Not long at all

Seeing that Charlotte now had no one to turn her attention to but her drove Carmella to try and do the only thing she could to try and preserve some of her dignity. With her dress already coming to pieces and her poorly chosen bra sliding away from her Carmella made a **** attempt to escape the pool. Throwing one of her legs over the side Carmella tried to slip away from Charlotte but the Queen of WWE was too close, managing to reach out and grab Carmella’s hair. The Princess yelled in pain and flailed to try and free herself as she was yanked backwards back into the pool. As she was being dragged however Carmella managed to turn slightly and with a flailing arm she delivered a huge slap across the face of Charlotte who, in shock, let Carmella go.

Looking for another opportunity to escape Carmella dove for the pool wall, hitting it hard and trying to throw herself over it, flopping forward and bending over it at the waist so her head and arms were outside while her legs were just above the surface of the water. This **** move however was a mistake as Charlotte, while rocked by the slap, was also enraged by it. Lunging after Carmella she caught the arse of her dress in both hands and held the Princess so that she could neither fall out of the pool or allow herself to drop back into it. Charlotte had her trapped and bent over the pool wall, one hand clasping at her bra, the other just short from the ground. With Carmella in this **** position Charlotte had no more need to rush and knew she could take her time with her last opponent, grabbing her dress where it had come down she very slowly pulled it down over Carmella’s socking skin, much to Carmella’s **** pleads for her to stop, until she had exposed her sweet backside, her tender cheeks obscured only by a small pair of flesh coloured panties that didn’t exactly cover very much of anything. Then again they did a whole lot better then they did a moment later when Charlotte grabbed the top of Carmella’s panties and wrenched them up into her arse so hard that she almost lost her grip on the Princess of Staten Island. Carmella howled but was still unable to do anything to free herself, as she hung off the pool edge with her arse in the air. And all she could do was wait for the inevitable that she knew was coming as the crowd volume started to pick up and on the big screen everyone could see Charlotte raise her hand.

The first slap was so hard that, the sound literally radiated around the arena. Carmella screamed and started struggling wildly but she couldn’t slip away before the next three shots had rained down. Each one causing her backside to jump as it started to turn a burning red. Finally on the fifth slap Charlotte let Carmella go, well except for her dress, and the princess crumpled to the floor outside the pool, laying there and cradling her stinging backside, looking up in tears it to the lens of the camera man that was looming above her until Charlotte stepped cautiously over the pool side, her dress ripped but still in place, and threw Carmella’s dress at her. Not wanting to miss her chance Carmella grabbed her dress, wrapped it over her breasts and ran for the arena entrance. Charlotte’s music started playing as Becky Lynch glared down at her from the arena stage and Charlotte smirked back before turning and storming up the ramp, leaving the pool with just the humiliated Mandy Rose still covering in the corner, and headed for her confrontation with the Lass Kicker.