The Dominion's final gauntlet

[Teenwrestler]

It was clear that Belinda was getting suspicious of this whole ordeal. After defeating two of the Dominion members, there was no way that Trent Masters would so easily be so open and welcoming to her in his own private gym. However, she would trust him for now and would get changed after choosing to wrestle instead of joining him. She would make her way out to the locker room after changing. His comment was not taken as a compliment and Belinda would continue to tease the male wrestler to see his reaction. Trent would shrug his shoulders and adjust his briefs, visibly getting annoyed at her the more she took verbal jabs at him.

When it came to decide where the two would wrestle, Trent would answer by action and not words. The Masterpiece would lunge and ram his shoulder into Belinda's gut to drive her back into the steel locker to drive the wind out of her and really hurt her back. He would continue to press his shoulder into her ab while pushing her back first into the steel locker. To her credit, Belinda would grab his shoulder and push back which managed to push him away but the Masterpiece decided to switch things up.

Wrapping his arms around her waist, Trent would pull Belinda up and turn around looking to deliver a spinebuster onto the wooden bench!!!

[Devastated]

Belinda grunted out as she grabbed at Trent's shoulders, doing whatever she could to try and push Trent back and ease off the pressure on her abs that was his shoulder digging right into them. She winced out and pushed harder and harder until finally it looked as if she was making progress, then suddenly Trent wrapped his arms around her back and hoisted her up off of her feet.

Spun around in the air, Belinda was then thrown down brutally hard onto the nearest wooden bench! "Guah!" Belinda cried out as a few drops of spittle shot out of her mouth as her back instantly was set on fire with the pure pain of it, her body bounced off of the wooden bench and then slumped over onto her side on the floor, arching her back as she brought her arm to it, trying to shield it while also trying to figure out a way to soothe the pain.

[Teenwrestler]

The leader of the Dominion was not playing. After all, it was Trent's factions respect on the line. Belinda had already dispensed with Jacob and Derek but now faced the ultimate challenge of facing Trent himself in a un-sanctioned I Quit match. The Masterpiece would not take no for an answer and when Belinda refused his offer, he would charge into her to drive her back into the steel locker. He grinded his shoulder against her abs, forcing her back into the steel locker to drive as much wind as he could from her while leaving her back very sore from the pain. When he senses the resistance from the blonde, he would pull her up in his arms before delivering a brutal spine buster onto the nearby wooden bench

"I offered you a chance to wrestle by my side...and this is what you chose instead?" he said walking towards her, giving her a nudge with his boot to turn her over onto her back. The Masterpiece reached down to grab her hair, pulling it to yank her up onto her feet before wrapping his arms around her waist once more, this time however he would begin to squeeze her body as tight as he could in his arms for a crushing bearhug.

"Do you quit?" he calmly asked while crushing her already injured back.

[Devastated]

Belinda had been taken by surprise for sure and now she was paying for it, her back was burning in pain from having been hit with that spinebuster right onto that solid wooden bench. She winced and groaned out as she tried to soothe the aching in her back, but it looked as if Trent wasn't about to let her do even that. She felt that boot against her side as she was shoved off of the bench, and rolled over. Collapsing down onto the floor, as she would try and push herself up to her hands and knees.

Though as she tried to do just that, Trent grabbed a handful of her short blonde hair and started to guide her up, forcing her into those strong arms for a tight embrace. As she was then trapped in a nasty bearhug, with her feet leaving the floor, as pain started to rack up in her back. " Aaah!" She cried out, quickly shaking her head and stifling further cries of pain as she would throw a glare down at Trent.

"N-no!" she answered with a pained by stern voice, as she exclaimed that she had no desire to surrender.

[Teenwrestler]

Going into this match as aggressively as he could, Trent was out to show that now Belinda was messing with the best of the Dominion and this was not going to be easy. For now, Trent had the advantage after his questionable start of the match and he was really roughening up the blonde. After ramming her back first onto the wooden bench, Trent would take a moment to enjoy seeing Belinda writhe in pain on top of the bench before using her boots to almost scrape her off the bench and drop her down to the floor.

From there, he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up to her feet to trap her in a bearhug. He squeezed with all his might, looking to make this short and sweet but Belinda was as stubborn and determined as ever and would refuse to quit despite the pain she felt on her back. "Good. I heard you were stubborn. All the more satisfying when I finally do make you quit" he grinned before walking forward towards the shower area, carrying her in his arms while continuously squeezing.

Seeing the chance, Trent would pick up speed and then ram Belinda's back into the shower wall before dropping her down on the wet shower floor. He would put his boot on her chest and raise his arm up. "Belinda, do....you...quit?" he asked again.

[Devastated]

Belinda was in a bad spot right now as Trent's arms were squeezing her body, causing her to contort and try to twist and turn, looking to find a way to free herself, she grabbed at Trent's arms and tried to pry them off of her, as she would grit her teeth and try her best to ignore his cocky comments. Though as she noticed Trent start to walk off towards the shower area, she would get a sensation of confusion....shaking her head a bit as she would notice how Trent began to pick up speed.

Then suddenly it happened, as she was rammed right into the shower wall! "Gaah!" She cried out as she was sandwiched between the wall and Trent's body, practically squashed against the hard wall before she was dropped! Flopping down onto her butt as she let out a low moan of pain and arched her back off against the wall a bit.

With Trent then placing his boot against her chest, and yanking a hold of her arm to pull on it. Belinda would groan and raise her head, glaring at him. " N-no!" she shouted out, trying to pull her arm free from Trent's grip as she would try and shove him away, looking to get a moment of reprieve.

[Teenwrestler]

The settlement had no transitioned into a full blown fight. Neither of them were going to leave the gym vicinity until one of them quits. Trent was out here to give her a chance to join him and his group but it was now retribution for defeating his fellow Dominion mates. The Masterpiece was showing no mercy to the blonde, wrestling her in the locker room before taking the fight to the shower where he slammed her back against the tiled shower walls and then dropping her down onto the floor.

The Masterpiece placed his boot against her chest while grabbing her arms, pulling it towards them for a painful submission. In response, Belinda would try to pull her arm free from his grip while struggling about. Trent would frown when she refused to quit and would release her arms while also moving his foot away from her chest.

"As you wish." he said coldly while reaching down to grab her arms and pull her up to her feet. The Masterpiece would attempt to scoop her up in his arms, holding her up for a moment before attempting to drop her down onto the shower floor.

[Devastated]

Belinda struggled and tried to pull her arms free but it seemed as if she wouldn't have to struggle for very long. Trent decided to release them as she refused to submit to him...instead he reached down and would start to guide the blonde back up to her feet. She would shake her head and grit her teeth, knowing she had to fight back now or else she might end up getting steamrolled.

The blonde would clench her teeth and reach up with her free arm, trying to grab onto the back of Trent's head and pull him down a bit. Only to try and throw her head forward and smash it into the masterpieces' skull. Aiming to hit him with a headbutt as she was being pulled up by him. Looking to hopefully daze Trent long enough for her to be able to gather herself and get back into this fight that Trent had just started.

[Teenwrestler]

For now, Trent was all over the blonde and he was wondering how she gave his brother and his protégé such a tough time. Having her cornered against the shower room walls and yanking her arms forward while pressing his boot against her chest to stretch her, he thought it was time to really hurt her by slamming her down on the wet tiled floor. When Trent reached forward to grab her hair and pull her up, Belinda would reach forward to grab the back of his head with one of her free arm and yank his head forward while throwing her own head forward to ram her forehead into the skull of her opponent.

"Oowwwww crap!" Trent yelled in pain as he almost got blacked out by that sudden strike. The Masterpiece lost his bearings and staggered back until he fell down on his back on the floor, clutching his forehead and moaning in pain.

[Devastated]

Belinda sent that brutal headbutt off straight to Trent's face! Intending fully to knock him out or at least leave him loopy with that blow. Yet, she took what she got no matter what happened. As Trent staggered and then fell onto his back, Belinda would push up to one knee, rubbing her hurting head a bit. She gnashed her teeth...quite annoyed at the Masterpiece right now. She wasn't about to let him get away with this.

Rising up to her feet, now with fire in her eyes. Belinda would try and reach down for Trent's arm and pull him up off of his back, trying to force him all the way up to his feet. Where Belinda would try and slip her head in under that arm, wrapping her own arms around his side and then popping her hips as she would aim to throw backwards. Looking to slam Trent into the unforgiving floor for a Northern Lights Suplex!