Annabelle Valentine Vs Astrid Ostberg : Love and Gladitors at the beach!

[SRG]

Annabelle now had Astrid all lined up for a quick and swift defeat her hands as compared to her teammates, she was only facing Astrid just to make her friends happy, to the pinkette, she didn't want to hurt Astrid or ruin her career, but if it's what Bernadette wants than Annabelle will happily oblige. The difference is Annabelle wanted to get this match over and done with, after all Astrid isn't her type of woman, too much muscle for her taste, but that didn't mean she wouldn't kiss her if it meant knocking her out faster. So when Annabelle grabbed her, she decided to use one of her signatures to hopefully drain the life out of the Ostberg heir and at first, she was working her charm and draining her opponents air supply as if it were nothing with many people cheering from this sexual display. "Mmmmm" Annabelle moaned as she continued to kiss the blonde woman until she let felt a tight yank on the wrist from her! "Eeeeehh!" Annabelle yelped as her kiss was broken as her head shot up into the sky winching in pain from Astrid's grip. "Astrid I am trying to be nice but now you leave me no choice!" Annabelle let out as the pinkette became uncharacteristically annoyed and angry all she wanted was to win this match as quickly as possible to not really hurt Astrid but now it seemed Annabelle has had enough as she looked down at the Norwegian with anger as she reeled back one of her arms to shoot a punch straight Astrid's face right into her nose area!

[CaptainL]

When Annabelle leaned in to kiss Astrid, there were a fair few voices in the crowd that cheered with approval - but none of that sentiment reached the Norsewoman herself. On the inside, Astrid was panicking! Annabelle had made a targeted assault on her airways, all but strangling the life out of her with the bear hug, and now she had taken hold of her mouth. Every breath Astrid was taking was being swallowed into Annabelle's throat - and the longer the ordeal went on, the more her head began to spin, the air around her growing hot and stifling. Astrid knew she couldn't take this much longer - she needed to get out before she was left without the strength to carry on!

Gritting her teeth, straining hard enough that her brow furrowed under the pressure, Astrid was able to take hold of Annabelle's arms - and, pulling them downward, managed to wrench them free of her face! As soon as she had let go, Astrid doubled over forward, clutching her stomach and panting to try and get the air back into her lungs. Everything around her felt like it was teetering, and her balance could give way at any moment. If she didn't turn this around fast, she knew she wouldn't stand a chance.

Unfortunately for Astrid, Annabelle wasn't going to give her that opportunity. Astrid had turned to face her opponent right when Annabelle threw her fist forward, nailing her dead in the face! With her balance compromised from the fatigue, Astrid was thrown right off her feet, going crashing onto her back. There, she clutched at her nose as she writhed blindly back and forth on the ground, her legs kicking in the air.

[SRG]

Annabelle utterly hated the idea of punching another person, but considering how whenever she was trying to give Astrid the easy way out and wouldn’t cooperate, she was given no choice! Annabelle pulled her arm back and punched forward with as much force as possible hitting Astrid straight in the face knocking the former champion down on the mat! After seeing the outcome of her punch, the heavyweight pulled her head up before letting out a soft sigh.”There. Now let’s get to the good stuff.” Annabelle muttered as she reached down to grab onto Astrid by the arms and drag her across the canvas and to one of the turnbuckles before gently dropping her head down onto the bottom turnbuckle. “now sit.” Annabelle uncharacteristically ordered as she turned around pulling both her arms out and gripping the top rope of both sides before aiming to drop herself butt first on the blondes face for a smothering stinkface!

[CaptainL]

Astrid was known for her strength and endurance, but no manner of strength and endurance could make a direct punch to the face hurt any less. The aftershocks of the blow had left the Norsewoman's head spinning. Everything around her was a blur as she sank back against the ropes, causing them to sag under her weight. Deep down, Astrid knew she was better than this - she had to be. Her strength had worked in her favor many a time before. She had to be able to get back up, to keep fighting, to turn this all around...and yet, that strength wasn't coming to her. Astrid might not have had her title any more, but in this match she had to fight for her pride. And when her pride was on the line, she wanted that strength now more than any other time in her career.

Astrid would be taken out of the haze that surrounded her just in time to feel that she was being hauled across the mat. She wasn't lucid enough to realize where she was headed until her back was already in the corner. But the true ramifications of her situation only hit her seconds before it happened. Astrid blinked her eyes open then - but they went wide and glassy as they stared up at Annabelle's behind, which was coming toward her fast! Then, Annabelle's weight dropped down on her from above, all but flattening her against the ropes!

The impact of all of Annabelle's weight colliding with her skull was a hard one, sending a shock through Astrid's body and leaving her reeling. Her legs kicked up from the ground before they went slack again. For a second, everything was black and numb.

But when Astrid came back to her senses, she'd find Annabelle's ass pressed tightly against her face, shoving the back of her head up against the turnbuckle against its weight! Everything around her was hot and stifling. She tried to twist and turn, in desperation to break free, but the weight she was fighting against was too great to escape. Frantically, she began to kick her legs, trying to shake Annabelle free - some way, any way, she'd take it. She had to be anywhere but here!

It wasn't the stifling embrace of the smother that had cut so deep, though. For Astrid, what hurt the most about her predicament was how everyone was now looking at her in a moment of weakness, against an opponent who was showing her nothing short of disrepect - and they were cheering and blowing wolf-whistles for her. Was that truly what Astrid had fallen to? Was she no longer worthy of respect? Astrid didn't want to believe it...but it was hard to ignore.