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From the moment the ref starts counting, you know you have won this one. She doesn't even attempt to stand. She can't when she's flat out on her back moaning weakly. If she didn't feel like a loser before, she sure does now!

You find yourself on the floor, your head spinning. You could probably get up and fight on but somehow you don't want to. You don't want to take any more of his punishment. Maybe staying down and taking the fall is the lesser of two evils.

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!

First a dodge, then a sidestep, then a duck: you can sense her mounting frustration as she tries to land a hit, just for you to slip away each and every time.

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

So she thinks she can beat you? Well, you'd love to see her try. You goad her, trying to provoke her into making a mistake.

Bless her, she's trying so hard but is just so feeble. You show her the ultimate derision and tell her to stop wasting her time.

She starts raining body blows on your abs. That's fine. You simply tense them and let her storm break upon the immovable wall of steel that is your abs. It must be so demoralising for her!

You are swift enough to dodge her jab and lash out with one of your own, which she too manages to avoid... almost.

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

She's so busy watching what's going on in front of her, she forgets about her peripheries. You catch her off guard with a hook to the jaw.

Why mess around ducking and diving around her defenses when the easiest path is straight through the middle? If she can't even block THAT then there really is no hope for her.

You land a blow, causing her to flinch, which opens her up for more of the same. Your attacks aren't all that powerful, but they sure are keeping her on the back foot.

There is a small window of opportunity and you fill it, choosing stronger attacks to really let her know you mean business.

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.

You dart forwards and unleash a barrage of shots to her body. She was so busy protecting her head that it caught her by surprise.

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.

Whilst her gloves are up high, you go low and remind her that she needs to protect her stomach too.

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

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.