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21:55 Valenzuela: The memory of that fight still lingers (https://venus.chatfighters.com/story/79459) like the dull ache in my ribs and the stubborn swelling in my knuckles. I can still taste the blood on my lips, feel the sting of sweat dripping into my eyes, and hear the deafening roar of the crowd. The Mexicans had screamed for me, willed me to rise when I fell, but that night, I had met my match.

21:56 Valenzuela: Dei!!!!!

21:56 Valenzuela: That gringa fought like a demon, relentless, precise, brutal. Landing punch after bloody punch, I had underestimated her. Thought she was just another fighter past her prime, someone I could overwhelm with my speed and raw aggression. But she was something else. She was steel wrapped in sweat-soaked skin, a machine that didn’t tire, a wall that refused to break. No matter how much I hurt her, she kept coming. And when my body betrayed me, when my fists failed me, she was there, standing over me, victorious.

21:56 Valenzuela: I should hate her for that. Instead, I respect her. Not many 40 something women can fight like this bitch. But respect isn’t enough. Not for me. Not after that humiliation. I can still hear the ref’s count echoing in my ears, can still see the moment she stood above me, fists raised, sweat glistening on her skin, the crowd watching as I lay sprawled on the mat, defeated.

21:56 Valenzuela: That image consumes me now. A rematch isn’t a question—it’s a necessity. My pride demands it. My fists crave it. And next time, I won’t just fight her—I’ll break her. I’ll be smarter, sharper, faster. I’ll train harder than I ever have, because I know now what I’m up against. No more taunts, no more underestimation. Next time, it’s war.

21:57 Valenzuela: She got me once. That won’t happen again.

21:57 Valenzuela: I’m coming for you, Dei.

21:57 Valenzuela: This time in the Darcy Fight Club.

21:58 Valenzuela: Bare breasted bareknuckle boxing, nothing more raw, nothing bloodier, nothing more exciting, nothing more peligroso.

21:59 Valenzuela:

22:08 Mrs_Dei_Squid: I get the news that the tough fighter I took out in the underground wants to try the fight again. To give her the respect she deserves it was a hell of a fight the first time so I take a few weeks to train hard in know she will be coming harder this time. An I want to make the people of Darcy’s be treated to one hell of a fight as we slug it out again and I prove to her it was not a one off win as she will be looking up at me again.

22:16 Valenzuela: When I get word that Dei has accepted, a thrill of anticipation surges through me. I knew she would. A fighter like her isn’t one to back down from a challenge. Training becomes my obsession. I push my body harder than ever before, waking at dawn to run through the streets of my city, my feet pounding the pavement with a steady rhythm. I hit the heavy bag until my knuckles are raw, shadowbox until my arms ache. I replay our last fight in my head, analyzing every mistake, every weakness she exploited. My speed had faltered, my stamina had drained too quickly, my footwork had left me trapped. I drill every movement, every feint, every counter until they become second nature. By the time the fight comes, I won’t just be fighting her—I’ll be dismantling her. This time, I’m gonna stand over her beaten body, both fists raised high.

22:18 Valenzuela: It will be even sweater to do this as her wife Suki watches her lover get beaten, as I have a score to settle with her too!

22:53 Mrs_Dei_Squid: The weeks leading up to the fight I start taking longer runs and doing tons of crunches to make sure my core is good and solid I have a friend that is a butcher and he lets me train my boxing on cows that are being butchered so it is a lot like hitting a human body I work my hands hard making sure to turn my hips in to the shot I start breaking cow ribs so I know the training is working and I am ready for this fight. I have to put her down harder this time and show her in front of my wife she is no match for us I give her credit for trying.

23:09 Valenzuela: I keep hearing rumours that Dei is doing something out of a Rocky movie and using cow’s as heavy punching bags, even breaking ribs, but clearly this is just an attempt to freak me out, so I pay no heed to these rumours. Speed is gonna be real important, so I focus more on the speed bag. And on the day, I arrive at the Darcy Club and change into my tight fitting black shorts, with yellow stripes on the sides, some boxing shoes, dark Latina hair bound up in a pony tail, and wait to get my hands wrapped with gauze.

12:39 Valenzuela: The only thing is, Darcy’s feels different now, as both Lord and Lady Darcy have disappeared. Rumor has it that His Majesty’s Revenue and Customs (the British tax authority) has been looking for them and that they have fled to some central African country or some such place. Even so, low life individuals still frequent Darcy’s in hopes to see a bare knuckle boxing battle, and that they will see tonight. With out LD to do the announcement, I simply go out to the ring and wait for my fierce opponent to show up, Dei!

19:48 Nathan_gingerbread: Takes a seat up in the bleachers putting my feet up on the seat infront.

19:56 Valenzuela: I let my gaze sweep the stands, nodding once, a silent acknowledgment, a promise that I won’t let them down. I roll my shoulders loose, my arms fluid as I snap out a sharp double jab, my knuckles slicing through the air, envisioning Dei in front of me. My lead foot stays planted, the motion crisp, efficient. Jab. Jab. Fast. Snapping. Controlled. I pivot slightly, shifting my weight, letting my right hand coil back before I launch a powerful right cross, my fist cutting a straight line through the space before me. My hips turn, my back heel lifts—every muscle works together, fueling the strike. I keep the flow going, retracting the cross quickly as I dip to my right, my core tightening. My left foot shifts, leading into a sharp left hook, my body twisting with the motion, the imaginary impact on Dei sending a ripple through my shoulder. Bring it bitch!

12:46 Mrs_Dei_Squid: I stand in my corner loose and ready watching my rival show her moves as I stay still waiting for the fight to start standing just in my purple thong with purple hand wraps on not wasting any energy just staying relaxed as I know this will be a tough fight this bitch wants revenge for the last time. I blow a kiss at you I hope that broken hand has healed up I want you at full strength for this fight.

12:51 Valenzuela: Darcy’s feels different now. Lord and Lady Darcy are gone, vanished, chased off by the tax authorities, according to rumour. The fights remain. And tonight, it's me and Dei—unfinished business. Then—that smirk. That little blown kiss. A reminder of our last fight. OK, time to take care of business. I walk out to the ring centre and wave my little finger at Dei to follow me.

12:55 Mrs_Dei_Squid: I smile as the lights shine bright on your glistening skin your bare breast bouncing as you walk out. I slowly move out to meet you my hands up and ready for the bell to ring and get this fight started. As I hear the announcer key up his mic to introduce us.

12:56 Nathan_gingerbread: Shift in my seat as things warm up ready for a good show.

13:00 Valenzuela: I take up an orthodox stance, left fist and foot leading, as the announcement comes. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… FIGHT FANS FROM ALL AROUND… WELCOME TO DARCY’S! Tonight, we bring you a high-stakes, bad-blooded, bare-knuckle rematch! Two warriors step into this ring once again, one seeking redemption, the other seeking dominance! Introducing first… Fighting out of the red corner, standing 5 feet 3 inches tall, weighing in at 120 pounds, a fierce striker with a heart of fire and a score to settle! Hailing from Mexico City, Mexico, this fighter is fast, relentless, and out for revenge! With fists like steel and a will that refuses to break—LA PRINCESA… VALENZUELAAAA! And her opponent… Fighting out of the blue corner, standing 5 feet 6 inches tall, weighing in at 122 pounds, a calm, calculated veteran of the fight game. She’s tough, she’s tested, and she’s already got a win over her opponent. She thrives in the chaos, waiting for her moment to strike! With a wealth of experience and a reputation for punishment—the ruthless, the unshakable… DEIIIIII SQUIIIIID!" The crowd erupts, fists pounding against the makeshift barriers around the ring. The tension is electric, the stakes personal. The fighters step forward, eyes locked, muscles coiled, ready to explode. This is it. "BARE-KNUCKLE RULES! NO ROUNDS—NO MERCY! FIGHTERS… READY" 🔥 LET'S FIGHT! 🔥

13:02 Valenzuela: (brb)

13:03 Mrs_Dei_Squid: I hold my fist out to you as the announcements finish wanting to touch fist as a show of respect as I know you are a tough and capable fighter and you want this fight bad.

13:35 Valenzuela: I send my fist out to tap, but stay ready, knowing the bell is gonna sound soon. Only the scratch line on the canvass separates us, an artificial separation that won't last long. DING! DING! DING! The sound of the bell explodes in my ears, and it's on! I want to show raw aggression early on, so I lunge forward, trying to send a left and right straight punch towrds the centre of your face, wanting to take you my surprise if I can move fast enough.

13:45 Mrs_Dei_Squid: As we touch I hear the bell sound and I’m ready you lunge fast I drop my right hand as my left blocks your right your left is free to land and snaps my head back as my right drives forward under it aimed at your navel as you lunge into the punch and after my left blocks a flick a short eft jab t your face.

13:45 Suki_Sweet_wife_of_Dei: You got this love easy prey

13:51 Valenzuela: The moment my left fist connects, I feel your head snap back, but I don’t get to enjoy the moment, because your counter is already coming. A sharp pain flares in my belly as your right fist drills into my navel, a compact, well-timed body shot that punishes my forward momentum. I grunt, feeling the impact, my abs tightening instinctively as my small droopy tits bounce up and down. . Before I can fully react, you flick a short left jab, snapping my head slightly to the side. I bite down on my mouthguard and plant my feet. Instead of retreating, I push forward aggressively, aiming to overwhelm you before you can build momentum. I whip a right hook toward your ribs, twisting my hips for power, wanting to dig into your body the way you just did to me. Then, I pivot my stance and fire a left uppercut, looking to hit your chin and snap your head up if I can power the punch through the middle of your guard.

13:57 Valenzuela: You mean she should pray

13:59 Mrs_Dei_Squid: I feel my right sink into your navel and hear you grunt just as my short left snaps your head you stay aggressive as I knew you would and move in with more shots your right hits my ribs as I pivot some to take so of the power off of it I grunt and get my elbow in front of your uppercut stopping it from reaching my chin I flick out a double left jab and step to side as I shot a right upper cut at just below your breast

14:02 Suki_Sweet_wife_of_Dei: pound the slut lover

14:04 Valenzuela: We are really mixing it up now, and my right hook hits rib, but with less power than I wanted as you pivot away from it, then my uppercut gets blocked with an arm, and with my left out of place, your right double left jab snaps out, but I see this happening and at this stage have fast reflexes, I slip the first one my tilting my head right, but not expecting a second, it nails me in the cheek, snapping my head back....ooooffff.....that distracts me from the right uppercut that hammers me below my left tit....uggggg.....my tits bounce about as I move left and right and then snap forward, staying in the pocket....snapping out a right cross at your nose and then a left hook at your jaw....

14:06 Suki_Sweet_wife_of_Dei: stop playing with your food and feast wife of mine

14:07 Valenzuela: Looking at Suki...."You drunk?"

14:07 Suki_Sweet_wife_of_Dei: hush easy prey

14:08 Valenzuela: thought so👊

14:09 Mrs_Dei_Squid: Looking to throw you off I drop my guard my face turning with each punch and blood flying as I fire a hard left under your punches at your navel and pivot putting everything I have in a right hook at your liver.

14:13 Suki_Sweet_wife_of_Dei: That's it love kill the body the head will follow!

14:16 Valenzuela: The bitch drops her guard as my punches fly, and my cross pounds into her nose, blood flying everywhere, and then my hook smashes into your jaw.....with spit spraying everywhere, including into my face, I hardly notice as I use your fucking head as a speed ball......but you guard down, you hammer a hard left into my navel and then a right hook into my liver.....I stare at you for a moment, and then a moment later the crushing pain of the liver shot sinks in....There’s just a dull thud, a deep impact that rattles through my ribs. But then, half a second later, it hits me. A white-hot pain explodes in my right side, like someone just drove a sledgehammer into my ribs. It’s not like a regular punch; it’s deeper, sharper, crueler. The pain doesn’t stay in one place, it spreads, radiating down my stomach and into my legs like a shockwave, making everything feel weak, useless. My knees betray me before I can even think. My legs feel like they’re melting, like the strength just got sucked out of them, and I hunch forward instinctively, clutching at my side. My breathing—fuck—I can’t catch a full breath. It’s like my lungs locked up, refusing to work, leaving me gasping like a fish out of water. And the worst part? My brain is still working. I’m still in the fight, still trying to tell my body to move, to throw a punch, to do anything. But my body isn’t listening. It’s just frozen, drowning in that sickening, twisting nausea that makes me feel like I’m about to collapse right here and now. Quickly I drop to my knees, clutching my side....

14:19 Nathan_gingerbread: Nod my head wondering what is allowed within bare knuckle rules ...but i am sure i will soon find out.

14:20 Suki_Sweet_wife_of_Dei: You got her now love no mercy

14:22 Mrs_Dei_Squid: I smile wickedly with blood dripping form my face as you sag to your knees but I don’t stop I grab your hair in my left hand and pull you back to your feet as I for to more right hooks at your reddening side looking to do the most damage I can and not let you even catch a breath

14:27 Suki_Sweet_wife_of_Dei: That's it love pound that bitch

14:28 Valenzuela: The pain is unreal. My liver is on fire, my legs are gone, and my body isn't responding the way I need it to. I can feel myself sagging, knees dropping, but I can’t let this be the end. I suck in a sharp, short breath, trying to force air back into my lungs even though it feels like someone lit a match inside my ribs. My right arm instinctively tucks in, trying to shield my throbbing liver from the next shot. I feel your hand grab my hair, yanking me back up—but that’s a mistake. Your too close. Too focused on breaking me. I clinch hard, wrapping my left arm around her right, trapping it for just a second, stopping her from hooking my left side. My right hand is free, and I don’t waste the chance—I rip a short, desperate uppercut toward your fucking nose, aiming for that bloody mess I already worked on. I don’t know if it lands clean. I don’t care. I just need to make you backoff and hesitate.

14:33 Mrs_Dei_Squid: You manage to trap my arm and your upper cut lands but it has hardly and power left in it after the huge liver shot my blood splashes I release your hair but I don’t flinch I shove you back towards the corner pulling my right arm free as I do and follow you throwing lefts and rights at your head hoping you will pull your guard up as the last straight right is followed by a right hook at your hurting body

14:35 Suki_Sweet_wife_of_Dei: on my feel screaming FINISH THE MEXICAN SLUT KNOCK HER HEAD CLEAN OFF HER BODY

14:39 Valenzuela: FUCK it!!!!!!!!! My uppercut lands, but there’s no snap behind it. My body still isn’t working right, the pain still screaming through my ribs. I feel your blood splash against my skin, but you don’t flinch, you shove me back hard, and I stumble, my legs still shaky, my balance just a little off. Fuck, I need time, just a second to breathe! But you don’t give it to me. You’re on me immediately, throwing lefts and rights at my face, forcing me backward. I don’t want to get cornered. I start lifting my guard to block my head, trying to weave, but I see the setup too late, your left hand flies straight, snapping into my guard, just as your real shot comes in, a brutal right hook aimed straight at my aching ribs. I twist my body at the last second, trying to take some of the power off the shot, but it still hammers into my side, making me grunt, my breath catching in my throat. My body sweating heavily from pain and exertion, I can’t stay here. I have to move, have to counter before you gets another clean shot. I shift my weight and fire a quick left hook towards your body, aiming for the ribs, trying to make you respect my counters. Then, I push off my back foot and throw a short, sharp right elbow toward your face, hoping to bust open the nose even worse.

14:41 Nathan_gingerbread: Sits forward learning now

14:44 Mrs_Dei_Squid: You are stumbling and your body taking a beating I abandon all caution for your shots now after feeling the upper cut had no sting at all I feel your left hit my ribs as I put my arm out and shove you back towards the corner your elbow smashed into my nose again busting it open more as I duck my head under your chin and drive you back in the corner I fire off multiple combos at your body as my blood runs down over your breast and I try to use my head to press up under your chin to stretch your body out for my shots.

14:49 Valenzuela: My ribs scream in protest, my lungs fighting for air, my body screaming at me to just drop, but I won’t. I feel your blood hot against my chest, the metallic scent mixing with the sweat and adrenaline. But you’re still on me, like a predator that smells the kill. You shove me back again, my heels skidding against the canvas as my back meets the corner. Shit. Bad spot. Then—BAM! BAM! BAM! Your fists hammer into my body, one shot after another, my core tightening, my arms barely able to drop to absorb the worst of it. My abs feel like they’re getting ripped apart, my ribs a battlefield of bruises. Your head shoves up under my chin, pinning me back, stretching me out, trying to break me. I snarl, frustration burning through the pain. I open my arms, trying to reach out and clinch you.

14:50 Suki_Sweet_wife_of_Dei: POUND THE BITCH HARDER

14:52 Mrs_Dei_Squid: Having you pinned I feel as you try to reach up for the clinch I take a step back to avoid your arms my blood flowing freely after I step back I throw a combo of hooks at your exposed chin putting all I have in them not wanting you to breathe or get out of the corner now as I know I have you where I want you and the end is near.

14:57 Valenzuela: I reach up, trying to clinch, trying to slow you down, but you’re a step ahead.......you pull back, just out of reach, and I feel the air shift before I even see the first hook coming. CRACK! Your left smashes into my jaw, snapping my head to the side. My vision flickers for a second, a bright white flash exploding behind my eyes. I barely have time to react before...... BAM! The right hook slams into my chin, the impact rattling through my skull, my mouthguard clicking against my teeth. My legs buckle, my knees wobbling like they don’t belong to me. OH FUCK!!!!! The corner is behind me, no room to escape, no space to breathe.......just your fucking fists, relentless, pounding through me like I’m made of nothing. I try to lift my arms, try to block, but they feel heavy, sluggish, slow. My ribs ache, my jaw throbs, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps. I need to move, but my body isn’t listening.. I plant my foot, too stop weaving about, grit my teeth, and fire a blind, desperate right cross, aimed straight at your bloody nose, hoping to buy myself even a second to recover.

15:01 Mrs_Dei_Squid: You are in bad shape wobbling all over you show how game you are and smash my busted nose again causing it to bleed more restricting my breaths I know I can’t stop now and fire off another left and right at the body then a huge right upper cut towards the bottom of your chin hoping to put your lights out and end the fight right here and now as you are barley hanging on now.

15:04 Suki_Sweet_wife_of_Dei: THE BITCH BE READY TO GO

15:08 Valenzuela: I barely register the feeling of my fist crashing into your busted nose, blood splattering between us like raindrops on canvas. Your fucking face so messed up, but its me that's loosing. There’s no stopping you. No hesitation. WHAM! Your left digs into my ribs. My body jolts, another sickening wave of pain rolling through me, stealing whatever breath I had left. THUMP! The right crashes into my aching side again, my muscles spasming, my knees shaking. My arms are dropping, my body refusing to hold them up. I can feel my strength draining, the horrible feeling you are out boxing and out classing me in a brutal brawl, my will fighting against my failing body. Then, I see it, just a blur of motion, a flash of muscle and power. BOOM! Your right uppercut detonates under my chin. My jaw snaps shut, my teeth clacking against my mouthguard as my head whips back violently. Tits flap around from the impact. My mouth piece flips out and bounces across the canvass landing near Nathan. Everything goes white, then black, then nothing. My body just... stops. For a second, I think I’m still standing. Then, the world tilts. My legs give out. My back hits the turnbuckle for half a heartbeat before I slide down it, my arms limp, my body collapsing like a broken doll. landing hard on my ass, my head slumps forward, turnbuckle keeping me up.....just barely, I don’t feel the canvas when my ass hit it. I don’t feel anything. Just... darkness. 🥊 KO. 🥊

15:10 Suki_Sweet_wife_of_Dei: YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

15:13 Mrs_Dei_Squid: As you collapse in the corner I raise my hands the blood pouring from my face I turn and point at my wife blowing her a kiss as I head across the ring to meet her as she heads into the ring knowing the fight is done I’m a bit shaky on my feet and breathing hard as I move to meet her.

15:13 Nathan_gingerbread: Claps from up in the gods