The Red Menace

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley's chest was burning, her skin rapidly turning as red as her hair. She landed abruptly on her back, both hands covering her front by pure reaction to the thunderous blow. She had been struck hard before, but this one was on a whole different level of malice. Garlim had a gentle exterior, but judging by this one blow, the blonde was a dangerous adversary when she wanted to be.

"You bitch!" Ashley yelled between gritted teeth, "I'm gonna..." She was suddenly cut off. Once Ashley regained a bit of composure and could open her eyes, she met with the blonde's figure dropping right on top of her, her entire weight pinning her down to the canvas. Her shoulders were pushed down by Garlim.

"The... fuck.. are you..." Ashley struggled, trying to break free to no avail. The exhaustion and her opponents' opposition were too much. "Guhh..."

They crossed stares for a brief moment, Ashley giving the blonde a pissed off look just before her entire face was buried under Garlim's ample chest, her whole world turning into complete darkness in just an instant, oxygen becoming scarse just as quick. The redhead wiggled her body, trying to escape, but she was kept tight on the floor. She could barely move, stuck between the blonde's breasts. She was running out of time as breathing was impossible in that position.

Ashley gathered what little strength she had left and pushed upward with all she had, using her body. Her face digging deeper into Garlim's chest, a risky gamble, but the only option remaining for her.

[XXVV]

E'isa would try to maintain focus on the match. Eyeing each move and response from both of these warriors during this sparring session. With multiple things on the line for both. Their pride was undoubtedly one of them. The Endless Referee would be vigilant, but try not to get too close. Not because she feared the contact, but what it would lead to if either did hit her unintentionally. The thought of slamming either woman or dropping either with an X-Isle! was something she envisioned at moments. The beautiful feeling of either woman's chin dropping onto her chiseled shoulder, the sound they'd make, and the aftermath, a beautiful scene! Constantly having to fight her devious thoughts and calm her inner madness.

The pace slowing down a bit as Garlim would get a vicious blow to the chest of Ashley. The impact felt as E'isa herself would wince seeing it. The sound echoed throughout the gym. The sound of contact was inescapable. E'isa looking on would see a bright red spot on Ashley's chest, the brit left covering it the best she could. Ashley yelled out in anger, and some unkind words were uttered. E'isa looked away, almost wanting to laugh at Ashley's reaction. But Garlim wasn't done, continuing to try and remain focused on the match. E-Mac would see Garlim drop her body on top of Ashley. Pinning her down while Garlim's immense chest buried Ashley's face underneath.

E'isa would realize it was time to work! Dropping down immediately to get a read on if Ashley was pinned down completely.

"Yo Linda, you good under there?!"

Checking on her status before realizing she was pinned down, slamming one hand onto the canvas.

1..

2....

But Ashley's response to her situation would shock E'isa! She would find the power, the will, the resolve to get push Garlim up! The display shocking the ENDLESS REFEREE as obviously the pinfall would cease.

"There's no way?! Es.. imposible.."

[Afterhoursclub]

"SCREW...

...YOU!"

Ashley could not talk, for her face was buried deep into the blonde's ample assets. But her mind could still formulate all the curses she wished to yell at Garlim right then and there. The redhead did not care for how precarious her current position was, as long as she still had the strength to do so, she would fight- she would look for a way to escape, she would find how to overcome any obstacle that stood in her way...

The problem was -said strength was quickly running out!

Ashley used her entire body, still trapped below Garlim, to try and push the blonde up, managing to lift her in an impressive display of sheer force and will to survive. Breaking E'isas' count by pure luck, since the redhead (with her face lodged between Garlim's breasts) never heard it to begin with. Ashley managed to get to an almost sitting position, now she only needed to use her arms and push Garlim off...

She was so close... and then...

In the blink of an eye, all her strength disappeared; she had reached her limit. Her vision turned blurry as she felt her whole core aching. This last little rebellious act had burned any stamina the Brit had left; Ashley slowly fell right back down. Her back hit the floor abruptly, and with it, all of Garlim's weight fell onto her once again, getting squeezed one more time by the hefty blonde.

[APlaying]

Garlim's eyes widened when Ashley managed to break the pin, her face still buried in the blonde's chest. The redhead's determination and strength were proof of her unbreakable spirit, and for a moment, Garlim felt a pang of admiration for her opponent. But that moment was short-lived, as Ashley's strength began to falter and she fell backward onto the floor.

Garlim's weight fell back on her, and the blonde couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at having regained control. As Ashley's vision clouded and her body collapsed, Garlim decided to tense her body and apply all her weight, seeking to overwhelm the redhead.

“Huh... You're very stubborn, I like that,” whispered the blonde goddess, who felt a tingling sensation run through her body as Ashley began to spasm, a sign of her complete loss of strength. “E'isa, I think this is a good time to take the count. It looks like she's run out of strength,” she assured to E'isa.

[Afterhoursclub]

As Ashley's last remnants of consciousness slowly faded away, so did her strength. Even though the battle itself wasn't excessively long, it was intense, with each girl giving it their all. Ashley had been running on fumes for the past several minutes, and trying to lift Garlim from such an unfavorable position proved to be a ruinous choice. Leaving the redhead in an even bigger predicament than before. A real miscalculation that was taking its toll on the Brit now.

The redhead found herself buried beneath the big blonde again, her face stuffed deeper between Garlim's ample chest in such a way that not a single ray of the bright gym lights reached her eyes. Her arms, resting on the blonde's body, seemed to be trying to push her forward, but without any strength. Until they finally fell limp to the sides. Ashley had stopped pushing back completely.

[XXVV]

E'isa would be looking on at a showcase of power, will, and determination! If this were a live match, in front of a packed Law arena these fans would be going for Ashley! E'isa could see what all the hype was about! Ashley and Garlim were stars! Showcasing why they deserved the be on the grandest of stages! E'isa would begin to think of the possibilities, her mind overwhelmed by the matchups. E'isa vs Ashley? E'isa vs Garlim? E'isa vs Ashley vs Garlim! It was a match that needed no promotion or hype. Her eyes widened at the thought, but then..

In the blink of an eye, Ashley's push would end. E'isa gasped at what felt like a replay in slow motion. Unable to keep Garlim up, she had reached her limit. E'isa understood that feeling, a moment like that, more than she'd like to admit or think back to. E-Mac almost wanted to reach out a hand, but her role here was not to pick a side. Left to watch as Ashley slowly fell back down, Garlim's weight coming back down as well. It seemed like Ashley was done, Garlim looking to ensure it would tense up her body and truly weigh down on her. E'isa would watch as Ashley's last sliver of strength would evaporate. Then, she heard Garlim call to her.

The Blonde asked for E'isa to check on Ashley's condition, assuring her it was over. The Latina would get down once more, checking on what could be the ending of the sparring session.

"ASHLEY.. HEY.. IS ANYONE THERE.. CAN YOU HEAR ME?!"

Left with no option but to do the arm test. Lifting Ashley's limp arm once before dropping it to test for a reaction, a jolt of energy, anything. NOTHING! Then a second time, finding the same result, slowly grabbing the hand for the last time. E-Mac in the back of her mind hoped Ashley would flex her muscle arm and give her another feat to be mind blown by, wanting this back and forth between them to continue going, yet.. THUD!

The sound was unquestionable, and the sight was even more undeniable. Ashley's hand hit the mat as E'isa would call it! Immediately placing both on Garlim's shoulders before attempting to push her back.

"GARLIM! IT'S OVER! YOU WIN! GET OFF!"

[APlaying]

The truth is that things like pinfall or fall were somewhat foreign to the nature of the blonde goddess. But Garlim's gaze fixed on E'isa's, with an expression of surprise and then understanding on her face. Slowly, she released her weight from Ashley's body, her chest still pressed against the redhead's face. Garlim's hands rested on Ashley's cheeks for a moment before gently pulling away, allowing her to catch her breath. When E'isa shouted that it was over, Garlim nodded, a small smile on her lips.

She slowly got up, until she stumbled and sat down next to Ashley's motionless body, panting and moaning. Despite having emerged victorious from this little match, she had taken the most blows throughout it. Garlim's gaze met E'isa's, and for a moment, they stared at each other.

Then Garlim nodded again, this time more firmly, and began to move away from Ashley's body. “Thank you, E'isa,” Garlim said, her voice hoarse from the effort.

[XXVV]

Seeing her words get through to Garlim. E'isa would see the blonde backup and thank her for snapping her out of it. Not angry, she just wanted to ensure Ashley's safety as it was meant to be a spar. It was an intense one, but safety was a priority. Sliding up closer to Ashley before calling to her. Checking on her breathing, trying to get a response before maybe looking to attempt a more serious approach.

"Ashley? Hey? You there? LOCA! Dime? Ummm.. Konichiwa? Hallo? IS ANYONE HOME?!"

Mildly shaking her shoulder, checking her neck and chest to get a read on her breathing. She seemed to be breathing okay, maybe it was just the way she pushed herself too hard at the end. Maybe her body just needed time to recover. But E'isa did not like to play with uncertainty. Thinking maybe she might need to attempt THE THING!

"I might have to do it! Garlim, backup a bit more! I'm gonna attempt IT!!"

Taking a deep breath as she attempts to lower her head and position her hands above Ashley's chest. Interlocking her fingers before coming down, adjusting her lips, trying to remember how many pushes and breaths in between, looking to attempt CPR?!

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley's world was in complete darkness; No light nor air could get through to her. Her consciousness rapidly faded as she was pushed to the utmost limit of her endurance. In the end, Garlim's hold proved to be too much, Ashley fainted, and the spar was called out by the "Endless Referee".

E'isa quickly intervened, getting Garlim to release Ashley, finally letting her breathe. It took the redhead a few seconds to recover enough to slowly open her eyes. Life was slowly returning to her. She remained lying on the mat, shaking her head a few times. She felt her body pushed, moved from side to side, but she didn't have the strength to react yet. When her eyes finally focused again, she met with a rather unusual vision: Two big hands pressing against her chest. She looked further up...

"Oh... right... This is happening right now-" Ashley thought to herself, a puzzled look on her face the whole time. "A muscular Latina dressed in improvised referee clothing is... touching my breasts..."

Ashley rolled onto her side, pushing E'isas's hands away. "Get off me!" She ended up face down, elbows braced against the ring canvas, still trying to catch her breath. She looked around and saw E'isa and Garlim watching her worriedly. She got the picture right away: she lost the spar. Staring down for a few more seconds, panting and gasping, the redhead proceeded to slowly kneel down and finally stand back up, wiping her face with both hands.

Her features wore a mix of frustration, anger, but more than anything, resignation... The redhead collected her thoughts and walked up to Garlim. She quickly glanced at E'isa and, after a very subtle nod, turned her attention back to the blonde:

"You won... congratulations." With a serious tone, the Brit didn't say anything else: no snarky remark, no curses or yelling. She went ahead to pick up her jacket from the floor. "I shall take my leave now, sorry for the trouble." Ashley headed toward the exit without looking back.

[XXVV]

E'isa felt relieved to see that not only was Ashley okay, but she also nodded and could stand on her own. E-Mac thought her job as a referee had been satisfactory, someone deserving a 5-star review on whatever apps referees use today to get some work. She was thinking about browsing her phone, considering the extra cash she could make refereeing on the side.

However, after hearing Ashley's words and seeing the Brit grab her jacket, as if she was about to leave, E'isa got up and walked over. She tried to grab the woman's wrist. If successful, she'd try to bring her back to where Garlim was.

"That's no way to conclude a session. Shake hands! I think you both did amazing. I'm honored to have officiated that. Please shake hands.. so this can end on a positive note."