WFPW MATCH: Astrid Ostberg vs. Lydia Donelle

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Lydia smirked in a dastardly way as she saw the way Astrid was reacting to what was happening. The crowd cheering for her, the amount of offense she was getting in, the subtle ways she had been embarrassing the blonde, it was all mounting on Astrid and slowly but surely Lydia was getting deeper and deeper into the woman's head. All she had to do was keep it up and this match would be in the bag. Dashing at her opponent Lydia saw the younger woman raise her arm for a dueling lariat, falling perfectly into the trap Lydia was hoping to spring on the woman. 'Perfect.' Lydia thought to herself as she ducked under the attack from Astrid, avoiding the impact of the blonde and tangling the woman up with her own body for a picture perfect abdominal stretch.

Locking the hold in to its fullest extent Lydia would extend her tongue out and smile viciously out at the crowd as she continued to stretch and pull her opponent's body to its natural limits. Unfortunately however there was only so much the hold could do don its own, and while it was effective in wearing Astrid's physical and mental fortitude, it wouldn't win the match, nor keep Astrid from fighting back, as shown by the woman's elbow coming flying back and driving into Lydia's side! "Ugh! Little bitch! Lydia hissed as she tried to drive her own elbow into Astrid's hyper extended side, hoping the move would stun the blonde, even if a bit.

After all Lydia was no fool and knew it was only a matter of time before this hold eventually gave way to Astrid's determination and might. As such she'd make the smart call only a seasoned veteran would make and switch things up, but not abandon the hold in its entirety. So hoping that elbow to the side kept Astrid from acting Lydia would attempt to lean down, hooking Astrid's leg with one arm while the other shifted over the blonde's chest. If it worked than Lydia would remove her leg from between Astrid's and try to lift her up... before attempting to drive the woman down stomach first on her knee with a gut buster! Should the move work and if Astrid was kept firm over her knee.. Well Lydia would use the chance to embarrass Astrid some more. "This is what happens to uppity brats!" Lydia would declare and if not interrupted by her opponent would try to bring her open palm down repeatedly on Astrid's rear end to spank the woman!

[CaptainL]

Astrid hated to admit it, but this match had started out on the wrong foot. She had made the mistake of letting Lydia get in her head, and now that the veteran had seen how effective psychological warfare could be, she was all the more committed to carrying through with it. Now, every move she made was a reminder that Astrid had let such a dastardly and disreputable foe get the better of her - and it made every blow and ever stretch sting ten times harder with the knowledge that Lydia was relishing in what she was doing, psychologically breaking Astrid down bit by bit, making her question her own worthiness. Astrid knew it all too well. If she let Lydia win, she would have let down everyone. Her fans, her husband, her father, and all of wrestling. Every second she was at her mercy was a reminder of that. When she thought about how high the stakes were, it was enough to make the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.

But just the same, it would remind Astrid that, precisely because the stakes were so high, she couldn't afford to fail now! She had to carry through and fight back, for the sake of everything she believed in - and to deny Lydia of the future she would bring about if she could boast of a victory over the famed Norwegian! Astrid grit her teeth, drawing on every bit of her frustrations, her ideals, and her staunch refusal of everything Lydia stood for. She let all those feelings firm up her muscles - and they propelled her as she threw her elbow straight into Lydia's side!

When Astrid heard Lydia cry out in pain, it was enough to bring her just the slightest and most fleeting moment of relief. At the least, now, she had proven that Lydia wasn't so invincible - that she had stood up to her; that all her taunts and boasts wouldn't hold any water. Astrid could deal her pain. She could frustrate her and make a fool of her. She still had a chance.

Of course, Lydia wouldn't take that lying down either! She was quick to pay Astrid back when she dug the point of her elbow into her side, which was already sore and stretched under the force of Lydia's hold! Her face contorting in a scowl, Astrid cried out in pain and began to sink lower against Lydia's side. The pain was coursing through her body, sapping her strength - which made it so that, as Lydia rolled her onto her stomach and drove her knee upward into her abdomen, Astrid had no way of fighting back. The blow rattled her, sending a shudder through her body as she hopped and bucked in place. But the worst was yet to come.

Now, with Astrid folded over her knee, Lydia had the perfect opportunity. And her palm struck out with a crack, smacking Astrid right across her rear! The Norsewoman's behind jiggled from the strike, and her hips bucked up with an uncharacteristically girlish squeal. The slaps that followed were less unexpected, but Astrid felt them all the same. Each time Lydia struck, the pain would fade just as quickly as it had come. But it wasn't the pain that infuriated Astrid as much as it did. In punishing her like a disobedient child, Lydia was mocking her. Astrid might have been an accomplished champion, but to Lydia, she might as well have been nothing! She wouldn't even show her the respect of a capable fighter, or a foe worth taking seriously; that thought was enough to make her brow furrow in a glare of sheer hatred!

Astrid could hear a few fans laughing at the sight - and that only made her cheeks flush harder as her teeth clenched. She was here to stand up for what she believed in, and for wrestling as a whole - not to be talked down to like this! The fact that she had ended up in this predicament to begin with was humiliating enough. It shouldn't have been happening. But if Lydia still felt like she could afford to make a mockery of her, Astrid would gladly show her what a mistake she was making. Sucking in a breath to draw on her strength, Astrid would attempt to bring her legs up to wrap them around Lydia's bent leg, and if she could do that, she'd roll her weight over to try and yank the veteran off her footing!

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Lydia smirked brightly with a look of pure malice and devious delight. Not only was she managing to keep her lead over Astrid physically, but she just knew she was doing tremendous damage psychologically with her various taunts and disrespectful actions. This right here though, outright spanking Astrid like a child throwing a fit was the icing on top of the cake. There wasn't much else Lydia could do to humiliate and put down Astrid beyond the spanking, outside of defeating Astrid of course, so naturally she was delighted to be doing it right now. Perhaps a bit... too delighted in fact since Lydia didn't even begin to notice Astrid's foot moving till it was too late and she found her footing taken out from under her!

"Gah!" Lydia gasped out as she was forced to collapse onto her back, dropping Astrid in the process. An excellent pay off for such a simple little move and Lydia was beyond frustrated at herself for not having caught onto the blonde's actions sooner. "Think you're cute?" Lydia admonished with a glare and light growl to her voice, clearly not pleased by Astrid's tactic and not about to let the blonde get back into this fight. Reaching forward to grab Astrid by the hair Lydia would begin to stand up to her feet, trying to force Astrid into a kneeling position while pulling her hair back to force her to stare up at Lydia. "Do you get it now brat? You will NOT be better than me, and you will NOT stop me from making this MY promotion!" As she spoke, with each shouted word Lydia throw her hand forward, trying to leave a stinging slap on Astrid's face for a total of three mocking smacks to Astrid's face!

[CaptainL]

Astrid couldn't stand for this humiliation any longer. She was proud; she held her accomplishments as a champion in a place of honor, knowing how hard she had worked for her position and how far she had come. To be treated like she was little more than a petulant child wasn't just an insult, it was a denial of everything she had fought to achieve and to be. Now, Lydia had shown there was no route too low for her to go when it came to getting an edge over her foes. But that only reminded Astrid of why she was fighting so hard to show Lydia her deeds had no place in the wrestling landscape - and that gave her the strength she needed, as she swept Lydia's footing out from under her, sending the two of them toppling to the mat!

Even after Astrid had gotten away, however, when she looked back at Lydia, her teeth clenched in a scowl, and her eyes narrowed into a piercing glare aimed right through her opponent. The fact that she had even allowed such a humiliating fate to befall her felt like a letdown of her pledge to herself to uphold her honor as a wrestler - but, as she quickly reminded herself, she couldn't let that slow her down now. She had to put a stop to Lydia, just to prove that someone was going to stand up - that someone wouldn't stand for this! Her muscles stiffened as she pushed off the mat, preparing to lift herself to her feet. But Lydia was already a step ahead of her - and as she grabbed her by the hair, the Norsewoman was hauled up with a yelp, her face contorting in pain from the pressure on her scalp! What was worse than any pain Astrid was feeling, however, was the next word out of Lydia's mouth - a few words that cut straight to her core.

This was it. This was why she was fighting. The moment Astrid heard Lydia declare her goal - to make WFPW her promotion - a chill ran down her spine, and everything went tense. If she fell behind now, if she let Lydia win, then no one would stand in her way in her goal to shape wrestling in her image. One promotion falling to her was bad enough. But Astrid already knew Lydia wouldn't stop there. She could only move on to other promotions, and even loftier goals. She wouldn't be content until she had the entire industry in her grasp! Astrid had struggled to uphold everything she felt right with wrestling, and to pave the way for the next generation to continue in her footsteps - to change the industry for the better. And Lydia would only hold that back. The more Astrid thought about it, the more she shuddered to think of such an outcome - and the more she was determined to change it.

Each slap that rang out across Astrid's face stung - it sent her head cracking from side to side, and even after the last one landed, the sensation lingered on the blonde's cheek. But what hurt even worse than the slaps was the contempt Lydia had not just for her, but for all she believed in. Astrid's eyes narrowed into a piercing glare as she locked them onto Lydia. She was through being pushed around like this!

Just then, Astrid struck. She had let Lydia push her around for too long; now, it was time to give her a piece of her mind! Both hands shot up to take hold of Lydia's arm; hopefully, it was still within reach. If Astrid could do that, she would try to drag it straight down - to slam her elbow against her knee for an armbreaker! It was time for Astrid to make a difference!

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Lydia had Astrid right where she wanted her. Frustrated, angry, humiliated, humbled. All she needed to do was land a big enough move that Astrid wouldn't be able to kick out of and this match was as good as won for her. Perhaps though, sensing how close she was to defeat caused Astrid' fight or flight reactions to surge as she acted enough to send them both tumbling. Something that... understandably didn't sit well with Lydia as she got up and grabbed hold of her opponent's hair, slapping her ruthlessly while ranting at her, making her plans for the future all too clear as she did so. Fully intent on demoralizing Astrid as much as possible before she went to land her finisher to end this match!

Lydia had made a grave miscalculation however. Namely in that she thought between the psychological warfare and the stinging, disorienting slaps that Astrid would be too stunned to react. If anything however it was the opposite and Astrid quickly glared up at her, making Lydia's eyes widen before her arm was suddenly grabbed by the blonde! "Ngh! Unhand me you bit- GAHHH!" Lydia's scathing command was cut off at the pass as a sudden sharp and burning pain sprouted in her arm after Astrid brought it down hard over her knee. "Nghhhh dammit!" Lydia hissed out, clutching her arm in agony while shaking her head, trying to clear her mind of the pain but having a hard time of it, giving Astrid all the opportunity she'd need!

[CaptainL]

Lydia was smug enough to think that her skills so far eclipsed Astrid's own that she wouldn't have anything to worry about. As long as she kept the Norsewoman locked down at her mercy, she had all but assured herself an easy win. It was for that reason she felt like she could focus on breaking down Astrid's pride, putting her into more and more humiliating, compromising, and shameful situations to add insult to injury while she prolonged the inevitable. But while Lydia was hitting Astrid in the heart, and Astrid was certainly feeling it, the blonde could only be pushed so far before she was going to fire back. For as much as Lydia was trying push Astrid to the brink, she was also making her that much more eager to deal her her comeuppance. And soon enough, Astrid was ready to make a comeback fueled by all the fury and outrage that Lydia had instilled in her!

The adrenaline rush hit Astrid, and she was whipped up into a fury! She grabbed for Lydia's arm with strength born of her righteous indignation, squeezing down on the veteran's wrist with a white-knuckled grasp! She wasn't even going to give Lydia the dignity of getting a word in edgewise. If Lydia had no respect for Astrid, then Astrid had been shown more than enough proof to believe she deserved no respect of hers! Now, with her arm under control, Astrid was able to pull it down onto her knee to stun Lydia with an armbreaker - and she was far from finished!

Lydia reeled in pain, but Astrid wasn't going to let that be the end of it! She already knew that Lydia deserved far worse, and she was prepared to give it to her! Looking to target the veteran's no doubt already sore arm, Astrid grabbed again for it, this time pulling back hard to try and wrest Lydia off her footing with an arm drag! If she could bring her down, Astrid would then crank back at her wrist with a wristlock, displaying some of her chain wrestling expertise. As she did, the crowd let out a cheer, eager to see Astrid stand up for herself and show off what she could do - as well as seeing Lydia face payback for her deeds!

That made Astrid turn to the stands with a smile, and she nodded her head in deference to everyone who was willing to take her side in standing up for what she knew was right. Perhaps, she thought, if there were still people out there willing to support her in her crusade against Lydia, there was hope for the wrestling world after all. But Astrid couldn't let herself be distracted by what the fans thought. What was more important was making sure Lydia faced justice in the here and now - and as soon as she looked back down at her, her grip on her wrist tightened and her eyes narrowed into a glare, while her teeth clenched in a grimace. She couldn't forget what she was fighting for!

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Lydia groaned softly in pain after taking that arm breaker. Given the force and angle of the move and the person performing it her arm was already extremely sore and aching from the sheer pain of it. Gritting her teeth softly Lydia's first instinct was to try and get up and put some distance between herself and the Norsewoman, knowing full well that once a powerhouse like Astrid got her hands on you it would lead to nowhere good fast. Unfortunately for her however she wasn't faster than her opponent who managed to grab her arm and practically fling her down into the mat before twisting it, bending the limb down as painfully as possible. "Agh!" Lydia cried out, unable to keep herself silent at the sudden jerking and burning pain surging up through her arm.

Naturally as Astrid took back the the momentum of the match the fans responded in kind, cheering loudly in favor of Astrid now that she had some momentum starting to build in the face of Lydia's wave of offense till now! "Ngh.." Hissing softly as Astrid tightened her grip Lydia would bite her lip to keep her vocalizations of pain to a minimum. As she did so however Lydia refused to let this stand. Not when she made such excellent progress, not when this match could lead to such big things for herself! Gritting her teeth and trying to push herself onto her knees Lydia would glare at Astrid before swinging her free arm back, trying to drive her elbow into Astrid's leg, hoping to cause enough pain to make the blonde release her or better yet taking her off her feet all together!

[CaptainL]

Astrid knew the armbreaker had hurt. She'd seen how Lydia was cradling her injured arm, trying to shield it from further damage. And it was because of that that she knew how much more she could achieve if she focused her efforts on that arm, targeting it with even more pressure! Not only would it whittle down at Lydia's stamina, it also stood a chance to take one of her limbs out of action, limiting what she would be capable of doing in the ring. Astrid had to seize on that! Lydia was certainly showing herself to be technically adept - but if Astrid could deprive her of the use of her arm, she wouldn't be able to pose as much of a threat. Then, half the battle would already be won!

Pulling Lydia forward, Astrid went to roll her off her footing before cranking down harder at her wrist. She pulled it toward her with all her might, not just bending her wrist but forcing every joint along the length of her arm to be stretched out as she bent her back into an arc. Her teeth clenched in a grimace, and sweat beaded on her reddening brow as she drew upon all the strength she could muster. But Lydia wasn't going to take this lying down. She knew that to leave her arm trapped in Astrid's clutches could only expose her to even further danger - she knew Astrid was stronger than she was, and she couldn't risk that strength being used against her!

As she pushed herself higher and higher to get to her knees, Lydia offset Astrid's center of balance more and more, forcing her to teeter on her heels to keep her arm under control. She wouldn't let go - she was too set on holding the advantage. By the time Lydia swung her free arm toward Astrid's leg, her footing was already compromised - and with a gasp, the Norsewoman's leg was kicked out from under her, forcing her to drop down to a seated position

At first, the blonde narrowed her eyes in a glare. However, Astrid wouldn't let go of Lydia's arm. If this was how she wanted to play, she would just adjust to her challenge! Giving another sharp tug on Lydia's arm, Astrid attempted to draw her closer - then, she would kick her legs up into the air, going to fall to her back as she clamped those legs shut to trap Lydia in a bicep scissor! If she could make that work, Astrid's next move would be to push herself around so she could clambor on top of the veteran's back, reaching for her other arm to twist it back in the Rings of Saturn!

Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=efXtVUkQ2Ow

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Lydia grunted and growled softly as her arm was twisted further and further by Astrid, the limb coming under significant strain by the blonde woman. 'Damn it..' Lydia thought to herself, her anger steadily beginning to rise from the woman's disruption of her attacks up until now. It was certainly disheartening given the psychological warfare Lydia had used against the woman up until now. It left her unable to do much in the wake of Astrid's raw power being used against her to keep her forced down and unable to move much.

Astrid however did not account for just how stubborn Lydia could be when she truly wanted to be, especially when she was actively angry now. Utilizing the lowered position she was in Lydia would lash out with fists at Astrid's leg, looking to compromise the woman's ability to stand and send her down to try and give herself the advantage. Unfrotunately for Lydia though Astrid was not too keen on giving the older woman a chance to level the playing field and had enough technical skill to turn things to her advantage, trapping Lydia's arms as she fell before clamoring on top of her for a new and even more brutal arm submission!

"Aghhhh!" Lydia cried out in pain, the sudden surge of pain up her arms overwhelming her desire to dissatisfy Astrid by keeping silent as she struggled and thrashed in the hold. 'Damn it...' Lydia thought to herself before gritting her teeth, having an idea albeit it was risky.. but given her position and the game she had played until now it was her best option as opposed to a rope break.

'If she wants to swap styles.. so be it.' Lydia thought to herself, as she resolved to show the power that had been on the backburner to her technical skill so far. Huffing and puffing Lydia would try and get her feet under her and, if successful start to try and push herself up onto her feet.. With Astrid still locked around her arms and over her back. Groaning with the effort of lifting Astrid's weight up Lydia would try and stand up to her feet before giving a quick jerk to pull Astrid up over her shoulders instead of behind! If this worked than Lydia would throw herself backwards, trying to land a samoan drop onto Astrid!

[CaptainL]

With every painful position she was able to bend Lydia into, Astrid was growing more and more confident, and with it, the smile across her face grew wider and wider. Lydia had done her best to get inside the Norsewoman's head, casting doubt on what she was capable of achieving, and if she really could surpass the challenge ahead of her...but if she was able to put Lydia in a submission, that was living proof that the Viper's taunts didn't hold water! Astrid was taking back control, not just over the match but over her own dignity as well. Every move she made was proving Lydia wrong, making it clear that Astrid really was capable of standing up to her foe! That made it so much more important than just grappling for dominance, or achieving a more favorable position. Every move Astrid made was proving a point, and challenging Lydia. With every action, she was standing up for her beliefs!

Now, with Lydia's arm trapped, Astrid was able to roll over onto the veteran's back - stretching her spine beneath her weight as she pulled her arms in two different directions! The crowd cheered louder at the sight, and with it Astrid smiled with pride. Not only was it going to land with devastating effect, it would also serve as a taunt and a challenge to Lydia, telling her that no matter how much pride she had in her submissions and her technical expertise, Astrid was still capable of matching her. But just as Astrid was showing off her holds, so too could Lydia show off her strength - that much was apparent, as she brought her feet beneath her to push her way back up!

Astrid could hardly believe it at first. Her jaw dropped in a gasp as she felt herself being lifted higher and higher - she didn't think Lydia had it in her to do it! But sure enough, no matter how much she had to strain beneath the load, the veteran was able to hoist herself up with Astrid in tow. Astrid had dealt with many powerful foes in her career, but such prowess was enough to leave even her gasping in awe. And Lydia would make things even worse - as she threw herself back to hurl Astrid to the mat with a Samoan drop!

The Norsewoman's legs kicked into the air as she landed with the thud of flesh hitting canvas, crying out in pain. Her arms shot back behind her to clutch at her aching spine, while her legs flailed wildly to try and bear through the pain. Either way, Lydia had managed to turn the tides - and even those fans who sided with Astrid couldn't help but be impressed with such an accomplishment!