With Friends Like These: Ashley Morgan & Bengal VS. Naomi Van Makros (2v1 Handicap Match)

[Afterhoursclub]

"Annoying Twat!" Ashley uttered, sitting on the mat and feeling the canvas shaking still after the thunderous slam. The move had been a success; she had dropped Naomi hard against the ring floor with a hefty powerbomb, leaving her out of commission for the time being.

Ashley pushed the girl's legs away and began to stand up; she was once again towering over Naomi's downed form, looming over her soon-to-be victim. "Let's see if you can keep jumping around after this..." the redhead continued, her words filled with malice.

Ashley leaned down and seized the girl's legs again, but this time she twisted them around each other and turned Naomi's whole body around. Promptly sitting on the yellow-clad girl's lower back while wrenching her lower limbs together. Locking her into her submission maneuver, The HellBent!

The HellBent

[AshAllen]

The stars from her eyes seemed to fade as they stopped circling her head. She let out a groan as her hands sluggishly moved to the area where her head landed on the canvas. Tending to it in a weak attempt to soothe the pain.
But that was just all in vain as Ashley got up.

As Naomi’s brain began to stop boucning around in her skull and her mind started to regain its forces, she felt her legs BW grabbed. She regained her focus and she found herself laying on her torso. Feeling her legs BW grabbed and her body turned over, Naomi thought it was gonna be a simple Boston crab or even a classic Texas cloverleaf. But she was very wrong as she felt her body start to be bent at an excoriating angle. And feeling Ashley’s weight on her back just confirmed her fears.

Her eyes widened as she felt Ashley’s signature move BW locked in. Balling her fists in an attempt to hold back a scream. She was flexible sure but even she had her limits. And she was sure Ashley wanted to break her in two!

“Agh… dammit… rhis hurts…” she groaned while biting back a louder reaction.

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley pulled more and more, enjoying the popping sounds coming from Naomi's back as it was bent past its limits. A painful symphony orchestrated by the redhead's submission hold. One that had brought her many victories in the past...

Sitting right on top of the girl's lower back, Ashley could very well just force The Queen of sting to surrender or risk having to spend the rest of the season on a wheelchair.
And yet... Ashley was not feeling satisfied in the least...

She had not had her fill of dishing out dominance and punishment yet. Well... At least not against Naomi...

"Grahhh!" Ashley gave one last hard tug from the girl's legs before suddenly releasing the hold, letting them drop to the canvas abruptly. The redhead stood up, rolling her shoulders and cracking her knuckles before fixing her attention back to Naomi.

"You are not getting off the hook so easily, love..."

She leaned down and grabbed Naomi by the head, instantly pulling her up to a standing position again.

[AshAllen]

Naomi’s cries echoed through the arena as she was being bent into a near perfect ‘O’ shape. The bottom of her boots were just a foot away from touching her head and completing the shape. Her spine was being worked over but time. Each pop in her back was a sign of thag. She was flexible since he she was in acrobatic activities in High School, but Ashley was really pushing her back’s limits!

She wasn’t sure if she’d spend the rest of the season in the hospital, or she’d be more flexible after this.

But thankfully Ashley seemed to get bored. Or frustrated given that one last tug thag nearly made her scream as Ashley let her legs fall to the canvas. Laying on the canvas and hearing the cracking knuckles, Naomi was sure Ashley still wanted to break her more.

And Ashley pulling Naomi by her head and forcing her to stand up was proof of that. She glared daggers at the red menance. Her back burning with pain and wi the no chanve to recover

[Afterhoursclub]

It had been fun...

Beating down Bengal, getting even after their little encounter at the spa... And now, putting this annoying pest down for the count. Truly a remarkable evening!

For a brief moment, Ashley felt the slightest remorse... She didn't hate Naomi, perhaps the girl was the least obnoxious person she had fought so far... But that was not going to stop her from pulverizing her.

Once she had pulled her opponent back to her own two feet, Ashley gave a malicious glare to the dazed girl in her hands. "Ready for the grand finale, girlie?!" She asked, not caring if Naomi heard of not. And immediately after, her hand shot straight to her neck, clamping it like a bear trap and holding her tight. The crowd reacted again, it was another Crimson Fall.

With a loud grunt, Ashley lifted Naomi into the air, as high as she could. Holding her up for a couple of seconds while flaunting her strength. It she were successful, Ashley would slam Naomi down hard against the ring mat.

[AshAllen]

Naomi’s eyes snapped wide as she felt Ashley’s hand clamp down on her throat. Making her gasp and grab at her wrist as she was lifted higher up into the air. She knew what was happening with this because she watched Ashley use it on Bengal just before she got into the ring!

Not wanting to end up like her pussy cat of a tag partner, Naomi used the few seconds Ashley used to display her like a trophy to swing her legs ck and forth. Building up momentum as she swung them forward. Delivering a mule kick straight into Ashley’s face to make her let go.

And in usual Naomi fashion, she used Ashley’s face as a launchpad to let her propel herself through the air. And unlike last time she did this, she performed a backflip and landed on her feet!

Stunning the crowd who erupted in cheers at such a feat.