Of Predators and Prey

[BlackAkuma]

Asp could only imagine how the two of them would sound to an outside party, talking with each other in such hushed, dulcet tones. She often found herself slipping into a seductive tone without even thinking, so accustomed to the art of alluring that it was something she slid into naturally, and she could tell that Stephanie had much the same inclination. There was a warm, welcoming undercurrent to her voice, as if her every word had a hidden promise, and there was no denying that Asp could feel herself falling under its seductive sway. Still, she kept her mind from wandering and maintained control, knowing that she was here for business, and that she had other promising prospects elsewhere.

That would not stop her from polite conversation, however. ”I have heard this and that, yes, though I pay little heed to rumors. The true story is so often lost in the weeds, in my experience - I would rather form opinions through experience, for better or worse.” Asp nodded along as she sat and stretched, letting her legs limber up and putting them on full display. ”I know firsthand how stories can lose their truth in the retellings. Even in my short time with LAW, no shortage of untruths have circled around me.”

That she was a snake worshiper, that she practiced witchcraft, that she lured women to her apartment, tied them up, and spent the night torturing them with titillation…the last one was appealing, she would admit, but a falsehood nonetheless.

”I suspect my reasons are much the same as yours.” Asp rolled her neck from side to side, getting out a few cracks as she spoke. ”I find the female form fascinating, myself, and I’ve always enjoyed the art of it, the technique, the mysticism. It’s such an intimate, dazzling way of dancing, one that feeds my soul. Through it, you learn how to master your own body in ways that most can’t even fathom. There’s nothing quite like it, you will agree.”

The second question was a more interesting one, and it forced a moment of genuine thought from Asp. ”Ah, well, the first answer that comes to mind wouldn’t work anymore, as I was just graced with the sight not too long ago.” She had a short, warm smile at the memory, before she moved on. ”But who else? The Ancestors of Isis would look quite fetching in such attire, I would suspect. Gisele Leblanc comes to mind, with her small, but powerful form. Lana De Tiashang has the perfect body, I would say, and, oh!” She clapped her hands and flashed a mischievous smile. ”If I might be so bold, your sister is a prime candidate. We only met briefly, yes, but I can already see her form is quite exquisite.”

[thesteedman]

"Hmm. The Ancestors of Isis barely wear anything already, so it is not difficult to fabricate such an imaginative thought upon them." Baroness could not help but respond in a bemused smile, sparing a thought for the beautiful twins. In truth, she would not mind getting her legs around the duo at some point, with a thought of even getting the two at the same time. Biting her lower lip at the notion, she listened to Asp continue rather than let the thought distract her... she already had a stunning specimen of a woman before her as it was, and the Baroness took great pleasure seeing her in such a captivating and revealing attire.

"Gisele, Lana... I can understand the train of thought. Both are beautiful indeed... I am curious to hear who the first was though, but if that information is private than I will respect it... for now at least." The Baroness would speak, knowing it was not hard to imagine either of the former mentioned beautiful woman clad in little more than a form revealing belly dancers outfit. The last one would certainly take her off guard however, the mention of her sister Dominique in such a form of attire coming to mind. Baroness was always aware of the beauty of her sister and her marvel of a form, but being of blood relation, Stephanie never thought of her in such ways... however, she could easily understand anyone else being drawn by her magnificence. For certain she was taller and broader, her hair as black as pitch and her completion more gothic in nature and pale, but she was still a Renaud none the less. Their entire family possessed a beauty that was difficult to match... though looking upon Asp it certainly felt like a rival to such beauty was present.

"Dominique would be flattered to hear that. I think she holds some form of desire for you, I have not seen her gaze upon another in which the manner she did with you, at least not for some time." The Baroness added, a little smile growing upon her lips. It was a small test of sorts to see if she could fluster Asp with such information. There was something about the red haired beauty that captivated the Baroness in a unique fashion. For certain, she wanted nothing more than to wrap herself around the Egyptian and squeeze her senseless and have her way with her... but she found it easier to hold restraint around her, having a unique admiration for Asp... was it respect?

"We can discuss further as we proceed. For now though... I am very much yours. Where would you like me? How should we begin?" The Baroness would soon speak with an air of command about her. Walking closer to Asp, she slowly shifted her form into an alluring stance, showing off her to die for core and form. It was very clear by her positioning and movement that the Baroness was versed in dance, she held herself very well... no doubt this would be useful for her when it came to the session Asp had in mind for her.

[BlackAkuma]

This was a pleasant conversation. If, perhaps, an unexpected one.

There were so many beauties in LAW that it was hard to choose only a select few, but those were the names that came to mind off the top of her head, standouts that she had noticed for a bevy of reasons, both good and ill. While she had her reservations about the Ancestors of Isis thanks to their history with Sophia, she couldn't deny their beauty, along with other starlets in the hentai division. It made her even more eager to dive into future matches. So many fine forms to test herself against, so much pleasure waiting to be shared…

It was a sentiment that the Baroness would share, if she had to guess. Though she had only just met the woman, she could already tell they both shared a similar love of fine female forms, in an artistic sense that few could relate to. Though she was not so naive as to ignore the hunger under this woman’s words, it was refreshing to speak in such a way with someone so refined and regal, with an urbane tongue and frank words.

So frank, in fact, that she had no qualms speaking of her sister in bold terms, confirming Asp’s suspicions of her desire. ”I thought as much.” Asp had a small laugh at the notion, though one with a hint of nervousness under the surface. Dominique was an imposing woman, there was no getting around that fact. ”I’m flattered, truly. Your sister is a rare beauty in her own right. If a tad intimidating.”

It was a subject that Asp could speak more on, but she choose not to, as Stephanie presented herself for instruction. Time was passing quickly, and as she gazed out the window, she could see darkening clouds growing closer to the compound, none of which boded well for their time. She took a moment to look the Baroness over, noting her fine stance. ”There is as good a spot as any.” She moved back to her phone and began to play some fitting music, giving them a beat to work with. ”Let us begin.”

And so they went. Stephanie, as it turned out, was a fast and eager learner, one of the more receptive students that Asp had ever had. It helped that she clearly had experience with manipulating her body to fine effect before, and few of her instructions had to be repeated. She took to every lesson well, and by Asp’s estimation, they covered nearly two and a half sessions of progress within the span of a single one. Quite impressive.

When it was all said and done, the two were sweating, exhausted, but more than satisfied. Asp sat in the middle of the room, legs crossed, as she came down from the high, sharing her breathing exercises with Stephanie. ”In…and out. In…and out…”

[thesteedman]

The Baroness sat opposite of Asp, her alluring and dangerous legs mimicking Asp's as they were crossed. There was a slight glisten to Baroness' flesh from the dance lesson. Asp was able to gauge Baroness' capabilities reasonably early into the session when the white haired marvel of a woman mastered the first few steps in quick succession, before the Egyptian beauty found herself stepping up the lessons to something more intermediate for the seemingly natural dancer. The Baroness impressed, no doubt having experience in various forms of dance that helped condition her body. As the instructions stepped up, the Baroness was able to follow, taking few tries before she got the hang of the motions and positions as well as the mystifying movement. Her core was a sight to behold during the session, moving in ways that were distracting, almost as if the Baroness already had experience in such a form of movement. Even with all that said and done however, her body was still being tested which was no doubt good to see. Her form was not used to such movements, and that slight sheen and glisten upon her stunning body was evidence that the Baroness had certainly found it challenging despite her calm expression suggesting otherwise.

The silver haired woman had held herself well, but that display dropped when Asp brought things to an end and had the two sit to regain strength and recover. Ever experienced in the art of Belly Dancing, Asp looked as dazzling as before she even began. There was certainly a slight sheen to parts of her form, but her breathing was controlled, with little evidence that she had strained her body at all. The deep breathing of the Baroness when Asp instructed certainly gave away that the French beauty had been tested on the other hand. Her chest glistened a little more than Asp's, a few beads of sweat visible upon her brow whilst her alluring midriff held a slight yet alluring sheen. Her eyes were closed as she breathed deep. The Baroness had remarkable stamina, but she was using muscles in a manner she was not accustomed too. Whilst Asp continued her breathing exercise to ease the lesson to an end, the door opened from behind the Baroness as one of the Maids slowly entered.

It was Tia from earlier, entering in her Maid's outfit. There was a look of concern upon her gothic features as she approached the Baroness from behind. There was a change in the presence of the French woman, a deep sigh slipping from her lips as she heard the Maid approach.
"I had specific instructions not to be disturbed..." The Baroness whispered, a hint of venom within her tone.
"Forgive me Baroness... but..." Tia would soon crouch down to whisper into the Baroness ear. Her mood shifted as the whispered words continued to spill out, before the Baroness glanced towards the nearby window, noticing strong winds. The windows were reinforced, minimising any amount of sound, but one could tell it was getting bad out there.
"<Hmm. Come back in an hour and let me know if there is any changes. Leave us for now.>" The Baroness would whisper back in French. With an almost apologetic nod and bow, the Maid would retreat as fast as she arrived. The Baroness took another sigh, looking to wash away any apprehension that had developed from the interruption before she turned to Asp with a small smile.

"Thank you very much for your time today Asp. I dare say... I actually had fun. Belly Dancing is more challenging than I expected it to be. I suspect you began to go a little easy on me towards the end of the lesson." The Baroness would whisper, remaining cross legged as she could not help but take a moment to briefly eye the beauty before her.
"I do apologise for the interruption of our breathing exercise... it seems there has been a poor development in the weather. Our driver is waiting for things to improve before she will dare take on the roads. They can be hazardous in this area even in the calmer of conditions. I hope you do not mind remaining here a little while longer?" The Baroness would whisper.

"I would be more than happy to keep you company for that duration... though, if you would humour me... I do have a request." The Baroness would whisper, her tone lower and more seductive. She would shift her form in a slow and methodical manner, edging closer towards Asp so that their bare legs would almost touch. Something shifted in her eyes, a sudden change, like a darkness combined with wanting and lust. It was intimidating to witness, but also captivating.
"I find your body very remarkable, having watched you dance and the manner in which you move your midriff, it has taken me great restraint not to give in to my... darker intentions. I find I hold an unnatural respect for you, one that is rare as I am known to simply take what I want. I feel I cannot do that to you... it is why I request it instead... but I would like to wrap myself around you, around that fascinating body of yours. I feel I have the soul of a serpent like yourself and your name suggests... and if you would allow it, I would like to embrace you... to squeeze you."

[BlackAkuma]

Asp tried to stay focused on Stephanie through their session, monitoring her progress, not just for instruction but for safety, as well. While belly dancing was hardly what one would consider dangerous, it did challenge the body in unique ways, forcing muscles to do things that they were not yet accustomed to. In her experience, the first session tended to be the most demanding, and while things had never reached a point where her students needed medical attention, there had been a few close calls.

The Baroness had handled herself better than most, certainly better than anyone Asp could recall off hand, but she was still human - a marvelous example of a human, but human regardless. This respite would serve her well, and Asp was well on her way to easing the Frenchwoman back to normalcy when Tia made her way in.

Asp kept quiet as the Baroness conferred with her maid, though she already had some idea what the topic of conversation was. She followed their gaze to the window and received her confirmation, duly noting the worsening conditions outside. Even in the short time she’d lived in Japan, she’d noticed how mercurial the island’s weather could be, but this was off par even by the standards she’d seen. She had serious worries about getting home in such conditions, and the Baroness’ words echoed her concerns.

As the woman spoke, Asp stood up and helped herself to some of the lemonade Tia had made, sipping away at it as she proposed staying in the mansion for the time being. She nodded along with the suggestion as she stepped in front of the window, cupping the glass in both of her hands while she looked out. ”The last thing I wish is to be a burden…but if you’ve no qualms with me staying awhile, then yes, I would like that. Very much.”

Knowing that she might be there a while, Asp settled back down on the floor and laid on her back, stretching out and putting her body on full display. It was then that the Baroness made her boldest request yet - though, in truth, it wasn’t as surprising as she might’ve believed. Asp wasn’t blind and had noticed the way the woman looked at her, particularly her midriff. The hunger. The lust. The wanting. It was a look she recognized well, having had it on own face numerous times.

After a moment of consideration - only one - Asp raised up to her knees, closed her eyes, and put her hands behind her head, presenting the body that the Baroness so clearly craved, almost daring the woman to take the thing that she strongly desired.

[thesteedman]

It was a rare moment indeed that the Baroness would request rather than simply take, and rarer still that anyone would comply so willingly as Asp had. To be sure, the Baroness was not beyond recruiting a Maid to spend the night, and they were always complacent, but she always knew they were simply doing their job. If given an option, they would gladly give a hard pass to spending long hours within the deadly embrace of the Baroness. At least all but Kayla who no doubt was actually willing on the rare occasions the Baroness would allow her.

Yet Asp was here, a guest to her manor, listening to her request... before without a single word, slowly positioning herself in such a way that she almost made herself appear like some mystical and alluring offering to a deity. The Baroness near moaned with pleasure there and then, shifting herself in a slow and methodical fashion as she slipped from her knees into a seductive and slow crawl. Her eyes were upon Asp as she slid into position, holding her hands behind her long deep red hair, stretching her bare midriff as she presented herself flat upon her knees.

Everything about Asp was intoxicating, clad in little more than a belly dancers outfit, her skin still holding a slight sheen from the intense session and workout. The Baroness bit on her lower lip as she slid closer and slowly. Baroness took in everything about Asp, looking over her perfectly shaped and bare feet, her long and captivating legs. Her ample chest was perfectly formed, her arms well defined and her face simply angelic. It was her stomach that took most of the Baroness' attention, watching her breath in and out deeply, giving a slight strain that highlighted her abs and unreal curves.

The Baroness slid upon her lap, her movements still careful, whilst she positioned herself with delicacy to allow for her own shapely and powerful legs to slip by each side of Asps. By now the Baroness did let a soft and quiet moan slip from her lips, allowing for her dangerous legs to lock in a unique manner right around the waist of Asp. Slowly she took her hands with her own, coming in close so that their lips were inches apart, looking to guide her hands downwards onto Baroness' own hips.

It was then the Baroness would lean back, giving Asp a display of her own to die for figure, her own body a marvel to behold possessing a unnatural strength for a woman of her stature. Slowly, the Baroness began to use her deadly legs to squeeze Asp, applying a firm pressure that was enough to make a Maid writhe. Asp was of a more quality of woman however, and she had a good gauge already of what Asp could and probably could not take. For now she squeezed tight, but not crushingly so... just enough to try and get a reaction, to see if she would try and pry free. The Baroness gazed upon her eyes before letting her sights shift to her core, wanting to see how the Belly Dancer would fair against her strength. In truth... The Baroness was doing well to show such restraint... but this woman felt like a unique case for her.

[BlackAkuma]

There was no denying that the Baroness was an intimidating figure, and it didn’t simply come down to her size. Yes, her frame was overwhelming, and Asp would not lie and say that she hadn't taken notice of it in their time together. Her skin seemed like it was carved from alabaster by some great sculpture, a marvelous form without errors and blemishes. There was more than enough strength in that body to crush the life out of her hapless victims, to take what she wanted from most encounters and break her prey.

But no, as magnificent a specimen as she was, Asp found her sheer allure more staggering than anything. There was raw hunger in her eyes, a feral tone under her every word. It was as if she wasn’t even a human, but primal creature that had merely taken on the form to lull its victims into complacency, a mask that it hadn't yet perfected. It was easy to see how a woman could find this overbearing, even frightening, and she wouldn’t blame anyone for trying to avoid the woman’s grasp.

And yet, Asp couldn't help but be intrigued. Drawn like a moth to the flame.

With the permission given, the Baroness wasted no time with consternation, moving on to Asp’s body as if she were a feast to savor. She slid on her lap and brought her legs around her body, while her hands brought Asp’s touch to her hips, letting her feel all the unflinching power they held. Asp wasn’t subjected to that full power straight away - only a touch, only a taste. The Baroness’ legs swelled and pressed against her, but her body was better equipped for this than most.

Asp arched her back, closed her eyes, and molded her stomach muscles to accept Stephanie’s embrace, taking shape around them instead of resisting. A unique feeling for them both, as her abdominals were challenged in ways she had never thought possible, but that didn’t mean she couldn't accommodate to it.

Her hands slide along the sides of Stephanie’s legs, exploring every contour, committing them to memory, all while she kept her body under total control, managing every inhale and exhale. She took a break after a moment, only to lean forward and move even closer to the Baroness, so close to a kiss that she could taste the woman’s breath. All so she could whisper one word, something she doubted the woman often heard.

”Harder.”

[thesteedman]

The Baroness could not stifle the gasp and moan of pleasure when she watched Asp's exquisite form writhe within the powerful grasp of her dangerous yet alluring legs. The manner in which Asp arched her back when the pressure of the squeeze increased was simply intoxicating, witnessing as her bare midriff stretched and tensed up to try and adjust to that growing intensity of the unique embrace. It was a sight to behold, and one the Baroness could not get enough of, nor the feeling of such a strong and stunning body being compressed in a brutal but sensual manner between her iron like thighs.

The soft moans and gasps from Asp were music to Stephanie's ears, as the French silver haired beauty adjusted her hips and thighs to sink in a deeper squeeze upon her willing guest. The Baroness bit on her own lower lip in a lustful manner, as her hair came to drape over her eyes, giving the French woman a more lustful look. She felt Asp place her hands firmly against her legs, but it was more to support herself than it was to try and pry free. Those same hands slowly began to slide along Baroness' powerful legs, feeling every inch of skin she could with her tracing touch. Asp began to try and control her breathing, but all it did was spur the Baroness on to become more unpredictable, adjusting the pressure, tightening, easing only slightly, only to squeeze again.

She could feel Asp's stomach muscles strain and tense, looking to endure and strengthen. Her belly dancing origins worked well, as Asp was able to last quite a while without pushing to break free... but it could only last for so long. The Baroness smiled, letting her unique bodyscissors adjust, easing ever so slightly as she felt Asp begin to bring her upper body in, no doubt ready to whisper that it was enough. The Baroness had barely had her fill, but she had respect for Asp and would release on her demand. That was until Asp finally was able to draw enough breath for a word... and it was not a word of release or submission...

The Baroness' did not know how to react, Asp began to drape herself over the Baroness, no doubt out of breath and looking to rally, but her instruction was very clear.

Asp wanted more.

"Who am I to deny you?" The Baroness would whisper in return, purposely letting her lips inch closer to Asp's in what was a tender moment. The storm continued to lash at the windows, with Stephanie taking only a second to note before turning her attention back to her prize. It was quite a twist in the tale, as the Baroness had all intentions of this happening... she longed to squeeze Asp and let her intentions be known, but after their session together, she quietly found herself in a rare moment of enjoyment... yet, here Asp was all the same, when Baroness had decided not to disrespect her visit with her antics, Asp would be between her thighs all the same... not just willingly, but intent on it.

Whatever conflicts may have been in her mind about being ordered around by another where dispelled by the soft moan she elicited from Asp as she decided to slowly and surely double down upon her grip. Slowly, those deadly legs adjusted, whilst the Baroness docked her hips against Asp's form, before her bodyscissors resumed. For now... she kept the pressure constant, but as each second pass, she began to tense her legs all the more, letting her thighs seemingly grow whilst her calves slowly began to dig deeper against the lower back of Asp. The Baroness' breathing began to increase as her desire to squeeze Asp increased as she watched her body contort...

Gazing longingly at her midriff, she could not help but let her hand slip over her tensing abs to feel her hard stomach, all whilst her other hand began to trace over the jawline of her captive. Asp was simply amazing to behold, she felt perfect, looked perfect... The Baroness could not resist as her grip tightened all the more, a pressure saved usually for ending a match. Taking in Asp's scent, she soon edged closer towards her to take Asp's lips with her own, locking on a deep and passionate kiss that matched the fever of the moment. Those legs began to tighten just a little more, as the Baroness slowly became lost in the moment, kissing Asp deeply whilst squeezing her to die for midriff between her own dangerous thighs.

[BlackAkuma]

There was something unspeakably primal about this, something dark and feral that spoke to Asp’s more animalistic nature. She had always strived to be more in tune with nature than most were willing to be, reveling in her desires, embracing her tastes, living as she wished without a care for the way the world viewed it. To her, that was the only way to truly live - unrestrained, unrefined, unrestricted, and she could see that same attitude with Stephanie. They were too women who let their carnal desires drive them, and while she might not have cared for the way the Baroness choose to satiate her desires, she could respect the overall ethos.

It made her into a powerful, dominant, terrifying woman, and there was something unspeakable alluring about having such a person capture her, crush her, squeeze her as she wished within her powerful grasp. In this, she was better suited than most would’ve been. Where most bodies would’ve buckled under the pressure, Asp’s bent and morphed around the imposing legs, shifting to accommodate them, altering shape to give less resistance. It was still a painful experience, but less excruciating, more in the way of a rough massage, their skin pressed so tight that it was hard to say where one woman ended and the other began. There was a symmetry here, a perfect fit, as if the two were made for each other.

They were close now, so close, with Baroness’ breath pouring across her face after every word she spoke, tickling the fine hairs along her chin. She had asked the woman to go harder, to show her more of her incredible power, and Stephanie obliged as a good host should - her thighs swelled, pressed, crushed, bearing deep into Asp’s body. It was a good deal of pressure to endure, even with her body’s manipulations, and breathing was made into a true chore. Her hands came up to caress her instruments of her destruction, sliding along the Baroness’ perfect thighs, feeling the unflinching steel beneath the skin.

Perfect. Absolutely perfect.

Even a woman such as Asp needed to breathe, however, and as the pressure increased, she found it harder and harder to do so, with her world darkening as a result. Even so, she was keenly aware of the Baroness’ lips coming to meet her own, taking her in a wild, passionate kiss. It was one that she accepted eagerly, using the last vestiges of her strength to reach and bringing her arms around the woman’s back, pushing her in deeper still.

All while the pressure kept increasing, impossible growing stronger with each second. All while she began to slip further and further away. All while the life fled her body, her heavy lidded eyes began to close, and then…then…

[thesteedman]

It was a moment of pure bliss, the feel of such a strong and powerful form between Baroness' powerful thighs. Her signature and favoured hold was a unique variation, which made many spectators dread what Baroness' actual strength could be. She was yet to be seen in the ring straightening her legs for her bodyscissors, and many wondered just how dangerous her legs could be since she could make powerful women tap without doing so. Such thoughts never even entered the mind of Asp though, who offered her body to the serpentine tyrant willingly, allowing for a deep and sensual embrace.

It did not stop the Baroness from squeezing her, quite the opposite, but a deeper desire began to sink in when the Baroness started as Asp had a rare ability to seemingly mold and manipulate her own core in such ways that were able to help her endure where others would have long submitted. It was not impervious to such debilitating pressure, as the Baroness would adjust her legs accordingly, sapping away at the defences of that intoxicating midriff of Asp's, but it was clear her belly dancing expertise were coming in wonders, helping such a slender woman outlast even a brutish heavyweight form. It felt like a game... a game that was already predetermined, but still so fun to take part in.

As Asp's body resisted the growing pressure, the Baroness further began to lose herself in the moment. Already glistening from the workout, her body began to move in a near hypnotic manner, grinding against Asp, bringing her waist deeper between those constrictor like thighs and calves. A passionate kiss ensued, one that Asp welcomed as both women began to embrace each other. The Baroness barely noticed how she continued to squeeze tighter, and it was only after a few moments that she realised that Asp's arms began to fall from her own scantily clad form, as that passionate kiss began to lessen. Soon, Asp was not reciprocating the kiss at all... but the Baroness continued, at least for a few moments longer.

It was a deep turn on to feel her victim slip within her grasp, and part of her wanted to keep herself wrapped around Asp and squeeze her all night long. A woman needed to breathe though, and as much as it pained her to do so, the Baroness would loosen her grasp upon her guest of honour. Her legs remained wrapped tightly around her waist, watching the flexible and alluring red haired beauty slump back. The Baroness breathed deep, watching as Asp's chest rose and fell as she allowed her the air her form needed, her eyes fixated upon that glistening and well defined stomach as it relaxed when Asp's defences were broken. She ran her hands along her bare midriff, shivering in delight...

She could have remained here all night, but the rattle of the windows brought her attention to the worsening of the storm beyond the mansion walls. There would be no leaving tonight...
"Prepare my quarters, I will be having a guest stay with me tonight." The Baroness would whisper when she heard the approach of Tia after a few long minutes. Tia looked to see Asp passed out between Baroness' thighs, looking nervous before she bowed.
"Of course Baroness..." She responded before the Baroness could glare at her for her hesitation.

The Baroness did not bother to change clothing, she found herself holding a fondness for the exotic nature, and enjoyed the sight of Asp in similar attire too much. Revealing her strength, the Baroness would scoop Asp up within her arms into a cradle, beginning to walk with her as another Maid entered to fetch Asp's belongings. No doubt Asp would wake shortly, but the Baroness wanted to make sure she was comfortable when she did so as she quietly made her way to her Master Bedroom for the night...