Female Boxing Federation

14:56 Patti: I enter the ring wearing a read halter top over my black sports bra and black spandex shorts, and white boxing boots. I have on black 8 oz Everlast boxing gloves, and standing at 5 ft 6 in and 130 lbs, I am ready to take on my opponent who challenged me to a boxing match. My dark latina hair is bound in a pony tail, and I've popped a white gum shield into my mouth. I bounce lightly on the balls of my feet in my corner, as I wait for her to enter the ring. yt
15:03 HeatherWins: I get the feel of my gloves in the locker room on my fists. Rolling my shoulders, before tossing a few jabs into the air. I am ready! Walking out toward the ring, I see you are already there. You look fit and tough, and I can tell you know what you are doing between the ropes. Climbing the ring steps, I dip between the ropes and stride confidently toward my corner opposite from you. I am wearing tight white spandex shorts, a matching white sports bra, with a green 4 leaf clover on the center. Green 8 ounce Everlast boxing gloves with white cuffs adorn my fists. Green boxing boots with white laces, with little white 4 leaf clovers on the sides. My red hair is pulled into a tight braid, and I bite down on my white gum shield. Popping my gloves together, I shift my weight foot to foot, and my 5'5" 125 pound 23 year old frame is ready for battle yt
15:08 Patti: I watch with great interest as you enter the ring, watching how you move with confidence. I roll my shoulders up and down and back to try to loosen up, and then do a few stretches to make sure I limber. I'm thinking you look pretty fast and probably have good stamina....clearly we are nearly even on statistics, so it will be just this chica's skill set versus my skills. I pound my gloves together, impatiently, when the ref calls us to the ring centre to have the normal instructions.....and she says to offer a tap of the gloves if we choose to do so......and I send out my gloves to meet yours. yt
15:10 HeatherWins: We are called to the middle of the ring, locking eyes. You have the look of a fighter. A determined one. This is going to be a battle of skills and wills tonight, and I am ready for the challenge. You touch my gloves to yours, green on black, then slowly step backward to my corner, never taking my eyes off you the entire way back. I feel my pulse racing, and the small crowd on hand seems eager to see what happens between us in the ring. Finally, we are ready.....and ...DING!!!! yt
15:13 Patti: At the sound of the bell, I come out quickly, bouncing lightly on the balls of my feet, taking up an orthodox stance, left glove leading, left foot leading, elbows tucked in to guard my body. Already a light sheen of sweat is on my face and body from the bright lights above the ring. I decide I will be a little conservative, because I am 7 years older than you, and you might be some kind of fitness junkie. Immediately I circle right, watching you closely through my dark Latina eyes. yt
15:16 HeatherWins: You come in with a pretty orthodox stance. You seem a little hesitant as I lead with my right boot and right glove leading, showing southpaw. I move in, choosing to be anything but conservative as I try to control the tempo on my more experienced foe right out of the gate....JAB JAB!....I poke two stiff right jabs high toward your forehead, trying to lure those black mitts north, before stepping in with my left foot, and whipping my left tightly clenched glove down and in, looking to test your lower abs early if I can land the punch aimed just above the center of your waistline...HNNN!!!! yt
15:23 Patti: And now it starts, the moment that blows are to be traded. I take a quick note that you are a Southpaw fighter, or at least you have assumed that stance. As you might expect, I am going to protect my head, and raise my left glove to deflect each of the jabs with your right, and then you come in quickly with a left, hitting me in the abs, which I tighten to try to absorb the blow, grunting. I am fast to counter punch, sending a right straight back at your cheek, hopping I can get in over your left before your reform your guard, and then lowing my left, and rotating my hip, I try to send in a left shovel hook towards your liver, as I commence bobbing and weaving to be a harder moving target. yt
15:27 HeatherWins: I try to dip back out after the body shot, but you clip the side of my head with your stiff right, knocking my head back with a little jolt! Unn!!!! I step back and the makes your left miss the mark , but just barely. You are a hell of a counter puncher, I realize that just seconds into the fight. I move around you to the left, then double back to the right, wading back into the fray southpaw again, but this time, I stay just outside your range, peering at you oer my right glove, waiting for you to come to me this time yt
15:33 Patti: I feel the delightful sound of leather hitting flesh as my right lands…..and then you move back and forth in front of me, all the energy of a 23 yo fighter pent up inside you, like a spring ready pop out at any second. I step towards you fast, now, a little confidence building inside me, and I want to try to make you close your guard together in the centre of your face, so two quick jabs towards your nose, and I continue to move closer, swinging out with a right hook at your jaw, hopping I can curve it around your guard. I continue to bob and weave left and right, as I try to engage you toe to toe. yt
15:38 HeatherWins: It doesn't take you long to turn into the aggressor, and you flick off two stiff jabs aimed right at the center of my face! I cup my gloves over my face like playing a game of peek-a-boo, and my leather shield absorbs the incoming hurt with leathery PAP's . GUHHHH!!! Your right hooks aroudn my guard and bangs off the side of my head instead of my jaw, but the impact still sends some sweat spraying off my head and into the air! I felt that one! This latina has power, just as I suspected. But I am a stubborn fighter in the ring, and I don't like back down from a challenge! I hook my own left around , twisting my torso to try and batter your flank with a hard punch aimed between your ribs and hip, aiming for the soft spot...HNNNN!...my right poking forward hard toward your chest, looking to hammer your solar plexus if I can to focus my attack on the body to try and slow the older girl down! yt
15:44 Patti: Again, I have that great feeling as my right hook hits the side of your head……but you are a great counter puncher, and move a fast left hook under my right, ploughing in into my sides…..gufff……”fuck” I hiss as I gasp from the blow. I expect your right to come out, an you do not disappoint, so I twist my body to my right, taking your hit on my left shoulder, and then as I twist back to centre, I send out a left over hand punch towards the centre of your face, and then lowering my right, a right hook for the side of your ribs, as I continue to bounce lightly on my feet, and my pony tail bouncing as well……yt
15:48 HeatherWins: I land one of the two shots flush, but you are like me, you don't back down or give one inch of canvas up under the assault. Mmmmmfff...I get force fed black leather as your 8 ouncer smacks me right in the mouth, jarring my head back roughly!!! I see the follow up coming and bring my left elbow down to take the hit against my forearm, just before nearly leaping into a right uppercut aimed under the point of your chin! My slender bicep bulges with the effort behind the fast rising green gloved rocket! My head is a little woozy after yet another head shot landing, and I know I can't afford to bang forever like this with your considerable power yt
15:57 Patti: My over hand left lands, but the right hook only connects to your arm…..and you are one tough gal, not backing away an inch!....a rocket of a right uppercut comes ploughing through the air at my chin, and I drop slightly down and to my left, so that the uppercut connects with my right jaw, making a not so nice SMACKING sound. My head feels woozy, but just from muscle memory, I let rip a left hook towards the side of your rib cage, wanting to go under your right, and then try to let rip with a right uppercut of my own, wanting to punish your abs if I can, and then bounce back a couple of steps wanting to clear my head. yt
16:01 HeatherWins: The green rocket explodes against your jaw, and finally I get a solid shot in on your head, but you are a gloves warrior through and through, and before I can follow up...UHHHH>...Ummmmmmfff!! My body is ROCKED by a wicked, powerful combo. My side gets thumped, stunning me just long enough for you to punish my lower abs with that solid uppercut!! My ass thrusts back and my boots stagger a bit until I feel the ropes across my back and upper thighs. My cheeks are flush pink after just getting the air boxed out of me. ...when..DING!!! end of round. I shake my head and then extract my body off the ropes and walk toward my corner, sitting heavily on my stool as my corner goes to work on me. I spit my gum shield out, then start to hear about how I lost that round, as if I didn't already know it! yt
16:05 Patti: I was just getting ready for you to come after me, after pummelling your body with a hook/uppercut combo, when the bell sounds. My jaw aches, and I welcome the short break, and realise that round 2 could become even rougher. I spit out my mouth guard as my corner man towels down my light brown skin to remove the sweat. I take a few sips of water, get the mouth guard back in and then up on my feet to await the bell. yt
16:09 HeatherWins: A little rub down of my arms, a sponge off of my face. I taste a little blood in my mouth from your hard punch earlier. But, I am up, biting down on my mouthguard, with my gameface on, ready to fight! DING!! I come out of my corner like a girl on a mission. You worked on me good in round one, and I want to return the favor. This time, I switch it up, and lead with my left boot and glove, showing my orthodox stance to try and throw you off. JAB JAB JAB! I lead on you with a volley of stiff left jabs aimed low at your upper abs and core, before twisting my body to step into a hard right cross aimed at the side of your jaw, hoping to catch you close to your corner and put you into defense mode! yt
16:19 Patti: The bell sounds, and you display an out break of youthful vigour, nearly running across the ring to meet me. I barely get 3 steps from my corner when we are engaged again! You’re in orthodox stance, noted. And then you start jabbing at my abs and core, BAM BAM…making me think you want me to lower my guard, instead I take a couple of jabs in the gut and tighten the abs, knowing jabs are not power shots, and just as I suspect, a fast moving right cross comes out at my jaw. I slip my head left, letting your right glide over my right collar/shoulder, then coming to the outside of your right arm, and I try to unload with left hook at your jaw and a right uppercut at your core, as I twist my hips. Already I am sweating heavily again from this fast moving exchange yt
16:25 HeatherWins: I come a you aggressively, and land those jabs unexpectedly as they thud into your body. You saw through my rouse, and my follow up swings and misses, sailing over your shoulder and now my arm and glove are woefully out of place!! You are not like the canvas backed losers I usually fight at this club. Girls that wilt after a jab or two, then you just ragdoll them at will afterward. No, this girl has some mad skills, and that means nothing good for me...GUHHHHH!!! my facial features contort as you ram your glove across my jaw, then gut me with another uppercut the dents my abs deep!! This time, I am forced into a clinch!! My chin on your shoulder, with a breathless look on my face! My arms desperately trying to hug your arms to your sides to silence your black bombs for a moment so I can recover. I feel a little shiver run down my legs as the start of round 2 is NOT going as planned, and I know it won't be long before the ref steps in to make us break yt
16:29 Patti: I feel my left pound into your jaw and my right punch deeply into your gut, but suddenly I have your arms wrapped around me, and I feel the warmth of your body press into me, and I can feel your breasts mushroom over my smaller ones. I can even the smell the shampoo you used the last time you washed your hair…….I try to send out a couple of short hooks to your sides as our bodies mesh together in this little dance, as I await the ref to break or for you to come off me…..yt
16:33 HeatherWins: Our sweat slicked bodies press and grind tightly in close, and my hot breath is on your neck when you try to batter my side, but not much power with those with your arms pinned. But then I feel the ref's hand on my shoulder as he steps between us calling for a clean break. I peel back and shake my head, with my nostrils flaring for breath. I nod I am good, and he says FIGHT!!! Peering at you over my gloves....JAB JAB...aiming my right glove at that solar plexus again, before I step with my right boot and send an overhand left punch aimed at the little sliver of white gum shield peeking at me between your parted lips...HNNNNN!!! The crowd is loving the action, as we are both really laying it on the line in there, holding nothing back! yt
16:41 Patti: I see the ref stepping in to break up this little dance, and I brace myself for an attack. It comes in the form of JABS at my SP, and I drip my gloves to just under my chin, slightly and block the jabs, but then your right boot comes forward and a left overhand comes over those gloves and punches into my lips…..I bite down on my mouth guard to keep it inside my mouth, and my head snaps back…..my lips burning from the sting of smacking leather on them…..I circle towards my right, knowing I need to put some distance between me and my corner, and then step back at you, first sending a left hook at the side of your right glove, my intention is to pound the right glove into the left, trying to create a gap for me to send a right cross over into your right eye!.
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16:47 HeatherWins: I love serving you up a little leather lunch of my own, when I snap your head back roughly with my green mitt!! but you are not foolish enough to let me bully you into the corner behind you, and when you circle out you hook left, not at me, but at my raised right glove, knocking it into my raised left mitt, allowing you to bang my face with a reataliatory right cross, with your black mitt literally filling my field of vision as I jams hard into my eye socket! My head snaps back , with another mist of sweat spraying off my face and head. My body says retreat, but my head stubbornly refuses to back down, even as you are outboxing me so far. I feel a little tightening around my right eye, and I know that is going to be a shiner for sure! I growl into my mouthguard, and just send a volume of windmill right and left punches at your guard at odd angles..left..right..left right!! Stepping into you, trying to overwhelm your guard and steer you toward the ropes. I go with the Irish brawling
16:47 HeatherWins: tactics to try and switch things up and maybe park you on those ropes! yt
16:55 Patti: I feel my right glove connect with your eye, and I know that must have hurt, I would smile but my lips are feeling a little sore at the moment and I probably have split lip. Then you come at me like a Celtic wild woman, in a bar room brawl, swinging wildly, landing punches on my guard. The attempt is to drive me back to the ropes, and I do take a couple steps back, but then stop, and turtle up for a moment as you continue to pound into my guard, but I wait for an opening in those wild windmill punches and then do the unexpected, stepping back towards you, with a combo of jab, jab and then right straight towards the centre of your face, hoping I can land them between your wild punches….Mexican can brawl like the Irish, but this Mexican will try to keep her cool. yt
17:00 HeatherWins: I can't beat through that guard with the wild rain of green leather coming your way, and ....UHHH! my head snaps back..again..UHHH!! you bash a pair of jabs into my face , picking your shots between mine!!! I see you load up for a big right though, and I move my head just enough to let your right black glove sail over my shoulder! My left arm dip, then lifts upward, trying to tag the underside of your chin after you step into me!!! I feel my eye starting to throb and close a little, and I know I need to slow you down or I am not going to last much longer brawling with the stronger, more skilled latina brawler! yt
17:05 Patti: My jabs are perfectly timed, in between your wild punches, but then I feel the horror of my right glove strike through only empty air, a feeling that every boxer hates. As I do this, your green glove flashes up fast, tagging me in the chin, knocking my head backwards. Spit flies out of my mouth and sprays the air and I can hear the crowd erupt with excitement. I stumble back a couple of steps, and then try to get my guard back in place, as I try to reset my body mind and spirit as I try to clear the cobwebs out of my brain. yt
17:09 HeatherWins: I see a dazed look on your face for the first time in the fight, and it gives me a much needed boost of confidence and adrenaline!! I move in....JAB JAB JAB!! I snap off three right jabs aimed at the center of your face, aimed at your nose, before a left hook whips down and up , trying to gut you like you did to me earlier in the battle! I want to try and rob your older body of some air when I put my weight into the punch attempt and my upper back muscles flex from the effort of the punch attempt.HNNNNN!!! yt
17:14 Patti: I’m thinking, this chica is going to come at me mucho rapido…..what to do? I brace myself, you are again in Southpaw stance as your right jabs come at me fast, my guard is up and I am just peeking through my raised gloves, as you right bangs into my gloves, pounding my black gloves back into my face, but no damage here, until your left hook crashes into my gut, causing me to gasp and bend forward as the bell rings…..DING DING DING…Gasping for air, I come back up and then step back from you, watching you, as I I return to my corner. yt
17:17 HeatherWins: I curse the clock as I finally had this tough as nails Mexican mauler hurting!! I glare at you and head back to my corner, hearing it again that I lost the round. I get a cold compress on my swelling right eye , and spit out my mouthguard, taking in water. My body shimmers with sweat and my chest rises and falls to try and regain my breath. Getting sponged and rubbed, told to watch your powerful right, to hit and run and not brawl with you. I rise off my stool and take my gum shield back between my lips, biting down, ready to fight in round 3! yt
17:28 Patti: I’m breathing hard as I return to my corner and spit out my mouth guard, my dark eyes becoming even darker as I get towelled down. I’m told that I need to box more clever and keep my defences active, not to take any more head shots. I’m taking all this is in as I watch you across the ring, wishing I was in ear shot of the man giving you instructions. I’m told to make round 3 the last round, and I nod in agreement with coach, while thinking this is easy for him to say. The mouth guard is popped back in, and I stand, waiting for the sound of the bell, which comes far quicker than I would like. DING DING DING. yt
17:30 HeatherWins: I hear the bell, and move forward with a dash of caution this time. I shuffle my boots on the mat and move to the middle of the ring, standing there, waiting for you to come to me. I am showing southpaw against with my right boot forward and right glove up , left hanging little lower. The crowd is cheering around us as I lock eyes again with you, watching you closely to see how you react yt
17:36 Patti: Again I come out in my orthodox stance, I’m going to stick with what works, and watch you closely. You’re in Southpaw, so I figure you really are a lefty. Bueno. I see that your eye has now discoloured and I smile inwardly that this was my handiwork that did this. You are waiting for me to attack you as you pause in the centre of the ring, and I begin to move with irregular movements, from side to side as I approach you. I send out a quick double jab at your face, just wanting to test your reactions, and then circle to my right. yt
17:39 HeatherWins: Mmmf mmmfff that damn jab of yours has been a problem all night , and now is no different. You come at me with all that head and upper body movement, allowing my guard to falter just enough for you smack my face back twice to keep me off balance. I narrow my eyes and turn with you as you circle, then I lurch forward and whip my right glove down toward your navel for a body shot attempt, just before my left swings forward, stabbing a stiff overhand punch aimed at your right eye! I feel my eye really starting to close, and I want you to feel my pain, literally! HNNN!! yt
17:46 Patti: My jabs smack into your face, and this surprises me, as it suggests your reflexes are slowing a bit. I see your right go down and I twist my body to my right to take the shot on my upper arm, but this opens the left side of my face for the left overhand that pops the side of my left eye socket with a snap!......I immediately try to step into you as I twist back to centre, trying to drop my right and send a right uppercut up through the centre of your guard, hoping to land it on the point of your chin, and at nearly the same time, send a left hook up and swinging for that nice looking Celtic jaw line, all as my eye stings after getting slapped by that overhand flying green glove. yt
17:52 HeatherWins: I make a solid connection with your eye, and I watch your head pop back, until suddenly I am looking up at the bright overhead lamps above, then toward the ropes to my right!!! Sweat and spittle fly off my face and head as you put my head on a swivel with the wickedly timed and placed combo. My body sways to the right and down I go!!! I fall hard onto my chest and abs, with the side of my face bouncing off the canvas before coming to a rest. I just got decked by the flush landing blows, and the ref moves right in to usher you back toward the neutral corner as I play splayed out on the deck for the first knockdown of the fight yt
18:00 Patti: I feel my combo land, and then the thrill of you going down solidly, is a delight to behold. I standing over you for a moment, but quickly the ref shoves me back towards a neutral corner, as he begins his count…..ONE TWO THREE. I blink a few times, trying to clear my left eye from that overhand punch that you gave me, and watching on to see if this is a KO or only a knockdown. MY emotions now running high, as sweat drips from my forehead. yt
18:11 HeatherWins: I have been forced to kiss your leather, and now--the canvas floor. I press my gloves into the mat and push up slowly to all fours, shaking my head. I stare down at the deck, cursing myself for not fighting smarter. FOUR....FIVE.....SIX.... I kneel up, again, shaking my head, and taking all the precious seconds I can......SEVEN....EIGHT......then I rise to my feet and just beat the count of NINE. The ref holds my gloves and looks into my eyes, one clear, the other swelling. I nod I can continue, and he allows it....FIGHT!!' I get my guard up, and get on my bike, backpeddling and circling wide, trying to dance back with a much spring that is left in my legs, just trying to buy time and get my head and bearings back! yt
19:13 Patti: I’m already bouncing on my toes as I see you beat the 10 count, being driven by an adrenalin rush. I feel disappointed that this hard headed Celtic boxer is able to get back on her feet, but I figure I can put you right back down on the canvass, and as the ref finally shouts “fight”…..I cover the distance between us in record breaking time, knowing you will be at your weakest at this moment, and that I need to put you down soon, before your younger age and stamina kick in. So I come at you like a pit bull, left/right hook combos at your jaws, and then a left hook aimed just barely above your belt line. yt
19:21 HeatherWins: You come right at me , seemingly ready to try and put the finishing touches on me while I try to evade you as long as I can. I have my guard up to take the crisscrossing leather on my emerald boxing gloves, but the body shot sinks in a little deeper than expected . ...ummmmmfff....I fold into the punch and drape my arms and gloves over your shoulders, hanging on to you as my ivory legs tremble. My cheek rubbing yours as my gasps for breath can be heard right next to your left ear yt
19:26 Patti: I feel your weight as you hold onto me, your weight being heavy because of your muscle toned body, but hey, I think, no free rides here, as I hear the sound of your breath in my ear. I try to bring my gloves down and under your arms, try to give you a shove back towards the ropes, wanting to create some space between us, wanting to launch another flurry of punches if I can get you off me and on those ropes, my body now glistening with sweat. yt
19:29 HeatherWins: You muscle me off you and push me into the ropes before sending a barrage of black leather my way!! I try to defend, and block most of the incoming punches, but a few smack off my forehead, cheek and one against my already closing right eye!! I ear muff my temples with my gloves and draw my elbow and arms inward. Riding on the ropes defensively, I try to clear my head yet against this Mexican boxing machine has me reeling and weakened yt
19:33 Patti: I’m now running on adrenalin, as I start pummelling you on the ropes, after landing a few head shots, I lower my left and right gloves, trying to send in a couple of uppercuts towards your beltline, and then hoping you will react, I then swing up with a left/right hook combo at your jaws on either side of your face…..ignoring my pain and tiredness as sweat flies off my body, no longer bouncing but rather flatfooted as I try to put you down. yt
19:36 HeatherWins: I try to run out the clock in round three, but you are not having it . You take what is available, bashing my beltline with wicked hard body shots, cramping me up and forcing my guard to wilt in reaction, and that is when you let me have it! My head is crashed to the right....then left....with the last shot ejecting my mouthguard so it flies right out of the ring, with spittle, sweat and blood flying into the air! My eyes roll back into my head and my body goes rigid as I fall hard onto my side near the ropes, slowly rolling to my back with my right arm and glove stretched over my head, and my left arm and leg drape under the rope and dangle off the edge of the apron yt
19:40 Patti: Suddenly you crumple in front of me, and my arms and gloves just drop to my side, the ref now pushing me off……and I step back to a neutral corner, and he starts his count, ONE TWO THREE and of course, I realise the bell is not too far away from ringing as well….I also watch with concern, wondering whether you are ok…….and then I feel this tiredness coming over me as my muscles relax. yt
19:43 HeatherWins: You just starched me with that flush landing combo, and I am deep on my trip down Dream Street! FOUR...FIVE....SIX...SEVEN.... my only signs of movement is my labored breathing as you didn't just put me down for 10...you knocked me out cold with your Mexican might!....EIGHT ...NINE........TEN....KNOCKOUT!!! yt
19:46 Patti: I'm in my corner watching the activities, and then hear the ref say TEN and wave his hands......and YEESSSSSSSSS!.......A knockout......feeling relief that I am not past it as a fighter. I raise my gloved hands over my head and take a little strut around the ring, and then of course go over towards you as the crew is trying to revive you, hoping that you are ok.....and will be in shape for a rematch soon. yt
19:49 HeatherWins: I am revived and brought around on my stool, with my head recoiling from the smelling salts. I blink and shake my head, feeling every bruise and ache on my body and face, while watching you celebrate your win. I was thoroughly outboxed between the ropes tonight, but I am vowing to train hard, get stronger, and challenge this Mexican boxer again very soon. But for now, it is your night....PATTI KNOCKS OUT HEATHER AT THE 2:47 MARK OF ROUND 3.
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