Jack and Jill Went Up the Hill - Part 3
By Beaten Man   replies to humbled@abeatenman.com 
One would come tumbling down


Chapter 9

Jill ignored the punches thrown to her stomach and when the cross came at her
she took it on her right forearm and buried her left fist in Jack's stomach.
She followed with her right over the top straight to his nose and then her own
left hook to Jack's jaw. The left snapped his head to the side and brought
both his arms up in front of his face.

"How do you like it so far ass hole?" she asked him as she stepped in and
pounded at his middle. The feel of his face on her fist had ignited a fire in
her body. Hearing his grunts from her stomach shots gave her a sexual tingle
of pleasure. Her confidence was beginning to soar. She was enjoying the fight.

Jack took advantage of her stepping in close and grabbed her arms, spinning
her around to the ropes as he did. He threw a short left and a short right to
either side of her jaw as he pushed her against the ropes. Jill took both
punches and threw her own short left, right combo to Jacks chin, grabbing him
to tie him up after the exchange. The two fighters wrestled along the ropes
cursing at each other like two enraged sailors.

Ed O'Hearly, from his vantage point ringside, was dumbfounded. Pleased, but
dumbfounded..

Over the screams of the men hollering for Jack to beat the bitch's ass he
could hear the sounds of their punches landing. So far Jill had fought the
much larger Jack to a standstill. The fight was a non stop punch fest and to
this point the hot looking female with the wildly bouncing tits was more than
holding her own.

Jack had landed several heavy punches to the body and tested her chin on more
than one occasion. She had taken the blows and fired right back without giving
an inch. She had already extended him farther than half the men he'd fought at
the bar over the past year. She was more than a match for him skill wise, a
rarity in Jack's matches up until now, and her hands were even faster than
Jack's.

The men Jack had fought had quickly wilted under his blistering body attack.
With her Jack's punches appeared to be bouncing harmlessly off her body. Her
own punches were snapping his head back and causing him to grunt in pain when
they landed on his body. This was not at all the massacre that he had
expected. It was a competitive fight and the outcome was anything but certain.
At least until now.

Standing next to Ed, but now pounding on the ring apron with her open hand,
Nancy was screaming her head off for Jill to "nail the cock sucker again". Her
language in mixed company shocked even her. She couldn't help it, she was
excited. Now that the battle was joined in earnest she had forgotten about her
fear for Jill and was completely wrapped up in the action. Her's was the
loudest voice in the bar.

The other thirteen women in the bachelorette party were standing on their
chairs and whooping like wild Indians every time Jill landed a punch. One was
so animated she actually toppled off her chair and landed on the table next to
theirs, spilling the drinks and sending three drunk men scurrying for cover.
Another kept slapping the back of the head of the man in front of her every
time he would yell for Jack to fight harder.

The two fighters broke from their clinch, still standing along the ropes right
above Ed and Nancy, and exchanged right and left hands to each others stomach
and jaw, . After the quick exchange Jack again grabbed Jill's arms but not
before she unloaded a straight right which split his nose. The big punch
brought a huge "way to go" from Nancy and loud yells from the other women. The
men in the crowd groaned collectively as Jack again spun her into the ropes
and Jill wrestled back trying to free her fists as they turned.

The bar was alive with men and women yelling at the top of their lungs as the
fighters rolled along the ropes. Not a person was still seated. Everyone was
on their feet. The excitement and tension of the crowd was palpable.

Blood lust was in the air.

Chapter 10

Jack was confused as he wrestled with Jill along the ropes. The Jill he knew
had gone to her knees when ever he had hit her. She would plead with him not
to hit her again.

This Jill absorbed his punches without a sound and fired right back at him
like a tornado. His normally reliable body attack didn't seem to have any
effect on her at all. Punching her stomach was like hitting a brick wall. Her
chin was damned good too, he had nailed her several times to the chin and jaw
but so far he hadn't been able to snap her head back or slow her counter
punches.

That was the other thing. Her last punch to his nose had shook him more than
he'd let on. The blood was streaming and he was sure it was broken. The easy
fight he was expecting was anything but easy. He had already taken more
punishment than he would have dreamt possible and would have a tough time
fighting again anytime soon. He could only hope the other fighters got equally
banged up in their matches.

But other opponents weren't really on his mind. The opponent in front of him
was all he could think about. Normally Jack liked to stay on the outside and
box using his jab to soften up an opponent. Then when the opponent was rocked
a few times he would step in and pound the body until the hands came down.
Once the hands were down he would go back upstairs and take them out.

The problem was, Jill was out jabbing him and her defensive skills were
formidable. Her counter punches thrown from the outside had an awful lot of
mustard on them when she could get her arm fully extended, like she had with
that last punch.. He was now forced to keep her in close and just exchange
short punches with her. He was confident she would crumble after enough
exchanges but he was going to have to take an awful lot of punishment getting
it done. His ribs were aching from her body shots and he was beginning to feel
the punches to his usually impenetrable stomach.

He was going to need some shortcuts to keep the punishment to a minimum. Jack
was not above taking shortcuts. He just hated to admit to himself that he
needed them against his ex wife.

Jack suddenly stepped back from the clinch and threw a straight right at
Jill's right breast. The punch landed squarely and her breast flattened under
the impact. Jill screamed in pain and her hands flew to her stricken breast.
Jack stepped forward and drove his knee into her crotch. Jill grunted and fell
forward against Jack. He pushed her off and unloaded an uppercut that caught
her flush on the button. Jill's delicious ass sat down hard on the canvas.

She was sitting next to the ropes right in front of the screaming Nancy. Her
knees were elevated and the bottoms of her feet were on the canvas. Her hands
were on the canvas behind her supporting her weight so that she wouldn't fall
back.

Nancy was yelling at Ed to disqualify Jack and the other women were screaming
foul. Most of the men were cheering the knock down but a few, including most
of the other fighters, were booing Jack's tactics.

Jack stood over the seated Jill and leaned down with his right fist drawn
back. He was going to nail her right were she sat.

Chapter 11

Ed was arguing with Nancy about Jack's tactics. His punch to the tit was legal
but the knee was not. She wanted Jack disqualified and the fight stopped.
Neither of them noticed Jack winding up a punch at the seated Jill. Someone
yelled out "he's going to hit her while she's down" and they both turned just
as Jack was releasing the right hand. Ed yelled that he would be disqualified
if he hit his downed opponent.

Jack didn't hear Ed but Jill did. She was not going to let this fight be
stopped. She kicked up with her left foot and caught the leaning Jack in the
chest with the ball of her foot before he could get the disqualifying punch to
her head. Jack let out an "oof" and was knocked backwards several feet.

Jill turned to Ed and Nancy with a look on her face that froze them both. "No
one stops this fight" she growled at them. " No one" Then she turned her head
back to Jack.

"You're slipping Jack" she said "What happened to your punch? It used to hurt.
I'm going to do you a big favor and put your fighting days behind you" She
raised her right arm and flexed her bicep. "This ones going to break your
face". Then she flexed her left arm and said "this ones going to bust up your
body. I'm not going to stop until you've gotten everything I owe you, and
that's an awful lot"

Jack looked down at her and said "you're crazy if you think you can scare me
while you're sitting on you ass".

"You're scared all right" she answered. "Where's the threats, where's the
bravado? You and I both know I'm going to kick your ass"

Jack looked at her determined eyes and at her swelling biceps and he was
scared. Not of being hurt, he'd been hurt before. But the thought of being
bested by his ex wife was now creeping into his mind. He'd wanted to bust her
up more than he'd ever wanted anything in his life. Even the thought of him
being at her mercy instead filled him with dread. The dread of humiliation.
For the first time in his fighting life he was not cock sure of winning. That
feeling scared him too.

He wasn't going to show it though. "Get up cunt and let's see if you can back
up that big mouth" he said.

"I can" she said as she stood.. "Your mine now".

Chapter 12

The next five minutes featured the most intense battle anyone had ever seen at
O'Hearly's Sports Bar. The two former lovers and now hated enemies stood toe
to toe and exchanged literally dozens of short, chopping punches. The crowd
was on it's collective feet screaming with every punch landed by the two sweat
drenched fighters.

As soon as she was up Jill headed right at Jack. Jack too moved into Jill
wanting to keep her as close as possible. The two collided in a blistering
salvo of lefts and rights.

Jill threw an overhand right that caught Jack's eye, his right landed on her
cheek . Her left hooked to his jaw and he threw a left, right, left combo into
her stomach. Jill nailed him with an uppercut through his combination and then
pounded his middle with her own left and right.

Jack stepped in even closer behind a left to her breast and a right cross to
her jaw. She pounded back at his ribs with her right twice and then used it to
hook to his jaw. They were now in so close that their heads were touching.
Their fists were held high and in close to their cheeks as they punched back
and forth almost as if taking turns. Most of the punches now were to the ribs,
stomach and solar plexus with the occasional short uppercut or hook to the
side of the head. Every punch thrown by both of them was landing.

Jack kept pressing in but Jill refused to back up and instead leaned into him.
With each punch she landed she asked Jack a question. "Remember when you
punched me in the stomach and I miscarried"? she asked as her right hook found
and closed his right eye. "Do you ever think about the Christmas you broke my
nose"? she wanted to know as she flattened his nose with a left cross and
drove him back a step.. "How about the time you came home drunk and fractured
my cheek, remember that"? she queried as she drove her left fist deep into his
stomach and then cracked his jaw bone with a crushing right that snapped his
head around, spraying Nancy and the other front row patrons with a shower of
sweat, and forced him back another step.

Jack punched back furiously but it wasn't enough. Jill had the faster hands
and was the harder puncher that night. Her body was unyielding to his blows
and hers were chopping him up. Slowly she drove him back towards the ropes
with an overpowering attack. She shifted to the body as his punches slowed and
broke two of his ribs with one short but devastating right. She pounded his
stomach with a six punch barrage that buckled his knees and forced every drop
of air from his body. As he sagged she shattered his teeth with a tremendous
overhand right that propelled him backwards and left him hanging on the ropes.

As she stepped towards him he slid to his knees and then pitched forward face
down at her feet. The thunderous cheers from fourteen women was deafening as
Jack's battered face hit the canvas.

"Get up Jack, we're not done yet" Jill said as she stood over him.

Chapter 13

Jill was standing over Jack looking like an Amazon warrior. Her short, white
trunks and her fists were dripping with his blood. Blood she was thirsting for
more of. Her left eye was cut and her nose was running red with her own blood.
Her cheek and lips were cut and she had a tremendous black and blue mark that
covered her entire right breast. She was drenched in sweat that ran from her
head, arms and breasts down her body and dripped to the floor. Every muscle in
her body was swollen and tensed

Ed shouted at her that it was over and that she'd won. She looked at him over
her shoulder and told him it wasn't over until she said it was. She shouted
that she'd kill anyone that set foot in the ring.

The crowd suddenly went quiet

Jill's body was alive and her loins were burning with a volcanic heat. As she
had driven Jack back across the ring the fire had grown with every punch she'd
landed. As he'd slid to his knees it had flared like a sun burst and when his
face hit the floor the scorching fire had become almost orgasmic. She wanted
more. She was insane with a passion to beat him further and completely
humiliate him. Nothing else would still the fire, Nothing else mattered.

She rolled him over with her foot and then demanded again that the groggy
fighter get up.

His right eye was swollen closed and his left eye was a tiny slit. His nose
and jaw were broken. His body was covered in angry welts and several ribs were
cracked. half his teeth had been knocked out and the rest were cracked or
floating. Blood, sweat, snot and teeth were pooled by his head.

He could barely see the woman who now towered over him. She appeared to be ten
feet tall and the muscles in her arms, to him, looked like boulders. Even her
heaving breasts looked formidable.. The thought of facing her again sickened
him.

"I' can't" he mumbled up at her. "You win, I'm done"

"Get up" she yelled again, this time kicking him in his broken ribs.

Jack struggled to rise, finally making it to his knees. As he knelt in front
of Jill she grabbed two hands full of his hair and pulled him to his feet.

"Fight" she demanded and punched him in the stomach.

Jack collapsed against her and threw his arms over her shoulders for support.
She held him around the chest and hissed in his ear "Fight you pussy bastard".

"No more please" he moaned in her ear.

"If you're going to beg get on your knees" she told the beaten fighter as she
released him.

Jack slowly sank towards the floor. His face left a trail of blood across her
breasts and stomach as he slid down her body. He came to rest on his knees
with his face laying against her blood stained trunks.

Every place his face touched on the way down came alive. The nipples on her
breasts hardened and thrust forward, electric shocks ran from her chest to her
groin. His face against her now soaked crotch caused the fire to explode.

She saw and heard no one in the deathly quiet bar. She was alone in her own
private world living out a dream she had dreamed every night since she was
nineteen years old. The destruction and complete humiliation of Jack Pulter at
her hands,

She grabbed his head and forced his shattered nose and swollen lips against
her crotch, grinding his face against her pussy until she erupted in a
pulsating climax. Waves of sensual pleasure escaped her as her body was
wracked by shudder after shudder and she moaned aloud.

When she was done she drove her knee into what was left of Jack's face sending
him sprawling flat on his back. She put her foot on his chest and pointed down
at his face. "Anytime you'd like a rematch let me know".

From ringside Nancy started to clap, after a moment she was joined by the
other woman and then slowly, one by one, everybody in the bar joined in the
applause. As they clapped Ed O'Hearly climbed into the ring and raised Jill's
hand, her foot was still resting on Jack's chest.

"Ladies and Gents" he began "The winner by a knockout and a real knockout
herself. At ten minutes and forty seconds with the most unusual finishing move
I've ever seen, The woman who I intend to someday make my wife, Joltin Jill
Stratton"

Jill looked over at the handsome, forty something owner of the successful bar
and thought to herself, I could do a lot worse..

"Do you think you could go two rounds with me" she asked

"Not in the ring" Ed answered "But I'd give it a shot anyplace else"