Da Xia vs Anastasia (POW Collar Match)

The fall was not kind to either girl as they crashed into the mat, Da Xia moaning and groaning on the mat with Anastasia curled up next to her. If it wasn't for the furious outburst that Da Xia had it would've been a cute scene with the two barely covered girls cuddling up next to each other. However it wasn't meant to last as Da Xia began stirring, pushing herself up to her fours. Looking over to Anastasia next to her, Da Xia crawled on top of her as she would try and snake her arms around Anastasia once again, this time her hands grabbing at the bra hooks as she was attempting to strip Anastasia of her first article of clothing.

Anastasia got the first taste of how this match differed from her debut as she felt her opponent undoing her bra, causing her to turn bright red as a sudden burst of energy flowed through her.

"Nyet! What are you doing?!" she cried as she clasped onto the front of her bra, not willing to be exposed so suddenly. While she knew the AFW was known for these types of matches, she quickly realized there was a difference between understanding what you were getting into and really being prepared for it.

"Shut up and take it off!' Da Xia shouted as she grabbed at Anastasia's hands covering her now unhooked bra, trying to get her to show her free tits to her and everyone. Pulling her hands out, Da Xia would throw her face into Anastasia's chest as she tried to grab the bra with her teeth to forcibly strip her opponent fully of the bra before trying to toss it out into the crowds to ensure that she wasn't going to get it back at all.

As red as Anastasia was, she blushed even harder when Da Xia buried her face in between her breasts to retrieve her bra. As her opponent tossed the clothing out into the crowd, Anastasia covered her bare breasts with her hands before taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself and come up with a plan.

Watching the bra fly into the crowd, Da Xia turned her attention back to Anastasia, who was trying to calm herself down from the embarrassment. The Bully wasn't going to allow anything of the sort as she rushed at Anastasia, trying to get behind her opponent to grab her by the arms, forcing the hands free from the breasts and put them on display for the entire crowd to see. "Come on! Show your assets to everyone!" Da Xia shouted as she continued to torment her opponent.

Though Da Xia's sudden grasp caused a yelp of surprise from Anastasia, she had mostly recovered from the impact against the floor and was still quite fresh. As such, she tried backing into her opponent, swinging her head back in hopes of making contact, or at least getting Da Xia to back off enough to let her go.

Da Xia did not expect her opponent to calm down as quickly as she did as she was rammed back into the ring apron. "Guh!" she cried out as she released Anastasia as her hands darted around her back and to her lower back as she groaned in pain, rolling against the apron to show her back to her opponent.

For a moment, all Anastasia could do was stare in surprise at the advantage she was gaining, her head cocked to the side. She decided to make her opponent share in her embarrassment as she walked over to her, reaching around to unhook Da Xia's own bra.

With her back turned to Anastasia, Da Xia was unaware of her approaching opponent as she would then feel her opponent messing around with her bra hooks. "He-hey! Let go!" she shouted as she began to struggle, trying to get away from her opponent. But it was too late for her as the hooks were undone. "Yaaah!" Da Xia cried out as it was her turn to cover her chest to prevent the bra from falling off, which one strap was already off of her shoulder.

"Why you!" Da Xia hissed out as she tried to move her shoulder around to try and get the strap back on it and prevent her from loosing her top.

The idea of undressing her opponent felt strange and uncomfortable to Anastasia, but if it was what the match called for she didn't see much of a choice. As Da Xia reached to keep her top secured, Anastasia reached for her hips, grabbing the straps of her panties in hopes of getting rid of those, too.