The Longest Day [Asp, Naga & Others]

[thesteedman]

Ella turned towards Asp when she asked about how she ended up under the employ of one of the most sinister women to grace LAW. Upon the outside looking in, it seemed that working as a Maid for the Baroness was a harsh and seemingly unrewarding job, which begged the question of why so many women would find recruitment. It was unknown what their shift was like, but Asp had seen that many were often graced in little clothing for the Baroness' own viewing pleasure deeper within the mansion, whilst those beyond were still put to work maintaining the very Mansion grounds and no doubt the Baroness herself. There was always a significant number of Maids occupied around the clock, as Asp was well aware many still worked into the night time hours even when the Baroness was in slumber. They were fewer in number but still significant for what normally only required a skeleton crew.

"Oh... we are not really supposed to talk about the conditions of our employment outside or within these grounds." Ella whispered nervously, scratching the back of her long silken brown hair in an awkward fashion. It was clear she was in significant conflict however; as if something was plaguing her after Asp asked such a question.
"I... umm... I'm also required to see to every need of our guests however, so... I can answer you so long as it stays between us." Ella whispered once more, pausing their journey in a corridor that seemed to act as a partition between the Mansion and what was clearly an approach towards the training facility. It was situated within a courtyard, deep within the grounds of the Renauld estate. Asp could see this as the corridor they stood in was mostly made of ornate glass, showing off the vast garden park beyond whilst a building was stationed just beyond the heavy doors the two had approached.

Asp could see a few Maids were out working in the gardens right now, most clad in full attire for the colder outside conditions, granted heavier coats and gloves with thicker tights concealing their often exposed legs. They snipped at bushes, maintaining vast winter flower beds and trimmed at the pristine grass. It was somewhat sad to see as all of them worked without so much as giving each other a glance or moment to speak. Given the thick glass, no sound seemed to come from the garden, making it safer for Ella to talk freely as she took a quick look around to make sure no one else was present. She stood to attention, straightening her back whilst she spoke, to give a formal impression on any outside eyes that might be prying, but Ella’s tone shifted to a more friendly nature.

"I cannot lie. The money is so good. I was in terrible debt… but a chance was offered to me to become a Maid for the Baroness after someone found my social media profile picture. The work is hard but... once you become a Maid it secures you financially. The application process is strict. Cutting out the more drab parts, there are conditions you must meet to even have a chance to apply. You have to be female, between twenty and thirty years of age, physically fit and most importantly you must be beautiful. There is and have been exceptions to the former conditions, but the Baroness will not humour you if she thinks you are plain. I never had much talent, but... people have said I am pretty. I went for this job and got it. As tough as it is, it’s not so bad so long as you keep your head down." Ella mentioned, slowly approaching the heavy door.

"We have arrived. Through here is the Renauld Training Grounds. The Baroness barely uses it since it was constructed, but Dominique spends a good deal of her time in there. I... Is there anything else you would like to know before I take you in? We are a little ahead of schedule... I think Dominique thought you would be with the Baroness a little longer. She is well aware that her sister came to visit you." Ella would ask, her casual tone quickly shifting to more formal mid way through her statement as she realised she yet dropped her Maid demeanour for a good amount of time whilst talking to the Egyptian beauty.

[BlackAkuma]

While Asp had a great deal of curiosity on the Baroness’ inner workings, she understood her to be a secretive woman - even though she was closer to her than practically anyone else in LAW, she still knew precious little of her background, and she suspected that might remain so for a while into their relationship. She wasn’t the type to give out secrets easily, and Asp wasn’t the type to pry beyond reason. Still, one of the main reasons she had gotten into wrestling was to meet new people and expose herself to fresh experiences, so she had to attempt at least.

What she got was certainly elucidating.

As Ella spoke, Asp occasionally glanced behind her, seeing the maids outside work, dutiFully maintaining the premises. They reminded her of the worker ants she would often watch as a child, bustling here and there, everyone minding their tasks and going through routines. It struck her as a constraining way to live, but not everyone was blessed to be as well-traveled as she was. She could definitely see the appeal if one were so stacked in debt - a job that required little more than being a beautiful woman. Though, Asp suspected there was still more to the story.

”You are pretty, Ella.” And she was, too. She didn't strike Asp as exceptionally fit woman, but she could see why the Baroness would include her in the retinue. Fit, with a cute face and a shy way about her, to say nothing of her shimmering auburn hair. ”And you needn’t be so formal - I promise, whatever you say or do will stay between us.”

She gave the woman a reassuring nod, and looked towards the door, not sure if she wanted to enter just yet. There were only so many hours in the day, and she should cherish every free one she had while she was Naga’s prisoner.

”I am curious.” She turned back to Ella with a hand under chin, pondering. ”I gathered that the Baroness and Dominique occasionally take the maids into their rooms for ‘private’ encounters. I, myself, had the experience.” She sighed, doing her best to push the memory aside. ”Is that common? Have you…” Asp rolled her hand, letting the sentence finish itself.

[thesteedman]

Ella listened to Asp, managing to read the mood. She became instantly that the game here was buying as much time as possible being out of the gaze of her captor, Naga. Ella was seemingly a good soul and looked to oblige. Though she claimed to have no talent, it was clear Ella still had significant intellect or at least good instincts, as she removed her hand from the door to turn her attention to the guest of the Manor, standing formally once again. She kept a silent note of the time and of how long she could stall for Asp's benefit. It was minutes at best, but every minute felt significant when it was 24 hours to burn through. She managed a pleasant smile and tilted her head to listen to the next question the red haired beauty enquired.

"Occasionally is putting it lightly I fear. It is a rare night that no Maid is called to 'personal' duties for either of the Renauld sisters." Ella confessed in a somewhat solemn fashion, seeing that Asp was genuinely curious despite the true nature of her questions.
"I have not had an experience as of yet with either sister, but I imagine it is only a matter of time. Those deeper in the Mansion wearing a little less than I am tend to be the ones marked for private session as both sisters have a twisted fascination with the female form. It does not guarantee safety for the others though. For the most part, there is no real method to selection beyond just being in the wrong place at the wrong time when tending to the Mistress' of the estate. However, because I have yet to have a 'private' encounter... it is something of a rule amongst the Maids that I have greater exposure to either sister to better protect Maid's that have been selected before. I hear it can be a rough night and no sister is better to be exposed to as both do not hold back when their urges get the better of them." Ella spoke a little quieter.

"That said, significant recompense is issued to those who have a private moment with the Baroness. It is all on our contract. As bad as it is, I hear the Maid subjected to the whims of the Renaulds are well compensated. I hope you do not take offence... but you being here will be a relief for the staff as it means Naga won't prey on one of us tonight. Stephanie and now Dominique are prone to making POW's from LAW, and it tends to give the staff significant relief when they succeed. The Baroness had Sumiko Dreamer captive for over a week once... that was before I was recruited. I was here when Katherine Scarlett was forced to reside here too. The Baroness spent most nights crushing the poor girl.”

Ella looked left and right, making sure no one was watching or listening before she leaned forwards a little to whisper towards the alluring beauty before her.
”From what I heard, Tia and Anna might be in trouble with the Baroness tonight as well, so we are all a little more at ease today." Ella then added, checking the clock on her wrist briefly.
"I have time for one more question if you so desire. After that I fear we must proceed." Ella whispered, taking a quick glance around the gardens to make sure no one was taking note of the two in the glass corridor.

[BlackAkuma]

For Ella’s sake, Asp shared in her relief that she hadn't yet been called to the Renauld’s company. The memory of her time in Naga’s grasp had been a truly harrowing experience, but she had been lucky in many ways. Her body was uniquely suited to such torture, able to bend in ways that few women could dream of. As painful as the night had been, she had come away from it with no real injuries, only leaving her sore for a few days, nothing that a bed rest couldn't fix. Less flexible women would’ve suffered broken bones or worse - neither of the women seemed fond of restraint, the younger sister least of all.

Asp felt that was at least part of the reason Naga prized her so much - a toy that she couldn't break, a woman she could crush at will, bend into any shape she desired with little fear of permanent damage. The body she had spent her entire life perfecting now made her a target - a chilling thought.

”I suppose it is good that you are paid well, at least. And I take offense - if anything, I’m glad to take pain that could otherwise go to someone less able to withstand. I’m a wrestler, after all. I’m accustomed to such things.” Too true - while she hadn't anticipated coming across someone quite like Naga, she had joined LAW with the full knowledge that she might one day encounter such difficulties. She couldn't feign ignorance.

With only one question to spare, Asp figured she would need to make it an important one, lest she waste whatever chance she had here. Ella might have been new, but even she might have insights that few others could ever provide her. Something to use, something to gleam…

”Naga. Dominique.” She rubbed her chin, as a peculiar thought occurred. ”When she’s not like…this, does she do anything of note? Any interests, any hobbies? Any pursuits, beyond wrestling?”

[thesteedman]

Ella listened to Asp's next question, her expression shifting slightly as she tried to think on it for a moment.
"I have not spent enough time in her presence personally. The Baroness has many interests beyond her desires... I have seen her craft, dance and take part in various styles of aerobics. Dominique though, she continues to hone herself in the training facility. I imagine it requires a lot of work to maintain the form she has... but as for other interests, I cannot say I am afraid. It might be worth asking her... perhaps try talking to her. What have you got to lose by doing so?" Ella would then suggest, no doubt trying to lay the idea that perhaps Asp could distract Naga through the act of conversation. Try and take the gothic beauty’s mind from her whims and desires. She took a little breath, knowing she could stall for Asp no longer. Delaying at this point would only get Ella into needless trouble.

"It is time. I cannot delay any longer I am afraid. I will try and linger as much as I am able should you need any further assistance from me but I can do no more." Ella confessed, giving a formal bow before she slowly turned towards the larger double doors. It was time to enter and meet with Naga, no doubt causing some small amount of apprehension at the notion of what was to come. With a turn of the handles, Ella pushed the heavy doors open, leading Asp into what looked like a grand hallway. There were several mats and a few Maids clad in black bikini style outfits, their sweaty yet well-built forms training against each other under the watchful eye of a familiar presence named Kayla. The woman watched through the lenses of her glasses, slowly circling around the mats were some of her students were training, testing submission holds upon each other. Beyond the four training Maids was a sight of an actual gym area with state of the art apparatus for training and muscle building, along with weights and climbing facilities. To the other side was a vast ring, replicated from LAW's large arena with taut ropes and high quality structure. With Ella taking the lead, it seemed that area was their destination.

Ella began to guide Asp towards the ring, where Asp would catch sight of the woman who had claimed her for the day. Three Maids walked past Asp, all out of sorts, their visible bodies strained and glistening with toil and sweat, looking hurt. It was clear that Naga had been passing time by wrestling against them. Clad in little clothing, they supported each other, favouring their backs as a forth tended to them to help assist as they headed towards the locker rooms on the most distant side of the facility. Once that distraction passed by, Asp gazed upon the woman who had been plaguing her over the last few weeks. Dominique stood as imposing as ever, stationed sideways on with her massive arms folded over her chest. She wore her own wrestling attire, inspired by Asp's own but a dark mockery of it, all black and gothic. There was a slight glisten to her pale skin as she had clearly been working out or... seemingly putting the encountered passing Maids through it. Standing nearby her nervously was two more Maids... both familiar to Asp as Ella led her closer.

It was Anna and Tia, and both were clad in matching bikini style outfits with a Maid theme. They were stood on the far side of the ring, with Anna standing within the confines whilst Tia was up against the ropes just beyond. They spotted Asp on approach, but soon averted their eyes. Seeing their reaction, Naga turned towards Asp, now aware of her arrival. Her expression was as stoic as ever, intimidating even as she was a tower of a presence.
"Mistress Dominique Renauld. Your guest is here." Ella greeted formally, bowing before she turned to walk away. She gave Asp a brief look before she parted, but she could do no more as she left Asp to her Mistress. Naga herself began to look Asp up and down, one could guess what was going through her mind. Unfolding her arms, she took a single step forward before she gave a small nod to greet Asp.

“I hope you rested well. We have a long day ahead of us.” Naga mentioned with her enthralling accent. Whilst her tone was not as soothing as the Baroness, there was still an exotic allure to the manner in which she spoke. Her English was flawless, but it was enunciated with her French accent.
“I have an exercise in mind to begin with. Today you get your opportunity at retribution. We will wrestle as a tag team against Anna and Tia. I believe you are already acquainted with both Maids.” Naga would mention, motioning towards the two minions of the Baroness who had brazenly jumped her during the POW match. She began to climb up the ring, before offering a hand for Asp to join her. Anna was already looking nervous, as Tia began to whisper into her ear… probably tactics of some form.
“You will start off in the ring. I will be here if you need to tag out.” Naga would speak bluntly, opening the ropes with frightening ease to allow Asp to enter the familiar arena.

[BlackAkuma]

As much as she appreciated Ella’s discretion, Asp knew this was a stalling tactic and a feeble one. The time she and the maid shaved off would only be the smallest of fractions, far from a real saving grace. Even so, she was willing to take whatever small blessings she could get, knowing they would be in short supply in the coming day. To survive this encounter with all her bones in the proper place, she would have to take whatever reprieves she could get—a game of inches.

But there was so much time to be wasted, and they had spent all they could. Asp nodded in agreement and filed in behind Ella. ”Let us proceed.”

Asp had thought herself accustomed to the Renauld’s oppressive opulence, having thoroughly acquainted herself with the mansion in her previous visit. Still, she found herself in awe as she made her acquaintance with this new compound area, gobstruck by the sheer size and breadth. She had spent no small amount of time in LAW’s training facilities and had been impressed by its scale and technology, but this was an entirely different beast. It was wild to think that the Renauld’s had such a spacious area dedicated to their training, even more so to know this was where Dominique spent most of her time.

She continued, only averting her gaze from the ring when she felt a pair of heated eyes gazing her way. Most of the maids seemed content to avert their gaze, acting as if this was all routine, but one, wearing glasses with a build that rivaled the Baroness herself, dared to glance her way. It was a brief look, but even so, she could see its malice, the loathing, and perhaps a hint of jealousy.

However, she had little time to inquire about the origins as far more pressing matters drew her attention - namely, the ring where Anna and Tia stood waiting. Her eyes narrowed as she approached them, centering on Anna in particular. She had little doubt that they were the reason she was here in the first place, and seeing them again lit a fire in her veins. Muscles tensed, nostrils flared, her brow creased - it was rare for her to experience genuine anger, but here it was.

Only Naga’s presence made her shy away from giving them a tongue-lashing. She settled for now and brought her attention to the towering woman - even now, seeing her for the fourth, her statuesque figure was a sight worth beholding. "I rested well. Surprisingly so, considering the way you knocked me out several times."

Asp nodded along as she laid out the first stop on their time together, and she approved. She suspected that might be a rare feeling. ”I thought as much. Though you needn’t involve yourself.” Asp placed a soft hand on Naga’s chest, the slightest touch, and gently pushed her a step away. A small gesture. “They attacked me and me alone, and that’s how their quarrel will stay.”

Asp grabbed the apron and pulled her way up on the edge, finding some of her calm, dignified poise as she slipped through the ropes. Even still, she couldn’t keep some venom out of her voice. ”Besides, I do not need help defeating cowards.”

[thesteedman]

Naga's expression shifted only slightly, and it was difficult to gauge whether she was irritated by Asp's sudden surge of confidence, or impressed. She took a small step back when Asp motioned for it, tilting her head slightly as her Prisoner of War was all too eager to take on the first stage of her time under Naga's captivity. The younger of the Renauld sisters watched with a keen eye at the elegance of which Asp began to enter the ring, moving with a smoothness that was impressive to witness. Clad in her ring attire, Asp was a marvel of a woman to behold, much of her lithe yet well maintained frame exposed to the elements and on display. As such, it was hard not to gaze upon her bare legs as they moved in fluid motion, or the way her intoxicating midriff contorted and shifted, her abs tensing a little with the motion and the movements, or the allure and beauty of her features and her eyes that possessed a wanting for vengeance against those that wronged her.

In truth, Naga feelings were of the latter. She was impressed, even if her stoic expression did not reveal such a thing to Asp herself. Whilst Naga enjoyed the notion of teaming up with Asp in an attempt to dismantle the insubordination of her Maids, to witness her turn down any assistance only made the gothic presence of a woman desire her all the more. Part of her wanted to cancel this activity and move onto what she desired the most... but curiosity on this occasion was besting her. Dominique wanted to bear witness to Asp against the trouble maker Maids that dared to take initiative against her will. She wanted to see how she would handle the duo that attacked her with so much abandon in their previous match.
"So be it..." Naga responded, watching as Asp began to take the stage. When Asp was in position, Naga clambered up to the side of the ring none the less and with much less grace than Asp, keeping to a far corner to get a better view of the exhibition that was about to unfold. She leaned against the turnbuckle, looking towards Asp and then the Maids. This could prove to be interesting.

On the far corner, Tia had slipped to the other side of the ropes, opting to have Anna start things off. It seemed Tag rules were established, at least meaning Asp could not be overwhelmed by both Maids. Given the brewing malice within the Egyptian beauty however, the notion that both Maids were not in at the same time actually seemed to disappoint the Belly Dancer turned wrestler. Anna flexed her shoulders, a sight of a woman to behold herself. Though her body was not as large as Naga's, it was clear Anna worked out and kept in good broad shape. Clad in little more than a black bikini outfit with some white frills, her glistening form was exposed for Asp to see. Anna whispered to Tia who whispered back, the smaller and more slender woman glancing towards Asp. She was in good shape herself, but clearly lightweight and more reliant on speed and quick wit unlike the broader Anna. Asp could probably tell she would rely on her swift and quick nature... perhaps something she could use against her.

"Begin..." Naga declared with an alarmingly commanding voice. Anna smiled, slapping her shoulder before she began to approach Asp with confidence.
"I already crushed you once. No reason why I can't break you again right here." Anna spoke in an oddly cheerful manner. She wore a smile, approaching Asp with perhaps a bit too much confidence judging from Tia's sudden expression of despair. Whatever tactics the two had discussed, it seemed Anna just wanted to squash Asp... as she soon began to rush towards her, looking to try and catch her with a heavy arm and a big clothesline!

[BlackAkuma]

It was only now, at this exact moment, where Asp recognized Tia as the same maid who’d first greeted her at the mansion, the one who’d initially warned her about the Baroness’ intentions. That seemed like ages ago, but viewing her now reminded the Water Serpent that it had, in fact, only been a couple of weeks, at most. So much had gone on in that short time that it left her head spinning - Naga’s initial assault, her challenge, their first match, their second, and now this. Her life was becoming quite the saga.

It was only reminiscing and wouldn’t amount to much in the end. Her actions in the ring erased whatever small favor this woman had done for her that day. These two were primarily responsible for her current state, and she wasn’t about to forget or forgive until she’d had her pound of flesh from both of them.

Naga didn't say a word, but seemed to acquiesce to her request. She stayed on the apron, likely just to get the best view - Asp was keenly aware of her lustful eyes on her, but managed to push those thoughts to the wayside as she focused on her opponents. She had already received a full taste of Anna’s power, knew what she could bring to bear. While she wasn’t quite as strong as Naga, her power was nothing to scoff at, either, still far and away stronger than anything Asp could achieve. Tia was more of an enigma, however. Smaller, but athletic, there was no way to know what she brought to the table. She would have to learn of this woman on the fly.

Asp would have little time to do so, however, as Naga called for the match to begin straightaway. Anna came out of the corner with no small amount of unearned bravado, looking like her victory was a foregone conclusion.

”I can think of a few reasons.” Asp had barely gotten the words out before Anna came rushing forward, extending her arm for a clear clothesline, telegraphed long in advance. Asp ducked under the blow with casual ease, then spun around, brought her leg up, and gave Anna a clean roundhouse kick to the face, letting her leg fly through the air in an elegant arc. ”That is one of them.”

[thesteedman]

Tia noticed the dark manner in which Asp glared at her; no doubt the red haired beauty recalled their first meeting. Tia broke eye contact, a look of shame befalling her alluring features as she could not hold the damning gaze upon her. This was now their third meeting, and the short black haired Maid was all too aware that the last had not been a welcoming one, considering how their relationship began and what Tia had helped instigate during the POW match against Naga. There was a strong case that her and Anna’s interruption had brought Asp’s defeat, and all at once Tia could understand her anger against her and her colleague. The smaller of the Maid's seemed to slunk away a little, retreating further into the corner, purposely hiding behind Anna... a notion that did not go unnoticed by Naga who frowned and quietly deliberated why Tia reacted in such a way from a mere look. It did not take long for the Renauld sister to figure out that the two had likely met before given how Asp had been present in the manor some time ago.

It was something to potentially explore later, as the action had begun within the ring. Naga was more engrossed to witness how Asp would handle the taller Anna who was already engaging her in combat. Anna rushed like an unstoppable stampede towards the smaller Asp, her heavy footsteps rattling the ring during her advance. Anna’s intent to flatten the lightweight was obvious in the manner in which she moved. It was so clear that it was to the purple haired Maid’s detriment, as Asp telegraphed the oncoming heavy swing from a powerful arm, allowing it to strike naught but air before the red haired beauty made a deft and swift counter that proved to be more absolute. The arc in which Asp struck was awe inspiring, swinging with good momentum until her bare foot clashed with a loud clap against the side of Anna's face during her forward momentum. Spittle flew from Anna's head as her body turned. Her pacing shifted into a stagger in the opposite direction, as her legs struggled to find themselves. Somehow, the muscular woman did not fall... but it was clear she was left dazed from the perfect counter strike. She grimaced out, shaking her head as she took a few unsteady steps back once more until her back brushed against the turnbuckle to stabilise her.

"Anna! Careful!... You can’t just go in so reckless like that!" Tia gasped out, near being knocked from the ring had she had not grasped the ropes to steady herself when Anna all but nudged into her. The turnbuckle spared Anna from collapse, and slowly she shook her head to shake the lethargy left in her dazed state from such a strike. Asp stood as if she had not moved at all, positioned with a grace few could match. There was an air of confidence about Asp as she stood motionless, which irritated Anna as it felt like she was mocking her.... in which she probably was.
"Alright... If that is how you want to play..." Anna grumbled out, once more rising tall before she began to advance upon Asp. Her approach was not exactly new, but this time she tried to reach out with both arms, looking to try and grasp Asp if she could! If Anna could manage this, there was no telling what kind of slam or crushing submission the heavy and muscular Maid would try to inflict upon the elegant Dancer turned wrestler!

[BlackAkuma]

While Asp was still more than a little disturbed at being dressed and taken care of while unconscious, she would have to give the Baroness’ maids credit - they did an exemplary job of healing her. It was hard for her to believe that she had been in a grueling match with Naga only a few hours ago. Her body felt fresher than it had before their match, strange as it was to say, and she could only imagine that her staff had garnered significant experience in healing the female body thanks to the Renauld’s darker proclivities.

After the kick landed, Asp kept her leg raised for a moment, making sure that Anna would know precisely what hit her, before she began to move once more. The Water Serpent’s feet scarcely touching the canvas while she moved. If not for her offensive posture, her movements could’ve been mistaken for a dance, and in some ways, it was. The sway of her hips, the undulations of her stomach, the way her head swayed and never stayed on the centerline. It was boilerplate for any fighting style, but commonplace for dancing, and seamlessly blended the two for her style. She was serpent, coiled and ready to strike, poised to strike in an instant.

Her hypnotic sway drew Anna in, and sure enough, the woman lashed out, trying to engage her, looking to tie up and grapple. While this woman struck her as markedly inexperienced, she had power on her side, and any such engagement would end with her pushed against the ropes. It was a game she had no intent of playing.

Asp moved in with arms open as well, looking like she might lock horns with the larger woman. At the last second, however, she leaned over brought her leg up behind her back, and brought her heel down on the top of Anna’s head, attempting to hit from an unexpected angle with her signature move: The Scorpion Kick.