Female Boxing Federation

ALIA BOXER vs HARDHITTING HEATHER – The Rematch
Alia Boxer -- Making my way out of the locker room area again, primed for a rematch with you here in the same dark and deserted gym where we met last time -- the Federation heard about our first bout and wants to match the two of us in the main arena hoping for a capacity crowd, but we've got another private bout first -- as I move through the darkness toward the well-lit ring in the middle of the gym … My 5-6, 140-pound muscular body already with a sheen of sweat adding to the oil I applied everywhere, my chest bouncing as I reach the apron and my flesh shines under the lights, in just my short-cut black trunks with "ALIA" on the waistband, black gloves and boots as I mount the steps and slip through the ropes, lightly circling the ring on my toes and shadow-boxing, staying loose and waiting on your arrival ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Nervousness and hints of arousal struck me as i made my way from the locker room back to the same dark deserted gym for my rematch against you. I knew the federation wanted us to have a more sanctioned bout, but after our last encounter I needed another private rematch with you first. Seeing you standing there with your raven hair flowing freely my heart skipped a beat. You were just so damn alluring and dangerous i loved getting in the ring with you. My 5'7 141lb frame covered in oil and sweat climbed through the ropes once i made it to the ring my eyes never leaving yours. Though you looked powerful and sexy i had a fire burning in me from our last bout. This wasn't just arousal, but revenge from the corner work you had done to me in our second round. Knowing you caught me in the corner and worked me over like your own personal punching bag fueled me to train more and get better so when we met again i would make sure to give you some much needed payback. i stood at my corner watching you shadowbox as i bounced on my toes slamming my gloves together my blonde hair flowing freely like yours.
Alia Boxer -- My eyes locked on you from the time you came out of the darkness and slipped through the ropes, just as I lean seductively against the ropes, my hair loose and arms hanging on the ropes, showing off my ample chest and toned body, tensing my abs in the light, "YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE ME THIS TIME... BITCH?" I taut across at you while I look you up and down, your toned self and loose blonde hair already sending a shudder inside my tight trunks, wanting BAD to get you at close range again after I worked on your body SOOOO good last time, as I slide down the ropes to my corner, rolling my head and shoulders to stay loose ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Watching you lean seductively against the ropes brought that same feeling of butterflies as before. This time hearing your words those butterflies quickly flew away as i sneered "YOU BET YOUR ASS I CAN HANDLE YOU BITCH! I AM KNOCK YOU OUT TONIGHT ALIA!" I taunt back as i like you feel a shudder inside my now red trunks wanting to get in close like before and work over your body. I move my head side to side rolling my shoulders still bouncing on my toes ready to show you i am not the same opponent you went up against last time.
Alia Boxer -- Watching you move across the ring just as the shrill "DING!" chimes from the old ring timer and I almost leap out of my corner from the loud chime and the excitement of getting after it with you again, getting to mid-ring fast and starting to circle left, my left jab already popping out fast, one, two, three times at your guard and pulling the jabs back quick to keep my own guard high and tight, my right cocked back near my chin as I hover just at punching distance, holding back on my urge to work in close for now ...
Hardhitting Heather -- When the shrill "DING" sounds i see you leap and i am just as fast, my fire of wanting to get revenge taking over. Circling right as you circle left i get my guard up as your jabs fly to my guard. i see you holding back from going close just yet and feint like i am going to come in close before throwing a long right jab towards your chin before brining my guard back high and tight. Again i shift right before moving left and throw a hard left hook towards your abs before again brining back my arm for my guard again.
Alia Boxer -- My jabs pop your leather up in guard, I didn't expect much from them, just shaking loose and testing your reaction as you quickly block them and lean in, my quick pullback gets my left in front of your jab as it pushes my glove and head, giving me a good counter chance but your low left gets home before I can throw my right, banging my abs with a loud "WHAP!" of leather against sweaty skin echoing in the gym, a little grunt from me as I grimace and see a little grin from you landing a solid body shot early ... with your left low I try to answer quick, shooting my right from the shoulder in a straight shot at your nose and mouth, going for the facial that started your blood flowing last time, and quickly arcing a high left hook behind it trying to bang your chin while I step left again ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Feeling my right hit your guard i smirked i knew it wouldn't do much, however when my left hits home and i see you grimace i smiled behind my guard. However you answer back peppering my nose and mouth before throwing a high hook that i just barely step back from with you shot just missing. though your arm is extended i step to the right before firing back a left of my own to your exposed abs again before firing a hard right towards your left eye getting my guard back and dancing away trying to make you chase me.
Alia Boxer -- My right catches that nose but not enough to do anything, and leaning in to my big left hook but catching nothing but air as it flies by your face and I pay for my miss quickly as my abs get digging leather again, an 'UNHH!" from me as I know I can't keep taking those power body shots as strong as you are, the shot making me bend in some just as your hard right flies in, my bend letting it hit the side of my head instead of my eye and quickly I try to take my shot inside, my lean getting me close in as I shoot a straight left trying to get under your extended right and aim at the waistband of those tight red trunks, and torque my body to send my right in an uppercut between us, going for your ribs or chest whichever I can tag, fight lust drawing me in close ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Another hit to that body makes you grunt as my right just catches the side of your head and not my intended target. This gives you the opportunity to get inside and get right at my waistband cause a "UHFF" from me as you torque and land an uppercut to my left breast making me wince in pain. I can feel you coming in close and throw a throw away right to your guard before bringing my left in to hit you in the same spot just at your waistband before getting my gloves up and again trying to dance away trying to hold back my own lust of getting close knowing just how dangerous you are in close range.
Alia Boxer -- The good feeling of getting into your body, especially making tit flesh bounce a little, sends a surge through me as I ignore my plans to be cautious and wade in close, my guard instantly going up to take your right but realizing too late it's a ploy, ANOTHER left digs right on the "A" of my "ALIA" waistband logo and this one gets a big burst of air shooting between my lips, SHIT I forgot how hard you can body punch, almost doubling up and stepping back just as you dance back, giving me time to reset close to the ropes as I breathe heavy and try to show no discomfort, flexing my glove to wave you in, "COME ON IN" I hiss at you ...
Hardhitting Heather --I smile again as you almost double over and step back giving you time to reset as your are close to the ropes. Feeling a little winded myself from you last tit shot i smile knowing i have done some work to your body as you flex me to come in. "WHAT'S WRONG ALIA YOUR BODY HURTING?" I tease and smile as i do come in keeping my head low in my guard as i approach you. i feint a left jab to your body trying to make you think i am wanting to wear down your body before throwing a right hook to your left cheek.
Alia Boxer -- Trying not to show that my abs are already burning some as you get into a low crouch to match mine as you lean in, watching your every move and planning on countering to get myself back going as I drop my right elbow on instinct against your left to protect my abs but it never comes and "OOOFFF!" the right tags my cheek, sending sweat flying up toward the lights as my head swivels ... Damnit, getting beat to the punch early, I think, as I step away left, resetting but quickly trying to answer, my own left jab trying to draw your guard and attention as I send a biting right hook at your left eye, and quickly twist to shoot a straight left at your sternum, trying to shake you and back you up since my back's too close to the ropes ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Your head swivels to the lights as i strike your cheek. i watch as you step left and go to block your exit away from the ropes seeing the left jab i bring my guard up only to get tagged hard with the right hook. My head gets rocked back just as you left connects in my sternum pushing me back giving you room to try and maneuver. Trying to stop your movements i shift to the right trying to fire a left hook to your guard to lower it so i can send a right jab to your chin.
Alia Boxer -- I get a quick answer as I return the head snap, and the shot to your chest gives me a little room to get away from the nearby ropes, and as I move right I see your left bicep bulge and look for a high shot that pops my gloves, no damage but stops my escape and I figure another digging body shot's coming as I bend in to be a tougher target low and "WHAPP!" My chin gets snapped to the right by your jab, sending more sweat flying as my gloves come up and I step back on instinct, feeling the ropes against my back as I lash back, down low and trying to shoot my left down low, shoveling a hook aimed at your thick waistband and twisting my body in close to you while I try to dig a right down low also, hooking it up to try to stack your ribs in close, my head near your chest as I stay in the semi-crouch and feel the heat radiating between both of us ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Seeing my attack has you where i want you i get in close only to be met with your left hook to my waistband that sends a shiver down my body along with a groan. This is followed by the right to my ribs that stumbles me. "UHMPFF" i groan as i stumble back before growling. Abandoning my tactic of getting in close i get almost in your face. I dig low and send a right hook towards your waistband before shoveling a hard left into your chest. "YOU WANNA PLAY DIRTY BITCH! LETS PLAY DIRTY!" i snarl before sending another right just under your waistband.
Alia Boxer -- Hearing your groan and seeing you step back lets me know my body shots got your attention, a little bit of a grin on my face from returning fire down low, but your quickness shows as before I can slip to one side and get back to mid-ring you crowd in, heads almost clashing and so close I don't see the low right that bangs on my waistband again and keeps me bent over, with my lean into you I try to push away and your left gets tangled between us, but it negates my push as I hear your taunts, I start to respond before ... "UUUNNNGGHHH!" Our shoulders sliding with your bend into me and I don't see the even-lower right until it bangs the wet black satin of my trunks, sending a huge shudder through me, my legs shaking for a second as I feel the contact through my core and crotch, leaning in and trying to wrap my arms around you in a clinch, my head under your chin as I try to get my breathing back in control after your near-pussy punch ...
Hardhitting Heather -- The right bangs against your body keeping you bent, but you lean against me and my left gets avoided. I can see you about to respond when my even lower shot connects and I feel your body shake under me. I grunt and growl as you get into a clinch trying to get your breathing back. "HOPE YOU LIKE THAT BITCH!" i whisper in your ear as i try to dig my left into your sides while in the clinch.
Alia Boxer -- Getting my left arm around you and hanging on to get a little break, the shudders inside my trunks won't go away until I get a break at the end of the round which hopefully comes soon, your left thumps my side but not a lot of power in it that close, but the piston-like "BAP BAP BAP BAP!" is draining ... Still holding on as I try to lean my body in against you, trying to open up low for my right to get inside your thudding left and bang your left-side waistband to try to answer, my glove sliding down the wet red satin of the front of your trunks after each punch to try to at least distract you and see if it'll open you up for bigger shots ... Breathing heavy through my mouth from the buildup of body punching and anxious for the round to end ...
Hardhitting Heather -- You get your left arm around me and i can feel your body move with ever bap of my left glove. However you fight back still holding on as your right lands against my waistband and down the front of my trunks making me moan a bit as i get a little distracted. my lefts not quiet as piston like with your distraction. Though before you can make any lasting punch the shrill "DING" of the bell rings and i press our bodies together before kissing your lips and pulling away trying to head back to my corner.
Alia Boxer -- The quick "DING" breaks us apart and I see you quickly push in, lips locking for a second but I'm ready for it this time, my left glove wrapping behind our neck and getting a glove full of flowing blonde hair while my right glove gives your perky tit a quick massage before I let go, a grin on my face as I slide down the ropes toward my corner, trying not to show the discomfort but my abs already aching some as I reach my corner, stretching against the ropes to try to get rid of the soreness, chest jutting out at you while I watch you across the ring, drinking heavy from the bottle and pouring some over my head, feeling it run all the way down into my trunks and giving me a little spark of revival, getting my breath back just before the "DINGGG" chime to start the second round ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Before i can leave you wrap your left glove around my neck getting a full glove of hair, before giving my tit a quick massage in the kiss making me moan. You left go and i see you slide down the ropes to your corner. I know i had your body hurting this round and i am confident that i might score the win this time. I too take a large gulp of water before pouring some on over my head feeling it run down my body. "ALIA! I AM GOING TO GET YOU IN THAT CORNER AND BEAT YOU DOWN!" I taunt pointing with my left glove the neutral corner next to you before thrusting my hips suggestively towards you trying to play mind games before the bell rings to start the second round where i come out quick almost leaping from my corner to meet you in the middle.
Alia Boxer -- Hearing your taunts and seeing you point, a grin crosses my face, trying to show confidence even with my body still sore, knowing I have to start answering shot for shot this round as I see you come out quickly at the bell, getting my guard tight as I circle, letting you come to me early and ready to counter punch to change strategies as I piston out a high jab ... and another ... aiming at your right eye and pulling it back and stepping back out of range, seeing how you'll react and hoping you'll get overanxious and overconfident ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Seeing you grin has me think you have something planned, and i don't want to show how confident and cocky i am. As we meet you fire a quick piston jab one after the other to my eye. before getting out of range. i take the first that rocks my head back, but i step back just for the second quick jab to miss. Knowing your ready for me i act as if i am going to make this another slug fest only to throw a left hook to your cheek before throwing a long right jab towards your hurting abs. I then step back trying to get you to chase me. "COME ALIA! YOU KNOW YOU WANT ME!" I taunt again wanting to get you riled up.
Alia Boxer -- My second jab comes up short, no big deal since I was only looking for a reaction and see if you'll come out aggressive like at the end of last round ... instead, my right's still back in guard and your left hits only leather glove, I see the right quickly following and able to twist away right, taking your jab on my obliques instead of my still-aching abs .. the twist puts my left shoulder near you while you taunt me, and I pop out another high jab while leaning in, trying to split your guard but also draw your attention, knowing you want me to chase you but I know I need to be aggressive, stepping in with my right foot and twisting to try to dig my right low on the waistband of those tight red trunks as I try to keep you moving back, "STAND HERE AND FIGHT, BITCH!" I hiss ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Blocking my left and only catching my right in your obliques leaves me open as your jab does split my guard tagging my chin. I shake my head long enough to see the right coming and I twist left so it lands more on my hip. Hearing you hiss I smirk. " YOU WANT ME ALIA. YOU GOT ME BITCH!" I sneer as I get aggressive rushing into meet you and throw a quick piston like double jab towards your left eye before putting a much power as I can into a left uppercut aimed for your chest.
Alia Boxer -- Seeing the expression on your face and hearing your sneer sends a little charge through me, thinking I may be getting in your head a little as your aggression quickly returns, just what I was hoping for to see if you'll leave yourself open in your charge in close, I get my right back up quick as your jabs hit glove and my forehead, sending a little sweat flying but I'm ready to counter when ... "UUUNNHH!" I didn't see the left coming from down low as it slams under my right tit and bounces it up hugely, a lightning bolt of pain shooting through my chest as I step back wincing, my right glove covering my boob on instinct as I bend to protect and shoot my left straight at you, trying to catch your plexus area before I take another step back and reset, feeling my aching boob already swelling ...
Hardhitting Heather -- My double jab hits glove and forehead, but its my powerful left that lands flush slamming against your right tit bouncing it up. I see you step back and follow only to catch the left in my solar plexus that sends me back. I know I have to stay on the aggressive. The replay from our last fight playing in my head like a movie, almost picture in picture with the fight going on now. I shake my head focusing more on this fight as I get in close again knowing your constant stepping back has you closer to the ropes. I feint a left towards your body knowing your going to try and protect it, before throwing a right hook towards your left cheek. I follow through with another left jab aimed for your chin trying to rock you.
Alia Boxer -- My straight shot gets home, a little surprised as you step back, giving me another couple of moments to breathe and try to shake the pain in my tit, but I also see that look on your face, a look that shows doubt instead of confidence, at least for a moment, giving me a quick adrenaline boost before I see your shake-off and a refocused look, and again you step close, me thinking I still have you forcing yourself to be aggressive and I watch for you to make a mistake ... which I think happens when your left drops and I'm ready to take and counter your body shot ... But it doesn't come, SHIT I think to myself just as I see nothing but leather on the left side of my face, nailed with a wide-open hook that snaps my head violently, a loud "NNNGGHH" from me as my legs shudder, retreating on instinct and not realizing I'm that close to the corner until my back hits it hard, my gloves up on instinct as your left slams into my right glove, not landing square but pushing my head as I try to cocoon my head with my arms and gloves ...
Hardhitting Heather -- The fact that you see my doubt has you thinking you have me, but when my feint works and the right slams into your face it tells a different story. You land in the corner and instantly cover your head with your arms leaving that hurt body open. I get low as I close off all means of escape. A smile on my face I slam rights and lefts into your body mercilessly trying to give you as much pain as I received in the corner our last match. "HOW'S IT FEEL ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF A BEATING BITCH!" I hiss as I sling leather relentlessly into you.
Alia Boxer -- My guard up high after the right hand rocked me, but trying to lean out and bend over to keep you away from my body that was just starting to cease its throbbing ... but I can't lean out enough to slow your pistoning as rights and left dig under my ribs on both sides and I try to twist my body side to side to lessen the effects ... but can't do it much as you're also low and gloves keep digging while you taunt, your words almost drowned out by my moans ... But I hear enough to remind me that the roles are reversed from last time ... Knowing there's not much time left in the round, I desperately push myself off the corner pad, trying to get close to your lowered level and get my arms on yours, either under them or on top I don't care at this point as long as I can slow the body pounding and get wet flesh sliding across wet flesh ...
Hardhitting Heather -- As I get in closes and slam my gloves into you I see your twist and turn, but can't fully avoid my shots. I can hear your moan as I speak and I too time is getting dangerously close to ended the round. You push and try to get low, but I am having none of it. You get your arms on mine, but I shake free stepping back a second. I then slam a hard right into your abs again before sending my left in and uppercut trying to split your breast and aim for your chin.
Alia Boxer -- For a moment I feel my shove working as I try to lock in my arms, but my wide grab attempt lets you split and push my arms aside, and show your quick hands with your right shooting in before I can get mine back tight and slamming my mid-abs, the other shots were to the side but this one's right above my big trunks logo and makes air shoot from my mouth while my body gets doubled over, head coming forward and ... "UUUHHH!" a guttural moan as your upper tags my chin, giving me a view of the lights over the ring as I get the sensation of floating, not realizing I'm on my knees until I hear and feel the "BAMMM!" of my knees hitting the canvas, my head lolling and eyes unfocused, gloves at my sides and flailing almost helplessly ...
Hardhitting Heather -- You attempt failed and when I slammed your mid abs hearing that sound of air leave your lungs brings a cruel smile to my face. I feel your head rocked back as my uppercut connects with your chin. The power sending a vibration down my left arm. I see you lift up and then slam hard on your knees. Your eyes unfocused as your head lolling gloves at your side. I take a step back to see if you will fall to the canvas or try to get your self standing. With the bell so dangerously close I am hoping I was able to knock you out before the bell can save you.
Alia Boxer -- Feeling myself starting to fall forward, panic shooting through me knowing if I go all the way down you'll be able to count to 10 before I can get back to my feet, desperately getting my arms in front as I go to all fours, gloves and knees but still with a chance, raising my head and seeing you step back but still close, trying to focus my eyes as I hear you start to mix a count with your yells and taunts, shaking my head and trying to clear the cobwebs, not used to being down on the mat especially after only two rounds, breathing in air in gulps as sweat falls off my face onto the canvas ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Watching you fall bring another round arousal to my body. I thought taking that beating was sexy. Giving you one was even more so as I see you on all fours. I start to count as I see you clearing your head. "1.....STAY DOWN BITCH IF YOU KNOW WHATS GOOD....2....COME ON WANT TO GET THOSE ABS BEAT MORE....3.....YOU AIN'T NOTHING BITCH!....4...." the taunts and counting continue as you suck in gulps of air.
Alia Boxer -- Only experience and a healthy dose of fight lust is keeping me from slumping to one side on the canvas and taking the "10" count, but even from hands and knees not knowing if I can get up with my head still swimming, barely comprehending the ache in my gut as I try to force one knee under me, trying to use my glove to push on the canvas and push me up, fortunately you're mixing yells at me between the 10 count, giving me some extra time as you enjoy the sight of me struggling, slowly raising my body up to one knee ...
Hardhitting Heather -- You're not completely down which pisses me off the face that you still on all fours. However I know that jaw shot rocked you good as you try to force yourself to a knee. " STAY DOWN BITCH YOU DON'T WANT THIS HURT....5.....YOU GET UP AND I'LL KNOCK YOU BACK DOWN.....6.....NOT SO FUCKING TOUGH NOW.....7" my taunts and counting keep going as I see you get to a knee. I hope that I rocked you enough that you can't get up, but I am not sure. I also know every taunt I make brings the bell closer and closer to saving you.
Alia Boxer -- Halfway straightening up as I hear your comment about "NOT SO FUCKIN' TOUGH NOW" ... getting me mad enough that I put everything I have left into pushing myself upward, both gloves on the canvas balancing me as I get my other foot under me, slowly straightening up but still glassy-eyed, my guard hanging around my chest and unable to get it any higher, knowing I'm in trouble as I watch you step back toward me and ... "DINGGGGG!" the shrill chime from the timer sounds to end Round 2 ...
Hardhitting Heather -- My last taunt spurs you to get fully on your feet with your guard around your chest, which is perfect for me to go I for the kill. That is until that damn bell rings ending ending round before I can capitalize. Growling I pull you in close to me kissing your lips and bringing my right glove down rubbing your trunks between your legs for a few second before pushing off. " NEXT ROUND YOU'RE GOING DOWN BITCH" I hiss before heading to my corner feeling great about myself even though my body hurts a bit.
Alia Boxer -- I barely contemplate the bell until you push in and lip-lock me again, my legs still wobbly but my crotch fully alive as I get the quick massage from your leather, a shudder running through me before you shove me toward my corner and I see you head the opposite way, raising your gloves to the imaginary crowd as I reach my corner and plop down, I know it's going to take some needed energy to get back up at the bell but I need the break bad, grabbing the bottle next to my corner and dumping most of it over my head to try to get some type of jolt and energy, absent-mindedly rubbing my own trunks with my other glove after your quick rub as I try to control my breathing, shutting my eyes and trying to focus and get under control, taking every second I can knowing the timer's going to sound way too quickly ... My taut body covered with a heavy sweat and trunks soaked ...
Hardhitting Heather -- While you are in your corner trying to recover I am in mine with a new found high. It is like my energy level is through the roof as I wait for the bell. I take another swig of water before pouring the rest over my body. Pacing in my corner like a predator after wounded prey I smile as I look over to see you absent-mindedly rubbing your trunks. "THINKING ABOUT WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT ROUND ALIA?" I taunt as I see your body breathing g heavily covered in sweat.
Alia Boxer -- My head finally starting to clear enough to see you in the other corner, looking like the tiger against the cage bars and waiting to strike, the view of the water running down your body sends a light surge through me as I try to anticipate the bell, pushing myself halfway up just as the "DINGGGG! sounds for Round 3 and I use the ropes to pull myself up, fight instincts taking over as I pull up in a semi-crouch, gloves in front of my face and arms and elbows fenced in front of me, stepping out enough to hopefully not get trapped in my own corner and desperately looking for a chance to turn things around ... my trunks plastered to me and feeling the wetness between my thighs and it's not all sweat ...
Hardhitting Heather -- I can see the cobwebs clearing in you as water drips off your still hurting body. You get yourself halfway up as the bell rings for round 3 and I leap again out of my corner quickly ready to give more pain. My gloves come up faster than yours as I see you get in a semi crouch. Your are just out of distance to not be trapped in your own corner when I get close. I feint a left to your head before throwing a right hook to your body and again get to work. I follow that right with a solid left to your right tit and end with another hard right aiming for your jaw. " IS THAT SWEAT ON YOUR TRUNKS OR ARE YOU ENJOYING MY BEATDOWN!" I taunt at you warm breath lightly touching.
Alia Boxer -- Expecting you to close quickly and I'm not disappointed, knowing I have to survive an early onslaught if I have any hope of getting back into the fight, your feint does little as I'm not fully alert to grasp it and I focus more on the right, my fenced forearm and elbow taking the low right and the tit-shot left, feeling you trying to rush in punches until the straight right clips my jaw and sends more sweat flying as i shake my head trying to focus as you lean in and keep up the verbal attack ... I have to make whatever power I have remaining really count as I take a chance and come out of the cocoon, shooting my left and right in quick order with straight shots aimed at your own bouncing chest, trying to find some way to stun you ...
Hardhitting Heather -- You expected my attack as you don't quite fall for my feint and take my right off of your forearm though you do take the tit shot. My right clips your jaw, but somehow you fire back a right left into my tits. This stuns, but also angers me as I step back taking my right glove and rubbing my breast a bit. " STILL GOT SOME FIGHT KEFT DO YOU BITCH! WE WILL SEE ABOUT THAT!" I hiss as I come in again aggressive as hell wanting to prove that I was better than the last match. I am low again going for a bodysuit just above your waist band with my right. I then straighten and throw a hard left towards your right cheek before following that with another right to your left breast.
Alia Boxer -- My gloves almost looks like they're in slow motion but they do pop into your chest, watching your tits pancake just as you step back, but your move back in comes too quick with my slowed reflexes, my still-extended gloves fouling your body shot but not nearly high enough in guard as my cheek flesh gets deformed under your right, tasting the blood in my mouth for the first time just as you double up and slam my tit to the side, a small squeal as I turn my body right to belatedly absorb some of the chest shot, my left shoulder near your body as I try to pump a straight left over your lowered right at your face and nose, knowing I don't have the speed or power that was there earlier, and that power even less as I instinctively slide my feet back to try to get out of your range and avoid those clubbing fists ...
Hardhitting Heather - -You’re slow to get your guard back even though you block my body shot, and my right lands against your cheek and I land my tit shot hearing you squeal. You are able to get that left in, but it doesn't have the power it did before only causing a slight groan as my head is knocked back a little. Though again I prove not to be deterred in my want and need to dominate you. Continuing to close the gap between us I fire a long stiff right jab to your guard before sweeping my left low aimed for your hurt body. Trying again to get you into a corner or the ropes so I can work you over again hopefully before the bell.
Alia Boxer -- My left continues to give me a chance but it doesn't slow your aggression, trying to find a way to use that against you as I look for another high shot to block and counter .. The right hits my guard and I cock my own right back, but too slow and I don't see the wide left that slams into my untensed liver area on my right side, a gagging sound from me as I lurch back, my back bowing out the ropes and I have to cocoon as much as I can again, my right dropping too late against your low shot and my left up high, glove and arm trying to cover my head as I peer over my arm at you, seeing the intensity on your face ...
Hardhitting Heather -- You are just delaying the outcome of this fight with your weak shots. My left makes you gag as your back hits the ropes. My smile widens as again I have you where I want. Your guard is sloppy covering your head as I get low again and work hard on that body of yours in the ropes. I swing every shot wanting to bounce you on your toes In the ropes. One of my rights does go a little lower as it lands just below the waistband before correcting and going for your ribs and abs again. " HOW DO YOU LIKE BEING WORKED LIKE A BAG!" I shriek as I pull back and again go with a hard left uppercut aimed for your chin.
Alia Boxer -- My low and high guard do almost nothing as I get physically guided into the ropes, feeling lefts and rights digging under and stacking my ribs, moans of pain from me echoing in the gym after every shot now as your uppering shots raise me up against the ropes, feeling you push me up with your gloves before one shot goes lower, hitting my taut black fabric right below the "EVERLAST" logo, sending a thunderous shudder through my core as I feel my crotch throbbing from the pounding, bending me over only to absorb more body shots, arms dropping as my head leans out -- right into your upper that sends blood shooting from my mouth, my head bouncing and coming to rest on your shoulder, moaning into your ear as my arms and gloves hang between us ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Each shot rips into you as the blows rippled down my arms. My shot to your lower body as you bending taking more blows before my uppercut lands hard. Blood flies from your mouth as you come to rest on my shoulder moaning in my ear. " YOU'RE DONE FOR BITCH!" I whisper in your ear. As I snake my right glove down to tease you rubbing between your legs a bit keeping us in this semi clinch. I finally stop and push you back with both gloves against your chest before rocking your head with a hard left to try and finish the job.
Alia Boxer -- The non-stop punching starting to take a huge toll as my body aches and my head gets more woozy from every punch, my guard non-existent as I lean against you and hear your taunts, ready to finish me and I can't do anything about it, especially when you add to the punishing punching with your glove massage, shudders going through my body as your right glove works between my thighs, my moans loud enough to echo in the empty gym, legs shaking before you abruptly stop and shove me hard against the ropes, my body springing back directly into your huge left hand ... my neck snapping violently as I get knocked down the ropes, my left shoulder hitting the vinyl corner pad as I grab the ropes to try to stay upright, turning on instinct to face you with my back plastered against the corner pad ...
Hardhitting Heather -- My shots are doing damage and I know it. Each shot rocks your body, and my glove massage makes your body shudder. Your moans echo loudly through the gym before I stop shoving you back. My shot to your head knocks you into the corner pad making you grab the ropes. Only problem is you are facing away from me, granted there is no ref I know if I am not careful I could do serious damage to your kidneys. As much as I want to hurt you I don't want to cause permanent damage … Grabbing your right shoulder I try to spin you back to face me so I can go on my dangerous onslaught again wanting to break you down, before the bell rings again. I am still pissed I couldn't get it done in the second.
Alia Boxer -- My attempts to turn back toward you get speeded up when your left glove grabs and turns me, my back planted against the pad and I feel the sweat letting me slide, my legs shaking as I lean against the pad heavily, eyes glazed but on instinct I try to answer, pushing out another left and right at your chest but not sure on aiming since I am almost seeing double and hearing loud noises in my head from the pounding ... not to mention my trunks heavy with sweat and other juices as I pull my gloves up in a weak guard ...
Hardhitting Heather -- As I turn you I don't expect you to fire back. My expectations were wrong as with sheer desperation you push out a left right to both breasts causing me to step back howling in pain as the gloves landed right on my hard nipples. The blows actually stun me as I bring my gloves down to massage my breast in pain.
Alia Boxer -- I feel the leather-against-flesh contact but I have no idea if they had any effect, except that for a few seconds I don't have wicked leather hitting me ... Still leaning against the corner heavily as my right arm weakly loops up with a wide hook, feeling my glove moving in slow motion and my left hand down trying to reach out at you and stay between us in a weak guard, my head lolling back and forth as I slide against the pad ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Since I am still massaging my breast your right arm just barely catches my ribs causing a groan out of me. I see you dazed and out of it in the corner and just as I go on the attack like a shark smelling chum in the water the bell gives its shrill "DING" showing the end of round. Knowing how out of it you are. I grab your arm slowly. " easy slugger let's get you to a corner to rest then I'll kick your ass after the bell." I say guiding you towards your own corner showing just a little bit of a soft side even though I still want to pound you out. I get to my corner and take some water looking to you knowing this next round could be the last for you.
Alia Boxer -- I barely hear the bell from the timer in between taking your lefts and rights under my ribs and down low on my thick waistband, I can feel those shots getting a little lower by the inch and sending a new set of shudders through me ... and barely realize I'm being guided to my corner as I stagger, almost falling into my corner pad and only trying to get my breath back, the last of my bottle going over my head but it does nothing to revive me, blankly staring across the ring as you until the "DINGGGG!" shoots out of the timer, and about all I can do is try to straighten up and not have my full weight against the pad, my guard not rising above chest height as I take a halting step out of the corner before I realize you're already almost on top of me ...
Hardhitting Heather -- The bell gave me enough time to take one last swig of water before pouring it. I see you practically out on your feet and smile. My act of kindness was really just to help you get a little strength back for this next round, though it looks like it didn't do much. As the bell rings I again leap from my corner making it almost to center before barreling down in you in your corner. Just like that I am again slamming right and lefts into your body using you as my own personal punching bag. " HOW IT FEEL TO ME DOMINATED ALIA! HOW DOES IT FEEL KNOWING YOU ARE TOO WEAK TO FIGHT BACK!" I snarl pouring out all my emotions from our last fight into every single punch.
Alia Boxer -- The break at the end of last round doesn't carry over as the bell signals a new wave of leather beating my body below my badly hovering guard, your gloves digging under my arms and even in my woozy state I can her the "SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!" of leather hitting sweaty skin, moans coming from me as in desperation I try to grab your gloves between mine and lean my head out toward your chest, my knees buckling from your onslaught ...
Hardhitting Heather -- In my onslaught you somehow grab my gloves halting my attack getting us in a clinch. Though I still try to throw gloves at you. I press closer sliding my thigh between your legs and pressing upward feeling you damp trunks grinding my thigh. "MMM SOMEONE SEEMS WET, AND I DOUBT ITS JUST SWEAT. YOU LOVE ME BEAT YOUR BODY DON'T YOU!" I hiss in your ear still trying to land gloves.
Alia Boxer -- My gloves only hold on for a moment as you pull your gloves out and keep pounding into my sides, but it's your thigh that's working me more since I'm almost punch-drunk and the continued punching is a blur ... your thigh pushing in, sliding back and forth, a whole new set of moans from me as my gloves are trapped between us, pressed against our chest as my own trunks shudder and my legs get weak, feeling myself sliding down the pad but held up by your muscular thigh that's on full attack ...
Hardhitting Heather -- You're out on your feet and I know it. Take a moment I grab both arms slipping them over the ropes leaving you wide open. I get in close again letting my thigh work over between your legs while my arms attack your body. I land shots to your abs, ribs, solar plexus, and tits wanting you to scream and moan in pain and pleasure from my shots. " SCREAM FOR ME ALIA!" I hiss again just becoming a brutal sexy beast attacking you every way I can.
Alia Boxer -- Even in my semi-conscious state, and barely registering my arms and gloves hanging over the top rope on both sides of the corner, I can still feel the throbbing inside my trunks and my juices flowing as your thigh works me near an eruption ... that gets delayed as you unleash, turning me into a pincushion as my chest ... my abs ... my boobs ... all now black and blue as my moans turn into shrieks, my chin down against my chest as my sweaty arms finally slip off the ropes and my knees hit the canvas again ... this time falling over onto my right side, held up by the ropes, my head resting on the second rope and looking blankly at you ...
Hardhitting Heather -- As I work you over I can feel you losing it. Body black and blue, I know when you finally heal up it is going to be war between us, though that is going to be in front of a crowd. The thought of that alone makes me shiver as I see you finally slip. You fall to your knees your head in perfect range. Grinning like a mad woman I add further humiliation as I take my gloved left hand snaking it around your head. I get close and force your head into my now drenched trunks. " MMM TAKE IN THE SMELL ALIA, THIS IS WHAT A CHAMP SMELLS LIKE!" I smirk giving a cocky grin forcing your head against my trunks rocking my hips forward and back basically dry humping your face.
Alia Boxer-- I can feel and smell the musk between us even in my weakened state, and I get a more full dose as you lift my head off the ropes and grind your trunks against me, your pussy perfume almost overpowering and getting my own inner thighs even slicker inside my trunks, trying to reach up with my gloves at your body but my arms too weak, the rest of me sinking to the canvas with you pulling my head in and away from the ropes ... my trunks heavy with wetness and slipping a little lower as the backside of my trunks drags on the canvas, your overpowering scent making me even weaker ...
Hardhitting Heather-- "OH POOR WEAK ALIA! I KNOW YOU WANT THAT SWEET RELEASE IT'S RIGHT THERE ISN'T IT!" I tease as I see you trying weakly to get your gloves up to no avail. Your trunks leaving a smear over the old canvas as I continue to face fuck you with my trunks. I finally stop still holding your head with my left. I arch back my right and slam a vicious hook to your face before stepping back to watch and see you fall face first on the canvas.
Alia Boxer -- My face getting wet from the damp satin fabric as the hard humping continues and I finally get a glove up against your hip, my other glove holding me up only partially and that quickly stops ... "AAAGGGGHHH!" I moan as your hook slams my nose and mouth, starting the blood flowing instantly, you holding my head up for a few seconds to see the damage before your glove on the back of my head slings me to the canvas, flat on my face and chest and heated-up and flowing crotch ... unable to see you standing over me, gloves over your head ...
Hardhitting Heather -- I raise my gloves over my head, because I know there is no need for a count. You were out in the third round when I had you in the corner. Seeing the blood and other juices pool around you I smile, before pulling your soaked trunks off and tossing them to the side. I then heave your wrecked body up and place you in the same corner I just destroyed you in. Seeing you still dazed I lick the blood from around your nose and lips before planting my lips against yours. My right hand lightly punches your left tit, while my left hand goes to your already soaked mound and begins to again rub my gloved hand against your bare flesh.
Alia Boxer -- I barely feel myself getting dragged across the canvas, leaving a trail of blood and spit and sweat and pussy juice since my trunks are gone, and my head suspended against the ropes and the corner, tasting the blood in my mouth that's almost pushed in more by your lips ... but I definitely feel your fast hands going to work again, my nipple hard against your leather and my clit throbbing as you stroke, slow at first and then fast and then slow again, lightly and then harder and lightly again, your talented hand varying its intensity and starting my moans again, a low "FUKKKKK" rolling from my lips around your penetrating kiss as my body nearly spasms on the canvas ...
Hardhitting Heather -- I taste the blood in your mouth as we kiss as my glove works over your tit and your pussy. Alternating between slow and fast I soon have you moaning against my lips before having you spasm on the canvas. "Mmm, I hope you enjoyed that slugger, you're mine in this ring until I am done with you." I say pulling away from your lips for a few moments. I grip your raven locks with my right glove leaving your tit as I let your slide down to your knees again. I lean your head against the pad, before working down my on trunks showing off my shaved pussy. Placing my left foot on the second rope I grab your hair again and force your face again into my now naked crotch.
Alia Boxer -- The long lip-lock leaves me even dizzier as my hair and the back of my head gets pulled into the corner, still looking up at you while you shed your wet red trunks and quickly take advantage, my nose and mouth instantly inside you and smelling and tasting your hot honey even before you start to slowly thrust against me ... my tongue starting to unconsciously lick and lap at your pussy folds, my face pressing against your smooth and juice-slickness and my moans smothered, almost echoing inside you ...
Hardhitting Heather -- "How's that taste chump. How does a winners pussy taste." I again smirking loving this teasing and humiliation I am giving you. It almost brings me to my own climax as I moan feeling your tongue go to work. Your face pressed deep within my mound. My clit swollen from excitement as you pleasure it with your tongue. Long powerful moans erupt from my lips echoing off the walls as I thrust my hips against your face my gloved hand still holding your raven locks. " Uhh fuck...Fuck...FUCK!!!!" I damn near scream out like a banshee as I feel my body convulse coating your face in juices as I let go of your head and breath heavily looking to you.
Alia Boxer -- It was probably a shorter time than I thought, but it felt like your pussy face-fucked me for an eternity until I felt your body shake and shudder and tremble and quickly felt the full release, my face soaked by your juices, getting my own honey hole even wetter as my head drops to the canvas, now flat on my back and almost unable to move from both the earlier punching and now getting your full facial "assault" .... Woozily seeing you hovering over me, chest heaving as you breathe ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Though it was short it felt absolutely amazing as I am still breathing heavily from that orgasm. My body feels as rocked as if you hit me at full strength after that. I see you flat on your back me still over you as more of my juices drip down towards you and the canvas. Still not quite done with you I move from where I am and go to your legs. Grabbing your right leg and lifting up I get between your legs getting us into a scissor where both of our soaked juice covers clips are near each other. I slowly rock my hips back and forth over your clip moaning as I bring my free gloved hand down lightly punching your open stomach.
Alia Boxer -- My gloves over my head with my back pressed into the canvas as your taut naked body hovers over me, my chest heaving with heavy breathing while my leg gets raised and almost instantly I feel your legs crossing mine, and just as instantly my pussy is on fire from you rocking your slick wetness back and forth across me, one glove still popping my abs but it's your hot pussy doing the bigger punching ... it takes no more than a few thrusts for my body to spasm and explode like a geyser, hot cum soaking both of us as I shake from my volcano erupting ....
Hardhitting Heather -- You sprawled out with your gloves over your head, mixed with the way your strong body is covered in bruises from the fight is enough to get me to climax. However I hold it back as I continue to rock and move against your clit. It doesn't take long before your body spasms and I feel an explosion of cum soak me and you as I scream again my own volcano erupting coating us both again. Pulling away I let go of the leg and let it drop. Getting up to my feet I look to your still prone form and smile. Peeling off my gloves I place them down before peeling yours off. I place them and your soaked trunks on your stomach.
Alia Boxer -- Still on my back after you work me over hard in the scissors, my head lolling from side to side until your lips lock with mine, gloves off now as your strong hands, the same ones that punched me into near unconsciousness and wrecked my body, start to slide down my sweaty body....Hearing an entirely new set of whispered taunts as your head hovers only a couple of inches over mine, your eyes locked on my woozy ones and a grin still on your face ....
Hardhitting Heather -- I grab my gloves again slipping them on. I kneel down grabbing your right leg and holding it with one gloved hand I again work my glove along your clothes and pussy. Giving light taps in between rubbing and going to a little harder tapping, making sure to try and pull one more geyser of your juices before I leave. Wanting to fulfill my promise to you that I was going to leave you a bloody cum-soaked mess in the ring. I keep going pumping hard and fast with alternating taps and rubbing, waiting for you to explode one more time for me.
Alia Boxer -- My body quickly starting to tingle all over, somehow you're building my wave all over again as you stroke and lightly punch with that strong right hand, hard and fast and then slow and light, alternating back and forth as you feel my bare chest rise and fall more rapidly, my nipples hard as diamonds as I writhe on the canvas, hearing you whisper "told you that you were going to be a cum-soaked mess" ... "now who's the champion" ... "can't take any more?" ... before your soaked glove goes to your mouth … Licking it for a second to taunt me even more before ripping it off with your teeth, your bare hand going back to my throbbing mound and going to work even more, ... "final round, and the title about to be mine" I feel you whisper as your hand strokes and rubs and strong fingers work me unmercifully, screaming on the canvas as I start to squirt uncontrollably ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Your scream sends a shiver down my spine as your juices squirt everywhere. Landing on the canvas and my own body. " Mmm, look at that the great and powerful Alia reduced to a cum-soaked screaming mess. What a sight to be seen!" I whisper and purr before pulling away and dropping your leg. I crawl over to your face and smile planting one last hot, and passionate kiss before pulling away. I wink at you smiling. "Can't wait for us to go again Knockout." I purr getting to my feet. I grab my trunks hips swaying as I climb out of the ring. I look back seeing you a moaning, bloody, cum-soaked mess and smile enjoying my handiwork before turning back towards the gym doors heading out.
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Published: 2021-03-02, viewed 133 times.