Hostile Work Environment: Ashley Morgan and Alice Evans

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley was at her limit, on the verge of fainting from the strain in her back. The pressure on her spine increased with each passing second, and then... Alice simply let go. Ashley took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the oxygen she so desperately needed as the pressure in her abdomen finally ceased. Falling back to the floor in a heap.

Alice stood back up.

The Brit's vision was blurry; the camel had done more damage than she thought. But she was still conscious, and as long as she was breathing, she would never let this woman get the better of her... especially not after the snarky attitude she had shown toward her. She had to teach Alice a lesson she would not forget.

The redhead felt the woman's arms clutching her waist with crushing force. Slowly lifting her back up to her feet.

"Bitch..." Ashley thought to herself. "My...

...My turn now..."

Before she was completely lifted, Ashley ran her hands across the rubble on the floor, looking for anything to defend herself. She got hold of a lonely stapler, lying among the broken pieces of wood scattered all over the floor. And just before Alice could set her up for another German Suplex, Ashley unfolded the stapler and swung it in a vicious arc toward her back, naturally, it wasn't her back the one she would hit, but Alice's instead.

-CLICK-

She heard the unmistakable sound of the stapler activating, driving a metal staple through a surface. Ashley made sure to swing it with enough force to make the staple dig deep into Alice's clothing and hopefully beyond.