Lisa’s Gym night 2 – the boxing tournament
Part 1: bout 4 of bracket A
After the antics after the last fight, Claire McKenzie would normally have laughed, if not for the winner of the last bout Keisha Parkhurst knocking her glass of champagne over her, while she put on a smile for those around her, inside she wasn’t happy that her waitress from her café had shown her defiance, she had made a deal with Keisha, and she would happily throw her out the tournament if she kept showing spirit.
In the ring Lizzy Templeton got two helpers to clean the ring as the canvas was getting too soaked in sweat, once it was done she thanked them as she smiled, enjoying being the referee, even as she had gotten herself into some bother with two of tonight’s winners, well there was only one more fight on the billing and it was the one she was most looking forwards too because of one woman, especially as she saw Megan Chen move closer to the ring.
Part 2: Returning to the scene
Susie Littlefeather now had on her maroon thong with matching gloves as she stands in the locker room, the Native American woman nearly looking nude with those colours on, sure that Claire had picked her gear with that in mind, the recently turned 27 year old stood proudly at 5’8 and 150lbs, 32D breasts on show as her nipples were hardening already as she thought about showing this crowd that she was the real deal, a month ago she had fought Megan nude in a no rules brawl and took her down after being pushed to the limit.
Hence why this past month after Claire had hinted she should enter this tournament, Susie had been focused on training for the event, in her biker gangs club house she trained with the other women, using old boxing gloves one of the members got, she sparred with the other members and at night would work an old heavy bag in just jeans, fists tapped up as she worked up a sweat, her husband Wolf Pac loved seeing all this, what he didn’t love was when she told him they couldn’t sleep together two weeks before the fights, he was furious but seemed to respect Susie enough to not stray, she promised him mind blowing sex on the money she’d win, maybe not the best way to use it.
Now she heard her name being called by Lizzy in the ring, walking past women who had won and those who lost, walking through the crowd as a spotlight baths her in light, she strode through the room like she owned it, after getting inside the ring, she sees Megan across the ring on the outside, both staring hatefully at each other as desperately as much as they wanted the money, they wanted to fight in the final to prove who truly was the superior woman, Lizzy caught her attention when she started calling out her opponent.
Part 3: Sophie Clark
“Please welcome from Texas! Standing 5’8 and 148lbs, Sophie Clark” yells Lizzy, out comes a brunette with 32C breasts, grinning as she confidently strides to the ring, she is wearing a violet thong and gloves, tapping her cheeks as she gets to the ring steps, then climbing through the ropes into her corner with eyes locked onto Susie.
The 22 year old is the daughter of a farmer, she had happily grown up with animals and as she got older, had helped rope bulls as if it was second nature, the other trait Sophie had gained off her father was that she was competitive, which led to her fighting at 19 another farmers daughter over a boy, both started in flannel shirts and daisy duke style jeans, tops were ripped open as they fought in her dads barn, Sophie managed to punch her rival into the dirt, pinning her under her telling her to submit, which tiredly the other woman had to.
About a month ago a stranger visitor had came in her fathers front door, Sophie was in the living room but heard some shouting from her father, she eavesdropped as this mystery older blonde was at the front door asking about her mother, Sophie’s father had told her she’d died when she was little as she barely remembered her mums loving face, yet her dad simply told the woman she didn’t live there anymore, confusing Sophie a little, especially as the woman mentioned about fighting, handing her father a flyer that he crumpled up and threw at this blondes feet.
After the woman sighed then left and her father marched furiously into his bedroom, Sophie sneaked to the front door and found the flyer still on the mat outside, she opened it up to see a side view of two women topless in a ring boxing, eyes going wide at the sight, she saw the reward for the winner and thought to herself that maybe she should enter, maybe her mother was a natural fighter, she could have inherited it.
So she rung up the phone number and with one of her fathers farm hands, she got to training, lifting haybales, hitting an old heavy bag the local gym was going to throw away, trying to train in secret from her father as she had saw the rage it had put him in, maybe winning the thousand dollars would change his mindset on fighting, maybe it wasn’t the fighting but the fact this woman she’d never seen had wanted to see her mother, was this person close to her mother or what? She couldn’t lie to herself that things didn’t exactly add up for her.
Fast forwards to tonight and here she was, she’d practiced being topless in front of her friends when she told them about training, still she was a little nervous as she actually was in the ring, her eyes then focused on the referee, a realisation that was the woman who had been at her place, Lizzy asked if she was ready, startling the Texan as remembered what she was here to do, nodding to the referee, still curious about her.
Part 4: the bout:
Lizzy brought the fighters to the middle of the ring, where they locked eyes as their fists were firmly clenched in their gloves, while Susie was the pre-fight favourite, those in the crowd couldn’t separate them physically, only different apart from skin colour might have similarly been that extra cup size on the Native American girl, it seemed their bodies could sense a keen rival as their nipples started to harden, Lizzy couldn’t help herself nudging them together with a hand in their backs, making them hiss when their nipples pressed head on.
“I am going to beat you to a bloody mess cxnt” said Susie to her rival tonight, Sophie pressed even more into her as she replied “fucking try it” making the crowd whoop, Lizzy nudging them apart, telling them “fight hard ladies” as this was a fight she was keen to see, both walk to their corners, eyes intensely locked as Lizzy looked over them one more time, signalled for the automated bell to start the fight.
Round 1:
At the bell they rush together, swinging in punches at close range as they trade, snarling when they are hit flush, soon ending up clinched trying to force each other onto the ropes, Liz already needed to split them up, both fire a jab that lands at a similar time, causing them to take a step back, circling around the middle of the ring, those who bet big on Susie must be showing some worry now as Sophie is matching her punch for punch so far.
Halfway through the round, Susie manages to club Sophie near her ear with a left hook, driving her foe to the ropes with short digging punches around her abs, Sophie holding onto her with Susie hissing “breaking already little cow” as Megan can be heard snarling at ringside, remembering those taunts she took from her, broken up again, Susie looks to pressure her young opponent as she holds the middle of the ring.
Final moments of the rounds sees the Texan catch Susie on her nose with a straight, stepping to the inside to pay her opponent back for the body shots, both bodying up as they slug away to bodies, barks, groans and slapping sounds ring out till the bell rings, Lizzy pushing them apart as they grit their gumshields like two dogs baring their teeth in a warning.
Round 2:
Both again close up early, like two bulls clashing as they slap tits together while swinging away, ending up head locking each other and punching away till the referee can split them with a warning, this time as they step in Sophie is faster off the mark with a flush right cross to the face of her opponent, she drives back Susie to the ropes with a flush jab/straight into her face as the older woman covers up, Megan grins outside the ring as she takes a drink, Sophie getting clinched by Littlefeather, who can be heard hissing “fucking cow” into the ear of the farmers daughter.
Pushed apart so they can resume, both land a flush straight from the break, Sophie ducks under a left cross to land a left/right hook combo to the body of her opponent, Susie gritting her mouthpiece as she takes a step back, Sophie owning this round so far, driving back her foe with the Texan forcing Susie back to the ropes as the crowd were a little shocked, those who saw Susie in action a month ago saw her strength and toughness, right now she was being pushed around, her body being tested by clubbing blows as the slaps of leather on flesh could be heard, those nearest Susie could see her bum cheeks clench as the power was starting to hit right through her.
Pushing Sophie to her tits, Susie roars her way off the ropes with under thirty seconds to go, both bashing away on the inside as the crowd roar, Susie using little nudges with her left forearm to create space, then bashing in hooks around the cheeks of her rival, again they clinched up late on, toes being stepped on as they seemed natural enemies judging by the curse words being exchanged by the fighters, the round ends with first Susie giving a two handed shove to the chest of her opponent, getting one back as Sophie had never been intimidated by an opponent, she wasn’t going to start now, Lizzy held the fighters apart, ordering them again to return to their corners.
Round 3:
Stepping back out their corners to fight, beads of sweat were forming on faces, each fighter was slamming meaty straight punches into their opponents face, soon they each had a bloody nose, eyes narrowing in anger, being met with someone who seemed so closely matched to themselves, they both just missed with hooks when they tried to catch their opponents out, Lizzy licking her lips as she needed a fight like this after the one sided beat down in the last fight, seeing the intensity on both these proud women’s faces was getting her all hot as the cracks of leather when they landed a big punch made the crowd roar.
Sophie broke the stalemate after the opening minute, landing a meaty overhand right into the cheek of Susie after ducking a left hook, a left hook of her own turns Susie’s head to the side, Sophie keeps the heat on as the Arizona lass tries to hold her off, a sneaky uppercut catches Susie on her chin, sending the pre-tournament favourite onto her backside! Those who bet on the underdog go wild, Megan raises her glass to Susie with a big smile to mock her bitter rival, 1…2….3.. Some of Susie’s blood from her nose has dripped onto her tits, she shakes her head angrily, 4….5…. pushing to her right foot as her left knee is on the canvas, 6….7.. Susie gets to her feet, fists raised as she says to Sophie “you better end it now bitch before I end you” waving her opponent on to show she is ok.
Here comes Sophie to test that theory out, forty fives seconds to go and she is throwing hooks out her guard, Susie nearly catching her flush with her own uppercut, it glances off the chin of Sophie as she takes a step back, a hiss coming from Susie as she gets in tight to her opponent, landing a few blows close to the waistband of Sophie’s violet thong, Lizzy warning her to keep the punches up, Sophie losing her cool, now as accurate with her punches as she looks to hurt Susie for the low punches, tits slap together again as they can’t seem to get out their own way, the bell rings with Sophie getting some loud cheers and chants, Susie snarls as she looks around, returning to her own stool getting wiped down and looking pissed off at the world.
Round 4:
Susie know she needs to stop being pushed around, so she changes tact somewhat, swinging more at the tits of Sophie, who yelps at first as she isn’t used to someone targeting her breasts in a fight, her tits shaking around and even moulding around the gloves when she is hit flush on them, Sophie looks to be thrown off her game, not throwing as much as she looks as interested in protecting her pride and joy right now, which allows Susie to switch targets upstairs to the face of her opponent, sending sweat flying as she hits her with a jab/straight, getting those who bet on her back on side.
Soon enough Sophie has blood trickling from a cut under her left eye off a right hook, she covers up more as she isn’t used to being pushed around herself, forced onto the ropes, feeling them dig into her back as Susie tests out her body with short digging punches, taunting the Texan “I thought you Texas girls were tough? I can feel you breaking with punch after punch” getting a shove from Sophie to her face in reply as the farmers daughter fights back, clubbing Susie’s face with two rights, forcing her back to the centre ring.
Going toe to toe, blood and sweat goes flying, heads being wobbled till they clinch up, crowd whistling and cheering for both women, who hiss insults into each other’s ears, Lizzy prying the two battlers apart, Sophie again looking slightly the faster when they resume, landing a left cross followed by a straight into her opponents face, Susie again finding herself on the back foot, blood staining both fighter gloves as they exchange up to the bell, Susie cursing herself as she returns to her corner, feeling a hint of self-doubt, then telling herself to forget that as she pounds her gloves together when she stands up, Sophie meanwhile rubs her tits where a little redness has formed, glaring at Susie as they keep their eyes firmly on each other.
Round 5:
Pushing off their stools, sweat is starting to drip off their tits as they glisten under the lights, Susie starting to get more aggressive, slamming more punches under the tits of Sophie, who cries out and pounds her punches back into the face of her older foe, a missed right cross by Sophie leaves her open to a right onto her bloody nose, she cries out and takes a left hook onto her ear, stumbling towards the ropes, a right hook slams into Sophie’s face, knocking her onto her backside as Susie stares angrily down at her, silently telling her to stay down, 1…2…3… Susie leans against the turnbuckles in the neutral corner as she sees Sophie shake her head, 4…5… more blood drips onto Sophie’s tits, 6… she moves to her knees, 7….8.. getting to her feet to a cheer from her supporters, raising her fists as she nods to Lizzy that she can fight on, Littlefeather looks annoyed as she looks to the ceiling.
Marching back together, Sophie isn’t enjoying her nose being hit, whining out but trying to stand her ground, blood is starting to flow over the tits of both women, who continue to pound each other, Susie gets clocked with a left hook on her cheek, Sophie stepping in closer to work, both slamming away on the inside, trading thudding punches as the crowd is cheering the fighters on, Claire looking around with a beaming smile, this was the action she wanted from tonight.
Soon the round comes to an end, Susie shaking her head as she returns to her stool, wondering how she hasn’t taken down her opponent, while Sophie sits on her stool getting her nose cleaned up, breathing a little harder herself as her nose is bothering her, still both gamely stand up with their eyes locked, tapping their gloves together before the bell rings.
Round 6:
Sophie looking to keep the pressure on Susie, but she is getting caught coming forwards, the proud native American is moving more on her toes, circling around her foe flicking out punches as Sophie shows a little inexperience at fighting someone so close to herself, swinging in more hooks and missing, getting hit around her nose to make Clark’s nose bleed even more, Lizzy watching closely to see if it’s broken, glad for Sophie’s sake it isn’t, even if tears are starting to come into the eyes of the young woman.
An uppercut knocks back Sophie to her heels, Susie seeing her chance to strike back, pounding back Sophie to the ropes, digging her hooks under the ribs of the Texan to make her gasp and groan, eyes shutting before she holds onto Susie, both groaning as their nipples fence, Lizzy pulls them apart, with both women quick to step back in with straight punches that snap back each fighter head, blood and sweat flying as neither wants to back up an inch, moving back in to fight.
Holding and hitting more as the seconds tick away, when the round ends, they are grinding foreheads with Susie holding Sophie’s right arm, both with their free fist digging into tits and stomachs, the referee breaks them apart, chests rising faster as they shake their heads, trying to sit straight onto their stools as they are being patched up, trying to show their opponent they are still fresh enough to win this slugfest.
Round 7:
Pushing off their stools, both trade with their feet firmly planted, Susie drills a jab into the nose of Sophie, who cries out as her eyes shut, an uppercut follows to send her down to her back! Susie roaring “fuck yeah!” as she stares at Sophie, Lizzy needing to order her twice to the neutral corner, 1…2…3… Sophie turns over slowly to her front, 4…5… gumshield falling out her mouth as blood drips to the canvas, 6…7.. reaching for the gumshield, Sophie seems to be struggling to grab it, 8…9…10 when she does, she looks up glassy eyed to see she has been counted out, Susie Littlefeather wins!
Afterwards:
Susie is relieved inside, of course she has to show that she is ok, raising her arms in the air, looking at all the women outside the ring, some possible opponents in her future standing outside the ring, with her eyes soon firmly staring at Megan, spitting out the ring at her rival, leading to Megan trying to climb into the ring, Lizzy rushing to keep her out the ring, two waitresses become security guards as they pull Megan down.
As Megan is about to swing a right hook at one of the young waitresses, Claire yells “don’t you dare, I will ban you if you hit one of my servers!” Megan holding back, staring angrily around at Claire and a smirking Susie, who laughs as she watches Megan storm off out the gym, bumping into other women on her way, she will get her chance to unleash some of her rage the next day when she gets to fight.
In the ring Lizzy isn’t happy, she does still lift the right arm of Susie, who pulls it away as she says “I don’t need you to lift my arm up, they know who I am and that I am the best here” leaving the ring moments later, letting the other women see the sweat and blood on her, showing them all whose the toughest bitch here after having a tougher then expected fight, soon going into the locker room, where she sits down on the bench with Misty Lovelace wearing a red dress after getting changed after her fight, both women scowling at each other as they know they very well could meet before the final, Misty leaves before starting anything, Susie taking a deep breath happy not to be getting into another fight tonight, needing the day off before she is faced with the tough test of Keisha ahead.
While all this is going on, Sophie is helped to her stool, she says “mum…” with Lizzy shaking her head, saying to herself “poor girl, she is tough” not knowing that she knows Sophie’s mum, leaving the ring to go see Claire for a drink, Sophie looking at her as she comes back to her senses, then dips her head down, feeling ashamed she wasn’t able to win and make her mother proud, her friend trying to console her as tears drip from the proud farmers daughter drip onto the canvas.
Sophie wipes her eyes, tissues up her nose as she leaves the ring, plenty of the women who stayed patting her on her back as she passes, telling her “unlucky darling” and other nice things, making Sophie look around, nodding with a small smile at them, feeling a little better, still as she stops a moment outside the locker room doors, she looks over at Lizzy, knowing she has to ask her about her mother sometime, just not right now as a shower is calling her to get clean and feel some relief for the pain she is in.
