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Her gloves are up, but there is a gap underneath. Just perfect! You know exactly how to exploit that. A swift uppercut and she's left seeing stars and wondering just how you got through to her.

She's already down on the ground but, before you let the referee start the count, you make sure to finish the job with one almighty smash to make sure that she stays down for the whole ten. The final nail in her coffin, so to speak.

You silently cheer as she goes down, but the ref doesn't get very far with that counting before she's back up! You'll have to try harder next time. Either that, or bribe the ref to count a bit faster.

She looks so dazed that it's a miracle that she manages to get up from the floor. She shakes her head, obviously clearing the stars from her vision as she prepares to fight on.

You gloat smugly as she falls and ends up on the mat. She looks so cute when she's all cross like that too! But you soon realise that her anger is real as she gets to her feet and comes right back at you immediately.

She squirms, she pants, she tries to stand... and then she falls back down. Her determination is admirable. That will be fun to break now that she is your plaything for the prize round!

Knowing her, she should be able to beat this count and get back to her feet. But for some reason she doesn't seem to want to. Not that you are surprised, after what you just did to her. She wisely takes the fall and stays down, taking the loss in order to avoid more of your punishment.

With that last attack, as soon as she hits the mat you know it's all over for her. The celebrations start early as you pose and flex over her, celebrating in the most appalling display of bad sportsmanship you can muster.

The moment the ref starts counting, you know that you have this one won. All she can do is roll around groaning weakly, giving you the luxury of that long, delightful ten count to giggle at your pathetic opponent as she is counted out.

The referee gets to ten and it's all over. The bell rings and you are declared the winner. She moans softly at your feet, still trying to stand but failing miserably. Too late. She's your prize now!

She's getting too close for comfort... and too close for your reach. You give her a shove to move her back into range.

Whilst she reels from your last attack, you take a second to raise your gloves, ready to defend against her next attack.

She's good... but can she handle your speed? You duck and flash at her with quick jabs, making sure that she knows she can't just sit still for long.

You are far too clever for her. A quick one-two lets her know this, too: a quick jab to open her up and then a heavier attack to let her know who's boss.

With her reeling from your last attack, you have all the time in the world to turn her and set her up for the perfect shot.

You eye her cautiously. Her stance is good and she looks like she is preparing to counter any major attack. Instead, you hit her with a single swift, light jab to test her and keep her on her toes.

What's the point of having her tits out if all you get to do is look at them? You play with them, lightly slapping them with your gloves to taunt her.

Smirking, she starts talking trash, taunting you. You're not having that so cut her off mid-gloat with a jab to the mouth.

Bypassing her guard, you deliver a stunner of a headshot that stops her dead in her tracks and has her staggering to regain herself.

The first body blow takes the wind from her sails. The second, the third, the fourth... You keep them coming. All of this is wearing her down nicely, after all.

She thinks she's got you beaten already and is running her mouth, bragging about it. Well, you sure know ONE way to shut her up. A swift jab is all it takes to put a definitive end to her yapping!

You grin at her, as if warning her that you have her number now. But she doesn't truly believe it until you daze her with a quick two blows.

You relentlessly target your body, stomach and ribs with a fussilade of body shots.