The boxer




After being told about this site and reading through some accounts, bullshit
or not, it's time for me to fess up, especially reading through some about
this maniac chick "Karen the boxer". I will tell you straight story so take it
for what's it's worth or not.

Grew up in the South, dropped out of school in 10th grade and earned my GED,
always had violence in my life and have been punching people in the face and
being punched in my face my entire life. How is that? I am now 27 and finally
living a normal life. My father was a drunk who beat my mom, me and my
siblings all the time and when he was finally killed on his motorcycle, while
of course driving drunk we were happy. And when I say he beat us, I mean he
punched us, kicked us, knocked out my brothers teeth, gave us all numerous
blackeyes and many a trip to the emergency room. Where we came from the police
did not interfere with scumbag drunks like him. Unfortunately, my mother, also
a raging alcoholic, and for good reason, was also a violent lady and beat us
with her fists and whatever she found around the house. I took off at 16 to
live with a boyfriend and never looked back except to rescue my younger
siblings years later and beat the fucking hell out of my "mother". So far so
bad, right? I have all the usual tattoo's, I too drank back then, smoked
cigarettes and did some drugs and fought, a lot. I was fearless, stupid,
strong and enjoyed inflicting pain on other women and as sick as it sounds, I
also enjoyed receiving pain and getting my ass kicked which my various
boyfriends were happy to oblige. I am 5'5'' and weighed about 125 back then
but I had power and like I said enjoyed throwing down wherever and with
whomever. I would fight, fuck and fought some more to get, I didn't know what,
satisfaction back then but I did a lot of all of that. My boyfriends would
arrange countless "cock fights" as they called them where we would fight
barefisted against other troubled assholes like me. There were guy fights, guy
VS girls fights and girl VS girl fights. They were all ugly, bloody and I
loved them all. My boyfriend, whomever I was fucking at the time, would do
couple fights VS, you guessed it, other "couples" and those were equally sick
and crazy. Sometimes the guys who lost would have to suck the cock of the
winner ( actually that became a HUGE HUGE turn on for me even when my guy
lost), I had bloody women who I beat up eat my ass and as sick as it sounds
hearing them do that and gag or cry in front of the guys was pretty much a big
turn on too. Keep in mind I was on the other end of those losses a few times
but all in all I would say it was 90/10 in my favor. More than once, after I
lost, my boyfriend would tell me to fuck the other guy or blow him or both, as
my "penalty" for losing. That I never liked even though I love to fuck. I got
away with a lot at first due to my good blonde and blue looks. Meaning that
nobody at first thought I could fight a damn bc I look like the girl next door
versus the angry and raging animal I was.

Sure, because of my looks, blonde and blue, pretty, excellent body, I received
my share of attention. I have a B cup and I am thin and wire-ry with some
visible muscle but under that I am strong and fearless and would ALWAYS be in
someones face bc I was one angry young lady due to my fucked up childhood. And
yes, I did some fucked up things to others in my lifetime with these fists
that I try to bury in my subconscious. I also fought for money quite a bit and
made as much as $1,000 per fight but usually around $300, which was fine bc
that would pay my expenses since I did not have a real job.

When I was 20 I met a cool guy, a real trained amateur boxer who brought me to
a new level of fighting. I had good stamina despite being a smoker back then
and he trained me as to the right way to throw a punch and all of that. I
enjoyed that and him a lot and since he was raised normal I really appreciated
his guidance despite knowing that deep inside I still carried a lot of pain,
resentment and violence as a result of my shitty upbringing. He showed me how
normal people live, we took long walks and talked about nice things VS angry
and violent things plus he was hot and enjoyed my aggression during sex. We
eventually broke up after I ended up fighting an old asshole boyfriend who was
talking shit about me in a barefisted fight in front of a bunch of our
friends. Before I met my b/f all of my fights were barefisted. What caused the
break up was me going over the top in that fight. This scumbag, Glenn, was not
much of a fighter and especially not much compared to the NEW trained me plus
he was always drugged or drunk. He was a skinny POS who was just no good to
the bone. It was not an arranged fight, we just happen to bump into him and my
b/f, the amateur boxer, did not want me to fight him but I had to. By the time
I was done with him, after maybe 5 minutes, my white tanktop had all of his
blood on it but the breaking point of my relationship was when I had him down
on the ground, behind this strip mall, I grabbed him by his greasy hair and
continued to punch him EVEN when it was obvious he was unconscious. I could
not stop myself and had no control whatsoever. That level of violence was too
much for my boyfriend and that was that. And I understand it.

I read a lot of stories like this on this site and that's why I am writing a
little about me. Why? Because I too fought this crazy cunt Karen, which is why
I am writing to begin with. How it all came about is a long story I don't feel
like typing but suffice it to say she changed my life, and not just my
fighting life, which I rarely do nowadays since I am more "normal".

When I first saw her upclose and live versus online pictures, I thought it was
a joke because she is really a very beautiful woman. Seeing her live, dressed
to the nines and the way she carried herself, with confidence and
sophistication, it was unlike anyone I have ever met before. She could have
been a model or something was my first impression and when she took off her
sweatshirt and saw that she was chiseled with muscle after muscle I was
impressed that a woman could have that kind of body and figured she was some
type of bodybuilder, gymnast or something and that I would kick her cunt ass.
It was really a sight I never saw before. As she was warming up in this
outdoor setting where we were scheduled to fight it was crystal clear she was
highly trained but I figured after I punched her in her perfect face with her
pearly white teeth she would crumble like so many before her, muscles or not.
I beat the holy fuck out of bigger girls and good number of punk guys so I was
not overly concerned. When I was still in my teens I would totally fuck up
older women who were like 10 plus years older with kids and they were tough
but I almost always came out on top. Most times I even fucked their loser
husbands and made decent money too.

Things did not go as planned to say the least. After just a few seconds her
long and strong and too accurate jab found its mark on my face and she broke
my nose. With all the fighting I did before her nobody ever broke my nose but
hearing that crack and the massive blood flow I knew it happened. That causes
a lot of blood which is distracting and after a couple of minutes I saw I was
outclassed. Not to say I did not land some good shots but bc she was so
muscular and in shape the body shots I landed did less than nothing and the
few shots I did land to her face did not slow her down. I never experienced
punching someone in the gut as many times as I did her and not have my
opponent double over or hit the ground and that includes the guys I beat up.
She talked a lot of shit during the fight calling me a hillbilly bitch, weak,
lowlife, etc., smiled too much and did a lot of prancing and posing along the
way. That's right , she was doing all of these muscle poses and flexing during
the fight and I was knocked unconscious at the end which may have been a good
thing because taking that kind of one sided beating not only brought back
memories of my childhood, it was damn right dangerous in the long term.
Everyone was filming it with their fucking phones too and those who hated me
absolutely loved watching me get my ass kicked. I have to repeat that bc it
was so surprising to me. I hit her full force with clean gut shots and I still
could not stop her!

Like others wrote, she was deranged in her actions after the fight when I was
finally awake and standing. She insisted I do several things I will not
mention and when I resisted she became very violent and I found myself on the
ground and in more pain so I had no choice but to do what she commanded me to
do in front of all of those people. I have been embarrassed many times before,
mostly from guys who I was made to fuck or blow but nothing like this,
nothing. There was a bunch of demeaning things she made me do but the worse
was getting on my knees and blowing some guy she was with, IN FRONT OF
EVERYONE, as she grabbed my hair and controlled all my movements as she told
me over and over again that I better "suck him dry and if one drop of cum
falls to the floor she would rip my fucking head off" and since I do love sex
as much as I do I instinctively was going to anyway, the only good news was he
came fast. Keep in mind I was a bloody mess, one eye totally closed, my body
ached and the humiliation or not being able to stop her humiliating me was the
worst. Horrible. Quick aside- the bitch ass she was with was not a fighter and
I would give anything to know who this fucker is so I could hunt him down and
fuck him up as badly as possible.

However, in the long run in my life it taught me a lot and began my journey of
entering the world as a normal person. I did some fist fighting afterwards but
I knew or at least I wanted to enter a new phase of my life and bury my ugly
past. All that to say, I still HATE her cunt guts, 6 years later and I know I
can never beat her since she proved she was levels better than me. She posted
our fight on her site or maybe x rated website which SUCKED for me but what
could I do about that? I watched a LOT of her other fights that she posted,
against women of all sorts and guys too and she is an amazing fighter. It is
still amazing how someone so beautiful, with a body that is so athletic
looking and so muscular, can use her fists to easily beat me and knock me out.
I did in fact visit her site gosh knows, 100 times, to watch her other videos
and pictures and she has it all but I still hate her and think she is a sick
depraved woman. Worse yet, she is the mother of I think 3 kids! I wish her
only the worst and beg everyone to harass her at karzo1@yahoo.com. Everytime
someone emails me I tell them to fuck off and harass her and as I see on her
site, they do. Do NOT visit her site bc she brags about how many people do and
I know for a fact, since I have visited her site, that there is a whole
section where people leave comments praising her beauty, oogling her body and
all of that shit. But more importantly, no matter who you are, do not fight
her unless you want to be totally fucked up, humiliated beyond whatever you
think, dominated in ways that few deserve and treated like a piece of shit sex
object for her delight. Fuck her forever! She is old now, at least 45 but I
hear different things so who knows. She is also a lawyer and I checked that
online since her site gives her full name and address, in Florida and a lot of
other personal info about her family so it was easy to check.

I no longer live in the south, have a full time job I enjoy, am dating a good
man and try not to fight anymore and be more normal. I still drink socially,
smoke socially but not much and do not do any drugs at all anymore. I am now
close with my siblings but was all know that we all need more therapy to get
over the crap childhood that still haunts us. I do plan on having my own
family someday I hope.