As Many as It takes
The two punches came from nowhere, painful but brief, and I was on the canvas.
Eris was looking down at me, gloved hands resting at her sides, as she caught her breath. She was checking to see if I was getting back up. Nodding conclusively, Eris smiled warmly. "Okay, go to sleep!" The match was over and I was floating away from her lovely body and into blackness.
I came to seated on the folding chair in my corner. Eris appeared very worried until a smile moved across her face when she saw I was conscious.
"You were gone a few minutes!" Eris' voice was sweet and alluring. "Seeing stars?"
"No." I answered.
"Good. How many fingers?"
I said two.
"Excellent. This was just our first fight, we can have as many as it takes."
That was the truth, as I discovered. Eris claimed to be in love with me or at least at the emotional stage just before it. I needed to push her to the final step.
"It wouldn't feel right, you know..perfect...unless you finally knocked me out!"
Eris only slept with with the men who defeated her in the ring, which was why she joined The Amazonia Boxing Club.
"It's so good! I feel satisfied...when I wake up on the canvas and see the guy who flattened me towering over me. It's like being vulnerable!" was her story to me before we began seeing each other "seriously." My KO was was the end of our first date.
"Next Friday, same time?" I asked.
"I can't wait!" Eris exclaimed and gave me a hell of a legs and ass show as she strutted across the canvas and leapt clear through the ropes and vanished in the darkness that surrounded the ring.
After the fight, I wondered why a strong, beautiful women like Eris only wanted the men who laid her out in the ring.
"She doesn't need a reason, really." said Kim Caldwell, who knew Eris from the Amazonia Boxing Club. Kim and I were enjoying the afterglow of our one-nighter. "That's just how she likes it, turned on by being overpowered."
"It's so improbable as if the whole thing is a lie Eris has invented!" I pensively ate more of the scramble eggs and toast I prepared for breakfast.
"No, its how she is. One time Eris and I and a few other girls had dinner at Zaapatelli's . After a few beers, Eris told everyone she liked being conquered, 'defeated' was her word."
Kim gave me a critical glance. "You know, Eris might just be in love with you!"
"You know, the tender-horny love, where you'd rather make love to rather than hurt the woman you love. The make believe kind."
"No...I'm not." I lied. I was dying to have Eris right there and she read that in my eyes. "I can't wait to deck you!"
"Just what I needed to hear!" she replied. She returned to her corner and pulled on her boxing gloves. Eris wore black shorts that revealed a lot of thigh and yellow, tiger print sports bra that emphazied how ample her breasts were.
"Ready?" she asked, gloves raised. Answering for me, the automatic bell clanged.
For two rounds, I made Eris pursue me, which she did, like a tigeress. By round four, she slowed down, so I moved in.
A solid, well landed right put Eris in the ropes. She staggered forward, perplexed by the stars glimmering amid the tilting boxing ring.
"Ga...night..daddy..." Eris sighed in a fading voice. Eris collapsed, her eyes shut. Bouncing off each rope as she went down, Eris landed on her ass, legs spread open and her head hanging down. Pulling my gloves off, I started the ten count. Eris slumbered through it.
"Eris! Hey, Eris!" I called out, waving smelling salts close to her nose.
"Wha...!?" groaned Eris as she jerked awake. Gathering her in my arms, I carefully lifted Eris to her feet. "Seeing ..stars...did you..?"
"Yes, I did!" I gave her a kiss. "You were out cold for the count and more!"
Eris nuzzled herself against me as if she had finally located a place of warmth and security.
"Take me home," she purred.
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