Cecilia Northman Vs. Muriel Tremblay (D)

[Devastated]

Cecilia winced and shifted in the bearhug of Muriel. This newcomer was anything but weak, and she was showing it right here and now that she could probably go toe to toe with Cecilia in a battle of strength. The crowd were starting to get behind Muriel, beginning to cheer for the short haired beauty. The blonde would shake her head as she kicked her legs a bit...glaring at Muriel. Shooting daggers with her red eyes right into those blue eyes of Muriel's.

" Y-you call this a bearhug?!..." Cecilia would angrily growl out, as she would try and flex. Looking to use her mighty arms to try and break free from the bearhug! Aiming to be dropped down onto her feet where the mighty blonde powerhouse would try and snap her own arms around Muriel's body. She would seek to trap Muriel's arms at her sides, docking right up against her foe as their large busts would meet and mushroom up against one another again. Cecilia would then try and heave Muriel up off of her feet and begin a hellacious squeeze with her mighty arm-trap bearhug. A signature hold of the blonde's. It was rather clear Cecilia was annoyed with this newcomer showing her up in the very start of the match and that the Hardcore Queen had no intention of letting the Duchess get away with it!

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

Muriel was making her best effort to show that arrogant blonde how a proper bearhug was applied. The Duchess had appeared in a surprising way by ascertaining dominance from the very start of the match against a rival that didn’t really like giving up that dominance. Cecilia had a reputation for being the one applying the punishment and not taking it, and it surely hurt her pride seeing herself like that.

Despite Cecilia’s bravado when she looked down at Muriel’s bearhug, the woman knew she was getting some damage done. No matter how tough she wanted to look Cecilia was in a pinch, but that only fueled her to make a great flexing move so she broke free. Not only that, but Cecilia locked a bearhug of her own! Muriel’s immediate response was to groan as a form of protesting about the squeezing sensation and the pain that coursed her body. Now it was her the one subjected to a considerable amount of damage and the only question remaining was wether she would be capable of breaking the hold as aparently easily as Cecilia had. In order to do so Muriel clenched her teeth to endure whatever pain would come and would try to pry her rival’s arms open, in a match that looked now more like a gauntlet of strength than an actual wrestling match.

[Devastated]

The smirk on Cecilia's face grew wider when she heard the groan from Muriel's mouth. She hoisted the buxom newcomer up off of her feet, their large racks pressing into one another, fighting the other pair for space. She could feel how the short haired woman had began to struggle in her arms, trying to pry her grip from that body of hers. Yet the Hardcore Queen was fabled for her strength, renowned for her ruthlessness and more than anything feared for her deadly bearhugs.

Her smirk turning into a smile as she would tightened the hug, squeezing harder and making sure to compress the body of Muriel a little bit more as the seconds passed. "Awww~ Can't you break free? Come on, try it." Cecilia teased as she would flex and tightened the hug once more, looking to give Muriel one hell of a squeeze.

"I'll give you till the count of 10. If you haven't broken free by then you'll be sorry." Cecilia mocked Muriel as she continued to torture the buxom powerhouse she had trapped in her arms. " One..."

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

Now both wrestlers were totally at it, and Cecilia wanted to honor her reputation by adding some insult to injury, maybe out of sheer disrespect or maybe as part of a well thought strategy in order to make Muriel lose her focus. Because if there was something capable of annoying her to no limit and ruin her concentration was an arrogant, disrespectful rival and Cecilia was acting just like one.

However, and despite how much it hurt for Muriel to admit, Cecilia’s bearhug honored the move’s name. The blonde’s grip was adamant and left the Duchess no breather, no small gap to start working towards a release. Then there was Cecilia’s teasing that was also a promise for something even more threatening like that. Not willing to give her rival the satisfaction Muriel groaned in exertion as she clenched her teeth and started trying her best to flex so she could force the blonde’s arms open, but that would be a feat of pure strength against a rival quite proficient in that department. Despite all that Muriel’s resolve was strengthened now that Cecilia had decided to act like a jester.

[Devastated]

There was a wide smirk on Cecilia's face. She was getting a chance to mock and humiliate Muriel. She could feel how Muriel was struggling in her grip, squirming and flexing. It was making Cecilia's bearhug not as effective as she may have wanted. The blonde powerhouse was infamous for her arm-trap bearhug. To the point where it was a finisher of hers. Though of course a fresh and ready opponent wasn't about to cave in so easily. She would have to soften Muriel up a bit first.

Still...as Muriel was struggling in her grasp. Cecilia figured that she wouldn't be able to keep her trapped for the full ten count. Narrowing her eyes a bit as she gave one more might squeeze to Muriel's frame. " Two....Three..." the flexing of Muriel was becoming more and more of a hassle and she could feel her grip slipping just a little.

The Hardcore Queen decided to show a bit of her cruel side here. " Ten!" She shouted as she would go into a run, picking up speed as she would charge full steam ahead straight into the corner. Looking to slam Muriel back first against the corner post and flatten her body against the turnbuckle and Cecilia's mighty frame.

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

There was no way to hide it, Muriel was in quite a pinch at that moment, being submitted to a way decent and powerful bearhug coming from a ruthless, foul-mouthed rival. The hold was proving to be quite painful and Muriel was having a hard time trying to get out of it, but with no small amount of effort it looked like the Duchess would eventually manage to flex her arms and force an escape just in time so Cecilia couldn’t count to ten and fulfill her promise for something even more damaging.

Or at least that would have been if Cecilia had played by the rules. The blonde proved how untrustworthy she could be by skipping all count to ten, surely noticing how Muriel was so close to escaping, and suddenly ran against the corner, smashing Muriel’s body against the turnbuckle and leaving the debutant breathless for some instants her rival would surely use to devise some more wickedness. Despite the pain in her body and back, Muriel’s resolve was now stronger as ever as the woman could turn her back to her rival’s foul mouth or her arrogance, but she just couldn’t look aside when her rivals showed that they couldn’t keep their word. One thing was being cocky, but for Muriel being an untrustworthy person or a disloyal liar was the worst trait possible.

[Devastated]

Cecilia slammed her foe's body right into the turnbuckle and with it got a soft cry out of her as she flattened that frame. Releasing it after she had driven it into the corner. She would crank her head to the side. Cecilia wasn't about to let Muriel get much of a breather though, as she aimed to keep working her over. So Cecilia would start by trying to grab a hold of Muriel's right arm and loop it over the top ropes, doing the same with the other arm. She wanted to keep her trapped against the ropes and not let her have a chance to protect herself.

The blonde would next try to throw her weight forward and raise her knee. Trying to drive it into Muriel's abs! Looking to repeat this act over and over as she aimed to hammer out the air out of Muriel bit by bit. She would try and work Muriel over and make sure she was stunned...before running towards the opposite corner and line herself up. Taking a full steam ahead charge right towards Muriel as she would try and ram herself into her. Going for a body splash! Aiming to hammer her frame right into Muriel's once more and flatten her against the corner yet again although this time with far more intensity.

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

Muriel had a flaw in her character that could prove her doomfall while wrestling. While the woman was pretty proficient in a fight and could take severe punishment there was something that if carefully used on their advantage her rivals could really use as an exploit to get wins. No matter what Muriel was a honorable fighter, and with that righteousness came certain naiveté. She was fully aware of other wrestlers not being as honorable as her, but even with that in mind she would never anticipate dirty tricks like the one Cecilia used. That was due to Muriel’s inability to think in an dishonorable way and more than once that would take its toll on her and her prospects on a match.

Of course after her ruse proved fruitful Cecilia was too eager to capitalize her newly found advantage and Muriel was too staggered to do much about it. That was how the Duchess found herself with her rival digging her knee deep on her abdomen. With any other rival Muriel would be able to endure longer, but Cecilia was as strong as ruthless and all air escaped Muriel’s lungs from the torture. Suddenly it ended though, and Muriel started wondered why before she noticed how her rival was running towards her. There was nothing she could do to avoid being hit by the body splash that mashed her in between her rival and the turnbuckle. With a groan of distress and pain Muriel would just slip until she fell on her butt, resting against the corner in dire need of some breath.

[Devastated]

Cecilia came running at full force towards Muriel. Her feet stamping on the canvas as she charged at the newcomer and then rammed her body into Muriel's. Their impressive busts mashed together as Cecilia used her own body as a weapon and flattened Muriel against the corner. The crowd shouted out jeers and cheers left and right. Cecilia backed up a step or two to let Muriel slump down onto her butt. Raising her right hand in a show of triumph. Cecilia would start to lower that hand and grab onto a big handful of Muriel's short hair.

Yanking on that hair, Cecilia would try and pull Muriel up into a doubled over position and yank her away from the corner. Guiding her foe to the center of the ring where Cecilia would seek to shove that head in between her strong thighs. A cocky grin on her face, she would grab at Muriel's hips and then try and roll her up onto her shoulders! Holding Muriel up high before she would send her crashing right down into the canvas with a brutal powerbomb!

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

Muriel was literally being smashed against a corner by that powerful and arrogant brute of a rival but there was something to the match that not even the Duchess could deny: no matter how knavish Cecilia was, now she was winning fair and square with an excellent display of physical prowess.

And that wasn’t going to stop now as Cecilia was on a roll and wanted to show her dominance. Muriel was in bad shape after being crushed against the turnbuckle so it wasn’t that hard for her blonde rival to drag her to the center of the ring and bend her. When Muriel noticed her rival’s thighs around her head she knew that whatever was coming it wasn’t going to be good for her. Then it came Cecilia lifting Muriel and powerbombing her against the mat. No matter how strong and experienced one could be there wasn’t a way of bracing and escaping a powerbomb unscathed, and less against someone as strong as Cecilia. The throw was devastating andf let Muriel completely out of commission for some seconds as the pain on her back was just too much to react to anything.