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Justice Battle - Leoni brought to justice part 3

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Justice Battle - Leoni brought to justice part 3
« on: September 25, 2015, 04:59:04 PM »
Leaoni Brought to Justice part_3    (Parts 1 and 2 posted previously)

In Leoni’s changing room Helen quickly stripped off Leoni’s vest and bra. Leoni’s breasts sprung free and Leoni winced slightly. They looked swollen, especially the left which also showed more signs of bruising. As Leoni was laid down on the massage table Jim asked ‘how are you feeling?’ ‘My breasts are bloody sore!, but not as bad as Miya’s must be feeling’. Then as Helen applied ice packs, Leoni winced again and a quick look was exchanged between Jim & Helen as Helen instructed Leoni to hold the ice packs to her breasts ‘we want to keep the swelling down’. Helen started massaging Leoni’s legs as Jim started giving instruction for the next round. ‘You’re not going to get caught in this round like you did at the start of the last round, I’ve spoken to the ref and you’ll have a blind fold for your breast shots so the round can not start until after the ref has removed it and given the OK. Now, you’ve not won this yet, normally once a fighter is two rounds up there is a clear advantage and whilst you have an edge you mustn’t relax for a moment. Keep Miya frustrated as when she gets angry she leaves herself open, although I’m sure she’ll be more circumspect at the be the beginning of the next round, you must keep your patience and wait for a good opening. It’s frustrating her that she can’t employ her normal tactic of low body shots, keep her frustrated, keep using your jab and if she carries on pushing forward, keep away like you did in the first round until you have a really clear cut chance.. Don’t stand toe to toe with her, you don’t need to’.

In Miya’s changing room a furious Carl was laying into Miya, ‘what are you playing at?’ he was shouting ‘you’re such a better fighter than Leoni so why the suicide attempt? If you want revenge, if you want to hurt her and make her pay then you need to keep thinking clearly. Look, in the first round you were boxing well and were wearing Leoni down until the unlucky low blow, so that’s how you need to box unless you insist on being a masochist; controlled aggression, keep pressing, make her defend and you’ll wear her down. You should win this, but another stupid round like that last one and you’ll not only lose but you’ll discover what pain really is cause these,’ Dave said prodding his fingers into Miya’s breast making her wince, ‘will take such a beating you’ll wish you’d never been born. Right, come on we need to get you ready let’s get some ice on those breasts’. With that Miya removed her bra and sat down on the massage table as Dave quickly pressed ice packs onto Miya’s swollen breasts. ‘How do they feel’ Dave asked, somewhat concerned as there was clearly some bruising and Miya’s breasts, already large, were quite swollen and obviously tender. ‘I can cope’ replied Miya, ‘and yes, Carl you’re right, I’ll make that bitch Leoni pay but I’ll keep my temper under control’. ‘Good’, Dave said ‘she’s going to try to rattle you now and make you lose your temper, she’ll go for your breasts but no matter how much they hurt remember they’ll hurt a dam site more if you lose control and let her knock you down a few times’.

With that Dave started giving Miya a massage, working on keeping her muscles loosened up whilst Leoni was receiving similar treatment in her changing room. Then with just a couple of minutes remaining both fighters started to get ready for the ring. In Leoni’s changing room Leoni was putting on a new bra, ‘it’s a bit tight’ Leoni said, ‘well,’ Helen answered ‘it is half a size bigger but although it’s tight it may keep the swelling down a little.’ ‘Ok I suppose, if you think so’. ‘She does’, Jim said ‘now keep these ice packs against your breasts until we’re called to the ring.’ Miya was also putting on a new bra, her large breasts now swollen enough to require an ‘E’ cup bra.

The tanoy announced ‘30 seconds to next round, seconds bring your fighters to the ring. Don’t delay as a free breast punch will be awarded for each 5 seconds you are late’.

Both fighters were led into the ring. Wearing fresh clothes and with their skin freshly oiled they both looked fairly fresh considering the amount of punishment they had both taken, but close up there were visible blotches on both torsos and each fighters face was showing signs of wear and the watching crowd could only guess how sore both fighters breasts were feeling. Most of the crowd felt that the fight was not yet the foregone conclusion that most fights became once one fighter had won 2 rounds so there was an excited buzz as Leoni’s hands were fixed into the straps at centre ring as she was prepared to receive the 2 breast
shots she had conceded to Miya during the previous round. Raising her arms up emphasized Leoni’s smallish breasts with her large nipples, if anything more prominent with the swelling of her breasts, pushing out the fabric of her red lycra top. The screens around the ring were comparing earlier shots of Leoni and although her breasts were small they did now appear visibly larger, even though still clothed in bra and top. Miya, now clad in just Bra and panties looked awesome. Her large breasts were more obviously swollen but if anything, clad in larger version of the powerful sports bra she’d worn in earlier rounds she looked even more impressive than earlier – two firm torpedoes jutting our from her body, amazing to think of the punishment they’d taken yet still looked so good.

Leoni, now prepared in the centre of the ring with the blindfold about to be placed over her eyes was thinking that ‘this was the round that would finish Miya as she regarded the large breasts in front of her. She was mentally prepared for a long round and was confident that Miya’s large breasts would be her undoing. Her own breasts ached, and she knew they’d ache even more in just a few moments but she had confidence that she could take more punishment than Miya could in the breasts so she was looking forward to driving her fists into Miya’s breasts and body, especially the lower torso now that Miya had lost her shorts.

Miya regarded Leoni with a baleful eye. She knew she’d not fought well so far, after all she’d expected an easy fight – She knew, even if Leoni hadn’t, that Leoni was certainly guilty and that the court had chosen her to fight Leoni in the supposed knowledge that Miya’s rating as a fighter was so far ahead of Leoni’s that the fight should have been embarrassingly easy for Miya; which was why she’d been rattled to find Leoni such a strong opponent. She knew now though what she was up against and her anger at been caught out was now in control. She knew that if she could win this fight she would be awarded a valuable contract to fight for the state rather than the ‘gifted amateur’ status that she now held. She couldn’t afford to let such an opportunity slip by as the rewards both financial and prestige were almost beyond imagination.

The blindfold was now fixed properly on Leoni as she stood, her feet planted apart on the marks in centre ring with her arms held stretched out above her head as the referee announced.

‘Miya will strike 2 blows to alternate breasts, she will have 60 seconds to strike each blow. After the 2nd blow the blindfold will be removed from Leoni before the fight commences. Leoni, you must stand still whilst waiting for your breast blows. Any unnecessary movement will be deemed an attempted dodge and a further breast blow will be awarded. Miya, you now have 60 seconds to strike your first blow’.

Miya stepped up to within a couple of paces of Leoni and regarded her ‘targets’ as the clock started to count down. Leoni stood still, waiting, her heart beating fast in anticipation of the blow to come and just a few beads of sweat starting to form on her brow. On screen, a camera positioned below the ring was looking up between Leoni’s legs, a few muscle twitches in Leoni’s thighs betrayed the tension in Leoni as she waited, and waited and waited. She had no knowledge of just how much time remained as the clock was silent, to her it felt like an eternity as she waited for the blow. Surely 60 seconds must be up by now she thought to herself as Miya waited, the clock still showing over 30 seconds remaining, then 20, 15, 10 until finally with just 5 seconds remaining Miya stepped forward and drove her fist into the centre of Leoni’s pert right breast
drawing a pained gasp/groan from Leoni as she absorbed the blow, Miya’s fist flattening the breast and driving Leoni backwards as far as the ropes allowed, her feet scrabbling for purchase on the ring floor and her face clearly showing the pain she felt from the blow. ‘Seconds’ the ref announced, ‘you have 5 seconds to position Leoni for the next blow’ Jim and Helen quickly moved Leoni’s feet back onto their marks on the ring floor as Leoni ‘rode the pain’ in her breast that was barely even beginning to subside, ‘keep still for Gods sake’ whispered Jim ‘and be ready to fight the moment your blindfold is lifted, Miya will go for a quick knockdown if you’re not prepared’. In the brief interlude whilst Leoni was being readied for the next blow the screens around the ring showed replays of Miya’s fist sinking into Leoni’s breast. A spit screen shot showed a close up of Leoni’s lycra clad breast from the side along with a close up of Leoni’s face, the breast shot emphasised Leoni’s up-tilted nipple as it pushed through Leoni’s top, the breast itself flattened somewhat because of Leoni’s pose but rising and falling in time with Leoni’s breathing; then Miya's fist appeared, in slow motion the nipple disappeared, then the breast started to bulge out to the side as Miya’s fist drove in until finally, the whole breast was squashed flat replaced by Miya’s invading glove. At that instant in the other screen Leoni’s face started to register the pain, her mouth opening as she began to gasp with the combined shock and hurt.

Back to the present, Jim and Helen withdrew as the referee announced ‘Miya, you may strike leoni’s left breast when ready’. The clock started to count down, 60, 59, 58….. Leoni stood there, on screen the various close up views of Leoni showed that she was breathing rapidly and sweat was beginning to stain the new top she was wearing. Then after barely 4 seconds Miya struck Leoni’s left breast, as before a straight punch to the centre of Leoni’s breast squashed it flat and Leoni could not stop herself from giving a short shriek, then as her gloves released she staggered back across the ring cradling her breasts and trying to keep her balance. Both the ref and Miya followed Leoni, the ref ripped the blindfold off Leoni and, stepping away, announced ‘Box’. Immediately Miya was on to Leoni driving a fierce right into Leoni’s body, just above the
waistband which caught Leoni unprepared and so, for the first time, Leoni had some of the breath knocked out of her and doubling over slightly she was lucky to avoid Miya’s left uppercut as she just staggered away in time. With Miya off balance after her miss Leoni scampered away into the centre of the ring gaining some time to prepare for Miya’s next attack.

Miya looked more menacing (and, it must be said, magnificent) wearing just bra and panties than earlier in the fight, her large, jutting breasts held firmly by her sports bra as she swivelled round to face Leoni. Miya advanced quickly as Leoni, back peddling, threw out a left jab, aimed at Miya’s face. Miya blocked with her right and sent a looping left into Leoni’s side, just below her right breast, then with Miya still advancing Leoni ducked under a hard right from Miya and drove a quick one, two into Miya’s left breast drawing, much to Leoni’s satisfaction, two short sharp gasps from Miya as Leoni’s fists sank deep into Miya’s bra. Miya replied with a punch towards Leoni’s midriff but the punch fell short as Leoni quickly skipped away. Miya advanced again, but was showing more patience that in the previous two rounds, Leoni kept throwing out jabs to keep Miya from closing as she circled backwards so as to keep in the centre of the ring. The Leoni tried a new tactic, she feinted another left jab to the head and as Miya’s gloves came up slightly in an automatic response Leoni made use of the fact that Miya had lost her shorts and crouching down slightly, sent in a hard right and left low into Miya’s body just (but safely) above the waistband of her panties, each punch making a crisp smack as it hit the oily, sweat sheened skin. Miya stepped back a pace as Leoni rose from her crouch and followed up her success driving forward with a straight left to Miya’s breast, Miya’s right arm not quite rising quickly enough to block Leoni’s glove, but in turn she drove her own left fist, hard into Leoni’s right breast, each breast blow drawing a pained cry from both fighters which told it’s own story – both fighters, especially their breasts, were hurting.

Leoni retreated a step and both fighters seemed content for a moment to re-group breathing hard, before Miya once again advanced and Leoni once again flicked out a left jab to keep Miya back, but the moment Miya saw the punch coming she dropped low and drove a hard right and left into Leoni’s belly who, caught by surprise, staggered back followed by Miya who was throwing punch after punch driving a slightly winded Leoni back. Leoni frantically but successfully blocked Miya’s punches, but Miya achieved her goal; suddenly Leoni had no where else to go as she backed into the ring corner. Miya crouch slightly and sent a left, just above the waistband of Leoni’s shorts and with a right seemingly following up Leoni desperately brought her guard down presenting Miya with the opportunity to drive her right fist up into the underside of Leoni’s left breast and then a clubbing left into Leoni’s right cheek sent her staggering along the ropes, and with her balance gone Leoni fell to the floor.

Tom and Helen sprang into the ring and went to work as the referee started the count.

The ringside screens showed repeats of the earlier exchange of breasts punches, and both fighters agonized responses. A buzz of conversation went through the crowd as they realised that maybe, just maybe a cusp of pain was being reached. If a fighter started protecting her breasts at the expense of more vulnerable areas she was finished, so far this hadn’t happened but the crowd felt that this evenly balanced fight (despite Miya’s earlier lost rounds) might well be reaching this cusp. Then the next sequence of punches showed the body blows, that the fighters had exchanged. First Leoni’s blows just above Miya,s panties showed that the advantage Leoni had in being able to land lower blows might tell against Miya. In slow motion each of Leoni’s punches clearly penetrated a little way into Miya’s body, shockwaves from the blows travelling outward from the impact site as Miya clearly rocked, had some of the breath knocked out of her. Moving forwards in time the next shot showed Miya’s sequence of punches that had resulted in the knockdown. Miya own body punch to Leoni, perhaps due to the surpise, also penetrated into Leoni’s body and knocked some of the wind out of Leoni then the follow up breast punch showed Miya glove hitting the underside of Leoni’s left breast, the breast forced upwards swelling up against the red lycra of Leoni’s top as the glove having penetrated as far as it could into Leoni’s body continuing travelling up Leoni’s body chasing the upwards swell of leoni’s
breast and overwhelming it completely before the glove slowly withdrew and Leoni’s breast sprung back downwards and into shape; then Leoni went sideways out of shot as she fell against the ropes and to the floor.

Leoni, her face and upper torso drenched with iced water was quickly lifted to her feet just before the ref counted ‘5’ who then started the second count whilst Jim whispered urgent instructions whilst Helen held ice packs against Leoni’s breasts. All too soon Helen and Jim had to leave the ring whilst the ref started the final 10 count that Leoni had to remain standing for before resuming the round. Miya waited prepared to box on as soon as the count was finished, whilst Leoni used the first part of the count to gain some rest, leaning back against the ropes before using the opportunity of the count to move herself back into the centre of the ring.

The referee announced ‘box on’

Leoni, obviously expected a rush from Miya and quickly stepped back with her guard up but Miya approached slowly and cautiously flicking out a jab of her own as Leoni maintained her tactic of slowly retreating before an advancing Miya, however a difference was that she wasn’t using her jab to keep Miya away instead she maintained a watchful guard and Miya was now jabbing, trying to force something to happen, as she followed Leoni around the ring. Then something did happen, Leoni stopped her steady retreat just as Miya pushed out a jab and, swaying to the side just enough for Miya to miss, Leoni sent a left and a right up into each of Miya’s breasts, forcing a grimace, before quickly retreating. Miya followed and jabbed again as Leoni appeared to return to her pattern of steady retreat but then as Miya jabbed again Leoni quickly ducked down and sent another quick left and right to Miya’s belly, both punches hitting around the navel and drawing a gasp from Miya who quickly flung a right at Leoni who, expecting this reaction, blocked the punch and sent a right of her own into Miya’s face. A thin trickle of blood seeped out of Miya’s left nostril as she again advanced on Leoni. The pattern now was obvious, Leoni had stopped trying to keep Miya away with her jab, instead she was forcing Miya to commit herself and was then counter punching whenever there was an opening. Miya so far had not got an answer as was again proved when Miya, perhaps a bit more rashly, stepped forward quickly as Leoni retreated and sent a right and left aimed at Leoni’s head. Leoni needed no prompting and again slipping the punches she sent her own one, two, very low into Miya’s body, just above the knickers. Leoni’s fists made two clear splats overlaid with 2 gasps from Miya as they impacted, some rage as well as hurt was apparent as Miya forced herself forward onto Leoni pushing her backwards violently so that Leoni almost flew into the ropes and then, using the ropes as a springboard, Leoni bounced back towards Miya who still had her arms extended from pushing Leoni away so could do little about the fierce right that hit her full on the point of the chin. Miya reeled backwards on wobbly legs, virtually out on her feet her arms akimbo completely defenceless as Leoni sent a straight left, a right and a left deep into Miya’s bra, then a right lower into the belly as Miya staggered drunkenly backwards, her arms flailing for balance until with a final left uppercut into Miya’s right bra cup, Miya’s balance gave up and she collapsed onto the floor.

Leoni stepped back, breathing heavily as Miya’s seconds rushed into the ring. She was just beginning to feel that the fight might be coming to a conclusive finish. Despite winning earlier rounds Miya had still been a danger to her, now though after her most devastating punches so far she hoped she’d knocked the fight out of Miya…time would tell.

The ref announced ’20 second count’ and started counting as Carl and Dave came into the ring. Miya, meantime, still half out of it, had rolled over onto her front and was struggling on hands and knees to get up. A most (or should that be moist?) erotic sight she made. White, seamless, sweat soaked knickers stretched tight across her bum whilst gravity, despite being resisted by Miya’s sports bra, emphasized Miya’s fantastic breasts; breasts that had so recently been crushed by Leoni’s fists as was now been replayed on screen. Right breast, left breast then right again was penetrated by Leoni’s gloves, each bra cup in turn distorting and stretching around Leoni’s gloves and then the final uppercut driving almost straight up into Miya’s right breast forcing the bra to bulge up as the glove forced it’s way into the flesh before Miya finally collapsed. A view from behind showed Miya’s panty clad rear approaching as she was knocked backwards across the ring, each blow was evident as another jerk in Miya’s body, the body blow being most evident as Miya’s bum quivered and jerked towards the camera before dropping out of shot.

Dave worked On Miya’s body whilst Carl talked quietly and earnestly to Miya as she slowly regained some composure. As the count approached 20 Miya was helped onto her feet and was holding ice packs against her breasts whilst Dave checked the bleeding from Miya’s nostril; now she was responding to Carl nodding in agreement at something he was saying as the ref counted through the next 20 seconds. By the time Carl and Dave left the ring Miya, although looking somewhat the worse for wear, battered, bruised and with a small stain of blood on her bra, showed that she was still in the fight as once the ref reached 10 she advanced with purpose towards Leoni.

Leoni back pedalled slowly watching for an opening but Miya just followed, her guard up high and her body slightly crouched. Leoni found herself retreating more quickly and decided she had to do something so sent a left jab towards Miya’s head. Miya instantly ducked under Leoni’s glove and drove a quick right into Leoni’s midriff and then as Leoni’s guard dropped a looping left caught the top of Leoni’s right breast. Leoni quickly brought her guard back together just in time to block another right from Miya and seized the opening to drive her own right into the left cup of Miya’s blood spattered bra drawing a yelp of pain from Miya as her breast was crushed. Ignoring the pain from this blow Miya maintained her attack, a left to Leoni’s head was blocked, a right to the body just barely blocked, and then a feint to the head brought Leoni’s guard rushing up allowing Miya to drive a fierce right flush onto Leoni’s prominent left nipple who, with a cry, tried to step back out of range only to find that she was backed right up into the corner. Miya though had to pause, perhaps still recovering from her recent knock down, and for a moment both fighters warily regarded each other as they both gulped in air. The respite was short-lived. Leoni jabbed and tried to slide away to the left but Miya ducked underneath Leoni’s jab and crashed a right into Leoni’s ribs driving her back into the corner following up with her body pressed close into Leoni so that Leoni could’nt bring her left arm back which was now stuck over Miya’s shoulder. Miya quickly crouched to give herself room and with her shoulders pinning Leoni into the corner she sent a succession of short lefts and rights into Leoni’s body being careful to keep her aim well above Leoni’s waistband, 1, 2, 3, 4 punches thudded into Leoni each one drawing a grunt as she absorbed the blows until Leoni managed to half wrestle and half push herself out of the corner, she staggered away along the ropes and then as she flung her head away to avoid a punch from Miya she lost balance and fell on to all fours.

There were now two red lights shining in Leoni’s corner as against one in Miya’s as Jim and Helen rushed in to help Leoni. As the ref reached 4 Leoni was lifted onto her feet with Jim whispering instructions into her ear whilst Helen was at work with ice packs and cold flannel. The ref restarted the count and after an all too brief 4 seconds Jim and Helen quickly exited the ring and the ref started the 10 count whilst Leoni and Miya waited, both breathing heavily, for the fight to re-start.

“7, … 8, …, 9, …, 10, box on” announced the ref and Leoni did just that. As Miya advanced Leoni drove a fierce right into Miya’s face, catching her on the cheek. Miya’s head twisted with the blow and she had no defence as Leoni hammered a left, right and left again into Miya’s breasts driving Miya back on unsteady legs until, desperately, Miya flung a fist in Leoni’s general direction catching her high on the forehead giving her just enough space to re-group. For once in the fight Leoni advanced as Miya retreated, still unsteadily, so Leoni pressed forward eager to make use of the advantage. Another right to Miya’s face was just barely blocked but the next left hit flush on the centre of Miya’s right bra cup then a right lower to the body hit with a ‘smack’ each punch adding to the distressed expression on Miya’s face, another left to the breast was blocked but a right from Leoni got through, plowing into the side of Miya’s left breast drawing an agonized cry from Miya who was now backed up onto the ropes. Leoni sensed a knock out and piled into Miya who just barely kept her guard together absorbing blow after blow as Leoni tried for the ko then, just for an instant, as Leoni ignored defence for all out attack Miya had a chance and crashed a right fist onto the point of Leoni’s chin. Leoni staggered back on wobbly legs almost out on her feet but Miya was in no fit state to take immediate advantage as she recovered from Leoni’s onslaught.

Both fighters were clearly tiring and had taken a lot of punishment during this round. The screens were showing replays of some of the recent action, first up was the action that led to Leoni’s knock down; a view from beneath the ring showed how effective Miya’s close fighting was as 4 vicious body blows thudded into Leoni, each blow sending shockwaves through Leoni so that it was a testament to her durability that she survived the attack only to fall when losing her balance. The next replays showed Leoni’s attack on Miya, the first head shot impacting into Miya cheek, sweat springing away as in slow motion Miya’s head was twisted to the side, then an awesome view of Miya from beneath the ring, her sodden and thus slightly see thru knickers tight against her mound and then her enormous breasts jutting out in front being crushed in turn by Leoni’s fists as they penetrated in slow motion deep into Miya’s breast flesh.

Miya gathered herself together, pushed herself of the ropes and advanced towards Leoni who met the challenge head on with a flicked left jab catching Miya on the nose, Miya rode this and struck back immediately with a hard right to Leoni’s left breast. Leoni cried out but struck out also driving her own right fist into Miya’s left bra cup and then a swinging left to Miya’s head missed, going behind as Miya closed in quickly; Leoni quickly changed the punch into a pull and, stepping aside, used her left arm to throw Miya to the floor.

Miya was already getting up as her seconds came into the ring but she ushered them away even before the ref had started a count. Before leaving the ring Dave leaned close in to Miya and whispered ‘breasts’ and then quickly left the ring. The ref went straight into the 10 count whilst the screens showed the last flurry of punches, Miya’s fist striking the underside of Leoni’s breast and in slow motion the red lycra clad breast was driven up, sweat springing away from the material. Miya also watched the split screen which showed Leoni’s face crease with anguish and agreed with Dave’s one word advice. Then Miya’s own breast was struck, this time Miya’s face contorting with pain as Leoni’s glove drove into Miya’s blood splattered bra. Miya quietly resolved to make Leoni pay.

As soon as the ref reached ten Miya went after Leoni who, standing firm, sent out a left jab; but Miya ducked underneath and drove a fierce right into Leoni’s ribs which sent her staggering backwards struggling for breath. Miya pounced and with Leoni’s guard ineffective Miya went for payback first a left, then a right hit their respective targets flush on the nipples of Leoni’s breasts. Punishing punches that hit full on with all the power that Miya could muster squashing both red lycra mounds flat against Leoni’s body each punch driving Leoni back across the ring until she sagged into the ropes. Leoni was going down, her knees buckling as the ropes bounced her back into the ring but Miya wasn’t finished, another powerful right drove up into the base of Leoni’s left breast impacting with even more force than the previous two blows magnified as it was by Leoni’s forward and downward momentum which was momentarily reversed as Leoni bounced back once again into the ropes before crashing to the floor, virtually unconscious, her face pinched with pain and her gloves pushed into her breasts trying to assuage away the terrible pain caused by Miya’s fists.

Helen and Jim rushed into the ring and as Helen pushed icepacks against Leoni’s breasts Jim cracked a phial of smelling salts under Leoni’s nose. They didn’t have much time, only 5 seconds as Leoni had yet to lose a round and all too soon the ref reached 4 so Jim had to haul a still very groggy Leoni to her feet. Leoni was just conscious enough to hold the ice packs against her breasts whilst Helen rubbed and massaged her stomache and Jim spoke urgently into her ear, all too soon though Jim and Helen had to leave the ring so, as the ref reached 3 Jim swung Leoni around so that she had her arms draped over the top rope of the ring, it didn’t matter how Leoni remained standing for the next count but for Jim and Helen (as with all seconds) they were paid for the number of successful recoveries as well as the time they could keep a fighter in a fight so if their fighter couldn’t win it still mattered how long they could keep their fighter in the ring. So, as Jim and Helen left the ring the ref started the 10 count with Leoni only barely aware of her surroundings and only remaining on her feet because of the support from the ropes. The audience just had a few seconds to admire slow motion replays of Miya’s barrage of punches. The first punch into Leoni’s body hit the bare flesh just below Leoni’s top and in slow motion the impact could be seen in graphic detail as the shock wave travelled away from the impact sight jolting the whole of Leoni’s body as she was forced backwards a step and then Miya’s next 2 punches hitting flush on each nipple squashing each breast flat into Leoni’s chest.


As the count reached 5 Leoni slowly seemed to become aware of her predicament, Miya was waiting just out of range eager to punish Leoni once the count had reached 10 so Leoni, grimly, tiredly, forced herself up of the ropes and turned to face Miya. With barely enough strength to stand she stumbled into centre ring but without the ropes support she fell, her legs all in a tangle.

‘3rd round to Miya’ announced the ref, ‘seconds you have 60 seconds to prepare Leoni for her breast punches’. Even as Jim and Helen rushed into the ring the ropes that would bind Leoni’s arms were dropping down into the ring, quickly they did what they could for Leoni, ice packs held to her breasts and words of encouragement was about it until the clock showed just 10 seconds remaining. Quickly, Leoni was brought to the ring centre, her gloves attached to the ropes that held her arms stretched up above her head and her feet placed on the ring markers, then Jim and Helen had to leave the ring.

The ref approached Leoni wielding a pair of scissors. Gently almost, he pulled the bottom of Leoni’s red lycra top away from her left side and began cutting straight up, the material parting in a vee. Once cut all the way through to the sleeve of her raised arm the ref reached above and cut from the upper sleeve towards Leoni’s neck, the red top falling away to reveal Leoni’s left bra cup, the ref then cut from the neck on Leoni’s right side and the remains of Leoni’s top dropped to the ring floor. Leoni’s white seamless bra was now on display her pose showing of her pert breasts to maximum advantage. Despite the pounding they
had taken and despite the pain, Leoni’s nipples were as prominent as ever poking through the sweat soaked bra, the areola just showing as a darker patch through the bra, a bra that looked a little small despite being a size or so larger than her natural cup size, testament to the swelling caused by Miya’s punches.

The ref fixed a blindfold onto Leoni and then, after checking that Leoni was standing on the proper marks, he announced ‘Miya’ you may strike 3 blows to alternate breasts, you will have 60 seconds to strike each blow. Leoni, you must stand still until you have received your blow, if your feet lose their position after a blow I will return them to their proper position but you must then remain still for your next blow. Any infringement will incur another breast blow. Miya you may strike your first blow when ready.

The clock began to count down from 60 as Miya approached Leoni who stood arms raised, her face dread with anticipation as she waited for the blow to come. Miya made her wait, sweat was beading on Leoni’s forehead whilst Miya regarded both breasts deciding which one to strike first. Close up cameras played along Leoni’s body, a pulse beating in Leoni’s temple, a tremble in her thighs and from below a view up Leoni’s spread legs past a band of sweat soaked lycra towards two pert, but oh so vulnerable bra clad breasts. Then Miya struck. Taking two strides towards Leoni she unleashed a right fist that, with a swivel of her shoulders,impacted the maximum force Miya could muster into Leoni’s left bra cup striking just below the nipple but with a slight upwards trajectory. Leoni shrieked with shock and pain, knocked backwards she had lost her footing and her feet were scrabbling for purchase on the ring floor; in slow motion the ring side screens showed a close up of Leoni’s breast as Miya’s glove slowly approached, caressing the underside of Leoni’s bra cup and gently pushing in the firm nipple, and pushing in and pushing in, as the irresistible force of Miya’s glove crushed the sensitive breast flesh into the unmovable object of Leoni’s body until it was totally driven flat by Miya’s glove, split screens showing the shock and pain building in Leoni’s face as the invading glove penetrated into the flesh.

Sweat beaded Leoni’s face as the ref placed her feet once more on their marks before announcing, ‘Miya, you may strike your second blow when ready’. Miya regarded her target, Leoni’s right bra cup, slick with sweat and rising and falling quickly as Leoni sucked in quick deep breaths. Miya let the anticipation in Leoni rise as she let the clock count down then with 30 seconds to go Miya stamped down on the ring, hoping to trick Leoni into moving and it nearly worked. Leoni flinched and jerked almost as if she had been hit but her feet just remained within the marks outlined on the ring. Miya grinned, nearly an extra blow but she still had two left and she was about to use one. This time the fist drove straight at the nipple of Leoni’s right breast driving straight into the bra cup and again drawing a shriek out of Leoni as her breast was crushed. Once more the ref put Leoni’s feet back on their marks before announcing that Miya could take her final blow. Miya again waited whilst for Leoni the anticipation of waiting for the last blow was far worse than for the earlier punches but she knew that she must not be tricked into moving before Miya struck her blow. 50 seconds, 40, 30, 20 then at 10 Miya again stamped on the ring floor, Leoni exclaimed and jerked but again managed to just remain in the correct position so Miya, with just 5 seconds remaining drove her fist into Leoni’s left bra cup, this time driving straight in hitting flush on the nipple. Immediately the ropes released Leoni and the force of the blow knocked her backwards onto the ring floor, her gloves coming instinctively down to cradle her breasts as a final pain wracked yell was drawn from her.

As the fighters were led from the ring the ref announced ‘as this was the first round lost by Leoni, the next round will commence in 5 minutes’


Part 4 to follow

TJ

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Re: Justice Battle - Leoni brought to justice part 3
« Reply #1 on: October 09, 2015, 01:59:49 PM »
Round 4 now posted