Jillian Russell vs. Jennifer Woo
by Jillian Russell
My First Fight Without George


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Six months ago I was knocked out by Maria Lopez midway through the 3rd round.
It was called a TKO but I still lost. I was really hurting when I left the
ring but don't remember much after that until the next morning. I had never
been injured that badly in the ring before and I spent a couple of painful
weeks but everything healed ok without any scars. My nose wasn't broken, just
badly bruised. George and I weren't getting along that well but he stayed with
me for a couple of weeks while I recuperated and then we split up.

I was furiously pounding the heavy bag at the gym one dreary Friday evening
when a gentlemen asked if I was hitting anyone that he knew. I stopped
punching the bag, smiled and told him that it had been a particularly
frustrating week and the weather wasn't making things any better. He
introduced himself as Ken and said that he was feeling much the same. We both
worked the same bag for awhile before taking another break. He commented that
I looked like I could box and I informed him that I was training for a
rematch. I filled him in on my loss to Maria over coffee.

We trained together for the next few days and he became my new manager and
trainer. Ken was a local lawyer, who was into boxing and like me was just out
of a failed marriage. We tried not to get into intimate situations but did
date for movies and dinner. He was a good manager and arranged for his sister
and her friend to spar with me. Both were lefties with Susan, the friend,
being much the same build as Maria.

Ken's plan for me is to fight one or two matches to get my confidence back
before challenging Maria for the title. The club that Ken fought out of was
holding a female fight nite and there was an opening in my weight class. I'd
be fighting a 5' 2" Asian lady who weighed in at 132 pounds and was a lefty. I
studied some videotape of her fights, which left a few unanswered questions.
She was in the top 10 junior welterweights at Ken's club and though she was
quick, she didn't seem to have a lot of power but she did have 8 knockouts to
her credit.

I was nervous entering my dressing room as I realized all of the people that
were working my corner tonite were almost strangers. My usual routine when I
was with George was to strip down to my bra and panties for a pre-fight
massage. Ken and I hadn't been intimate to date and Ken's sister, Kelly, and
Mike, who was Ken's cut man, were strangers. I apprehensively came out of the
bathroom wearing a loosely tied robe over my red bikini panties and matching
bra. I think I heard Ken groan as I removed the robe before I lay on the
trainer's table. Ken had hired a Swedish lady who was a Masseuse, to work me
over and limber me up before the fight. I returned to the bathroom and changed
into my fight attire, which consisted of green satin low-rise short-legged
boxing shorts and a matching padded sports bra. Kelly taped my hands and laced
on a pair of white 10 oz. gloves. I began to warm up by sparring with Ken.

It was finally fight time. I was both nervous and aroused, my nipples were now
the size of unshelled peanuts pushing against my satin top and I could feel my
pussy getting damp as my adrenaline began to flow. Ken walked in front of me
and held the ropes open for me to enter the ring. My opponent looked very calm
as she danced and shadow boxed in the opposite corner.

The MC, "Ladies and gentlemen, this fight is scheduled for 8 rounds. In the
corner to my right we have a newcomer to our club, Jillian Russell. Jill is 5'
8", weighs 138 pounds and has a record of 17 wins, 3 defeats with 9 knockouts.
Let's have a warm welcome for Ms. Russell. Jill's opponent to my left is our
own, Asian assassin, Jennifer Woo, who stands 5' 2" tall, weighs 132 pounds
with a record of 10 wins, 1 defeat, 1 draw with 8 knockouts. Please welcome
Ms. Woo."

I couldn't help thinking about her knockout percentage as the referee gave us
final instructions. I thought mine was good at 45% but hers was 67%. Had we
underestimated her ability?

R1 - I began the fight as Ken and I had planned, stay up on my toes, bob and
weave so that she never had a stationary target. I knew that Ms. Woo was quick
but I didn't expect her to have as much power as she had. I was content in the
first round to jab and if a good opportunity presented itself, I would throw a
power shot. Jennifer attacked my body from the first punch, stabbing me in the
solar plexus and breasts with stinging right jabs that seemed to come out of
nowhere. Jennifer definably won the first round and I was already hurting.

I was gasping for breath after having the wind knocked out of me twice. Ken
was telling me that I had to stop her right jab as he pulled the waistband of
my shorts out away from my tummy so I could breath easier. Kelly sponged me
off with cool water. I was ready for round 2.

R2 - I adjusted my stance to defeat Jennifer's right jab. I opened up with
some body shots and hurt her with one punch but it barely slowed her down. She
continued to work on my body, bringing left uppercuts into the waistband of my
shorts. They were legal but still caused some discomfort to my groin. Our
trunks were low rise so the top of the waistband was an inch or so below our
navels. I caught her with an uppercut to her chin, which didn't seem to phase
her but I did notice a little blood at the corners of her mouth near the end
of the round.

We both went back to our corners trying not to show any signs of pain but my
midsection was throbbing. Kelly tried to rub some of the pain from my tummy
without being too obvious.

R3 - She continued to go after my mid section and breasts. I got an opening
early and drove a stinging right into Jennifer's left cheek. Her legs buckled
and she clinched to stay up. I went after her trying to create an opening for
another right. I managed to score a weak left uppercut and staggered her
again. The crowd was going wild. I still had time to finish her off but she
clinched again. The ref pulled us apart and warned her for holding. I thought
that I could still put her away this round. I backed her to the corner and
began to pummel her with punches. I missed with a right and she drove her left
up just under my bra. I gasped in pain and my hands instinctively dropped to
the source of the pain leaving my head unprotected. Jennifer staggered me with
a right to the side of my head and I had to grab the ropes to stay up. The
referee began to count and was up to 7 before I was able to stagger away from
the ropes. The round ended before she could do more damage. It was all I could
do to walk to my corner. I had underestimated her power.

My head was spinning and my nose was bleeding slightly. Mike stopped the
bleeding while Ken and Kelly attempted to shake the cobwebs from my head. Ken
told me that Jennifer had probably won all the rounds so far and I needed to
do some damage. I was trying but the Asian was very elusive.

R4 - I went out to put some hurt on Ms. Woo but she had other plans and just
seconds into the round caught me with a left that landed just below my belly
button. The punch left me winded and as I wheezed for breath, Ms. Woo drove a
right uppercut under my chin, which dropped me on my shapely bum. I don't
think that I was hurt and I knew that I had to get to my feet but my legs
wouldn't move. I could hear Ken's voice shouting instructions and the referee
yelling numbers but both sounds distorted. I struggled to my feet using the
ropes and was looking at the referee. He yelled something and then Jennifer
was punching me again. I came to life after she hit my right breast, the sharp
pain awakened the rest of my body. I was woozy but able to keep her from doing
any major damage until the round ended but during that 50 seconds she had
scored with a number of body punches.

I wobbled to my corner exhausted. Jennifer had now won 4 rounds. I needed the
remaining 4 rounds for a draw which would be doubtful as she was on home turf.
I needed a knockout to avoid a loss. Ken talked strategy as Kelly and Mike
attempted to revitalize me. I could go for a knockout win and risk being
knocked out myself or I could box defensively hoping for a draw. Ken said it
was my choice..

R5 - I decide to impress Ken by going for the win. I opened up on Ms. Woo with
a couple of combinations to her head but the cumulative effect of her body
punches had bruised my ribs and breasts and it now hurt like hell to throw a
good punch. She looked a little surprised but quickly regained her composure
and fought back. We were now freely throwing power shots at each other, which
meant that this fight could end with a single punch. I tagged the young Asian
lady flush on the chin causing her legs to fold under her. Jennifer went to
the canvas like a ton of bricks. I had done it. I danced to a neutral corner
waiting for the referee to count Ms. Woo out but to my astonishment she pulled
herself up to beat the count. I moved in quickly to finish the job. Jennifer
was wobbly but she clinched to tie me up buying time to clear her head. The
whole audience was now on their feet anticipating a knockout. The referee
pulled us apart and I sent a stinging right for her chin but she somehow
managed to duck my punch and sent me to the canvas with a left uppercut. I
struggled to get to my feet before the referee made it to 10. I nodded to the
ref that I was ok but I could see two of Jennifer as she danced in the corner.
The bell saved me from a certain knockout.

I staggered to my corner with Ken meeting me and lowering me onto the stool.
My right eye was swollen and darkening and would certainly be black later. I
kept saying that I wanted to keep fighting but I think Ken knew that I should
call it a nite. Ken, Kelly and Mike worked on me for the full minute but
couldn't rejuvenate me.

R6 - We again began to slug it out. It hurt to just hold my arms up and
Jennifer knew that I was hers. She worked on my breasts and tummy with me
frantically trying to cover up. I could see Ken get up on the apron to toss
the towel into the ring to save me. Jennifer must have saw and knew it was her
last chance to knock me out as she snapped my head back with a left uppercut.
I remember feeling my head go back and dropping onto my bum but then the
blackness closed in. I came around to find Ken and Kelly working on me with
ice packs. Ken helped me to our corner and I tried to stand but couldn't as
the announcer gave the official results.

The announcer, "Your winner by knockout at 0:48 seconds of round 6 is the
Asian Assassin, Ms. Jennifer Woo. Let's show our appreciation for the valiant
effort of Ms. Russell and hope that she will be back in the ring soon."

My whole torso was bruised and sore, including my breasts that were somewhat
protected by my padded bra. I also ended up with a black eye and a mouse under
the other. I wasn't badly hurt and Ken comforted me but I was embarrassed to
say the least. My first fight without George had not gone well. I knew that I
was a better boxer than Jennifer Woo was but she had made me fight her fight
and had won. Ken wants me to accept a rematch as soon as possible.

Ken knew that I was horny going into the fight and we had discussed spending
our first nite together but I was too sore and poor Ken had to wait. I spent a
few uncomfortable days where I was forced to sleep on my back but like other
bruises, these healed.

A couple of days after the match we were contacted by a member of an Asian
Community Club who wanted to discuss hosting a rematch between Jennifer Woo
and me. They were offering to pay both fighters to hold the fight at their
club. Chung asked if I had ever done any Thai boxing and I told him that I had
done a little some time ago. His eyes lit up as he asked if I would consider
meeting Jennifer in a Thai boxing match.

Chung asked if he could speak openly without offending us. Ken told him to go
ahead. Chung looked at me and said, "Most matches are topless with the
combatants wearing a string bikini, 6 or 8 oz gloves and gum shield. You have
magnificent large breasts and my audience would pay big to see them,
especially if an Asian lady was punishing them. The fight is 3-minute round
with a 2-minute rest until one fighter is knocked out or the referee stops the
fight. I will pay you 500.00 for beginning the fight and another 1500.00 for
beginning round 3 and another 2000.00 if you win. Can we sign a contract?

I wouldn't begin topless I told him, my breasts are just too large to bounce
around without any support for the entire fight. Chung replied, "We work
something out. You come to our gym as my guests on Friday nite and watch some
fights. We can talk after.

Ken and I were both very aroused by Chung's proposal. It would certainly be a
test of my physical fitness, stamina and ability to endure pain.

Should I negotiate a Thai boxing contract to fight Ms. Woo or should I face
her again under the Marquis of Queensberry rules?

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