The art of Pugilism

Roger_Lewis: I pull up to the gym address that i was given, and it is only me here right now. I open my door feeling refreshed and confident after my long drive and i reflect on this match. I turn the lights on and see the lone ring with all of the boxing gym equipment baren. I head to the men's locker room I go to the bench and place my bag there. It has my boxing gear in it along with a few other items, I strip off my jeans and sweatshirt standing naked in front of the mirror as i look myself over reflecting on all the hard work i put in. I then slip on my white boxer briefs. Then my white Everlast trunks. I pull out my white 8 oz Cleto Reyes gloves. We will be using smaller gloves with less padding to ensure we have a true knockout. With smaller gloves our punches will do more damage every time the land. I look forward to staining my gloves and briefs with your sweat and blood. Looking forward to testing my skills against this new rival, yet we had never faced....

Roger_Lewis: Almost 10 and a half years to the day I had started my young boxing career. We were both young when we started but had gotten into the game for different reasons. I was a young chubby kid getting picked on daily by school bullies and such. My parents had had enough and wanted me to be able to get in shape and defend myself. Thus my boxing training began, in time i was able to both get and stay in shape and defend myself. But then in the years to come it became more. Lindsey has set us up, you were somewhat new to the gym and this world we have come to love. We had never fought his would be the first time that our paths crossed. This new federation has pitted us against one another ina lightweight contenders match. And i am not about to let you steal my thunder in the federation....

Roger_Lewis: I know that she wants to see me unconscious at her feet as much as i want the same. There would be no sweeter sight than her laid out beneath me ass up face down. This match was going to be a statement for one of us. For weeks the questions amongst our circle was about who would beat who and how would the fight go. Today that question will be answered. I step from the locker room and make my way to the ring padding down on the balls of my feet. I slip between the ropes and make my way over to my corner. I start to shadow box once inside the ring and warm up. I feel the warm air of the gym start to coat my chest and abs with a sheen of sweat as I start to envision your destruction in every way. I then look over towards the ladies locker room and feel the goosebumps run down my spine. Its finally time, and i am going to beat you tonight the only question is how badly, I think to myself in my head as think about all the anticipation that has been building, my eyes now on the door as i try to relax....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I turn of the engine of my red and black Kawasaki motocycle as I arrive at my destination. I pull my helmet off as I get off it and start walking to the entrance. I leave my helmet on my motocycle and take my back with all my stuff. My white Veynd boxing shorts and Cleto Reyes white boxing gloves. Honestly, I am more into black and red, but today I decided to go with white. White for a boxing match where all dirt and blood that comes out of me and my opponent will stick. And... Because my other gear is actually on clean up. So yeah, cannot be helped~!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: But in truth, I am a bit nervous. Not because I am going into a fight, but because I am new here. New into this federation of fighters. I actually know some people here, but it was ultimately my sister that convinced me to come and join. And so... Before I could even ask more question or get to know the people, Lindsey put in a fight! The shock! It was honestly suddenly and unexpected, but I went with the flow anyway. Even better is that some of the people I knew noticed me and alright challenge me into a fight! But they will have to get in line~ Because I already have an opponent and also a statement to make. To show everyone in this club that I am here, I deserve to be here and if they have a comment, they it better be a positive one!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: And so, after entering the women's lockers, I change into my attire for this fight. I remove all my clothes, put my shorts and tap my hands with black tape. I don't put on a bra. No need. My opponent and me texted each other before coming here and agree to it. I don't care if he sees my tits or hits them, I am a fighter and woman enough to take what he sends to me. I take my gloves and start walking towards the ring. And as I exist the locker room into the ring, I see him already on the ring. A fine male specimen. I smirk at him as I join him in the ring. The place for only us. No audience. No ref. We will police ourselves, so communication is important before this starts. When I am in the ring, I don't go into my corner, but go towards him with gloves in my right hand yet to be put. "Well, here I am. You most be Roger, nice to meet you~!" I extend my hand to him

Roger_Lewis: I look you over admiring your slightly shorter, fit yet firm frame. I look at your breasts sway and bounce freely as you warm up in your own prefight routine. I see your round backside with your short white trunks hiding nothing as your glute's flair and your core seemingly tight as your core tight but knowingly can take some punishment. My eyes focused on your body looking for weaknesses and looking forward to your absolute destruction. I will not lie to myself and say that the stories of your prowess are impressive. I plan to beat you, taking my time and ensuring you learn a lesson here tonight. I watch as you look me over. We continue to drink one another in. I watch as your long legs tighten as you come into range. I even see the slight definition in your arms and shoulders from your boxing training. Boxers have an amazing build and as you bend your arms I see the slight bump form from your biceps’, you look in great shape. As you step to me and introduce yourself i look down at you and shake your hand with my gloved hand. " and you must be Rebecca, i have heard much about you" I look at you with a confident stare my mind racing knowing that we were selected for a reason for tonights match. 

Roger_Lewis: I move to mid ring making sure that I have a slight bend in my arms and my chest and abs are tight and on full display as I stand before you. I want you to see the difference that you are going to have to fight through. I want to get into your head the uphill battle you will be facing. As I step forward my eyes look directly into yours. I focus on sizing you up knowing everything I do about you but knowing my skill set. We both will be covered in sweat, blood, and bruises or worse by the time this is over. I plan to impose my will over you in every way before we are done. Nothing is quite as satisfying I move forward my chest flexed a bit "its time" I confidently smirk as i glare into your eyes. I lean forward before I slip in my mouth guard as i curl my lips around it showing it to you...

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I grin at the comment, "Good thinks I hope~" yet I also see that look in your eyes and I could not help myself but guess what you are thinking. Probably how good looking I am? Perhaps your imagination is running rampant and is visualizing multiple scenarios where I am helpless at your mercy. Perhaps you are more pragmatic and are seeking for early weaknesses or an overall analysis. No matter, I am confident on my ability to defeat you. From the moment we meet, I have been checking you. Your body and your behavior. I notice how your eyes moved towards my breasts and the tension at your muscles depending where you looked. I see how you check the rest of my figure and how they analyze my overall fitness. This tells me a lot of things. For one, you are certainly male, so good on you~! For two, you might have impulses as a male, but you still seem to know where to focus overall. Three, the fact that you did not scoff at me fighting you, and that you stopped looking at my tits. So, all of those facts tell me I might use my female assets to slightly distract you, but only for a very short time window while fighting an opponent that is not underestimating me and is cautious of me as I heard from the tone of this voice. You have a good frame and physique. A bit taller than me with slightly more weight. You have certainly the build of a boxer, yet I notice your tense and static footing. Which means I can use that to gain an advantage in mobility. Your arms look good and probably carry a heavy punch which means I need to be careful, but that is the case for most male fighters I fight. So... All good!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I walk back towards the mid ring I put my white mouth guard and start putting my white gloves as I walk. We are both barefoot, so the sound of skin against the mat resounds as we walk. Your steps heavy while my are light with my toes touching the mat first as I walk. At the center, you show off and tower over me. I simply look a bit up at you and smirk. I finish putting my gloves on, "Well... Sure it is time. Time to see if this will be an exciting match or a boring one. Since Lindsey put us together, I hope for the former. So don't disappoint Roger" I tell you as I cross my arms below my breasts and use them to rise them and make them giggle a little. My pony tail waving behind me with some bangs of hair on my sides.

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress:

Roger_Lewis: I watch as your face curls a confident grin. You stand chest to chest with me. As you cross your arms under your breasts and force them together and to jiggle a bit looking to distract me. " oh there is a reason she put us together for sure. I am going to make quick work of you tonight. A statement will be made for the federation and for you." We both know that this anticipation has been building. After you slide your gloves on and get them seated properly, My glove pops into yours in a show of sportsmanship. We both respected the game and one another as boxers above all else. No matter what i had thought of you and planned to do to you in the ring. you were still a boxer.....a pugilist. Your glove pops into each other as your breasts sway and hang perfectly. " going to be long night Becca you bit off more than you can chew" I move back my corner and take a few deep breaths as I wait for the bell. I wait for the opening bell and try to calm my nerves. I look at you your round orbs on full display and you hide nothing. this is a battle between to boxers male or female does not matter. we are both here to hurt and humiliate the other. And i plan on doing all of that and more to you. My breath quickens as ii ready myself for the bell. Sweat drips as i slowly pull my gloves up tuck my chin and bring my elbows in tight bending my knees slightly as the bell is seconds away. DIIINNGGG!!!!..

Roger_Lewis: As the bell rings i move out to meet you mid ring. My chin tucked elbows in tight and knees slightly bent in a classic orthodox stance. I peer at you over my gloves. My left out a bit in front of my right. My eyes already narrowed as my mood has changed. I need to dig deep this match and make her understand that there is only one true alpha in this ring and it is me. I step forward as you step back looking to maintain the range as i pump out a double left jab of my own aimed for your nose and mouth and step into a right hook turning my hips and pivoting aiming my glove for your bottom rib on your left side and that soft spot between your hip and ribs. I want to target your softer areas and slow you down. i will need to, if i am going to beat you today. I feel the adrenaline kick in and admire your fit frame. ...

Roger_Lewis: R1 2:45

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: "heh~ Quick work? Now that statement was full of shit if I ever heard one like that" I reply as my smile turns sharper. We touch gloves and go to each of our corners. Then, when the bell rings I start to approach the middle. My left foot forward and my right back while both are parallel to each other. My left glove in front of my right one with both just below my eyes. My eyes not on your face or eyes, but on your chest. Having direct view of both your shoulders and catching eye of your figure. I get to the tension on those muscles of yours as you advance to me. I keep my distance. I am giving you the first shot, and you don't disappoint. You launch two jabs with your left both targeting my face. I tilt my head to the left to avoid the first jab, then bend slightly back my upper body to let the second miss me by putting my head out of its range. My eyes never leaving your chest and counting on my peripheral vision to see your attacks. Which is why I am not at all surprise or unprepared when you step forward and launch a hook to my left side with your body weight on it. It was sonner than I expected... But this was an opening I was waiting for! The tension on your right side and shoulder already told me that you might attack from that direction. Your left jabs where too easy. So it is expected that if the left goes in, the right follows. And as you step in and start to rotate, I am already moving. I slide on the mat my left foot forward, slightly. But I in less than a second, I slide my right foot on the back forward so that it is now parallel and in front of my left foot. As I do this, I pull my left glove back and tense my arm in the same motion.

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: My previous position moves slightly forward.... Which means that as your hook arrives at where I was, it graces my left sides instead of a direct hit. Yet, it is not over. Your momentum from that attack with your body weight on it is going towards my direction. My left glove with my body weight is now going in direction to your face. Two opposite forces will collide as I launch a left counter towards you in the same motion of your attack. My target? Your nose

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R1 2:30

Roger_Lewis: I feel my left extend a bit as you hold your guard tight, slipping my first jab. My second finds your air as well as we feel one another out early. My jabs for thrown with a purpose. More to find range than to do damage and also test your reflexes for timing. As you shuffle back a bit you let my right graze your body with a scrape of leather on skin. I see you chamber a counter as i smirk inwardly but i leave my right out there a bit longer than i should have and it leaves me a bit open. Trying to limit your counter or so i thought as you pop your left hook into my nose tagging it flush as you send me a warning early that you can box and that I am in for a night. But I manage to take your glove in stride. Was not a hard shot but one that was meant to send a message. I close up the gap in my guard quickly. I scrunch up my nose a bit feeling your leather on my skin. I move forward giving a bit of chase looking to draw you into a toe to toe battle to use my superior power and size. Wanting to send a message of my own now. I slide step into a left hook aiming for the waistband of your trunk line, then send a right cross angling for the tip of your chin feeling some sweat roll down my chest over my abs. My eyes on yours looking for clues...

Roger_Lewis: R1 2:15

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: My counter was good, but the result were a bit disappointing. You take it like a champ, not staggering and giving me an opening for a follow up combo. On the bad news, we are too close and that is bad for me. You close the gap between us quick. I have my guard up and try to create distance, but you don't allow it. I still have my eyes on your chest, so I can see the attack towards my center, yet I don't block it. "Nngh..." I take it like a big girl. But it is not too bad. At this distance, so close, your punches don't build momentum for below chest attacks. Then, when you launch your right cross to my face, I duck and try to launch a right uppercut to your chin while closing the distance to avoid counters! I follow my uppercut by a set of rapid hooks with my left to your right ribs as we get close. Trying to return the pressure and make you fall back

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R1 2:00

Roger_Lewis: My eyes water a bit from the initial sting from your hook to my nose. Getting hit in the nose is never fun and it causes all kinds of problems. But mt left hook counter tags your taught body and on impact forces your tits to shudder and rattle. Though i was not at the optimal distance to use and generate the power i had hoped for. You side under my right and step in tagging my chin with your own right uppercut. My head snaps and you flash some technique and power. While inside your left thuds into my ribs on my right side forcing a grunt past my lips. You try to drive with some power as you turn your body. I bite hard on my mouthguard and use my gloves to shove at you to try to back you up a bit to create space. I know you are trying to neutralize my power advantage by staying in close but i also know how to play this game. I plant my rear foot and drive a hard left hook aimed for your bottom rib on your right side. Fent a follow up right as i try to use my pattern against you but instead double up with a left cross aimed for your right eye. Hoping you will be looking for that right that normally follows my left. Sweat starts to roll down my body and chest rolling over my abs. Your bare breasts bounce and sway and the short trunks start to cking to your thighs and hips hiding nothing.....

Roger_Lewis: R1 1:45

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: My attacks are successful. My uppercut stagger you and allow me to make more hooks to your right ribs than expected. The hooks have not much power on them, but are actually made to soften that place. To plant the seeds of the future. Then, you try to shove me away and I know it was time to change gears. As you gain a bit of distance, I bring my left foot that is on the back more forward so it is almost side by side with my right one. And so, before your next attack even starts I am using my left foot to push myself to the left side while my right one follows. Allowing me to move quickly laterally to the left circling you.... Allowing me to evade your left hook as it hits air. You try to rotate your body to follow me up, but I am quick fast. Your next attacks also hits air as I more quickly, not giving you time to take a stance and main. Effectively forcing you too turn to follow me so I don't encircle you and attack you from your blind spot. A game where you try to keep your field of vision on me!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R1 1:30

Roger_Lewis: My gloves power you off easily. I am stronger than you there is no doubt there. But you step back and alter your stance. You then trade crowding for agility. My left glove swipes and misses. You slip and turn as my glove hits air. My follow up hits air as well as you use your smaller size to try to keep me turning and forcing me to have to move to engage. I am up on my toes now trading power for agility. I step right and look to cut off the ring and limit your range of movement. My left jab pumps out aimed for your right eye. i then double it up and target your nose. I then step in and left driving a hard right hook aimed for your left side just under your left breast at your ribs. I grunt a bit with the effort as i hope to tag your smaller body and start the process of slowing you down. Your agility and speed proving challenging thus far, but you are not the first agile boxer i have faced. but you might be the most skilled with technique. I take in a deep breath for the first time in the match....

Roger_Lewis: R1 1:15

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: As you step back, I take that opportunity to return to my combat stance, left foot forward, right foot back diagonal to each other. My guard is up with my left glove in the vanguard. You are now at a good distance. As you step towards me, I step back on a diagonal direction. Never straight back, since that is a quick way to get corner. Your jab misses as it hits air. The following in up also does as I bend back. I keep distance and send a quick left jab to your face before your next attack. As you try to step in for a hook, I take a step back to the right evading the hook by staying out of range. Yet, as you back off, I don't leave you still to rest. I step forward for a quick left and right jab to your face. Firing those jabs at maximum range to avoid getting close. To hurt you even if only a little, but mostly to piss you off~ Acting like an irritating mosquito that does not leave you alone. Not letting you rest of take deep breaths. I also try to circle you and force you to rotate and keep moving. I have a superior stamina, and I want to burn yours quickly using my initiative

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R1 1:00

Roger_Lewis: As i reset, you do as well altering your stance yet again. Continuing to change looking to keep me guessing. My initial jab misses as you slip it using your head movement as a tool My second jab finds air as well. As i chamber my right you flick your left jab out and i slip my head to the side letting your glove just slide across my cheek that is coated with sweat just brushing my skin. You evade my hard hook forcing a bit of a grunt past my lips as i was hoping to tag you. Your left and right jab thrown at a distance tap my lips and left cheek. not hard at all but still touching me and your speed continues to be an issue. You move off to the side and continue to make me give a bit of chase as you force me to move to your will. I bite a bit harder on my mouthguard. I step left and roll my right shoulder for a hard feint but it never comes. instead i send a stiff left jab aimed for your chin. I then turn my hips into a hard right hook aimed for your left eye and finish with a short check left hook aimed for your chin. Sweat coating my skin as the ring heats up forced to work a bit harder than i would like in round one and not having alot to show for it. My eyes on your frame and you bare breasts sway coated with a sheen of sweat as well....

Roger_Lewis: R1 0:45

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I am mobile as you continue to try attacking me while making a few jabs then and there. Yet, I know I need to do more damage in order to really degrade you. And since we should be almost at the end of the round, it is a good time. You seem about to launch a right from the tension of your right shoulder, but you do a left jab instead. Still, I am at a good enough distance to see it coming and react accordingly by tilting my head at the last second. My reflexes allowing me to see it coming. Then, you turn hips and launch a hook to my face. Instead of backing off or boxing, I slide forward! My body advancing throwing your aim off by making it pass by the back of my head. At the same time, I duck down low and launch a right uppercut to your chin to try and stun you for a combo. My position also allows me to avoid any following attacks like your left hook as it passes above my head. Then, I will try to follow my uppercut by a left hook to your right eye

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R1 0:30

Roger_Lewis: You are still quite fresh. your stamina and training showing as you slip your head to the side and avoid my jab. My glove slips past your head. As i try to show you a right, you do not bite on it. As i come in hard with a left hook aimed for your chin you do not slip it or look to block instead, you step into my space and as my left glove goes around behind your head you duck slightly and lift a right uppercut up under my chin snapping my head back. The first flash of your power in the match and it snaps my head back stiffly. Spattering sweat from my head and spittle from my lips. You are inside my guard and turn a left hook into my right eye pounding the skin under it and turning my head to the side. You pop my head back and to the side like it was on a spring. I slide step back as i try to get to my range again. As i do i throw a piston like left jab aimed for your nose as i back up looking to get the distance i need. i then step left and turn into a hard chopping right cross aimed for your left eye as i grunt with the effort and some slight frustration. You have outboxed me in round one but that will not continue i vow to myself....

Roger_Lewis: R1 0:15

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: Yet, as you try to back up, I don't let you. I am aggressive this time. And also on the watch for distracting attacks or retaliations. As you step back, I step forward, the distance between us not getting larger but being the same. You have larger arms than me, which gives you a longer reach. Yet, it also makes you vulnerable at short distance where those long arms are not quite as effective. As you try to back up and launch a left jab, I advance and duck under it to evade it as I launch a right hook to your left eye this time in a upward direction from below. As you launch a chopping right cross to my left, I have not choice but to rise my left glove to block it. If kicks were allowed, I would have rose guard and kick you in the face, but this is boxing so it cannot be helped. I bit down my mouth guard as despite the short distance reducing the effectiveness of your arms, that cross has pretty heavy. Yet, I don't want my offensive to end here, and try to follow you with another left, this time a straight!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R1 0:00

Roger_Lewis: Stepping back, you slide in to fill the space forcing my longer arms to be unable to generate the space and power that they need to be effective. You slide under my left jab, I see your lower position and let my knees bend as well as you look to come up with a right hook, i slip my head lower and let your glove glance off the top side of my head. Your left glove comes up to intercept my right cross as my glove hammers yours. You then drive a straight left out and as you do i hear the 10 second buzzer before the bell. I slide back and to the right angling out and letting your glove hit air as i back off and take a deep breath. DING DING DING!!!!! As the bell rings i let out a huff of air as sweat pours off me letting my gloves drop and then stepping to you and looking down. " You wont get that lucky again Becca" Frustrated with the ineffective offense of round 1 i linger in front of you and hold my gaze for a few more seconds before walking past you towards my corner. I rest on the stool and grab the water bottle and take in some much needed water and start to towel off. My eyes look across the ring to see your status and look for any openings and clues....

Roger_Lewis: Round Break

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I let out a breath as the bell rings, signaling the end of the round. You don't back to your corner immediately, but step forward and into my space to tower over me and glare at me. I simply smirk, "Luck? That was called skill imbecile... Or perhaps a LACK of it from your part~" I answer back with a mocking smile. It was a good round overall. But just the beginning. Yet, perhaps mocking him like I just did or making him fail might serve as a way to push him to be even more aggressive next round. More aggressive and more full of holes. He pass by me, we clash shoulders on the way. The respect at the beginning of the match now nowhere to be found. I don't mind. It will only make it sweeter to put him on his place, which is on the floor begging for me to stop. And so, I walk to my corner and sit. Using a towel to clean my sweat off, then drink some water. I glance at you across the ring, the same mocking smile never disappearing.

Roger_Lewis: I take in a few deep calming breaths as i look across at you toweling off. Your smug words echoing in my head. I lean back into the corner pad and drape my arms across the middle ropes on either side of me. I let my chest expand and open up, taking in deep breaths more to slow my breathing than any sort of fatigue. You were quicker for sure, but i also know that if i land one or 2 heavy punches at range you will be in a different place. I smirk at you from across the ring. You bare breasts slowly rising and falling. your legs coated with a sheen of sweat as well. i take one last sip of water and spit it into the bucket ringside. The 10 second buzzer sounds and i stand. I pull my gloves up and elbows in. i tuck my chin and then DING DING DING!!!! the second round begins as i move out to mid ring. Not as aggressive as i look to see what she comes out with.......

Roger_Lewis: R2 3:00

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I put back my mouth guard and get in a boxing stance. Again, time to clash. To my disappointment, you seem more cautious, so perhaps provoking you did not had the desired effect. Still, I meet you at the center and.... I decide to go into the offensive this time. I close the distance and launch a quick left jab followed by a right one towards your face. A small opening salvo, but something to provoke a response. My stance is lose and flexible. Able to move and change at any time. My footing ready to change at the blink of an eye, ready to go from offense to defense and vice versa at my command

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R2 2:45

Roger_Lewis: You meet me mid ring and look a bit disappointed I did not rush in like a bull. I smirk inwardly, as you toss a left and right jab out. My gloves up, i pat down bot with my lead left glove. You seem a bit cautious as well as we open round 2. i know this is a long battle and want to see what i am working with here. I have heard how good of a boxer you were but i also know that matchups make fights. What worked against someone else may not work vs me and vice versa. I circle left and hold my guard close and tight. Sweat rolling down my body but my breathing calm and under control. Up on the balls of my feet, nimble and ready. " Did you blow your load in round 1 Becca, Is that all you got? Its going to be a painful entry into the federation for you by the time this fight is over. Painful , humbling and humiliating. Wait until we post the match for the fed to see" Boxing is as much mental as it is physical, Lets see how she plays the mental game....

Roger_Lewis: R2 2:30

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I roll my eyes at the attempt of provocation, "If you are going to attack verbally, at least say something good, Lewis" I say mockingly as I step forward for a left jab, this time from a closer distance. Yet, As the jab hits you, I try to use it as a distraction and block your field of vision to launch a right uppercut to try to stun you. If it hits, I will begin my combo. My feet on the mat moving in fluid motions, with a bit of sweat on them and my legs. My respiration even and calm as this is only the beginning for me.

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R2 2:15

Roger_Lewis: You roll your eyes and then quip back. I smile and take your jab off my left glove, you try to use it to block my vision but i pat it down. Then as you step in and throw the right uppercut I step back looking to have it pass between us. i then plant my back foot as your right glove misses and step into a hard left cross aimed for your right eye. Looking to come in while your right glove is out of position. I then turn my hops and snap my ass tight into a hard right hook aimed for your body. Targeting your lower ribs on your left side. I know you have both a speed and stamina advantage on me but i plan to be the bully and use my power and my size to hurt you this round and have it pay dividends for the rest of the match. You need to wear me down and hit me many times. i only need to catch you a few and you will be in trouble....

Roger_Lewis: R2 2:00

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: ... Or if it fails, wait for the counter and avoid it. Which is pretty much what happens. Although the response to a counter can be varied. If it came from below, I might have been forced to do some fast footwork and retreat to the sides at the risk of making a mistake and be put on the defensive. But.... for my luck, you throw one at my head. So the solution is pretty simple. I duck by bending my knees. Your left cross misses me by passing above my head. I launch a left cross to your right ribs, to the same spot I hit last round, this time with more strength. Still, I am unable to continue as your next attack comes from my left. So, I avoid it by stepping even closer into your personal space and letting it grace my sides. Its leather sliding on the sweaty skin on my side. This puts us less than 1 feet away. I try to bend even lower and circle you left while launching a right uppercut to distract you... Then follow it by another left cross to your ribs once again!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R2 1:45

Roger_Lewis: Your speed is tough to deal with. You duck and avoid a punch i was sure would land and it leaves me open. You counter with a hard left cross that tags my body. you are targeting the same spot on my ribs looking to build up some damage there. My right glove slaps at your skin on your left side as you crowd me again, nullifying my power a bit as you invade my personal space. You bend your knees looking to stay low and make a smaller target but to also get under my arms inside. Your uppercut hits my body without much power, and does no real damage. I drop my right arm to deflect your left cross and then step into you this time pressing my larger frame into your smaller frame and looking to body you up a bit. I press my hard chest into your bare breasts and look to pancake them against your body. I use my larger frame to bully you and this time you are the one that is at a disadvantage as i look to bully you backwards a bit near the ropes. Our sweat covered bodies pressed aginst one another.....

Roger_Lewis: R2 1:30

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: My eyes open in surprise as you suddenly push yourself against me, making our bodies clash with my tits being pancaked against your muscular and hard chest. I an shorted so the top of my head only reaches your eyes. But what is more surprising and sends me into panic is that you are pushing me towards the ropes. "GGRrr....!" I growl as I try my best to push against you, but I am losing ground little by little. Your male body stronger than mine while my feet and toes try to kick or grasp the mat to create friction. This would be in the borderline of an illegal move. Since it stands too much at the edge of wrestling, yet... There is no ref. I curse myself at forgetting about it. A small, yet IMPORTANT detail! There is no ref, so there is nothing stopping the other from making moves that could be consider illegal or borderline so. And this... My back approaches slowly the ropes as my arms hug your frame to get a better grasp

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R2 1:15

Roger_Lewis: I press my body into yours and feel you struggle. Your smaller frame being moved back with relative ease. I feel your hard nipples rake over my chest as the soft flesh under them flattens against my body. I walk you back near the ropes as i hear the grunts escape your lips. I then send a hard short right hook aimed for your left side near your oblique. I then turn my hips into a hard left hook aimed near your bottom rib on your right side near your liver. Looking to be the bully in the closing minute of the second round. Sweat mixing as out bodies are in so close. I try to bump you back using my shoudlers as i look to seperate from you a little bit.

Roger_Lewis: R2 1:00

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: "Uggh!" I grunt in pain as your right hook hits my left sides, sending a shock of pain on them and around my body. Making me lose strength and allowing you to push me faster against the ropes. At this point, I have few choices. I could continue clinching to you and not release you. There is no ref to stop me from staying stick to you. Yet, I cannot do that. Not because of the rules since there are blur for this like that, but because you will simply keep pounding my sides no stop. I cannot allow that. So, as we are near the ropes.... I think of a trick to reverse this. I put my gloves down to my sides to protect them. I grunt again as you hit me again on my right side, but the glove softs the hit by a lot and the distance does not allow you to use your full momentum. When I feet my feet at the border of the ring, I know that the ropes are just behind. I push myself against you, by breasts being crush against your chest making it a bit hard for me to breath. And as expected, you tense and prepare to push me away. To apply your own force forward against mine. A force strong enough to overcome the resistance given by mine. Except... You will not meet any. At the last moment, as you start pushing against me, I STOP pushing against you... And use the sweat of my skin, softness of my skin and flexibility tolet you SLIDE against me as I circle you. My left foot getting behind yours to give me a path to move. Like a snake, I try to let you push TOWARDS the ropes with no resistance, so you lose balance and crash against those same ropes you want to put me in. And to make sure you crash against the ropes, I will try to give you the final push towards from on your back. And once you are there, I will launch a right and left hooks towards your head to disorient and stun you!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R2 0:45

Roger_Lewis: My right glove hammers your left side. Your breasts rattle and shudder on impact. You are near the ropes and you drope your arms and gloves down to your side and my glove hammers your arm forcing a grunt from your lips. You step in and pin yourself to me once more. I look to use my size once again and brute force. As i do your body goes slack and stops resisting and slides across my body using our sweat to slide to the side and turn me as you do. My side hits the ropes and i turn a bit more so my back is on the ropes and facing you. As i am getting my feet under me and try to steady my footing, your right hook tags my chin snapping my head to the side. Your left then punds my right cheek under my eye as you pin me to the ropes. Sweat spatters as you tag me with your weight behind your punches. I cover up a bit trying to turtle up and guard as i look to weather the strom and straighten up....

Roger_Lewis: R2 0:30

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: "GGRRRAAA!" I let out a war cry as I start to bombard you with hooks and crosses. Left and right, most aiming at your head to force you on keeping your guard. If you try to counter attack to stop me, I immediately fill that gape and your face with leather. But there are others, crosses, that target your ribs both left and right. I have already damaged your right ribs, just below your lungs... and now I am not only damaging them further, but trying to do the same with your left ones. I don't want you to be able to breath well. In fact, I will not allow you to breath at all! The next seconds most be LONG ones for you... And for me too, since each of my hooks and punches carries more than my 100%. I makes me feel tired and a bit burned, but I don't stop. An all-out they call it. A maximum effort! By the end of this round, your will be limping holding your sides, bastard!!!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R2 0:15

Roger_Lewis: My back bends the cords as i lean into them. My feel shuffle under me as i use the ropes. You are firing on all cylinders, and looking to do some real damage. your initial combination stunned me but you are not the power puncher i am. I recover quickly and have my guard in front of me. My knees bent and my elbows tight to my sides. Your gloves like a blur in a flurry of hooks, crosses and straights. My arms and gloves ar getting pounded. I do not look to counter however. I look to ride out the storm with the final seconds counting down in the round. not worth risking getting caught when the bell is coming. I hear your grunts and breathing along with the PAFF of leather on leather. the cords on my back as i bend them and lean into them. DING DING DING!!!! the bell rings and the tornado of punches halts. you landed a few on my body leaving a few red welts from this flurry and before. I lower my gloves covered in sweat and look into your eyes. " You look a little gassed Becca, Hope you did not wear yourself out" I smirk as i let my shoulder check yours as i walk past to my corner. " See you in a short minute" I say goading you as i make my way to my stool......

Roger_Lewis: R2 0:00

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: As I stop my attack, I breath hard to catch my breath. It pisses me off that you smirk even after that, but I smirk back, knowing that despite me not having the same punching power, you are still hurt. Your sides are of a beautiful red, and I am sure you are feeling that hurt on your left ribs. Because when I hit at the your ribs... I hit in the EXACT same spot. On the first round, I hit you there with a set of hooks then a strong one. On this round I hit it multiple times hard. Both your left and right. My punches might not be as strong as yours... But they are NOT weak neither. And damage accumulates and multiplies later when receiving it there again and again. Like a hammer against a strong wall. The wall will resist... but will break at some point. So.... "Don't worry dear, I just need to catch my breath. You will find that I don't collapse from just momentary sprints~" That is my answer as I go back to my corner. I put myself against it and calm my respiration. In a couple of seconds, I don't feel the burning sensation anymore. Back to round 1 shape, although a bit and just a bit windy and sweaty. But overall... All is good so far. Once again, this round was definitely mine!

Roger_Lewis: I move to my corner and sit. Looking across i catch a glimpse of your back to me. Your short trunks catching between your round ass cheeks as you walk to your corner. My left side has a red welt on it. It is a surface wound, and as you finally turn to sit in your corner i see some red spots on your fair skin but no real damage to speak of. You do have some pop in your gloves when you put your weight into them. The 2 hooks you landed clean while i was on the ropes informed me of that. I did see some emotion however, the cold emotionless outer demenor could be ignited. I file that in the back of my head as i take in some water and then spit it out in the bucket outside the ring. I wipe my face and body down with a towel and then do my best to continue to take in deep, calming breaths. I watch you from across the ring, your breasts rising and falling as i plan my strategy for round 3. That round was closer, but still i am down 2-0 on the scorecards. But then again, it wont matter if i knock you out cold.....

Roger_Lewis: Rounds Break

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: After some water and a toweling to clean my sweat on my arms, sides, navel, breasts and face, I reorganize everything and get ready to fight again. Putting my gloves on with my mouth guard, I hit both to test their handling. Then, I stand and get into my boxing stance with my left foot forward. The bell rings and I go to the center to meet you. Feeling rested despite been only a short time. And feeling fine overall since just because I got punched onces does not mean my body is going to break. And so, we meet again for our third round....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R3 3:00

Roger_Lewis: I watch as you prepare for the third round. Your breathing calms and you seem to have settled. I stand and ready myself for the bell. and then DING DING DING! I move out to meet you hoping you are still feeling the effects of your last flurry. I stay on the edge of my range and just outside of yours as i look to use my longer reach. Pumping a stiff left jab aimed for your chest as i try to force some body work. A right cross turns for your left eye as i turn over my hip. I then dig a left hook aimed for your body just below your naval looking to get you breathing a bit harder....

Roger_Lewis: R2 2:45

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: As I meet you, you decide to start this at a distance. You launch a long jab that I evade easily since it is pretty far away, allowing me time to rotate a bit my upperbody and move to the side a bit to avoid it. Then, you get a bit closer and launch a cross to my face. I use this as a chance by ducking below your cross and stepping forward to your right and launching a right cross to your left sides, at the ribs where my previous attacks have all accumulated. Since I expect you to launch a left following your right, I move laterally, circling you to your right side up close inside your personal area and begin launching rapid yet strong punches to your right side! I stay VERY low and mobile. Not allowing you to get a clear target of me. If you try to step back to create distance, I follow. If you try to rotate to have my body in front of you, I simply move again to your right and continue attacking those ribs! Always watching that right arm of yours for sudden attacks. Using my smaller body and faster build to my advantage!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R3 2:30

Roger_Lewis: Trying to stay at range and effectively use my power and reach allows you to see the punch from a distance. You slip my lead left jab. I feel my arm and glove extend as i hit air. You duck un low and under my right cross moving inside. Your right cross tags my body again just at the base of my ribs. There are some core muscles around the area but you force more reddening as you continually target the same spot. As i throw my left your throw yours as well. I take your left glove off my arm as i bend that way. I move left and slide back half a step. My elbows a bit lower to protect my body, feeling the glow of red from my left side i am aware of it now. I send a short right hook looking for you to stay inside aimed for your left eye just at your left brow. I then dig a left uppercut aimed for the underside of your chin as we engage for round 3. the match taking shape as we are in the mental chess match deep....

Roger_Lewis: R3 2:15

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: As you try to lose me and get a clear picture of my frame, I follow you like a dancer partner. Yet, at this point you notice... That it is hard to launch attacks against someone that does not stay in front of you at your field of vision. It is a risky tactic since this means staying very close to you. Yet, I am confident on my speed, maneuverability and flexibility. As I launch more low body shots all aimed to your right ribs, I stay very low yet mobile. Which allows me to duck under your right hook... And attack even more openly your exposed right ribs as you use your right arm to attack me, leaving that side unprotected. If this was kickboxing or MMA, this tactic would be a big NO since it only invites you to knee me on the nose. But this is boxing, so I can use my ability to remain very low yet very mobile and do nasty stuff. Another plus of the tactic of staying not in front of you, but on your side is that it makes your opposite side's arm, your left arm and glove, almost useless. This is clearly shown as you try to hit me with a left, yet it misses since it is unable to hit me, with me being on your right side and at a weird angle for it to attack. Worst for you, my body shots intensify as I put more effort and strength on them. Feeling the sweat and heat on my skin and body, as well as the cold air of the room hitting it by moving fast. My shirt tight around my waist and thighs as it gets more wet from it. The camel shape of my cunt showing as the wet material of my shorts sticks to it. The mat under us already a bit wet from both our sweat falling down!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R3 2:00

Roger_Lewis: You slip my right hook as you duck under it. My glove and arm extend and your left glove tags my right side as you continue to work my body, both sides. I wince a bit as a huff of air rushes past my lips. You continue to make your self smaller as you stay low and at an angle. My left misses as you are to much of an angle. I pivot on the balls of my feet to get you in front of me and bend a bit to lower my arms to my sides. I feel the sweat roll down my frame as the heat in the ring builds. Your white trunks cling to your ass and hips. Your camle toe clearly outlined as your firm round ass swallows the fabric from behind. The intesity of the match building for us both as my swollen member strains against the fabric of my trunks. As i pivot and lower myself i dig a shovel right hook aimed for your trunkline. I then rip a left uppercut aimed for your ribe just under your right breast. I am breathing harder and my body showing the red welts from your harder punches landing......

Roger_Lewis: R3 1:45

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: Unfortunately, the slippery ground means that you can also get to turn quite fast with the ball of your feet as you just proven. Still, I was expecting something like that. And so, as I see your move on the balls of your feet, I do something to make you lose track of me and avoid the next attacks. I launch a left uppercut to your chin before you initiate your first attack... but only as a distraction. And before your right uppercut reaches me, I am moving again.... At your LEFT! The sudden change of directions surely throwing you off, and making your right only hit air. So far, I have only been moving and circling to your right. Human tent to subconsciously follow patterns. If they are not expecting it or if it happen suddenly, they will have their thoughts halted as something that does not follow the pattern appears. My pattern for you has been going to your right. Suddenly changing left will give me the opening I give... Even if it is only for less than a second. But it is enough for me. I use my toes to grasp what I can of the slippery mat and have enough friction to stop my momentum on one direction... and change it to the other. Even if you use the balls of your feet again, it will take a moment to do so. They don't have a good grasp of the mat like a good footing, toes and flat feet have. Before you turn again, you will have to recalibrate your body that has a momentum going right and change it to left. And so, I use my speed and lighter frame to be faster than you and get to your right. Your left uppercut missing me by inches as it passes in front of me... gracing my sweaty abs. And now... I start launching and landing heavy body shoots to your LEFT side. A side that is weaker than your right now... Although after my display on bombarding it, perhaps that is not the case anymore by a long margin. So, it is time to even or perhaps make it even WORST that your right sides! Red? My favorite color sure... But I want purple and black instead, thank you very much~!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R3 1:30

Roger_Lewis: Your left uppercut tags my chin quickly as you snap my head back before my first punch is thrown. My right glove misses you as you move the opposite direction and side. My left misses you but just barely but again forces my glove and arm to extend. My leather just scrapes your sweat coated abs. Your left and right glove target my body forcing air from my lips and pounding the red bruising area around my ribs. I finally drop my elbows to guard against your punches. Turing to face you and getting you in front of me for a moment and then shoving you off, looking to use my size again. I take in a deep breath and feel my body coated in sweat as well. My trunks hugging my hips and thighs. I look to reset after shoving you off and pull my guard in tight and bend my knes a bit. I glance up at the round timer and see that we still have half the round left. ...

Roger_Lewis: R3 1:15

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: You put your elbows down to try and guard your sides, yet I try my best to continue hitting then by targeting the gaps on the improvised elbow defense. As you turn again, I try to follow your left to avoid been in front of you again, but I am not fast enough and you succeed on pushing me away for a moment as the wet mat does not give me enough friction to block and hold your push. But I don't stagger. I am only pushed a bit away from you. Yet, even as you try to mount a guard again, I don't even if you time to respite. You don't even get to take half of your deep breath or recover as I advance again and launch a powerful right straight to your face before you could mount a guard on it. Then, I will look into clashing my body against yours, using my momentum and the wet ground to push you back and destabilize and push you back. As I do this, I will try to continue launching multiple body punches to your sides. Both right and left ribs to worsen their state and make it painful for you to even breath

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R3 1:00

Roger_Lewis: I shove you off to reset but do not get the pause i had hoped for. Your straight right tags my nose snapping my head back. Sweat sprays from my head and my nose starts to truckle a bit of blood from my left nostril. I feel the warm sensations as you then plow your body into mine. My guard still close to my sides and am able to block your punches to my body. But you move me back a bit as you drive into me from a distance. My eyes water slightly as i try to hole my ground. Your legs and ass flexing and eating up the backside of your thin trunks. visibly breathing a bit harder as i work to stand my ground and try to shove you off me again using my gloves and shoulders....

Roger_Lewis: R3 0:45

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: This, this time, I hold to you. I am just too close, too wet from my sweat and frictionless for you to get a proper hold of me to push me again. My tits and face down pressing against your chest. As you try to push me again, you can only use your body to do so. If you use your hands or arms, you only open yourself for my punches on your sides or open more gaps. I never stop punching and attacking your sides. Forcing you to stay like this or enter in a contest of punching the shit out of each other in this position. Yet, at this close distance with longer arms than mine, you are at a disadvantage. And the state of your sides does not help since by now, each of my punches that lands directly on your injuries will be FELT hard. The skin now turning soft and very red or even purple! Although... I feel myself burning. My breathing fast and hard as I continue to attack you no stop with all my strength. My shorts completely sticking to my skin and my smell of sweaty fighter filling the ring with yours

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R3 0:30

Roger_Lewis: You hold me and i am unable to separate us and as you drive with your strong legs i am forced back. you are lower and my arms stay at my sides taking your punishment rather than let you hit my ribs. I breath hard as you walk me back into the ropes. Pressing into me and forcing my back to bend the cords. We are both dripping with sweat and i feel the heat between us. I try to lean back into the ropes and steady my feet under me. Tasting the blood that run over my upper lip from my nose. I take a quick glance up at the round timer and look to ride out the round.....

Roger_Lewis: R3 0:15

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: bang bang bang bang bang bang

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: ... And so, the following seconds were once again long. I even get you against the ropes with you unable to move away and only trying to defend yourself. Yet, I succeed on hitting you again and again on your ribs or occasionally your arms. Giving all my strength on each hit. The only sound in the ring is that of my gloves hitting skin, your grunts and breathing, and my own heavy and rough breathing as I continue to attack, not caring for defense. Almost a full minute attacking you no stop in this position... And not even counting the previous minutes when I was dancing and punching you no stop. And so.....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: DING DING DING

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: The bell sounds, and without a word... I stop and fall on my knees, then my back breathing hard trying to recover myself from such intense performance and round... "HAAaaa.... HHAaa...... Hehehehe...~ HAaaa...... Saved by the bell....~ HAaa......." I say as I stay for a moment laying on my back. At peace since the bell already sounded, so me falling on my back does not count negatively towards me~

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R3 0:00

Roger_Lewis: Your gloves bang away ate my arms an body as you look to bully me into the ropes and make a statement. I am breathing hard and my body bruised as i wince a bit as you turn your hips into every punch as you hammer my arms again and again driving them into my sides. I bend the ropes with my body and the DING DING DING!!!! the bell rings as sweat pours from my body. My mouthguard poking through my lips as i look to suck in deep breaths around it. Your body dripping with sweat and your trunks drenched as they clink to your body. your ass on full display as i lean into you. You then drop to your knees and then back panting almost as bad as i am. Your breasts shuddering as you hit the mat. I move along the ropes needing my stool and some water. I hold the cold water bottle against my side as i wipe the blood from my nose. leaning back into the corner pad. Panting and wincing as my body aches....

Roger_Lewis: Round Break

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: After a few seconds on the wet mat, I let a sigh and sit myself before rising up. I do a brief stretch before walking without issues to my corner. There, I take my towel and remove as much sweat as possible from my body. I also drink my cold water with eager. I feel a bit tired, yet I also start to feel my energy coming back to me. Within a minute, my breathing is not heavy anymore and the hot feeling on my body calms down, yet I feel a bit sore in some of my muscles. But it is a soreness that I can ignore. Like how I feel after a very good yet intense workout. I smirk as I look at you.... Satisfied on the results of my overall strategy and feeling confident on for the incoming rounds. Still... Perhaps I should play safe in this incoming round.... To fully recover, but also not take too many risks on my current state

Roger_Lewis: I lean back in my corner breathing hard and looking to give my chest some room to get all the air in it can. I feel the stinging pain on my sides as i take in deep gulps of air. I stem the trickle of blood from my nose with the towel now stained a bit with crimson. i then wipe down my face and chest. I take in another sip of water as my focus turns to you across the ring. You sit with your legs slightly spread as you look to catch your breath as well. I watch as your breathing starts to calm. I am down 30-27 on the scorecards and need to score a knockdown to look to close the gap. I slam my gloves together with a loud Paff of leather on leather. I then hear the 10 second buzzer sound. I push up to my feet and keep my arms and elbows in close to my sides even if i need to carry my gloves a bit lower. DING DING DING!!!! I move out to mid ring a bit slower and a bit more flat footed but ready to hurt you.....

Roger_Lewis: R4 3:00

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: As I count in my head the round break approaching its end, I put my gloves back and stand up. I do a few light jumps on my does to get the adrenaline going, my tits going up and down as I do so.... Which annoys me a bit since I feel their stretching. A few things about fighting topless~! Good for better transpiration and to breath since you don't feel them constrain vt a tight sport bra. On the down side, they hang and move with latency along my body, which disturbs my center of gravity. Which is why, before fighting topless, a woman needs to know HOW to fight topless. Because if they don't, they will be for a nasty surprise when moving up, down, left or right at high speeds~ But if you know how... Then not only you know how do deal with it, but also use it to your advantage~! But all of that depends on our breasts' size. Mine are average for a woman of latino blood. Not too big, not too small. Just right~ But anyway.... I take a stance, rise by guard and advance to the center to meet you. But this time, I do little jumps on my toes, my tits jiggling slightly, as I advance. My footing lose and relaxed, ready to change at my desire. I begin by a light, yet fast left jab to your face as I reach my striking distance. But ready to back off or evade at any time.

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R4 2:45

Roger_Lewis: Moving to meet you I am focused on guarding my bruised body and focus on keeping my elbows a bit lower and arms in tight. My gloves up just under my chin as i peer over them and get ready to engage. As you move into the pocket you bounce a bit and your breasts sway and bounce. Your left jab pumps out and pumps into my mouth snapping my head back. It was fast, and accurate. Not overly hard but your leather parted my lips just the same. We begin to circle mid ring as i look for openings. Pumping out a left jab of my own aimed for your nose. Still feeling the sting on my own. I keep my movements minimized trying not to open myself up. Breathing calming a bit as the round opens at a slightly slower pace....

Roger_Lewis: R4 2:30

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: We are circling each other. I smirk a bit at you as my jab hits, and tilt my head to the side to avoid your own. Checking you, I see that you are more cautious of your sides. Yet, it leaves your face more open. However, it also could make lower attacks from you faster and easier as your gloves are already half way on a good position to launch them. Thus, I decide to avoid close quarters for now. But I am quite flexible, so that might change as the round goes on~ I launch a right jab again, this time with more potency on it, before stepping quickly forward and launching a left uppercut. Yet, I have my eyes on your left arm as I do this

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R4 2:15

Roger_Lewis: I see your smirk, your tactics have changed....evolved. Your more calculated and looking for openings. Maybe she is still recovering from her onslaught last round. Maybe it is her plan. Your right jab fires out a bit harder this time. I slip my head to the side to my right, I avoid your right but your left uppercut tags my chin snapping sweat and spittle from my lips as you lift my head back. My head snapping back forward as we continue the cat and mouse game. I post a stiff right jab aimed for your nose/mouth. Trying to use my range and reach. Pulling my glove back and getting my guard in tight my main focus. Breathing calming by the moment as we feel one another out in the early stages of this round i am happy to see how it evolves.....

Roger_Lewis: R4 2:00

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: My short attacks worked. Which is good. And then, you send a right jab towards me. I control my expression, but I smirk internally. I don't tilt my head or evade back to avoid your jab. No... I step forward to close a bit the distance, and duck below your extended jab! Then, I launch a strong LEFT body shot... Towards your right ribs, putting my weight on it as your arm is above me, extending, and leaving those delicious very damaged ribs of yours exposed! Meanwhile, I right glove just at my chest's level, ready to either attack or defend

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R4 1:45

Roger_Lewis: I look for retaliation but pay the price. You duck under my right and step in hammering my right side with your left glove. I wince and bend a bit as air rushes past my lips. I back a bit and circle out to my right with my elbows in and arms in tight. I remain in the pocket with you but take in a deep breath around my mouthguard. The marks on my sides starting to darken. I move around mid ring with you and look for openings but also am weary of over comitting. Sweat rolls down my chest and over my hard abs. My eyes on yours knowing i need to guard by body and make sure not to overcommit....

Roger_Lewis: R4 1:30

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: .... Yet even before you can back off, I already make my next move. As you start moving back, as your foot rises to move back, as you are at your most VULNERABLE in terms of balance.... I catapulte myself up with my right arm and glove, already ready, and launch a POWERFUL uppercut before you can retreat or mount a strong guard towards your chin! Indeed, I was waiting for this moment. If you counter attacked instead of retreating, I would have used my right to defend myself by blocking. But since your left side has not committed to offensives, I decided to attack. And so, after this uppercut, I launch a right cross to your left eye, to try and use the potential distraction that the uppercut created, and the current instinct you must have on defending your right lower sides. And after that, I will follow you, not too close yet not too far, to launch a consecutive left, then right cross towards your face, trying to go for the knockdown!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R4 1:15

Roger_Lewis: I start to step back and as i do your right uppercut drives for my chin. I move my head and use my closed guard to deflect your uppercut just enough for it to be put off center and miss my chin. However your right cross that follows pounds my left eye punishing the side of my face just under my left eye. I feel the sting of your leather on my face as sweat spatters on impact. My elbows remain at my sides opening my face a bit forced to guard my body. Your left cross tags my chin snapping my head and forcing me back a step. your right follows and you tag my nose opening up the blood flow again. I feel and taste the crimson that runs over my upper lip. I touch my glove to my nose and see the stain across my white leather. I back a bit and feel myself rattkes a bit by the smaller female pugilist. My once confident eyes weaken a bit as you are outboxing me....

Roger_Lewis: R4 1:00

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: And then, I notice it... And internally smirk. So, I decide to continue to press you back! To try to gain range and avoid my current rampage as I try to launch another uppercut with my right glove towards your chin. When one or both your gloves try to go up to defend your head, I change my target from your face to your side ribs once again to make them worst! Force you to remain in the defense and unbalance as you try to recover your balance and stance. My early hits doing a good job at momentarily disorienting you and unbalancing you. Hits on the nose are very nasty indeed. Worst if they cause bleeding. Not only is the pain that causes involuntary watering on the eyes and bleeding distracting by itself... But it also brings a LOT of issues by making it hard or even NOT possible to inhale by the nose. Forcing a fighter to inhale by the mouth. And worst for you... Your ribs make the activity of breathing quite difficult and painful. And so... Recovering from an onslaught like this requires time and space.... Both things that I REFUSE to give you! And so, I continue my attack, and also try to use my smaller body and attacks to push you back.... And back... And back...

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R4 0:45

Roger_Lewis: Your right uppercut clips my chin as you step in. My head snaps again as I step back. My arms pinned to my sides as you then attack my body again. I take the brunt of your blows off my biceps as i cover. The smack of your leather on skin as your gloves pound my guard. You walk me back and back again as you advance. My body damaged, but you are smaller but walking me back. Blood leaks from my nose as it makes it more difficult to breath. Forcing my mouth to open a bit and for me to take in air around my mouthguard. Sweat coating my body and drenching my trunks as through four rounds i have had to work. I shove out with my gloves on your shoulders as i look to creat some space. I am still bigger and stronger. I know i need to catch you to change the dynamic......

Roger_Lewis: R4 0:30

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: And as I attack you, I notice your gloves coming up and trying to shove me by my shoulders. Still, I see it coming and simply bend my knees a little to get lover and let your gloves slide above my wet shoulders... And I use this as an opportunity, since you just let yourself open. So, as your gloves are behind me, I step forward and launch a powerful right uppercut to make you stagger back, and I follow it by multiple powerful body shots to your exposed sides... As you are now just one step away from the ropes, with no place left to run!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R4 0:15

Roger_Lewis: My gloves slip off your sweat coated shoulders as you bend your knees. You step in and clip my chin with a right uppercut. My chin shoots upwards spraying sweat and spittle. My left knee buckles and before I can catch my balance i drop to one knee in front of you. My head dropping as i look down at the canvas. Blood from my nose and sweat from my head dripping down to the canvas as i feel my head spin for a moment. I wince as i struggle to find my balance. My body red and throbbing as i see the final seconds tick off the clock and before i know it DING DING DING!!!!! The bell rings ending round 4 and i am on the canvas for the first time in the match.,,,,

Roger_Lewis: R4 0:00

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: Before I could continue my offensive, your larger frame falls forward into a knee…. And then seconds later, the bell rings. I smirk as I feel good at this exchange. Since you fell before the bell, in terms of points, I get a very good score, making a score victory very likely if nothing changes. I actually plan on KO you, but this will serve as a psychological way to pressure you into being aggressive and making mistakes. And to add salt to the wound… “My… Lewis, you perv~ Do you want to eat pussy that bad?~ Here, a taste~” I say, stepping forward with a mocking tone and pushing my hips against your head that it’s at their level. To mock and humiliate. I pat you in the head like a good boy, then walk to my corner with my hips swinging side to side~

Roger_Lewis: I hear the bell and look up from my knee. I hear your words and then feel you press your hips forward brushing my face with the front of your trunks. I can smell your scent as your trunks stain a bit with the blood from my nose. I then watch as you turn and make your way back to your corner. Your hips sway and your trunks hid nothing as they ride between your ass cheeks. I finally get to my feet and move to my corner. happy for the stool as i drink a bit of water and wipe down. I then press the cold water bottle into my side as i take in much needed deep breaths. That was a 10-8 round with the knockdown. 40-35 now as things start to get a bit more desperate for me. I will need at least a knockdown or 2 and maybe even a knockout. As i look across at you from my corner seat.....

Roger_Lewis: Round Break

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: Once on my corner, I take some water and clean out my sweaty body. I smile in satisfaction at the overall round. I check you out on the other side of the ring, feeling very satisfied at the damage I have done to you and the current score~ I take deep breaths as I also use this time to recover. It will soon be round 5. The fight having by now starting to wear me off a little. Still, I am a girl with a lot fo energy~! And I am far from tired and even farther from exhausted! And so, I wait for the bell to ring again for the next round. I do some stretches before putting my gloves back... Ready to go back to action!

Roger_Lewis: I sit on my stool breathing heavy and feeling the warm crimson leak from my nose. My sides throbbing a bit as i take in deep breaths and feeling it each time. Your scent still in my nostrils as i lean back and open my airways. i wipe my face and body off and take in some water. I watch as you stretch a bit. your topless frame on full display as you limber up and reset for round 5. Before i know it i hear the 10 second buzzer. And force myself up to my feet. blood still dripping from my nose as i pull my gloves up and keep my elbows in tight to my sides lowering my guard just a bit to ensure my body is protected. DING DING DING!!!! the bell rings and i move from my corner a bit more tentatively as i look to move out towards you in a more defensive posture as we engage for round 5...

Roger_Lewis: R5 3:00

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: As so, the bell sounds and I move forward. My guard up and my footwork ready do perform. my left foot forward as I advance and reach you. I start with a left quick jab to your face while keeping my distance. I move to the side laterally, then launch a right jab with a bit more strength, trying to keep myself mobile.

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R5 2:45

Roger_Lewis: You meet me mid ring and i am trying to stay protected but also know i cant just turtle up. Your left jab comes in from a distance and i slip my head to the side, but as you move to the side Your right jab pumps into my nose snapping my head back. Blood spatters a bit, but i hold my ground. I look into your eyes and watch for an opening. Your breasts sway and rock back and forth. I look for an opening and to see if you are at all fatigued and looking to see if you leave yourself open at all. I move around mid right and look to prepare to counter My gloves just at my chin and my arms in tight as i look to bait you in.....

Roger_Lewis: R5 2:30

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I move from left to right, then launch another jab. This time a left one to your face. I change my mouvements into circular ones, to threaten you by going to your right and encircle you. To force you to not remain stationary, but mobile like me. Thus, forcing you to move and burn up energy... Energy that will be harder for you at your current state to recover from! And so, after my left jab, I launch a right one.... Then another left one. Always trying to keep the distance. To push you into the offensive...

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R5 2:15

Roger_Lewis: As we circle you stay at a distance changing the game plan form the first half of the match you are using your space and your jabs are picking at me. your left jab pumps and snaps into my face again. My head snaps as i am a moment too late to slip the punch. your jab smacking into my right cheek just under my eye. Your right jab then pumps into my nose again drawing a bit more blood as my reactions are just a bit off. Your left pumps into my face again. I just cant seem to get off, seeming timid almost as you cointinue to move around me and force me to move with you. I can feel the sting from your leather on my face as sweat rolls down my head. Blood drips from my nose over my upper lip as i can taste the coppery tinge on my lips. ....

Roger_Lewis: R5 2:00

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: ... And at this pace, I don't plan on changing my current tactics. As I circle left and you follow, I launch left and right jabs to your face, getting only a bit closer to give more power to those jabs. And by getting closer, you are forced to move faster as my proximity means my body occupying more of your field of view and forcing you to move faster to keep it on said field. Yet, to make it worst... I decide to change directions! Suddenly, I swap my movement from left to right! And continue sending fast jabs at you as I do so! And as you turn or try to follow me... I change directions again! Returning left... Then going back to right!! Moving fast and forcing you to burn more and more steam... Forcing your bad breathing to increase and tire yourself up!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R5 1:45

Roger_Lewis: My punished body has opened me up for this change in tactic. Your left and right jab pump into my face. Blood spattering from my nose as my left eye begins to swell. My head like its a bobblehead snapping again and again. Sweat and blood spatter as my chest heaves breathing hard but i am feeling a bit rattled. I am stepping back now as the circling stops. I am retreating now. My arms in close to protect my sides my my gloves dropping a bit as my eyes flutter a bit as i try to clear my vision. I taste the blood over my lips from my nose as my left eye puffs a bit more hindering my vision......

Roger_Lewis: R5 1:30

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: You try to step back, yet I follow. You try to stop the circling, but it does not stop as I not only go left and right, but also forward when you try to create distance! As I get even closer, I change my jabs into hooks towards your face! Your gloves still protecting your sides. And in the even that they go up to start protecting your face, I will use that to attack your injured sides! And so, you are not able to take a respite. I don't allow it. I am fast circling you left or right, making you feel disoriented unable to pin point me accurately. At some point, I even got to your side and made a few attacks before you could respond. My breathing is hard, but regular. I feel a bit of heat on my body as I feel myself getting more and more tired from attacking and moving so much. But... It is all worth the trouble.

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R5 1:15

Roger_Lewis: I step back and you maintain your distance. Your jabs turn into hooks and your left glove snaps my head to the side turning it hard and spattering sweat from my head and blood from my nose. Your right glove pounds the soft skin under my left eye forcing swelling and i am on the ropes. My back pressing into the cords and bending them. I wince as i feel my head swimming a bit. My left eye swlling a bit and blood running freely over my upper lip from my nose. My eyes weaken a bit as my once confident glare dissapearing....

Roger_Lewis: R5 1:00

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: And so... You are at the ropes. And when you are, I start moving and focus all my power and footwork on strengthening my hooks. As your guard is still down on your sides, I start launching POWERFUL left and right hooks to your face! Rotating my hips for each one, giving it power by putting momentum and weight on it! The sounds of leather hitting flesh sound around the ring! I put all my effort on those hits... Because now is the time! The time to knock you OUT!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R5 0:45

Roger_Lewis: My back leaning into the ropes, you press forward. Your left hook lands clean on my right cheek snapping my head to the side spraying sweat and blood from my face. Your right hook then lands on my chin snapping my head to the side and my left knee buckles and as it does i drop to my knee and then fall to all fours on the canvas in front of you. My face dragging down your abs past your white trunks staining them on the way down. My head spinning and blood and sweat dropping from my head and face to the can vas below me......

Roger_Lewis: R5 0:30

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I smirk in satisfaction at the results and pleasure at seen you on the ground in all four. I feel the bloody stain you left in my abs, but don’t mind it. I start to count since we don’t have a ref, and I take a few steps back…. “One… Two… Three…. Four…” my eyes on your form on the ground. Waiting to see if you will make it. Perhaps… or perhaps not.

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R5 0:25

Roger_Lewis: You move back to a neutral corner and start to count. I hear your voice as my head still spinning. I push back and lean on one knee. I am near the ropes and look up at you. My left eye swollen and blood leaking from my nose over my lips onto my chest. I pause as you get to 4 and then continue on. When you hit 8 i push up to my feet and rock back into the ropes unsteady and use the ropes to steady myself. Pulling my gloves up to about my chest. My eyes meet yours as i look up at the clock...

Roger_Lewis: R5 0:15

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I don’t feel disappointed at you beating the count. In fact, I would be disappointed if you lost now. I smirk at you, and stay on my corner. A few seconds later, DING DING DING the bell sounds. It was already almost time out, so not need to fight, and so, I sit on my corner and relax.

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R5 0:00

Roger_Lewis: I waiver on the ropes and see your lips curl a grin, knowing you dropped me for a second time in the match and that i am a mess. Blood coating my lips and chest. Bruising on both of my sides and my left eye swelling more and more. DING DING DING!!!! I lean into the ropes as you dont even try to attack but just walk back to your corner. I pause for a moment to steady myself and then walk along the ropes to my corner. a bit unsteady. I plop down on my stool and lean back into the corner. Breathing hard my head still swiming as i try to recover....

Roger_Lewis: Round Break

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I take a moment to drink water and wipe my sweat with my towel. I breath in a I try to recover my stamina. A moment later, I feel that time is almost up for next round. I put my gloves on again and get ready. A few seconds later, the bell rings again and I advance to the center with gloves up

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R6 3:00

Roger_Lewis: Before i know it the 10 second buzzer sounds. I barely have wiped down or taken a drink. My head still a bit fuzzy. I stand DING DING DING!!!! I move from my corner my gloves up near my chest and my elbows in tight to my sides. Blood drips from my nose and my left eye shows redness and puffing. I am moving slower and more tentative as i come out flat footed. the bounce in my step now gone as i look at you my eyes weakened as round 6 starts.....

Roger_Lewis: R6 2:45

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: Despite your state, I don't take risks and charge blindly. I advance towards you. I actually made it fast to the middle before you... So instead of waiting you there, I advance towards you. To meet you almost half way to your corner. I launch a fast right jab towards your face at range. Then use my footwork to circle left and launch a right jab. Always one glove close to me while another attacks. Not ready to go all out in the attack, and watching for any retaliation at the beginning

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R6 2:30

Roger_Lewis: You make it 3/4 the way across the ring with my slowed movement. You are at range and you throw a stiff right jab. MMMmfffff My head snaps back as i eat the punch. You move to the side and another mmmffff....My head snaps back. Blood spattering as you continue to punish my face. I just cant seem to get off. Your outboxing me and are punishing me now. My eyes blink as i taste the blood on my lips. My nose a mess. My eyes weaken further as i feel a bit of panic creep into the back of my mind....

Roger_Lewis: R6 2:15

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: As my two jabs hit, I close a bit the distance and launch a left hook towards your abs. Not the most optimal place to attack since I have not soften it, but the best to disturb your balance as it is your center of gravity. I want to push you back. I want you against the corner! I want to pressure you into defending yourself or backing off. As I get even closer, I try to launch a right uppercut to stun you, then follow it up by a left hook to the side of your face!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R6 2:00

Roger_Lewis: Your left hook i manage to take off my guard as it stays close to my body. You step in and your right uppercut glances off my glove before brushing my chin, snapping my head a bit. But your left hook lands clean on the side of my face turning my head and driving me back a step. I cant seem to get off. My mind want my gloves to throw punches but my body does not want to leave its guard. Sweat spatters as my head turns back to face you i am about 2 feet from my own cornerpad as i amcompletly on the defensive. ....

Roger_Lewis: R6 1:45

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: Seen corner close behind, I decide to step up in my aggression. I step even closer for a powerful right cross! I bend my body forward as I step forward and put weight on my punch. All of it directed to your nose! I hope to not only hit you there... But break it! To stun you so bad that you will lose balance and fall back into the corner. Then, I will immediately proceed to attack your with left and right hooks to your face before you can mount up your defense!

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R6 1:30

Roger_Lewis: Your right cross drive for my nose and hammers it. A sickening crack as you connect. My nose breaks and blood flows and spatters on impact. My head snaps as my back hits the cornerpad. My eyes water as blood pours from my nose and make my mouth open to breath. the pain i am feeling is excruciating. You then tag my chin with your left and my left eye with your right closing it. My gloves fall as my back is pinned to the corner My eyes weakened and glazed over a bit. ....

Roger_Lewis: R6 1:15

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: And so, with you in the corner and your guard no existant, I start to launch cross after cross to your head. Left and right crosses, putting all my body weight and strength on each of them. Your head turning at each hit. I feel sweat on my body as I start to go all out in this intense attack. This is it! You are going down, Roger!!! PAFF PAFF PAFF PAFF PAFF PAFF

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R6 1:00

Roger_Lewis: My gloves drop and you pin me in the corner. My gloves pound my face side to side again and again. Blood pimts my face and spatters with every punch that you land. My head snapping violently as you knock me unconcious but still pinned against the corner out cold standing up until finally my knees give way and my body pitches forward my face pressing against yoru shoulder and then sliding down your breasts and abs leaving a trail of blood across your pale skin. dragging over the front of your trunks and taking in your scent as i fall face down to the canvas......

Roger_Lewis: R6 0:45

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I do not stop. I continue to throw cross after cross…. Until I miss as your knees could not hold you weight, and you fall down on me. I catch your body as it falls down with you unresponsive and me breathing hard, but then step back and allow it to slide down on my body. A trail of blood down my breasts and abs… Then your face ends on my trunks. I smirk and could not help but roll my hips a bit with a smirk, “Oh yeah… That is right, champ… worship that cunt~” Then I step back and… let you fall into the mat. I don’t go to my corner, but step back a bit and start to count, “One… Two… Three…”

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R6 0:40

Roger_Lewis: My face down on the canvas as blood and sweat pool around my head and face. My left eye swollen shut and my face a mess. Breathing hard as i am unconscious as you stand over me and start to count. The only motion is my breathing as i am out cold. My body achs and my pride broken as is my confidence. I have no response nor did i have an answer for your skill. My face kissing the canvas as you continue your count 4......5......6..........

Roger_Lewis: R6 0:35

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: "... 7... 8... 9... 10!" I grin and rise my arms in victory. There is no crowd, but I can imagine it roaring in applause. Using my right foot, I turn your body on its back and put my left foot on your face with one glove in the air. A little victory pose, nothing more~ But the best is about to come... "Wakey wakey Roger~!" I say loudly... and slap your face left and right with my left foot. A sloppy slap, but one nonetheless

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: R6 0:30 - KO

Roger_Lewis: I am still out when the count reaches 10. Blood painted on my face as you turn me over with your foot and look down. Your foot slaps across my face as you speak and start to bring me back to consciousness. My body bruised and beaten and my face a swollen bloody mess. My eyes start to futter a bit as the reality of the situation is starting to become clear. I look up through blurred vision at you. your short trunks stained with sweat and my blood as are your gloves. your bare tits pained with my blood as well.....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: "Good afternoon, Roger~ It is time for your punishment~! Now... On your knees" I order as I go and put my back against the corner, then stand in front of you while you are in the ground. I am ready for the humiliation round.

Roger_Lewis: As you order me to my knees i slowly get on my gloves and knees and then to my knees as i face you. You back to the corner and i look up at you through swollen eyes. my face and body aching.....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: And then... I rise my left foot and present it to you, "Lets start by showing a bit of respect to your betters. Go ahead... Kiss it and lick it like the good boy you are" My left foot in front of your face. Smelly with sweat, a bit of blood from the mat and somewhat dirty

Roger_Lewis: As you present your foot just in front of my face, i look up at you and lean a bit forward and press my swollen lips against your foot. Blood and sweat stain it. I can taste it on my lips. I then drag my tongue over it as well as instructed. The scent filling my nostrils. My lips again pressing into it as my eyes look up at you....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: As you kiss and lick it, I lower my foot to the floor and you follow it. Making you bend your body lower and lower... until you are pretty much in all four with your face down like the dog you are. With my left foot on the blood, I rise my right foot and use it to caress the top of your head. My arms above the robes in a relaxed pose as I smirk down towards you

Roger_Lewis: You lower your left foot into the pool of staind canvas under it. You force me to bend forward and continue to kiss it and then raise your right foot and caress my head with it as you lean back. your breasts on full display as you drape your arms and gloves over the ropes as you stand in the corner....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I smirk at the scene, “My… so eager~ I see you are hard~ Perhaps that makes you eager to please…~ Do you want some pussy, pup?~” I ask, pulling my foot away and wanting you to eg for it. To beg for both relief and also pussy. For the PRIVILEGE of touching me

Roger_Lewis: My cock unable to hide my arousal as it hardens against my will. I hear you mock and taunt me. You pull your foot away as i look up at you my head level with your trunks now as i cant help but look at your hips where the trail of blood stains your trunks. They cling to your hips as you stand casually in front of me....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: But before you could bring your head closer to my hips, I push you hard away with my foot, giving you a glare, “Bad dog. I said… Beg” My voice cold and merciless.

Roger_Lewis: You put your foot on my face as you push my face away. As you tell me to beg, i look up at you again. " Please Becca can i touch you?" I look up into your eyes. My face musted and swollen. You broke me with your gloves and now are looking to break me in other ways.....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I smirk, but my foot is still pushing you, “Again… and louder.” I want to heard the despair in that voice… the need. I want you to be THANKFUL when I allow you to please me… I simple please will not do~

Roger_Lewis: You continue to press on my swollen face with your foot, " I am begging Becca, please let me serve you and touch your pussy, lick it and please you".....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: Heh…~ “…Again~” I smirk cruelly. Yes.. that was good. And now… the despair!

Roger_Lewis: My eyes meet yours as you enjoy the pain you have inflicted, " Please Becca, please let me serve you, you are my better and you proved it with your gloves. i am lesser"....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: “Good boy~ Here… Have a taste~” I remove my foot from your face and bring my hips forward. Allowing you to smell and soon taste my tights and the cunt behind my wet trucks

Roger_Lewis: You slide forward and your hips press into my face, staining your trunks further. But i can feel the wetness through the fabric and can smell and taste your scent through your trunks as my lips kiss the outline of your camel toe....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: “Hmm..~! Come on, doggy… Don’t keep a girl waiting too much, or I will remove your privileges~” I say as I rub myself more against your mouth

Roger_Lewis: I feel you grind your hips into my face, i feel you drag your hips across my broken nose and lips. My cock hardens as i take in your scent. ...

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: “Come one…. Eat me up” I order you. Now taking a solid and hard hold of the back of your head by your hair, bringing your face between my legs

Roger_Lewis: My face nuzzled against your trunks and presses further into them as you force my face against them. sliding the fabric to the side and your swollen wet labia exposed as i use my tongue to lap your outer lips and lick the dripping wetness and run my tongue around the edge of your outer lips. I find the swollen nub of your clit and start to press my lips against it and then suck on it as it exposes more of itself....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: "Ohh~! Yes... Right there. Jesus you are good at this~ You are better at eating pussy than fighting~" I smirk and moan as you eat my cunt. My hips moving back and ford. My hands on the back of your head to push you deeper

Roger_Lewis: You hold my head in place as you grind into my face an mouth. I feel your pussy start to drip a bit as i continue to work your nub and flick your clit with my tongue. Your gloves on my head as you press my face deep into your pussy I smell your scent and taste your juiced as i drink them....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: "Hahh~ Come on~! Ohhh... ~ Faster~ Eat it like an oasis in the desert~" I say, grinning in sadism and pleasure. Trash talking you and moaning from time to time as I feel waves of pleasure created by your tongue

Roger_Lewis: My tongue dives deeper sliding inside you now. Flicking my tongue inside you as i fuck you with it. All the while dragging it over your clit over and over again. My gloves grip your hips and ass as you grind hard into me. My mouth working you hard, my busted broken face pressing into your pussy...

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: "Ohhh OOhhh, Yess Yess~!!" I moan more and more... my toes pushing against the ground. My body tensing... and soon, I feel juices coming out of me. "CUMING CUMING" I yell as I throw my head back in pleasure. My cunt exploding with liquid

Roger_Lewis: I hear you moan again and again, and then suddenly you scream and you release all over my face. You cum on my face as i continue to tongue fuck you and suck on your swollen clit...

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: Your continue administration of tongue pushes me pass my edge. My orgasm extends and I tremble on my legs. Only your hands on my ass keeping me up. But soon, I feel limp and fall hard on my ass breathing hard.

Roger_Lewis: You continue to gush onto my face. i feel you tremble and shake. your knees buckling and suddenly you fall back onto your ass. your tits shuddering as you land on the canvas. My face a swollen mess covered in blood sweat and cum....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: After some time breathing, I smirk and stand. Walking to my corner and pulling something from my bad there.... "Such a good boy... Perhaps a reward is in order~" And then I pull a strapon. I put it on and walk towards you, my hips swinging side to side. "Go on~ On your knees and present your handsome ass~" I order

Roger_Lewis: You eventually stand and walk to your corner. You then slide on a strapon harness. As you walk you sway your hips and the dildo sways as you walk. You order me to turn around and present my ass to you. I slide off my trunks and humbly let my hard cock flop over the waistband i face the ropes in my corner standing there facing away from you.....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: And so... I let my rubber cock sink into your ass! My nails sinking hard on your ass. "My... What a delicacy of ass~" ...SPANK... I spank it hard, before starting to more back and ford, fucking it hard.

Roger_Lewis: You force me forward and plunge your strapon deep into my ass. I scream in pain as you dig your nails into my ass and smack it. You then start to rock your hips and start to fuck me against the cornerpad of the ring. i wince as you start to pound my ass from behind. My cock raging hard as you do....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: I pant in excitement as I fuck your ass. Then, I bend forward so my large tits press against your lower back... And use my hands to take hold of your dick and rub it fast and hard while my hips move back and ford, sinking the rubber dildo into your hole!

Roger_Lewis: As you lean forward your breasts pancake against my back and you reach around and start to stroke and milk my hard cock as you fick me from behind. My cock swelling in your hand as you pound my ass humiliating me as you force my cock harder and harder. Your hips slapping against my ass....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: "Ohh yes...~! Come on~! Cum for me, good boy~! Cum~!" I grin and order as I rub your dick faster and harder while moving my hips faster!

Roger_Lewis: As you command me to cum, i feel my balls tighten as you peg me and stroke my cock. Suddenly my cock erupts onto the canvas as you milke me and peg the cum from me. Moaning in pain and pleasure as you force me to cum from you fucking me from behind....

Rebecca_Herrera_The_Red_Tigeress: And so, you cum... And I milk you fully. After a few seconds, instead of pulling out, I detach the strappon from my hips and pull back. Leaving the rubber dick inside your ass as you are kneeling on the ground after being fucked with your ass up. I give your ass a slight kick as I bring one of my hands cover in cum and lick it off, "That was great... Thanks for the fight and fuck, champ~" I say... before starting to walk away. Leaving you behind in a mess. I am satisfied, both as a fighter and as a woman with needs~