Bayley gets an early advantage

As the crowd continue to sing the two women move to lock up, grabbing each other in a picture perfect collar and elbow tie up and test each other's strength for a few seconds before Bayley spins around and grabs Sol in a rear waistlock. Sol managed to repeat the move and spins into a rear waistlock on Bayley but Bayley manages to instantly grab Ruca and pull her into a headlock. Sol managed to quickly push Bayley off and whips her towards the ropes and as Bayley rebounds and come sprinting back at her Sol hits a quick arm drag to take Bayley to the mat. The Hugger lands on her hip and rolls, her backside jolting like jelly from the impact but she rolls back to her feet and catches Ruca off guard with an arm drag of her own. Sol lands on her hip and rolls as Bayley had and again goes for another arm drag but as she grabs Bayley's arm and drops to attempt to pull Bayley over, The Hugger manages to keep her balance, planting her feet and pulls Ruca back to her own feet before twisting her arm around in a wrist lock. The ever athletic Ruca was easily able to counter this by flipping forward, rolling the same was as her arm was being twisted and easing the pressure but as she turned to face Bayley she was met with a clattering clothesline from Bayley. Sol collapsed to the mat, her long blonde hair whipping around her as landed flat on her back on the canvas and quickly rolled away, her smile slipping as she got to her knees, hey eyes focused on the Role Model who started to shake and jive to the singing of the crowd again, her own smile only broadening.

Sol got back to her feet and moved towards the smiling Bayley again, looking perhaps for another lock up which Bayley eagerly went to engage in, as Sol approached however she dropped to one knee, ducking low under Bayley's arms before coming back up behind Bayley and grabbing The Hugger in a rear choke. Bayley however was a technical master and dropped low, throwing Sol over her shoulder and sending her crashing back to the canvas. Ruca scrabbled back to her feet quickly and tried to rush towards Bayley but rushed straight into another clothesline from Bayley which sent her back to the mat. Rolling quickly Sol tried to rush Bayley again but ran into another clothesline and was once again sent to the mat, cargo pants flapping with every impact.

"It's rare to see Sol Ruca getting out wrestled and out sped like this fans but Bayley is a wrestling veteran and is feeding off the crowd as well." remarked King as Ruca once again surged to her feet.

As Sol charged at Bayley once more she swung wildly with a strike of her own which Bayley managed to dodge low under and Sol was left trying to slam on the breaks as she ran past her opponent. Spinning around Ruca looked to try to lash out with a forearm but Bayley was ready, grabbing Sol by her hair she pulled the surfer girl forward, using her own momentum to unbalance her and pulled Ruca forwards and down across her outstretched knee. The crowd burst into cheers as Sol was bent forward across Bayley's knee like a child waiting for a punishment. With a mischievous smile Bayley wrapped her hand into the waistband of Sol's low slung cargo pants and easily pulled them down all the way to Ruca's knees in a single motion exposing her long, tanned thighs and a firm arse that looked like it was carved from marble with Ruca's bright pink thong doing little to help with her sudden exposure.

facing towards the ramp all Sol could see was her own face, flushed pink with embarrassment looking back at her from all three of the screens on the top of the ramp. in a sudden panic Sol clawed at the mat, trying to get herself free from her precarious position but between that and the kicking of her legs it was pointless and Sol was easy prey for Bayley who cackled as she raised her hand high and brought it down hard across Ruca's toned cheeks.

"Ow Ow Ow OW!" cried out Sol as Bayley brought her hand down across one cheek and then the other. Unlike Bayley's backside there was no jiggle in Ruca's arse but the humiliation was still there and after two spanks to each cheek Bayley pushed Sol off of her lap and allowed the blonde to scurry away.

Sol crawled across the canvas like a scolded dog, the friction with the mat pulling her pants all the way down to her ankles and Bayley made a snatch at them, missing by inches as Ruca rolled under the bottom rope to the protective mats. Banding down to pull her pants back up Sol gave the cameramen an amazing angle of her thong as it vanished into her arse crack for several seconds as she struggled to pull the fabric back up, her faced painted with panic and mortification, all the fun loving attitude from before erased.

Back in the ring Bayley was laughing and shaking her hand which was turning pink from from the repeated spanks to something as solid as Sol's arse.

"Now this is a humiliating start for Sol! I don't think we've seen her looking this vulnerable before. She's lucky that the spanking needs to be done with the paddle in order to win the match." said Madden from commentary, assuring everyone that the match was continuing.

The crowd's chants had changed again now, the Hey Ruca chants fading away from relentless cheers for Bayley, which now went "Hey Bayley, we wanna know will you spank that ass!"