The Longest Day [Asp, Naga & Others]

[thesteedman]

Anna's lack of experience was exposed in brutal fashion by the professional wrestler she hoped to crush. Anna was an impressive woman to gaze upon, well-built and muscular, no doubt the result of hard training and conditioning mixed with a bit of good genetics. It was not enough to simply be strong and large nonetheless, and Asp was able to pick apart what Anna lacked in experience and edge, what essentially made her so different from Naga who was of a similar frame of body. The bulldozing Maid was lulled into a false sense of security, all too eager to meet with Asp and lock hands for a test of strength with her after rattling the ring with a charge. Asp was not so foolish, using the motion as a means to set her trap which was executed to perfection.

The Scorpion Kick began its life as more of a gimmick than anything, with Asp impressively and deftly able to swing her leg in an unconventional and flexible manner to unleash a surprise strike. It brought more of a surprising factor at first, but the damage inflicted upon the likes of Sophia Wolfe and Naga was debatable in effectiveness... yet Asp was beginning to master it. It still lacked that killer touch and ferocity to end a match, but the movement was swifter and the precision better honed. Anna never saw it coming, even after she was stuck with Asp's daring kick. The larger of the Maid’s grimaced, her head dipping low from the aftermath of the strike before she once more almost lost her footing when a daze took hold. She began to stagger back, once again being made something of a fool of by Asp's superior fighting skills.

Rather than witness her partner endure further humiliation, Tia was quick to slap at Anna's arm the moment she clashed against the turnbuckle in rough fashion. The purple haired muscle bound woman looked a little out of it, bewildered at what had hit her and how... she failed to even note that Tia had tagged her out until a sinister glare came her way from Naga when she lingered in the ring for too long. Retreating, it left Tia whom was naturally lither of the two and smaller. Her body had good definition to it regardless of her slender stature, having been through hard training with her Mistress Kayla to better serve the Baroness in all areas. With a fluid motion, Tia was in the ring... though there was something of a sorry look upon her eyes as the gothic beauty looked towards the crimson haired Egyptian. She stood for a moment, but when the awkward pause passed, she managed a small bow. For the first time she made real eye contact with Asp, and could read the disappointment within her gaze.

"I apologise for what I did to you... but my loyalty is to the Renaulds, not to you. If given another chance, I would do the same thing again. It was unfortunate it was against you, but it is what it is. I would have done what I did regardless of who faced a Renauld." Tia would explain, taking a small note of Naga who stood stoic and unimpressed. There was not so much as a reaction from the black haired beauty, save for a small motion for Tia to proceed, given how she had stopped to talk instead of engaging in a wrestling exhibition. There was a genuine tone to the manner of which the gothic young woman had spoken, and it was clear Tia was not looking for atonement. She knew what she had done and she was facing the consequences. Tia sighed, taking a fighting stance, before she began to carefully approach Asp, looking to try and sweep her leg low and catch her own for a trip!

[BlackAkuma]

While she could tell that Anna wasn’t an experienced wrestler, Asp was nonetheless fully aware of the threat she posed. She had sampled this woman’s strength in the match with Naga, and while she wasn’t on the same level as her mistresses, she was still an impressive specimen, far and away more muscular than most women. Her physique was rougher, less refined, but solid all the same, and if she caught Asp in her brawny arms, she would be hard-pressed to escape.

This was where a move like the Scorpion Kick came into its own, an attack that she could use to significant effect in outfoxing her opponent. She needed to go at her from unorthodox angles, strike her in ways she wouldn’t expect, and take full advantage of her lack of experience. So far, she was off to a great start, with her blow managing to send Anna away with staggering steps, leaving her wide open for another attack.

Asp moved in quickly, hoping to follow up and make the most of her damage, only for her opponent to tag out at the last second - or rather, be tagged out, as Tia took the initiative to swap in. Asp moved back out and grimaced as her other opponent came into the ring, killing her progress with Anna so far. She could already tell this would be a constant annoyance through the match, but it was one she would have to deal with if she hoped to win. She needed to get one of these women down and work them over, put them in a position where they could not easily switch out. At least she had a solid gameplan, now.

Resetting, Asp took a moment to look Tia over, noting her figure. She hadn't thought much of the woman when they had first met, but then, she hadn't seen her as an opponent. Now, with the two set to engage, she made note of her figure. Small, lithe, but well trained, far more comparable to her own than Anna’s or either of the sisters. The two of them were close in terms of body, but skills? That remained to be seen.

”You are not very good at apologizing.” If that was even meant to be an apology. To Asp’s ears, it felt like more of a way to justify herself to Dominique, who seemed notably nonplussed by it. She raised her hand and moved in as Tia prepared to engage, taking a looser, more energetic stance than her compatriot.

To Tia’s credit, the sweep was a decent attempt - it didn't work, Asp brought her leg up to avoid it, but it would’ve caught slower, bulkier opponents. Instead of bringing her leg back down, she kept it up and swung it wide, trying to slap Tia with the sole of her foot, going for a swift hook kick.

[thesteedman]

To Tia's credit, she moved well, and adapted quickly when her sweep did not meet its mark. The woman clearly had skill compared to the lumbering behemoth style of her partner in crime and certainly sported a deftness about her approach and movements. The short haired beauty twisted with the motion, rising on one leg in an attempt to follow up with a spinning round house kick after the failed sweep attack. There was an issue however... Asp proved to be faster off the mark, moving much swifter than Tia. Whilst the slender Maid was in the process of building up her own strike, the red haired angelic beauty moved in with her own kick, going for a swift hook kick that clashed into the face of Tia with a loud slap. The move made the Maid's head whip back as her head dress flew from her temple before the rest of her form began to reel. Unlike Anna, she did not keep her footing, coming to collapse against the mat.

For what Tia seemed to possess in skill and attack, it was becoming clear she lacked certain fortitude when compared to her larger ally. Asp was aware she had not gone all out with her strike, but it was enough to drop Tia down who favoured her face after receiving the wrong end of a kick. She glanced towards Anna, no doubt contemplating tagging out already, but Anna was still looking a little out of sorts after the Scorpion Kick, she needed more time to recompose herself. It meant there was no escape for now. Tia rolled back and flicked herself towards her feet. Her expression was one of dismay as she began to circle around Asp. The Egyptian beauty was waiting for the black haired Maid to make her move, but Tia began to reveal no signs of attack. Given her slow pace, it did not take long for Asp to probably realise that Tia was just killing time. She was waiting for Anna to recover. A smart move that might work in the long run, but it was going to be difficult to keep out of range of Asp in a ring with no place else to go once she took initiative against her.

Naga watched curiously. She did not approve of what Tia was doing, given that she was presently doing nothing, seeing through her game plan to keep making fresh tags against the singular opponent in an effort to 'outlast' Asp. It was not a terrible strategy by any means, but it lacked a killer instinct Naga desired to see in the ring today. Licking her lips slowly, her attention turned to the POW under her charge, gazing over the scantily clad form of the beauty gracing the ring with her almost ethereal presence. That look of determination; that fire the Renauld sister had witnessed was still very much alight and present within her piercing eyes. She wanted vengeance for what happened in their match, and like unleashing a deadly serpent upon an unsuspecting duo of mice... Naga expected to see her prize take full advantage and unleash herself upon the prey. Leaning forwards, Naga could sense Asp was ready to strike. If she wanted to defeat the Maids, she had to decimate both of them and leave them in such a state that tagging would offer no reprieve or advantage. Tia and Anna needed to be punished... Naga could not wait to bear witness to it.

[BlackAkuma]

As the first continued and passed the opening stages, a few things became clear to Asp. In no small part, thanks to Sophia and their experiences, she was starting to develop a fighter’s mindset, learning to break down an opponent in the middle of a fight to grow more adaptable, and those senses were telling her some interesting things about Tia. While the woman wasn’t nearly as robust as her partner, someone had clearly spent no small amount of time training her, molding her, working her to the point where she was more than a simple maid. She took the kick better than most would in similar situations - yes, she fell, but she picked herself up in short order and gathered her wits, moving back into position. She was cautious, controlled, focused. There was a plan, and she was sticking to it.

It wasn’t hard to deduce what that plan was, either. Asp could see it on her foe’s face as she nervously looked back towards Anna, biding time for her to recover and staying close to her side of the ring. She was trying to draw this out, hoping to leverage the handicap to its greatest effect and tag out as often as possible. It was a cowardly strategy, but given the reason they were here in the first place, it was far from a surprising one.

And it wouldn’t work. Not if Asp had a say. Which she very much did. Asp's goal was clear - bring the fight to her, take her to the ground, and leave her in such a state that she wouldn't be able to make the tag she was craving. Simple enough, and she had a decent idea on how to make it happen.

Asp’s eyes narrowed as she leaned forward and raised her hands, her body shifting and feet sliding along the ring as she stalked her opponent. She took one slow step forward, then another, only to close the rest of the distance in a burst of speed, closing the distance in a flash. She dipped low as she closed in, then leaped up and shot her legs out towards Tia’s waist - one coming around the front while the other moved behind, trapping her from both sides as she fell, attempting to drag her to the floor with a leg scissor takedown.

[thesteedman]

Tia's ambitions were not coming to fruition. Each time she moved, Asp followed, ghosting her movements before forcing her to move away from her own corner. It was not ideal, but Tia thought it better to be out of reach then risk coming under attack before her partner in crime could fully recover. Even now though, even this scheme did not work for long. Asp was on her again, controlling her movements, very much aware of what the black haired Maid was up to. Cursing silently, Tia knew it was not working anymore... Asp was creeping closer, and any attempt to move back to her own corner was no doubt expected. No... She had to attack again. Tia shifted herself, looking to try and trick Asp into thinking she was making another reposition, but her intent was to step in and launch her own attack. At least that was what she intended.

It seemed in this time, she had been walking right into Asp's own scheme, and before Tia could think about launching an attack, the red haired beauty was leaping into action! Tia gasped in alarm as Asp stalked forwards with impressive speed and purpose. She tried to back away, but her own repositioning virtually had her back up against one of the turnbuckles. As such she shifted to the side, ready to try and counter. Before she could even think to lift her leg up to strike, Asp was upon her, almost like the deadly serpent of her namesake already upon its prey! Tia cried out in alarm, unable to react as Asp leapt from a low stance, her exposed and alluring legs shooting upwards and around Tia's slender and exposed core. Caught in a bodyscissors, the momentum and weight of Asp's attack collided with Tia to bring her down with expert technique. She collapsed against the ring, too far to tag her partner!

She tried to scramble away from Asp, that calculating expression that she often wore beginning to shatter, revealing panic below. It made Naga smile, watching Tia fall apart in an instant. Both of these maids were afraid of Asp. It amused the Renauld sister.. they had every right to be afraid of Asp after what they did to her...

[BlackAkuma]

Tia’s ploy wasn’t going to work, and to her credit, she had the common sense to realize that. While she could’ve spent her time running around the ring and forcing Asp to chase after her, that would’ve been a foolish waste and wouldn’t have worked. Her only real chance was to take the fight straight to her opponent, and that was precisely what she did, coming in quick to engage, closing the distance between them.

A gutsy move, but one that was ultimately destined to fail, as Asp’s plans were far more aggressive. The two were brought down with her coming on top, putting Tia into a position she was no doubt keenly familiar with. She could see the fear in her eyes, the panic, the desperation, as she tried to scramble her way free before the jaws could clamp tight.

It wasn’t happening. Asp locked her ankles, slapping them together, and applied pressure to Tia’s midsection with her thin, sinewy legs. While she couldn't boast the obscene power of the Baroness, her dancer’s legs were still quite strong, and their size would make them worse for Tia in some respects - the smaller surface area allowed her to cut deeper and made the pressure more focused. Her legs almost seemed to sink into the more diminutive maid’s body, and she could feel her innards giving way as they encroached. It was a punishing, piercing force, and she added more to it with every passing second, drawing out the agony.

[thesteedman]

Naga was becoming further enthralled by her involuntary guest. Watching her strike had been like witnessing a cheetah chase down its prey first hand. There was a appetite within Asp's eyes as she went after Tia, whilst like a startled antelope Tia tried to break away in panicked desperation. Tia was slender and quick when given space and time, but she was powerless against the deadly precision of Asp's pounce whom moved with purpose. Before Tia could even fabricate thought to get away, she was brought down to the mat with frighteningly smooth collision, with Asp wasting no time wrapping herself around the pale Maid. Tia moaned out loud in clear discomfort as Asp's bare and alluring dancers legs clamped in against the pale midriff of her victim, whilst her ankles could be heard clapping together as the lock sunk in. Tia's form strained as she instinctively pushed against Asp's vice like grip, what was visible of her lithe midriff tensing up to reveal Tia did actually have a well-trained form.

Brought low, she tried to struggle to her feet, but Asp had her locked down, securing a deeper grip before she began to compress Tia's midriff with deadly pressure, causing Tia to collapse to her knees before she could even attempt to stand. Watching Asp squeeze Tia made Naga lean forwards against the turnbuckle with keen interest, fascinated by the sight. It was no secret Naga possessed similar dark traits to her sister; she enjoyed the torment of others, having a significant preference for crushing her foes and captives with her own strength. Whilst her sister was infamous for the deadly grasp of her legs, Dominique was known for crushing with her frighteningly powerful arms. Yet even so, she found the sight of Asp squeezing the near life from Tia an intoxicating sight to witness. She bite on her lower lip, taking note of Asp's expression, wondering if she was finding any enjoyment from the situation as she did when she squeezed the will and fight from those unfortunate enough to fall into her embrace. She also drank in the sights of her glistening body, watching as her midriff tensed and her legs hardened, how her toes curled when she squeezed Tia and how she supported herself, allowing her chest to rise and fall with exertion whilst her hair draped over her angelic face. Naga tilted her head, taking a quiet breath as she took in the wonder that was Asp, enjoying the sight of her taking dominance and constricting her enemy.

Tia herself was in a world of hurt. Asp's legs possessed a hidden strength, her talents as a dancer bringing strength to her otherwise slender yet well shaped limbs. With Asp's bare ankles locked together, and Tia flat on her knees, she had no leverage to use. She arched back from the deep squeeze, her teeth gritting together as her eyes closed, briefly stunned by the powerful compressing force against either side of her thin core. She began to gasp, struggling to breathe. Rational thought did enter her mind when she heard Anna call out finally. Her partner in crime was not all that far away, and so in desperation Tia began to pull her form and Asp's towards her. She suspected Asp was allowing her to do this... no doubt to drain her and make her less combat effective as it would tax her so much energy pulling herself as she did... but she could ill afford to remain in such a hold, feeling like she could pass out if she remained in this deep squeeze. Tia near panted as she crawled, reaching with her fingertips before Anna would lean over, looking to slap her hand and tag herself in.

[BlackAkuma]

There was an irony here, and it was not lost on Asp as she brought her legs around Tia’s middle and applied pressure. She could look around, a glance, and see the anxious gazes from the maids all around the ring, as they watched her thighs cut into her opponent’s body. No doubt, they’d seen similar scenarios before and been part of them more times than they cared to count. This was probably the first time they’d seen one of their own crushed by someone who wasn’t a Renauld, so it was a unique experience. Not just for them, either.

While this wasn’t the first time Asp had used her legs in such a way, she couldn't remember ever doing it against someone who had actively made her angry as a form of revenge. It had never been personal, and while she had no qualms about using violence in the ring or to defend herself, inflicting pain out of anger was a new thing for her, something she had only truly started, thanks to Dominique.

She had to admit, she did not altogether hate it.

There was an undeniable thrill to having Tia between her legs, to feeling her struggle and twist and strain to get out of her hold. Asp pulsed her thighs, digging deeper into her opponent’s body, making her every movement torture, and she felt her body shifting under her grip. Muscles, tendons, organs, all of it squished as her thighs pressed further and further into Tia’s body. She couldn't help but sigh at the sensation and chew at her lip, as she exerted her strength in a new, thrilling way.

However, it could only go for so long as Tia was determined to drag her way to the corner, desperate for release. Asp made her suffer every inch along the way, made her drag her weight, tossed her head back and powered down with her whole might, but there would be no stopping her in the end - she was going to reach Anna.

That didn’t mean she wasn’t going to pay a price for it, however. Asp waited until the last second, then disengaged, rolling back on her shoulders and popping up to her feet in a single bound. She leaped back as Tia made the tag, then bounded forward to close the distance. The moment Anna came through the ropes, she hoped to greet the woman with a snap kick to the face, trying to erase whatever advantage they hoped to enjoy by switching out.

[thesteedman]

Tia was left groaning and panting as she favoured her core, rolling under the ropes to get away after her hand made contact with Anna's. She was going to be out of the fight for a time, as Tia did not stand, but simply rolled out of the ring altogether, standing at the canvas as she favoured her strained core. The larger of the two ladies, the lumbering purple haired Anna was not as swift as Tia as she began to clamber through the ropes... but even if she had done with haste, Asp still would have been waiting for her. Her movements were quick, her determination driving Asp to move with deadly precision. She was all over both Maids, and Naga could not help but watch with fascination. She was witnessing first hand just was the red haired beauty was capable of. She had encountered such resolve herself in the POW match, but even then there was already a sense of defeatist within the eyes of Asp. Here... against these Maids... there was not a single sign of that. The woman was dominating the superior numbered team. Where was this woman some weeks ago when Naga had first faced her?

Anna had barely rose to her feet before a slap sounded out when Asp's bare foot clashed once more with her face with fierce momentum. Her head whipped right back as she grunted, staggering until she bounced from the turnbuckle. The hard clash against the corner managed to bring her out of a brief daze, as she shook her head and stepped forwards. Anna normally possessed a somewhat bubbly and friendly look about her, often smiling and cheerful even when working for the Renauld sisters. Asp's constant kicks had drawn that out of Anna however. She looked aggravated, her brow falling into a frown as her beautiful features soured into an agitated expression. Asp was getting to her, not just through physical attacks but mental too. The Egyptian marvel was making a fool out of her, exposing her flaws and weaknesses.

Naga studied Asp, becoming aware that such a tactic was working well. Angering the larger woman no doubt made her more dangerous when she attacked, but it amounted to nothing if she could not land a blow against a more deft opponent. Anna was swinging viciously and fiercely with body blows, but each heavy swing was hitting nothing but air. Anna was over committing, often leaving herself off balance, as well as over taxing herself! She shouted out in frustration.
"Stop moving around you snaky... woman!" Anna called out, clearly not able to think of a good insult given her normally pleasant nature. In desperation to try and catch Asp, she launched forwards, her arms opening up before she tried to clasp them around Asp, looking to attempt to lock her into one of her dangerous bearhugs.

[BlackAkuma]

More than anything, Naga recognized the need to stay mobile in this match. She gave her opponents no quarter and kept them from pressing their advantage. Anna’s strength was more brutish and less refined than Naga's, but she was still a powerhouse in her own right. Tia wasn’t quite as quick as herself but was still a reasonably swift opponent. Separated, the two of them would’ve posed little threat, but together, they could overwhelm her, but only if she allowed them to.

So far, she was doing a commendable job of minimizing their strengths and maximizing their weakness, but that tide could change in an instant. Anna came charging out with a full head of steam, swinging with wild abandon. They were clumsy blows, ineffective and cumbersome, but they weren’t lacking for power, and even a glancing shot would’ve been far more than Asp was willing to take. Even so, she stayed close to her opponent as she dodged, deftly weaving her way around every blow. Her movements were precise and timed, her steps were perfect. Asp would be in range, almost inviting Anna to strike, only for her to bend backwards at an impossible angle and let the strike swing past her face.

It was more of a dance than a fight, and one that Anna was ill-equipped for. Sure enough, reason gave way to anger, and the larger woman came forward with arms open, no doubt trying to emulate Naga with a bearhug. But the younger Renaud sister seemed to know there was a time and place to attempt such things with your opponent - and this was most certainly not the time.

Asp waited until the last second, let Anna lunge forward, then fell to the side, scissored her calves as she passed by, and twisted hard to the side, trying to make Anna fall flat on her face with a drop toehold, wanting to lay her out and leave her back exposed.