A Red Storm in Southern Lands - Ashley VS Tasha.

[Afterhoursclub]

Right from the start, Ashley already knew she wasn't gonna like Tasha... not that The Red Menace liked anyone in particular to begin with, but she just had a hunch... and a hunch that told her this match was going to be just a pain the entire time. And so far... despite Ashley being in control in the early stages of the encounter, the Alabaman proved to be just as obnoxious as Ashley thought she would be.

Luckily, after some hiccups along the way and delivering some hard strikes and a submission... things were right on track for the redhead again... twisting Tasha's leg had done quite some damage to the southern gal... evidence of this was the lack of footing she had once Ashley pulled her back up to her feet... Tasha was definitely still feeling the effects of that ankle lock... something that brought a genuine smile to her face.

"Alright... shall we continu- UGH!"

A hard fist slammed against her gut, then another, and another... powerful punches that caved in the Brit's toned midsection... effectively catching Ashley by surprise, not expecting Tasha to be able to respond right away. But despite the continuous battering of her stomach... the Brit never released her grip on her opponent. However, she had to switch up strategies for something different...

"You... fucking..." Ashley grabbed Tasha's wrist, and with one strong pull, she yanked her closer with one arm, only to smash her other against the Alabaman's chest in a quick but vicious short clothesline. Clenching her teeth and delivering the strike with as much force as she could muster in such a short distance, hopefully sending the girl back down to the mat.

[Jaystar]

Tasha's position may not had exactly been an advantaged one, but she was at least managing to be a persistent pest by still starting to deliver her fist into Ashley's abs! The first strike had felt more like a haphazard effort.. But how the impact then felt against her fist, and the evident sound of the redhead's pain told her that there was more success in this than she had been predicting! It was a no-brainer to then keep those punches to the Brit's gut coming on one after another, as she obviously wanted nothing but pain for her menacing opponent!

Tasha did find a moment of joy there, but the joy was ultimately short-lived before Ashley easily grabbed hold of her wrist, effectively ceasing the Alabaman's resistance for now. The Southern Twister still had a problem though, namely her ankle... And how she still couldn't depend on it holding up all the weight if necessary. So, there still was some blessing in disguise in the Brit's holds keeping her upright...

That wasn't the case for very long though. Tasha soon felt her body getting abruptly pulled up, and yanked even closer to the redhead's body... And before she had any time to react, Ashley's arm smashed against her chest, sending the Southern Twister falling down in a spectacular fashion! "GAHHH!!!" It truly looked like a display of dominance by the Red Menace, and an ominous sign for things still to come for Tasha... Who remained now reeling on the mat at Ashley's feet, her other hand tending to her hurt chest...

[Afterhoursclub]

It was a vicious scene; Ashley's thick arm came crashing onto the girl's chest with the power of a freight train running at full speed. The impact caused those closer to the ring to flinch, almost as if it had been them the ones it hit by the monstrous clothesline. Still... most of the crowd was cheering, witnessing a crude display of violence in front of their very own eyes.

Tasha fell to the ring mat in a heap, dazed by the strike. Ashley's momentum carried her a few steps ahead after delivering the blow; she rolled her shoulder a couple of times before turning around to see the fruits of her anger...

The Alabaman woman draped over the canvas.

"Hmph... right back where you belong..." Ashley uttered before approaching her fallen opponent once more. This was a step in the right direction; now Ashley had to capitalize. The Brit grabbed both of Tasha's wrists and pulled her to the middle of the ring, making sure she was far from any ropes.

"Stay right there, will you..." After this, Ashley stood next to the girl's body, and suddenly, she jumped in the air, raising one arm while pointing down with her elbow... aiming straight at the woman's gut. It was a hefty elbow drop, looking to crush Tasha's abdominal wall under the Red Menace's full weight, with the help of gravity itself.

[Jaystar]

Unfortunately for Tasha, she had gotten stuck in the middle of a railroad crossing, and the train wasn't about to warn her of the impending danger by blowing a horn. Neither was the power behind her fists even close to sufficient to stop its charge, with the poor Southerner getting brutally flattened to the mat! A sight, that proved surprisingly popular among the deviant LAW crowds... Who weren't apparently interested in seeing any mercy given to the supposedly sweet Alabaman.

Tasha may had belonged to Alabama, but Ashley was finding her place on the mat of the LAW ring to be a much more appropriate one. And even more appropriate in the center of it, as the Brit began to demonstrate by dragging the lighter heavyweight's body to the middle of the ring. It seemed like a setup for a submission move, which Tasha was preparing herself for... Only to quickly find out that she was sorely mistaken!

Suddenly, Ashley's elbow crashed into Tasha's guts in a devastating fashion! The poor Alabaman merely gurgled while her eyes were rolling in her head, all air now driven out of her lungs, and her abdominals immediately on fire... The Southern Twister sought to twist her body somehow into a prone position, in hopes of protecting her front midsection... But it was obvious that gravity combined with the weight of the Red Menace was guaranteed to keep her grounded and defenseless for quite some time now.

[Afterhoursclub]

"Hmph..." That was more like it, a scene that the LAW crowd had quickly become familiar with: The Red Menace standing tall over a dazed opponent. And it was a sight that the Brit had learned to enjoy... almost too much. Dropping her foe to the canvas, leaving her a dazed mess in the white canvas of the ring... yeah, Ashley could seriously enjoy this, alright.

But that didn't mean the redhead was satisfied; this was only the beginning!

Pulling Tasha to the middle of the squared circle, then running to the ropes to bounce back with enough momentum to hit her opponent with a massive elbow drop, crushing the girl's gut under her full weight... The Alabaman's desperate and painful gasps were like music to the Brit.

"My, my... darling- You really felt that one, didn't you?" Ashley smirked, pressing the tip of her elbow down onto the girl's abs and viciously grinding her muscle, making sure to really dig deep into those abs. After a few agonizing moments, Ashley let up the torture...

"How about we keep working those abdominals, dear?"

Ashley proceeded to grab Tasha by the shoulders; if she managed this without any interruptions, she would cross one leg in front of her torso while hooking one arm around the Alabaman's own, trapping her in a torturous Seated Abdominal Stretch...

"Come On! Stretch that core!" Ashley would yell before twisting the girl's entire body.

[Jaystar]

Sinister pleasure and anguished suffering.

Those two elements were very evident to the spectators inside the LAW ring now, and there was no confusion over which one of the fighters had been dealt with their respective end of the bargain. A bargain that kept on being sold to the competitors, as Ashley was far from satisfied after her brutal elbow drop... Something that was evident by her continuing to torment Tasha's abs relentlessly, grinding her muscles mercilessly instead of letting her opponent go and recover.

The torture finally ceased for the moment as the redhead let go, allowing the Alabaman's body to start getting curled up on the mat... Even if her outstated intentions sounded like nothing but bad news for the Southern Twister. And soon enough, Tasha felt her shoulders getting grabbed and her upper body straightened up... Something that felt no good at all to her hurt abdominals.

Even worse news followed with Ashley locking in a torturous Seated Abdominal Stretch onto the poor Alabaman! "N-no... No! S-stop...! STOP!!!" Her cries of pain were soon accompanied by, most likely futile, protests, and it was all too evident that "stretching that core" wasn't on the bingo card of Tasha's interests at the moment.

But did that matter? No. The Southern Twister kept on getting mercilessly twisted, all the while her will to keep on fighting against the Red Menace was getting quickly consumed by now... But still not to the point of submission!

[Afterhoursclub]

"That's right dear..." Ashley kept the submission locked. "Hmph! Right there!" twisting the Alabaman's body without mercy, turning her sideways until the skin of her torso was fully stretched- a vicious torture that made even those merely watching in the crowd flinch, especially after hearing Tasha's pained shrieks.

"Come on... I know you got more than that!" Ashley continued to tease; her words sounded like support, but their true meaning could not be any further... it was a vicious punishment, and the Red Menace was enjoying every second of it. Laughing at the expense of the southern gal. It was a simple maneuver... but it was incredibly effective, quickly burning up Tasha's stamina and resilience... leaving her primed and exposed for the grand finale, one that Ashley planned to unfold soon. She just needed to keep the hold locked a little longer, making sure that Tasha would not be able to avoid what was coming next.

"So, you are incredibly annoying... Shut up for a second, will Ya?" Ashley yelled right into the woman's ear, tired of her cries... "You were incredibly annoying and obnoxious... I should keep you here longer but..." After one final strong pull, Ashley released the abdominal stretch, leaving Tasha to flop onto the mat as a broken mess. "I grow tired of this..."

The redhead stood up, dusting herself off before taking her stance next to the fallen girl.

"Now... get up!"

"Get up! Let's finish this!" She sentenced, eyes fixed on Tasha, watching her every move attentively, licking her lips as her hands and fingers curved like claws, ready to pounce on the woman as soon as she was vertical again.