Carmen's  16th story about wrestling and boxing
by Carmen
Brief informative life reflections of my fighting life Part 16


My Email: RNMEXGYM@aol.com please email me questions and comments. I am not
looking for opponents!!

Hi everyone,

I am reporting on a fist fight I had pre-arranged and took place on 2/14/10.
Strange enough I was contacted about 3 months prior via email by some guy who
wanted me to fight his girlfriend. I usually say no and move on but he gave me
some very compelling reasons why I should. He mentioned she was a world class
kickboxer and lightweight ISKA champion for several years and has not fought
in 2 years for a variety of reasons I cannot tell you. She was turning 30
years old and was "dying" to have a fist fight with me after reading my
stories. Her height and weight, 5'6 135 were all fine and I thought it might
be interesting and a good challenge. From there I put Richard on the case to
check her out like nobody can of course and everything checked out perfectly.
I was getting excited about it since the last and only two fistfights I had
were against the same guy and both were easy knockouts and a TON of fucking
fun on every level. I know I did not write about the second one yet and will
eventually. I mean on our second fight I beat the shit out of him and raped
him twice and well I will fill you in on the details when I write about it.
Long and short of it I am HOOKED on fist fighting like you cannot believe but
wanted more competition and thought this former pro would be it.

We agreed to meet, the four of us, me and Richard and her and her b/f after we
exchanged maybe 30 pictures of each other and spoke on the phone. We met and
she was exactly who she represented to be which was nice. They agreed upon the
money which ended up being a total of $10,000, which is of great importance to
me, and she was also a nice person. California through and through. Sun
tanned, blond, 5'6 135, lean muscles, nice smile, seemed bright and DEFINITLEY
knows her fighting. She has been in martial arts as long as I have been in
gymnastics, which is forever. She knocked out her first opponent when she was
just 14 years old and the woman she KO'd was 34 and a black belt so everyone
knew she had something special. From 20-25 she fought in Southeast Asia and
turned professional here at 25 and kicked ass and won a belt. My mistake was
agreeing to kickboxing vs strait fist fight. I have done some but this woman
is a professional. I was confident or maybe stupid enough to know that if I
plant this fist on her pretty little jawline that she would go out but not
thrilled that kicking gave her a huge advantage. Last thing was she gave me a
video of about 12 of her fights. Most ended in pretty quick knockouts and most
of those were kicks. So I was pretty nervous after watching those. And the
only thing odd about her was that she was a smoker. Smokers do not bother me
but I certainly think it is a gross habit. But for an athlete? She had two
cigarettes outside of the hotel where we met for lunch ... GROSS!! We all have
a vice or two I suppose.

Oh, and her other request which came a week before the fight was that we fight
topless. Well, I would estimate she was a 34 b cup-24-34 and very cute. Great
body. I am a full D cup as everyone knows and have ZERO desire to fight
topless so I declined and said she can do what she wants which was yet another
mistake of mine.

I even checked with the BITCH Karen, the one who beat the shit out of me.
Karen of course knew her from one of the million tournaments she has fought in
and had the following email response to me ... .

My Dear Carmen,

Funny you would contact me today I was just thinking about you the other day
and was telling my boyfriend how much I enjoyed knocking you out and taking
your husband for test drive, lol, so I am pleased you emailed me. I was hoping
you wanted to set up another fight but instead see you are planning to get the
rest of your body beaten by someone else, lol. Yes my dear I know her for
about 8 years. Not so sure that kickboxing her is a smart idea based on the
fact she is only about 1000x more experienced then you, has held World Titles
before you knew what a boxing match was, has fought in tournaments VS men (
hello do you hear me ?) and will kick the tar out of you, yes literally,
before you knew where you were. I did not now she ever went bare fisted,
however my dear, it's her feet that will put a world of hurt on you. She will
kick you so often you will wish you were dead. My biggest fear is that she
will permantely injure you which would preclude me from knocking you out and
taking good ol' Richie boy for the ride of his life. This is just another
mistake in your fighting life my dear. Make sure your medical coverage is up
to date. Shalom K

So from that love note I saw Karen did not recommend the fight but what this
maniac bitch says is not the deal breaker for me. Richard put two video
cameras in the "fighting room" in our house so we can critique and learn from
my new world of fist fighting. Because we have a video of the fight I can now
do a blow by blow description for you. And my best g/f Barbara watched the
whole fight in the kitchen whose TV is wired to the fight room. A quick note
about Barbara. She and her husband are our best friends and we have gone on
vacation with them and spent loads of time together. Her husband is a very
nice man, a gym rat like me, a very good athlete as well. On Superbowl Sunday
we host our annual party and they arrived early to help us setup. It was then
the conversation got around to muscles and specifically me and my abdominals
and 8 pak. He said that he thought his abs could absorb any blow by me and
that he would easily drop me to the floor if he ever hit me. AGH!! The room
got very quiet since Richard and Barb knew I would not take that challenge
sitting down. Soooo to make a long story short, we agreed to three blows each
while the other person was blindfolded. Now he is in great shape at 6 feet 180
or so but not a fighter. So to make a long story short, I went first and threw
three bombs to his stomach and he buckled in two like bent over and legs were
wobbly but did not go down to his credit and my disappointment. When I took
the blindfold off he looked sick like he ate bad food and Barbara told him to
stop right there but of course he couldn't lose face like that after just 3
punches. Then he goes and since he cannot throw a punch correctly his punches
pushed me back but no real effect. My turn again- VERY hard uppercuts to his
bellybutton area with the first 2 landing perfectly and the last one lifted
him to his tippy toes and he drops like a rock and turned all colors of blue
and purple and was down for a good 15 minutes- hurt, humiliated by his
erection thru his jeans and in front of his wife and humiliated by being
beaten by me so easily and realizing all those crunches did not mean SHIT vs a
fighter even if that fighter has a vagina, ha ha. We all spoke about it for a
while so he could understand why I beat him so easily as he stayed on the
floor drinking water and did not tell a soul during the party. I commented on
his erection which made him turn red and made Barbara a little angry at me and
perhaps jealous that I am in fact stronger then her own husband. Barb
apologized for him but I was fine with the challenge and the result of course.
I mention this story because Barb comes into play in this story later on.

We , Shannon and I, agreed to continuous fighting until KO or submission and a
KO will be counted and official at 20 seconds with the other person doing the
counting.

They entered my house on time and she went into another room to get loose.
After about 40 minutes she came into the fight room bathed in sweat wearing a
white pair of satin kboxing trunks with her name on it and was topless. Her
nipples would have cut through glass I am telling you. Looking very serious
and limber and her black mouthpiece in she was ready. I wore black satin
trunks and a black sports bra. Neither of us wore shoes of course and she had
an ace bandage on her left foot. No major conversation between us except when
I said- ready? She walked over and shook my hand and bent over when she did
like they do in kickboxing and martial arts and got into her stance.

Well, what can I say besides this was not a pretty fight, ha ha. We circled
each other for a few moments and I swear I never saw the first few kicks to my
face. They stung and they were fast. I put my hands up and she nailed me with
2 kicks to my abs and 2 kicks to my legs which hurt a lOT. I was confused. She
came right in and landeda majorily hard jab to my mouth and a knee to my abs.
I was in shock. The fight is less then a minute old and I am bleeding from my
mouth, sweating like a pig and did not even throw a fucking punch yet. She is
dancing on her toes and her little tits are jumping up and down too. I was
fucking pissed so I move in only to be greeted by a left foot to the top of my
head that made my head jerk back and a strait right to my right eye that
pushed me back against the wall. She rushes in and holds me by the back of the
head with both of her hands and starts throwing knees in to my abs as I
protect my face from those things. She landed NINE dead square knees into my
abs and I feel sick pain radiating through my body and my knees buckling when
she finally stopped and throws a right hook into my ribs and then a left and
BAM I am on my ass looking up at her counting, 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10 and I can
hardly move and cannot believe what the fuck is going on. Richard is SCREAMING
at me to get up and her boyfriend is telling her how great she is. At 14-15 I
get up- at this point we have been fighting less then 2 minutes and better
described SHE is fighting that long I was just her fucking punching dummy. I
got in my stance and there I was bleeding, my once strong abs beaten, swollen
eye and worried. I had to do something fast. I even felt my right leg
trembling.

I basically danced away from her for a few seconds and saw kicks sailing thru
the air past my face and body - tough to stay away from anyone in that small
room which was just an extra bedroom. She gets close and finally was able to
make some contact with some jabs and hooks but not enough to hurt her. Lean
she was but strong as hell. I was able to close the distance between us to
negate her kicks and we went toe to toe for a while exchanging body blows
mostly which is to my advantage at least for a while. Still the bare fisted
blows I connected with should have hurt her a lot worse but this woman was
battle tested and ready and on that level I loved it, loved the competition.
Nothing I landed really got to her but it felt good punching her at least.
Both of us grunting when the others punches landed. Then with my back against
the wall she stepped back about 2 feet and I made a move to follow her and
once again I never saw it but she landed FLUSH to my face a reverse punch
roundhouse- watching the tape you could see the force and momentum-speed she
had on that punch. I went down semi-unconscious on my back-next thing I heard
was 11-12-13 and got to one knee and finally up at 18. Hurt and dizzy but up.
I also realized that when I was semi-unconscious she took off my sports bra
and all I had was on my black padded bra. When I watched the tape it was clear
that I was pretty much unconscious for a few seconds and she reached down and
YANKED and off came the sports bra. It took me a few seconds to realize even
that since I was semi gone. On the tape you could see she wanted me topless
and pulled at the sports bra and bra to rip it off me.

I was totally fucked up at that point. In pain, bleeding, breathing hard and
not happy, ha ha. She was breathing hard to but in FAR better shape. I should
add here that I am in the BEST shape of my life and would have bet anything
that I would have crushed this little skinny thing by now ... but not the
case.

At this point the fight is 12 minutes old and I needed to do a lot more. 12
minutes is a LOT of continous fight time especially when I was on the losing
end so far. I felt my lips swelling and my right eye swelling from the punches
and kicks. We are face to face now exchanging jabs which is my forte and I am
finally making head way as her head is jutting back with each jab. Nothing
like bare fisted punches to someone's face and seeing the physical results
immediately. The problem I was having was her kicks to my legs were killing me
and taking away some of my power. She landed a lot of kicks to my thigh and
behind my right knee. So I started kicking back- I cannot kick as high as her
but as strong for sure from my gymnastics. So I kicked her behind her knee and
her knee buckled and when it did I came down with an over hand right that
clipped her jaw and that wobbled her. I dug some hooks into her abs that she
surprisingly withstood and she tied me up. She was VERY strong really was. AT
that point we were fighting for a solid 18 minutes and 22 seconds when her
boyfriend suggested we take a one minute break- without saying a word we went
to the corners of the room and sat down. I looked at her and was glad I
finally see a fighter who took some punishment. My jabs reddened her face and
swelled her top lip plus I could see some red marks on her ribs. I sat there
feeling like crap breathing hard, everything hurt and she sat there in the
Indian position, breathing hard but looking far far better. Still looking lean
but not strong. If anyone saw us squaring off at the beginning of the fight
they would have stopped thinking I would kill this skinny thing and how wrong
they would have been. After 60 seconds Richard announced it was time to fight.
I had a hard time getting up due to the knee pain.

We both got our hands up and walked towards each other to finish this one way
or another. Now I was paying more attention to her feet then before. She lands
ANOTHER kick to my thigh that went thru me like knife and I thought this has
to fuckin stop or she will cripple me. I kept my distance and made her chase
me. As she did I land a fairly good AB kick that she partially blocked but
with her hands at her Abs I threw a left jab followed by a right hook that
hurt her- bare fisted punches do their damage! I finally see she stopped
chasing me so I go on the attack. I start to walk towards her and throw a long
distance strait right that misses by 6 inches so I get set and figure I will
jab her into the wall and go for it from there. I throw 4 jabs and all connect
to her face- a little blood from her nose gives me energy. I bobbed under her
strait right and then, I see it but could not react- she spins around and
lands a kick under my ribs with the heal of her foot and I am paralyzed in
pain. I am against the wall bent in half and unable to protect myself in total
pain. She had me. But instead of just kicking me or punching me unconscious
since I was unable to move my hands from my body she decided to get close and
use her fists and pummel my body- after 16 punches I sink to the ground.
Serious pain, really bad. My legs would not move. If my kids lives depended
upon it I could not get up or move my arms. She is at 9 before I knew it. Her
hands are up like she won the fight and I am still down struggling to get up
when Richard says TAKE YOUR TIME which was great advise. I was able to get up
at 19 but could have gotten up 2-3 sec earlier. I just kept my distance until
I got back some of my energy and now was scared, pissed and wanted to kill
her. She jabbed at me and smiled and connected with my now sore face. I amnot
sure why she simply did not kick me around the room and KO me b/c I was ready
believe me I was ready. Exhausted and beaten half to death by her fuckin feet
and fists.

We are now at 28 minutes which is a fuck load of fighting. No question she was
hunting me now and loving it. She landed a number of jabs and a few deadly
kicks to my thigh. I cannot describe how much those kicks hurt me. Her back
was to the wall and I saw an opening and went for it. I got close and risked
being kicked but I had few options and threw the hardest right hand of my life
and connected to her jaw and she went down and was unconscious before she hit
the floor- nothing like seeing their eyes roll back and all the facial muscles
drop!! And when I saw her lying their unconscious THANK JESUS I thought. She
was in the sitting position and eventually leaned over on her right side as I
counted. I got to 20 and stood over and she was still sleeping soundly, haha.
I took off my bra and threw it on her and the men rushed over and I heard
Richard say 24-25-26- and she was still in dreamland and finally moved her
hands and opened her eyes at 39!!!!!!!!! The best bare fisted KO of my life. I
was breathing so hard and was in total pain but felt relieved seeing her KO'd
fucking ass on the mats. I was elated and hugged Richard for a long time as he
told me how good I did and fucked up she looked. I looked over as her
boyfriend rubbed her head and she had this glassy look in her eyes. I walked
over to her and bent down as she was sitting on her butt looking very
disheveled. I bent down and gave her a soft hug as my breasts hit her chest
but she was still out of it. I told Richard I would be right back and was
going to get some water.

I walked, actually limped, into the kitchen topless and still dripping wet and
in pain in both legs from her kicks and there was Barbara who saw the whole
fight on the closed circuit TV that Richard put together. This girl was elated
to say the least. She hugged me and I got her soaken wet with my sweat and she
put her hands on my shoulders and asked me not to move as she could stare and
enjoy my body. I let her of course since she is my best friend and am very
proud of my body but I ws in fucking pain. I was pumped up with every muscle
accented and exploding, she ran her hands over my breasts and abs, which were
a little sore, and then my shoulders and biceps. I know Barbara for 4 years
and is my best friend and she never looked at me this way. I saw that look in
her eyes as her hands glided over my shoulders, triceps and biceps- the same
look men give me before sex. I turned away and was slightly bent over the sink
and was splashing cold water on my face and she got behind me and put her
chest on my back and hugged me and rubbed my abs and kept telling me how
incredibly strong I am and how much stronger I am then her husband, the one I
knocked to the ground before the Superbowl. It felt good being complimented by
her. It even felt good to feel her hands massaging my breasts and abdominals.
I told her I had to have my slave ( yes I have one now) attach ice packs to my
legs since they are killing me as he stood there in silence and watched us. I
turned towards Barbara and my naked breasts were touching her blouse and she
reached up and put her hands behind my neck and deeply and passionately kissed
me- I was shocked but pleasantly surprised. It felt good!!!! Really good!!I
then had the slave use a few ace bandages and attach the ice packs to the back
of my knees and thigh and had Barb follow me into the fight room.

There my opponent sat, still looking like she just woke up and complained of a
headache. I had my slave run to get some asprin and an ice pack for her which
he did. We all hung out for about an hour which was fun and I stayed topless
so everyone including me can enjoy my body. I shadow boxed and posed and spoke
to my opponent who is an amazing fighter. Finally she decided to stand and
then the two of us went into a corner to talk. Two warriors, both topless at
that point, my body swollen with muscles as the blood ran through them and
feeling good that I Knocked out someone as skilled as her even though I was in
pain. Although we never discussed it I wanted her to give Richard a blowjob.
If she said no I would not have done anything but as I explained as the winner
I had that right. Since she has fought in tournaments around the world she
understood immediately and was fine with it and walked over to her boyfriend
to tell him. Lets just say he did not take it well and stormed out to the
backyard. Shannon took Richard by the hand to the middle of the room and got
to her knees. Richard had NO idea what was going on until I got behind him and
told him to get ready for a blowjob and took off his pants. The man was in
heaven and I was in heaven watching him be so happy. I thought Barbara was
going to cum in her pants watching this I swear. The entire scene was
beautiful despite the pain I was in.

Richard exploded in her mouth and she swallowed the whole thing as she was
supposed to. She stayed on her knees sucking him clean and I got down on my
knees to hug her a thank you. I am so so so so much bigger and stronger as I
hugged her and it is amazing she came that close a few times to winning. As
Richard cleaned up and zipped up I told her to let herself out ( I already had
the cash) and took Richard and Barbara into my bedroom for some special
training ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ..pretty much all I care to say. Except,
I was gentle with Barbara as I did not want to ruin our friendship which is
the most important thing to me. I allowed her to "take me" if she wanted and
she sure did ha ha. I never told Richard to do anything and never told Barb to
have Richard do anything so EVERYTHING that happened that day was HER choice.
Only thing I asked ( not insisted) was for al the lights to be on which is the
way I have sex. I adore my physique and love sex so much that I make love (
and fuck) with the lights on be it with Richard or anyone else. AT first she
was taken aback by having the lights on but she got into it after a while.
This is all I care to say about this right now as I need to protect her
privacy. I know Lee will be reading this and hopeful Barb tells you all the
details first. Either way, read this carefully and do not get to filled with
your macho shit and remember the AB punching thing we did.

To everyone, I love you all. Even the mean emails I get calling me a spick, a
dyke, fake tits, steroid muscles, fat. Thank you , to the nice people, who
appreciated my Q and A email.

So whats next? First I must heal from this last beating- her kicks truly
crippled me and I am using a cane for a few more days I am sure and am taking
some (for me at least) hard core pain meds. I want to fist fight her again
without kicks which she agreed to, I want to fight Karen again someday and
have a small list of people from the gym I want to fight IF they can afford to
and I am pretty sure most people around here can. I LOVE fist fighting and
want to continue doing this. It is in my blood now and makes me feel like a
warrior so much more then boxing did. Giving me a strength, a confidence like
I never had before and lying in bed and seeing my body or seeing it in a full
length mirror which is something I do more and more of it gives me a deep
rooted strength and power and definition of my torso that I thnk is totally
sexy. Richard is scared I understand, my slave is wonderful and life is good
... .especially once I can ditch the cane and pain meds.

Love Carmen