You manage to fight out of the corner. (Requires 2 Strength)

Lashing out suddenly, you manage to catch her off-guard with a low kick aimed directly at her barely clothed crotch.

The fiery female’s sinister thoughts are momentarily put on hold as the heel of your boot buries itself right between her legs, buying you some much-needed time.

A surprised yelp escapes her lips before the pain of your desperation move fully sets in.

“Looks like La Diabla Roja spent a little too much time showing her ass when she should’ve been smothering the rookie in it,” the announcer exclaims, as Angelica lurches backwards with both hands now gripping her groin area.

Grabbing hold of the top rope as a flurry of Spanish-filled obscenities fill the air, you groggily pull yourself back up with only one thing in mind: payback.

Launching yourself out of the corner, you rush at her with your right forearm cocked and ready to explode right in her unsuspecting face.

With a cry, you deliver a running clothesline aimed to knock her down for the count- only for La Diabla to duck at the last possible second!

Your confidence soon morphs into confusion as your arced bicep rammed into empty air instead of her slender neck, with Angelica now springing back up behind you.

Taking off in the opposite direction, La Diabla Roja bounces off of the ropes to build up momentum just as you twirl back around to face her.

Just as she comes back into striking range, Angelica suddenly twists her body around.

Before you could even think to react, you receive a faceful of ass courtesy of her shapely rear end now level with your chin.

“Ugh!” Your head snaps backwards as soon as the move connects, sending you to the mat with a palpable daze now clouding over you.

Landing flat on your back, you can only glare up weakly as La Diabla Roja lands on her feet rather gracefully, now standing over you.

Facing your lower half with growing interest, Angelica takes her time building up the suspense for the audience while leaving you to dread the full wrath of the devil-themed fighter.

“An unorthodox yet undeniably effective way to halt the rookie’s momentum! John better hold on to something, ‘cause it looks like La Diabla Roja isn’t done with him yet,” the announcer exclaims enthusiastically.

His words ever prophetic, Angelica slowly lowers herself on top of you with your head now being used as her fleshy throne.

Your nose is firmly wedged in the crevice right between both butt-cheeks, allowing her carte blanche to smear her feminine scent across your facial features at her leisure.

Grunting heavily as she gleefully grinds her ass all over your face, you’re completely defenseless against her powerful gyrations.

Every inch of your face- eyes, nose, mouth, even ears- now carries Angelica’s scent with her ample flesh now fully smothering you.

“Ah yes, ¡muy fabuloso!” she breathes out in complete bliss, enjoying having your face “massage” her rear end.

Leering down on you slyly, she adds sardonically, “What do you think John? Bien, yes?”

Any audible words you wanted to throw back at her are naturally muffled by her ass still plastered firmly over your features.

Kicking your legs futilely with every agonizing second of humiliating, you now find your world darkening with seemingly no way out. Until…..

Before you could fully pass out underneath her buxom flesh, Angelica suddenly lets up a little, allowing for you to greedily suck in air.

Reaching down your midsection, she teases hooking your right leg but instead waits for you to somewhat regain your bearings.

“I could go for the pinfall, but I want more from you,” she tells you firmly, a hint of almost curiosity in her voice as her fingers instead trickle upwards.

Still weakened from nearly a full minute of enduring La Diabla Roja’s ass, you’re hardly in a position to disagree.

“I can make the next minute very enjoyable for you John….” As her seductive words caress your ears, her fingers now caress the erection in your trunks. “I bet you’d like that, sí?”

Tensing up instinctively, you’re completely helpless as she lazily traces the growing bulge with her slender fingers before continuing, “I’m going to ask you a question, puta. Simple yes, but it is very important to me. Now, be a good boy and nod your head at what I just said.”

Feeling your chin bob up and down against her ass obediently, La Diabla whips her hair back so that her dark eyes could fully stare at you.

“Who has the best ass in the ECL: me, or that perra americana, the Cowgirl?” Curling her lips resentfully at the mere utterance of her blonde rival, she nonetheless continues gently fondling your crotch as her ultimatum fully sinks in.

Giving you just enough space to answer her, La Diabla Roja glares at you expectantly: