Baroness' same old tricks

Barbara kept on squashing Baroness against the ropes, the champ gagging as she was choked out. Her maids came to the ring beside her face, emptying a small box behind her head. The next time Barb’s ass slammed down, it was stabbed with a number of thumbtacks

Barb howled and leapt off of Baroness, wincing painfully and pulling the sharp instruments out of her muscled backside. “You cheating scoundrel!” she spat.

Baroness’ maids helped her to her feet as she caught her breath. “You simpleton. This is my league now, my rules. And my maids have been at my side so long that they’re practically a part of my body. Isn’t that right, ladies?”
“Yes, mistress Winters,” the maids replied quickly.

Barb got the final tacks at last. “Well my might is enough to overcome your…”
She stood up just as Baroness charged her, creaming her over the head with her scepter. “Impudent savage! It’s time I taught you what real power is!”