THE SWEETEST SCIENCE

21:21 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Brett challenge a lady that called herself the destroyer to a Boxing match. As this Bruiser wanted to see how good this destroyer is, as she suggested a NHB Erotic boxing match. So Brett would accept the modification rules, as he was in the locker room getting ready for this fun erotic NHB boxing match. As he took a few minutes to get ready, and then leave the locker room and then head to the cover entrance. As his name get called as he would down to the ring as the crowd cheers at him. As he would climb in the ring as he had a blue boxing robe covering his body as he would be barefoot and wearing black boxing gloves, as he would be 5"10 feet tall and 205 pounds. As he would shadow box at his corner before removing his robe to reveal his naked body. As he waits for the destroyer to show up.

21:34 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> And then she appeared…Da Destroyer. Strutting confidently down the ramp, Da Destroyer wore a purple satin robe with black trimming that shimmered under the lights, the hood casting a shadow over her sharp, confident smirk. Her purple gloved fists swung rhythmically at her sides, her steps deliberate and teasing. She was a thick and curvy powerhouse, standing at 5’9” and weighing in at heavy 320lbs of seductive curves, her thick hips swaying as she locked eyes with the man that challenged her from across the arena. The announcer’s voice thundered: “The woman who’s known for breaking spirits and egos alike…DA DESTROYER!” She climbed into the ring slowly, deliberately dragging out every second of her entrance. Once inside, she walked up to Brett with a calm, amused look, letting the tension build. Then without breaking eye contact, Danielle peeled off her robe, revealing her bare, glistening body beneath, clad in nothing but her purple gloves and a confident smirk, as her bare chest hung free. She stepped back into her corner, rolling her shoulders, her chest rising and falling slowly as she whispered loud enough for only Brett to hear: “Hope you’re ready, stud… because I don’t just destroy bodies…I ruin egos.” She raised her gloves… and the bell was about to ring.

10:40 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Brett would see Danielle climb in the ring as the announcer mentioned her ring name. As he would be eyeing her robe covering seductive curves, as he would meet her up at the center of the ring, as she removes her robe. As Brett would be seeing her glistening chocolate body under the lights. As Brett would hear her whisper "I am ready cutie, hope you are ready as well.. As I don't just bruise up bodies, but I will bruise up your pussy with my cock when I knock you out heh" As Brett would wink at her. As he would back up to his corner as would shadow box as they wait for the bell to ring.

20:48 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle smirks as Brett backs away, her eyes locked on his every movement like a predator tracking prey. Her hips sway with dangerous confidence as she turns toward her corner, muscles glistening under the lights, her gloves rising to her cheeks as she starts bouncing on her toes. “Oh, baby,” she purrs just loud enough for him to hear, “you better bring more than pretty words and a hard-on if you wanna survive me.” The ref calls them forward again. Danielle saunters to the center like she owns the ring, her glare burning through Brett. She leans in close, nose almost touching his. “Let’s see if you’re still talking after round one… or if you’re face-down, twitching, and leaking.” DING! The bell rings—and Danielle explodes forward, all muscle and menace, ready to turn this fight into a brutal, beautiful war.

10:41 <Brett_The_Bruiser> As they lock eyes on each other bodies, Brett would hear her pur as he watches her bounce on her toes and the rest of her comment as he would blush at her. As the ref called them to the center of the ring as Brett would head to the center of the ring as he watches her lean in close and head her last comment as he smile at her. "Heh I will survive round 1. But you might not heh. " As the bell rings, Brett would send a fast left hook to her face before sending a right uppercut to her belly as he would get his guard up.

06:34 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Da Destroyer just smirks as Brett fires that quick left, her head snaps to the side, strands of hair flying with the impact, but she doesn’t back down. Instead, she grins, flashing her mouthpiece as if she enjoyed it. The uppercut that followed to her belly made her grunt, her belly tensing against the blow, but she took it in stride. “Not bad for a warm-up,” she purrs again, her gloves sliding back into place. She retaliated by twisting her hips as she sent a crushing straight right toward his jaw, followed by a left hook aimed to dig into his side, her knuckles biting for ribs. “Let’s see how long you keep that smile, pretty boy.”

13:12 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Brett would see destroyer smirk from his hook connect to her face. As he would see her mouth guard, as she would grunt to his uppercut at her belly. As he would hear her pur comment. As he would get hit by her straight right, as he would groan to the heavy impact, as his head snaps back. But he would block her left hook with his arm. As he hears her taunt As he took a step back and shake his head. "You hit like a truck " as he would move back in and send a couple left jabs to her face. But would fake out the second jab for a right hook to Belly before sending a left uppercut to her under side of her boobs.

06:43 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle would let out a low, throaty chuckle as Brett’s first jab tapped her cheek, her head turning just slightly with the motion, but her eyes never left his. The second jab came faster then the first, but as she shifted to parry it, Brett’s real plan unfolded. WHUMP! His right hook slammed into her belly, the meaty sound echoing through the ring as her thick belly rippled from the impact. Another grunt escaped her lips, but more amused than hurt. But before she could brace again or try to return fire. SMACK! The left uppercut lifted the underside of her full breasts, sending a shiver of sensation through her. She gasped, her mouthguard flashing again, the first hint of a surprised smirk fading as she stumbled a half-step back, chest rising with a deep breath. She looked down briefly, cupping her gloves under her breasts as if to acknowledge the hit, then lifted her gaze back to Brett. “Mmm… that was cute,” she purred through her mouthguard, licking her lips with deliberate slowness. “Guess you’re not just muscle and hormones after all.” Then with a lunged forward and a wicked glint in her eye, Danielle sent a sudden left feint high toward his cheek before dropping low with a crushing right cross aimed squarely at Brett’s abs, followed immediately by a rising left uppercut targeting the base of his shaft—brutal, intimate, and undeniably within the NHB rules. She leaned in close, her body pressing against his as she whispered, “Let’s see how long you can keep swinging, champ…”

02:30 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Brett would hear Danielle low chuckle as his first jab hit her cheek, but he would smile at her surprise reaction as his fake out work. As she would grunt to his right hook hitting her belly. As he would watch her boobs jiggle from his heavy left uppercut to her underside of her boobs. As ahe stagger a couple steps back, checking herself before flashing her mouth guard at him. As he hears her first set of comments. As he would get rush by her falling for her fake plan. As he would get hit in the abs from her right cross at his abs as he he grunt to it, before groaning in pain from her left uppercut hitting his base of his shaft. As he would fold a little bit before feeling her lean in against him hearing her whisper *Alright destroyer. That how you want to play it." As he would send a left uppercut back to her pussy, before wrapping his arm around her neck and kisses her on the lips. As he used the same glove hand and send a few jabs to her belly.

06:35 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle’s smirk twisted with a mix of pain and pleasure as Brett’s uppercut landed square up in her pussy, her thighs trembled, and a low, involuntary moan slipped past her mouthguard. Her eyes flared wide, her body jerking as the raw jolt of sensation lit her nerves on fire. She didn’t expect him to strike back there, not so soon—not so boldly. But then, his arm looped around her neck, pulling her in, their sweat-slick bodies pressed tight. And before she could spit a curse, his lips crashed onto hers. The kiss became a battle of its own, full of teeth and heat. Danielle groaned into it, caught off guard just long enough for Brett to exploit the closeness. Thup-thup-thup! Three sharp belly jabs buried into her toned midsection, forcing her to grunt against his mouth, the air leaving her lungs in ragged bursts. But even locked in that kiss, the Destroyer was never helpless. Her gloves curled up between them, arms bracing—then she slammed her forehead forward, aiming for a vicious headbutt to his nose. If it connected, she’d wrench away from the kiss with a fiery glare, blood on her lip and defiance in her eyes. “You kiss good,” she hissed, voice ragged, “but you fight even better…” And then she’d swing with a wild, punishing left hook at his jaw, her breasts bouncing with the motion as she aimed to rock him back into the ropes, trying to turn this erotic war into something even darker, sweatier… and more brutal.

18:22 <Brett_The_Bruiser> I smile as I catch you off guard by my uppercut hitting your pussy and more surprised as I kiss you as my glove jabs sink in your belly a few times. AS you felt helpless as I would make sure you were feeling winded as I enjoy the kiss. But you would catch me off guard, as you would break out of the kiss and head butt me at my nose with your forehead. As I would groan in pain as blood started to drip out of my nose. As i would hear her hiss comments. As he would see her wild hook at Last second and quickly lean back for it to graze his chin. As he would counter with a hard right overhand to her face. "You are a good fighter as well."

19:05 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle reeled slightly as her hook missed its mark, just grazing Brett’s chin—but before she could recover, CRACK!—his right overhand slammed into the side of her face. Her head snapped to the left, sweat spraying from her cheek as she staggered a step sideways, caught by the sheer force behind it, but The Destroyer didn’t fall…her knees buckled, her body swayed, but her eyes lit with something feral. Her lip was bleeding now, a trickle tracing down her chin, mixing with the sweat glistening off her flushed chest. She looked at him, breathing hard, face stung but smiling—no, grinning. “Mmm… finally,” she growled, wiping her mouth with the back of her glove. “You’re giving me something to feel.” She stepped in close again, her body nearly brushing his, her breasts pressing against his chest, her breath hot as she spoke low enough for only him to hear. “Now let’s see how much you can take.” In one explosive motion, she ducked and surged forward, wrapping her arms around his waist to drive her shoulder into his gut—attempting to lift and slam him back-first into the nearest corner. And if she got him there, she’d pin him, driving her hips into his as she unleashed a brutal flurry of body shots: lefts and rights thudding into his ribs, abs, and hips.

19:18 <Brett_The_Bruiser> He would chase after her as she staggered back from his overhand hitting her in the face. As he noticed she still smiling and breathing heavily and bleeding from her lips. As he would get closer to her as he hears her low comment, he would get caught off guard by her movement. As he would get lift up by her and get slammed in the corner as he would grab on to it with his black boxing glove hands to help him stay up. As he would moan to her hips on his hips as he would start to grunt and groan to her body shots as he try to get her off him.

06:50 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle felt his body jolt with each thudding blow, his moans and grunts fueling the raw fire in her belly. His back slammed against the turnbuckles, the ropes trembling with every punch she drove into him—each shot placed with deliberate, ruthless intent. Fists hammered into his ribs, his sides, just above his hips—deep, grinding shots meant to break breath and will. “Mmm, that’s it… take it,” she purred into his ear between strikes, her breath hot and heavy, her sweat mixing with his as her hips stayed pressed flush against his. She could feel the twitch of arousal against her. “You like this,” she whispered, dragging her tongue slowly along his jawline, just as her glove sank another punch into the pit of his belly, stealing more air from his lungs.

21:32 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Brett would grunt and groan to her onslaught assault. As his ribs, sides and belly gets hit hard by her heavy punches. As her press against his as his body jolts in the corner his cock rubs against her pussy getting hard. As he would hear her whisper, as he would feel her tongue dragging across his jawline, as he would groan to her punch sinking in his belly as he would caught as his wind gets knocked out of him. As he started to pants and try to recover from it as he looks her in the eye. As he feels her hot breath as there sweat mixes

06:11 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle saw it—the flicker in Brett’s eyes, that flash of strain mixing with lust, defiance dancing on the edge of collapse. Her breath came in deep, heated bursts, mingling with his as their sweat-slick bodies clung together in the corner. She could feel his cock hardening against her soaked slit, every pulse of it betraying him more than his words ever could. Her mouth hovered near his, lips just barely brushing his, not yet a kiss—just a taunt, a tease. “Ohh… you’re shaking,” she whispered, the tip of her tongue tracing a lazy path across his bottom lip. “Don’t fall on me yet, baby… I’m just getting warmed up.” But even as she spoke, her hips rolled forward slowly, grinding herself against his stiffness in time with the rhythm of his panting. Her glove hovered at his belly, resting gently—mocking him with the promise of another blow. Then she pressed her forehead to his, their eyes locked. “Show me that fire again, Brett…” Suddenly, she took a step back, giving him just enough space to breathe—and just enough room to strike if he dared. Her gloves came up again, her chest heaving, her body glistening under the lights, blood trailing from her lip down her chin. She licked it away slowly, grinning.

19:28 <Brett_The_Bruiser> As he was kept up to his feet by her. As her breathing heavily heated, as his cock would be hard and stiffen as it would be getting her soak pussy juice start to cover and wet his cock as it start to pulse against her. As his lips feel her lips grazing his as he hears her whisper as he groans to her. As he felt her lick his bottom lip with her tongue as he get sexually tease by her. As Brett would start to moan as he hears her just getting started comment and to her grinding her pussy on his cock as a little of pre cum squirt out on her pussy. As he would feel her glove hand on his belly as he would hear her challenge, and would get relief when she backs up as he pant and he would watch her get her glove up as she lick her blood off her jaw. As Brett would get his glove hands up as he goes to her "alright" as he would send a couple left jabs to her face but would fake the second jab and would duck and move in sending a right hook to her belly follow with a hard Left hook to her face.

15:33 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle’s head snapped back from the left jab, her cheek stinging as the crowd popped at Brett’s sudden resurgence. The second jab came—she moved to parry—only for him to slip low, her eyes widening a fraction as his shoulder dipped. THUMP! His right hook buried deep into her belly, the shock of it forcing a sharp grunt from her lips, her abs tightening as the blow drove the air from her lungs. Before she could even tighten her guard again— CRACK! His left hook smashed into her face, twisting her head to the side, sweat and a mist of spit spraying from her mouth as she staggered back two steps. The Destroyer’s gloves lowered slightly as she steadied herself, breathing heavier now—not just from exertion, but from the heat of the fight and the sting of real damage. She slowly turned back toward him, a thin line of blood running from the corner of her mouth, her smirk returning despite the punishment. She dragged her tongue across her lip, tasting copper and sweat. “Mmm… now that was a kiss I could feel,” she growled. Her gloves rose again—this time tighter, sharper. She stepped in, closing the gap fast, and whipped a short, savage right uppercut toward his solar plexus, aiming to fold him over. If she got that hit, she’d follow instantly with a heavy overhand left toward his temple, trying to shake him to his core and show him she wasn’t about to let him have momentum for long.

19:55 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Brett would smirk at her as his punches land there targets, as his left glove gets some of her blood from her cut lip. As he would follow her as she stepped back a couple steps. As he would see her dragged her tongue across her blood lip. As he would hear her growl as his guard up still, as he smile at her growl comment. As he see her get her guard up and would be ready for her as he would take her short savage right uppercut to his solar plexus. As he would growl in pain to it as saliva shot out of his mouth and lands on her boobs as he would fold over. But he would see her overhand coming. As he would duck her overhand, as he would try to wrap his right arm on her back of the neck. So he can send a couple of uppercuts to her pussy, before attempting to kiss her on the lips before sending a heavy right uppercut to her jaw.

02:34 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle’s fist had just sunk deep into his solar plexus, feeling the satisfying jolt of his body folding—only for the Destroyer to hiss sharply when his arm hooked around the back of her neck. Before she could wrench free— THUMP! THUMP! Two brutal uppercuts slammed into her pussy, her hips jerking involuntarily as the shots ripped a moan from deep in her throat. Her knees buckled slightly, and her body leaned into his from the shockwaves of pleasure and pain. Then his lips caught hers—hot, demanding—forcing her to taste the mix of sweat and blood between them. For a moment, her body melted into the kiss, the grind of his mouth against hers sending a heated shiver through her spine… CRACK! His heavy right uppercut rocketed up into her jaw, snapping her head back violently. Sweat sprayed from her hair as she stumbled two steps, her gloves instinctively coming up to steady herself. Her jaw throbbed, her lip split further, and yet—she was smiling. She spat a thin streak of blood to the mat, chest rising and falling in quick, ragged breaths. “Mmm… you’re dangerous when you get close,” she purred, voice husky from the mix of lust and impact. With a sudden surge forward, she aimed to clinch, pressing her whole sweaty body against his again—but this time her gloves would slip low, trying to pin his arms while she drove her knee upward toward his inner thigh, dangerously close to his cock, before following with a vicious right cross toward his temple from point-blank range.

00:19 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Brett would smile at her after his uppercut nail her jaw after he kissed her. As he would follow her as she took a couple steps back. As he see her smile as he hears her comment as he would eye her chocolate breast. As this time he would be caught off guard by her surge as he would get clinch by her, as his body rubs against her body as she press against him. As his arms get trapped by her glove hands before grunting to her knee hitting his inner thigh, as he would take a step back before groaning to her viscous right cross. As his head snaps to the side as he would shake his head as he would see double of her. "You are good and dangerous as well up close"

07:41 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle’s smirk deepened as she saw the dazed look in Brett’s eyes, her own breathing slow and deliberate despite the sweat dripping from her body. She leaned in close enough for her bloodied lip to graze his ear, her warm breath fanning across his skin. “Mmm… dangerous?” she purred, her tone thick with amusement. “Baby… I’m deadly.” Her chest pressed harder into his, letting her chocolate breasts slide teasingly against him with every slow inhale. She tilted her head just enough to lock eyes with him, her pupils dark and hungry, the smug curve of her smile daring him to try and match her again. “And up close…” she whispered, letting the words drip with heat, “…is where I ruin you.” She lingered there, eyes locked on his as if savoring his unsteady stance, her gloves brushing over his sides in a mockingly tender gesture—before taking a slow, deliberate step back, clearly inviting him to come to her.

18:14 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Brett would see her smirk, despite seeing double of her. As he would feel her hot breath fanning pass his ear as he would hear her purring question and teasing comment. As he would grunt lightly to her pressing her chocolate breast into his white chest. As he would lightly moan from her sliding her boobs teasingly, as he would see her eyes as he hears her last set of comments. As he feels her gloves rubs his sides as he watches her step back slowly. "Heh, you ain't gonna ruin me yet." As he would come after her as his vision get back right. As he would send a left hook to her belly, follow with a right hook to her face before sending a left uppercut between her boobs aiming for her jaw.

19:30 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle braced as Brett closed the distance, her smirk never fading—until THUMP! his left hook dug deep into her belly, folding her forward just enough for a grunt to slip from her throat. Before she could reset—CRACK!—his right hook snapped her head to the side, a fine spray of sweat and spit leaving her lips. Her knees bent instinctively, her guard half-rising— SMACK! His left uppercut drove up between her breasts, catching her jaw perfectly and rocking her head back. Her mouth fell open in a sharp gasp, her chocolate breasts bouncing from the jolt as she staggered a couple steps, blinking hard to steady herself. When her focus snapped back to him, she let out a throaty, breathless laugh. “Mmm… baby.” she teased, licking her split lip slowly, letting the blood smear. She swayed forward again, hips rolling as she closed the gap, her gloves lifting as though she were coming for another straight exchange—but at the last moment, she’d dip low, looking to wrap her arms around his waist and slam her forehead upward into his chin, then use the momentum to shove him back toward the ropes and grind her hips into him again, her breath hot on his neck.

19:39 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Brett would smile at her as his punches land on all three targets. As he would chase after her, as she would recover as he heard her laugh and her response. He would see her move in as he would go to block her straight, but would get tricked by her. As he would see her dip low and would get wrapped around his waist by her arms. As his guard open up realizing his mistake at last second. As his head snaps upwards from her forehead hitting his jaw as saliva shot out his mouth upwards. As he staggered back from her blow and her shoving him. As he would get in the ring ropes as he would feel her hips against his hips. As he would start to moan as his cock is getting grind against her pussy. As he try to push her away.

06:57 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle felt his moans vibrate against her as their hips ground together, the ropes behind him keeping him trapped exactly where she wanted. Her hands pressed against his sides, holding him in place, her gloved fingers curling just enough to make it clear she wasn’t letting go. “Mmm… look at you,” she purred, her voice low and dripping with smug satisfaction. “Every time I get you here, you melt.” She rolled her hips slower now, deliberately dragging her soaked slit along the length of his stiff cock, letting him feel every bit of her heat. Her lips hovered close to his ear, the tip of her tongue brushing his lobe as her breath came hot and steady. “You can push…” she whispered, “…but we both know you don’t really want me to stop.” Her body pressed in harder, breasts flattening against his chest as she used the ropes to keep him pinned. Then, almost lazily, she drew one glove back and delivered a deep, thudding shot to his belly—close enough for their bodies to still be flush—before pulling her head back just enough to lock eyes with him, that smug smile returning. “Your move, champ.”

16:11 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Brett would feel her glove hands go on his sides holding him in the ring ropes, as he tries to push as she doesn't move. As he would hear her first set of teasing comment as he would start to moan more as he would start to feel a little helpless, as she would grind her wet pussy slowly against his cock, as his cock try to slip between her heated gates. As he would feel her tip of her tongue brush his lobe of his ear as he would hear her second comment. As he knew he was in trouble and she was right. "Mmmm fuck" as he would be squished under her body in the ring ropes. As he would then groan out in pain from her deep shot at his belly as he would lose some of his breath. As he would look into her eyes as he hears her last comment. As he would throw a light hook to her belly, but would lean his head towards hers as he would kiss her. As he moans.

19:59 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle felt his light hook tap her belly—not enough to make her flinch, but enough to show he still had fight left. Before she could comment, his lips pressed against hers, hot and urgent, the moan vibrating between them. For a brief moment, she let the kiss deepen, her mouth moving against his in a slow, dominating rhythm. Her tongue slipped past his lips, tasting him fully, savoring the mix of salt, sweat, and that raw heat between them. When she finally broke the kiss, a thin string of saliva lingered between their mouths. She smiled—smug, breathless, her chest rising against his as her hips still kept him pinned. “Mmm… now you’re learning,” she whispered, her voice both approving and teasing. “But kisses won’t save you.” She leaned in again, as if for another kiss—then thud! drove her knee upward between his thighs, just shy of a knockout blow, enough to send a shockwave through his core. As his body reacted, she purred into his ear, “I want to hear you beg before this is over.” Her gloves slid back to his sides, holding him there as her eyes stayed locked on his, waiting to see if he’d crumble or snap back.

15:38 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Brett would feel her tongue dominant his tongue, as they made out for a little bit. As she would break the kiss as he would see her smile groggy. As he was still pin in the ring rope by her as he would hear her teasing comments. As she would lean into kiss him again as he would close his eyes to accept the kiss, he would then open his eyes wide as he would feel her knee slam in between his legs as he shouts in pain. As he would look her in the eyes as his legs start to buckle.

23:04 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle’s grin widened as she felt his body falter, the ropes the only thing holding him upright now. His shout of pain rang in her ears, sweet music to the Destroyer. She pressed in closer, her lips brushing his as if mocking the kiss he had been expecting, her hot breath fanning across his mouth. “Mmm… look at you,” she purred, her tone thick with both lust and triumph. “All strong a minute ago… now shaking for me.” Her gloved hand slid up his chest slowly, deliberately, letting him feel the drag of leather against his sweat-slick skin until she cupped his jaw, forcing him to look into her eyes despite his buckling legs. “You’re mine in this corner, Brett,” she whispered, the smugness dripping from every word. “I can end you right now… or let you suffer a little longer.” Then, instead of striking again, she pressed her lips to his cheek in a tauntingly gentle kiss, her hips rolling once more against his stiff cock—proving she could punish and tease at the same time. “Beg me to stop,” she breathed, her forehead resting against his, “or prove to me you still have fight left.”

17:46 <Brett_The_Bruiser> He would feel her lips teasing his in mocking manner as he would hear her first set of comments. As he feels her glove leather drag up his chest till cupping his jaw, as she tilted his head up to look her in the eyes. As he hears her second set of comments as he would moan to her hips grind on his. As some pre cum squirt out of his cock. "Mm m I don't think I have much left in the tank."

23:49 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle’s smirk curved into something darker, more satisfied, as she felt his body give in beneath her. His words, groaned out in that shaky voice, were the sweetest surrender to her ears. Her thumb stroked along his jaw where her glove cupped him, tilting his head just a little more so she could lean in close—her lips brushing his ear, her breath hot and heavy. “Mmm… I knew it,” she whispered, smugness dripping from every syllable. “All that strength, all that bravado… and now you’re leaking for me, begging without even saying it.” She rolled her hips deliberately against him, feeling the wet heat of her own arousal smear along the length of his cock as her breasts pressed firmly into his chest. “You don’t have much left in the tank, baby?” she teased, pulling back just enough to lock eyes with him again, her grin flashing through the blood still on her lip. “Then let me drain the rest of it.” Her glove slid down from his jaw, tracing the line of his throat before resting over his chest, pressing him tighter into the ropes as her body dominated his. She kissed him again, this time rough, hungry, biting at his lip to remind him—softness would never be her game.

00:02 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Would feel her glove thumb rub against his jaw as he hears her first set of whispers. As he moans more to her rubbing on his cock with her wet pussy. As his cock totally wet as her pussy hot. As her boobs press in his chest firmly, as he hears her tease. As he would feel her glove slide down to his chest, before he would get kiss by her again. But would get dominant press against by her, as he weakly moan in the kiss. As his tongue is Dom by her tongue, as he would feel his air suck out by the Sexy chocolate destroyer, as he groan weakly. Losing his remaining strength as he is press against the ropes.

15:20 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle could feel it—the last of his resistance melting away under her. His weak groans vibrated into her mouth as she devoured his lips, her tongue coiling around his, claiming his mouth the way her body claimed his will. His chest heaved against hers, but each breath came shallower, each moan weaker, his strength pouring out of him just as surely as his cock throbbed against her soaked slit. She pulled back just enough to let him gasp for air, her lips glistening with spit and her own blood. Her forehead pressed to his, her smug smile etched across her face as she whispered, voice husky and low, “Mmm… I can feel you breaking, Brett… every little twitch, every drop… all mine.” She ground her hips harder, a slow, deliberate drag of her wet folds over his slick length, forcing another shudder through his body. Her glove hand pressed firmer into his chest, pinning him against the ropes, while her other glove traced teasingly down his side, just above his hip. “You’re not fighting anymore,” she purred, her eyes glowing with a mix of lust and triumph. “You’re surrendering… to me.” Then, in one final act of dominance, she kissed him again—long, deep, suffocating—stealing his breath, stealing his fight, until all that was left was her control.

17:02 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Brett would feel weaker and weaker to her. As his mouth is dominated by her as he struggles to breathe. As she eventually breaks the kiss as he would be gasping for Air tiredly, as he would hear her first set of comments. As he would feel her her hips ground against his harder, as his shaft tease by her wet folds as his body shivers and his cock twitching as he shoot out some pre cum at her folds. As he would moan helpless as her glove on his chest and side above his hips. As he would hear her purring comment and look in her beautiful lustful eyes. And without warning, he would be kissed deeply by her. As she would start to keep her kiss there long and suffocating him, as he moans as he try to push her off. But was no used as his glove hands fell to his side as his slowly shutted as he would drift off to knock out land.

23:25 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> Danielle felt the exact moment his strength left him—the faint push of his gloves on her sides weakening until his hands dropped completely, dangling helpless at his sides. His muffled moans vibrated into her mouth as she held the kiss, long and suffocating, sealing his surrender with her lips. His cock twitched desperately against her soaked folds, leaking his last defiance as his body shuddered under her. When his eyes fluttered shut and his weight sagged into the ropes, she finally broke the kiss. A thin strand of spit stretched between their mouths as she leaned back, her chest heaving, lips smeared with blood and saliva. She looked at him with a victorious, sultry smirk—sweaty, glistening, every inch the Destroyer she claimed to be. She kept him upright with a hand on his chest, letting the crowd see his limp, knocked-out body slumped against her. Slowly, she leaned in and whispered against his ear, voice dripping with smug satisfaction: “Mmm… told you I’d ruin you, baby. And now, you’re mine.” Then, to seal the finish, she planted one last slow, dominant kiss on his slack lips before releasing him, letting his body slide down the ropes to collapse at her feet—her arms raised high, soaking in the roaring, scandalous reaction of the crowd.

02:17 <Brett_The_Bruiser> Brett would be drifted into knocked out land from her suffocating kiss. As his vision all black, as he doesn't hear her whisper. As he would slowly Wake up seeing his lips were on hee chocolate feet. As he hears the bell rings for end of fight. As he realized he had lost as he groan lightly, before starting to kiss and lick her feet.

07:01 <Da_Destroyer_Cometh> “Worship me.” She said.

10:25 <Brett_The_Bruiser> He would hear her command as he would start to lick her feet more. As he would slowly start to make his way up her standing chocolate body With his tongue and lips as he eventually gets to her pussy as he would get to his knees and his glove hands go on her ass cheeks and start to grope them. As he would like her wet heated pussy. As he would look up at her.