Strike OR Pass

Amalia_Torres: I don't know all its words but when the hymn of Morocco plays I shiver and have goosebumps in me, trusting that I will repreent my country as it deserves. I step from the corner puting my big flag of Morocco, I start warming myself up, removing my shirt and staying just toless with my red gloves and bikini, I wait for you, stay silent as you show up, crowd roaring my name, my fans, and yours boo at me supporting you, I got this, I say to myself, jump lightly to stay active

Amalia_Torres:

jazzyher35: I get called out next as the national anthem plays. I step out in a robe themed according to the flag. My fans cheering for me different chants fill the arena. Yours boo me, but it only feeds my ego. I strut towards the ring confident in myself and prideful my country chose me to represent them. The whole arena packed out with 80,000 people. Mixed fans of Mexico and Morroco. I hop onto the apron holding my flag. I slip through the ropes and make it to my corner. I hang the flag on the ropes and remove my robe throwing it outside the ring. My gloves the color of my country and my thong. I stare into you from across the ring...

jazzyher35:

Amalia_Torres: The number of the crowd is huge, the least that I can describe of myself is being stressed, the echo is amazing, I should win this match, looking at the colors of your country, ready to pound those fists in my body but guess what... I came here todo the same, I walk as I raise my guard when the refree announces the beginning of the match with its classic DING DING DING, I jump on the balls of my foot, and shift to your left side,trying to first hook to your face, followed by a mid kick to your stomach

jazzyher35: I step forward as the bell rings, and I keep one glove straight to keep distance. I see you side step to my left side and go for a hook to my face. I swiftly duck underneath it as your hook swings right above me. I see your leg lift and immediately side step it as well. I then twist my hips, and follow through for a low hook to your liver hoping to knock the wind out of you!

Amalia_Torres: You would side step from my kick avoiding my range and then kick the air instead, when you come with your momentum looking for a hook into my liver, since I didn't get my guard back yet, I double over completly unwinded and surprised from the quick swift. I stagger backwards, trying quickly to regroup, then sending a cross aimed at your ribs

jazzyher35: I smirk seeing you on your backfoot. The crowd begins to quiet down as they see you in your current state. I chase you down, and smack your glove downward. As it gets smacked down your face is exposed. I then try to start off the round with a early knock down and go for a short uppercut slightly crouching down and letting my body unfold into the uppercut!

Amalia_Torres: You are starting to have the upper hand step by step, making me back off from the hit, parrying my punch down, making me get frustrated more and more, the uppercut makes my head tossed to the side spinning from the effect "UPWCHHHHHHH" moroccans start to cheer harder hoping I get into the match but it's complicated, I fall on my back dazed...

jazzyher35: "Morroco isn't getting past me. Stay down. Remember our last fight!?" I stand above you with my hands on my hips. I then hover my foot above your face and slap both of sides of your face with my toes to keep you down. "SLAP! SLAP!"

Amalia_Torres: I am knocked down, moroccans start booing at my performance, you slap me with your feet hard in the face, getting me even more dizzy, keeping me down, the refree starts to count ONE ...

Amalia_Torres: I roll to my side but you keep pressing your foot on me while I at down at you

Amalia_Torres: TWO

Amalia_Torres: Three

Amalia_Torres: I look at your frame, so dominant, I groan, can't let you win

Amalia_Torres: Four

jazzyher35: "That's just a sneak peak for what's to come later on~" I pull my foot back and take a step back waiting for you to get back up. A grin comes across my face as I know your hurt so early on

Amalia_Torres: I groan more hearing your words, because you are pushing against me, unable to really move with enough freedom staying pinned down under you, I am indeed hurt and humiliated. "DING!" 

jazzyher35: As the count hits 7, the bell suddenly rings signaling the end of the round. I look around puzzled as the fight literally just started. I complain to the referee how they were cheating in favor of you. I rolly my eyes and stomp my way back to my corner. I was frustrated as hell knowing that it would've been an early match, but you got saved. I sit down on the wooden stool, and remove my mouth piece to drink water. I start to worry about my chances of winning.

Amalia_Torres: The bell saved me from a very humiliating defeat, as I head back to my corner trying to process what happened to hopefully learn from my mistakes, be more focused, I shake my head to get concentrted and avoid distraction, I look at you glaring with a gaze full of revenge and confidence, I get up and strut to the center raising my gloves, waiting for the start again

jazzyher35: I too get back up and sit into my stance. I inch forward with my gloves up eye to eye again. "Te gusto pendeja?" I throw a double jab to your defense. My second punch with more power. My footwork at its peak for now

Amalia_Torres: "la pendeja es tu" I look at you grinning, frustrated after what happened, I see your jab and parry it, before you take back your guard, I SNAP a sharp straight uppercur between your eyes, then shift to your right, trying to spina devastating side kick to your stomach

jazzyher35: My eyes widen as your uppercut flies towards my face. I pull my head back as I feel wind hit my face. However my attention was fully focused on your uppercut that your devastating side kick slams against my stomach. I stagger backwards on my heels between the center and your corner.

Amalia_Torres: I made you stagger backwards from the nasty uppercut and the kick, I follow up hoping to not give you eough time to stagger, I feint a jab to your nose hoping you fal for it, before leaning backwards and drving a straightforwards kick to your stomach once again, I widen my legs and raise my guard, hoping I stay protected

jazzyher35: "OOF!" I kept my guard up to block your jab, but your soft sole sinks into my core right underneath my elbows. *Shit where is this coming from!?* I am pushed further into the Morroco corner as my back is close to touching your turnbuckle. I try to keep you at a distance with a jab to your right eye

Amalia_Torres: You are keeping your stance, and even though I made you back off to the turn buckle, you send a jab to my reight eye but I had my guard to parry it away, so what I will do now would be jumping in the air and bending my hips together, before using the momentum, trying to snap a frst kick into your guard, before charging my other leg from the momentum, aiming for a second kick to your chin, hoping my bycicle frontal kick works

jazzyher35: Your first kick breaks my defense as my gloves scatter. *What the hell!!* I can't comprehend what your doing, but I see your foot fly towards my face. My eyes widen as I'm shocked you could pull a kick like this off. It slams against my chin. My chin flies straight up as my knees buckle. A mist of sweat flies off of my head as I'm pressed into your corner where your flag is. My gloves drop to my waist and my mouth piece is barely hanging from my lips as I try to keep it in. I'm completely dazed and can't protect myself

Amalia_Torres: I see you stance shaken finally, loking at how your face is easily reachable, I come facing you by the side, I raise my feet to the max, at the moment you think I will shove my heel straight up, I would slam it down your front head, aiming to slam you completely down and settle you on your stomach

jazzyher35: My head gets slammed down as the Mexico fans gasp seeing me land tits first on the cold canvas squishing them. My arms at my sides and legs straight down with my ass slightly up. "ugh...." I groan as my eyes are met with the sight of your foot.

Amalia_Torres: I make you fall down with your ass stuck up before hooking myfeet under your bikini and just abovethe flesh of your latina ass, before quickly slipping your bottom off and stripping you naked, the moroccan fans start cheering on me again, I toss the bikini away and give your ass a kick o you lay flat on your stomach.. walking to you I press my sole on your face squishing it down "you know that you are naked? perrita"

jazzyher35: "mmm..." I groan into your foot but can't really hear much but a mumble as your foot covers my face. My breasts against the cold canvas as you stand over me. My Mexico colored thong stripped from me as I'm fully naked. *Shit she's making a fool of me and my country...* I sit there on my stomach feeling a headache from your multiple kicks

Amalia_Torres: I am happy to see your plight, can't help but chuckle at the situation, since you are trying to process what's happening, I turn to the other side, rolling you into your side, to give your cheek a slap with my foot, again to the other cheek with the other soul "mmmm little bitch" I finis the slap then hook a light heel down your stomach, before retutning the kick again to your face!

jazzyher35: I groan with each slap as your fans from Morroco are cheering. The Mexico fans are booing me and yelling for me to fight back. "Ngh!" I'm met with yet another kick to my face slapping my mouth piece out of my mouth. I'm very dazed as your kicks are something I've never seen. They are wild and super powerful when contact is made. "r-ref..."

Amalia_Torres: "awww, someone wants to call the ref, at least you don't talk too much now" I deliver another slap to your chin with my toes, before finally the ref calls it a part and we hear the "DING". I go back to my corner, giving winks and kisses to the camera and the crowd

jazzyher35: The ref helps me to my feet grabbing my mouth piece and walking me to my corner. "Do you want to continue?" I nod yes to him and he checks my gloves. He returns to the middle for the break. *Shit. Shit shit.* I hold my mouth piece and drink fresh water as the arena erupts for us both. We are 1-1 on knockdowns and eager to win the World Cup for our countries. I relax against the turnbuckle taking deep breaths

Amalia_Torres: we take our tie to reover and regroup, I look at you as I turn back, laying my arms on the ropes and smiling as I see your cheeks red from my slaps, I stand up again and walk to the center, preparing myself, waiting for the refree to signal the start again, after this knockdown, I should get into your head hoping to have you distracted even more "I will destroy you *grinning*" I say but the refree stops mewhen I pound my gloves together, so I just wink at you

jazzyher35: I stand up pushing my mouth piece in and taking deep breaths. I feel almost back to 100% but not there yet. I'm still dazed and on shakey legs from the bicycle kick. I hop on the soles of my feet and stare into you hearing your words. My gameplan for round 3 was to keep you at a distance since you have momentum and hopefully get back to 100%. The ref clears us both to fight and I stay on the outside of the center circling you

Amalia_Torres: As we are bothnow ready to kick off the after break fight again, I see you not striking, so I settle b your left side as always, then hook a straightforward kick into your liver, dropping low to have even more stability, snapping my feet back, to see your reaction

jazzyher35: I slightly lean over letting my elbow eat the kick. It stung a bit but not as much as it should've. I see your precision and quickness pulling your foot back. As you pull your foot back I try to catch you with a quick hook to your cheek staying sort of stationary and not showing much movement

Amalia_Torres: You counter by staying still and showing how much you are consistant and resistant, as I snap my leg back I find a hook straight up my cheek, trying to knock me down, less focused I take it and stumble backwards dizzily and oopily "uffhhhhh" holding my face in pain and shaking it off of me

jazzyher35: As you hold your face in pain, I inch forward but still trying to hide my shakey legs. I throw a jab to your gut slightly ducking down and then pulling my head back in case of a another uppercut. I then try to land another jab to your nose

Amalia_Torres: You follow me again, I can feel your staps, I need to anticipat, taking another punch will make me very vulnerable and open the match for you, I see you dropping low for a quick jab, so I duck too to parry it, only for me to have another jab to my nose causing me to almst fall down, very hard, unbearable pain "AGHHHH!" I hold on my nose as you got the best of me now, I am planning to kick if you get closer, I ean back and end a sharp heel kick to your stomach

jazzyher35: I inch forward thinking I have you where I want you as you almost land on your cute ass. "OOF!" My gut is met with your kick as I stagger backwards on my heels. My legs starting to become shakey again hoping you don't notice that and come after me. I keep my glove straight out to keep some distance between us that way I'm not in trouble

Amalia_Torres: I got your weakness very well, I look at your stance, then I come to you again, I quickly drop low, feinting a hook to your stomach hoping you clutch it, then I back off, coming back with a shin swing into your left gut, not even putting back my feet down, I hook it backwards with te same momentum, into your right gut!

jazzyher35: I luckily turtle up as you feint low. I see your shin fly towards my left gut but my elbow is there. Then my right gut and my elbow is there. It was good and effective but my head is slightly exposed due to my elbows being so low. I can just hear the crowd cheering in the arena and the ring lights highlighting the scene!

Amalia_Torres: You could bock against my kicks, thanks to your elbows, I groan in frustration, before putting my legs down, noticing that feints get the best of you, s I raise my shin trying to kick to your gut now, but as I reach it, I snap back and shift up towards your jaw. IF successful, I would lower my shin, and FIRE it hard against your gut, hoping this time it works

jazzyher35: As your shin violently heads towards my chin my eyes widen as I prepare for the worst. "DING!" The ref steps in and breaks us up as your foot almost made contact with my chin. The Mexico fans are booing and the Morroco fans are loving your aggression towards me. I step out of the way and walk towards my corner not wanting to make eye contact with you as I feel slightly intimidated. I plop onto the stool, and remove my mouth piece. I then drink some water and rest against the turnbuckle with my chest rising and dropping trying to breathe

Amalia_Torres: As I try to land a devastating gut kick, the ref dings and asks us to rejoin our corners, I look at you thinking to myself *what a lucky slut* I drink water lightly and pour someon my red hair to toss it around and behind my ears, before standing up, waiting for the ref to give me the sign

jazzyher35: I try to take my time as round 4 is about to begin. I stand back up and bounce on my feet feeling like 90% now. I feel much better after avoiding you last round. The ref clears us both as I meet you in the middle with my guard covering as much as possible

Amalia_Torres: I am following you again, looking at your stance as it started to be shaken a bit, as the round starts, I step in and hook a double to your face hoping to break the guard, one cross to your left, then another to your right, I want to mix you up

jazzyher35: My defense eats all those punches knocking me around but not doing much. "Pap Pap! PAP! PAP!" I find myself on the ropes early on, but I'm calm enough to know my next move. I start off with a hard cross to hopefully either catch you or keep your gloves up. I then follow it with a roundhouse to your solar plexus hoping to catch you

Amalia_Torres: I manage to press you against the ropes, but without having much impact on you, I am not very efficient, you hook the cross but I easily parry it, but there is no way to stop your roundhouse kick aimed at my solar plexus, immediately unwinding me as I bend over doubling, very overwhlmed and frustrated "uhhffff!"

jazzyher35: As you bend over, I smirk knowing I've made my comeback. I throw a short uppercut not trying to send you down just yet but enough power to press you against the ropes hopefully stunning you or even better hook your arms over

Amalia_Torres: I am very open to you and you send a sharp uppercut but it's enough to make me see stars as I stagger even bac more and more, I am stuned, my arms flaul down with my head, still overwhelmed with the roundhouse kick, my legs are even wobbling, my mind is completely racing

jazzyher35: I push you onto the ropes and try to throw rapid jabs to keep up the pressure hopefully keeping you on the ropes. "Quieres mas puta!?" I then try to throw your arms over the top ropes to hopefully keep you immobilized. If it works then I hook them over. If not then my body is exposed.

Amalia_Torres: You taunt me as you send me over the ropes, I am limited from moving... and make my arms tied to the ropes, hardly I move, barely I shake mysef, but I can't trust if you are really stable yourself, so I lean back, anchor my leg, and PUSH hard against your gut to create some space, if successfule, I would step in and rotate a nasty cross to your jaw now

jazzyher35: Since my main focus was to send you over my ropes I had no defense. You create some space not doing much damage but doing what intended. However, I'm a step ahead and duck under your cross and try another uppercut to hopefully send you back where you belong!!

Amalia_Torres: You look more resistant in this round, it makes me vulnerable and less efficient, you duck from the attack and instead, you send another uppercut causing meto fall backwards into the opes, stunned and dizzy, almost knocked out

jazzyher35: I undo your thong with my toes and rip it off of you as you did to me. "A little trophy of my victim~" I then kick it to my corner feeling confident as ever in the fourth round. I then move my foot towards your lips. "Lick my superior foot slut." I then flex my muscles to crowd and the camera as the crowd is loving this final match up!

Amalia_Torres: Quickly you strip down my thing leaving me completely naked, then press your foot into my lips as I am almost losing conscious before everything goes blac, I pucker my lips, reaching to your soles with absolute disgust and uncomfortability, moroccan fans start to boo hard against me

jazzyher35: My eyes flicker as you start to obey me and lick my foot. Mexico fans are going crazy for me as I'd won them over in the fourth round. "Good foot slut." I rub my foot all over your face... "One...Two...DING!" I roll my eyes as the bell saves you again. *Shit this isn't fair!!* I remove my foot looking at your barely conscious state. "Saved again Amalia..." I turn my back and go to my corner eager for more

Amalia_Torres: The ding saves me from another knockout, I fall onto my back roll and walk on all fours to my corner, gulping water like crazy as I lay on the turn buckle, seeing stars, pressure on my chest is unbearable, feeling too much pain on my head, I grab a rope, trying to pul and get back on track before the refree calls us

jazzyher35: "Aww you don't look so good Amalia. Hear that!? Those boos are for you~" I then notice a fan of yours next to my corner booing me for talking so much. He's waving a Morroco flag and I happen to notice it. I spit towards it hoping it lands on it. I then walk towards the middle waiting on you

Amalia_Torres: I blush hearing my own supporters booing at me, when I see your spit, I stand up, slap the mats with my feet, then get up properly, aiming to get focused again hopefully, the refree allows us to start over again, so to change the tactic, I drop low and send a sharp punch to your gut, facing you with my back as I bend over, hoping my hook overwhelms you

jazzyher35: "Ngh!" You come out with such aggression and I'm overwhelmed by it. I eat your hook to my gut but I stand there still filled with adrenaline. As your bent over, I raise my foot and try to throw a swift kick to your left cheek seeing as it might put you down and give me the upperhand. 

Amalia_Torres: every second that I gain now is in my interest, if I stay active, so as I bend over you send a sharp kick to my cheek, hopefully that my guard was there to absorb some of the kick, the rest makes me rotate a bit then turn to you, I stay dropping low and rotate my body, sending a shin kick to your thigh hoping you lose stability, still holding my cheek, I snap a quick heel to your stomach

jazzyher35: "Oof!" It smacks against my gut as I stagger back. I regain my footing and return to you. I try a double jab aimed for your left eye again to hopefully keep up my pressure. I begin to question how your so fresh after eating 2 uppercuts of mine. "Grr.." *I've gotta finish her now* "Eat my foot bitch!" I try to finish you with my famous uppercut kick "Night lights!" If missed I'm exposed...

Amalia_Torres: as you go for the double jab, I become more stunned and overwhelmed, ready to be finished, your foot raised up in the air sent into my exposed face, tossed to the side as my arms hand on uselessly, legs crossed as I fall ont my knees then my face collapses down just into your sole with my ass slightly up exposed, arms trapped under me, crowd booing and even some started to cheer for you

jazzyher35: "Right where your country belongs bitch." I stand above you feeling victorious. I flip you onto your back and place my foot on your crotch while flexing my bicep towards to the crowd and camera. Mexico fans cheering wildly and your fans booing. I throw kisses and winks mocking what you did earlier and I start slowly rubbing your crotch with my soft sole

Amalia_Torres: you taunt me and play with me at the moment when I am all drained and defeated, on my back I start twitching and jerking as your sole starts to rub my petals and folds, teasing my entrance as I start melting with sweat between my heavy breaths moans of pleasure trigger as people start to record my humiliation and plight, giving shame to my country while you are bringing glory and honor to yours

jazzyher35: "How does my foot feel foot bitch!?" I continue rubbing slow to try and edge you and not get you to fully orgasm yet. I rest my gloves on my hips and stare down at you with a cocky smile. "Your country is now nothing in this ring you hear me foot slut!?"

Amalia_Torres: "ughhhh bghffgg" I moan in humiliation and agony as you keep pushing my level of pleasure and making my orgasm develop more and more, my body starts to shake, hearing your words and doing nothing but agreeing mostly with you, your cocky smile faces my submissive winces

jazzyher35: "Can you still fight or want to be a submissive foot bitch?~" I pause my foot movements waiting on your response as they take videos and pictures of the scene. I feel eager ti receive the World Cup and smile at the thought of it "So...?"

Amalia_Torres: fuck... as much as I hate it, you dominated me very well, so I just nod our of submission and humiliation 😓 yes... 😖 "Yes... yes... foot bitch I am" at the moment you and your crowd cheering, you waiting for my answer I gulp and nod, you are my Dom now, my foot Dom who finished me with her night lights and made me see every corner of the ring with the roundhouse kick... and finished me with the jabs, then made me edged with her toes

jazzyher35: I pull my foot back seeing as your hips are buckling and my edging tactics work. I grin as the ref steps in to check on you and give you a count. "Give her a second ref let's watch her struggle." I cover my giggle with my mouth as I begin to see and watch if you let down Morroco as a country or get up. Watching you struggle turns me on as my cheeks turn pink

Amalia_Torres: "not finished yet" pressing my arms into the canvas trying to get up, I am struggling but not done yet, my power isn't fully drained, I will pursue, I stand up on shaky legs, go to my corner when the ref does DING, I dry my fave with a towel, then hydrate, jump lightly and try to focus again, taking advantage of the seconds to recover

jazzyher35: "WHAT!!? REF THE ROUND JUST STARTED!!" I push the referee in frustration as they ring the bell. The referee gives me a warning and I stomp towards my corner in frustration. The Mexico fans frustrated at me for not counting but at the officiating. "YOUR LUCKY AMALIA! MORROCO IS BENEATH ME AND YOU WILL BE TOO!" I drink water feeling relaxed and turn to face you noticing they aren't starting the round and giving you time to recover. "Start the round!!"

Amalia_Torres: I finish the hydration and get back my energy when you just keep yelling for cheating, that's good because I will need more of your distraction to put you the way I want.. I would follow again and stand up getting ready before the signal to start, I jump to gain some energy, then try a quick jab at your stomach, before seeing your guard going there I would turn to the side and swing my heel backwards into your face

jazzyher35: "Grrr I'll finish you bi-" My words get cut off mid sentence as my gut is met with your glove. "Ngh!" I see you step to my side and swing a heel kick. My eyes widen as I'd been a bit distracted on arguing with the referee and the officials about the cheating. "ACK!" My head jerks to the side before refocusing as I stagger backwards. "Your my foot slave remember that!" I then try to pull my gloves back to my face

Amalia_Torres: I managed to hook a straight kick at your face, hearing your words only makes me more eager to give you the Moroccan taste, so I hook my shin to the side of your gut, firing it hard there hoping to make you double over "hiiyahhhhhh!!!!"

jazzyher35: My elbow is able to absorb half of the impact, but I lean over as your kick causes a ripple effect on my stomach skin. "Oof!" My eyes wince closed and reopen as you pull your foot back. I try to throw a jab and hopefully catch you off guard

Amalia_Torres: I managed to shake your belly with my hard shin, before you throw a double jab into me shaking my guard and balance, hoping I can parry them away, but it's never time for me to back off, once you snap your jab, I twist my hip and aim for a quick uppercut to your chin before you regain your guard, hoping to toss your head backwards "hssss!"

jazzyher35: I catch you in the face and smirk thinking your back on your back foot but then... "Ngh!" My head flies up as well as my jaw following your glove. My arms flail into the air and hook right over the ropes behind me as I'm temporarily stunned unable to pull my arm back in time

Amalia_Torres: I follow you as you hook over the ropes, your natural place, I come to you and jump in the air spinning myself trying a side kick, it's fake, I just rotated it, so once I land it on the canvas, I twist my hips backwards firing my other heel as quick as I can into your chin again, hoping to secure more damage, my tossed hair makes my eye look at you from the side as I am spinning...

jazzyher35: My eyes widen in shock again but it was just a feint as I'm so focused there I refocus and am met with a brutal heel to my chin causing my head to jerk to the opposite side. I double over with my arms keeping me up as I'm stunned. Legs spread and dripping wet with slight precum from watching you under my foot.

Amalia_Torres: As I see you doubling over and with no intention to ease up on you, I attempt to drop low, and twist my hip again trying to send my glove at your temple to make you dizzy, before shifting to the right, this time to secure a destroying kick to the gut, I hold on the ropes to position myself, then spin a sharp mid kick to your mid section where all your guts are there "hmmmmmsss!!!"

jazzyher35: "ugh..." I groan for a moment and am able to unhook my arms clutching my gut as your kick smashed something in me. My knees buckle and drop onto my breasts with my chin at your feet. "ugh....."

Amalia_Torres: I put my hands on my waist as I wiggle my toes repeatedly into your lips and chin, starting to shove my toes into your mouth "I kissed your toes, now you SUCK mine, Mexican bitch" looking at the opportunity to kick your ass out from this world cup, I bend my other leg and press it on your ass crack, curling my toes as I start rubbing your clit from.abive, making your ass jiggle in a sexy way, and feel the wetness on my toes, rubbing BOTH of your lips woth both of my toes repeatedly

jazzyher35: "ugh..." I continue to groan as you rub my lips and my wet clit. My hips jerk as I'd already been slightly wet so you add onto the arousal. I pucker my lips and give a small kiss on your foot as you rub it on my lips. I then give one more and then drop my head onto the canvas feeling dazed and hurting

Amalia_Torres: "I said suck my toes, not kiss them, you don't understand zorra?" I taunt you as I shove my big toe between your lips, making your petals stretched more and more from my quick rubbing, since you dropped your head down, I would walk behind you and sit my ass between your legs "see how Morocco will fuck your country" I slip my toes into your pussy and since my other big toe was full of your saliva... I slip it into your tight asshole forcing it there, then jerk my feet starting to pump your holes...

jazzyher35: My eyes widen as I feel arousal and small tight pain. I begin to moan loudly as my clit begins to reach a climax on your toe. "r-ref..." My hips finally give one last buckle/jerk and I begin to squirt upwards as I couldn't hold out being the first orgasm of the match. My head rests against the cold canvas and my hips relax

Amalia_Torres: I pull my toe out of your pussy, leaving it swollen and stretched, before walking again to sit facing your head, I raise my feet and wave to Moroccans, before landing a sharp slap into your cheek with my sole

Amalia_Torres: ONE

Amalia_Torres: I leave your sole again and raise my foot aligned with your cheek once again

Amalia_Torres: *THWAKK*

Amalia_Torres: TWO...

Amalia_Torres: I make a faster and harder slap now since my foot is just anchored, pounding it into your cheek again

Amalia_Torres: *THWAKK* THREE

Amalia_Torres: I raise my hands anticipating a good win

jazzyher35: I get up on my knees sitting on my heels as you pause your slapping expecting me to stay down. I'm able to my knees staring at you with hatred. "Fine then foot bitch"

jazzyher35: FOUR

jazzyher35: FIVE

jazzyher35: SIX

jazzyher35: I am able to get back to my feet and give the ref my gloves so he can clear us to continue. As she does so, I stagger backwards onto the ropes to try and get some distance between us not wanting to box much for the rest of this round

Amalia_Torres: As you stand up I aim to not offer you much time to react so I strut towards you giving you a sharp hook to your chin, the goal is to make your guard react, making your gut exposed, so I twist and snap a quick punch there... before the refree signals the DING and asks us to go rest "next round you're fucked up" I hiss

jazzyher35: I eat your words and grit my teeth at your remark as you talk trash to me. I walk slowly to my corner clutching my mid section feeling intense pain. I plop onto my stool and rest against my turnbuckle as we have exchanged leather and kicks. I drink so much water as I'm feeling the ring spinning. Round seven about to start as we are scheduled for a ten round fight for the World Cup championship.

Amalia_Torres: able to continue the fight I get invited by the refree, when we start again, I open my range and step to your right side, this time I don't throw a kick to you, I anchor aiming for a fake knee to your stomach, if I manage to land it behind you, I would spring my whole body trying to use a high momentum to pound my heel into your stomach!

jazzyher35: "GHUH!" The wind gets knocked out of my lungs as my eyes widen and I slightly double over clutching my gut. A dark bruise forms where your heel lands digging into my skin. I bite down on my mouth piece feeling an intense stinging sensation on my gut while both crowd cheer like crazy

Amalia_Torres: I back off again and look at you with amusement since now I take time to make my work looks like art, I engage my whole body up, trying to follow up with curling my toes, steering my feet up your chin, securing a nasty "Night Lights" to make you completely dazed, enough force and speed directed to you...

jazzyher35: "...." My jaw follows your foot upwards and my head violently tilts backwards and my feet lift off the canvas. My gloves drop to my waist. My feet catch traction on the canvas again and I back peddle for a second and then land hard on my ass, and then my back laid out as my mouth piece lands outside of the ring. The Morroco crowd cheering loudly as the Mexico fans boo harshly

Amalia_Torres: Moroccans start to roar at the moment you land on your ass, as you are ok your back, I come to the side and anchor my leg to pull you upwards but upside down in such a way your body folded and your ass stuck up in the air with your leg spread, I settle facing you, pressing a toe in your mouth and my other feet on your bare ass, I raise my gloves in the air... Moroccans and some disappointed mexicans start to cheer up on me

Amalia_Torres: ONE

Amalia_Torres: TWO

Amalia_Torres: THREE

Amalia_Torres: I wiggle my toe more into your mouth

Amalia_Torres: FOUR

jazzyher35: "ugh..." My ass in the air and clit on fill display as well as ass. Your toes wiggling into my mouth as I can't fight it. My cheeks turn pink and my chin rests against the cold canvas as well as my breasts. I hear the count but can't even move since I can't even control my own body

Amalia_Torres: I keep pressing my foot on your crack and raising it slightly to send you some more slaps in your exposed ass that I will toy a lot later... your mouth is full of my sweaty foot, as everyone continues the count

Amalia_Torres: FIVE

Amalia_Torres: SIX

Amalia_Torres: SEVEN

jazzyher35: I moan as I can't manage to find the will power to get back up. Instead I stay down submissive and unable to find the strength. My breasts rub against the canvas as my arms and chin sink in. I feel deeply embarrassed as the count continues. 

Amalia_Torres: I wiggle my toe deeper adding another one then slapping your tits with my salived toes...

Amalia_Torres: leaving my leg pressed on your bare ass for leverage

Amalia_Torres: EIGHT ...

Amalia_Torres: NINE

Amalia_Torres: TEN

Amalia_Torres: I raise my arms in victory running to my supporters blowing kisses to them as you only hang folded up in a humiliating position

jazzyher35: I hear the count finish up and I realize my comeback came up short and was worth nothing. I sink my face into the canvas hearing the boos towards me and the cheers for you. My thong in your corner and yours in mine. I hoped you wouldn't keep my Mexico one has a trophy but I figured it would be inevitable. "ugh..." *I can't believe I lost... *

Amalia_Torres: I finish cheering up and come back to you holding you from your hair and dragging you on your stomach as you are spread open sliding across the canvas, until we reach my corner, I go to my bag and take the socks of Morocco's color and stuff them in your mouth, shoving them all the way, then trying to hold your legs and spread them on each middle rope, keeping your arms hanging on top rope "let's make your damsel in distress unforgettable... bitch"

jazzyher35: "mmmm!!" I scream into your socks and you fix me accordingly. My body arranged on the ropes how you pictured. Your fans cheering loudly for you and my fans booing. I close my eyes hearing your words pierce through my confidence I once had. I feel totally submissive on the ropes as you stand above me

Amalia_Torres: Now as I keep you sprad on the corner, behind you all moroccans who cheer for your plight, I stap backwards and raie my knee,pounding it hard into your stomach,before straightening it again, and aiming for a sharp shin kick into your gut, punishing you for losing to me, I back off again, and send a straightforward heel kick to your stomach once again

jazzyher35: I grunt as all three of your kicks shred my poor gut. My body making different motions from your kicks as they pound my poor gut. My eyes wince closed as my gut already has a few purple bruises from your brutal punishment. My eyes start to tear up showing my emotion as you are punishing me. *T-they cheated for her... They wanted Morroco to win... *

Amalia_Torres: I lean back my ankle and repeat the kick over and over, before slamming hard into your gut making sure it becomes dark red with some blue, repetitive kicks into your stomach pounding into your flesh harder and faster. I back off even more, then run gathering both of my heels, sending a SHARP double heel strike into your weak gut

jazzyher35: I grunt after each of your repetitive kicks slam against my gut causing a ripple effect throughout my skin. I see you back up not knowing what comes next. I can't form words at all since your socks cover my mouth. I then see you running and slam your shin against my gut. "MMM!!" I groan out loud and remove my arms from the position you put them in clutching my poor stomach

Amalia_Torres: Then I would pull you and drag you on your back, climbing into the turn buckle and jumping in the air... landing with both of my heels into your stomach! "HIIIYAAAAH!!!!" I start jumping on your gut over and over repeatedly, crashing and destroying every gut of you with my heels and weight

jazzyher35: "MMMPHH!!" I shriek into your socks, but not much noise comes out as I'm met with your heels digging deep into my gut shredding my insides. I start to cry as tear stream down my cheeks. I clutch my gut with my gloves again and brings my knees up as my clit remains wet from my orgasm earlier

Amalia_Torres: I don't even give you the time to recover as I keep pounding with my weight your gut and stomach repeatedly using you as a trampoline as I keep going up and down on your mid section *BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM* until I feel you are about to explode, I unwind you completely and keep making you a mark of my heels and feet on your gut

jazzyher35: I feel myself about to pass out under your weight as you unfold me. My arms at my sides and my breasts rising up and falling down as I inhale taking extremely deep breaths but finding difficulty. I stare up at you watching and waiting for whatever comes next. I feel my tears stream more and more as the pain is unbearable

Amalia_Torres: I finish trampling then I settle walk to your corner and grab your flag, I take it and hold it between my thighs since I was so tired I started to urinate loudly into it... then I shove it all into your face, before holding your legs up and starting to violently rub my toes into your crotch over and over hoping to bring you over the edge again in front of your own crowd under your own flag and my piss on it

jazzyher35: My face covered by my own flag and your piss on it. My head feeling dizzy and my gut a dark shade of purple. I feel you bring my legs up, but I can't see much as my piss covered flag is on my face. I then feel your foot rub against my crotch and am immediately turned on by your rubbing. My hips jerk wildly as you do so

Amalia_Torres: As you get turned on and your hips jerk, I roll the flag around you to make you keep smelling the piss more, before I would hold you from your hair pulling you into my corner and facing the crowd, I cross the ropes so your tits are trapped there, I place my Moroccan glove under your crotch behind your ass, then start rubbing it wildly, making you edged again, before I take off my other glove and then start to squeeze your tits, hoping to lactate you in front of my fans "scream bitch, let's see your milk"

jazzyher35: I close my eyes not wanting to see the humiliation in front of me. My lips trembling in fear as I try to fight the temptation on my crotch and my tit. Hearing your fans go crazy in front of me. I feel your dominant body against mine as I'm trapped on the ropes. My hips shaking wildly as I'm starting to feel my climax come in

Amalia_Torres: I keep rubbing you with the glove as we see the milking going, making you even more squeezed as you lactate like a loser bitch who is humbled, humiliated, pissed on and now lactated "cum for me bitch, cum!!!!" I address as I keep rubbing your pussy with my glove

jazzyher35: My left tit begins to lactate on command and by the touch of your fingers. I wince in arousal as you continue rubbing my crotch. My hips begin to buckle wildly on the ropes shaking. After a few more seconds my pussy can't hold out much longer, and I begin to have a squirting orgasm as my eyes roll into the back of my skull. My body leaning against the ropes and getting my milk on the top rope. My hips buckling as I orgasm. My body limp on the ropes as your fans grow louder seeing me barely awake

Amalia_Torres: As you are completely out cold now, humiliated with the most degrading senario that could be imagined ever, I pull you up and make you settle on your ass "you are out of the world cup tournament, Mexican slut" I back off and raise my heel up in the air, curling my toes and ensuring a good and precise strike into your face, NIGHT LIGHTS finishing you completely on the canvas, making me proud, victorious and elegant, leaving you twitching and unconscious in the ring as I take my trophy's world cup champion, cheer with my fans, Moroccans with pride, mexicans with disappointment since they didn't help but just mock on your plight, I am very proud too, it's my time to celebrate, and have fun with my win!!

jazzyher35: I'm having a brutal orgasm and can't control what's going on between my legs. My hips buckling and my eyes rolled into my skull. As you turn me to face you, we are eye to eye. I groan as you point your toes down and it launches towards my chin. My head jolts upwards and my chin follows your foot. My gloves drop to my waist and saliva spits out into the air. I bounce off of the ropes behind me and land on my lactating breast at your feet. I see you pick up the World Cup trophy as you are the winner. The last thing I see is you leaving the ring with the trophy in your hands after a brutal 7 rounds of kickboxing and gut wrenching punishment...