ASLAUG THE NORSE SOCIAL WORKER BEATS A CHILD ABUSER
by Hamlet



The ringing of the telephone snapped Aslaug Vangsness out of her concentration
at her offices at Nottinghamshire Social Services at Loxley House Station St
Nottingham.

She had only worked in the UK for six months Previously she had worked as a
member of the Royal Carers Corps (Reginas Umoonnunaraddilar Korps) the
equivalent of social workers in her home city of Pedersborg in her Nation of
Norseland

She was now working the usual type of cases that social workers handle. As she
came to attention and answered the phone, an angry look crossed her face. An
eleven-year-old boy, Richard Keating was in the hospital emergency room. This
was the third time in a month that he had 'fallen down the stairs' and hurt
himself. The paediatrician who saw him told Aslaug that he thought that
Richard had been beaten. His stepmother had brought him in. His father had
left for work.

Aslaug immediately got in her car and drove to the QMC hospital. She first met
with the paediatrician. He showed Richard's record to her. It was not a pretty
picture. His father Roland had divorced his mother three years before. He had
obtained custody of Richard. Shortly after the divorce he had married his
girlfriend Linda, an aerobics instructor and part-time dancer.

They had started to ignore the boy. Later, they had begun to resent him. They
had wanted to be alone, party, and travel and he was in the way of their
enjoyment. The doctor suspected that both parents had taken out their
frustrations on Richard. In the last two years the trips to the emergency room
had become increasingly frequent, and the injuries more severe. The doctor
wanted Aslaug to have Richard taken from Roland, his father, and Linda before
he was severely injured.

The young paediatrician was vitally interested in the case, but he had a hard
time concentrating with Aslaug standing next to him. With her long blonde hair
and sparkling blue eyes, he found her extremely attractive. her strong jawline
probably made her to be considered uniquely beautiful, while her looks and her
bubbling personality had captivated him. His eyes ran down from her face to
the rest of her muscular leather clad body.

She was very tall like all Norselandic women, only about six foot six inches
much taller than him. She was wearing a leather suit always, and her tanned
shoulders seemed to be wider than normal even without shoulder pads. The cut
of the suit showed off her huge waist. Her leather clad legs were magnificent
he thought. Too muscular for some people, but the doctor an athlete himself,
thought they were perfect. He did a double take however when he saw her arm
bend as she reached for Richard's chart. Her massive biceps appeared to
totally fill the sleeve of the suit.

"My kind of woman," he said to himself. "I'll bet she was an athlete in
school. back in Norseland Just look at that body on her, and those muscles
look so good!"

After reviewing the history of the case Aslaug agreed with the doctor. She
went in to interview Richard while his stepmother was in the waiting room.
Richard finally broke down and told Aslaug everything. About the withholding
of food, the constant verbal abuse, and finally the beatings which were
becoming routine.

Aslaug left to get a Court Order to remove Richard from the custody of Roland
and Linda. She had discovered why they kept him even though it was obvious
they resented him.

Richard's maternal grandmother had died a little over two years ago. She had
left Richard a significant amount of money in a trust fund. The custodial
parent controlled the income from the trust. That money was more than Roland's
income. It was supposed to be spent to take care of Richard, but it was
apparent that Roland and Linda were spending it on themselves. To lose custody
of Richard would essentially kill their cash source.

The next afternoon, Aslaug drove to the Keating house in a village called
Blidworth 12 miles north east of Nottingham near Sherwood Forest to pick up
Richard. She had been successful in obtaining all the proper documentation
with the evidence that she had presented.

She was met at the door by Linda. Linda was dressed to go to her aerobics
class. A blue leotard that left nothing to the imagination showed off her
body. She had long dark hair and was shorter than Aslaug by three inches. Her
stomach looked flat and

hard. Her arms looked vascular and defined, and her legs were slender but firm
muscle could be seen.

She sneered at Aslaug when she opened the door. Aslaug wasted no time in
explaining exactly what was going to happen. She wanted Richard and some of
his clothes. She would return later to pick up the rest of his things. Linda
could see the pound signs floating out the door with Aslaug. She decided that
the old saying that possession is nine tenths of the law might apply here. If
she let Richard leave the money would be stopped

"You are not taking the little brat anywhere." Linda spat at Aslaug. "He is
going to be here when his father gets home."

Aslaug had seen enough, "If you won't cooperate, I will get his things
myself."

With that she started for Richard's room.

Linda grabbed her arm and said, "Where do you think you're going. The street
is this way." She was pointing to the door.

"Don't you ever put your hands on me again," Aslaug said to Linda.

"I'll put my hands anywhere I damn well please. Now get out of my house you

sorry-assed foreign bitch."

Aslaug replied, "Just as soon as I have Richard and his possessions."

Linda was getting angrier, "If you don't get out, I will throw you out!"

With that she took hold of Aslaug's shoulder.

Aslaug shoved her away, "That's the last time I'm going to tell you to keep
your hands off me."

Linda was steaming, "I'm going to kick your fat foreign ass out of here" she
snarled at Aslaug.

"I would be careful if I were you. I might be a lot tougher to beat up than an
eleven-year-old boy. I don't want to fight you. I just want to exercise this
Court Order. But I want to give you fair warning. If you try to stop me, I
will fight you, and then I will hurt you, so stand back and let us leave in
peace."

Linda had been taking box-aerobics and worked out some on the heavy bag. She
had beaten up one of the dancers at the club where she worked part time,
giving her a black eye and a bloody nose before the other girl quit in tears.
This gave her a tremendous sense of confidence.

GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW YOU FOREIGN COW!!

"I'm tired of all this talk," she shouted and threw a punch with her right
hand at Aslaug's jaw. The punch landed with a loud crack. Aslaug was not
expecting the blow and staggered back. Linda followed up by driving a kick
with her right foot right between Aslaug's legs. Aslaug dropped to the floor,
stunned, and in pain.

"I'm going to fuck you up," Linda told Aslaug as she started to kick her in
the ribs. Three times she drove her foot into Aslaug's ribs.

Finally, Aslaug was able to roll away behind a chair. Linda pursued her. She
reached down and grabbed Aslaug by her long blonde hair. As she tried to drag
Aslaug to her feet, she said, "Jeez, you're heavy. You're ever fatter than I
thought. Get ready to take your pounding, fat girl."

While she was talking, Aslaug due to her superb physical condition was quickly
recovering from Linda's initial sneak attack. Linda cocked her fist and fired
a punch to Aslaug's stomach. Aslaug anticipated it and tensed her strong abs.
The punch just seemed to bounce off Aslaug. Linda had released her expecting
Aslaug to fold up and go down from her belly punch. Aslaug backed away to take
a few more precious seconds to completely recover.

Linda didn't know it at the time, but she had just landed her last punch of
the fight. She launched herself at her foe, but this time Aslaug was ready.
Linda was met by a hard fist smashing straight into her right eye. She stopped
dead in her tracks. Even though Aslaug couldn't get her weight into the punch
just the power from her shoulder and arm were enough to hurt Linda.

Pain shot through the right side of Linda's face as she stopped and put her
hands up to her eye. She had never really been hit before, and that sharp,
sudden pain was unexpected. Aslaug followed up by driving her right fist
blasting into Linda's tight stomach. "Pretty firm, but I can break it down,"
Aslaug said to herself in Norselandic.

"Ganske fast, men jeg kan bryte det ned"

Even though she was in very good shape, Linda felt the punch. As her hands
came away from her face, Aslaug's left fist thudded into that same eye again.
Now it started to swell and bruise. Linda again tried to relieve the pain by
placing her hands over the eye. Aslaug set her feet and this time got her
weight behind a ripping uppercut to that flat stomach. This time she felt a
little give as her fist landed.

Twice more Aslaug drove that fist powered by her awesome biceps into Linda's
gut. Each time her fist seemed to get a bit more penetration.

Linda made one last try to get back into the fight. She tried to drive her
knee straight up into Aslaug's crotch. This time Aslaug saw it coming and
turned to take the knee on her big thigh. It hurt, but not like it would if
the knee had hit the intended target.

Aslaug returned to her task of breaking down the muscular stomach of Linda.
Her hard-right fist slammed into it again and again. After four more vicious
smashes, she felt the musculature start to give. Linda dropped her hands and
arms to cover her stomach, leaving her face wide open again.

Aslaug shifted targets hooking her right fist to the undamaged eye. Before
Linda could even start to react, Aslaug smashed that eye again with a vicious
blast. Now both eyes were quickly swelling shut.

Linda was finished. She started to cry like a baby. She was just standing
there with her hands hanging uselessly at her sides. Aslaug instincts reverted
to her childhood days, and instead of backing off, taking Richard, and
leaving, she decided to punish Linda even more for all the beatings she and
Roland and inflicted on Richard.

Aslaug rocketed her big right fist into that belly again. This time the
resistance was gone. She had completely broken down those strong muscles with
her constant

powerful battering. Her fist sank deep into Linda's flesh. Linda started to
fold.

"Not a bad punch for a fat girl, was it," Aslaug said to Linda. Aslaug had to
hold her up or she would have collapsed to the floor.

"Let's see if the fat girl can do that again." That rock-hard fist drove again
to Linda's poor belly. This time it penetrated even deeper. Linda was moaning
and crying.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

"You don't know me, but if you did you would know what is coming next. In my
childhood days I had what they called a trademark, or signature. You are about
to find out what it is."

Aslaug was holding her up with her left hand. as she finished what she had to
say without warning she cocked that hard-right fist and blasted it straight
into Linda's mouth. She could feel the front teeth give way.

"That is my trademark, knocking out a few teeth from anyone dumb enough to
challenge me. You are lucky that I need to get Richard and leave, otherwise
your punishment would be even worse!"

Even though she was barely conscious, Linda could not imagine how it could be
worse. Her stomach was in agony, both eyes were closing rapidly, and she could
feel at least two teeth that had been either knocked out or broken.

"Since we have to go, I think it's' time for your afternoon nap."

Aslaug sunk her left fist into that now unresisting belly. As Linda started to
fold up from the force of the punch, Aslaug brought her right fist up from her
knees to crash into Linda's down moving chin. Aslaug's strong fist found its
target and continued upward until her arm and fist were extended over her
head. Linda's body rose off the floor and toppled over. She landed on her
back. She would be out for a long time.

Aslaug looked around and saw Richard standing in the door to his bedroom. He
had been watching the whole fight. Aslaug was embarrassed.

"Wow! you were awesome!" Richard said.

"Violence doesn't solve problems, Richard, and if she had not jumped me this
would never have happened. However, we all must be able to defend ourselves."

"NOW LET'S GET YOUR STUFF AND GO SWEETHEART!"

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