Defeated xxx

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kravgirl: I remain on my usual fight attire. A black, expensive sports bra, a black tight shorts. My dark hairs tied into one strong column of french braid. Gives a cold stare at my opponent as I angle my torso towards him, fists below my chin, forearms covering the torso, eyes narrowed, observing him.

Romney: Jumping from one finished match to a new one. It's a long day for a newbie like me. I feel a bit defeated when I see what my opponent is wearing. Contrary to her proper attire, I'm just in my underwear again. Not like I have time to prepare for this match, in my defense. I join you in the ring, knowing for sure this supposed to be a sexfight yet the stance you're in makes me doubt myself. "Um.. I'm at the right place... Right?"

Romney:

kravgirl: I check you out rigorously. Observing the greater height and weight. Mentally noting that you'll have a higher center of gravity, implying a lesser balance. I start shuffling around the zone, keeping a safe distance from you.

Romney: "Right..." This might or might not be the ring for my supposedly sexfight. I'm already standing in the ring though, it's not like I can just get out of the ring. I sigh and get in a more proper stance. One leg in front of the other, lowering my center of gravity as my front foot will act as a pivot while the foot on the back will be the support. Both hands raised up, in guarding position as I slowly approach the middle of the ring, still very much confused about this fight.

kravgirl: I start to shuffle through the canvas perimeter while keeping an eye on my opponent. Breathes slow as I approach slowly, keeping my posture closed and defensive. "Do you still have confusion about this fight?"

Romney: "A lot. I really think you're in the wrong ring though so why don't you just forfeit and leave? Kinda feel bad if I accidentally hurt you." I definitely can put it in a better way, but I choose to say it like that. We're within range of each other and seeing your stance and build, the least I can say is that you probably know what you're doing.

kravgirl: A smirk plays out on the corners of my lips. "Forfeit, you say?" I zigzag into a position to your right, as I load my right arm into a straight jab, not to hurt, but rather to startle you at this point. "You know what, Romney? I kinda like to see a male ego getting bruised and battered."

Romney: Well, your speed is amazing as you get to close the distance so quickly but your attack is flawed. A jab when I already have my guard up? This must a feint, I thought at first but you follow through, throwing the punch straight toward my blocking arm. "Really? That's um... Very interesting and not disturbing at all." Instead of letting you pull your punching hand back, I grab your wrist with one hand and your forearm with another. Turning my body and twisting my hips to face the other direction, I try to judo flip you, throwing you onto the canvas like you're nothing more than a sack of potatoes.

kravgirl: I feel a sweat stream running down the side-neck as I feel a strong grip around my wrist, followed by another on the forearm to make it inescapable. It dawns on me that from the close range, my weight disadvantage becomes 10-fold worse as I'm flipped over. My exposed stomach crashes on your waist as you flip with force, before I crash onto the canvas, on my tummy, my hands spread forward.

Romney: You're lighter than I expected, which mean I might actually put a little too much strength into that throw. "This is a really bad idea, for you..." I sigh as I walk closer to your head and reach down to grab your braided hair, using it to yank you up to your feet.

kravgirl: "Aaaaaannhhh!" My scream started to echo around the arena as my opponent detects one true vulnerability, the easily grabbable braid of hairs, as I'm yanked up onto my feet. My jaws tighten in the act of humiliation as I use my elbow to hit your chest from close range, expecting to deliver some damage as I desperately needed time to re-strategize.

Romney: I wince and hiss as your scream of pain is deafening. I expected a thank you for helping you to get up to your feet but no, instead I find myself gasping and groaning when you strike my chest with your elbow, forcing me to let go of your hair and take a few steps backward. "Fucking hell...!" Dropping my guard there was a mistake. As I clear my throat and get in my stance again, this time being more focus on your arms.

kravgirl: I breath heavily. Wasn't expecting to get an early setback. Goes back into the defensive posture. Noting that keeping a distance and waiting for the right time is the only way to move ahead. Shuffles to my right, taunting. "Your chest likes how my elbow tastes?"

Romney: "Lucky shot.." I dismiss your taunt before taking the initiative to close the distance this time around. You're staying on my right, so I switch my footing and make it looks like I'm about to swing my left leg toward the side of your shin. I try to be as convincing as I can, raising my leg and when I think I get you distracted with that, I try to swing a right hook from the outside, hoping to make contact with the side of your face.

kravgirl: Anticipating the false kick, I keep one arm saved for a potential follow-up assault on the top. My right fist reacts reflexively as it deflects the hook above, allowing me to shuffle away once again, deciding against an immediate counter-attack.

Romney: "Not bad.." I curse under my breath, as my feint attack failed to connect with it's target. I'm being persistent though, tailing you even as you're trying to move away and create distance between us. As soon as I'm close enough I try to reach and grab your wrists with my hands, making it look like I'm trying to grapple with you. In reality, I'm just trying to move your blocking arms out of the way, so I can raise my leg and deliver a straight kick to your guts.

kravgirl: I keep being cautious with you expectedly taling me, but didn't consider that you'd employ those legs. I confront your grips with my own as our arms remain locked. But gasped at the incoming foot towards my gut. Too late to raise my leg, the kick lands squarely on my navel, as I tilt my head backwards and let out a loud scream of pain.

Romney: I can't stop myself from grinning like a fool. The initial plan was to let you fall to your knees after the kick connected with your belly but now that we're holding hands and your body basically defenceless for the most part, I just can't resist the urge to follow up with more strikes. Going for your belly again would be too much, I think, so I quickly swing my leg for a low kick aiming for the side of your right knee, in attempt to make you lose your balance. If it connects, I'll chain it by tugging your hands, forcing you to lean forward so I can greet your face with my knee!

kravgirl: I take a few seconds to absorb the damage to my gut. By the time, I gain my senses, I feel a sharp contact at the side of my right knee, which bent and crashed to the ground. In a desperate manner, I cross my forearms in the front, fearing further assault as you have a dream position to open fire.

Romney: You're down on your knees now. If we're in the usual sexfight, I'm at the risk of having my cock sucked but right now, I'm on the offense. I see you bring your forearms close as if to hide your face with them. Cute, but too bad, I yank your hands apart and toward me, exposing your face and bringing your head closer toward me. I can just shove your face to my crotch and earn some humiliation points but I decide to smash your face with my knee instead. Only after that, I let go of your hands.

kravgirl: As my line of defense is yanked apart, I observe helplessly as a massive knee buries itself into my face, as you hold the arms with your hands. The impact makes a loud thudding noise and I feel a temporary blackout. My torso almost dangles after you let the arms go. My blurry visual watches you standing over me with complete control.

Romney: If I leave you on your own, I bet you would stumble forward and fall flat on your face. Lucky for you, I'm such a gentleman that I help you stay upright by grabbing and yanking your braided hair, forcing you to keep your head up. You're in pain I know but I still drag you, using your hair like a leash and shove you toward the corner of the ring, letting you lean your back against the bottom turnbuckles for support. I grab your hands and put your arms over the middle ropes, before I get down to my knees in front of you. "..What happened to seeing male ego getting bruised and battered..?" I ask mockingly, slapping your cheek lightly to see if you're still conscious.

kravgirl: I feel my braid gripped and yanked, as I'm barely able to hold myself. With a strong yanking, and applause from the audience, I find myself into a humiliating crawl towards the corner, with my proud braid used like a leash. Helplessly watching your legs in front of my face as I walk on all fours. Until I'm being settled against the turnbuckle, hands over the rope. I receive an embarrassing slap, spiced with mocks, as I breath heavily.

Romney: "Good, you're still alive. Now would be a good time for you to forfeit the match or submit to me, or else I have to keep going..." I smirk, grabbing your jaws as I say those words right in front of your face. I just hope even if your ears still ringing, you get to read my lips and understand what I'm trying to say. As if to make a point of what I've just said, I casually slip my free hand into your shorts, rubbing your pussy directly. "Probably won't be as painful but definitely humiliating. So what do you say? Submit to me?"

kravgirl: As a response to your manner-less behavior, I spit forward, with thousand daggers in my eyes. Hissing.. "I hate you". Realizing that my dignity has no respect in sexfight ring.

Romney: Fuck, I like you. The hatred in your eyes, the undying spirit even after you've been beaten up, everything about you is flipping the switch inside me. I wipe your spit off my face, lick my palm before forcefully kissing you. I groan as I force you to taste your own spit and some more through the kiss. I don't see any reason to hold back with the way you react to my question. I bring my hand out of your shorts and claw your belly, digging my fingers into your skin just for the sake of hurting you.

kravgirl: "Aaaannhh!" I grunt as you sink into my lips. Those fingernails torturing the soft skin just because it can. I struggle, as I try to use my hands to put a resistance.

Romney: You try to push me off, away from you but I stubbornly lock our lips until I just can't keep it up anymore. Laughing like a maniac, I stand up with my bulge growing bigger than when I first stepped into this ring. Your fans will be mad for what I'm about to do to you next but what they're going to do, sue me? I'm standing right in front of you as I grab your head with both hands and shove your face to my crotch, doing exactly what Nick did to Lola in earlier match. "Kravy... Meets my ego."

kravgirl: My supporters argue with the external referee about the ethicality of your actions, who turns them down stating the ring has to be uninterrupted by tournament rules. As I hear an evil laugh before my face is rubbed with a massive bulge on your underwear. I try to turn my head, fails as it is held into an iron vicegrip.

Romney: You don't need to suffer for long. As soon as my cock is fully erected under my undies, I let your head go. I get down on one knee, looking at your face as I tug your shorts down your legs and toss them to the side. "Time to make my win official." I wink, once again finding your hair and use your braid to bring you up to your feet. I make sure your back is against the turnbuckles with me standing right in front of you. When I pull my undies down, my cock hits your belly. I slide my cock between your thighs, just to see your reaction, locking my eyes with you as you continue to stare at me as if you're wishing me to die right now.

kravgirl: I stare helplessly as the opponent maintains a meaningful eye contact while dragging the shorts down my smooth legs, dragging my dignity with it. To add to the humiliation, the shorts is waved above the head, and with an evil grin, tossed to the crowd who go wild! I gaze with hell in my eyes as you yank the braid to get me on feet, undoing your own undies as a massive thickness slaps on my stomach. Utterly helpless, I watch on as you slide it between the thighs.

Romney: I dare to lean forward, biting your lip and kissing your again even after the way you reject me just now. What can I say, you're simply irresistible. At the same time, I caress your side and your thigh before lifting your right leg, up, up, until I can rest it on my shoulder. Thank God you're flexible enough or else this will be painful for you. I grab my hard shaft and poke your pussy with the thick head. "Ready?" I ask after I break the kiss and rest my forehead against yours.

kravgirl: "I'm to make you cum first to claim the victory aren't I? So be it! This match is mine!" I say as I raise an eyebrow, biting the lower lip teasingly as I meet your eyes with mine.

Romney: I'm grinning from ear to ear. This woman is insane! After everything I've done to you, you still can think about winning this match? "We'll see about that!" Grabbing your hips, I shove my cock into your pussy, groaning as your tightness, warmness greet the head of my cock.

kravgirl: "Aaaaannhh!" I feel the pain as you force your sinister member into my womanhood. I continue to tease in an attempt to make you cum first.

Romney: You're screaming when I barely halfway in. I silence you with yet another kiss, this time being a bit more gentle but with more passionate as if to invite you into it rather than forcing you into it. At the same time, I slam my cock, the whole length deep into you. Think I'll wait until you adapt and get used to my size? No way, I begin to move my hips, back and forth, again and again, pumping my cock in and out of your pussy.

kravgirl: "Aaaaah Aaaah Aaaaah.." as I cannot help but feeling the passion as you continue to conquer me, trying my best to contain myself, while trying to seduce you to cumming first

Romney: You talk big about wanting to make me cum but as far as I can tell, you're simply bracing my thrusts, which I have no complaints whatsoever. Much like you, I'm eager to make you cum first. Breaking the kiss, I lean down and bite your neck, groaning as I keep on pounding your pussy, targeting your sweet spots with every thrust.

kravgirl: "Noooo..!" As I reach climax sooner than I myself expected, looking up at you, disappointment shadowing my eyes.

Romney: I can feel your pussy tightening, your legs shivering, the look in your face as your body betrays you. It's priceless. It also tells me you've lost this match, as if it's not clear already. "Oh yes, fuck yes." I mock, pulling my cock out and shove you down to your knees for the last time as I start to stroke my cock right in front of your face. "Open your mouth, you fucking loser..."

kravgirl: In utter disappointment, unable to digest the defeat, I turn my face away.

Romney: I roll my eyes, stubborn until the very end. Much like before, I use my free hand to grab your braided hair and use it to force you to look straight at my cock. You don't want to open your mouth? That's fine with me too. Remember when you spit to my face earlier? As a payback, I let my cock spit on your face. "FUCKKKKK!!" I groan as I shoot my load, thick hot cum all over your face, further humiliating you. When I'm done, I slap your face with my hard shaft. "And that... Is another win."

kravgirl: {End}