Carmella shows Charlotte

October 7th, 2019 - Bakersfield California - Monday Night Raw

Charlotte has Carmella trapped in her signature submission move - the Figure Eight. The 24/7 Champion’s title is in major jeopardy and she’s trapped in the middle of the ring with no hope of reaching the ropes.

The pain is excruciating. The old Carmella would have tapped out by now.

But Carmella is now a three time 24/7 Champion and has even gone so far as to streak an arena full of fans to keep that title. She stares across her and Charlotte’s entwined legs at Flair’s crotch that is practically thrust towards her from her bridge and sees an opportunity to escape.

Ignoring the agonizing pain in her legs, Carmella sits up and practically folds herself in half as she reaches all the way across her and Charlotte’s entwined legs and just barely manages to hook her fingers in the waistband of Charlotte’s blue trunks.

Time freezes for Charlotte as she tilts her head forward and sees what Carmella just grabbed. She knows exactly what Carmella is about to do but because her hands are occupied holding her up in her bridge she knows there’s no way to stop her in time.

“NOO! DOOON’T!” Charlotte shrieks as her veneer of superiority and arrogance shatters and leaves behind a **** woman who doesn’t want to be exposed.

Carmella ignores her plea for mercy, knowing full well that she’d receive none if their positions were reversed, and yanks backwards.

“YEEEEAAAAHHHH!” A loud cheer comes from the crowd as they revel in the Queen’s exposure. Because it isn’t just Charlotte’s trunks that Carmella pulled down but everything under them as well. Her trunks, thong, and sheer pantyhose are all bunched up around her knees and the cameraman is likely the same genius pervert from Hell in a Cell because he is in the perfect position on the ring apron to perfectly frame the grand unveiling of the Queen’s greatest treasure. Charlotte Flair’s smooth, completely bare pussy is exposed to the WWE Universe.

For all of a second.

The live camera suddenly cuts away to the hard camera and the fans watching at home as well as the live fans in the upper level of the arena who are relying on the monitors to see the action are left with a much less revealing side view of the two women in the ring.

But because of the suddenness off the cut, the hard camera’s shot is a bit wider than necessary. And because of that a black-clad cameraman can be seen climbing down off the apron. His camera is lowered and he has his hand champed over his ear as if someone with a lot of authority in the back is screaming at him.

While the fans in the floor seating can still see everything fine and are making full use of the zoom function on their camera phones to get an even better view. Everyone else in the Bakersfield crowd wastes no time in making their opinion on the production team’s double standard protection of Charlotte very clear. “BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!”

Charlotte doesn’t know or care what the fans are chanting about. Her only concern is their cameras. Because somehow she finds herself even more humiliated than when that jackass hacker leaked her collection of revealing mirror selfies online. Those were old pictures that the perverts had to go searching for. THIS is happening LIVE not only on television but in the middle of an arena filled with THOUSANDS of people. The mortifying moment only lasts a couple of seconds but for Charlotte those seconds feel like an eternity. She finally drops down out of her bridge and clasps her hands over her exposed pussy.

The pain in Carmella’s legs lessens as Charlotte drops down to the mat and then stops entirely when Flair forgoes applying pressure in favor of covering herself. Carmella is still in the Figure Four Leglock but takes full advantage of the lack of pressure and twists to side with all her strength. Charlotte offers almost no resistance as Carmella rolls them over. And then it’s the Princess of Staten Island who cranks on the pressure since she has now successfully reversed Flair’s Figure Four Leglock.

Now it’s Charlotte who screams out in pain as her signature submission move is turned against her. But while she’s doing that, the fans are back to cheering. Carmella’s crafty counter resulted in both of them flipping over onto their stomach. Mella’s money singlet is wedged almost completely up her ass to the point where it now resembles the skimpiest of g-string thongs and no longer covers anything and meanwhile Charlotte’s trunks are down around her knees. The result is that both women’s asses are on full display for the arena. Even the hard camera’s angle doesn’t hurt the view.

Naturally, the fans begin to compare the two asses on display for them in the ring. Charlotte is tall and muscular and, even though Carmella has a slim figure, Flair doesn’t have Mella’s curves. So while Carmella’s ass is round, tanned, and - of course - absolutely fabulous, Charlotte’s is narrow, a couple shades paler than the rest of her exposed skin, and is shaped more like A GUY’S ass. Maybe she’s not as genetically superior as she and WWE management would like the fans to believe. The fans chant the result of the inadvertent ‘best ass’ competition.

“FAB-U-LASS! FAB-U-LASS! FAB-U-LASS!”

Carmella can’t help but smile. She even gives her ass an extra wiggle as she continues to work the hold and that causes the fans to go crazy with another loud cheer and the FabulASS chant gets even louder. Carmella knows she’s being objectified but after the last week, she quickly got used to it. Sarah Logan learned the hard way last night that the fans can be creatively cruel and downright deplorable with their chants so Carmella is rather pleased to hear that the fans like her. Or at the very least her ass. So she’s counting the result of the best ass competition as a personal victory.

It’s also worth noting that thanks to the boisterous fan chanting (and maybe out of spite for the Charlotte censorship) FabulASS would be trending on Twitter for the rest of the show.

Carmella is caught up in the best ass competition so while she’s distracted by the chanting fans, Charlotte is single mindedly focused on escaping the inverted Figure Four. She manages to fight free and crawls a bit away from Carmella and then reaches down to fix her wardrobe malfunction.

But that’s when Carmella’s focus returns and while the Queen goes for her shorts the Princess of Staten Island goes for the win. Carmella scrambles after Charlotte and quickly rolls across Flair’s back then hooks her leg around her challenger’s head for her own inverted figure four maneuver. Carmella folds her leg over then reaches back to grab her own foot and then yanks down on it for extra leverage. THE CODE OF SILENCE IS LOCKED IN!

Charlotte is left stranded in the middle of the ring with her royal rear still exposed to the leering and cheering crowd since she only succeeded in pulling her trunks up to mid-thigh before Carmella caught her in her signature submission move. But on top of having her ass on display, there’s something extra embarrassing about this version of Carmella’s Code of Silence… and it’s a problem of her own creation. It’s Carmella’s exposed ass. Normally, even Mella’s most revealing singlets still cover most of her ass. But the major wedgie that started when Charlotte was throwing Carmella around outside the ring has her ass completely on display. And now, because of the close proximity of the necklock, Flair has Carmella’s bare butt pressed up against the side of her face.

The camera angle changes. After being scolded earlier, the genius cameraman wouldn’t dream of filming between Charlotte’s partially spread legs. Instead, he’s on the other side of the ring zoomed in on Charlotte’s face so that everyone can see her expression which is a mixture of pain, embarrassment, disgust, and shame. It’s hard to tell what’s the worst: the pain from the submission hold, the embarrassment from her exposure, the disgust from Carmella’s ass up against her face, or the sheer shame from it being a disgrace like CARMELLA who reduced the high and mighty Queen Charlotte Flair to this sorry state.

To make matters even worse, Carmella shows a complete lack of shame when she realizes the position she has Charlotte in and starts to grind and rub her exposed ass against the side of Flair’s face. It’s this final insult that pushes Charlotte over the edge and passed her breaking point. She can’t take anymore and slaps the mat.

CHARLOTTE TAPS OUT! CARMELLA WINS BY SUBMISSION!

The bell rings and Mella’s music hits. The still reigning 24/7 Champion releases her demoralized challenger from her submission hold and practically jumps to her feet. Charles Robinson retrieves the 24/7 Championship and hands Mella back her baby. Carmella is giddy and practically dancing as she cradles her precious championship to her chest. Not to knock Sarah Logan’s efforts but defeating the nine-time champion is likely her greatest accomplishment since becoming 24/7 Champion. Of course, that’s a matter of opinion. A properly perverted fan will argue that streaking the Golden 1 Center is still the single greatest thing Carmella has EVER done.

“YOU BITCH!” Charlotte roars after taking a couple seconds to pull her trunks up.

As Charlotte charges Carmella from behind, the 24/7 Champion’s mind flashes back to last week when she reclaimed her title from Sarah Logan. Sarah had shouted the same thing after Carmella pantsed her. And then she thinks back to last night when she heard Sarah scream and narrowly avoided her rage-filled Viking-powered battering ram spear into the corner.

With that in mind, Carmella nimbly dodges to the side and manages to sidestep a spear from Charlotte. But unlike Logan, Flair is able to put on the brakes and grabs onto the ropes to brace herself in the corner. She whirls around INTO A SUPERKICK!

Charlotte recoils back and slams into the turnbuckles then drops down limply to the ground and is left sitting in the corner.

Carmella goes to the ropes and calls for a microphone. She comes back and sits down cross-legged facing Charlotte with her newly retained title in her lap.

“You see, Charlotte,” Carmella addresses her **** opponent slumped in the corner. “You may be an amazing athlete - the best athlete in the WWE if you believe your own hype - but it takes more than an amazing athlete to win and keep this title. You have to be willing to do ANYTHING for it. And that's the difference between you and me. You got stripped bottomless and you gave up. I got stripped and I kept on fighting. That’s why Mella is money! And that’s why I BEAT CHARLOTTE FLAIR!”

Carmella springs back up and proudly waves her title around. “You know what? This calls for a special celebration! I haven’t done this in a while… but I just beat one of the best in the business so I think it’s time to dust off an old friend!” Carmella slings her title over her shoulder and cups her newly freed hand to her mouth and shouts at the top of her lungs.

“DAAAANNCEEE BREEEEAAAAAK!”

The lights go down and then start flashing as the familiar dance music sounds through the Rabobank Arena. Carmella drops her microphone and proceeds to dance in the ring while swinging around her title belt like it’s her dance partner. After one particular spin she finds herself facing Charlotte and grins as she devises a way to rub her victory in the Queen’s face. Carmella lays her title on her shoulder and turns around so she can moonwalk to the corner then shakes her still wedgied ass in Charlotte’s face.

The fans cheer loud enough to be heard over the pulsing dance music and start chanting in approval. “FAB-U-LASS! FAB-U-LASS! FAB-U-LASS!”

Carmella grins and doubles down. She spreads her legs and bends a bit and begins took full on TWERK her nearly bare ass in Charlotte’s face.

And so the first sight Charlotte sees when she finally comes to is Carmella’s jiggling and shaking ass less than an inch away from her face. Charlotte screams and twists to the side then practically dives through the middle and bottom rope out of the ring and drops down onto the floor.

“CUT THE MUSIC!” Stephanie McMahon’s voice rings through the arena and interrupts Carmella celebratory dance party. The lights come back up and a furious Stephanie walks out on stage.