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15:20 Miles_Soman: The arena is packed, and the air is thick with tension. I make my entrance into the underground venue as *Arabian Nights*-style music blares from the speakers. The announcer introduces me as "The King of Morocco!" I walk in slowly, unhurried. I smile at the crowd and then step into the ring. I look around, then flex my biceps to show off my physique—still toned and well-conditioned, despite my age.

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15:23 RobyRa_fights: my turn, I am Romanian but living in Italy since I was a girl, my hair tied up in a pony tail, I wear a black latex thong and a top but I remove it and I throw it to the side, "here is the chic assassin Roby", I strike a pose and flex my guns proudly

15:27 Miles_Soman: I look at you, captivated by your stunning body. "Don't you think it's a bit of an exaggeration to call yourself a killer?" I approach you with a flirtatious air before the match begins.

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15:31 RobyRa_fights: I turn serious, you look like a gentleman but I know I should not trust you even if you are not so young, I ball my hands and get in an orthodox stance, "you will find out"

15:39 Miles_Soman: My gaze remains fixed on your body. Your confident demeanor is sensual; it electrifies me. I take a defensive stance—fists clenched in front of my face, right leg slightly forward—waiting for the bell to start the fight.

15:40 RobyRa_fights: you are a but taller and heavier but I am used to it, I jump on my toes, approach you fast and test your reflexes, I send a right jab towards your chin but at the same time, I let go a midkick to your side from below, using my left leg

15:43 Miles_Soman: I am on guard and alert; with an open hand, I parry your punch, then—thanks to a sudden backward movement—I manage to dodge your kick. I spring off the balls of my feet and immediately lunge forward, attempting to drive a right knee into your stomach while trying to catch you off balance.

15:44 RobyRa_fights: I miss you, you move faster than I thought, oughmmmm, I tense my abs but bend over and blow air out, I feel that but try to step back and swing a left uppercut under your chin from below

15:48 Miles_Soman: My knee drives into your stomach, forcing you to step back. I reset my guard, so when I see your uppercut coming, I manage to sidestep and make you miss. From this position, I try to catch you off guard and land a low left hook to your ribs.

15:49 RobyRa_fights: I miss you badly with my left but my right is low so I can deflect your hook, swatting it away, I step back and fire a frontal kick to your solar plexus, clenching my teeth

15:50 Miles_Soman: This time, you block my attack and then strike me in the solar plexus with your bare foot. I double over and cough, stumbling back a few steps. "You didn't hurt me," I say in a hoarse voice.

15:51 RobyRa_fights: I grunt, you waste time talking to me so I point my left foot and try to swing a solid right hook to your jaw, extending my arm and trying to be accurate

15:54 Miles_Soman: My taunts goad you into attacking furiously, and I am ready to put my martial arts techniques to use. I parry your punch with one hand and then hook your leg's shin with my left foot to trip you and bring you down to the ring floor.

15:57 RobyRa_fights: you block my punch and grab my shin, oofhhh shit, I lose my balance and must fall on my ass, I try to kick my other leg towards you to make some space

15:59 Miles_Soman: I keep a safe distance to avoid your kicks from the ground. But seeing you sitting there, I try to prevent you from getting up and lunge forward to strike you in the face with a heel kick.

16:00 RobyRa_fights: I try to get up but I see your foot coming, oughmmmmmm, it squashes my face and I must fall on my back, stunned, I put my elbows done and try to kick at your legs, hoping to trip you too

16:01 Miles_Soman: I try to close the distance, but your foot slams into my leg, preventing me from moving quickly. I lose a split second. But then I try to lunge forward to land another stomp on your face, aiming to crush it against the canvas.

16:03 RobyRa_fights: I see your foot coming, I am down but this time I grab your ankle with both hands to stop it, I twist it and send a kick to your inner thigh from below

16:05 Miles_Soman: You grab my foot with both hands. I’m surprised—"WHAT?"—then you strike my supporting leg; I lose my balance and drop to one knee, in a lot of pain.

16:06 RobyRa_fights: you drop on one knee, since I am down, I swing up my legs towards your neck and try to catch you in a triangular choke, securing my legs in a figure four to apply pressure on your neck

16:08 Miles_Soman: As I kneel in pain, I feel your legs wrapping around my neck like a noose. You squeeze me tight; I can't breathe. I place my hands on your thighs and try to squeeze, attempting to pry open your grip.

16:10 RobyRa_fights: ghmmmmmmmm I feel that, my quads and calves rock hard, I try to twist your neck, I sit up a little and my hands try to reach for your wrists

16:11 Miles_Soman: You squeeze me; your thighs go rigid and you choke me. You twist my neck and force me to the mat. I try to kick out desperately, hoping to land a blow on you somehow.

16:13 RobyRa_fights: you fall on the side so I straighten my legs and squeeze at full power, I grab your hair to hold your head in place between my thigh and use my left to cover up from your blows

16:15 Miles_Soman: You're strangling me with your thighs; I can't catch my breath. I can't breathe, and it's weakening me. My resistance is fading. My karate skills aren't helping me in this situation. I groan and cough.

16:16 RobyRa_fights: I focus on my scissor and arch my body, I tighten and squeeze rythmically, trying to gran your left wrist to keep you still

16:17 Miles_Soman: You strangle me and twist my neck with the strength of your legs. I have nothing left; I’m out of strength and breath. I tap the ground and whisper, "Stop, stop, I give up!"

16:18 RobyRa_fights: I smile as I hear the magic words, I caress your hair "good buy", I then spread my legs wide and blink at you, emphasizing "too tight uh?"

16:19 Miles_Soman: I gasp for air on the ground in agony the moment you release your deadly grip. I writhe on the ground in pain, clutching my throat. I didn't expect such power.

16:21 RobyRa_fights: I push you on your back and sit on your chest, hands on my thighs, my nude breasts sticking out, I look down at you "I rally wanted to win for OPCW sugar"

16:23 Miles_Soman: You slam me onto the ring beneath you and sit on my chest, taking a dominant position. We are sweaty; our bodies are glistening. I tried to hit you hard, but I couldn't withstand the grip of your legs. I groan. The crowd cheers, and I look up at you with a mix of pain and frustration.

16:26 RobyRa_fights: I lick my licks and flex my guns, I proudly pose over you, I know there will be pics and I want to ensure you are clearly visible, beaten and defeated under me

16:31 Miles_Soman: I am beneath you, gazing at your muscles and admiring your sleek, commanding physique. "Congratulations," I say like a good sport, as the crowd also acknowledges and applauds your victory.

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16:32 RobyRa_fights: I like your sportsmanship so I get back up, I loosen up my hair and offer a hand to let you get up "thanks honey"

16:34 Miles_Soman: I accept your help and let you pull me up. I’m still dazed, but then, as I get to my feet, I take a deep breath and raise your arm to give you another standing ovation from the crowd.

16:35 RobyRa_fights: