Pain is close to pleasure, even for the Dream?(Natalia)

“Nothing? You got nothing expect tears?”
not exactly a testament of Natalia having missed her much, but better than probably insults and mockery like she had subjected Natalia with as she realized by then. It was hard for he to find a fair standard dealing with her former friend, but fairness wasn't her best Quality to begin with, having never learned to be fair from well meaning parents.

Natalia's body showed more of her feelings for Anja than her mouth did, at least she was still turned on by her. And why not? Fighting Society Anja had only functioned when not in the company of the other prisoners, with Natalia and the other girls her only place to go and be herself for a short while. Present Anja was fully aware of the beauty of her body and felt like it, not just getting drilled to feel it.
“...Brings back memories. Hm...”
her cracked smile had completely vanished and left space for her normal smile. There seemed to be no urgent danger coming from Natalia, and that was a thing she was really glad for.

Then the natural flow of combat got hold of her while Natalia bucked her off and took top position by herself. Anja knew Natalia for too long to think that she could hold her on the ground forever, especially when she didn't pay attention to keep her down with full force like when she had looked at the invitations.
“Uuhhnn!”
it was no rough ride as she was the bottom now while Natalia took her place, the floor clad with satin and build to compliment the feet offered less opportunity to get injured than falling into a pillow. She wanted to start to fight her way back to the top as soon as possible, but one of Natalia's tears fell down upon her and pacified her effortlessly, causing her eyes to grow big for a moment.
“What does that mean?”
Anja knew well what it meant to be the bottom, but Natalia wasn't stupid anyway and would know that.

"It means I'm going to fuck you if you give me trouble..." Natalia said with a smile as she secured her position over Anja, straddling the girl and pressing her crotch on the blonde's belly, Natalia felt her pussy throbbing and couldn't resist the urge to rub her mound softly in Anja's abs. How much she had missed her old friends touch. The Dream then grabbed Anja's wrists to try to pin them above the blonde's head and leaned forward, looking deep into Anja's eyes. It felt so good to be on top of Anja, despite the situation Natalia could prevent her nipples from hardening making little tents on her catsuit.

"Look... I know you are confused, so am I..." the dark haired beauty began saying. "And I perfectly understand if you hate me...after all that has happened..." she added with a sad look on her lovely and now tearful blue eyes. "...but this isn't the time to fight. Someone lured us here and used us as bait for the other..." Natalia explained as she raised her head a little to look around.

"I want to find out who sent those notes..." Natalia said, still holding Anja firmly. "After that...if you want...we can settle things between us...anyway you want..." she added with a stern look on her face.

Natalia would then let go Anja's arms to grab the blonde's hair firmly with both hands. How she enjoyed yanking that lovely golden mane! Stepping off Anja, The Dream got back to her feet, pulling Anja's hair to try to make the sexy German girl stand up, and then she leaned against Anja, giving her a kiss on the cheek, catching the corner of Anja's lips. "I missed you." she said softly with a lot of sadness in her voice.

Natalia then let Anja go and moved to the entrance of the private room, pushing the curtain aside she looked at both sides of the corridor only to notice a shadowy silhouette dissappearing thru what seemed to be a service door. "Damn it!" Natalia yelled as she began to run towards the door.

“I'm trouble incarnated. You should know best.”
Anja instantly replied by instinct after Natalia issued her *thread*, gritting her teeth after saying it. It was just like some years ago. Sleeping had been kind of dangerous, seeking a sleeping place far from the other girls was forbidden to encourage the girls to *practice* and could always end up with getting literally fucked up. But it was a dangerous game for the attacker too, if you failed to overpower your victim you were her plaything instead of otherwise.

Natalia grabbed her wrists and met stiff resistance from the Blonde in the beginning, but that gradually degraded as longer as the Dream rubbed her mound in Anja's abs and the closer she came to her face. A long shiver rippled over her when they were face to face, her own face relaxing a bit after seeing that Natalia's body wasn't cold and just tried to set her up as her paranoia silently whispered into her brain.

“Sounds...fair.”
Natalia looked so sad at her that Anja had some trouble keeping up her firm believe that Natalia had just let her hang out to dry while she had lived the good life and even got to be a wrestling superstar who had made a talent into a profession. And her voice, usually hardened by talking to thugs, strip club owners and trash talking, paid testament to that as it was softer and more open.

Natalia temporarily released her then, but followed up with grabbing her at the hair and pulled her up, leaving her few choices but to stand up.
“...Uuhh...”
a hissing moan escaped her mouth after standing, with a light expression of pain on the face after being pulled at the hair. Natalia still definitely got it and could surely drove her nuts in a few minutes. But the sweet torment didn't end at this point, as Natalia kissed her gently and threw her into a state of turmoil with her confession of missing her.
“...I...”
Anja wanted to say that she had missed her too while she had strolled around the world, bouncing from place to place, on the run from someone she didn't even know if he or she was there. Until today. But she was saved by the bell as Natalia seemed to have spotted someone or something. She gathered her senses and picked up the photo, stuffing it under her shirt again while diving through the marbel curtain to follow Natalia.
“What you've seen?”

"Someone sneaked in here...I bet they were spying us..." Natalia said reaching for said door and twisting the knob to try opening it. "It is closed..." she announced frustrated. The Dream then took a step back and seized the door. It didn't looked particularly sturdy and with everything that had happened tonight Natalia really felt like hitting someone...or something.

The Dream gave the door a brutal stomp kick, putting all her weight behind it and with a loud crack it opened, letting the two girls see the interior of what appeared to be a janitors' room.

"What the heck?!?" Natalia exclaimed entering the room to find there was nobody there. "I swear I saw someone sneak in here..." she whined as she looked around but there was no way out of this room save for the broken door from which Natalia had entered.

"Wait..." The Dream suddenly said as she noticed a not so small opening high in the wall leading to a ventilation duct. Natalia climbed a couple of box and soon realized that the grid covering it was lose. Natalia had no problem moving the grid to the side and stared to climb, trying to slide herself into the ventilation duct. "Give me a hand here, Anja..."

Before adjusting to her current life, sitting in a dirty cellar while it was freezing cold and grabbing her knees for some warmth until her makeshift fireplace started to get some warmth to her, only her trusted toy-crow beside her, Anja had often questioned herself if she didn't ruin her life on purpose while running away from a foe she didn't even know if it existed anymore. It had still sometimes shown on the horizon after she got better in surviving and haggling with her assets, but this day proved to her that she had been right all along. Causing her to flash a determined red color on the face.

More than willing to believe Natalia that someone had spied on them, she went along and watched the Dream kick the door in, even helped in bending it's remains aside to better enter the room. Natalia still packed that overwhelming power which was only outdrawn by her presence, and she couldn't resist a small smile creeping on her face. She put her arms together under the ass cheeks of Natalia after she had climbed the boxes too and helped her reach up for the ventilation system.
“Watch out for screws and sharpened corners.”
Anja had crawled a lot of ventilation shafts in the last years and knew how nasty they could be.

While Natalia was climbing on, one of her hands already reached up for her to draw her into the ventilation system too, but the other hand hesitated to trust until Natalia would turn around probably try to help her up. It was just a small thing, with some real determination she could have reached the ventilation system alone.
“Don't...don't leave me...hanging.”
she wanted to also add again to her sentence, but it wouldn't come her over the lips.

Natalia couldn't help but blush a little when she felt Anja's hands grabbing her ass and pushing her. She couldn't complain, the blonde had did exactly what she had asked, but it still felt like Anja had taken the chance to grope her.

The shaft wasn't big enough for Natalia to turn around, but hearing the desperation in Anja's voice, the dark-haired cutie rolled her body to lay on her back and reach with her hands for Anja, helping her to climb up. Once Anja was in the shaft, Natalia rolled up again to get on her fours, taking the chance to give Anja's head a teasing butt bump, before she continued crawling along the shaft.

"Come on Anja, hurry... I know there is someone in here!" Natalia said as she moved like a cat in the ventilation ducts. As they moved away from the entrance the darkness became prevalent and soon Natalia had to crawl without seeing a thing. Guided only by her hands and her ears, her movement became considerably slower and she finally came to a stop when she reached a spot where the 'road' split left and right.

Natalia turned around and helped her get into the ventilation shaft, although it was very small to get in. Although they hadn't sorted anything out by now, that kind of gave Anja a hint of the feeling of some of the good times back she shared with the Dream. And groping her behind was next in line to solidify that feeling, but revenge quickly showed it's sweet answer as Natalia used one of her sharpest weapons on her face, resulting in a short rush of sensation for her, which mixed to a delicious cocktail with the adrenalin she was practically sweating out with the new direction in discovering some details of the past they were taking.
“Right behind you.”

Anja couldn't see any better than Natalia and had to rely on motions and sounds made before her and as Natalia stopped after getting slower, she would have nearly tumbled into her. Her hands were seeking after Natalia in the darkness to get some orientation and found them after touching her wades.
“What's going on?”
she whispered, staring into the darkness in the fruitless try to see something. Too bad she hadn't her flashlight with her, but bringing her burglary tool kit to a club had sounded even strange to her.
“Wait! Take my lighter.”
although she didn't smoke she had one. A lighter was a good for socialization, and she had needed to make a start most of the time with a bouncer to get even the chance to speak to a club manager, pretty look alone didn't open all the doors. She grabbed her current lighter out of a inner pocket of her jacket and tried to place it into the hands of Natalia. The small ventilation shaft made it easy to confuse body parts, so she wasn't sure what she touched with her hand.
“Eh...ups! An..hehe...accident. It's so dark in here, I can hardly see my own hand."”
she apologized with a small giggle and an impish voice.

"accident? yeah..right..." Natalia said as she finally found Anja´s hand and took the lighter, not before having her ass and pussy all groped over, which made The Dream more than just a little aroused and bothered. "I know you have the hots for me Anja... just control yourself... I´ll fuck your brains out later..." the dark haired cutie teased. The way Anja talked, and touched her, made Natalia assume that her blonde rival at least didn't outright hated her as she feared. Natalia used the lighter to illuminated the ventilation shaft, but seeing the ducts didn't helped her much to determine what way to take...until she noticed that there was what seemed to be tracks of removed dust on the left path.

"...this way..." she said as she began to crawl again. She couldn't keep the lighter on for much and soon they were once again engulfed by the darkness but at least now they were following a straight path. Said path ended abruptly against a wall, with a grille underneath. Natalia pushed the grid and it easily fell down with a loud metallic clang that echoed thru the room below. "Ok... lets go down." Natalia said taking a deep breath as she slid herself down the opened hole and dropped down into a dark room. Natalia took a few steps forward and used the lighter again to illuminate the place.

"wow" Natalia exclaimed as she saw what was without doubt a sort of small private coliseum. There was a tiny pit in the middle surrounded by luxurious chairs and tables for what would surely be the spectators. Natalia approached the pit slowly, lighting up some candles in the tables with the lighter. This looked familiar, too familiar and immediately brought back memories to the blue-eyed cutie that she would have preferred to be left forgotten. "Say, Anja... does this looks familiar to you?" she said feeling a horrible pain and apprehension on her chest and tummy as if some invisible hand was squeezing her guts. It was too much for one night.

“Prominent Burglars Rule: Don't climb first into a dark shaft. Gets you hurt fingers, getting stuck. Or in your case, be an easy picking.”
Anja didn't even know by herself if she hated the girl who crawled before her. There had been times when Natalia had been her only friend and probably prevented her from just let go of everything and vanish, like some of the other girls who couldn't cut the standard of the trainers. Cerberus, the alpha male of the pack of Doberman Pinschers the mistress of masks let stroll in safety zones around her villa, had been 100 pounds of pure viciousness and Anja had no doubt that this machine had been out there to hunt and kill the unable fighters with his pack for the amusement of their mistress, even if there was no proof for that. Cerberus had also sired hundreds of puppies over the years and one of his offspring probably could have inherited his qualities in Anja's eyes. To this day she couldn't stand beside a big dog, not to speak of a Doberman.

*Everything is so damn confusing!*
it was right now really nice to talk to Natalia again, the smack talk, the little teasing, touching her. But the final kept being the final and still stood between them. She was taken out of her little thinking process when Natalia decided a route to go.
“Must have been a pro who scouted us. Then ventilation shaft is a planned escape route, he or she just missed the time to put the screws at the ends right in. Or a club insider.”
maybe the whole club was a trap? That was kind of absurd, but being paranoid had never been a big problem for her.

But the worst was still to come as she entered the little arena shortly after Natalia, eyes wide open at the scenery which unfolded right before them.
“...Yes...familiar...”
the former pit fighter was just one step away from snapping and only the lack of spectators and lights prevented her from demolishing the furniture as she descended into the darkness of the room and was illuminated by the candles, now with a rather hollow look in her eyes.
“It's all there. Yours was sitting right here, mine over there. Small..dark arena with classy furniture. Total their style.”
her hands were clawed into two of the chairs of the lounge for the trainers, but her gaze went back to Natalia.
“How is that...possible? My mistress was most likely shot, yours spends the rest of her miserable life in prison after they arrested her.”
although she was not sure about the last part. She hadn't been there as the final in the arena came to an end. But if the Mistress of Mask made her temporary escape, the more stable Mistress M could have also accomplished that.
“Or not?”

A large screen in one of the walls burst to live as Anja made another step to the right, touching the field of a movement sensor, showing the backside of an armchair.

Natalia held her breath as the huge screen bursted into life showing the backside of an armchair, that began to turn around so slowly that The Dream felt her heart was going to explode by how hard it beat inside her chest with anticipation. The dark haired cutie took a few steps towards the screen, her fist closed so tightly with apprehension that her knuckles were turning white while she shivered.

The club, the mysterious letter, using Anja as bait, it all stink so much to the kind of stuff Natalia's former Mistress would do that The Dream thought her worse fears had materialized and Miss M had come back for her...and Anja. Yet when the chair turned fully and its occupant was revealed it runed out not to be Miss M, nor The Mistress of Masks...or anyone related.



"Hello, dear child! Welcome to my home..." the image in the screen spoke with a rather cheerful tone while she played with a riding crop. "It is truly a pleasure to have you here..."

Natalia blinked confused. This woman seemed somewhat familiar, yet Natalia couldn't remember from where she knew her. The Dream let out a sigh of relief, even with the mysterious tone and dominatrix look, the dark haired beauty didn't felt that this woman was a threat.

"Who is that?" Natalia asked Anja, but apparently the woman in the screen was in a live recording and somehow able to hear them as she immediately answered The Dream's question.

"I am Geraldine. Geraldine Ling Zhou Worthington. But you may call me Miss Ling." the woman said with a sly smile. "You may not remember me...Anja...Natalia..." she said turning to look directly at each of the girls while saying their names. "You were...so young..." Miss Ling ended with a strange nostalgic tone.

Natalia took a couple of steps back and began to look around. The fact that this Miss Ling knew both her and Anja could only mean she knew about their past and that made The Dream very nervous.

"Relax Natalia, sweetie. I'm not your enemy. Quite the contrary." Geraldine spoke throught the screen noticing Natalia's worries. "I am one of you..." Miss Ling said suddenly leaving her cheerful stance to take a more sober almost sad one. "I was too a fighting slave for the Circle of Dragons..."

"The Circle..." Natalia repeated. The sole mention of that name send chills down The Dream's spine. The Circle of Dragons was how Miss M and her accomplices called themselves; a shadowy underground organization dedicated to the illegal fights business, between young beautiful enslaved girls...among other things.

"I was there when they first brought you, Natalia...Anja" Geraldine said with almost a tender tone. The Dream nodded, as she now began to remember meting an older girl named Geraldine among Miss M slave-fighters, she could very well be this woman. "I know what you been through.I myself went through the same...although I was lucky enough to escape from The Circle before they decided to eliminate me." Geraldine said not without a hint of pride in her words.

"Since then I have dedicated my life to try and bring those monster to justice..." Geraldine said with a little too much dramatic heroism imprinted in her words. "And I almost succeeded...that night...when you two fought...Here."

"Yet...some escape..." Miss Ling added with a grim tone. "And they are still on the prowl...way closer than you think. You have become too famous for your own good...The Dream... " Geraldine said with a mocking smile.

Hearing that made Natalia react part from annoyance and part for the fear the idea that Miss M could be prowling close to her brought.

"Cut the chatter and tell us why you brought us here!!" The Dream yelled.

"Patience...Patience...my dear Natalia." Miss Ling said with a smile. "You won't get anywhere if you hurry up. As for what you were brought here, the reason is twofold. First... I brought you here for your own protection. Second... I brought you here to use you as bait." Miss Ling said showing one then two partially gloved fingers.

"You are being stalked by one of Miss M's minions. I was hoping to capture her here...but she has unfortunately managed to escape..." Miss Ling said hitting her own hand with the riding crop, clearly angered by the outcome. "Let me show you..." she said and pushing a button on her chair the image on the screen changed to what seemed to be a surveillance camera.

Taken from the ceiling the film showed half a dozen of heavy built bodyguards trying to take down a dark skinned white haired girl, who proceed to beat them brutally, snapping a few bones and spilling more blood that it was necesary. After dispatching the security guards, the girl turned around to face the camera, showing the eyepatch covering her right eye while she performed a 'slit-throat' motion, to then dissappear through a door.



"...Asura..." Natalia whispered with a dead faint tone.