Sofia




I had no intention of beating those boys bloody or making them cry but it was
not my fault.

My name is Sofia, I am 33 years old, divorced three times, a Sociology
professor here in Las Vegas and an amateur kickboxer. Whew, Ok some more
information for you. I am Mexican American, first generation, 5'6 135 lbs, I
have been told I am "an exotic beauty" by several men, heterosexual, slightly
muscular and 34c-25-34. I started out boxing in my backyard and was taught by
my Dad and over the years competed in several local boxing matches in Texas,
where I grew up. I never lost a match in those tournaments and enjoyed
fighting as it was the exact opposite of my scholastic side, plus it kept me
in great shape and the boys liked it! At 16 I started kickboxing and by 21 had
my blackbelt and started fighting as an amateur at age 26. I am now 23-4-2
with 16 knockouts. OK you get the picture.

I live in this condo complex and between work, the gym and some dating I am
very busy. Yes, I have been married three times, the first at 18 (too young)
and that lasted a year and the next two lasted longer but I always pick the
wrong men. I do like them wild and crazy and I love tattoo's on my men as I
have a few myself in "hidden" places and nothing like having a good strong
body to compliment my own. Before you even ask, yes, I have fought men since I
was a child but beating them is nothing I aim for although I have to say, I
can write a book about some that I have ripped apart and even knocked out
cold.

In any event, in this complex where I live there are a fair share of college
kids whose parents pay for them to live here. There were these two cute guys
who always came around me when I was at the pool and one was taking my class.
They knew they were too young for me and we always kidded around in a playful
and respectful manner. They knew about my kickboxing but never really believed
me I found out. Since they were never allowed in my condo to see the plethora
of trophies and medals I have plus I am certainly no tough girl in the way I
conduct myself, I could understand that.

One sunny Sunday afternoon I was at the pool reading when they came over to
talk and quite honestly gawk. Leon was very impressed with my muscles and
always asked me questions about my exercise routine which was sweet. This
particular day they were both on the frisky side and they asked me to arm
wrestle them. Also nothing I do much of although I am asked ALL the time to do
so. So we walked over to a table and chairs and I have to say in no time I
pinned them both. I am no bodybuilder or powerlifter but I am an athlete and
am strong and even though these guys outweighed me by 50 lbs I was able to
beat them easily. They were not happy and some harsh words were exchanged and
we agreed to escalate this little contest to abdominal punching between us but
I knew that was a bad idea since they were ill equipped.

We went upstairs to my condo and standing there in front of them wearing my
favorite blue bikini we agreed on the rules of 4 punches each with our hands
behind our backs. Since it was 2 VS 1 I went first. It was stupid since
neither boy had any fighting experience. I had Leon stand in front of me and
threw just two hooks to his belly and he dropped screaming in pain and rolling
around the floor. It was really no big deal for me. Since he was out of
commission for a while I told Becker to take his shots and he did. I stood in
front of him and told him to go ahead and with horrible form he hit me 4x as I
watched his fists bounce off my abdominals and his face get red with
embarrassment. OK my turn. Same thing as he stood in front of me and I leveled
him with 4 punches sinking my fists deep into his belly as he dropped to his
knees and turned purple, better than Leon but still no contest. At this point
Leon was standing but not doing great and Becker was on all 4's gasping for
breath. I told Leon to follow me into the other room so I could show him all
of my trophies so he knew what he was dealing with and everything I told him
was true. Watching his face was terrific as he was super impressed and told me
he understood. I faced him and said OK Leon, your turn and in that small extra
bedroom with the trophies and him lacking all confidence he took his best
shots. He threw all 4 blows into my abs and nothing happened and I smiled at
him and pointed out his erection and I laughed in his face and walked out to
see Becker who was sitting on the couch trying to console himself.

Leon was not a happy camper and told Becker about all of my trophies and they
both got mad as if I tricked them into this contest when we all know whose
fault it really was. Leon, the one with the big mouth was getting loud and
called me a bitch which was really out of left field and I was angry with his
immature actions and told him and Becker to get out before I hurt them. They
both had to know that I could based on what they just experienced and saw in
the spare bedroom. Next thing Leon said was "make us leave" so I looked at him
and said " listen boys you both just got humiliated, you both have erections
and I pointed to them and you will both be injured unless you leave NOW. With
that Becker stands up and says "I will kick your ass like all of your husbands
did to you". Which of course was untrue since there was never any violence
between me and my x-husbands. However, I was angry and I threw a left hook
into Becker's jaw and I kicked Leon square in his abs. Both boys had no idea
what hit them and both were on the floor and Becker was half out of it from
just one very hard punch. I did not want to do any more damage but thought if
I did not make my point they would never leave. While they were down on my
carpet I bent down and started slapping Becker more times than he deserved and
with blood in his mouth and his eyes rolling back I stopped and left him
there. I then walked over to Leon who was immobilized by the kick and did the
same to him but more slaps and even harder until I composed myself and
stopped. And in chorus they both started sobbing like the babies they are, I
have to say it was great. I stood there with my hands on my hips knowing,
naturally, I could really hurt these two kids but knowing they learned their
lessons and would be greatly affected by what occurred today. Let's just say I
have been here before with these types of things.

After 20 minutes of their sobbing I told them both to stand up and as I
watched them snivel and shake I ordered them out of my condo but had them
crawl to the door and they left. And that was supposed to be my relaxing day
at the pool.

I never saw them at the condo complex again but I did have Leon in my class
the next semester which was interesting.