Fifty Shades of Red

This was where Carmen weight and speed came into play. Maybe she wasn't the strongest, but she could hit like a freight train when she wanted to, and Sig would likely agree. The blow knocked her down and put her flat on the floor, just where Carmen like girls like her to be. The only question was how long Sig would be staying there. If Carmen had a say? Quite a while.

"And I'm just getting started."

Carmen kept moving and bounced off the rope to keep her momentum. She wasn't an expert with the flying style, but she knew the basic moves, and you couldn't get much more basic than an elbow drop. She ran back towards Sig and leaped, coming down with the point of her elbow right on Sig's taut and tight stomach. "Your turn to sing."

Carmen hit hard, Sig could tell that much. Sure, her body wasn't best suited in taking blows like that head on, but that was a good hit. Still feeling a little dazed from the crash, the blonde was about to get up, not really realizing where her opponent was, until the girl's elbow landed on her abs.

"Gaaaghhh...!" she groaned, her lithe figure jumped slightly from the impact.

It's a good thing her training was spread evenly, although her muscles could only absorb so much hit from that elbow. Sig rolled to her side, slightly curling up to protect her stomach from another attack, while also hiding her ecstatic expression. She would try to roll onto her hands and knees to get up, but that'd take a bit longer.

Carmen let out a low, throaty growl as Sig groaned. She back off and watched Sig rolled away, whistling at the sight of it. "You've got a nice voice, too. It's the accent that really does it." She could have sworn she saw a manic expression of Sig's face, but maybe that was just the pain. Maybe. Hard to tell with this one.

Carmen enjoyed the sight of Sig's shapely backside for the briefest of moments, before she decided not to waste too much time - Sig was a dangerous girl, after all, that much was clear. She popped back up to her feet, coming at Sig from behind. She reached around the blonde's neck and clamped down, looking to catch her in a tight full nelson and put the power of her arms to good use.

"Yeah, I got that a lot, uhuh..." Sig replied without looking back as she picked herself up, her stomach still feeling the pain from the elbow drop.

She was halfway up when Carmen decided that that her time was up and grabbed from behind to catch her in the Full Nelson hold. Sig tried to squirm her way out before the hold could be fully applied, but her hurt state did little to help her. It took only a couple of seconds before she found herself trapped within her opponent restraining hold.

"Mmmhhh..." the blonde purred, writhing within Carmen's grasps, giving the girl a little butt shake. "So aggressive~"

Carmen poured on enough pressure to make Sig fight for her breaths, but not enough to knock her out. She would power down, squeeze hard, exert serious pressure for a few moments, then ease up and let the blonde breathe again, before she started the process all over again.

She rubbed her groin against Sig's cute little butt as she squirmed about, loving the shake. "All that crap you talked back at the bar..." Carmen whispered in Sig's ear and gingerly nibbled at the side, like a kitten sampling its meal. "This is the best you've got for me? Not impressed."

She let go of the hold and pushed forward, tossing Sig flat on the floor. Carmen stood up and started to stalk around the German like a shark closing in on bleeding pray. "Get up." She threw a tone of menace into the order.

Sig let out a groan that almost sounded like a moan as Carmen worked on her trapped figure, squeezing, easing up, and squeezing again. There's a reason she wore dark colored attire, and that was to disguise any damp spot she'd get from getting punished. Carmen only adding fuel to her burning excitement by whispering and nibbling her ear, which probably was intentional from the Latina's part.

"Nnghh..." the blonde grunted as she was tossed to the mat, landing on her knees and hands subsequently. "What did you said earlier...? The match is young..." she said without raising her head.

The sight of Maria's boots was there across her, while the sound of Carmen's steps circling her seemed to get closer and closer. Her opponent would be dead wrong if she thought that this was even a step closer to the finish.

"You... don't get to order me!" the blonde announced suddenly before pushing herself off the mat, hoping to tackle Carmen with a shoulder barge.

Given her weight and starting point, her destination seemed to be the stomach of her opponent.

Carmen didn't expect that would be enough to keep Sig down for any real length of time - she hoped AFW's hiring standards weren't that lax, at any rate. Still, she had to admit, she was surprised when the little blonde managed to spring up so quickly after being worked over like that. The girl knew how to summon her reserves, that much was clear.

Maria had to hop out of the way as Sig came barreling forward, charging in Carmen and driving her into the corner as she drove the wind from Carmen's body. It was a struggle to keep her feet under her, but she managed the task, and it was a good thing, too. Wrestling or boxing, it didn't matter, the corner was never a good place to be.

"I do get to order you." Carmen spoke through clenched teeth as she raised her elbow and tried to drop it down hard into the middle of Sig's back, looking to knock even more fight out of her. "You just don't know it , yet."

The collision wasn't enough to bring Carmen down, but that was a bit expected considering she didn't come at the girl with her full strength. It's just not possible after her body was just getting squeezed with the Full Nelson hold. The elbow on her back was the prize Sig got for her attempt, though, and she dropped back to one knee from the impact.

"Ghh... That's what you think," the blonde gritted her teeth too, although it looked like she was grinning rather than grimacing.

She was down, but that didn't mean she couldn't strike back. Sluggishly shifting herself a little, Sig would lash her leg to Carmen's nearest one. Her aim was to sweep her opponent's footing and sent her tumbling backwards. That kind of move didn't need too much power, at least.

Carmen couldn't help but wonder exactly why this sort of thing got her off so much. Was it a competitive thing? She liked winning. She liked being in control of a situation. Maybe that just naturally extended to her sex life. She always told herself that violence was just part of her job, but maybe the thrill of it excited her. There was just something so primal about combat, about physically owning another woman. She couldn't explain it. Maybe she didn't need to.

Whatever the reason, as she looked down at Sig kneeling before her, she definitely had that feeling. "That's not what I think, slave." She kept up her commanding tone, wanting to drill that into Sig all the way. [color=#400000]"That's what I know."

Before she could followup, SIg showed even more signs of life, taking her legs out from under her and making Carmen fall forward. She landed with her palms down and tried to scramble back up as fast she could, knowing Sig would seize any advantage she could get.

Carmen's taunting instilled a sense of excitement on Sig, but what happened after that quickly replaced it with something else. That felt good. Taking someone down just as they declare her as a slave was always a highlight of her fight. She only did minor damage, physically, but imagine the embarrassment to the other party. Carmen was down, but not for too long, even the blonde knew that much.

Her body wasn't exactly in a condition to move quickly, but maybe she didn't need to. She would move herself a bit, waiting for her opponent to start getting up, before swinging her legs again, attempting to trip Carmen by scissoring her ankles this time. Could work wonders if succeed.

"Stay down where you belong!"