the Young Northman's fans were cheering extra hard for her, as her arms dangling and draped against the canvas, blood was starting to rush towards her head as for the moment she was helpless in this tree of woe and at Envy's mercy.

"Mmm, beautiful!" beamed Envy as she showed off her strength to dump poor Belinda upside-down in the corner. This freed her up to preen a little, and she sauntered a few steps away from her opponent, carefully correcting a strand of errant hair, and blowing a kiss at a front row fan.

All eyes were on her, and she loved it. Envy sensed she was close to an upset against Belinda now - time to stop toying with her prey, and truly press her advantage home.

She marched back to the inverted Northman. "I hope your abs are half as good as mine..." she teased, before DRILLING her boot straight into Belinda's exposed belly. Envy would grip the rope for balance before commencing a remorseless barrage of gut kicks to her cornered victim!

Belinda was starting to stir as Envy was wandering around and walking strutting her stuff, showing off of the crowd and getting a rather mixed reaction. Some people loved seeing this newcomer in a good position as she was a beautiful and powerful woman and currently she looked to pressing the fan favorite to her limits! 

The others were upset, shouting, booing and jeering at the platinum blond as the golden blond hung upside down and tried to gather herself. Her right hand would grab onto the middle ropes, starting to try and pull herself up....but as she tried to do so, the Swede was caught by surprise as Envy stepped up towards her. 

The Swede then found a strong boot hit right into her abs, and over and over those boots started to drill into her gut, " Guhhh!" Belinda grunted out for each of the blows to her gut, air and spittle periodically escaped of her mouth with each powerful kick to the corned blond.