Leoni brought to Justice: part 4
By TJ, Constructive comment welcome at lesnig@yahoo.com
Brutal boxing justice battle between Leoni and Miya

Itís worth first reading ëJustice Battle ñ An introductioní and the first 3 parts of this story.

Leoni Brought to Justice Round 4

During the 5 minute break there was frantic activity in both dressing rooms, ice
applied to swollen breasts, muscles massaged, bodies oiled and fresh clothing
supplied for the next round. In Leoniís dressing room Jim was urgently trying to
build up Leoniís confidence after the loss of the last round and urging her to
make the ultimate effort in this coming round; Jim was aware that if Leoni lost
another round she would lose the advantage that her shorts gave her as it
restricted the body area Miya could target. In Miyaís dressing room Carl was
urging Miya on for the same reasons ëwin this round and youíve won the fightí he
was saying, ëfor once let Leoni try to force the pace as she will know she must
win this round, so let her tire herself out trying; keep popping away at her
breasts, youíve almost broken her there and when you have you can take her out
at will. Your breasts are sore too so donít be stupid like you were earlier in
the fight, keep calm and donít fight angry, fight clever and win this round,
then destroy her in the nextí.

The 5 minute break finished all too quickly and the fighters were called back
into the ring. Their freshly oiled bodies glistened, the oil also highlighted
the battering each fighter had received, welts and bruising clearly showing all
over both fighters and bras stretched by swelling breasts so that even Leoni was
beginning to look quite voluptuous, her original ëBí cupped bra had long ago
been ditched and was hanging above her corner along with 2 other braís each
slightly larger than the other. But then there was Miya. Her huge breasts had
also swollen and Like Leoni she had discarded a number of impressive sports
braís and even the one she was now wearing, perhaps the largest such available,
was straining to contain her huge boobs.

The ref announced ëMiya will receive 2 breast blows from Leoni, seconds you have
just 30 seconds left to prepare Miyaí. As he was speaking Miyaís seconds had
almost finished; Miyaís arms were now stretched and held above her head as she
stood in the centre of the ring waiting to receive her blows and a blindfold was
being attached. The ref carefully positioned Miyaís feet then stepped back
announcing ëLeoni will now strike 2 blows to alternate breasts, she will have 60
seconds for each blow. Should Miya attempt to dodge a further blow will be
awarded. After the last breast blow Miyaís blindfold will be removed and the
round will start immediately. Leoni, you have 60 seconds to strike your first
blowí.

Leoni regarded her ëtargetsí. Miyaís breasts, with her arms stretched above her
head, were magnificently presented towards Leoni, her body glistened with a
combination of oil and sweat under the lights as she stood waiting for Leoniís
blow. On the ringside screens the below ring camera played lasciviously up
Miyaís body. From just beneath and just behind it panned slowly up Miyaís legs,
her oiled back showing her muscles of to perfection, then back down to her firm
buttocks stretching the fabric of her seamless white knickers. The camera slowly
moves forward and zooms in on the stretched fabric between her legs, her mound a
gentle bulge and with tight knickers a hint of a camel toe as the camera slowly
pans forward then zooms back to reveal those fantastic breasts jutting straight
out above a toned flat stomach. Then a violent jerk as this perfect vision
shatters. Leoniís fist strikes, too quick to take in the blow itself as Miya
convulses and shrieks with pain in the immediate aftermath, her feet scrabble
for purchase as with contorted features she tries to gain control and composure
against the awful, invasive pain caused by Leoniís fist. Immediately in slow
motion the blow is shown again; the perfect view of Miya from below then slowly
coming into view Leoniís glove heading for the bulls eye, the point of Miyaís
nipple, then the glove seemingly gently kisses the nipple but continues in, and
in, and in, bulging out the fabric of Miyaís bra in severe distortion until the
fist comes to a stop and lingers whilst the distortion continues, a wave of bra
encased flesh rolling away from the invading fist like water away from a stone.
From all sides and angles the fist was shown slowly invading, Miya face showing
the agony a split second after the event then the fist withdraws and
miraculously he flesh rushes back to itís rightful shape with a snap and a
wobble or two as the repercussions slowly die away.

Miya looked in shock, her face showing pain and disbelief ëhow could that blow
have hurt so much more than earlierí you could almost hear her think; meanwhile
sweat was springing out of every pore as her body reacted to the sudden pain,
rivulets forming and slipping down her body staining the top of her bra and
knickers as she stood waiting (and dreading) the next blow. Meanwhile she
realised why she hurt more than expected, the long break between rounds was a
double edged sword as during the round her body would produce adrenalin, a
natural painkiller, but then during the break this would reduce as the body
relaxed so that now, at the start of a new round, the first blows were so much
more effective.

Leoni readied herself for the next blow, she wanted to, in fact needed, to hurt,
destroy and obliterate Miya and this was her chance. Miya waited, chest heaving,
breasts rising and falling in quick rhythm with her breathing as the clock
counted down. With 20 seconds to go Leoni drove her fist with all her might
straight into Miyaís left breast. Immediately Miyaís gloves were released and
the blindfold ripped away as she was knocked backward by the force of Leoniís
blow. The fight was on. With Miya scrambling for balance after her arms had been
released Leoni followed up instantly with a straight left to Miyaís right breast
then a right and another left each punch straight and powerful driving into
Miyaís breasts forcing Miya back across the ring, her gloves desperately
flailing as she urgently tried to protect her breasts, then as Miya finally
achieved some semblance of a defence Leoni altered her attack, her next right
became an uppercut and drove solidly into the underside of Miyaís left breast
forcing it up and driving Miya back a final step into the ropes which bounced
her back a half step into Leoniís left fist which crashed into Miyaís cheek
knocking her head sideways; Miya fell back again against the ropes and stumbled
away all balance gone, then as a right from Leoni missed Miya fell awkwardly
into her corner and the ref started the 20 second count.

Immediately Carl and Dave sprung into the ring to help Miya who was now sitting
legs splayed with her back against the corner post. Leani watched the frantic
activity with some satisfaction as Carl and Dave worked on Miya, ice packs were
plunged inside her bra and cold water dashed into her face before Dave started
working on her body. Carl tipped Miyaís head back and looked into her eyes
before being satisfied that she was properly conscious he started to talk
quietly to her leaving Dave the job of working on her body. Leoni flushed with
success stood in her own corner waiting to start working over Miya again, her
excitement evident by her magnificent nipples which were trying to bore holes
through her bra, big before they were now evidently larger. As the ref reached
17 Carl and Dave helped Miya to her feet and continued to work on her as the ref
re-started the 20 count. Meanwhile the crowd was being treated to slow motion
replays of Leoniís attack, bam, bam, bam, bam left then right bra cup was
penetrated in turn, squashed and distorted by powerful straight punches until
the final breast uppercut drove Miyaís left bra cup up towards her shoulder, the
powerful bra stretching as it just about contained Miyaís breast, then the final
crushing blow to Miyaís face that drove her to the ring floor.

Whilst Leoni was waiting and watching Miya being worked on she was thinking a
short mantra to herself ëfinish her, finish her, finish herí, the confidence
that had been drained by losing the previous round had now returned and watching
Miya wince and squirm with pain as she stood in the corner cradling ice packs
against her breasts she thought to her self, ëyes! Finish her now and make her
payí.

As the 2nd 20 count reached 17 Carl and Dave left the ring leaving Miya standing
ready for the final 10 count. Then, as the 10 count started Leoni came as close
as the ref would allow, eager to dive in and punish Miya some more. Miya
meanwhile looked in some discomfort and disarray, soaked with sweat and iced
water, her bra and knickers were slightly transparent and it was clear from the
way her arms were cradling her breasts and from the expression on her face that
she was in some pain as she waited for Leoni to attack. ë3, 4, 5, 6, 7í counted
the ref as Miya almost reluctantly prepared her guard, high to protect breasts
and face. Then at ë10í the ref stepped aside and Leoni immediately drove in
driving leather at Miya, lefts and rights thudded in Miyaís upper arms and
gloves as Leoni drove her across the ring trying to force an opening to once
again punish those large breasts. Miya was grunting with pain even though she
was blocking the punches, it still hurt to have her own glove pushed into her
breast even though much of the force had been taken away. Miya then felt ropes
against her back and with Leoni still pounding her defences Miya threw her first
punch, a left jab into Leoniís right bra cup bringing a yelp from Leoni and
giving Miya just enough space and time to escape from the ropes. Leoni spun
around and advanced again towards Miya who had quickly moved into the centre of
the ring throwing a left, then a right which Miya blocked retreating slowly,
then Leoni tried a looping right to Miyaís head which Miya just barely swayed
away from in time but, over extended and of balance after missing with her right
Leoni was now vulnerable, a left from Miya sunk into the outside of Leoniís
right bra cup driving the breast across Leoniís body quickly followed by a right
that hit Leoniís ribs with a smack, each blow drawing a gasp from Leoni, the
breast shot especially. Leoni didnít retreat though, instead she continued to
attack, again going for the head, a left jab brought Miyaís guard up to block
leaving space for a hard right to sink straight into Miyaís left bra cup; Miyaís
turn to cry out as her breast was once again punished. Then, Leoni following up
with another left to Miyaís head once again left herself open as Miya swayed
aside and this time drove a hard right straight into Leoniís left bra cup, a
bullís eye flush onto Leoniís erect nipple and then a left lower into the body,
just inches above Leoniís waistband, the 2nd blow silencing the cry caused by
the first as Leoni had some of the wind knocked out of her. Retreating
momentarily Leoni sucked in air, chest heaving and her body slick with sweat
before re-grouping and once again advancing on Miya, who for the first time in
the fight was content to allow Leoni to set the pace, a fast pace still as Leoni
again sent a flurry of punches into Miya who blocked and retreated steadily
across the ring before finally sending a quick left jab which glanced of Leoniís
forehead but left just enough opening for Leoniís next right to plough into the
side of Miyaís left breast, the bra folding around Leoniís glove as it was
knocked across Miyaís body, the right cup in turn forced out before strong lycra
snapped the 2 awesome globes back into painful place. Miya stepped back to avoid
a left from Leoni and found herself right where Leoni wanted her, stuck in the
corner. Leoni piled in, not giving Miya a chance to get away, sending in left
after right after left, pounding away at Miyaís guard as it protected her face
and chest, Miya frantically blocked waiting, hoping, for a chance. The chance
came after maybe 8 or 10 punches from Leoni had thudded into Miyaís gloves;
Leoni stepped back slightly to try going below Miyaís guard into the lower body
and Miya sent a fierce straight right into the centre of Leoniís body just below
the bra. Suddenly Leoni was almost paralysed, the blow to her solar plexus had
driven every last bit of air out of her body, she staggered back on jellied
legs, mouth gaping and arms drooping at her side. Miya, in no particular hurry,
caught up with Leoni and swatting her guard aside sent a straight left and then
a right into Leoniís bra flattening each breast in turn and driving Leoni across
the ring so that it seemed that just one more punch would send her to the
ground, instead Miya stayed in the centre of the ring as Leoni half staggered
and fell against the ropes.

Leoniís chest heaved as she sucked in much needed air and recovered from the
blows she had just received. She was reassured somewhat to see that Miya had not
followed up, in fact was standing half bent over in the centre of the ring
seemingly struggling for breath herself, so Leoni heaved herself of the ropes
and advanced purposefully. Miya quickly brought her guard up as Leoni approached
and blocked a left jab aimed at her head, Miya retreated a half step as Leoni, a
little more cautiously than earlier in the round pressed forward jabbing lefts
at Miyaís guard before, after another left jab, unleashing a right uppercut to
the base of Miyaís left breast. Miya shreiked, her scream overlapping the thud
of Leoniís glove impacting on her sore, bruised breast but, despite the pain,
she retaliated instantly crushing Leoniís right bra cup with a straight left and
following up with a swinging right to the body before stepping back, guard
ready. Leoni briefly cradled her breasts before again advancing on Miya, her
face screwed up with pain and determination. Again Leoni forced Miya back
jabbing away, this time Miya just retreated, slowly circling to avoid been
forced onto the ropes as Leoni ducked and weaved throwing whatever she could at
Miya with little in the way of reply as Miya just defended, taking most of
Leoniís punches on her guard until, emboldened by catching Miya a glancing blow
to the forehead, Leoni put everything into a follow up right. Miya, swayed out
of the way and dug in two vicious blows to Leoniís belly, just above the
waistline of her shorts, each punch drawing a groan out of Leoni who now found
herself waltzing close with Miya, her right arm draped over Miyaís shoulder from
her earlier miss and, doubled up slightly from Miyaís body shots her head was on
Miyaís shoulder. Miya enjoyed the dance more than Leoni. With room to swing and
a body to hit Miya dug 2 short but powerful blows into Leoni whilst at the same
time she swung Leoni around and pushed her into the corner before breaking
herself away from Leoniís embrace she straightened Leoni up with a left and
right uppercut into each of Leoniís breasts, each punch digging in to each bra
cup before dragging itself over the material, threatening to rip the bra away
from Leoniís breasts such was the force, then, as Leoni was pitching forward to
the floor, Miya closed in and wrapping her arms around her pushed her back into
the corner and held her upright. Miya didnít want Leoni to get the respite of a
long count, neither did she want Leoni to receive any advice from her seconds so
it was worth it to Miya to forego a free breast punch if she could take further
advantage of a much weakened Leoni. Leoni struggled, feebly trying to push Miya
away, Miya held on though until she was sure Leoni wouldnít go down and then
stepped back and regarded Leoni as she slumped back against the corner post.
Miya watched as Leoni slowly forced herself fully upright then as Leoni tried to
come out of the corner Miya attacked, going under Leoniís guard with a left to
Leoniís right breast. Leoni groaned and sagged once more in the corner cradling
her right breast, until again she tried to come out. This time Miya feinted a
left to the head which Leoni tried to cover, but in so doing left herself wide
open to a powerful straight right to her left breast and then helpless in the
corner a left and right to the body folded her up and sent her crashing to the
floor.

Helen and Jim leaped into the ring as the ref started a 10 count. Leoni was
curled up tight and it was hard work for Jim and Helen to work on her. Using a
combination of smelling salts and force they got Leoni half sitting up but still
doubled over, her head down onto her knees. Jim dunked the best part of a full
bucket of iced water onto Leoni before, with the count at 8, he and Helen
dragged Leoni onto her feet. Well sort of, Leoni was only feebly trying to help
but did at last seem to respond to Jim as he talked to her, face inches a way as
he stared into her eyes. As the count progressed Jim spoke urgently, ëre-group
for a while, donít stand toe to toe. You need to work her and pressure her but
wait until youíve got a good lead in first before going all gung ho, you can do
this, you almost had her earlierí and then as the count reached 8 Jim and Helen
left the ring leaving Leoni draped over the ropes as the ref started the final
10 count.

Leoni knew that she had to get away from the corner before the fight re-started
so as the count reached 5 she pushed herself off the ropes and made her way into
the centre of the ring, breathing hard and soaking wet after her corner had
worked on her she stood ready as the ref reached 10 and said ëfight oní. Miya
approached with a quick jabs to the head as she forced Leoni backwards then Miya
upped the ante following up a left jab with a right towards the body, Leoni
quickly danced aside and caught Miya with a right into her belly, the smack of
the glove hitting wet flesh was instantly followed by a gasp as Miya lost some
air from her lungs. Miya was instantly on the defensive just blocking a left to
the face and then, with her guard still raised Leoni was able to drive a
straight right into Miyaís left bra cup. Miya groaned but whilst taking the blow
her own left was already on itís way into Leoniís face, whipping Leoniís head
around and back as it hit her cheek. Miya smashed a right into Leoniís left
breast as Leoni staggered back and then a left lower to the body drove her back
another step so that Leoni found herself once more against the ropes. Miya
advanced and Leoni quickly flung a jab as she tried to get away from the ropes
but Miya ducked underneath and sent a vicious one two into Leoniís body, just
above the waistband of her shorts, the thud of the blows resounding around the
ring. Miya stepped back a little to make room for another blow giving Leoni just
enough space to scamper away, breathing heavily and slightly doubled over from
the body blows.

Miya was impressed, yet concerned at the same time. Sheíd not expected Leoni to
withstand her last 2 punches so well. Meantime in the short interlude (seconds
only) whilst the fighters re-grouped the crowd was treated to a revue of the
recent action, this time using scenes from several below ring cameras. The first
scene showed Miya in slow motion stepping towards leoni, the tight strip of
sweat soaked material that was Miyaís panty, the swell of her sex showing as a
smooth bulge, then from below and behind her taught lycra encased buttocks were
in perfect view and then a sudden spasm as leoniís fist drove into Miyaís belly,
then cut to another camera looking up at Miyaís breasts as, still leaning
forward from the body shot and with her arms raised high to protect her face,
her huge breasts were perfectly framed by the camera as Leoniís glove drove into
Miyaís left bra cup. In slow motion the glove inexorably driving in the bra
squashed in and bulging out more and more as the glove penetrated oh so slowly
and oh so painfully towards Miyaís ribs. Meanwhile as Leoniís face comes into
shot, moving forwards with the momentum of her own blow towards Miyaís glove ñ a
slow motion craaack as Leoniís head whips around droplets of sweat springing
away glinting in the powerful ring lights as her face is all scrunched up by
Miyaís glove. With no defence, her arms spread wide in desperate balance and her
head back, the view from below seems that Leoni is sticking out her pert breasts
at Miya, her pencil eraser nipples look like they are about to explode through
her bra, or maybe be driven out through Leoniís back as Bam, Miyaís right fist
totally engulfs Leoniís left bra cup and Leoniís whole body shudders under the
impact, then the 2 blows into Leoniís belly each punch sending shockwaves
through Leoniís body, radiating away from the impact sight, but somehow Leoni
staggers away out of shot and we re-join the real action as Leoni and Miya both
stand sucking in mouthfuls of much needed oxygen.

Miya doesnít want to give Leoni too much time to recover so she advances, trying
to keep Leoni working, Miya jabs at Leoniís head as Leoni backs off. Miya seems
content to just follow her around the ring throwing an occasional jab as Leoni
retreats and tries to avoid the ropes, throwing an occasional jab of her own to
keep Miya at bay. Both fighters look tired, the gloves are not held quite so
high, movement is less assured and both chests are (pleasingly to the eye)
heaving as this battle of attrition continues. Miya oh so gradually let her arms
drop even as she still followed Leoni around the ring, her guard looking more
and more open until finally Leoni took the bait and attacked with a right aimed
at Miyaís chin. Instantly Miya dropped underneath and powered her own right into
the centre of Leoniís body an inch or so above the waistband and powered a
winded Leoni backwards into the ropes stepping back to make room as the ropes
catapulted Leoni back into the ring to encounter by far the fiercest breast
punches of the fight so far as with perfect timing Miya drove a right fist
straight into Leoniís left breast, immediately followed by a left into Leoniís
right breast, the momentum of Leoniís own body added to Miyaís perfect timing
drew a huge scream out of Leoni as she dropped to the canvas, ashen faced, feet
drumming against the canvas as waves of pain washed through her body.

Instantly Jim and Helen leap into the ring and Helen gently slips ice packs into
Leoniís bra, even this, seemingly agony for Leoni. The ref is counting as slow
motion replays show Miya last blows. The body shot is awesome but Leoni would
have survived that, even though a little winded. But the power in Miyaís legs is
evident as muscles rippling she drives Leoni backwards, accelerating in slow
motion until Leoni almost seems to fly into the ropes which stretch and stretch
before faster and faster Leoni is propelled uncontrollably towards Miya waiting
fists, her back arching back and from the front and side Leoniís bra is
propelled upwards through sheer momentum so that as Miyaís right fist hits
Leoniís left bra cup, it is high on Leoniís chest, nipples pointing up at around
45 degrees as Miyaís fist hits just below the nipple and with leoniís own
momentum adding to the force Miyaís glove drives leoniís breast impossibly high
up her chest before it is totally engulfed and then Leoniís right breast suffers
the same fate. Leoniís face remains impassive as both these blows impact, then
as Miyaís gloves retreat and Leoniís bra bounces back into shape Leoniís face
contorts horribly as she screams.

As the ref reaches 5 Leoni is on her feet, her face still a mask of agony there
is little Helen can do other than hold ice packs against her breasts. Jim speaks
urgently into her ear ëlook, that bloody well hurt but you canít give up. Christ
if you do just think how many rounds of punishment youíd be forced to take. You
know you canít throw in the towel, thatís not allowed so keep yourself together,
sheís got breasts as well if you havenít already noticed and you caught her good
yourself earlier. Keep it like that and donít let her sucker youÖ and remember
youíre not going to lose this round, your shorts give you too much advantage so
take your time and let her tire herself out, she knows sheís got to get you this
round or sheís had ití. The as the ref reaches 8 Jim and Helen leave the ring as
the ref starts the final 10 count.

Standing waiting as the ref counts Leoni looks pensive. The camera zooms in on
her bra and the power of Miyaís last 2 blows is immediately apparent. Leoniís
bra looks painfully tight, and itís a bra already 2 sizes larger than her
natural size.

As soon as the count reached 10 Miya stepped forward, and with an aggressive jab
at Leoniís face, she immediately forced Leoni on to the retreat, quick left jabs
aimed at the head kept Leoniís guard up, and for the moment that seemed to be
all Leoni could do. She was in fast retreat and seemed reluctant to do anything
other than block and back pedal. Miya upped the pace keeping the left jab going
to the face she followed up with a quick, sharp right to the body, then again
and then again 3 times in succession Leoni blocked a jab but then couldnít
respond in time to block the follow up body shot. They werenít powerful but the
crack as glove met wet flesh showed that they had sting. With Miya increasingly
on the offensive Leoni realised that she couldnít just keep blocking so she sent
out a slightly tentative left jab of her own; immediately Miya responded with a
stinging right pan caking Leoniís left breast drawing an agonized gasp from
Leoni who quickly covered up again and retreated. Miya followed not allowing
Leoni any time to come to regroup, left jab at face with an occaisional right to
the body, most blows being blocked but work, work, work, both Miya and Leoni
were blowing hard and sweat was pouring of them both. Then Leoni slipped or
stumbled, perhaps on sweat, or due to tiredness, and Miya pounced, with Leoniís
arms instinctively swinging out to regain balance Miyaís next left was a
straight drive into Leoniís right bra cup which, with Leoni already of balance,
was enough to send her feet skidding out in front of her and she dropped
painfully straight down onto her backside.

Jim and Helen stepped quickly into the ring as the count started. Leoni wasnít
desperately hurt but nonetheless Helen was quick to place ice packs on those
tender breasts. Jim though was speaking furiously to her ëyour not hitting her!
How do you expect to knock her out? Sheíll just keep plugging away and youíll
get caught every now and then like just now and have breast punch after breast
punch add up until you just canít take any moreÖ. But youíll have to. So donít
be stupid ñ fight her. You canít afford to be frightened of getting hurt, a blow
to the breast during a round wonít hurt half as much as the blows youíll get at
the end of the round. Jab hard and move, donít waft that glove around, quick
sharp and decisive. Hurt her before she hurts you, take one punch to give two
backí. With that Jim and Helen had to scamper from the ring as the next 10
second count started.

Miya appeared ready to pounce as soon as the count finished so Leoni made her
way into the centre of the ring before the count reached 10. The moment the ref
waved ëbox oní Miya returned to the attack driving a left jab at Leoniís face
but Leoni proved that sheíd listened to Jimís advice as ducking aside she drove
her first serious punch for some time, a swinging right which crashed painfully
into the Miyaís left side, just where breast met ribs before quickly stepping
away from a fierce right from Miya. Miya followed so Leoni jabbed out a left,
but Miya was ready and her own crisp right plunged up into Leoniís left bra cup,
then, closing in, Miya crashed a left into Leoniís rib cage, the breast punch
dragged an agonized groan from Leoni followed by a gasp as Miyaís left drove
into her ribs. Leoni pushed at Miya, thrusting her away but the space she gained
was used by Miya who drew another agonized gasp from Leoni by driving her right
glove into Leoniís left breast. Miya attacked, this time a left, again aimed at
the breast but Leoni swivelled away forcing Miya to over extend herself as her
glove chased Leoni allowing Leoni to crash her right fist into the side of
Miyaís head. Miya reeled away half stunned with her back to Leoni so Leoni swung
a left into Miyaís side, a repeat of her earlier blow, catching Miya on the side
of the breast and ribcage. Miya turned to face Leoni, face scrunched up with
pain and still dazed she offered little defence as Leoni, grunting with effort,
blasted a right just barely above the waistband of Miyaís panties, the oof as
air was driven from Miyaís lungs resounded around the ring followed by another
grunt from Leoni as she straightened a crouching Miya up with a left uppercut to
Miya right bra cup driving Miya into the corner. Quickly Leoni followed up eager
to knock Miya out but as she drove a right at Miyaís face Miya quickly dropped
underneath and smashed a left into Leoni right breast and slipped away along the
ropes. Leoni, hurt and angry, chased after Miya who still seemed dazed from the
earlier head shot but the moment Leoni unleashed a right Miya proved sheíd
recovered as again she dropped underneath and smacked a left into Leoniís right
breast, then as Leoni saw Miya right fist advancing towards her she quickly
brought her guard up to protect her sore breasts but, too late, she realised
that Miyaís aim was lower as Miyaís glove crashed into Leoniís ribs. Desperately
Leoni blocked another body shot, but now it was her turn to be dazed as a right
from Miya crashed into her temple and suddenly Leoni found herself propped up in
the corner, her right breast exploding with pain as a left from Miya drove it
flat and then a swinging right from Miya to the same breast threatened to rip it
from Leoniís body as glove brushed past Leoniís left breast and sunk deep into
the side of her right breast, squeezing the bra clad breast out to the side of
Leoniís body.

ëDid that hurt?í Miya asked, not that she didnít know the answer with Leoniís
shriek still echoing around the ring, ënah, I didnít think so youíve still got a
bra on. But just you wait till laterí. This was the first time either of the
fighters had spoken in the ring but for Miya it was a mistake as she momentarily
lost concentration so Leoni drove her right glove into Miyaís left bra cup,
swivelling her shoulders to maximise the power, Miyaís turn to shriek and step
back, but Leoni followed whipping a left up into Miyaís right breast. Miya then
dodged another powerful right from Leoni and with pin point precision drove a
left onto the point of Leoniís prominent right nipple following with a right low
into the body driving Leoni back into the corner. Leoni tagged Miyaís right
breast with a jab as Miya approached but aside from a grimace Miya ignored this
as with determination etched on her face she powered in lefts and rights towards
Leoniís breasts and face. Leoni desperately kept her guard up under this
onslaught so Miya quickly switched targets and 2 powerful punches, a left and a
right in turn, powered into Leoniís ribs then lower still a left started to fold
Leoni up as with quivering legs she lurched forward trying to close with Miya.
Instead though she walked straight into a powerful right and with mouth gaping
she slowly slid down Miyaís body, desperately trying to cling on to remain
upright she sank to her knees and with gloves propping her up she bent forward
gasping for breath.

What happened next didnít properly register, Jim and Helen had raced into the
ring but were beaming as they attended to Leoni. The count was progressing and
Jim quickly said to Leoni, ëshe caught you too low, youíll have a free shot now
so come on get yourself together sheís yours nowí. As Jim was speaking Miyaís
arms were being tied above her head, a look of total disbelief and horror on her
face. Sheíd been so close to winning the round and even now Leoni was barely
struggling to her feet, held upright by Jim and Helen. ëWhy have I got another
light then?í asked Leoni, referring to the 4 lights that now glowed above her
corner, ëwellí, replied Jim, ëyou went down thatís whyí. Donít forget youíve had
2 shots already so sheíll be tender. Make this one payí. With that Jim and Helen
had to leave the ring as Leoni, still partly doubled over took the 10 count.

Meanwhile slow motion replays were concentrating on 2 aspects of the recent
fight, firstly the last few breast punches taken by Leoni were being replayed
and contrasted with earlier blows. Clearly Leoniís breasts were suffering,
hugely swollen by comparison with the start of the fight when you considered
that Leoni had fairly modest breasts but now, even her larger bra was being
stretched. Other replays were showing the body shots, each blow sending shock
waves through Leoni especially the last which pounded into the top of Leoniís
lycra shorts.

As the count reached 10 Leoni slowly forced herself upright, determined to make
the most of the opportunity ahead. Blindfolded, Miya was standing tall, legs
apart with feet on marks 1 Metre apart and her arms held stretched out above
her. The ref announced ëLeoni, you now have 60 seconds to take your free blow.
Remember, there are no restrictionsí.

The cameras had no doubt as to where Leoni would strike as from every angle all
screen showed closed ups of the tight, sweat soaked material that encased Miyaís
mound. Offering no protection, indeed Leoniís target was highlighted as the damp
material was transparent enough for Miyaís triangle of hair to show as an
excitingly vulnerable (to Leoni) target. The count was approaching 30 and Leoni
was taking deep breaths and limbering up whilst Miya sweated having no concept
of how much time had elapsed but thinking that the blow must come at any moment.
At 45 seconds the strain on Miya was apparent as muscles spasmed and twitched in
her thighs and her whole body trembled with dread anticipation. Then it came. A
right as powerful as Leoni could muster sweeping up and impacting plumb dead
centre in the darker patch of Miyaís mound. Instantly Miyaís body convulsed as
it tried to fold over to ease the pain, her legs left the floor as the ropes
semi released allowing Miya to drop slowly to the floor, all the time trying to
bring her restrained hands down so as to try to ease the pain shown by her
drawn, white, face etched in an agony that she couldnít vocalise. Once she was
down the ropes finally released and she rolled over into the foetal position
gloves pressed between her legs trying to squeeze out the pain that she felt.

As the ref started the 20 count (Miya had lost 2 rounds already so her count had
extended to 20 sec, see round 1 story) Instantly Carl and Dave leapt into the
ring to help Miya although apart from ice packs there was little initially that
they could do, Miya had to ride the waves of pain and hope that theyíd subside
in time for her to continue this round. At 10 seconds Miya was just able to
allow Dave to place an ice pack against her injured sex, by 15 seconds she was
still locked into the foetal position sheíd been in since the blow so Carl and
Dave had to physically manhandle her of the canvas just in time for the next 20
second count. Her legs were almost useless, she needed both Dave and Carl to
support her, and at that she was doubled over still desperately trying to ease
the pain. Carl was whispering urgently and at 15 seconds finally got a response
from Miya, a slight nod to suggest that she understood and then, all too soon
for Miya, Carl and Dave had to leave the ring so Miya was quickly dragged to the
ring corner where she was half draped over the ropes, one arm cradling the
corner post for support whilst the other arm was still wedged between her legs,
her upper torso held up by the ropes.

The ref started the 10 count that Miya had to survive for the round to continue
whilst Leoni eagerly waited. At 5 seconds Miya forced herself to turn and face
the centre of the ring, her legs just barely holding her and her body still
doubled over but trying to stand more vertically so that by the time the count
reached 10 an unsteady Miya was 2/3rds upright and with a very rudimentary guard
as Leoni eagerly pounced with a left and right hammering down into the exposed
tops of Miyaís bra cups. Miya staggered forward trying to clinch but Leoni
stepped aside as Miya, with no strength at all to direct her motion wobbled
across the ring allowing Leoni to clobber her a brutal blow to the Kidneys which
was enough to send Miya painfully to the canvass, her legs giving up and her
forward momentum aided by Leoniís blow sending her in a forward dive to the
floor, her breasts taking the full impact as they pancaked on the ring floor.
Again Miya curled up in the foetal position as once again Carl and Dave leapt in
to assist, and despite the Kidney blow it was still Miyaís poor sex that needed
the ice. So after another 2, 20 second counts Miya was once again left half
propped in the corner as the ref counted the 10 count.

As before Miya was doubled over as the ref counted but at least she didnít look
quite as unsteady. Leoni waited eager, to impart more hurt. At 10 Miya was still
not fully upright but looked more prepared than she had just 1 minute before as
Leoni rushed in unleashing a right at Miyaís head. But before Leoniís glove made
contact Miya herself had unleashed a vicious rising right hand punch that met
the oncoming Leoni right at the base of her left breast stopping her dead in her
tracks and lifting her on to the tips of her toes, the bra (and breast that it
contained) was whipped violently upward; then Leoniís right bra cup felt the
impact of Miyaís gloves as a straight left squashed the breast flat and knocked
a shocked Leoni backwards. A crouching Miya followed, face still distorted and
grey with pain but also edged with an almost maniacal determination. Leoni drove
a powerful right fist into Miyaís left breast, but Miya didnít defend, instead
she allowed Leoni to strike and in turn used the opening to power her own right
into Leoniís left breast, then the right then the left again, Leoni striking at
Miyaís undefended breasts for all she was worth her gloves sinking deep into
Miyaís bra cups but in turn Miya was driving powerful straight drives into
Leoniís breasts, each blow dragging increasingly high pitched and desperate
yelps from Leoni and at the same time forcing her across the ring. As Leoniís
back met the ropes Leoni desperately changed target aiming for Miya face, but
Miya just swayed aside and crashed two more powerful blows into Leoniís breasts
before unleashing another rising right that Leoni desperately tried to block
from hitting her breast, but too late, Miyaís glove sailed past Leoniís
rudimentary defence, past her breasts and hit flush on to the point of Leoniís
chin who without a sound crashed to the ring floor.

Miya herself suddenly seemed spent, she staggered over to the ropes and
breathing ever so heavily draped herself over them whilst Jim and Helen rushed
in to see what they could do for Leoni. Smelling salts gradually brought a
response as the count reached 7 so Jim and Helen hauled Leoni to her feet but it
was useless. As the second count reached 10 Leoni was conscious, but just
barely. The ref announced 4th round to Miya, seconds, you have 2 minutes to
prepare Leoni for her breasts blows. Sheís taken 5 counts so will receive 5
blows to the breastí.

Ropes were already dangling from the ring and Jim and Helen were doing there
best with a groggy Leoni. With 30 seconds remaining they eased her to her feet
and on wobbly legs they helped her to the centre of the ring. The ref checked
that she was properly aware and then allowed her arms to be fixed above her
head. With unsteady legs Leoni was having difficulty keeping her legs on the
marks so the ref signalled for foot restraints. Finally Leoni was prepared and
the ref announced. ëPenalty blow, Leoni it is 15 seconds past the time I
allowed. Strictly speaking I should allow a penalty blow for each 10 seconds or
part thereof but I am tempted to award the second blow against one of your
seconds.. this is a final warning to you all, seconds and fighters, I will not
be so lenient in the future.í With that the ref approached Leoni, who for all
the world looked like the proverbial maiden about to be sacrificed, arms held
stretched out above her head, legs spread and tied apart, The Witch doctorÖerm
sorry, that should beÖ ërefí slipped a finger down the side of Leoniís shorts
and stretched the material away from her body and started to cut down the
outside leg, the stretchy material peeling away revealing Leoniís thigh and a
hint of knicker, but with enough grip from the other leg to remain mostly in
place. Then the ref cut down the other side and Leoniís pants slowly peeled away
to reveal a small pair of tight knickers that came to about an inch above her
mound ñ this was easy to judge as sweat soaked as they were they were almost
completely transparent. Miya regarded this with glee, no longer would she be so
restricted with her punches the accuracy of most of these could be attested to
by the almost untouched nature of leoniís flesh as it was now revealed. Above
the old waistband of her shorts there were many blotches and bruises but below
was lovely and unblemished.. but, for how long?

ëMiya you will have 60 seconds for each blow to alternate breasts, time starts
nowí. As the clock started to count down the ringside cameras played up and down
Leoniís body. As the cameras reached her breasts a split screen compared her
breasts from the beginning of the fight to now. There were a small chatter from
the audience. With 2 bras already discarded and dangling above Leoniís corner it
was obvious that sheíd taken much punishment to the breasts and now the cameras
showed a 3rd bra that was been stretched and looked at least a size too small.
There was a bit of a spread bet going on as to how many actual sizes sheíd
swollen by, and would end up at, as well as chatter about whether these 6
punches would finish her. The one constant was Leoniís nipples, huge at the
start they were still proudly trying to force their way through the bra, a bulls
eye for Miyaís fist to aim at.

With 30 seconds still remaining Miya drove her right fist as hard as she could,
up into the base of Leoniís left breast. Leoni groaned and shook in the ropes as
Miya calmly stepped back preparing for the next blow. This time she waited until
almost 55 seconds was showing before repeating the same shot to Leoniís right
breast. Again a groan from Leoni as she absorbed the pain but with barely a
pause and only 3 seconds on the clock Miya pounded into her left breast, again
the same shot driven hard into the underside of the breast driving it up and
crushing it against Leoniís torso, immediately Miya drove into the right again,
the last 3 shots coming in less than 10 seconds, with the last bow forcing an
anguished ënoí from Leoni. Now, with 2 shots remaining Miya paused. Would she
repeat the same blow to the base of Leoniís breast, or drive her fist straight
into the breast? Leoni meanwhile was shaking and trembling with pain and
anticipation. Miya this time let the clock run down before crashing her fist
straight into Leoniís left breast, drawing the loudest yell yet from Leoni.
Again the clock ticked down as Leoni waited in torment for the last blow. Miya
waited and waited until with 55 seconds she drove her fist straight into Leoniís
right breast.

For a moment Leoni hung, head down, with the thud of Miyaís glove and her own
piercing shriek still ringing around the auditorium. Then her gloves were
released and she sank quickly to the ring floor arms cradling her bruised and
battered breasts whilst Miya left the ring to prepare for the next round, still
stooped over from the low blow sheíd recently received. Meanwhile Jim and Helen
quickly rushed to attend to Leoni.

So, the fight was now all square, but the betting seemed to be going with Miya,
after all she now had the momentum. But some punters noticed how stooped over
she was and wondered whether the 3 low blows sheíd received might yet be her
undoing. On the other hand Leoni had just lost a desperate round with her
breasts taking terrible punishment. Could she take any more? And now that sheíd
lost her shorts Miyaís reputation as a body puncher perhaps gave her an edge.
Time would tell. As the ref announced the 10 minute round break one thing all
punters agreed on was that the next round would likely be the decisive round.

Round 5 to follow

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