The REAL Karen the Boxer--stay away




I really can't take it anymore and have to get back at her and tell everyone
the TRUTH about Karen. OK, let's put it out there now. My name is Hal and I
was Karen's most recent boyfriend to get the boot out of the blue and be
kicked to the curb like yesterday's trash. I was devoted to her, got my ass
kicked twice by her, broke off my engagement to a woman of my dreams for
her,put my life on hold for her, was loyal to her despite always knowing she
saw other men, bought her expensive gifts, volunteered my time for her
charities and did EVERYTHING and ANYTHING she wanted. The result of all of
this? She breaks up with me just like that and it's over. I feel and felt
TERRIBLE. AWFUL. I broke off an engagement with a wonderful lady because I was
captured by all of Karen's shit. Yes, I blame myself but I need to expose this
lady for who she really is. After receiving a call or I should say several
calls from some of her friends explaining that I was not the first that this
happened to and then being directed to this site I felt I have to tell the
world, no matter the consequences, and believe me I know the violent side of
her, that I have to tell the world. Time for ME to feel better and time for
someone else besides that control freak to be in control.

I first saw Karen in a gym where my fiance was having a photoshoot. My fiance
is a professional and well known fitness/figure "star" who like me is from the
Midwest and we met here in Florida. She is stunningly beautiful and fit and
more beautiful inside. Meeting her was the best thing that ever happened to me
and I blew it and will regret it forever. Our romance was fast and furious and
we had so much in common and proposing to her after she finished in the top 5
at the Arnold was a dream come true. Until Karen entered my life we were
planning our wedding. So, at this photoshoot it was quite obvious that the
photographer was pre-occupied with someone clanging weights in the far corner
and was taking these long breaks from shooting my fiance. She was becoming
annoyed as I was and because it was for a major magazine cover, her first by
the way, we both decided not to make a fuss. However, after a while I had it
up to here and walked over and see him shooting this other woman. Yeah, seeing
Karen for the first time did stop me in my tracks and I admit to watching her
lift and shadow box. But I had to say something and did. When I politely
inquired to what was going on it was like I was invisible. I was forced to
walk between Karen and the photographer when I first saw "the look". Karen was
punching the air in some intense shadow boxing deal , in a pool of sweat at
that point, wearing this powder blue sportbra and matching shorts and she
turned towards me with sweat cascading down her face and said " if you don't
move away NOW I will break your fucking jaw". I t was not the words that were
half as shocking as the look. The look burned through my head and went through
my body like hearing about the death of a relative-pierced my soul. I did not
know what to do. Was she going to hit me? I am 6'1'' and in really good shape
but in no way a fighter, never have even once been in a fight. But if she was
stupid enough to hit me I thought I would punch her back as I was angry.
Everyone was staring at me and I found myself meekly backing away and walking
back to my fiance who was not so patiently waiting. There was something about
that look in her eyes that was intimidating. Eventually the photographer and
lighting people returned, apologized and completed the shoot. The cover and
inside really helped launch her career.

A month or so later while shopping in South Beach I spotted Karen again with
two women from the gym one of who I knew. I felt a little nervous in my
stomach as I approached them. All three were beautiful ladies with Karen
standing out due to her height and what she was wearing as those abdominal's
were on full display. I hugged and kissed the one I knew and was introduced to
the other two and it was crystal clear Karen had no idea who I was. For
whatever reason I could not control my emotions, which I learned is not
uncommon when around Karen, and reminded of our first meeting. After a few
seconds she said she remembered even though later on she would tell me she had
no idea what I was talking about and only said she did because I was cute. The
next time I saw her, which was at least 2 months later was in the gym and
that's when things changed. There was a buzz in the gym and I noticed it and
felt it. It was only my second time in this particular gym and the only reason
I was at this very upscale place that I would never afford was that at my
fiance's level she was offered free membership everywhere. The logic being
that other guests would see nationally known fitness people working out there
and think if they join the gym they could look like that too. Dumb of course
but she had memberships to every gym in South Florida and as a result in some
cases they gave one to me too. So I walk in and I see the whose who of South
Florida, I could smell the money but I also felt the buzz as many people were
staring at Karen. I have seen this with my fiance in spades many times but not
like this. In the far corner was a heavybag and speed bag and there she was
doing her thing as 3/4 of the gym either stared or snuck looks. Hitting the
speed bag was a site I never saw but sporadically on TV watching professional
men train. She hit it with a rhythm and a power I never saw up close and she
did it for a long time. She looked like she just jumped out of a pool in terms
of how soaken wet in sweat she was and there were solid muscles everywhere
with a back and shoulders that my fiance as a PROFESSIONAL would be jealous
of. OK I admit that and I will admit other attributes about Karen but have to
tell you there is nobody more controlling, volatile temper, conceited to a
level I will not be able to describe, selfish, self centered and mean. What
eventually happened and it all happened so fast, about an hour after watching
that show of her on the speed and heavy bag she was at the juice bar reading
and drinking and talking to a stream of people. I sat at the other end of the
bar and kept staring at her, like everyone else and all of a sudden I see her
motioning me over with her finger. I was not sure and in fact surely though
she was not meaning me. Before I knew it I found myself being pulled into her
magnetic field- that is what it was like. We were talking and whereas last
time we "spoke" at the photo shoot she was staring through my head now she had
this beautiful smile, sweet tone, friendly conversation and she invites ME out
for a drink right there and then. I found myself saying yes even though I had
to meet my fiance for dinner as we were planning our wedding. So we both
showered at the gym and met at this bar as I called my fiance and made up and
excuse to push dinner off an hour. Imagine the pull this Karen has, I am lying
to my own fiance!! An hour turned into THREE as I could not pull myself away
from Karen. I walked her to her car and she kissed me long and deep and told
me, not asked, to come to her house for dinner the next night. Was left
standing in the parking lot with my head spinning, a bulge in my pants that I
never experienced and an angry fiance.

I am laying this whole truthful and embarrassing story out for the world to
see since I am pretty much finished in Florida and have my life ruined. Watch
out and avoid Karen is the message. You will only be used and abused and
kicked to the curb like others.

The next day as she requested I went to her house. Well, first off I have
never been in a house like that in my life. Gigantic, all white and glass, on
the intercoastal, indoor and outdoor pools, a full gym, marble and granite
everywhere, just incredible to see. There were at least two housekeepers
running around wearing all white and one guy dressed in street clothes doing
this and that and Ilearned that he was one of her personal slaves. Slaves???
Crazy. She had more property, more landscaping, more fountains then ever saw
in my 29 years. She greets me at the door and my head exploded. She is wearing
this tight purple sexy top with sequins that had her nipples sticking out so
far I thought she might have been expecting someone else or just got out of
bed screwing someone. Low rider jeans that exposed her most famous muscle
group, her abs with flat white sandals that had these colored stones on them.
I was not sure what to do, hug her, kiss her, run for my life so I waited for
her. She reaches up and puts her muscular arms around my neck and gives me a
kiss that almost made me shoot my load in my new jeans that I bought for this
dinner. Meantime I lied to my fiance and told her I was meeting friends. We
never did have dinner. She showed me around the house and her totally
outrageous yard and ended up talking the whole night. Now talking for so many
hours with a damn erection the size of the Statue of Liberty is no small task.
She did most of the talking and told me to take a walk around her property.
Watching her walk from behind as her top had a simple string keeping it on I
was amazed how V shaped her body was. Afterall I live with a PROFESSIONAL
fitness person and this Karen looks more defined and stronger. It was freaky.
When we were in the middle of the yard she turned towards me and put my hands
on her biceps and did a double bicep pose that was surprising to even me who
lived with a professional athlete. First off they popped to a size that was
surprising, next they were harder then the granite in her kitchen and then she
says, in an evil tone that she could beat the shit out of me if she wanted. I
was taken aback but totally turned on by her, her body and her attitude. Did
she actually think at 135 pounds she could take me? Inside I laughed. To say
we made love would not be accurate, to say she fucked me would be. Looking
back I realize that Karen. Controlling, dominant, strong and always doing what
is best for one person,the ultra conceited Karen. I was disappointed in myself
for cheating on the first true love of my life and fiance. Lying there on my
back looking up to the sky and seeing Karen on top of me made me feel well
like a man but the cheating thing was getting to me. We spoke as she stayed on
top and stayed in her when something happened that never happened to me in my
life. I feel my cock getting hard again and see her abs contracting slightly
and realize that once again she is fucking me, not the other way around, and
she is doing this with her vaginal muscles only. No hip action, nothing crazy
but she had such control, such a sexuality that not only is she getting me
hard for a second time in a short time but she is controlling me with her
pussy muscles. The conceited, self centered it's all about me Karen has just
captured another guy.

I ended up breaking off the engagement with a beautiful lady only to become a
toy for this horrible lady. Karen beat me up twice in that same yard where we
first did it. She wanted to teach me a lesson- never quite understood what
lesson that was but I can tell you that getting beaten up is not fun and not
good for ones ego. The first time she did it was in front of 2 of her fellow
fighting girlfriends that freaked me out for a long time. Being giggled at was
a lot to handle and seeing these woman in the gym sucked. I was angry as hell
and almost left her and of course on hindsight should have. At this informal
pool party was just the 4 of us and looking back on it she walked me right
into this fight. We went from swimming and talking to standing there in our
bathing suits wearing boxing gloves and that shit to protect our teeth in our
mouths. It did not take long for her to knock me to the ground to the point my
legs would not let me stand as these women laughed. Right in front of them I
was made to gingerly walk into the pool, with Karen helping me like a wounded
soldier, still wearing those gloves and she fucked me in the pool in front of
them. My back was against the wall of the pool, she held me up by my ass and
fucked me like a toy- it was dehumanizing in many ways. I was so embarrassed I
did not talk to her until the next day. But yes I stayed and dealt with it and
endured another beating months later and this time was knocked out. I was in a
funk for a week after that one but still stayed loyal to her. I dealt with her
control issues, her cheating on me, her constant need to be "satisfied"
sexually and with compliments, seeing her receive gifts of all types, her
constant posing in every and any mirror she saw, seeing salesgirls in stores
ask her questions about her body,seeing people stare at her, seeing her dress
inappropriately so many times. The most conceited, controlling, non-stop
action, horrible ,mean person I know. She broke up with me with as little
compassion that one could imagine. The only time I have ever seen an
introspective Karen,a Karen that was not flexing, fucking or talking about
herself was when she lost a fight in the gym to a guy. I actually felt sorry
for her believe it or not seeing this side of her. This guy kicked her ass and
I am telling the world it was a beautiful site seeing her go down and being
unable to stand up as the gym owner stopped it. Taking her home in a state
like that made me smile from ear to ear but never in front of her. Her sitting
stone quiet and beaten in the car as I drove her, instead of HER driving me
(read:CONTROL!!!) was great. Showering her and not hearing how strong and sexy
she was and for her not to be flexing was GREAT. It did not last long but it
was fabulous.

My warning to any guy who is caught up now or who will be caught up is. Forget
the pretty smile, forget the body and aura of sex, forget any and all
attributes on the outside. This woman will physically beat you,
psychologically control you, is as high maintenance as you can imagine just
ask her two husbands one of whom had the living shit and then some beaten out
of him and is so under her spell still comes around like a dog. Stay away from
this nut. All she wants is herself.

Listen to me, the woman has NO redeeming value. Maybe nobody can match her
physical attributes, OK, but who cares? Does anyone need a fuck that bad? Does
anyone need to be BEATEN, be with a conceited, mean spirited, self centered,
the world revolves around me, constantly flexing and showing off her body,
screwing around on the side type of person? You won't get her money, you won't
get her loyalty, you will NEVER satisfy her sexually (impossible) , she will
abuse you in bed, slap you in public, mouth fuck you for a week, not ask but
make you do things sexually that are insane, make you count her pushups and
situps EVERY damn day for her obnoxious morning and every morning workouts. It
is a worthless waste of time where YOU will lose each an d every time. void
the pain and find someone who is a 7,8,9, or even a 10 but is nice. A 100
Karen is not even worth a one night stand. And by the way, she will read this
and may knock on my door and knock me out. Let her try, I am ready to fight
back! Hal