Paint the Ring Red - Ashley Morgan vs Sha (Completed)

[Darius 2.0]

A normal bearhug from Sha would have been challenging for anyone to endure, as the red twin would demonstrate when she would spitefully increase the pressure encircling her opponent's core. Then Nha stepped into play, and all the sudden a common submission became the most deadly combo hold most audience had seen in awhile; a bearhug combined with a hanging headscissor! Both powerful Egyptian women would squeeze Ashley from her waist to her throat, their powerful limbs crushing any fight that might remain in the redheaded punk. Were it any other tag team, the audience might think they were just trying to subdue Ashley to perhaps pin.

But being these were the Ancestors of Isis, it was clear their only motivation was to break Ashley.

Sha would be lying if she said holding up the bigger Ashley with the added weight of her slimmer twin sister wasn't a challenge, but it was one the red twin was more than willing to meet. The muscles in her arms and back bulged under the pressure, a distinctive sheen of sweat beginning to make her skin shine under the arena lights. Still she endured, for she was ever motivated by one thing; the complete destruction of her opponent. Already she could feel Ashley's powerful core begin to falter under the nonstop pressure of her squeeze, her abdominals giving way to her arms little by little. It brought a smirk to the red twin's face, and suddenly, Ashley and Nha didn't seem so heavy anymore.

"Is she still with us?" Nha would call from her hanging, upside down position! The blue twin had coiled her legs tight around Ashely's head, surrounding her on all sides with thick, powerful thighs. They circled around the Brit's head and neck like two boa constrictors, pulsing with power as they clung to her for support. She also had grabbed hold of Ashley's arms, not only as a another means of support, but also to prevent her from doing a silly little thing like tapping out.

Sha tilted her head a bit. Thanks to Ashley's being so far arched, she was granted a fantastic view of the redhead's body in all its glory. Her chiseled abs, her impressive chest, and just barely peeking out from between her sister's legs, her ragged face barely clinging on to consciousness. Her face looked just as red as her hair, but she was still conscious. For the moment, anyway. "Barely," Sha answered evenly.

"Oh good! You know how I hate breaking our toys early!" In that moment, it seemed a silent understanding passed between the twins, because the the next thing that happened, Sha had loosened her grip around Ashley's waist, seemingly freeing her from the bearhug! Nha, meanwhile, kept her legs wrapped tight around Ashely's head, but also planted her hands back onto the mat! Should she managed that, she would would attempt to fling Ashley backwards using her scissor hold, sending the redhead crashing headfirst into the mat with a vicious Frankensteiner!

[Afterhoursclub]

Ragged breaths and wheezing noises were the only thing the Brit could utter in her agony. The pressure had become unbearable, it was almost a miracle that Ashley had retained what little consciousness she had left. But that miracle was quickly fading by the second. she was mere moments away from falling into complete darkness, her entire body shutting down, being mercilessly squeezed by the twins; Who did nothing but revel in the redhead's suffering as each increased the strength and pressure of their grip, almost as if they were in a fierce competition to see who could cause the most damage.

Ashley had lost feeling in her lower extremities and was beginning to wonder if her legs were still even attached to her body. Her abdomen was red, covered in a thick layer of sweat where the skin of her abs rubbed against Sha's chest. The Egyptian's powerful arms effectively stopped Ashley from breathing properly, keeping her thorax continuously compressed with crushing force and preventing her lungs from functioning at full capacity.

Not that Ashley had any hope anyway, as Nha was also doing a number on the redhead, tightly squeezing her head and neck with a pair of toned, muscular legs that wrapped Ashley in a deathly grip that could easily bring about the end of the match if the blue-clad twin so desired. Ashley's last remnants of rational thought could barely comprehend what was going on, she had lost track of time... of how long her body had been subjected to such cruel punishment. Of how long she had left before passing out entirely- Her mind could not even register the intense pain anymore, each one of her senses had become numb, shut down by the twin's expertise in breaking down opponents, turning them into nothing more than training dummies mid-match.

Ashley seemed to be the only person present that night who wasn't having a good time. The twins were having the time of their lives at the Brit's expense, while the audience applauded their incredible display of strength and agility as they slowly dismantled the Englishwoman. Even the referee appeared to be discreetly admiring the maneuver applied by the Ancestors of Isis.

Ashley was too stunned to notice the moment Sha released her from the brutal hold. She felt nothing as her body swung through the air, still trapped between Nha's legs. What she did feel was the violent impact as she slammed face-first into the canvas; the sudden jolt was enough to wake her slightly from her trance. Pain coursed through her again, but she could only grimace, too exhausted and battered to react. She lay face down on the ring canvas. The redhead's pride was too much to admit it, but a part of her hoped the impact would render her completely unconscious. Instead, she was still awake in the living nightmare that was facing both of the Egyptian sisters at the same time.

[Darius 2.0]

If Nha and Sha wanted to win the impromptu handicap match they could certainly do it at that moment. They had effectively squeezed every last drop of strength from Ashley with their dual hold, taking her to the brink of unconsciousness. Though they had cruelly denied their victim the ability to tap out or even verbally submit, the ref would still stop the match if the redhead passed out. So obviously, the Ancestors couldn't allow that to happen. Not when they were already having so much fun. It was for this reason and this reason only that Sha released her bearhug on Ashley's waist, allowing Nha to spike her into the mat with her Frankensteiner.

The impact of the large woman to the canvas was hard enough to shake the ring, but not hard enough to KO Ashley, so the "match" would have to continue. It was Sha who would come to stand over the fallen redhead first, and she looked down at Ashley's worn out body with grim satisfaction. Only moments ago, this woman had stood as her potential equal in the ring. Now she lay a barely conscious wreck at her feet, her powerful muscles reduced to mush, completely at her mercy. It would have been fun to put her in this state one-on-one, but she wasn't against crushing her this way either.

Nha would soon climb her way to her feet and join Sha in standing over their victim. Her blue-clad sister would lick her lips hungrily in anticipation, a chorus of devious thoughts no doubt going through her head. "Let's get her up again," she would soon say, glancing Sha's way. "Can't have her laying arounf all day. I want to take a sample of the goods..."

Sha frowned at her twin, clearly not liking being told what to do. Nevertheless, she would soon advance on Ashley where she lay face down on the canvas. Without a word, the muscular Egyptian would come to stand on the back of Ashley's legs before she would hook them with her own. If she managed that, she would reach forward to grab both of the Brit's wrists, grasping them tightly. Once that was all setup, Sha would let out a grunt of effort before she would roll backwards, taking Ashley along with her by her limbs before hefting her high into the air above her, preforming a classic and agonizing ceiling hold!

[Afterhoursclub]

Beaten and exhausted, the redhead lay face down with her cheek pressed against the ring mat, her eyes barely open. She was feeling a sharp headache after the brutal Frankensteiner she received mere moments ago. Her crimson locks messily covered her face, she was breathing through her mouth as her lungs desperately sought to get as much air into them as possible.

After the cruel punishment inflicted on her by the twins, this brief moment of freedom suddenly seemed like paradise. However, it only allowed Ashley to assess her pitiful condition. She no longer had any strength left and was unable to move a single limb, no matter how hard she tried. She quickly realized, as did the rapturous audience, that the competitive aspect of the match was completely gone. With a single maneuver, the Egyptians had turned her into a mere plaything, a rag doll for their amusement, practically a dead weight. A realization that cut her deeply.

"Have I... lost... ?-" Brief questions began to form in the redhead's mind as she slowly began to regain some consciousness...

A pair of heavy steps made the canvas tremble around her, however, Ashley couldn't see who it was. Suddenly, she felt the back of both of her knees being crushed by an abrupt weight. She winced in pain and peeled her eyes instantly. Then, the redhead felt her arms being pulled from behind-

"-Wait..." Ashley could barely articulate a few words with a tired and broken voice, "...please-"

A loud scream escaped Ashley as she was suddenly hoisted up by the red twin; Intense, burning pain shooting through each one of her limbs as she was placed in a cruel Ceiling Hold. Forced to look upwards. Her head fell back, suspended in the air as Sha held her in another display of her titanic strength.

[Darius 2.0]

If there was one thing that fueled Sha's impressive feats of strength, it was the continued suffering of her opponents. The red twin could hold a heavyweight like Ashley in a bearhug all day if she was properly motivated. And that pathetic, whispered plea she heard from Ashely before she descended on her provided plenty of motivation. Hearing that from the woman who only moments ago had stood proud and powerful before her invigorated Sha to crush that spirit further, so she applied a textbook ceiling hold on the Brit.

Sha's limbs locked around Ashley's, trapping them in place and using them to suspend her in the air high above herself, taking on the woman's entire bodyweight in the process! The Egyptian's muscles bulged and flexed in response to the heavy load, but they held firm to their task of keeping Ashley aloft. A smug smile emerged on Sha's face as she not only stretched the limits of Ashley's body, but also put the screaming woman on display before the entire audience, humiliating her further in this farce of a match.

And then there was Nha.

While her muscular twin hefted Ashley into the air, Nha had watched the spectacle with a devilish grin, clapping her hands with delight as soon as the Red Menace was thrust into the ceiling hold! It was only then that the blue twin would approach. While Ashley languished in Sha's hold, Nha would circle around the two of them like a hungry shark, her generous hips swaying enticingly back and forth with every step! "You truly are a specimen, aren't you?" Nha purred, her eyes scanning across every inch of Ashley's powerful form. "So big and strong. I bet you're the type of woman who is used to being to in charge."

Nha would then run her delicate finger along the length of Ashely's exposed abs, tracing teasingly along the curves of every hard muscle in the woman's midsection. Another hungry smile spread across Nha's face, and soon she would stop circling Ashley to come to stop of by her dangling head. Reaching down, she would grab Ashely's hair in her hands, using it to force the redhead to look directly into Nha's dark and mischievous eyes. "Tell me....do you feel in charge?"

It was after that rhetorical question that Nha would lean down to suddenly press her lips against that of Ashley's! While her powerful twin held their victim in place, Nha would indulge herself by forcing a steamy make out session with the Red Menace, plunging her tongue into the woman's mouth as if to claim it for her own!

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley's brief moment to herself ended abruptly. The moment Sha stood over the fallen redhead's figure, she knew the cruel dismantling she was being subjected to was about to resume. Her weak cries for anything resembling mercy from the twins fell into deaf ears as the Red Twin trapped Ashley in a devastating Ceiling Hold. Her joints were exploding with pain as they were being pushed past their limits. Her torso was forced to arch upwards due to the position her entire body was held in. What little air Ashley had managed to gather in the brief moments she was left alone was now escaping from her lungs in the form of desperate screams-

The twins were experts in their heinous craft. If the previous torture was aimed at rendering Ashley as nothing more than a pathetic and defenseless ragdoll, barely clinging to consciousness. This new offensive was designed to keep the redhead awake, feeling everything done to her body during each agonizing second. For they knew that if the Brit fainted, the match would be stopped by the official.

Ashley found herself suspended in the air, held by the red twin's impressive strength, her limbs torn and twisted in the vicious Ceiling Hold, with absolutely no means to escape. She could hear the cracking in her arm joints, flexibility was not one of Ashley's best qualities. Gravity played an antagonistic role throughout the Englishwoman's whole frame. Her vision began to blur again, blood rushing right to her head as it helplessly dangled in mid-air.

Suddenly, the British woman felt something else, a hand slowly caressing her battered mid-section, fingers easily running through every crevice of Ashley's toned and exposed abdomen. Playfully massaging each muscle without any resistance. Ashley caught a glimpse of Nha, walking around them and suddenly stopping right next to her head. The Englishwoman grunted as Nha then pulled her by the hair, forcing the Brit to stare straight into her devilish eyes. A pained grimace drew on Ashley's face.

Suddenly, the British woman saw Nha's face approaching and descending upon her, her mischievous eyes growing larger and larger, the redhead felt her lips completely swallowed by the Egyptian's. A myriad of thoughts coursed through the Brit's mind as her head followed each movement of the blue-clad twin, locked in a forced, steamy kiss, while Nha hungrily devoured her very breath. Nha's tongue running deep within Ashley's mouth, reveling in the stolen taste of the redhead.

Ashley's mind began to wander, absorbed by Nha's passionate but one-sided kiss. Her body was being ravaged by the red twin. Nha's humiliating maneuver became her only escape from the torture. Ashley's eyelids suddenly grew heavier.

[Darius 2.0]

Though the Ancestors of Isis shared in their desire to humiliate their opponents, their executions of this were often drastically different. Sha was straight forward enough; use her tremendous strength to squeeze and slam her victims to the point where they couldn't walk anymore. For Nha, it was a much more subtle game. As she wrapped herself around her opponents in her intimate submission holds, her hands would wander to grope and tease, while her soft lips would kiss or whisper sweet nothings huskily into their ear. The blue twin leveraged her raw sexuality in order to worm her way into her opponents mind, trapping them in a potent cocktail of pleasure and pain. So tender was her touch that some opponents would willing give themselves to her, too lost in ecstasy to notice she was breaking their bodies apart piece by piece.

Nha's forceful kiss upon Ashley would be much of the same, although it would be her twin sister Sha who would handle inflicting agony upon her with her ceiling hold. Nha, meanwhile, would would ravage Ashley with her lips, keeping tight hold of Ashley's hair so she wouldn't be able to turn away! Her tongue dove into Ashely's mouth, wrapping around the woman's own tongue to wrestle it for dominance, moaning into the kiss as she did so! The scene caused a chorus of hoots and laughs to go up from the watching crowd!

Finally, after what must have seemed like an eternity, Nha would break off the kiss with Ashley with a delighted gasp. Her face still flush, she looked down at the redhead's face with the smuggest of smiles, and would gently stroke the woman's cheek in a manner similar to lovers! "Mmmmmm, did you enjoy that as much as I did?" Nha would whisper. "You know, I like a woman who understands her place."

"She's....heavy," Sha would growl through clenched teeth, interrupting Nha's moment. Keeping a woman of Ashley's size suspended in the air for this long was starting to make even Sha's hard muscles quiver uncertainly.

Pouting in displeasure, Nha would none-the-less release her hold on Ashley's hair before stepping back. After that, Sha would lower Ashley back down to the mat, first dropping her onto her knees and then releasing the hold on her arms, ending the ceiling hold by letting the battered woman flop onto her front.

Nha wouldn't let her remain that way for long. If Ashley remained where she was, the blue twin would immediately move to mount the Red Menace's back. She would then grab for the woman's powerful arms, draping them over her thighs to render them useless. Finally, she would cup the woman's chin in her hands, pull back on it, and stretch Ashley backwards for a painful camel clutch!

[Afterhoursclub]

The potent mix of pain and pleasure plunged Ashley's mind into a trance-like state. On the one hand, Sha's merciless Ceiling Hold had rendered the Brit completely defenseless while subjecting each one of her limbs to severe punishment. Turning her own height against her in the process. This maneuver alone would probably have been enough to bring the match to a conclusion at this point, if that was what the muscular Egyptian had wanted. Instead, she opted to prolong Ashley's suffering for as long as she could.

On the other hand, Nha's devious tactics had dominated the Red Menace in a whole different way, softly caressing her exposed body and digging deep into the redhead's lips with a steamy, passionate kiss, conquering any fighting instinct or resistance that might still remain in the Englishwoman. Holding her head tightly in place.

It was a dominant display. For those who followed Ashley's career in LAW up to that point, or her experience before joining the company, it was the first time they'd seen the Red Menace so thoroughly overwhelmed in a match. What had started out as an even match, with the redhead gaining a convincing advantage at times, had suddenly become practically a squash match, a simple training routine where the twins could practice any hold and maneuver their twisted minds could imagine, with no fear of the Brit escaping.

After a long makeout session, Nha finally released Ashley's head- Her face was flushed and covered in sweat, one eye closed, and her mouth was open, panting heavily. Her chest heaved nonstop. Ashley couldn't form any sentences, the Brit was barely aware of her surroundings anymore. She barely made out the figure of her attacker, dressed in blue. She saw Nha's lips moving, but she didn't hear a thing.

Suddenly, Ashley was brought back to the ground; the impact of her knees against the canvas was enough to send an electric shock down her spine. Wincing in pain, Ashley landed strepitously and face-first on the mat. She had no strength left and no way to fight back. She weakly raised her trembling hand in a feeble attempt to get out of harm's way, her sharp nails clawing on the ring mat, trying to drag her body forward to no avail.

"Ough..." Her futile attempt to escape came to a sudden halt when her lower back was abruptly crushed by Nha's rear end. The blue-clad twin had mounted Ashley and was quick to trap both of her arms using her tights, while pulling her head up with a savage Camel Clutch. She flailed her arms wildly by mere reaction, but the hold was locked in tight.

[Darius 2.0]

No sooner had the Ancestors released Ashley from their clutches did Nha pounce on the Red Menace's back! Despite the toll the twins had inflicted on their helpless opponent they still chose not to end her suffering by simply pinning her for the count of three! Hell, at this point, a count of one hundred wasn't out of the question! Instead, the blue-clad Nha chose to work the Brit into another painful submission, picking up the slack where her twin had left off!

Settling into Ashley's back with a wiggle of her butt, Nha locked in the camel clutch with a delighted smile. There were a number of reasons she loved this hold. The way it restrained the victim so completely to leave them helpless. Being able to feel their spine creak and pop under her ass. Perhaps her most favorite aspect of it though was the way she was able to get her lips right next to her opponent's ear and whisper ever so softly to them.....the way she would do to Ashley now.

"This is probably very new to you," Nha would whisper huskily into Ashley's ear, her hot breath wafting onto the redhead's neck with each word she spoke. "Becoming a plaything, I mean. It's not so bad after awhile. In fact, you might start to enjoy it even..." As she spoke, Nha would crank back a little harder on the camel clutch, forcing Ashley to bend backwards further and further until the woman was forced to look directly up at the ceiling! "Although....I'll doubt you'll like this next part...."

Nha's words would soon take on meaning when Sha, fresh from having stood up after the ceiling hold, stepped into view of Nha and Ashley. The red twin looked down at the Brit with scornful eyes that promised no form of mercy.

This would be right before Sha would swing a low kick directly into Ashley's chest! Her boot would connect solidly across Ashley's top half thanks to Nha stretching her back enough to leave her chest completely exposed! It would not stop with simply one kick either, with Sha starting to deliver a barrage of heavy kicks over and over again into the poor Brita's chest! With Nha maintaining the camel clutch and Sha raining down the blows, the twins had truly trapped Ashley between a rock and a hard place!

[Afterhoursclub]

The redhead had to admit, Nha's words carried some truth to them. In all of her wrestling career, Ashley had never been subjected to such brutal punishment as tonight.

The Brit could hear the creaking of her spine as she was forced to bend backward, her lack of flexibility once again working against her. She tried to escape with what little energy remained in her, but her arms had been effectively rendered useless by the blue-clad twin's Camel Clutch; Even at full strength, it would have been difficult for Ashley to escape said maneuver. Nha began cranking hard, cruelly pulling Ashley's head, her back slowly forming a perfect "C" shape after each agonizing second. She would have tried to scream, but Nha's hands were cupping her chin tightly. With watery eyes, Ashley was violently forced to look straight up at the ceiling. Then, she saw a terrifying vision that would send a shiver down her suffering spine. Sha's towering figure had come into view, sporting a devilish stare. Getting some mumbled noises from the redhead. She could see how the Egyptian girl's eyes drifted toward her ample chest, which had been left completely exposed and unprotected by Nha's Camel Clutch. And with a swift motion, a thunderous kick echoed through the arena, and Ashley peeled her eyes. Letting out a muffled scream that slipped through Nha's fingers.

Ashley winced in pain with each blow, unable to do anything to stop the attacks. Her entire figure trembled after each impact. A burning sensation began to spread through both of the redhead's breasts. A sharp pain ran through her entire upper half. By now, the twins had systematically crushed every part of her body and were giving no signs of stopping any time soon, almost as if they wanted to end the Brit's career that same night. All of this while giving a feeling of sadistic enjoyment.

"Guhh-..." suffocated gurgles escaped the Brit's mouth; She couldn't utter a single word. Nha's constant pulling forced her spine to its utmost limits, the pain became unbearable, and the redhead's eyes slowly began to roll to the back of her head. That was until one of Sha's violent kicks brought her back to reality abruptly. This endless cycle of torture continued too long for Ashley to keep track of how many times she had drifted in and out of consciousness. Ashley's arms went completely limp at the sides of Nha's thighs, moving only with each kick from the red twin, or whenever Nha decided to tighten her hold.