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Author Topic: What`s Goin` on Here Then?  (Read 2160 times)
gboxuk
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« on: October 19, 2012, 01:07:48 AM »

Her heart was beating a bit now.  She was asking herself many questions; like "Just WHAT is expected of me?  I`m not sure I should have agreed to this . . ."

Lying fully stretched out face up on a massage table, limbs akimbo, it felt more like a bondage session.  But she was being prepared for a fight, due to take place within 45 minutes or so.  And the masseur was doing her work with clinical precision. . . . probing with her thumbs and fingers into the bared body of the skinny pugilist staked out on the slightly convex platform in front of her; loosening muscles and preparing every nerve end for the giving and receiving of pain . . .it was the turn of the front of her legs, those big muscles which gave her momentum, muscles out of all proportion to the rest of her which was undeniably shapely but rangy non the less.  She`d been on her front for a good 20 minutes, with the young physio kneading and oiling every inch of her torso; the effect was undeniably stimulating.  But why?  She`d boxed here before, and there was none of this; mind, they were very fussy people who liked things just-so for the array of aristocratic and showbiz personalities who attended these special venues, at which young Georgie was performing along with other boxers.

"She`s quick, you know" said Miss Physio; her name was Marie and she was a dark skinned European dressed in a short, lightweight white easily washable dress who Georgie had recognised as the second to her opponent in her first fight here, with best friend Lucy about six months ago.  She knew most of the female fighters and was also acting for Georgie on this occasion.  "And powerful" she added.  "Stay clear of her punches.  Don`t box defensively, she`ll blast through.  You need to keep her at arm`s length and pick her off.  You have a height and reach advantage; it might be best to let her tire first.  So conserve your energy in the early rounds"

Her hands were up to the groin region.  The hip area and lower belly were probed relentlessly; it was all Georgie could do to avoid crying out in painand/or pleasure, she couldn`t make up her mind which.  This was the reason she was "secured" in position.  And yet she could feel the tingling of anticipation and excitement growing in her.  She knew from experience that it showed . . .and she couldn`t hide it!
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tedfreele
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« Reply #1 on: October 19, 2012, 07:45:52 PM »

Kind of sonds like the masseuse might be the prize for winning a dirty catfight!

Oh you dummy, she'll just get knocked out and wake up to a glorious fisting orgasm!



   no charge for contributed windup !
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gboxuk
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« Reply #2 on: October 20, 2012, 07:58:53 AM »

Thing is, the story so far is out of balance and I can`t seem to edit it.
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