Astrid Arvidsson (c) vs Isabella Brandt — Blackjack Match for the LAW World Openweight Title

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Yield? Pf, it seems that Isabella was much more arrogant than it might seem at first glance. Before becoming a champion, the descendant of the great Vikings lost the match, that time her opponent caught her in an armbar, Astrid's strength was running out and she simply could not free herself, her arm began to crack treacherously and the only thing that saved her from a fracture was that the referee decided to stop the match. She lost, but she didn't give up.

Therefore, the Golden Dragon didn't even respond to the contender's words, instead she focused on leaving the ring with Isabella. The other blonde realized what the champion was up to and she even tried to let go of Astrid's leg. However, she clearly did not expect that Astrid would not let her escape. As a result, both women fell out of the ring.

“Guuuuuummmhhh...” groaned Astrid.

The grip on her leg disappeared, but the pain didn't go away. Damn, it felt like she'd been hit in the knee with a sledgehammer. She definitely needed a break at that moment. At least that's what Astrid was sure Isabella was thinking. And it seems the Golden Dragon was right about that, because her opponent hurried to get to her feet to create a distance between them.

At the same moment, Astrid threw her hand forward to grab the other blonde's wrist. A grin appeared on the champion's face. She might have been hurt, but she intended to repay Isabella in full. She intended to abruptly pull Isabella towards her, thereby upsetting her balance. If she had succeeded, she would have immediately grabbed this beauty by the head.

“Payback, bitch...”

Pulling Isabella's head towards her, Astrid intended to sink her lips into the lips of the contender. Unceremoniously sticking her tongue into the mouth of the other blonde, she wanted not only to taste her, but also to literally shock her. However, this would not have lasted long, because in the next second the champion intended to first break their kiss and then abruptly pull Isabella's head down to smash her face against the apron!

[Devastated]

Isabella cursed this turn of events, she had hoped to score another few points off the golden dragon. The faster she could upset the balance the better and what better way to do so than by earning 3 points from a quick submission. However, that had not come to pass…instead she had taken a nasty fall out of the ring and hissed out from the pain in her side. What she knew was that right now she needed a bit of distance to gather herself and ready for another strike. She had to play it smart against Astrid…the champion was bigger and stronger than her, so she had to be faster and fight smarter if she wanted to slay this dragon.

The situation didn’t turn out that way though. Instead she found herself seized by Astrid! The champion’s hand took a firm hold of her wrist as she tried to pull away. She jerked and tried to pull herself free, yet Astrid’s grip was as solid as a pair of iron manacles. Then she was pulled in! Surprise took her as Astrid locked lips with her, even invaded her mouth with that tongue. The turn of events had the crowd cheering out at the sight of the two blondes in a lip lock!

Isabella gasped out in a muffled protest. She hadn’t expected this and she was stunned by it. Which was exactly what Astrid wanted, as when she broke the kiss she felt her head being swung towards the ring apron! Her forehead bounced hard against the solid surface, she saw stars for a moment as she was sent reeling backwards, a white hot flash panged across her vision and her head felt as if it had sunk into the depths of the sea for a brief couple of seconds.

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For a few seconds as their tongues tangled in the dance, Astrid forgot about the pain in her knee. And the reason was obvious. When you have pleasure, your orgasm produces a hormone of happiness that can numb the pain. So there was no doubt that the Golden Dragon liked Isabella's lips and tongue.

And although the descendant of the great Vikings wished that this moment would last longer, she still remembered that it was a match. Even though Isabella was hot as hell and Astrid would have loved to rip off that bunny outfit, she still wasn't ready to give the title to the other blonde.

As both women left the ring, the referee had to follow them. Just at the moment when the champion, without any mercy, smashed Isabella's face against apron. The contender let out a painful groan and was about to fall, but Astrid grabbed her tightly in the elbow area, thereby keeping her on her feet.

"Oh, stay with me, I'm not done with you yet, beauty!" Astrid said with a bit of passion, but at the same time making it clear that she intends to return all the pain she received tenfold.

Making a wide swing with her left arm, the Golden Dragon intended to send a brutal uppercut into the very center of Isabella's stomach, thereby testing her abdominal muscles. Astrid spared absolutely no effort at that moment because she wanted to knock down the contender's breath and make her fold in half.

If she had succeeded, the champion would have stepped behind the other blonde. Tightly wrapping both arms around Isabella's waist, Astrid would have pressed her pelvis tightly against the bunny's attractive butt. Was this pose compromising? Definitely. That's about how they'll spend their time after the match, but before that...

Taking a step back and quickly turning her head around to make sure the position was correct, Astrid allowed herself a smile. In LAW she had a reputation as a ruthless hardcore fan and it was time for Isabella to find out why.

"Buckle up!" She said a bit sarcastically.

And without any further warning the Golden Dragon intended to first lift Isabella off the floor, and then lean back with all her might. She could only hope that the guests who had paid for seats next to the ring would be able to react in time and step aside, because with the help of a rigid bridging German suplex, Astrid intended to send Isabella not directly to the floor, but through a wooden table on which there were several glasses of alcohol and some snacks.

Right now the only thing Astrid wanted was to knock the spirit out of her opponent, because in that case she would be able to continue holding Isabella by the waist and thus start a pin to get her first few points in this certainly exciting match.

[Devastated]

Isabella's head was in a daze after being slammed down forehead first into the ring apron, for a brief moment she felt like she was seeing stars. Her body wanted to fall backwards but she was halted by that firm grip on her arm. The Golden Dragon had her firmly in her grasp and she had no intention of letting the Tyrant go! She was instead pulled towards Astrid as the Champion shot her other arm forward and swung that fist of hers right up into Isabella's core!

The uppercut struck hard against her abs, lurching her upper body over Astrid's arm, she gasped out for air after her breath had been robbed by the mighty blow! She barely felt the dragon slip in behind her, until those arms embraced her from behind! The larger blonde using her weight and height advantage to effective use as she plucked the Knight off her feet as she was in her breathless state!

Isabella was thrown brutally backwards, swung through the air as she was slammed shoulders first into the nearest table! The table was much harder than most ring-side table, a lot more sturdy...yet even still Astrid's sheer power had snapped in in two with Isabella's body effectively being used as a sledgehammer to break it into pieces. Drinks splashed and snacks went flying wild around them as Isabella was driven through the wooden furniture and down onto the floor. The arms of Astrid remained tight around Isabella's waist, as the Tyrant's mind had gone blank for a brief moment...she released a pained breathless gasp as the tip of her boots nudged against the floor, her shapely rear pointing right up to the ceiling, that small bunny tail tuft fluttering just slightly with the moment of her body, before going still.

The referee scrambled after them to get in position, to check their position...they were a bit slow on the uptake as the ferocity of Astrid's actions had happened to fast they barely had the time to get into position. Dropping down next to the pair, she checked on Isabella's shoulders before she raised her right hand up into the air and slapped the ground, loudly starting the pin count.

"ONE!"