Post by Boardwalk Angels on Oct 7, 2017 6:51:18 GMT -5
Four beautiful women, a warm October afternoon, a cooler full of refreshments and… the sound of hammers? Only a woman with the coercive abilities of a dominatrix could have two of her closest friends, along with her wife, over to the house for a get-together and have the festivities begin with manual labor. Barring a longer tale upon the reasons why, suffice to say that Katalina’s deep-seated predilections about the not-as-fair gender led to a half-finished project… one that her fellow Horsewomen and lovely wife were now endeavoring to complete out of the goodness (figuratively speaking) of their hearts. To her credit, Joanna Essex was taking to the task well, seeming to get a violent joy out of pounding the metal spikes into place with the heaviest hammer that she could find. Victoria, on the other hand, is leaning toward efficiency; her painstaking attention to detail meshed well with Zoey’s careful touch and, as a result, it looked as though the dock would be finished within a few hours.
Where, then, was Katalina? Seeing to drinks for the three, of course. Her expression betrays concern, however, as though a part of her knows that this wasn’t what the guests had in mind when they agreed to come spend the day. Perhaps that accounts for the brightness of the domina’s smile as she brings the tray over to the others. Zoey acknowledges her arrive with a nod and a gentle smile. Victoria gestures similarly though her smile is far less pronounced. And Joanna? Oh, she looked up for a moment and reached out long enough to grab her glass and down the citrusy contents within before setting it aside and resuming her hammering. Katalina gnaws at her lower lip a little.
Katalina: You all certainly work quickly. It would have taken the previous workers a day to get this far!
More pounding from Joanna and little in the way of retort. Was she swinging the hammer harder now? Her empty glass rattled nearby with every strike before finally tipping onto its side and rolling away a little bit. Zoey’s and Victoria’s eyes met for a moment though it was the latter that spoke up first.
Victoria: And what happened to them, if I may be so bold?
Phrased like a question, but toned as a command, the ice-eyed woman’s question caused Katalina to rub the back of her neck somewhat sheepishly. She’s about to answer when Zoey cuts in instead.
Zoey: A minor misunderstanding and difference in views.
Victoria: Oblique reasoning at best.
Joanna:: She shares your dislike for man children and told them to hit the bricks. Is that close enough, Strife?
Katalina’s jaw goes slack for a moment, not at the use of her old moniker but Joanna’s blunt and accurate retort, and after a sigh she nods a little. Victoria, her attention on her own wife for a moment, turns back to Katalina as Zoey smiles in a conspiratorial way with a small shake of her head.
Victoria: You shooed the drones away before their work was done, bringing us to this point, because you didn’t want to look at them?
They were perceptive sorts, weren’t they? Zoey finishes pounding in the board that Victoria was holding in place, then set her tool down. She took the offered glass of lemonade from a suddenly-contrite Katalina and kissed her cheek… not so much in a reassuring way but in one that clearly said ‘you poor dear’ with no small amount of amused sarcasm. The magician then turns to their guests.
Zoey: Try not to hold it against her, ladies. After all, Katalina is a very fair woman. Why, she’s even set up a little quiet time for the four of us in one of the newer areas of the Dungeon. Tell me… have either of you ever seen a mermaid in the flesh? Or scales?
Joanna seems more surprised than curious, looking between the two. The meaning dawns on Victoria almost immediately, a sinister-looking smile turning up her glossed lips as she tucks a few colored braids behind her ear. Katalina’s eyes are as wide as saucers as she hurriedly whispers something in Zoey’s ear to which Zoey responds, albeit in a tone that’s actually audible.
Zoey: I’m helping, love. You can take your time punishing me later if you want for this, but believe me when I say it is necessary for asking this of them. And me.
Katalina: You said you were happy to help! Fibber!
Zoey: I did. And I am. But you know I’m right in this. Besides...
Something else whispered into Katalina’s ear melts away her reluctance quite a bit, though she still bears a look of slight uncertainty. A smile from Zoey takes care of that, though, as she presses a hammer into Katalina’s hand.
Zoey: Join us, love. The sooner we finish, the sooner the fun starts.
Perhaps anticipation and desire have her. There’s no real way of knowing exactly what Zoey was referring to or what was in store for the domina, but reluctance is soon replaced with eagerness and within moments all four women are polishing off the new dock outside the Star residence. Cutting to a later moment, later in terms of a couple days, some shaky cam footage comes on from behind a door as a familiar voice comes out from the other side of it.
Zoey: That's really what you want, is it? Such a naughty girl. Pun definitely intended.
Zoey giggles but she's not the only one as the door creaks open just a tiny bit more to film Kat bent over and locked in a stockade with the magician holding a paddle. However, Zoey doesn't get a chance to use it as she notices them being filmed and sighs approaching the door.
Zoey: You know that's just for the promo later, not to have fun with.
She says taking the camera as it immediately switches scenes to another closed door. This time with a gentle moan coming out the other end of it. As with before, the door is slowly opened to Kat's office now where the domina has Zoey seated up on her desk where she runs a small ice cube up along her bare leg. Zoey is obviously the one moaning as the camera handler giggles again getting the attention of both Kat and Zoey.
Katalina: You again.
The camera person turns to run still giggling playfully as Kat comes up grabbing hold of them.
Katalina: That's for the promo later. Don't make me replace you with a tri-
Another shift in the scene. This time to a close up of Zoey's hands as she steadies the camera and steps back looking down as she crosses her arms.
Zoey: Well,
Zoey says looking back at her wife.
Zoey: You didn't technically replace the poor dear with a tripod. But—whoa!
The magician quickly moves in when the camera begins to teeter forward. She manages to catch it and laughs bringing it back up focusing beneath it.
Katalina: Camera's not going to fall, love, Claire made that mask specifically for this.
Zoey: Is it too heavy? You need some support?
Zahara coos to the camera operator before looking back over her shoulder holding out an arm.
Zoey: Any chance there's a posture collar nearby?
Katalina: You're coddling her.
Kat says heading to a shelf in the back while Zoey turns back and smiles underneath the camera.
Zoey: She was just curious and having fun. Weren't you?
Zoey soon feels the weight of a posture collar placed in her hand as she brings it around to her front where she can clip it over the operators neck taking a step back.
Zoey: Better? There you go.
Pleased to know the operator will be safe, Zoey joins back with her wife ready to finally begin. Though first, there are some hushed words shared between the two as Kat nods in the end of it.
Katalina: Pet,
Obviously the place to start. However, Kat shakes her head.
Katalina: No, this isn't where I'm going to take things.
Zoey looks at her betrothed a little surprised to hear that but says nothing for the time being.
Katalina: I've spent a long time trying to earn your forgiveness, but you seem to enjoy it more to see me grovel. There's only so many times I can apologize before it becomes too much, Pet. You're not going to be my focus because, unlike yourself, I'm not keen on the idea of bringing our argument to a public setting. So instead, I'm going to talk directly to AJ and try and reason with her.
Kat clears her throat before continuing.
Katalina: Pet is a liar. Not about the things I've done to her, or some of what she says I've done to her. This much I'm sure you already know. But what I do hope you also know is how she's taken to manipulating people.
The domina shakes her head feeling the irony on that one given what she's done in the past herself.
Katalina: AJ, you're simply better than being Pet's lackey in a situation that has far better venues than inside of a ring. This whole situation is beneath you, being put at the end of Pet's leash is beneath you, but it's exactly what's happening. Going through with this is telling Pet you're willing to be put through more and more of whatever she's doing. She will destroy your career with this, mark my words. But if you won't listen to this, if you still feel Pet is just and the only way to make her happy is to have me screaming...then I'll make you work for that. I'll be the competition that reminds you why you're even here in the first place.
Her piece said, Kat steps back graciously allowing Zoey the spotlight.
Zoey: Anya, while I love my wife I can't ignore the things you've done. You've twice interfered in her matches and in this last one you left her humiliated. I understand that there have been problems at the end of your time together, but Kat has done so much for you before then to make your recent actions a huge slap in the face at a time there really shouldn't have been anything.
Zoey pauses to cross her arms over her chest.
Zoey: So while Kat might still look upon you with a slightly sympathetic gaze, I won't. All I'll see is the spoiled brat who's bit every hand that has ever fed her all the while claiming they were treating you unfairly. Because you're a leech, Anya, plain and simple. You drain the time, resources... everything you can from your host and then move onto someone else.
Zoey's expression begins to intensify some.
Zoey: You don't just deserve to be taken over the knee for these actions overall. No, you need to be put down. You need to be shown some humility and if a swift beating is what it's going to take then so be it. Just remember, you're the only one responsible for what's about to come your way.
Furious now, Zoey reaches out pressing a button atop the camera turning the scene to black. It returns moments later for the viewers, but hours later for the Stars. They’ve vacated the Dungeon, returning home and taking up residence in Zoey’s personal office. Katalina, most likely bare save for the white towel draped over her backside, lies face-down on Zoey’s modified massage table. The magician herself stands on the far side of the table, the sleeves of her white peasant blouse rolled up as she puts her oiled hands to work kneading her wife’s body. And from the groans and fluttering of Katalina’s eyes, said touch is quite relaxing.
Not so much so that she cannot address the match a bit further, though in this case she cedes to Zoey. There’s just too much bliss after all.
Zoey: No more breath will be wasted on you, Anya. Not in front of the cameras, not on Twitter, not at LAW #70. My speaking will be done from here on with my hands and feet where you’re concerned. The touch that soothes is but a breath away from the grasp that destroys. You’ll learn just how thin a line that is in a few days.
No smile, no overdone hyperbole; Zoey has made it clear that Anya is on her naughty list… the bad one. However, there’s someone else who needs attention.
Zoey: But you, Amy? You have my attention, too. Whatever the relationship is between you and Anya does not concern me. Your backing her up, bolstering her false courage and accepting her version of the stories swirling about her past… I get it. When you’re close to someone, you’ll put up with a lot for their sake even though part of you might know that it is wrong. Friendship is like that. Love is like that.
Katalina: So true. You wouldn’t believe what I put up with from this one. Why, one night a week or two ago… gah!
A twist of her grip and a little downward pressure on Zoey’s part shuts Katalina down, making her moan out of a mixture of pain and, afterward, satisfaction. Zoey hit just the right spot, smiling down at her wife slightly.
Zoey: Our little secret, kitten. Keep it that way.
Katalina: Meanie...
Zoey: Knew the risks when you married me.
Smiling and nodding, Katalina closes her eyes but remains awake and alert with her remaining senses. Zoey refocuses on the slightly-wavering camera; looks like even the collar isn’t helping much now…
Zoey: Katalina said it proper, though: Pet will be your Achilles’ heel. And a clever adversary will not hesitate to take advantage. We’re in unique positions here, each of us standing side-by-side with those important to us, supporting players in a longstanding drama that needs to come to a definitive end. But it’s a little more interesting than that on my end. I have not forgotten the six-woman tag team match and going round-and-round with you. Your team came out on the winning side and kudos are due for that. I said when it happened that I wanted another go at you and now I’m getting it. And that belt around your waist? I’m looking at that, too.
A surprising thing to know, considering Zoey is already a champion. Is the Magical Maiden getting greedy?! That’s not ladylike!
Zoey: It has nothing to do with this fight. But next time it just might. LAW #70 is about shutting the book on Anya’s strife with Katalina and if I can make my intentions clear physically against you, so much the better. You’re the one to worry about for me… not Anya. A flip and a twist from me and she’ll scream louder than any dungeon implement could make her. You ,on the other hand, are a mountain in need of conquering. And I’m feeling bold. So we’ll see you Sunday, Amy Jo… you AND the malcontent.”
Katalina opens her eyes long enough to gaze into the camera along with Zoey before reaching out, somewhat reluctantly given her state of comfort and bliss, to shut off the camera.
Where, then, was Katalina? Seeing to drinks for the three, of course. Her expression betrays concern, however, as though a part of her knows that this wasn’t what the guests had in mind when they agreed to come spend the day. Perhaps that accounts for the brightness of the domina’s smile as she brings the tray over to the others. Zoey acknowledges her arrive with a nod and a gentle smile. Victoria gestures similarly though her smile is far less pronounced. And Joanna? Oh, she looked up for a moment and reached out long enough to grab her glass and down the citrusy contents within before setting it aside and resuming her hammering. Katalina gnaws at her lower lip a little.
Katalina: You all certainly work quickly. It would have taken the previous workers a day to get this far!
More pounding from Joanna and little in the way of retort. Was she swinging the hammer harder now? Her empty glass rattled nearby with every strike before finally tipping onto its side and rolling away a little bit. Zoey’s and Victoria’s eyes met for a moment though it was the latter that spoke up first.
Victoria: And what happened to them, if I may be so bold?
Phrased like a question, but toned as a command, the ice-eyed woman’s question caused Katalina to rub the back of her neck somewhat sheepishly. She’s about to answer when Zoey cuts in instead.
Zoey: A minor misunderstanding and difference in views.
Victoria: Oblique reasoning at best.
Joanna:: She shares your dislike for man children and told them to hit the bricks. Is that close enough, Strife?
Katalina’s jaw goes slack for a moment, not at the use of her old moniker but Joanna’s blunt and accurate retort, and after a sigh she nods a little. Victoria, her attention on her own wife for a moment, turns back to Katalina as Zoey smiles in a conspiratorial way with a small shake of her head.
Victoria: You shooed the drones away before their work was done, bringing us to this point, because you didn’t want to look at them?
They were perceptive sorts, weren’t they? Zoey finishes pounding in the board that Victoria was holding in place, then set her tool down. She took the offered glass of lemonade from a suddenly-contrite Katalina and kissed her cheek… not so much in a reassuring way but in one that clearly said ‘you poor dear’ with no small amount of amused sarcasm. The magician then turns to their guests.
Zoey: Try not to hold it against her, ladies. After all, Katalina is a very fair woman. Why, she’s even set up a little quiet time for the four of us in one of the newer areas of the Dungeon. Tell me… have either of you ever seen a mermaid in the flesh? Or scales?
Joanna seems more surprised than curious, looking between the two. The meaning dawns on Victoria almost immediately, a sinister-looking smile turning up her glossed lips as she tucks a few colored braids behind her ear. Katalina’s eyes are as wide as saucers as she hurriedly whispers something in Zoey’s ear to which Zoey responds, albeit in a tone that’s actually audible.
Zoey: I’m helping, love. You can take your time punishing me later if you want for this, but believe me when I say it is necessary for asking this of them. And me.
Katalina: You said you were happy to help! Fibber!
Zoey: I did. And I am. But you know I’m right in this. Besides...
Something else whispered into Katalina’s ear melts away her reluctance quite a bit, though she still bears a look of slight uncertainty. A smile from Zoey takes care of that, though, as she presses a hammer into Katalina’s hand.
Zoey: Join us, love. The sooner we finish, the sooner the fun starts.
Perhaps anticipation and desire have her. There’s no real way of knowing exactly what Zoey was referring to or what was in store for the domina, but reluctance is soon replaced with eagerness and within moments all four women are polishing off the new dock outside the Star residence. Cutting to a later moment, later in terms of a couple days, some shaky cam footage comes on from behind a door as a familiar voice comes out from the other side of it.
Zoey: That's really what you want, is it? Such a naughty girl. Pun definitely intended.
Zoey giggles but she's not the only one as the door creaks open just a tiny bit more to film Kat bent over and locked in a stockade with the magician holding a paddle. However, Zoey doesn't get a chance to use it as she notices them being filmed and sighs approaching the door.
Zoey: You know that's just for the promo later, not to have fun with.
She says taking the camera as it immediately switches scenes to another closed door. This time with a gentle moan coming out the other end of it. As with before, the door is slowly opened to Kat's office now where the domina has Zoey seated up on her desk where she runs a small ice cube up along her bare leg. Zoey is obviously the one moaning as the camera handler giggles again getting the attention of both Kat and Zoey.
Katalina: You again.
The camera person turns to run still giggling playfully as Kat comes up grabbing hold of them.
Katalina: That's for the promo later. Don't make me replace you with a tri-
Another shift in the scene. This time to a close up of Zoey's hands as she steadies the camera and steps back looking down as she crosses her arms.
Zoey: Well,
Zoey says looking back at her wife.
Zoey: You didn't technically replace the poor dear with a tripod. But—whoa!
The magician quickly moves in when the camera begins to teeter forward. She manages to catch it and laughs bringing it back up focusing beneath it.
Katalina: Camera's not going to fall, love, Claire made that mask specifically for this.
Zoey: Is it too heavy? You need some support?
Zahara coos to the camera operator before looking back over her shoulder holding out an arm.
Zoey: Any chance there's a posture collar nearby?
Katalina: You're coddling her.
Kat says heading to a shelf in the back while Zoey turns back and smiles underneath the camera.
Zoey: She was just curious and having fun. Weren't you?
Zoey soon feels the weight of a posture collar placed in her hand as she brings it around to her front where she can clip it over the operators neck taking a step back.
Zoey: Better? There you go.
Pleased to know the operator will be safe, Zoey joins back with her wife ready to finally begin. Though first, there are some hushed words shared between the two as Kat nods in the end of it.
Katalina: Pet,
Obviously the place to start. However, Kat shakes her head.
Katalina: No, this isn't where I'm going to take things.
Zoey looks at her betrothed a little surprised to hear that but says nothing for the time being.
Katalina: I've spent a long time trying to earn your forgiveness, but you seem to enjoy it more to see me grovel. There's only so many times I can apologize before it becomes too much, Pet. You're not going to be my focus because, unlike yourself, I'm not keen on the idea of bringing our argument to a public setting. So instead, I'm going to talk directly to AJ and try and reason with her.
Kat clears her throat before continuing.
Katalina: Pet is a liar. Not about the things I've done to her, or some of what she says I've done to her. This much I'm sure you already know. But what I do hope you also know is how she's taken to manipulating people.
The domina shakes her head feeling the irony on that one given what she's done in the past herself.
Katalina: AJ, you're simply better than being Pet's lackey in a situation that has far better venues than inside of a ring. This whole situation is beneath you, being put at the end of Pet's leash is beneath you, but it's exactly what's happening. Going through with this is telling Pet you're willing to be put through more and more of whatever she's doing. She will destroy your career with this, mark my words. But if you won't listen to this, if you still feel Pet is just and the only way to make her happy is to have me screaming...then I'll make you work for that. I'll be the competition that reminds you why you're even here in the first place.
Her piece said, Kat steps back graciously allowing Zoey the spotlight.
Zoey: Anya, while I love my wife I can't ignore the things you've done. You've twice interfered in her matches and in this last one you left her humiliated. I understand that there have been problems at the end of your time together, but Kat has done so much for you before then to make your recent actions a huge slap in the face at a time there really shouldn't have been anything.
Zoey pauses to cross her arms over her chest.
Zoey: So while Kat might still look upon you with a slightly sympathetic gaze, I won't. All I'll see is the spoiled brat who's bit every hand that has ever fed her all the while claiming they were treating you unfairly. Because you're a leech, Anya, plain and simple. You drain the time, resources... everything you can from your host and then move onto someone else.
Zoey's expression begins to intensify some.
Zoey: You don't just deserve to be taken over the knee for these actions overall. No, you need to be put down. You need to be shown some humility and if a swift beating is what it's going to take then so be it. Just remember, you're the only one responsible for what's about to come your way.
Furious now, Zoey reaches out pressing a button atop the camera turning the scene to black. It returns moments later for the viewers, but hours later for the Stars. They’ve vacated the Dungeon, returning home and taking up residence in Zoey’s personal office. Katalina, most likely bare save for the white towel draped over her backside, lies face-down on Zoey’s modified massage table. The magician herself stands on the far side of the table, the sleeves of her white peasant blouse rolled up as she puts her oiled hands to work kneading her wife’s body. And from the groans and fluttering of Katalina’s eyes, said touch is quite relaxing.
Not so much so that she cannot address the match a bit further, though in this case she cedes to Zoey. There’s just too much bliss after all.
Zoey: No more breath will be wasted on you, Anya. Not in front of the cameras, not on Twitter, not at LAW #70. My speaking will be done from here on with my hands and feet where you’re concerned. The touch that soothes is but a breath away from the grasp that destroys. You’ll learn just how thin a line that is in a few days.
No smile, no overdone hyperbole; Zoey has made it clear that Anya is on her naughty list… the bad one. However, there’s someone else who needs attention.
Zoey: But you, Amy? You have my attention, too. Whatever the relationship is between you and Anya does not concern me. Your backing her up, bolstering her false courage and accepting her version of the stories swirling about her past… I get it. When you’re close to someone, you’ll put up with a lot for their sake even though part of you might know that it is wrong. Friendship is like that. Love is like that.
Katalina: So true. You wouldn’t believe what I put up with from this one. Why, one night a week or two ago… gah!
A twist of her grip and a little downward pressure on Zoey’s part shuts Katalina down, making her moan out of a mixture of pain and, afterward, satisfaction. Zoey hit just the right spot, smiling down at her wife slightly.
Zoey: Our little secret, kitten. Keep it that way.
Katalina: Meanie...
Zoey: Knew the risks when you married me.
Smiling and nodding, Katalina closes her eyes but remains awake and alert with her remaining senses. Zoey refocuses on the slightly-wavering camera; looks like even the collar isn’t helping much now…
Zoey: Katalina said it proper, though: Pet will be your Achilles’ heel. And a clever adversary will not hesitate to take advantage. We’re in unique positions here, each of us standing side-by-side with those important to us, supporting players in a longstanding drama that needs to come to a definitive end. But it’s a little more interesting than that on my end. I have not forgotten the six-woman tag team match and going round-and-round with you. Your team came out on the winning side and kudos are due for that. I said when it happened that I wanted another go at you and now I’m getting it. And that belt around your waist? I’m looking at that, too.
A surprising thing to know, considering Zoey is already a champion. Is the Magical Maiden getting greedy?! That’s not ladylike!
Zoey: It has nothing to do with this fight. But next time it just might. LAW #70 is about shutting the book on Anya’s strife with Katalina and if I can make my intentions clear physically against you, so much the better. You’re the one to worry about for me… not Anya. A flip and a twist from me and she’ll scream louder than any dungeon implement could make her. You ,on the other hand, are a mountain in need of conquering. And I’m feeling bold. So we’ll see you Sunday, Amy Jo… you AND the malcontent.”
Katalina opens her eyes long enough to gaze into the camera along with Zoey before reaching out, somewhat reluctantly given her state of comfort and bliss, to shut off the camera.