Payback is Best Served flaming hot... With Booty!

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley was already dazed from the hard elbow she had received on her face just a moment ago. In a desperate attempt to reach the ropes. She had dragged herself away from Carmella, without taking a single moment to look back...

And this would soon prove to be a mistake.

"Groahh!"

Suddenly, her lower back was on fire as Carmella's boot dropped hard on top of her, forcing the air out of her lungs and effectively halting her attempts to reach the corner. Her body shook with the hard blow, and then her head flopped to the mat right after. Weakened and in pain.

With a low growl, Ashley tried to push herself up again, but before she could try anything, the redhead found herself being dragged right back to the center of the ring. Her nails dug deep into the canvas, leaving visible marks as she was being pulled, but it wasn't enough to stop the goth girl.

"I'm-...

"I'm gonna... murder you..."

Ashley was drawing short breaths, rolled onto her back by Carmella, her eyes fixed on the short gal's, but she was unable to do anything else. She saw the dark-haired girl grab both of her legs and slowly start to spin her around, without too much speed at first, but little by little, the momentum began to increase. In no time, the Red Menace was being spun fast, her hair flying wildly in the air while her arms hung helplessly above her head. It was a Giant Swing in full effect, with no options for Ashley to escape. She tucked her head in, an attempt to endure before fainting.

[ADarlingDucky]

Carmella's newly earned freedom from Ashley would allow her to finally slam the redhead with a blow that would leave her reeling, eventually crawling away from the diminutive goth wrestler in a bid to get herself to the ropes and earn freedom. But Carmella, now back up to her feet and seething, would stop Ashley before she could fully make it, reaching out to snatch up her legs and pulling her back, flipping her opponent over onto her back and tucking the bigger woman's legs underneath her arms. With her grip secured, a slow but steady turn would begin, Carmella first dragging her opponent around on the matted floor, before she picked up speed, slowly turning Ashley faster and faster.

And after a short period of time, Carmella would finally let Ashley go, but not by slowing her spin and allowing the redhead to come back down onto the mat gently, having something far different in mind!

"Have a nice flight bitch!" Carmella cried, and with one more hard twist, she would suddenly release Ashley's legs, flinging her across the ring with all the force and momentum that she could possibly muster! Carmella wanted to send Ashley soaring, and more ideally, crashing down hard onto the mat in a heap, looking to further her current lead over her foe!

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley was dazed and in pain... fighting to stay awake and avoid fainting, while all her blood began to rush to her head. She had lost count of how many times she had been swung around. Not that she was trying anyway... She had enough troubles as of now.

"Aagh..." undecipherable grunts left the Brit's lips as she continued trapped in the giant swing, up until the moment when Carmella suddenly released her mid-swing. Letting the sheer momentum of the maneuver take care of Ashley. The heelish redhead flew across the canvas, darting toward the ringside, her back hit the mat with a loud THUD that triggered a mass reaction from the crowd. But she didn't stop there. Ashley continued to roll until she slid below the bottom rope and fell right to the floor in a heap. Landing on her side, turned into a sprawled, confused mess.

[ADarlingDucky]

As Carmella finally released her opponent, Ashley was sent flying across the ring, the heavyweight traveling an impressive distance before coming down hard on the canvas, rolling upon impact and very quickly crossing under the ropes and out of the ring. Carmella herself would stop for a moment and put her hands to her knees, easing the dizziness that was creeping into her, nothing that was as bad as what Ashley experienced, but certainly enough to make her feel slightly wobbly. Still, she'd take it for the opportunity to torment the redhead. Speaking of which, Ashley was currently busy trying to ease the headache she no doubt had, and Carmella, approaching the ropes, would let a devious smile cross her face.

"You doin okay down there? Don't worry about getting back in, I'll come to you!" The diminutive wrestler would reach out and grasp hold of the ropes, getting a good grip on them and wrenching back, before leaping up into the air. Carmella was aiming big, as she looked to slingshot herself into the air and out of the ring, flying through the sky in an attempt to come down hard directly on top of Ashley, and flatten her with a sudden and surprising splash to the outside!

[Afterhoursclub]

"Fucking... bloody... Hell..."

Ashley's head was still spinning, and now... her ass was hurting after the thunderous fall from the ring. Things had rapidly gone from bad to worse for the redhead. Struggling to get back on her feet, the Brit began to crawl toward the skirt of the ring, grabbing the apron with one hand to try and pull herself up.

It took more effort than she expected, but she managed to put herself in somewhat of a standing position, only for her eyes to meet with a frightening image: Carmella's hefty figure running at full speed in her direction. It was a split second, but Ashley had been in enough matches in her career to figure out what was going to happen next.

"Fuck..." She yelled, trying to react on time. The redhead was tired of being ragdolled, and definitely not looking forward to being turned into a crashing pad either.

Ashley released the apron, still on wobbly legs, and let herself fall to the side and away from Carmella's landing zone, hopefully quickly enough to let the diminutive heavyweight crash and burn on the hard concrete.

[ADarlingDucky]

Ashley’s deluxe flight across the span of the ring would eventually come to an end with a rather spectacular crash, as the redhead hit the canvas hard and rolled the rest of the way out, exiting the squared circle completely. It was an amusing sight, seeing a lightweight like Carmella sling around someone of her foe’s size, and it brought the diminutive goth no shortage of amusement, as she approached the edge of the ring. She had no plans to let Ashley recover, and so Carmella gripped the ropes, yanking hard on them before leaping up, and slingshotting over the side of the ring and towards her foe!

…Only for Ashley to push off of the apron and fall out of the way, leaving Carmella to flop down hard onto the unforgiving floor outside of the ring.

“AAUGH!” Carmella managed to at least get her arms up enough so that she didn’t slam her face into the floor, but she hit hard enough on her stomach to force the air out of her body, the smaller wrestler rolling over and crossing her arms over her stomach. The fall had hurt, but she was quick to attempt and push herself back up, looking to get back on her feet before she could truly have the tables turned against her, with Ashley no doubt trying to recover just as quick!

[Afterhoursclub]

Maybe it wasn't one of Ashley's best outings in her wrestling career... Her aching ribs, a pulsating headache, and a pained rear from the abrupt fall were evidence enough that her strategy had not been too sound. But despite all of that, she remained fully conscious and in plain use of all her faculties. And as long as that was the case- She still had a chance at winning-

And truth be told, Ashley would rather end up dead before letting someone like Camella score a W over her. No matter how much she needed to force herself to continue.

When Ashley managed to stand up and raise her head, she caught a glimpse of the goth girl vaulting herself off the ring and aiming to fall on top of her.

"To hell with that!" The Red Menace exclaimed, jumping out of the way just in time to let Carmella crash and burn onto the hard concrete floor.

"Serves you right, fucker!" The Brit continued, barely managing to stay on her two feet while watching the goth struggling to recover. Had Ashley been in any better condition, she would have come up with at least a hundred ways to capitalize on this moment, but she was still feeling pretty battered from the previous fall.

However, a chance like this one might not come again- Holding her midsection with both hands, Ashley began to run toward Carmella, turning her body as soon as she was close enough to charge against her with a powerful shoulder rush, hopefully with enough momentum to launch her to the barricade at ringside.