Astrid Ostberg vs. Drasna Selinofoto

[CaptainL]

Astrid had begun to crawl her way to the ropes, but when she was still reeling from the blow she'd taken, her response time was lagging behind - and that created a window Drasna was able to swoop in and take advantage of. As the Norsewoman clawed at the mats, Drasna would reach out and grab another handful of Astrid's leotard, pulling her back toward her! Astrid hissed, feeling the fabric of her gear hug tightly against her skin. She knew she was going to have to make a choice between preserving her modesty and resisting the force Drasna was putting on her, and she hated that she was actually having to take the time to consider that. Ordinarily, Astrid wouldn't have given this a second thought - she just needed to concentrate on winning the match. But Drasna had planted the thought in her head that no one believed in her athletic prowess any more; that they all just cared about her body. And that made her hesitate for just a moment about doing anything that would make her leotard ride up any further.

In any case, it wouldn't matter for long - Drasna was soon able to secure her waist, pulling Astrid up and into her embrace! The Norwegian only had a moment to gasp before she found herself free-falling backward, and then her head and shoulders met the mat with a hard thud as Drasna landed a suplex! Astrid's legs kicked in the air before the slack began to set into her body. Groaning, her arms fell limp around her, and she sank lower against the mat.

[Bare]

Bam!

Despite the time it took to get into this position Drasna would be able to wrap her arms around Drasna's waist, securing a tight enough grip as Drasna then swung herself backwards, pulling Astrid off her feet and down to the mat with a vicious German Suplex!

Smirking after landing the move Drasna would turn over on her hip and watched as the blonde as her arms and legs went slack on the mat, seemingly out of it if Drasna was to guess, and thus she only shrugged as she approached her once again.

Reaching down she would grab a hand full of her blonde hair, pulling her up off the mat and into a kneeling position before she'd swung and her leg around for a kick into the woman's chest, followed by a second and then a third kick right into the woman's chest to really deal some pain to her!

[CaptainL]

Astrid had hit the mat head-first, and now her senses had been knocked into a daze, the world spinning around her. Somewhere in the distance, over the ringing in her ears, she could hear the fans cheering and calling for her to get up, but she could barely concentrate on that right now over the throbbing pain shooting through her temples. She was still trying to fight her way through the fog when Drasna dug her knuckles into her hair - and hauled her up to her feet!

Suddenly, Astrid found herself hoisted high - and before she could adjust to the change in altitude, Drasna whipped out a kick straight into her chest! Astrid coughed, her body lurching and her breasts bouncing against the force of the impact. Then another kick hit, sending her reeling just as the last one had. But by the time Drasna brought her leg up a third time, Astrid would be ready. Gritting her teeth against the pain, she held her hands out in front of her, looking to take hold of Drasna's leg and stop it in place. If she could do that, she'd pull her leg forward to try and sweep the veteran off her footing!