Disclaimer: Though all characters within the following story are utterly fictional, they’re additionally utterly over the age of 18.
Half 4 – The Battle: Spherical Two
Your staff of coaches and seconds swarm round you as you sit slumped in your nook. After the ordeal of spherical one, there may be critical doubt about whether or not it is possible for you to to carry your arms up, and proceed with the combat. Your seconds desperately attempt to therapeutic massage the sensation again into your battered limbs, shifting your joints in small circles, making an attempt to loosen you up. Whereas they work in your damaged physique, your coaches rattle off recommendation, vainly making an attempt to get your head again within the combat.
You do not discover any of it. -Haha- In my nook, I am posing suggestively, whereas my staff gently pours little streams of water down my steamy curves. You look so cute with that dreamy look in your face. I give an indulgent smile when you watch the droplets roll down the pronounced curves of my physique.
Your eyes almost come out of your head, when one of many ladies on my staff sneaks up behind me, offers you a naughty grin, after which grabs each of my massive breasts from beneath my arms. I look over my shoulder and smile at her indulgently. She stares you down, and brandishes my wonderful bust at you, two lethal weapons in her small palms. You gasp, as she begins bouncing every of them up and down, in reverse instructions. You look on spellbound. You are so achingly stiff, the material of your shorts appear to be it may tear aside with only a mere twitch. I provide you with a wry smile, as me, and the naughty lady behind me proceed frying your sex-addled mind with the hypnotic sight of my massive breasts, dancing up and down… up and down. You begin humping the air in entrance of you, and my complete staff bursts out laughing. In case you may solely carry your arms, you’d most likely attempt to jerk off proper into your boxing gloves! -Heehee-
Up till now, your coaches have been in a position to cover their very own discomfort at what I have been doing to you, however once they look over and see what’s gotten you so labored up, they fall silent. All pretense of professionalism shatters, as all you boys simply stare, utterly mesmerized. -Hahaha- Boys actually are too straightforward!
-Ding Ding- The bell rings for spherical two, and also you painfully make your option to the middle of the ring. I’m there ready, bouncing from foot to foot, a smile on my fairly face, recent as a daisy. Your arms tremble wildly, however with a herculean effort you handle to deliver your fists up. There is a cheer from the small group of males within the viewers nonetheless courageous sufficient to brazenly root for you.
Actually, I am impressed by your willpower. I do know precisely what I did to these massive arms of yours, and the perseverance it takes for a person to boost them once more, after having solely a minute or two to get better, is astonishing. I can see why you are the champ. Sadly for you, all that willpower, and all that bravery, will not do you a lot good. We each know I’ve weakened you in methods it’s going to take weeks, or months, to get better from. Nonetheless your braveness is sufficient to make even me need to take pity on you…
“Hey massive boy,” I say in a voice quiet sufficient for simply you and me to listen to. “Why do not you, surrender? Forfeit now, and I’ll go straightforward on you within the after-show.”
You have a look at me and your brows furrow. You look back and forth, after which down at your fists… you sigh, pause, after which gently shake your head “no”, and begin strolling in direction of me. The look of willpower in your good-looking face, would encourage any athlete dreaming of greatness. Get able to have that final pretense of heroism destroyed. You had your probability, and also you blew it. I’m going to completely crush any semblance of dignity you’ve left into powder.
As you come nearer, I increase my guard excessive, defending my face, however leaving my midriff utterly uncovered. You see your opening and attempt to hit me with a physique blow. You wince, my physique seems like iron, and your tortured arms ache on the influence. Nonetheless you attempt one other couple of agonizing punches, and it’s a must to step again, respiration closely as your poor arms throb in ache. It would not even appear to be your punches have left a mark. I stand there smirking, an eyebrow arched, utterly unfazed. Then, I reply your assault with a vicious combo of punches. Swatting your arms away, I break via your defenses virtually instantly. I work over your physique, till your doubled over in ache. You’re feeling your knees getting weaker, and handle to groan out the phrases, “end it!”, however I step away. You have a look at me together with your eyes extensive and your mouth agape.
I maintain my arms open extensive, beckoning you to hit me with the most effective you’ve got obtained. You swing for my face, making an attempt to take my head off my physique, however your punches are sluggish now, and I’m able to dodge these with out even taking a step. I gracefully make little snakelike actions. You look increasingly pathetic as your fists clumsily careen away from me. I step in shut, and also you attempt aiming for my physique once more your arms held low, and as soon as once more you’re feeling shocks of ache ripping via your arms as you ineffectually, pat my toned physique, together with your massive fists. I reply with one other flurry of punches, and all you are able to do is fall ahead and drape your arms round me, making an attempt to lock me up with the sheer weight of your physique. It is actually the one transfer you’ve left. The sight of the champ resorting to this tactic with a petite, attractive girl like me, will linger uncomfortably within the psyche of many a male combat fan for years to return.
As you pour your physique over mine, I do cease punching, however with my robust core, and dancer’s coaching I simply deal with your weight. Sadly for you, even right here, I’ve obtained your quantity. My physique curves backwards right into a letter C like a stomach dancer, and my hips gyrate up and down, and aspect to aspect with surprising velocity. Your naughty penis, catches all of the friction of my deft actions, and the shock of delight, is much more debilitating than the beating I have been subjecting you to. You mewl, pathetically, huffing and puffing, whining, and begging me to not make you cum proper there in your shorts.
I step away, and your physique curls ahead, your knees bend low, and as you begin to fold, you and I are at eye stage. I blow you a kiss… -Mwah- and say, “Okay massive boy, get able to lose to a lady!”
I gently put a glove in your nostril and provides your face a little bit push, all of the combat has been utterly knocked out of you, and also you topple onto your again, unable, or unwilling, to face again up and combat. -Heehee- I suppose solely you’ll ever know which one it’s for positive.
The gorgeous ref within the skimpy uniform bends over and counts you down. The photographs of her, with black bikini bottoms using up her pert butt, bent over your damaged physique, holding up a number of fingers, whereas I stand again with a smug grin on my face, will probably be on newspapers everywhere in the world tomorrow, and on combating, and fetish blogs, for years to return.
Because the ref finishes counting you out, the sector erupts in feminine cheers! You flip your head and search for at me in awe… I bask within the stunning expression, of disgrace, worry and need etched in your face.
A lot of the males within the crowd are silent, their faces ashen, their mouths hanging agape, others could be heard sobbing, unable to deal with what’s simply occurred…
whereas others are loudly gasping in ecstasy… -hahaha- their swollen penises being stimulated by the malicious grip of a feminine sitting subsequent to them… or their very own fists!…as the power to manage their very own depraved needs merely shatters!
Again within the ring, you are still in your again. My seconds assist me pull off my boxing gloves, and I start playfully dancing in entrance of you, wiggling my hips, fluffing my full bouncing breasts, and shaking my massive spherical ass at you. You stare up at me. The sight of my harmful curves, leaves your raging boner throbbing tougher than ever. All you are able to do is gawk at me, and wallow in a painful mixture of disgrace and need.
The group of lovely younger girls who dragged away the male announcer earlier than the combat began, soar into the ring. They encompass you, wrapping their arms round your bare torso. Their contact is intoxicating. You’re feeling the gentle pores and skin, of their nubile, female our bodies urgent up in opposition to you. They gently pull you as much as your toes for the official choice.
We stand with that attractive ref in-between us, holding our wrists… She formally declares I’m the winner, and holds my fist within the air. The ladies within the crowd erupt into wild cheers another time, and the burden of your defeat actually dawns on you. I simply took your title belt away from you. The whole lot you labored your complete life for, ripped out of your palms in simply two rounds by a horny girl half your dimension. An attractive girl that you just want, with each fiber of your being, you have been fucking proper now. The horror of how utterly I’ve dominated you bodily, mentally, and sexually, overwhelms you. You burst into tears, wailing and howling like a little bit child.
“Oooh poor child! I do know! I do know! Sure I do know massive boy, go on and cry. I do know you are so upset, and your penis is so laborious you could’t stand it! Poor boy!”
Properly, keep tuned for half 5. “You do not need to miss what occurs subsequent. My destruction of you and your throbbing cock has solely simply begun!” -Teeheehee-