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Dei vs Valenzuela

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Deisweets

Valenzuela

16:24 Valenzuela: I have created the private room #Deisweets_vs_Valenzuela.

16:31 Valenzuela: I have invited @Deisweets to join #Deisweets_vs_Valenzuela.

17:39 Valenzuela: The setting is a sleazy, dimly lit underground fight club in the heart of Nuevo Laredo, Mexico, just across the border. It’s the kind of place where danger lurks in every corner, and the smell of sweat, booze, and blood fills the air. The venue is packed with a crowd of high-rolling clientele, all dressed in expensive suits and designer dresses, their eyes glued to the triangular-shaped ring at the center of the room. The ring itself, with its unusual three-sided structure, feels tight and unforgiving—designed to leave fighters with little room to escape.

Each side has rusty chains instead, adding to the rough, no-holds-barred atmosphere. Cigarette smoke hangs heavy in the air, and a spotlight casts long shadows on the grimy floor, littered with remnants of previous fights.

17:39 Valenzuela: The stakes are high tonight—a brutal NHB (No Holds Barred) bareknuckle boxing match with a $10,000 prize for the fighter left standing. There are no rules, no disqualifications, and no mercy. The ref is merely a formality, his job to start the fight and declare the victor.

17:40 Valenzuela: The Fighters:

17:40 Valenzuela: First, there’s Deisweets, the 40-year-old American fighter standing at 5 ft 6 in and weighing 121 lbs. Her body is lean, sculpted from years of underground fighting, and her eyes burn with the confidence of an experienced brawler. Deisweets boasts an impressive 7:1 record in these unsanctioned, gritty bouts, and though she’s older, her experience and precision have earned her respect in the underground circuit. Her strategy is often methodical—she picks apart her opponents, biding her time until she finds the perfect opportunity to deliver a knockout punch.

17:41 Valenzuela: Her is the local crowd favorite, Valenzuela—the fiery 30-year-old Mexicana. At 5 ft 3 in and 120 lbs, she’s smaller and younger than Deisweets, but she’s got more ring time under her belt. Valenzuela’s 14:13 record shows her willingness to step into the ring more often, even if that means more losses. Her style is more chaotic and reckless, a whirlwind of raw energy and aggression. Though her record is patchy, her resilience is what keeps the bookies from counting her out. Valenzuela has been known to take punishing hits and still come back for more, swinging hard with her fists.

17:41 Valenzuela: The Bookie’s Odds: The oddsmakers have their work cut out for them tonight, factoring in each fighter’s strengths and weaknesses. Deisweets, with her height advantage and excellent fight record, comes in as the slight favorite. At 40 years old, her experience is invaluable, and her methodical, precise fighting style gives her an edge. The bookies have her as a 3:2 favorite. On the other hand, Valenzuela is seen as the underdog despite her fierce energy and hometown advantage. With more ring time but a patchy 14:13 record, she’s a 5:4 underdog.

17:43 Valenzuela: I now enter the ring feeling proud and confident. Sliding between the ropes, wearing only bikini bottoms, as the topless nature of this fight is why there is such a big prize. “Deisweets?” I hiss. C’mon off it, I mean really? A 40 year old woman that should be taking care of her grandkids, not stepping into the ring with a fast moving boxer like me. Maybe knitting some pajamas for the grandkids and having a cup of cocoa?

17:44 Valenzuela: After getting into this odd shaped ring, I move toward my corner, loosening up as I shadow box with quick, precise strikes. I fire off a rapid one-two—left jab, right cross into the air, aimed straight for where my opponents forehead would be, my fists snapping back as quickly as they shoot out. I follow with a tight left hook, twisting my hips into it, imagining it smacking into Deisweets’ ribs, my bare breasted tits swing in time with the hook.

My feet pivot smoothly, and I weave low as I imagine a counter punch coming. As I stand up, I launch a sharp right cross, picturing it landing square on her chin, the power surging through my shoulders. As I reach the corner, I throw a right uppercut into the padded turnbuckle, visualizing it driving up into her stomach, and then a quick left hook aimed for her jaw. I finish with another fast jab-cross combo, feeling the sting of each punch in the air.

05:29 Deisweets: As I hear my name being announced I slowly head out to the ring where my foe is shadow boxing around I stare her down as I approach the ring just in my black thong my slender body glistens from sweat where I have been warming up in the back. As I reach the ring I climb the steps and get in the ring feeling how tight it is going to be a smile crosses my face as I know this is going to be a up close war between the two of us tonigh

05:31 Deisweets:

05:59 Valenzuela: I watch and smirk as you make your ring entrance, noticing you move good for a 40yo, and of course that red hair on your white skin makes you look magnificent, I feel a twinge if jealousy as the Mexicans look on with their admiring brown eyes. They don't have many preliminaries for these kinds of fights, as the guys and butch gals in the crowd want to see action. I begin to bounce on the balls of my feet as I wait for the bell, my tits bouncing in time with my feet. Then DING!

06:35 Deisweets: As the bell sounds I check out your younger body as I get my guard in place and step to center of the ring to meet you circling with you as we feel each other out looking for weakness to take advantage of in this big fight. My body covered with sweat and moving freely I know all my hard cardio work is going to suprise you with my stamina and speed combo I keep my body and head moving as we step to each other neither wanting to give an inch.

06:35 Deisweets: Yy

06:41 Valenzuela: I move out of my corner, a light sheen of perspiration glistening on my tanned skin already, from my shadow boxing. My dark eyes tracking your movements, and my fists raised in a peekaboo guard, staring over the tops of my fists. You look fit, probably some kind of fitness junkie, but im confident you can't go the distance with me. I bob side to side to become a more confusing target, and I wiggle my fingers to taunt you to come at me. But this is a distraction, I don't wait and suddenly lunge towards you, trying a left jab towards your chin, wanting to focus your mind upstairs, then swing a vicious right uppercut out towards your lower rib cage, dipping at my knees to try to pound my fist under your elbow.

06:49 Deisweets: I have watched your fight so I am well prepared for the distractions that you try to use I keep my guard tight picking off your jab and pivot to left as your right upper cut is coming up as it grazes my belly I counter with a overhand left coming down at your nose as your swing brings you back up. And follow that with a straight short right at your navel keeping my punches short and my guard tight.

07:05 Valenzuela: You make short work of my jab, slapping it away and then twist left to make my uppercut miss. As I'm coming back up, you land a brutal left overhand on my nose, going over my extended right and showing great reflexes and boxing I.Q. A little blood dribbles out of one nostril as your right fist pounds my navel, making me tighten my abs to absorb the impact. I'm nor gonna back down, and grit my teeth, and mouth guard as I try to counter punch with a left hook at your jaw, trying to swing it over your right shoulder and then drop my right fist going for an uppercut towards your chin, determined I'll dominate you early, in spite of your early success.

07:12 Deisweets: I feel my punches land solid and I see the dribble of blood coming out of your nostril I breathe a bit easier knowing I caused the first damage but am a little suprised as your left hook catches my jaw slowing and making me step back a step and your uppercut comes up just short but takes up across my breast causing my nipples to turn red I grunt as I come back at you flicking a double left jab at your nose as my short right goes towards your navel again.

07:19 Valenzuela: I take some satisfaction as my left hook catches you unaware and forces you back, but I go off balances as my uppercut misses, just brushing lightly over your nipple. The crowd seem to be thrilled, tension mounts as they place last moment bets. You come back at me fast, taking advantage of my missed upper and out of place guard, pimping a double left jab into my nose, snapping my head back and making some blood now dribble out of both nostrils. I'm enraged but step back and your right straight falls short of my navel. I see an opening and try a right cross at your right eye, stepping forward, and the try another left hook at your jaw again, seeing if I can put more power in it as I twist my hips.

07:34 Deisweets: As my right comes up short you step back in catching me in the eye with your right opening a small cut under my eye as your left hook smack off of my guard I pivot that way digging a hard right hook at your liver and shot another left jab at your nose trying to keep you distracted and off guard with my offence and hoping to wear your younger body down some.

07:36 Valenzuela: .

07:42 Valenzuela: My right cross catches you in the eye, opening a cut under it, and I can imagine you're gonna have a shinner shortly. My left hook only smacks off your guard, and with left out of place you pivot and send a hard right hook under my left, crossing over to hit my liver region, I tense my abs but it's a hard, stunning punch. A left comes out at my nose, but im stepping back to catch my breath, letting your fist touch the air in front of my nose. I try to get my fists back up, trying to breath through the pain of the liver punch.

07:45 Deisweets: Feeling better that you have stepped back and did not rush back in I know my liver punch has winded you I move forward angling your back towards a corner as I advance on you I feint a left jab again at your nose only the shot a short right at your navel as the left shoots out again as a hook aimed at your right eye. Wanting to keep the pace up so your body does not recover.

07:51 Valenzuela: As I step back, you come forward, sensing I'm in a lot of pain from your fist punching my liver. I jab comes up at my nose, and I raise my guard to block it, as you have already made it nice tender. Only instead a short right comes out and pummel my navel, forcing a grunt from lips. A left hook comes out at my eye, so I dip under it and as I come up, I try to open my arms to wrap then around your sweaty body if I can move fast enough.

07:58 Deisweets: I hear your grunt as my punch hits your navel and you move in wrapping your arms around me trying to get a break to rest up I use your clinch to my advantage driving you back into the corner and holding my weight against you as I try to land some short slapping blows against your body. Just trying to wear on you holding my weight and get you to release the clinch as I feel my eye starting to swell some from your earlier punch.

08:13 Valenzuela: You turn my clinch against me! I had intended to try and wear you down, but now I'm bearing your weight, and you've pushed me back into the narrow corner of the triangular snapped ring."BITCH" I hiss in your ear as our breasts push tightly together. Uggg....you swipe some short choppy blows into my sides. I try to snake my left calf around the back of your left knee and the release the clinch to put my right on your chin to push, hoping to push and trip you to the canvass to escape out of this very confining corner.

08:19 Deisweets: I feel your leg wrap around mine and as I do I drape my gloves over the ropes behind you as you release and shove on my face I only move a few inches before my hands stop me as I lift up my free foot and bring my heel down on top of your planted foot hoping you will drop your other leg back to the canvas to take some weight off of your injured foot.

08:24 Valenzuela: Agggg! Oh fuck! I can't budge you as you hold the ropes behind me, and suddely stomp my toes hard, I have to unwrap my leg from behind yours to bear my weight, but keep pushing right hand on your chin to try and create some space, wanting to bring my left arm up and out try a hooking elbow at your jaw, close range

08:31 Deisweets: As your foot drops you force me back a few steps and your elbow catches the very tip of my chin turning my head to the side some as I throw a straight right at your navel again as I shove your left arm past my face with my left keeping your arm up longer I feel a little blood coming from cut on my eye and now a cut on my chin I hiss you will pay for that.

08:37 Valenzuela: My elbow catches the tip of your chin, nor a serious blow, but it opens a little cut and backs you up a little, you keep my arm raised long enough to punch a straight right into my navel, and even with tightening my abs it hurts as you have been working over my body since the fight started. I move right to try and circle back towards the centre, and then try a fainted jab at your right puffy eye, but instead go for a right and left straight punch combo at your solar plexus, marking the spot under your breasts. Yr

08:43 Deisweets: You circle well but I can tell the body punches are slowing you and your toes I stomped are making it hard for you to plant and put your full power on your punches you feint the jab my hand moves to block it and it stops I know my body is open so intense my abs and swivel my hips turning my body making the left glancing blow but the right lands flush causing me to gasp as I try a left and right hook at your face with your arms down low. And then bounce back a step to make some more room.

08:52 Valenzuela: You figure out my feint, but at least my right lands flush. I know my hands are low, so I weave quickly expecting a counter punch up high, so your hooks find the empty air space over my head. You move back from me, to reset, so I can't counter punch. This time I lunge forward a little, and feint a right straight at your plexus, but instead try a left jab at your right eye. I'm breathing hard, and realizing I'm fighting a superfit woman.

08:55 Deisweets: As you jump in I go to block the low shot instead your left jab lands flush on my eye making the blood flow again but helps in easing the swelling as your left lands I hook another right at your liver under the extended left and a short right jab at your breast as I shake my head slinging blood from my cut

09:01 Valenzuela: My left hits your bruised eye, and I smirk, but it's very short lived as you pump another hook into my liver, searing pain shoots across the body, then your right knuckle drives solidly into my soft fleshy breast, using my dark nipple as a bullseye to target. Uggggg.. .I let out a dull moan and step back towards the centre of the ropes, avoiding the corners, needing to reset my fists 👊

09:06 Deisweets: I smile with blood covering the side of my face and dripping down on to my body as I follow after you feinting the right hook to the body again instead coming over the top with a right at your nose knowing your body is getting beat hard and you will want to protect it at all cost now

09:18 Valenzuela: My backward movement is stopped cold by the ropes, and my mind races, what will I do, or more to the point is what will Deisweets try to do? These rapid thoughts are for naught as you stay in step, like a wicked monster with a bloodied face pursuing me. I drop my guard to protect my bruised belly, liver and breast, but instead a right overhand flys up and over battering my nose, more blood now flows, dribbling between my tits as my head snaps back. I let out a soft whimper as my nose begins to swell, but no gringa gets away with this! With my guard low, I punch back with a left hook towards the side of your right tit, and then a right uppercut towards the bottom of your left boob.

09:24 Deisweets: As the blood starts flowing from your busted nose you unleash on my breast snapping them to the side and up I grunt white each hit bitting down hard on my mouth guard I come over the top with a left at your nose again followed by a right upper cut at your breast hoping you try to duck the left and bring your face into the upper cut

09:30 Valenzuela: I feel good as my knuckles drill into your tits, I'd smirk, except my nose and liver hurt too much. With me striking body shots, I anticipate a head shot and duck under the left overhand, thinking it's smart boxing, only my jaw meets your knuckles as I go down, snapping my head back. My body Flys up and my back hits the top rope, my tits bouncing around. I feel woozy as my fists flap around, tits flapping around too.

09:30 Valenzuela: Too late to realize you set me up.

09:35 Deisweets: As my left goes I see you sinking down and I know you have walked right into my trap and I feel my knuckles crash into your chin standing you up straight and knocking you back into the ropes I see your arms and breast flapping and smile again as I shoot a hard left and right straight at those flapping breast hoping to flatten them against you and cause you even more pain.

09:40 Valenzuela: I just got a not so wonderful boxing lesson from a tough and experienced gringa, who now pounds my tits straight punches, making want to step back. But those ropes are unyielding and I feel a bit dizzy from that uppercut, not to mention foolish. I get my guard up and try to box my way off the ropes, swinging out short left and right hook combo towards your ears!

09:48 Deisweets: I can see the desperation in your eyes now as you start to realize you have miss read this older lady and she is more fit and tough then you gave her credit for I keep my guard high catching your punches at my ears and lunge in jamming my shoulder in to your breast and sneer I will drink you under the table after I knock you out too as I chop a short left and right at your body then step back 2 seps.

09:54 Valenzuela: My hooks get blocked on your high guard, never thought I should throw hooks, but when you are getting boxed on the ropes, you get desperate. Especially when you are in pain. You lunge forward ramming your shoulder between my tits, and they smoosh out to the side from the impact, that sends me deeper into the top rope. As my back bends the top rope back, I bring my fists to a high guard, which allows you to chop a short left and right into my body. As you step back, the spring in the ropes sends me forward, and with a high guard, I try to land a right overhand punch between your eyes.

09:58 Deisweets: Your bounce back off of the ropes catching me bit and your right lands between my eye snapping my head back and making my eyes water and I’m glad I had worked your body so hard already I take one more step back shaking my head and sending a left jab at you face as I buy a few seconds to clear my head and get my cover back in place.

10:03 Valenzuela: I am breathing really hard, and not understanding how this older woman still has stamina as I feel exhausted after 5 minutes of continuous bareknuckle boxing. My fist catches her between the eyes bit left comes out and catches me in the mouth, splitting my lower lip, rocking my head back, and I ache all over. I raise my fists to high guard and slowly begin to circle. The Mexicans are shouting out advice, I don't listen, they mean well but no nothing. Although the find you sexy, they don't want me to lose. Exhausted, I feint out a couple of jabs at your face.

10:09 Deisweets: I’m still feeling fresh knowing all of my running I do every day and 150 crunches keeps me in top shape and my cardio very high I see her head pop back again and hear the crowd telling her what to do as we circle I keep my guard in place as you fake some punches I step forward again landing on your lead foot as I fake a jab at your nose and shoot the right at your liver again keeping the high and low punches hoping to keep you off guard.

10:16 Valenzuela: You comecat me fast, landing and stomping my lead foot, this is us quite the distraction, I keep my guard high, but that jab never comes, you start to send a right at my liver, and I twist my body to rake the hit in my ribs, a hard punch that makes a loud noise and my face gimmace. I pull my lead left foot back, now stumbling a bit from the pain, and finding it difficult to keep up with you speed and freshness. I try to counter with a left hook at your ear, and drop my right to send an uppercut towards your chin. Determined to work through my pain and tiredness and bring this gringa down!

10:22 Deisweets: As my hook land and know it was not in the spot I wanted it to land I glimpse your left out of corner of my eye pulling my head back and jutting my chest out the left misses but the right upper cut sinks into the bottom of my jutting breast causing a big grunt to come form my mouth. I try a short left hook at your face and then pivot that way with my body knowing your feet are slowing you down some now.

10:27 Valenzuela: I can no longer bounce lightly on the balls of my feet, as you have stomped the toes of both feet, being the bitch you are. You pull back from my left hook at your ear, but my right uppercut hits your left boob, making it fly up! But you swing a short left hook into my jaw, twisting my face to the left, spit spraying everywhere out of my mouth as I bite down hard on my mouth guard. You pivot to the left, my right, and I try something really high risk, I pivot on my right foot and try to send a spinning back fist at your face with my left fist.!

10:34 Deisweets: My tits now turning black and blue from the beating I watch the spit fly from your mouth as my punch lands flush and you go for high risk forgetting how bad your feet hurt which slows your pivot and lets me bring my fist up catching your back fist as our knuckles clash together I shake my fist as I shot my elbow forward at you nipple.

10:38 Valenzuela: Uggg! I can't spin fast enough to take you and my fist crashes into your knuckles.....ouch! my knuckles already hurt, but hit yours square on does not help. UGGG! I lean forward as you drive your pointed elbow into my tit...my mouth gasping from the pain...My Mexicana pride won't let me retreat, I try to stand my ground, swinging a left and right hook at your ears, again wanting to make you loose your balance if I can hammer them.

10:45 Deisweets: My elbow crushes into you tit and you are tough so I know you will not quit or back up I see you flash your injured knuckles toward my ear I lean my head that way taking the punch on the hard top of my skull hear your knuckle smash into it opening me up and you other hook catches me in the side of neck I bounce back a few steps swiping my glove over the top of my head and seeing blood on it you bitch you wil pay for that I dance right and left shaking my head and throw a left jab at your breast but the right instead of going to body is a overhand at your busted nose as the blood runs down my face

10:51 Valenzuela: My body is now total we with sweat, dehydrated after 6 minutes of nonstop bareknuckle boxing against a gringa that is extraordinarily fit. My left hits the top of your head, and maybe opens a superficial cut, but the sharp pain in my fist tells me that my left is probably useless, if I use it again, it will break….you did this deliberately…so I snarl at you. My right hits your neck, you dance right then left, like a fucking ghost and suddenly your jab my right tit, and your overhand right busts my nose, the pain is now intense…too intense to absorb as tears stream out of my eyes..I step back towards the corner, trying to guard up and protect myself….

10:56 Deisweets: My breathing starting to get a bit ragged I see your left is hurt and you don’t want to use it anymore as you fall back to the corner I see the blood from your nose covering your dark breast and I step to my right moving in on your left side as I keep my left tucked tight to me I dig my right at your guard aiming for your hand as I know it is hurt now and I want to make sure you are one handed the rest of the fight as I know we can’t keep up this pace much longer.

10:58 Valenzuela: I'm now trapped, again, in the corner, and you dig at my left hand, hurting it more. I let out a little scream from the pain, but keep my right fist high, to guard my nose. I feel terrified and trapped, not understanding how it came to this, being dominated by a gringa.....my nose hurt and my left fist badly injured.

11:03 Deisweets: Knowing I have you trapped now the crowd is going wild throwing drinks at me as I fake a left at your injured left and I dip and dig a hard right at your liver again as beer splashes all over me from some guy in the crowd. I know I need to end this soon.

11:08 Valenzuela: I can barely breathe, my chest heaving as sweat pours down my body, and blood drips from my busted nose, staining my skin. My left hand throbs with sharp pain, I'm not even sure I can make a fist anymore. Each breath feels like fire, and I can't even raise my guard fully. I'm trapped in the corner, and I can feel Deisweets coming for me, pressing in closer, relentless, punishing me for every mistake. How did it come to this? I was supposed to be faster, tougher... but this gringa, she’s breaking me down. My pride screams at me to keep fighting, to hit back, but the pain... Uggg....your fist punches in under my ribs and crunches my liver, the pain is sickening....I feel cold bear splashing everywhere....oh fuck fuck fuck....My back slides down the turnbuckle and I land on my ass.....you are standing over me, fists raised, peeking down at me over your tits, your red hair now damp with sweat, and clinging to parts of your face....

11:12 Deisweets: I stand over you beer dripping off of me motioning for you to get up and fight as I suck breaths In watching to see if you will get back up to your feet or if I should finish you where you sit in the corner on you ass at my feet.

11:15 Valenzuela: My pride demands that I get up, all the Mexicans are shouting for me to get up, the pain is stunning, but I have to get up, I can't stay down here staring into your sweat soaked thong. I grip the middle rope with my right hand and slowly pull myself up to a crumpled standing position, and raise my right to protect my nose. "Gonna kill you gringa!" I hiss with brado!

11:19 Deisweets: I watch you slowly pull you self back to your feet and try to cover up but see only your right hand coming up I look at you and tell you that you have heart but it is not enough tonight as I hook at your right side with my left to keep your guard busy I twist all I have left into a overhand right at your chin looking to send you down to stay and fill my pockets with money for a big win. The crowd has gone silent as they see everything as in slow motion.

11:27 Valenzuela: I drop my right to try to protect my ribs from your left hook, but my reflexes are slow and you smack your knuckles hard into my ribs. With my right down, you send a hard overhand right into my chin, that snaps my head back, and for the second time, my back slides down the turn buckle landing me on my fucking ass, legs spread apart, and again staring up at your sweat soaked thong, you standing right over me, staring down at me over your tits, and its just so fucking humiliating to be beaten like this in front of my crowd. I'm barely conscious and my vision comes and goes....The “ref” counts quickly….UNO DOS TRES CUATRO CINCO SEIS SIETE OCHO NUEVO DIEZ…. ¡Noqueado! Then he raises your arm above your head to declare you winner. Somehow, even though you whooped my ass and took my prize money, I find you so sexy….the fight was not personal, or was it?

11:30 Valenzuela:

11:32 Deisweets: As the ref drops my hand I walk over reaching down I pull you to your feet and hold your body against mine as I raise your right hand up telling the crowd to show their applause for a great and tough fighter who gave her all as the crowd roars I help you over and out of ring and help you to a booth in the corner here we sit side by side and I motion for the waitress to bring us their best Mescal so we can drink together.

11:33 Valenzuela: Yes, I definitely want to have drinks with this wild red haired gringa beauty for drinks to kill the pain, and maybe something further, when my body heals…. end or

11:38 Deisweets: I clink my glass on yours and pound back a shot as I wink at you we can do more anytime.

11:38 Deisweets: The end

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