Ashley Evans vs. Carmen Rodriguez - Red All Over

Carmen wasn’t easily flustered, but this was starting to wear thin on her. It wasn’t that she had a problem with showing some skin - after her match with Vanguard, there wasn’t too much ground left to cover in the hentai department. But that didn’t mean she was keen on having her pants pulled off like an unruly child. This was the sort of thing that she should’ve been on the giving end, not the receiving.

Ashley seemed to have some other ideas, ones that Carmen strongly disagreed. The complement about her butt was appreciated, really, but everything else…

”You’re showing enough for the both of us.”

Carmen threw her body to the side with a hard twist, flopping over to her back in one hard motion. She tucked her legs in, pulling Ashley towards her before she shot them back out with an explosive burst of power, attempting to catapult her away and buy some time to recoup.

Ashley chuckled upon hearing Carmen's little response. The sexy boxer was quite the beauty in her own right, however, she refused to show off her body with the same...for the lack of a better word...ferocity that her barely clad opponent did. That was Ashley's one criticism, but overall it wasn't a big deal. Actually Carmen's reluctance to 'put out' made things interesting. Like a challenge!

"Oh honey~ We both have so much more to show~" the lusty woman purred as Carmen rolled over. Suddenly, though, the tough babe would pull her forward and then kick out her legs to send Ashley flying back. Smart move, however, Carmen made one mistake. Which was underestimating her opponent's grip and determination to strip her. So by suddenly being propelled backwards, the scarlet harlot would be sent away along with her opponent's pants! Grunting and she landed on her ass before ending up flat on her back, Ashley would sit up shortly after. With Carmen's article of clothing in her hand, she'd snicker at the other woman.

"There...was that so hard?" she'd purr looking like the devious Cheshire Cat. For a brief second Ashley considered leaving the ring and giving a fan Carmen's pants. That way, when the woman finally lost it and tried to run after her, she'd receive a chair shot for her recklessness. Ashey decided against this, though. She didn't want Carmen to lose it. Lose the clothes, sure. But the Puerto Rican was angry enough. It was at just the right level to make for some great rough sex. So Ashley would throw Carmen's pants under the ropes so they'd be out of the way. Then, without talking, she'd get up and exit the ring as well. Ashley could still get a weapon without further antagonizing Carmen, after all. So once outside, she'd quickly look under the ring for something to hit her opponent's with.

And there went Carmen’s pants. Figured. It was only a matter of time, really.

Ashley, of course, made the biggest show out of this as possible, parading them around, taunting her, milking the moment for all it was worth. Couldn’t blame her, it was quite a little accomplishment. Not that Carmen was ashamed of her body, she’d long since gotten over that sort of hangup, but being stripped, dominated, controlled like that…

Well, she wasn’t against it. She was, however, being on the receiving end.

She stood and took her shoes off while Ashley left the ring - without her pants, it just felt awkward to have them on. Her opponent was taking a break, too, likely looking for something to work the hardcore angle. Not the worst move, but not a good idea when Carmen was still awake and pissed off.

When Ashley started checking under the ring, Carmen backed away from her, making space, all the way to the ropes. The second she saw that face rise up, she charged forward, leaped and dropped down with her legs extended, attempting to him her foe in the face with a Baseball Slide dropkick.

Ashley didn't take too long to find a weapon under the ring. Soon she'd pop back up with a nice steel chair in her hands. And in doing so, the red clad bombshell got smacked it the face by Carmen's bare feet. Ashley hadn't even seen it coming. She wasn't exactly sure how Carmen hit her either. The baseball slide just connected with her face at the perfect time, causing the brunette to be launched backwards as the chair fell down on the padded floor.

Grunting as she landed on the floor and stunned by both impacts, Ashley would hold her forehead, which was the spot that Carmen's feet connected with the most. Unlike her opponent, Ashley didn't mind having footwear on with her attire or while naked. The exception, though, was any kind of footwear besides wrestling boots. It was oddly specific, and Ashley knew it, but at the same time she didn't give it too much thought. It was just a small quirk of her's, and compared to others it didn't seem that important. And right now she really had to recover, since Carmen couldn't be too far behind. So Ashley would try forcing herself to recover, albeit somewhat slowly.

The drop kick did its job. More than its job, really. Carmen had honestly just wanted to get a little payback on Ashley, knock her silly for the affront, but her kick not only managed to do that in style, but it also cut off her attempt to use a weapon and left her loopy on the outside of the ring. A state that Carmen had every intention of taking advantage of.

She dropped out of the ring and strode towards the recovering Ashley, kicking the chair away as she approached. Tempting as it was to use the weapon on the one who tried to use it on her, she didn’t like using weapons, if she could get away with it. Not that she had moral qualms with that sort of thing in matches that allowed for it, but in her experience, her built-in weapons were more than sufficient to get the job done.

Reaching down, she grabbed Ashley by the head and hauled her up, forcing her to stand upright. As soon as she was open, Carmen unloaded on her, throwing out a hard, classic combination: a jab to the face, followed by a right cross to the chest, looking to batter her into the barricade.