Amber Skye vs Belinda Northman - Tables Match

[Taskmaster12]

Amber was quick as she could be given the time it took her just to get Belinda to this point. One half of Fist Bump had been under her control for the last half of the match Amber thought she was close to having it until she went for the Suplex. Stopping her momentum dead she tried again until Belinda started to hammer her back, with repeated strikes. The sudden elbow strikes caused an ache to spread across her back and Amber in shock aborted her plan dropping Belinda on her feet. The blonde wasted no time from there throwing a kick to Amber’s stomach, causing Amber to gasp and fold up off instinct from the gut check. Amber could do nothing in the moment besides step back and tend to her belly.

[Devastated]

That kick shot straight into that belly of Amber and with it she saw how Amber dropped forward, leaning over and tending to her belly but Belinda wasn't about to let her back up! She would try and reach out and grab a hold of Amber's head and yank it towards her. Trying to force Amber's head straight in between her strong slightly perspired thighs!

The short haired blonde would then lean forward and try and wrap her arms around that waist of Amber's, pressing her rack down against the lower back of hers. Squeezing on that waist, Belinda would then try and heave Amber upside down and hold her back to front with Belinda. Taking a deep breath, Belinda would take a step forward before jumping up and then trying to bring the two of them down, aiming to spike Amber's head into the canvas with a jumping sitout piledriver. Or as she had dubbed this finisher of hers: The Big Dipper!

[Taskmaster12]

Amber’s abs were hardly going to be feeling that forever but despite the way they looked she wasn’t rock hard there. The hit left her immobilized for a moment, but a fleeting moment was everything in a wrestling match. Belinda wanted to stop her now and would pull her in to trap her between her legs before lifting her lower body up along as well. A position like this meant only one thing and it wasn’t good. “Ngh! No no no!” Amber’s mind went frantic trying to slip out of her prison but nothing worked before Belinda jumped in the air aiming to drop her down skull first into the unforgiving mat and leaving her a flattened mess with the sitout driver! Amber felt the pain hit her head and neck and then she felt her body let out a long moan of anguish while it felt like her entire body went numb. All of this ended and the pain soon came back, somehow worse then before and it was enough that Amber didn’t want to move fearing any such movement would bring more pain to her aching figure while she whimpered out in pain.

[Devastated]

Belinda drove that head of the fellow blonde down into the canvas as she nailed her with that Jumping Sitout Piledriver that was her finish, The Big Dipper. She released the body of Amber soon after and watched it flop down onto the canvas, huffing out as she looked on at her handiwork for a moment or two. Belinda would start to push herself up, her body complaining with just the slightest bit of movement....but she pressed on regardless.

Moving to the table and adjusting it to make sure it was up and ready....then she turned around and would move to grab a hold of Amber's mane of blonde hair again. Trying to pull her up to a stand now that her foe was hopefully dazed and out of it, as she would then try and dip down and slip her head in between Amber's shapely thighs.

Grabbing onto the back of those legs, Belinda would rise up and heave Amber up into the air, with Amber's front against her back, upside down no less. Belinda would then try and throw herself forward and swing Amber straight down onto the center of the table with a Alabama Slam! Trying to slam Amber straight through the table and hopefully pick up the win.

[Taskmaster12]

The offensive manuever of Belinda Northman had done the job they should do. Amber had been knocked down so many ways that she could no longer get up after that piledriver. Belinda was able to pull on her head which only got verbal protests from the puncher before she was she was lifted up like a bag her upper body pushed past Belinda while her legs were across her head being held by Belinda who was in place front of the table holding her in place while Amber could only helplessly struggle before she was thrown down onto the table. Amber’s back hit the the table with a loud crash which followed the table breaking in two under her weight. The crowd exploded like the table while Amber couldn’t even scream as the pain was thankfully numb from how battered she was but the dread of defeat stayed. Amber could only turn and bury her face in her hands while the bell rang to declare Belinda the winner of the hard fought match.

[Devastated]

Belinda stumbled backwards after she threw Amber down and through the table, watching as the body of the fellow blonde broke the table in half and she was laid underneath and adjacent to pieces of the table. The crowd began to cheer loudly as Belinda huffed out, shaking her head a bit to clear her own cobwebs.

The referee moved in next to Belinda and would raise her hand, declaring her the winner as the bell started to ring. The Swedish-American would smile and look out at the crowd, waving to them and taking in the victory that she had earned. It was a hard fought victory though, she was feeling rather sore and she could feel the pain started to creep in throughout her body, fatigue and pain that had been numbed by adrenaline started to set in.

She would look down at Amber, nodding her head as she spoke. " Great match." She didn't know if Amber was even aware enough to hear her, but that was something she felt like she had to say. Walking past Amber, she would start to make her way up the ramp.

[Taskmaster12]

Amber was many things from a great athlete to an active socialite. But one thing she wasn’t was a graceful loser and even when Belinda tried to compliment her on the good match all Amber saw was failure. As one could expect from someone who had been succeeding all her life with the simple mindset that being first was all that mattered. Second to last were all losers in the end so she was thankful Belinda didn’t stay to try and comfort her since even if she wanted to Amber wouldn’t be getting up or shaking hands. Instead she stayed out letting herself rest from the thrashing she had taken that made her head spin and her spine ache withe very turn of her sides before she slowly peeled herself out of the wreckage of the table and would head down the ramp to see about getting any splinters from the wood out of her back.