Gail faces Gwen again in the boxing ring.
By pilot13013@netscape.net
One lady ends up flat on the canvas.


Gail had scored a brutal knockout win over Gwen at Gwen's home club in the UK.
It had taken over 5 minutes to get Gwen up off the canvas. Gwen wanted a
chance to equal the score, so Gail agreed to another match. This bout would
take place at Gail's club in the U.S.

Gwen as the guest enters the ring first, followed a minute later by Gail. The
ladies smile at each other. Both dance in their corners to stay warm, waiting
for the introductions.

Gwen is introduced as the challenger at 5' 3" tall, 129 pounds and 34d-24-35.
Gwen removes her robe and it's evident that she trained hard for this fight.
Her upper body looks even more sensational than in the last fight. She
receives a standing ovation as she poses in the ring in her yellow thong.
Gwen's breasts are firm, her dark nipples large and erect.

My wife, Gail is introduced as the champion at 5'5", 139 pounds and 40d-34-39.
Gail removes her robe to thunderous applause. My wife's large breasts sag
slightly but look magnificent with her inch long nipples standing erect. Gail
is wearing an off white silk thong which leaves little to the audiences
imagination.

The ref calls the ladies together for last minute instructions and to touch
gloves. They return to their corners, eagerly waiting the starting bell.

Round 1

The ladies come out and touch nipples instead of gloves. Gail takes the fight
to Gwen. It appears that Gail plans to end this one early. Gwen looks a little
cold as Gail scores with some solid body shots. Gwen seems content to block.
Gail continues to pressure Gwen who begins to show some offense. Gwen with her
first power punch finds Gail's left breast. My wife grimaces but connects with
a right to Gwen cheek. We have blood. Gail has opened a cut on Gwen's
cheekbone just below her left eye. Gwen tries to cover up as Gail unloads
lefts and rights in an effort to score a first round KO. Gail is unable to
inflict more damage before the bell sounds to end the round. Gwen staggers
back to her corner gasping for air.

A action packed but one sided first round. Gail caught Gwen a little cold and
hit her with 8 power punches in the first round. Gwen connected with one power
punch. The ring doctor checks the cut under Gwen's eye and says that the fight
can continue. Gwen's corner works on the cut and successfully stops the
bleeding. My wife is unmarked but Dora has the cold pack on Gail's left
breast.

Round 2

Gwen comes out a little more pumped this round. Her corner has the bleeding
stopped on the cut. The ladies exchange four or five heavy punches. Both
ladies emit groans. Gail continues to flick her left into Gwen's cheek, which
opens the cut again. Gail persists with her big right, which is causing Gwen's
face to puff up. Gwen's corner is calling for body punches to slow Gail down.
Gwen settles down and begins with systematic body punches. Gail becomes more
defensive as a couple of body shots find her tummy and breasts. Gail finds
Gwen's cheek again with a solid right. That one hurt. Gail moves in again
working on Gwen's left cheek. Gail misses with a right and Gwen digs a
surprise low left to the top of my wife's thong. I can hear the air rush from
my wife's lungs. Gail's hands instinctively drop to her tummy. Gwen sends a
crashing right into my wife's left tit. My wife emits a half gasp half squeal
as she clinches with Gwen. The ref pulls the ladies apart. There's blood on my
wife's breast, she's been cut by the punch. The ref can't see the damage so
halts the action to have the doctor check the cut. Gail has a small slit on
the top of her nipple, not good but it won't stop the fight at this time.
There were no cuts in the last battle but now both ladies are cut before the
end of the second round. The ladies coast down for the remainder of the round.

The seconds work to stop the bleeding on both ladies. Both seconds encouraged
their fighter to end the fight before their cut becomes an issue.

Round 3

Gail comes out on the attack. It looks like she'll put Gwen away early. The
cut hasn't slowed my wife as she continues to work on Gwen's left cheek.
Gwen's left eye now looks very puffy. Gwen can't seem to get into this fight.
Gail misses with a couple of heavy right that would have put Gwen down. Gail
misses with another right and Gwen buries a left low on Gail's thong, maybe
too low. The blow momentarily paralyzes my wife. Gwen drives a solid right
over Gail's guard that lands flush on the end of my wife's chin. My wife falls
like a tree flat on her back. The ref counts but I don't think she's able to
get up. We see how one punch can change a fight. Gail courageously struggles
to her feet. Her eyes are glassy. I wish that she'd stay down. The ref waves
Gwen in to finish my wife off. There is still a minute left in the round. I
know that my wife can't survive this round. I just prey that Gwen will knock
her out mercifully. Gwen works my wife to the corner, just above where I'm
seated. Gail is trying to block punches but isn't too coordinated. Gwen
delivers a clean right uppercut to Gail's chin. The force almost lifts my wife
off her feet. Gail falls backwards into the corner post, her arms going over
the top rope, leaving her dangling by her arms in the corner. Gwen has an evil
grin like she's just hit the jackpot. My beautiful wife is hanging defenseless
in the corner and still semi-conscious, so is fair game. I'm just inches from
her firm bare bum, her womanhood bulging from her tight wet thong. It's time
for Gwen to get her payback. My wife's nipples are about to taste firm
leather.

Gwen unloads an unobstructed left, then a right into my wife's tits. The sound
of leather on bare skin, followed by groans from the audience echo through the
gym. Those punches hurt and will still hurt tomorrow. My wife slumps, sitting
on the second rope, cradling her wounded breasts. Gwen looks down at me and
smiles as if to say, "think she's had enough?" Straining to maintain my
composure, I smile back. I want to scream out enough, but know that if I do,
Gwen will keep us both in agony a little longer. Gwen snaps a solid right into
the side of Gail's jaw. My wife rolls forward onto the canvas ending up
stretch out on her back. The ref sends Gwen to a neutral corner and begins to
count but I know that Gail is not getting up. The camera for the big screen
scans my wife's still body. Her massive tits are rising and falling as she
gulps for air, her rock hard nipples pointing at the lites. Her thong is
pulled slightly between her labia exposing a fringe of hairy flesh. The ref
calls out 10 and Dora rushes into the ring to aid my wife. Gail is soon
conscious but groggy. Dora helps her to the corner, then applies cold packs to
her bruised and swelling breasts. I shouldn't say this but Gwen had unloaded
two near perfect punches to my wife's breasts. Gail remained in the ring until
Gwen was officially announced the winner. I could see by her eyes that she was
in pain.

By the time I got through the crowd to my wife's dressing room, Dora had Gail
laying on the trainer's table with her tits packed in ice. I could tell that
she was in great pain, her breasts had already swollen a couple of sizes. At
least we would be at home tonite and not in a hotel. Gail was so sore that she
did nothing but keep ice on her breasts for a couple of days. I think it was
the most painful damage that she had suffered in her fighting career. She said
to me that Gwen could really punch hard.

There has been no talk of another match but we have each lady with a knockout
so I'm sure they'll want to have a clear-cut winner. I may be a bit sadistic
but I want to see another fight.

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