Female Boxing Federation

Queen_Idunn: I find myself in the center of the ring, the lights shining down on me as the crowd begins to roar with excitement. My body feels light, ready. The black bikini I'm wearing highlights my figure and allows me to move with agility. My tight red gloves feel like an extension of my own fists, ready for what's next. The scent of sweat and leather from the ring fills my lungs, but my mind is completely focused on what I have to do. My dark red hair falls over my shoulders, shining with every move I make, like a flame that won't go out. On the other side, I see my opponent. Her purple hair sets her apart, but I can't help but be amazed by her shorter stature. I don't underestimate anyone, I know that in the ring height isn't everything, but I can't help but feel that the playing de field is in my favor. I brace myself, adjust my gloves, and with a defiant smile, I step forward. This is what I came to do, this is who I am. Let's see if she's ready for the coming storm.

Ayane_First: *Being in the ring, I see you from a distance, your imposing sensual figure endowed with beauty and strength, Compared to me, you are a goddess and I am a disgrace, I am thin, I wear my white two-piece bikini and my white gloves equally, I walk timidly until I try to get closer to you... Looking up to you because of our height difference.* - You are really tall, young lady... - *I tell you this in order to break the ice between us.*

Queen_Idunn: As the bell was about to ring in the air, I confidently approach you to shorten the distance between you and me, leaving only a few inches of separation between your face and my pompous cleavage. With my hands on my waist, I adopt an uninhibited stance as I smile mischievously at you. “Come on honey, I bet this isn’t the first time you’ve been spanked, is it? Hahaha” I let out a biting joke, letting the mocking laugh escape from my lips..

Ayane_First: *I blushed upon hearing your words, then I adopted my seemingly firm and determined stance.* - Don't underestimate me, otherwise, you'll regret it... - *I answer you, then the bell rings and I quickly decide to attack you to give you two hooks in your face to inaugurate the encounter between you and me.*

Queen_Idunn: The fight has begun and the sound of gloves hitting the air echoes in my ears. You lunge at me, propelling yourself forward with force. I see the first hook coming, a quick and decisive movement. With trained flexibility, I lean to the right, letting your fist pass, the wind caressing my cheek. I don’t give it time to recover; your second hook comes out like a snake, but I’m ready. I crouch in an agile movement, feeling the energy flow through me. With a defiant smile, I roll to the side, dodging your attack with grace. Now is my chance. Resuming my position, I twist my hips and throw a right hook straight to your face, one and then the other left to your other cheek, with lethal precision. I feel the satisfaction of having found my rhythm. The second follows, a dance of strength and agility. The audience is amazed, and I am here, at my best, ready for whatever comes next.

Ayane_First: - What?... - *That thought of surprise was what ran through my mind when you dodge my two hooks with ease, You strut around and then take advantage of my openings to counterattack.* - Ughh... Ughhh... - *Your two hooks demolished my cheeks making me bounce from side to side, shaking my saliva as my body almost gave in to the daze, but with no intention of giving up, I try to come back with a surprise right hook to your face.* - Take this... -

Queen_Idunn: The fight is going on and the tension in the air is palpable. I can see you, seemingly frustrated, lunging at me with a desperate hook, as if it were your last card. Your movement is a reflection of your determination, but I have experience on my side. With a quick step back, I dodge your hook, letting your fist slide close to my face. The timing is perfect: my counterattack has arrived. I take advantage of the distance you created and, with an agile twist of my hips forward, I throw a brutal right hook straight to your stomach. The impact can be forceful, I feel the energy of my blow about to resonate in the ring when I manage to hit you. The crowd erupts in cheers as I long to see your face contort in momentary pain. I can’t let you recover; the fight is far from over and I’m ready to move on.

Ayane_First: *I felt like I almost fell over when my next blow was again gracefully evaded, That left me open for a more powerful blow that resonated in my belly.* - Ughh! - *The spit of saliva comes out of my mouth when your fist bends me in half, taking the air out of my lungs, I hunch forward trying to take two steps back so I can regain some of my posture.*

Queen_Idunn: The air was thick with tension as I approached you, sweat dripping down my forehead. With my heart pounding and adrenaline flowing, I remembered the well-aimed punch I had landed on your gut. Your gesture motivated me even more. With a defiant smile, I raised my red gloves, preparing for the next move. I stood my ground, focusing my energy on the next blow. With a swift movement, I crouched slightly and, loading the momentum into my legs, I threw a powerful Uppercut straight to your jaw. My glove wanted to hit the target so that the impact would resonate throughout the room. I knew that this blow would not only be a punishment, but a warning that I was not there to play around. The crowd erupted in cheers as I prepared for what was to come next, ready to keep fighting with every fiber of my being.

Ayane_First: *As I stood bent over clutching my aching stomach, I see you approaching, you crouch down and all I can see after the explosive red of your glove in my vision, a darkness filled with darkness as my head almost detached itself from my body, lifting me into the air, I could have fallen onto the canvas if it weren't for the ropes that faithfully received me and saved me from being knocked down.* - Agh!... -

Queen_Idunn: After that shocking uppercut, I watch as you fall, trapped in the ropes, your body seeming to struggle to regain balance. A wave of satisfaction runs through me as I see your frustration reflected on your face. Without wasting a second, I decide to take advantage of your weakness. I run towards you, my red gloves shining under the ring lights. As I get closer, I can’t help but let out a mocking laugh. “Is that all you got?” I shout with disdain in my tone, as I flex my arm and raise my right fist from below to throw the final blow. With a quick and precise movement, I concentrate all my strength in a powerful punch aimed at your stomach. “Who’s the real boxer here?” I add, enjoying your pain and the shocked look of the crowd. With every joke that leaves my lips, I know I’m one step closer to victory.

Ayane_First: - OOoouughhh... - *Your fist crashes loudly into my belly, sinking into my insides until it crushes my stomach, a blow so strong that it has taken care of emptying the little air left in my lungs, Pain takes over me, the muscle contraction in my belly prevents me from breathing, my eyes turn white as I hug my aching stomach, I fall heavily to my knees, hugging my belly... motionless and stunned.*

Queen_Idunn: After my devastating punch, I watched as you fell to your knees, struggling to catch your breath. The sight of your hunched body at my feet and your face of despair was all I needed to fuel my confidence. With a mocking smile on my face, I inched closer and looked down, enjoying the moment. “So that’s all your strength?” I said, laughing mockingly. “I hope you’ve learned your lesson.” As I moved back and forth, I began to count out loud to the crowd of supporters and witnesses, each number like another punch echoing in your mind. “One!” I shouted in a sparkling tone, giving you time to process your situation. “Two!” I continued, looking out at the crowd and enjoying their excitement. The tension was building, the atmosphere was about to explode, and my laughter echoed in the air. “And now, three!” —I exclaimed, challenging you to get up, certain that this moment would be a clear reminder of my superiority in the ring.

Ayane_First: *With my stomach ache, I try to get up, holding on to the ropes weakly, but breathing is difficult, my belly won't stop hurting, A cough escapes my mouth as I fall back to my knees, sore and dazed.*

Queen_Idunn: With each passing second, I watched as you struggled to get up, but your efforts seemed pathetic under my mocking gaze. Your face showed a mix of determination and discouragement, but I couldn’t help but enjoy the spectacle. “Look who’s trying to get up, how brave!” I exclaim, laughing derisively. “Do you really think you can keep up this fight?” As you struggled to stand, I continued the count, each number that fell from my lips a reminder of your desperation. “Four!” I shouted, enjoying watching your body shake as you tried to stay upright. “Five!” I continued, shaking my head in mockery. “They’re counting you, aren’t you ashamed? Looks like you won’t learn today!” The crowd was on the edge of their seats, and I loved being the center of attention, each laugh from the spectators fueling my confidence. “And now… six!” —I finished, challenging you with a look that said that, no matter your efforts, this fight was coming to an end.

Ayane_First: *I continue listening to the count from you, then finally when I recover some of the lost air, I grab the ropes firmly and slowly, I get up until I finally stand up, saving myself from the count.* - ufff... -

Queen_Idunn: As I counted, I noticed that with great effort, you finally managed to get up just as the count reached six. Your determination was surprising, but that only intensified my teasing. “Look who’s up again!” I exclaimed with a sarcastic laugh. “I thought you were ready for bed.” I continued counting, enjoying every second of your struggle. With a flash of defiance in my eyes, I lunged at you, preparing for a forceful attack. “Here’s a reminder of who rules this ring,” I said, throwing a powerful left hook to your navel to make you double over. Just before you could recover, I quickly executed two left and right Uppercuts to each of your cheeks to leave you reeling. The crowd erupted in cheers and the moment filled me with energy and satisfaction as I watched you struggle to stay on your feet.

Ayane_First: *I had managed to get up, but indeed, your strength has no limits, I am in pieces, completely finished, The only thing holding me up are the ropes because my arms are tangled in them, But seeing how you approach, beyond being surprised, I prepare myself for the worst.* - Ugh! ... - *Your fist hits my aching stomach heavily for the next time, leaving me bent forward as I spit saliva on you, I hug my abdomen in desperation only to be hit hard by the two loud bangs that lift my head again and again.* - Agh! ... Oughh!! - *The leather of your gloves almost turned off my lights, after your second Uppercut, I fell on you with my face in the middle of your cleavage, hugging you to avoid falling.*

Queen_Idunn: After the two uppercuts landed on your jaw, I saw you collapse, falling exhausted and with your face right in the middle of my cleavage. The scene was almost comical. With a cocky smile and playing with my hands on my waist, I leaned forward, enjoying the moment. "Wow, it seems like your last idea was a total failure, don't you think?" I said mockingly, looking down in satisfaction. The audience burst into laughter, and I couldn't resist showing off my black bikini, which highlighted my movements. "You know what? I think this is the best place for you..." I continued, while making a gesture of disdain. "Maybe you should consider a new job, because taking hits doesn't seem to be your thing." I laughed again, letting my words flow like a river, feeling the power I had at this moment. "Do you realize that your efforts have been in vain?" —I expected more from you, but it seems like you only served as a pillow today —I added as I straightened up and looked at the crowd, enjoying their response.

Ayane_First: - Pfff... - *Your two delicious pillows greeted me with cordiality, I can hear the audience booing and mocking me when they see me in this pitiful state, I feel so humiliated, and yet it is something I am enjoying very much, it has been a long time since I was dominated as much as this moment, I really love it, I'm fascinated by it and I'm enjoying it a lot.*

Queen_Idunn: Not losing the momentum of the advantage, I decided to take things one step further. With a bold gesture, I pushed your face with my cleavage, almost as if I was pointing out your destiny. “Oh, you like my new technique?” I taunted, enjoying the humiliation. Just when you thought you were out of the fight, I threw a powerful uppercut straight to your jaw, to make your head snap back with a thud. “That should open your eyes,” I exclaimed with a mocking laugh, feeling the energy of the crowd around me. As if that wasn’t enough, I took advantage of your vulnerability and, with a quick maneuver, unleashed a strong and precise right punch aimed at your stomach accompanied by the twist of my landlady, hoping to knock the air out of your lungs to see you bend your body even more. “Are you going to give up now? Because I don’t see this getting any better for you,” I said as I watched you fall, enjoying every second of your frustration. Hands on my hips, I stare at you, wanting you to know how far ahead I was of your competition. “Did you think you could beat me, little one? What a beautiful illusion,” I add, laughing as I step back, ready for whatever happens next.

Ayane_First: *You push me with your cleavage, I inevitably take a couple of steps back, but it's not enough, as you're immediately back in front of me, Your Uppercut soars with an unstoppable torpedo hitting my jaw painfully, drawing saliva from my mouth and shaking off the sweat while my dazed gaze focuses on the ceiling... But not for long.* - OOoouughhh... - *The painful, sonorous impact collides in my stomach with the crash of your fist that bends me in half, I spit saliva as my eyes whiten, My legs give way and I fall to my knees again, clutching my stomach in desperation and gasping for air.* - Ugh! - *I moan in pain, just then the DING of the bell announces the end of the first round. The nightmare is over for now.*

Queen_Idunn: After the powerful punch to your stomach, I watched as you fell to your knees, the expression of surprise and pain etched on your face. I was about to enjoy your defeat when suddenly, the bell rang marking the end of the first round. “Oh, how lucky you are!” I exclaimed with a mocking laugh, leaning towards her while breathing heavily. I took advantage of the pause and, with a challenging smile, I approached her to offer her “my help”. “Come on honey, I don’t want you to just lie there, it seems like you’re taking a little break,” I told you, standing behind you and helping you up. With a playful movement, I guided you, holding you with one hand on your back as I took you back to your corresponding corner in the ring, enjoying every moment. “I can’t help it, but I feel a little bad for you…” I murmured, looking her straight in the eyes. I must admit that watching you fall has been quite entertaining. Once in her corner, I gently let go of you, making sure the audience could hear my words. “I hope your corner has a good plan, because this girl still has a lot more for you, that’s for sure!” I said with a glint of amusement in my eyes. With a triumphant gesture, I walked away from you, ready to enjoy the break, knowing that the next round would be even more exciting.

Ayane_First: *I was so sore and dazed that I started coughing with every spit I spit out.* - Cough... Cough... - *Then my eyes widened as I felt your grip and support, you lift me up and help me to my corner, there you gently deposit me, The sweet tone of your seductive voice melts me completely in my total misfortune, giving me over to the short rest I have before continuing with the next round.*

Queen_Idunn: I walked confidently to my corner, feeling the energy of the crowd clapping and cheering. Before I got there, I paused for a moment, flexing my muscles proudly and smiling so everyone could see the power I had shown in the ring. “Look at this,” I said excitedly, turning to the audience. “Who needs a gym when you can have an opponent like that?” The crowd erupted in laughter and applause as I pointed at you, I couldn’t help but glance at you still recovering from the last series of punches. “Are you just going to stand there in the corner or dare you try something else?” The sneer left my lips with a teasing smile. “I want you to know that I would love to knock you out in the next round.” Moving a little closer to your corner, I tilted my head towards you, enjoying your obvious frustration. “Don’t feel bad, sweetie.” “We all have our rough days… but yours seems to last quite a while,” I said, letting out a laugh before placing a kiss on your forehead. —Get ready, because in the next round, this show will end quickly. —With a last flex of my muscles I directed a wink towards the audience, while I adjusted my black bikini, proud of the show I was putting on. —Come on, there are only a few seconds left until I raise my fists again. I hope you are ready! —I shouted, enjoying the moment and feeling the tension in the air increase.

Ayane_First: *I'm so exhausted and sore, I'm breathing hard, watching you weakly all the time, even when you come closer and continue to mock me, making me look ridiculous in front of the public, more than I already am... * - Ahh... - *I sigh exhausted, listening to the DING of the bell that now begins the second round... I am filled with terror, I was really hoping for a longer break, but it seems that will not be possible... I struggle to my feet and walk forward, trying to get closer to you.*

Queen_Idunn: When the bell rang to start the second round, I couldn’t help but let out a mocking laugh. I stared at you, and with a challenging smile I said, “Is that all you got? Boy, I thought you were coming in stronger. With those dimensions, I think you could make a good punching bag. Do you think you should try and punch me this time, or would you prefer another round of hunched over on the mat?” I slid forward, showing my confidence as I twisted my gloves. “Come on, give me a show! I don’t want to waste my time with a fighter who seems more interested in being a statue in the ring. I’m ready for you, just make sure you give me a reason to move.” With a glint in my eyes and my dark red hair shining in the ring light, I prepared myself to receive your next move. “Come on! Make it quick, before I fall asleep from boredom!” 

Ayane_First: *I sigh, falling annoyed by your provocations, You're taking me lightly again, and even more so, after all, you're dominating the match... However, I decide to fill myself with courage and run towards you with the purpose of launching against you a consecutive combo of four hooks to your face, wanting to give you at least one hit.* - Aaaaahh. -

Queen_Idunn: As you moved forward with determination, I could see you preparing to throw the first hook. With a playful smile, I moved to the side, dodging your punch with ease. “So, those are your ‘best’ hooks? Do you have tape for those punches? Because they’re not doing much damage, my dear.” I wasted no time in continuing to dodge. Your second and third hook came almost like a comedy sequence. I moved gracefully, avoiding your attacks again and again, as the crowd began to laugh at the frustration on your face. “Come on, this is easier than gymnastics. Did you try it in a beginner boxing class? I’m starting to think it might be time for a career change for you. How about you try being a cheerleader? Maybe that would suit you better.” Finally, on the fourth attempt, I leaned back just in time, enjoying every second of your frustration. The range of the bell, and instead of feeling fear, the mockery grew more and more intense. —If you call this a fight, maybe you should think about changing your hobby. It's clear that this isn't your battle, so you better give up before someone throws you out of the ring. I prepared to fight back, ready to surprise you.

Ayane_First: *I feel frustration as I punch the air over and over again, you move with grace and elegance like an experienced boxer, You keep making fun of me, it makes me more and more angry, Now I want to hit you at any cost, So getting back into the swing of things, I'm looking to land a vicious Uppercut on your jaw, then a cross punch aimed at your belly with all my strength.*

Queen_Idunn: As I prepared for the next exchange, I watched as you gathered all your strength to throw an uppercut straight at my jaw. With a quick step back, I managed to dodge your attack at the last moment. “Was that an uppercut or are you just trying to clear the air? Because I don’t see any punches, but I’m glad you’re warming up your muscles!” Without breaking my rhythm, I watched as you quickly tried to regain control by throwing a punch at my belly. With one agile movement, I blocked your blow with my forearm, stopping your attack before it could do any damage to me. “Oh, honey, you almost made me laugh. Are you trying to give me a belly rub? Because you’re disappointing me.” The frustration could clearly be seen on your face, and that only motivated me more. I took advantage of your moment of bewilderment and skillfully threw a right hook straight at your stomach. “That was a real punch! Wow, I hope you can keep up, because this is just the beginning.” Make sure you recover quickly, we're in for a lot of fun! - With a defiant smile, I prepared for the next move, ready to keep pushing.

Ayane_First: *My blows missed, the last of them hit your strong defenses, I was surprised to realize that I wasn't able to give you a single scratch, I even thought about backing out while commenting.* - It can't be... Where are you from... Ugh! - *The solid impact of your punch to my stomach made me hunch over halfway as I released another barrage of saliva, I feel the air leave my lungs as I recoil clutching my aching belly, trying to breathe again.*

Queen_Idunn: As I watch you take a step back, clutching your severely sore belly after my punch, I can't help but smile haughtily. I feel like I have the upper hand, so I decide to follow you without giving you a break. I pursue you with determination and, with a spark of mockery in my eyes, I throw my first right hook right at your left cheek. "So this is what you wanted to do? How disappointing!" I mock you, enjoying your surprise. Without giving you time to recover, I throw the second left punch to find its target on the other side of your face. "That's for thinking you can beat me!" I shout, feeling the thrill of the fight. With a quick sequence, I throw a third hook to stagger you. I feel invincible. "Come on, a little more effort! You tried to give me those hooks first! I'm just giving them back to you." - I say, laughing while showing confidence. Finally, with a last twist of the waist, I apply the fourth hook to you. The dull sound of the impact can resonate throughout the ring. "Who would have thought that a punch in your weak stomach would be enough to make you let your guard down!" I exclaim, savoring the victory. Seeing you stagger, a laugh escapes me, enjoying every moment of this exciting contest.

Ayane_First: *I was in so much pain with my legs shaking that all I could do while gasping for air, was watch as you quickly approached only to return my own combo of hooks that didn't I was able to impact you.* - Ugh! ... Ugh! ... Ahh! ... - *Each hook I receive on my cheeks, saliva squeezes out of my lips, beads of sweat fly as I bounce back and forth, grunting in pain, my vision nearly blacked out. I take a few more steps back when your last hook almost finishes me off, you leave me staggering close to falling.*

Queen_Idunn: As you staggered, I prepared for the next move. With an agile movement, I threw an uppercut straight to your jaw. The blow should resonate loudly from the impact. Before you could fall, I grabbed your shoulder with my left hand, making sure you couldn’t escape what was to come. So with all the strength of my muscles, I raised my right fist to deliver a devastating uppercut to your belly to crush your stomach. The force was such that I could lift you off the ground, showing the audience the power and grace that I represented. I approached, leaning slightly towards you with a confident smile, as my beauty shone even more in the intensity of the fight. “Is that all you got?” I taunted, enjoying every moment of it. “You can’t seem to keep up with me.” - Each word hit her as hard as my fists, making it clear to you that I was going to dominate you at all times.

Ayane_First: - Uuufff! - *that last Uppercut on my jaw made my face rise and my head snap back, For a moment I was so dazed and my vision blurred, that the world began to spin around me, close to falling, But before that happens, the touch of your glove on my shoulder stabilizes me, only to feel your next blow approaching with great power and precision.* - OOoouughhh... - *A large trail of saliva comes out of my mouth, my eyes open and almost pop out of their sockets, Your fist bends me forward and makes my feet leave the ground... I fall heavily to my knees with my hands on my belly, trying to deal with that unbearable stomach pain that now makes me cough.*

Queen_Idunn: You fell to your knees, a groan of pain emanating from your lips. Watching you struggle to recover, I couldn’t help but smile at your face. “Does it hurt a little, sweetheart?” I said, enjoying the moment. “Looks like you’re not up to it.” With a slight jump, I bounced a little, letting the fabric of my black bikini fit even tighter around my figure as my breasts jiggled in perfect sync. I filled the air with laughter, savoring the intensity of victory in that instant. The animosity of the crowd was felt, and taking advantage of the atmosphere, I decided to play on the tension of the moment a little more. “Come on, count on me!” I announced, raising a hand in the air as I began to count. “One…” Your eyes, filled with frustration, stared at me silently. “Two…” Again, I enjoyed the game, jumping lightly with my dark red hair falling like a bright waterfall behind me. “…three!” —I shouted, hoping the crowd would join in, enjoying the victory while knowing the next blow would be decisive.

Ayane_First: *On my knees and in pain, I can barely lift my face to watch you mock me, the public boos me and insults me... I'm on the verge of defeat, but I don't want to give up, I can't do it... So with difficulty, I try to stand up, but my legs don't respond, my stomach still hurts too much.*

Queen_Idunn: You lay on the ground, clearly in pain, trying to get up but failing. Your face reflected a mix of frustration and pain, and that only fueled my competitive energy. “Does it still hurt?” I joked, a smile on my face. “It looks like you can’t even stand up. How sad!” The crowd, excited by the spectacle, began to murmur in anticipation. I decided it was the perfect time to continue the game. I raised my hand, ready to continue the countdown. “Four…” I announced, enjoying the tension of the moment. I swayed slightly, allowing the black bikini to hug my figure, and laughed softly, looking at my opponent. “Who would have thought a purple-haired fighter would go off like that?” “Five…” I continued, this time in a more playful tone. “I hope you get better soon, because this isn’t over yet.” I watched as your efforts to get up resulted in frustrated movements. It was obvious that the pain had you pinned to the ground, and that only fueled me to keep joking around. “And… six!” I shouted, letting the last number ring out in the air as the crowd erupted in cheers and laughter. The lead I had was palpable, and the moment was mine to enjoy. With one last amused look, I braced myself for what was to come next, excited for the next twist in this contest.

Ayane_First: *In the midst of pain, I feel my body so heavy that it is difficult for me to get up, Still, listening to the account between jokes and mockery, My legs shook to make me stand up little by little, then I stood up at the count of nine, almost on the verge of losing.* - Ufff... -

Queen_Idunn: As you struggled to get up from the ground, I couldn’t help but burst out laughing. “Look who’s trying to stand up,” I said mockingly. “Do you even think you can do it?” I continued to watch as you struggled to regain your balance. The crowd was completely enthralled, and I was enjoying every moment of it. “Come on, keep trying!” I shouted as I raised my hand again, ready to continue the countdown. “Seven!” With each number, my voice boomed louder and the tension rose in the air. “Hey, are you feeling okay? Because it’s already…” I taunted. “Eight!” The metallic silver of the ring gleamed like a stage, and I was the star of the show, feeling invincible as my rival continued to struggle to get up. “And now… nine!” I announced, just as you finally managed to get to your feet. The audience erupted in cheers. Although you were visibly tired and sore, your determination shone in your eyes. The show was starting to take an unexpected turn. “Wow, here you are standing,” I said, still smiling. “But this doesn’t mean you’re going to beat me!” Adrenaline was coursing through my body, and although laughter was still in the air, there was a new challenge in the air. I was ready to see what would happen next in this exciting competition.

Ayane_First: *I was agitated, tired and in pain with my facial features on the verge of swelling, My head is spinning and spinning, all I can see are three identical replicas of you in front of me... I raise my fists weakly, ready to continue.* - No... I... Will... Give... Up... -

Queen_Idunn: It was evident by the way you were staggering, your features clearly swollen from my earlier blows. Every step you took seemed like a struggle in itself, and your breathing was labored. I couldn’t help but let out a sarcastic laugh. “Did you forget how to fight?” I mocked, as I looked at you with disdain. “You look more like a balloon than a fighter.” As you steadied yourself, I decided that the time had come to put an end to your attempt to regain control. With a swift movement, I threw a left cross punch at your face. The punch could echo through the air as it hit you, projecting you against the ropes. Your body would bounce back towards me, I was ready for the next move. Just as I had planned, I faced you by giving you a right punch straight to your stomach. “Look, it’s not that easy to breathe, is it?” I said, as I kept my fist pressed against your abdomen. The gazes of the crowd focused on us, expectant. Your face was one of shock and pain, and I couldn’t help but continue to hurl insults at you, taking advantage of the fact that your belly was now mine. “Are you going to give up already?” I asked, letting out a mocking laugh. “Don’t tell me you’ve grown tired of this fun.” As your face contorted, it was clear that the battle wasn’t going to be easy for you. But this moment of dominance was mine, and I was enjoying every second of this game. Your labored breathing was a testament that it wasn’t over yet, but I knew I had the upper hand and I was determined to make the most of it..

Ayane_First: *I was so exhausted that my fists dropped from heaviness even before you arrived, as the red leather of your glove invaded my visual sense when your cross-punch sent me flying against the strings.* - Agh! - *I screamed in pain, spitting out gobs of saliva and blood, p but being catapulted back to you, You easily stop me with a punch that crashes back into my belly painfully.* - Ugh!... - *I spat out a trail of saliva mixed with blood as I hunched over your forearm, Your fist sank into my stomach making me grunt in pain, inevitably my face fell again between your cleavage... Just as the bell rings announcing the end of the second round... DING... *

Queen_Idunn: The bell rang, a sound that would normally mark the end of the second round, but I wasn’t ready to let go of my fist buried in your stomach. Your eyes narrowed and I could feel your stamina faltering. A flash of victory lit up my face as I watched you stagger, unable to recover from my blow. “Wow, looks like you’re not as strong as you thought,” I said with a smirk, unable to contain myself. Your face dropped and suddenly, the impact of my power caused you to fall, your face resting in the middle of my voluminous breasts. The scene was almost comical; an image of defeat echoing in my mind. “Look who found her place… in my arms!” I joked, feeling a mix of satisfaction and amusement. The crowd around us erupted in laughter and I revealed myself in the moment, waiting for your reaction as you try to catch your breath.

Ayane_First: *I feel the constant pain in my abdominal area that keeps me bent over and with my face in the middle of your cleavage, I enjoy the softness of your skin and the scent of your perfume, even when you keep pressing my stomach with your fist until I moan, I can't stop feeling so excited because of this suffering with touches of pleasure.*

Queen_Idunn: I hear a shower of laughter from the audience as I look down at you clutching your abdomen. Your features are twisted in pain, and I can’t help but take pleasure in your suffering. With a deliberate movement, I press my fist deep into your belly, you let out a soft moan, which only increases my urge to mock you. “Wow, looks like the duel has turned into a pillow fight with your stomach,” I tell you with a sarcastic smile. The tension on your face gives me momentary satisfaction. I decide to help her, but not without letting out a comment along the way. “Come on, I don’t want you to get stuck here. Let me ‘help’ you back to your corner.” I put an arm around you, pretending to be friendly, as I slowly lead you back to your corner. You try to keep your composure, but the gestures of discomfort are evident. “Don’t worry, not everyone can be as strong as me,” I whisper with another mocking laugh. Each step we take feels like a small triumph to me, reaffirming my dominance in this showdown. Finally, I settle you into your corner and give you one last smile. “Get well, because it won’t be long before your lights go out, sweetheart.”

Ayane_First: - Ugh! - *That last pressure stabbing my stomach with your fist felt awful, The air continued to escape from my lungs and now the pain was intense...I was hunched over and in pain with my eyes closed in agony, I might have fallen if it weren't for the kindness you had in helping me get back to my corner, I see more and more blurry, the features of my face also hurt quite a bit, But what cannot be hidden is the fact that this punishment, deep down, fascinates me too much.* - Ahh... -

Queen_Idunn: The air feels thick with tension. My eyes fall on you and your sorry state after the beating. A flash of confidence runs through my mind and I decide to put on a show in front of you and the audience. I begin to parade with fluid movements, like a model on the catwalk heading to my corresponding corner. Each step I take echoes on the floor, marking the rhythm of the confrontation. When I reach the other side, I stop, turn around and with a mischievous smile, I flex my muscles, showing every fiber of determination and power. “Do you see this?” I say while moving my arms, the muscles tensing under the light. “It’s something you could never achieve, you’re just trash.” My words full of dominance and humiliation float in the air, accompanied by a slight wink. The audience laughs and applauds, I feel a surge of adrenaline. This is my moment and I’m going to make the most of it. With one last flex, I lean back against the tensioner letting my muscles glisten in the light as I revel in your shattered image, enjoying the spectacle I've created.

Ayane_First: *Lying in my corner trying to rest, I weakly see you parade and flex your muscles with presumption and vanity, I have a hard time breathing, I try to recover as soon as possible, before the break ends and the third round begins.*

Queen_Idunn: Leaning back in the corner of the ring, I feel the ropes rustle beneath my red boxing gloves. The spotlights illuminate my shiny, dark red hair as my gaze focuses on you, who seems to be staggering in your corner. The tension in the air is palpable, and the audience is eager to know what there is to enjoy. Looking at your small, battered figure, I can't help but smile confidently. The first two rounds were a delight; the dodges and accurate blows I threw exposed your weaknesses in front of everyone and revealed my dominance in the ring. Your face, marked by the fight, provokes in me a mixture of compassion and defiance. I slowly sit up, stretching my muscles, feeling the strength flow through every fiber of my being. The bell rings, marking the start of the third round. I decide to step forward, with a slight movement that enhances the sensuality of my figure. "Ready for a little more?" —I tell you in a mocking tone, feeling the adrenaline rush through my body. —Don't worry, punching bag, the fight is going to get interesting. - With a provocative smile, I advance towards her, ready to test her endurance once again..

Ayane_First: *I was filled with terror, I didn't expect time to shorten so much, I couldn't rest at all when I heard the bell ring, the third round has begun, With difficulty I get up and try to separate myself from the corner,I try to lift my fists, but they are so heavy that I can't do it, My facial features have almost made me unrecognizable... I breathe heavily, waiting for this whole beating to end soon.*

Queen_Idunn: The bell rings, signaling the start of the third round. The cheers of the crowd ring in my ears as I feel the energy pulse through me. With a confident smile on my face, I approach you. “Ready for more, little girl?” I say, as I push you towards the corner of the ring. The pressure of my boxing gloves feels good against your skin, allowing me to be in complete control of the situation. I stare at you, enjoying the challenge it presents. “Wow, with those hits you’ve taken, you should consider a new hobby. Boxing doesn’t seem to be your thing.” My words hang in the air, cutting the tension of the match with a mocking tone. I take a step forward, accentuating the pressure. “Hurts a little, huh? Maybe you should have stuck with dancing or something softer. Or maybe you always wanted to prove that even a little girl can put up a fight?” I scoff, knowing that each word hurts more than any punch. With a subtle twist, I get into position, ready to throw the next punch and push her further into the corner. The crowd roars and it gives me more energy. “Come on, don’t go to sleep. The best is yet to come,” I say with a mocking laugh, preparing to unleash my full power..

Ayane_First: *When you come closer, I don't even have time to move even after exhaustion, Feeling the touch of the leather of your gloves on my skin gives me chills, But your words continue to melt me, I enjoy this beating so much that my skin is bristling with charm and excitement, I feel my crotch and leg getting wet to the point of making me totally hot.*

Queen_Idunn: With a decisive move, I place your arms on the ropes, making sure you have no way to defend yourself. The feeling of control takes over me as I smile confidently. “Look how I’ve left you, trapped like an easy prey,” I tell you, enjoying the dynamics of the moment. Your eyes reveal a mix of surprise and challenge, but I’m not going to let that affect my game. With a first left hook, to hit your stomach, a mocking laugh escapes my lips in the process. “Did you feel that? We’re not done yet. Take a deep breath!” A second right hook is quick to connect, as it does so, the movement of my cleavage is undeniable, feeling how the pressure of my bikini fits perfectly to each blow. “Tell me, why don’t you dare to fight me on equal terms? Ah, that’s it, I’m making it easy for you.” My next blow comes from the left, and the movement again makes my cleavage shake violently. “Come on you little purple bitch, is this all you can take? You sure were trained better than this!” Finally, a fourth right hook closes the series. I feel your body wobble, a clear sign that my strength and skill are making the difference. I move even closer, enjoying the bewildered look on your face. “I don’t know what you think, but this is a walk in the park. Maybe you should reconsider new training… something that isn’t so easy to break under pressure,” I say, letting a confident laugh echo out. The crowd is on the edge of their seats enjoying themselves and taking pictures of the beating I’m giving you to post on social media, each blow I deliver only elevates my energy and determination. I’m in my element, enjoying every moment of the fight as my breasts move to my rhythm.

Ayane_First: *I look at you shyly and scared, even though my body burns from the blows, how you impose your strength by making my arms rest on the ropes... I knew that soon another new punishment would come...* - Uugh!... - *A gob of saliva comes out of my mouth as your fist hits my stomach making me bend forward, Breathless, I can only watch as your delicious cleavage swings again, only to feel your second punch in my belly. * - Ughh! ... - *Another new spit and a new jolt to my insides I feel when your blow punishes me again, my face getting closer to your breasts that are swinging again... * - Ughhh! ... - *That third hook was painful and my stomach paid the price, He is already numb and bruised from the blows he has received, But the spitting doesn't stop, the last punch leaves me more bent than before, My legs shake and then I fall to my knees, hugging my aching belly in desperation.*

Queen_Idunn: I felt the energy of the crowd vibrate around me as I watched you on the ground, pain clouding your face. It had been a satisfying spectacle, each of the four blows to your belly resonating in the air like an echo of anticipated victory. With determination, I walked over and lifted you off the ground by your shoulders, sensing your resistance that was soon turning to weakness. As I positioned you in the corner of the ring back, a smirk played on my lips. “This is where you belong bitch…” I said disdainfully, as I pulled your arms away and placed them on the ropes, making sure you couldn’t break free. The crowd cheered and I took advantage of every second of this humiliation. The heat of competition and the relief of my success enveloped me, as I savored the moment, mocking their desperation. “Are you ready for this last blow? I’m sure you’ll love it,” I whispered, sensing victory was only a matter of time.

Ayane_First: *Being clouded by pain and inability to breathe, I feel the strong grip on my shoulders that forces me to stand up, You return me to the corner where I lie down obeying your intentions to entangle my arms in the ropes, I lean on the tensioner, exhausted and with my breathing labored, With the wounds on my face and body, very close to seeing the darkness among so much blurred vision.* - Aaahhh-

Queen_Idunn: I left you there, staring blankly, body still shaking in pain. Your arms were trapped in the ropes and the crowd was on the verge of madness, eager for what would happen next. I took a deep breath, feeling the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I knew the time had come to signal your fate. I backed up a little, gaining momentum, my feet hitting the ground firmly as I prepared for the finishing move. I could hear the roar of the crowd behind me, every scream and breath filling me with energy. It was an instant of pure anticipation. I looked at you, still dejected in that corner, and knew one last punch was all you needed. With all my strength, I ran towards you. My body moved with relentless grace and before you could react, I threw a powerful right punch straight to your stomach. The impact resonated like thunder as your guts churned, a blow stronger than the ones before. It was the deterrent blow, the one that would put an abrupt end to your fight. The crowd erupted in cheers. Your obvious downfall will be the culmination of our battle, and every moment of effort, every blow, had been worth it.

Ayane_First: *I was exhausted, I couldn't do anything, in fact, I couldn't even breathe very well, I could only succumb to the pain, Then I see you back away, I feel a slight relief, although very short, So you immediately ran towards me to give me another punch.* - OOoouughhh... - *your fist crashes into my stomach, taking away the little air I had left, The blow leaves me bent forward and my vision fading, Drool pours out of my mouth, then I fall heavily to my knees clutching my aching stomach with both hands, only to fall face down on the canvas, face down and with eyes closed.* - Ughhh... -

Queen_Idunn: The force of my blow was enough to send you falling to your knees, panting in effort as pain shot through your abdomen. I watched you stagger, struggling to catch your breath, but soon the gravity of the situation got the better of you. You fell face down onto the canvas, your body limp and defeated. I couldn’t help but laugh mockingly at your state. It was a result of trying, of challenging myself, and losing. I smoothed my dark red hair, letting it fall gracefully over my shoulders, as the crowd’s gaze focused on the two of us. The neckline of my bikini glistened under the lights, and I took a moment to make sure I looked as stunning as I felt. I began to count, letting the tension build in the air: 1… The crowd held their breath, following my every move in anticipation. 2… A satisfied smile played on my lips as I kept my eyes locked on you, knowing you wouldn’t be able to get up again. 3... With that number, I made it clear that I had won. The victory was mine and the show could not have been more in my favor. Every second that passed intensified the feeling of triumph, while I enjoyed the moment.

Ayane_First: *I hear you mock and tell, I weakly raise my almost darkened gaze and I can see your erotic passage as you adjust the neckline of your bikini, and also as you adjust your hair, You are such a perfect goddess, so sexy, so dominant, My legs and arms are shaking, I want to stand up, I really want to.*

Queen_Idunn: As the countdown continued, you still on the ground, began to struggle to get up. Your trembling arms struggled to rise, but the force of defeat kept your body anchored to the canvas. I watched with a mix of amusement and disdain as your effort became more and more ridiculous. “Come on, try to get up!” I shouted between laughs, betraying your misfortune. Continue with the count: 4… The audience began to laugh and insult you for being a loser, obviously enjoying the spectacle. It was as if we were all united in this mockery. 5… I jumped slightly, enjoying the bounce of my bikini top, eliciting even more glances of admiration and envy for my beauty. 6… “Are you going to sleep already?” I continued to mock, letting the echo of my laughter fill the arena. The atmosphere became charged with energy as I continued to encourage you, daring you to get up. But deep down, I knew the outcome was already decided; The show was mine, and you could barely hold on to what little dignity you had left. The crowd joined me, chanting, and each number of the countdown became a celebration of my victory. While you struggled in vain, each second became a promise of my triumph.

Ayane_First: *The countdown goes on, I see you jumping and showing off your beautiful, sexy and impeccable image, Then I fill myself with conviction and stand up until I'm in a four-point position... Panting from the pain and exhaustion as my intimacy begins to leak.*

Queen_Idunn: As laughter echoed around me, I watched as you struggled to get on all fours. Your face showed a mix of determination and frustration, but it still wasn't enough. Your arms shook as you tried to get up, unable to fully free yourself from the ground. "Look who dares to try to get up!" I exclaimed, mocking your effort. The audience cheered and cheered, enjoying the spectacle. The energy was contagious and I was the center of attention. "Come on, keep trying!" I said sarcastically as I began to count. 7... At that moment, I flexed my muscles in front of you, showing the strength that had kept you dominated. It was a way of showing that there was a gulf between us. 8... The laughter ignited again. I jumped slightly, letting the tightness of my bikini accentuate my figure even more. "Aren't you going to keep getting up?" I continued, unable to contain myself. 9... "Come on, get up now! You can do it!" I shouted, and the crowd laughed heartily, booing you. While you continued to struggle to stay on your knees, I enjoyed every moment, knowing that every number I counted confirmed my dominance over the fight. There was no turning back and the game was in my favor.

Ayane_First: *Being on my knees, I pant heavily from the pain and exhaustion, I hug my painful and numb stomach that doesn't let me breathe, I hunch over in front of your feet and then fall face first onto the ground again, completely knocked out with my vision almost blacked out.*

Queen_Idunn: The laughter continued to echo through the air as you, with a look of clear agony, seemed to have found a second wind, your resistance fading. With one last effort, you fall back to the canvas, and a murmur of surprise ran through the crowd. “Don’t give up now!” I shouted mockingly, enjoying your collapse. The atmosphere was electric, and everyone in the audience joined me, raising the pitch of our laughter and shouts of mockery. “What happened to your bravery little one?” I continued, looking at your figure lying on the ground. “Was it just to make a fool of myself?” I decided it was time to end the count. With a defiant grin, I braced myself: -10… “Victory!” I exclaimed, raising my arms in triumph. You have officially just been knocked out and plunged into humiliation. With a touch of theatricality, I flexed my muscles in a victory pose, basking in the glory of the moment. I placed one foot on your head and made sure everyone could see how clear the difference between us was. “This is what happens when you come up here to fight me,” I proclaimed confidently, looking out at the crowd, who clapped and cheered my triumph. It was a moment I would never forget, and as you lay on the ground, I knew I had left an indelible mark on the sand of victory and of course, on your pride and dignity, it will be like a trauma you will never forget, the greatest humiliation you have ever received.