Leoni brought to Justice: part 5
By TJ, Constructive comment welcome at tjlesnig@gmail.com

Brutal boxing justice battle between Leoni and Miya

It’s worth first reading ‘Justice Battle – An introduction’ and the first 4
parts of this story.

Leoni Brought to Justice Round 5

Helen and Jim quickly rushed towards Leoni as she sank to her haunches, ashen
faced, cradling her breasts. ‘Come on let’s get you out of here, we’ve only got
10 minutes before the next round, and look’ he added quietly ‘this isn’t over,
look at Miya, you did good work in that round’ As Jim said this Miya was being
led away by Carl and Dave, clearly in some discomfort from the low body blows
she’d received; she was hunched over and being partly supported as she left the
arena.

Leoni was sat down in the changing room as Helen released her bra and revealed
Leoni’s breasts, breasts which at the start of the fight had been small and pert
were now bruised and swollen well beyond her original ‘a-b’ cup size. If it
weren’t for the bruising the taught swollen breast flesh glistening with oil and
sweat looked almost like a mothers, swollen with milk with erect nipples about
to explode. But, they were bruised and swollen and Leoni grimaced as Helen ever
so gently touched them wiping away the sweat before giving Leoni ice packs to
hold against them. Leoni lay down on the massage table to for Helen to massage
her whilst Jim spoke to Leoni ‘You’ve got to ignore the pain, you can’t afford
to just defend otherwise Miya will be given plenty of opportunity to punish
those breasts of yours, you’ve got to finish her before she finishes you. She’s
got breasts as well in case you hadn’t noticed and you’ve hit her with 3 really
punishing low blows now, so continue to work on her body and breasts. She’ll go
for your body now that there is more to aim at but this will give you
opportunities as she’ll open up so, block, evade and counter, let her push on
like earlier but take every opening you can to work on her body and breasts’.

Meanwhile Miya had been helped from the ring by Carl and Dave, still struggling
to recover from the earlier ‘free’ low blow from Leoni. Stiff legged and hunched
over to try and alleviate the pain she was furious that she’d allowed Leoni the
chance of the free shot. ‘She’s going to pay a 100 fold for that’ Miya muttered
under her breath as they entered the changing room. ‘Keep cool’ replied Dave,
‘if you fight angry you know already what will happen, that’s why your in bra
and panties now isn’t it?, well isn’t it?’ he pushed before finally getting and
acknowledgement from Miya. ‘Look, you’ve got this if you fight clever from now
on, and that’ll get you your revenge so don’t go gung ho for the body now that
Leoni’s lost her shorts, keep popping away at her breasts, make her want to keep
her guard high at all costs which will then allow you to punish her lower body,
and remember if you can take one blow to give two back that’s a pretty good
deal, Leoni can’t take that sort of punishment for long’. Be ready when you
you’ve received your last breast punch, Leoni will try to take advantage as your
blindfold comes off so she’ll be flying at you.. the 3 punches you’re due to
receive really mean 4 so be prepared’

As Dave said this the monitor in the changing room and out in the auditorium was
showing replays of some of the action from the previous round. In this clip a
helpless Leoni was being propelled off the ropes towards an approaching fist
from Miya, Leoni’s breasts seeming to leap eagerly towards Miya’s glove as
momentum swung them up and out from her body even though contained by a sports
bra; then the slow motion impact as Miya’s glove slowly but relentlessly sinks
in to the underside of Leoni’s raised bra cup driving it up before squashing it
flat against Leoni’s body, at first Leoni’s face does not register the blow but
suddenly it creases in agony as the pain hits. Next a shot of Miya from beneath
as she waits for Leoni’s free body shot, the camera playing up Miya’s legs to
the taut strip of material stretched tightly between her legs, broadening and
swelling past her mound which is framed by two enormous jutting breasts then,
coming into shot, a red glove invades the beautiful swell of Miya’s sex, a
shockwave clearly seen travelling away from the glove as Miya body starts to
fold over Leoni’s glove. From behind and at normal speed the impact of Leoni’s
glove is clearly seen, first an erotic sight of a wet panty clad derrier but
then a sudden, violent convulsion as Leoni’s fist impacts.

In both changing rooms activity continued at a fast pace, bodies were massaged
and oiled, advice given and finally with around a minute to go fresh underwear
was put on. Both fighters needed larger bras, Miya’s huge breasts were now in a
bra around 3 sizes larger than at the start as was Leoni’s.., however the
swelling was much more apparent for Leoni, her once small pert breasts were now
filling a d cup sports bra and that was tight enough for leoni’s nipples to be
seemingly drilling their way through the material. Miya’s breasts were huge to
start with so their enhanced size although obvious was not so dramatic.. however
even unswollen Miya’s breasts were awesome; large and firm at the start they had
jutted out easily filling out a D cup sports bra, now swollen at least a couple
of cup sizes, perhaps more, they still seemed firm and aided by a powerful bra
with very little sag.

All too soon for the fighters the ref announced ‘30 seconds until the next
round, Miya is to receive 3 breasts blows from Leoni and an extra blow for each
10 second delay, seconds you now have 25 seconds left to secure Miya in the
ring’.

With that both fighters were led into the ring, Jim and Helen nudged Leoni and
whispered ‘she’s still sore down below’ observing that Miya was walking somewhat
stiff legged. Leoni for her part, without realising she was doing it, was
wincing with each step as her breasts gently jiggled and this in turn was not
missed by Miya and her seconds.

Quickly, Miya was secured in the ring arms outstretched above her head,
blindfolded and feet wide apart on ring floor marks. The ref announced, ‘Leoni,
you have 3 blows to alternate breasts, you will have 60 seconds for each blow.
As soon as the third blow lands Miya will be released and the round will start.
You may take your first blow now’.

With that the ringside clock started to count down, 60, 59, 58 and Leoni
prepared herself to drive as powerful a punch into Miya’s breast as she could.
Left or Right first, she wondered? Well, her seconds had advised Miya’s left
breast as they reckoned that this had taken the most punishment, they’d also
advised Leoni to keep to straight drives whilst Miya was wearing her bra as
although giving very little protection it was more resistive to an uppercut than
it was to a straight drive so, with this in mind Leoni, with a yell, unleashed a
fierce straight right at the centre of Miya’s left bra cup. Miya groaned and
shook with pain her head droping forward, mouth gaping as she took huge deep
breaths willing the pain to subside, then with barely 10 seconds on the clock
Leoni repeated the blow to Miya right breast catching Miya by surprise who this
time could not contain a loud shriek as she shuddered under the impact, hanging
from the ropes with feet scrabbling around for purchase on the ring floor the
ref paused the clock whilst he repositioned Miya’s feet. Miya now stood
breathing hard, sweat mixing with the oil and glistening on her brightly lit
body as the clock counted down for leoni’s last punch.

This time Leoni waited as the clock counted down and the crowd had time to watch
slow motion replays of the first 2 punches, each punch driving in to the centre
of Miya bra cup, the red glove slowly approaches then kisses the extended point
of Miya’s nipple and drives into the cup, and in and in the bra bulging away
from the red leather invasion, up, down and to the sides the flesh is squeezed
and pushed until the glove finally drives in to it’s maximum crushing breast
flesh against Miya’s unyielding rib cage, for a moment the glove is stationery,
still trying to drive a way through Miya’s body whilst around the glove rippling
in waves the tormented breast flesh whips violently away before, as the glove
slowly removes itself, the flesh snaps back to it’s former shape with
aftershocks slowly dying away. This scene is shown in split screen from all
angles above, below and from the side along with close ups of Miya’s face as it
reacts to the pain of each blow.

Meanwhile the clock has continued to count down but Leoni is waiting and setting
herself to make most advantage of this last blow. Finally with just a few
seconds showing on the clock Leoni drives her right glove into Miya’s left bra
cup. Miya’s gloves are released and her blindfold whipped away the moment that
Leoni’s fist impacts, Miya, driven back by the force of the blow has to accept
Leoni’s follow up left to the face but as Leoni charges after Miya throwing a
fierce right hand Miya sidesteps and with a deft flick of her leg trips an off
balance Leoni who helplessly dives to the floor. With right fist punching the
air and with her left arm raised Leoni could’nt do anything to prevent an awful,
sickening landing on belly, but mostly breast, onto the hard ring floor her
momentum causing her to slide painfully for some distance. Winded she remained
still for a moment until waves of pain broke over her causing her to writhe and
contort, desperate to ease the pain in her breasts. Jim and Helen had quickly
leaped into the ring and they gently eased her of the floor and held ice packs
against her breasts as the ref started the 20 count.

Miya paced the ring, still stiff legged and cradling her own breasts as she also
tried to ease the pain from the recent blows she’d taken. She was using the
break of around a minute to try and ease up the pain she was still feeling from
the low blows she’d received in the previous round and gain more freedom of
movement. She’d faked her stiffness somewhat as she’d entered the ring but
nevertheless she was sore, each step, pace and stretch of her legs caused sick
waves of pain so that it was an effort to move freely.

Meanwhile the crowd were watching a slow motion replay of Leoni’s dive. From
underneath the ring the camera captured Leoni plunging to the canvas breast
first, Leoni’s face showing increasing horror as the ring floor approached and
then impact as her bra and breasts are squashed flat against the ring floor
before with a small bounce and second impact the bra and breasts they contain
are dragged down leoni’s body as it slides across the ring, the bra almost being
ripped away as the material was stretched almost to breaking point with the top
of Leoni’s breasts becoming visible as they painfully dragged across the ring
floor.

As Jim and Helen worked on Leoni it was obvious that there was friction burns to
the top of her breasts as well as impact damage so in addition to holding ice
packs to her breasts Helen was gently rubbing oil on to the tops of Leoni’s
breasts, no other form of pain relief being allowed. Leoni suffered this as Jim
talked earnestly to her and then with the count approaching 20 Leoni was helped
to her feet. For the next 20 seconds Jim and Helen worked on Leoni, Jim on
tactics and Helen on pain relief, such as it was, until at 18 seconds they had
to leave the ring for Leoni to face a final 10 count unaided. She stood there as
the ref counted breathing deeply, breasts heaving and copious quantities of oil
seeping out through the bra and trickling down her body. It was fortunate that
the ring floor material and footwear could cope with the amount of oil that was
flowing down Leoni’s body. It was also, it must be said, extremely erotic as the
oil made Leoni’s bra quite transparent so that her large nipples were now bulls
eyes in the centre of her clearly visible areola.

Miya was thinking to herself that this could be it, maybe a few more breast
punches would finish Leoni. Not the fight of course as regardless of the state a
fighter was in for this fight a fighter had to lose 6 rounds before the fight
would be considered over and both Miya and Leoni had lost only 2 rounds each;
what Miya hoped for was the end of the competitive part of the fight and at
least for her the end of her own torment as her large breasts were battered.
So as the count reached 10 and the ref waved ‘box on’ Miya attacked with a right
hand drive aimed at Leoni’s left ‘bulls eye’. Impact, a perfect aim and Leoni
screamed as her battered boob was crushed but somehow she maintained enough
composure to continue with her own devastating punch, a right aimed low into
Miya belly, just barely above her panties and instantly Miya was wavering as
although higher than the awful blows she’d received earlier it reawakened the
dreadful hurt she’d felt then. On unsteady legs she staggered back only to take
a swinging left into the side of her right breast whipping it across her body as
Leoni powered forward with another right aimed at Miya’s belly. Miya gagged,
hurt she quickly closed with Leoni desperate to restrict Leoni from inflicting
further damage so that for a few moments she clung with arms around Leoni as
they waltzed around the ring. Leoni though wasn’t for letting the opportunity go
away so fiercely she shrugged of Miya’s embrace and with both arms shoved Miya
away. Desperately Miya shot out a left jab punishing Leoni’s right breast and
again Leoni screamed but continued her attack but Miya had gained just enough
ground to force Leoni to miss.

Miya was worried, she didn’t have full control of her legs and was horrified
that Leoni was still capable of mounting such an attack and the attack
continued. Leoni jabbed away at Miya who unsteadily retreated across the ring,
Leoni was aiming high at the face and gradually as Miya successfully defended
her guard was being drawn ever higher until Leoni saw her chance and whipped in
a low rising right hand to the left of Miya’s lower belly. Miya gasped, winded
again she lurched away from the blow and into a left that crashed into her
temple and with balance gone she crashed to the floor.

Dave and Carl rushed in and got straight to work, Carl massaging Miya’s belly
whilst Dave held ice packs against her breasts. ‘You’ve almost got her’, Dave
whispered, ‘for heavens sake hold it together she’s barely got anything left,
did you hear how loud she screamed when you tagged her breasts?, keep your legs
moving, they’ll ease off if you give them time, keep popping away at her breasts
until you’ve got full movement back and then go for the body’. Miya, by now on
her feet, nodded agreement as the second 20 count finished and Carl and Dave
left the ring. The ref started the final 10 count and Miya tried to flex her
legs as much as possible doing gentle exercises and pacing up and down the ring
whilst Leoni waited.

At 10 Leoni waded in with another fierce right hoping to catch Miya once more in
the belly but Miya was expecting this attack and with her left arm she swept
Leoni’s glove away and in the process left room for her own right which pounded
into Leoni’s left bra cup the thud as Leoni’s breast was squashed overlaid with
a cry from Leoni. Again though Leoni defied Miya’s expectation by continuing her
attack and it was Miya’s turn to cry out as her right bra was invaded by Leoni
left fist driving into the underside of her immense sports bra and Miya had to
quickly skip away from yet another right aimed at her belly. Leoni pursued Miya
across the ring but as she flicked out jabs, again high to Miya’s head, Miya in
turn had found her range and jab, left fist into right bra cup, then right fist
into left bra cup then another left, each punch crisp and straight with speed
rather than ultimate power but still hurtful as Leoni’s forward momentum took
her on to each punch and attested to by her cries with each impact. Desperate
but still advancing Leoni aimed lower and caught Miya with a straight drive to
the left breast, Miya groaned but took the blow and replied in kind, this time
with a rising right up to the base of Leoni’s left breast finally stopping
Leoni’s advance as with another loud shriek she fell back momentarily cradling
her arms around her breasts.

For a moment Miya was content for the breather but then advanced on Leoni. Aware
that Leoni’s guard was high Miya swept in a low right and for the first time was
able to legally hit Leoni low in her belly, very low in the belly as Leoni was
wearing very skimpy panties as a consequence of her choice of the high cut
shorts she’d lost in the last round. So Miya’s right hit about 2 inches above
the waistband of Leoni’s knickers, rising up into the gentle swell of Leoni’s
belly and then a left a little higher each punch hitting with a crisp smack and
driving Leoni backwards. Leoni, winded slightly was still able to jab a left
into Miya’s right breast and then blocking a low right from Miya she crashed her
own right into Miya’s left breast before quickly retreating. Breathing hard
Leoni had 2 red marks in her so far unblemished lower belly and Miya meant to
quickly add to this number as again she stalked Leoni. This time Leoni struck
first driving a powerful right into Miya’s face, but Miya swaying aside sent two
quick fists low into the left side of Leoni’s body and then as Leoni tried to
dart away Miya followed and with a swinging right caught Leoni high to the side
of the body just below her left breast. Leoni was sent sprawling and was just
saved from falling by careering into the ropes. Instantly Miya pounced and with
Leoni half tangled and draped backwards over the ropes Miya powered a left and a
right into the undersides of Leoni’s right and left breasts and then a short
sharp rising right low into the centre of Leoni’s belly, well below the navel,
threatened to send Leoni through the ropes backwards as teetering, verging on
falling through the ropes she instead slid sideways down and to the ring floor
hands clutched to her lower belly, her mouth gaping as desperately she tried to
suck in air that just didn’t seem to be there.

Leoni lay gasping on the ring floor as Jim and Helen quickly rushed in to attend
to her. Ice packs to the breasts as Helen massaged Leoni’s belly whilst Jim
whispered to Leoni, ‘look, you’ve got a great chance. Miya is really sore down
below, those punches to her belly nearly had her out. Remember to set them up
fist though before going for them. Hit high, breasts, especially breasts, and
face and then come in low. Remember to keep moving, make Miya work as she’s not
so mobile just now and if you get a few more good body punches in she’ll slow up
even more’. With that the count reached 18 and Leoni was hauled up for the
second 20 count. Despite the hurt and bruising Leoni’s nipples had risen even
more than there usual prominence due to the ice and cold water that had been
drenching her virtually transparent oil and water soaked bra. Perhaps further
swelling was enhancing the effect but the tightly stretched material seemed to
be struggling to contain the 2 large nubs of Leoni’s nipples.

Meanwhile Miya continued to pace up and down the ring, stretching, trying to
ease her stiff legs back to full mobility. Then the 10 count. Leoni wearily
pushed herself of the ropes she’d been leaning on and readied herself as Miya
approached, edging towards the relative safety of the centre ring. As the ref
waved box on Miya instantly snapped a left jab into Leoni’s right breast, Leoni
gasped and retreated a step guard raised as Miya followed, then another left
from Miya to Leoni’s temple brought Leoni’s guard up too high and this time a
right from Miya powered into Leoni’s left bra, flush onto her erect nipple
dragging another pained gasp from Leoni. As Miya pushed on Leoni quickly jabbed
at Miya’s face, but this seemed to be what Miya was waiting for as as soon as
Leoni’s glove was on it’s way Miya dropped underneath and drove an immense right
up into the underside of Leoni’s left breast using every ounce of power Miya
could muster from shoulders, legs, torso and arms, from a crouching position she
launched her body up at Leoni, with her legs finally working properly they drove
Miya’s body up and forwards as the whole body worked together as in the most
beautiful of dance moves to drive Miya’s right glove solidly into Leoni’s left
breast. Leoni didn’t gasp or groan this time, a full bloodied scream of agony
erupted from her throat and she staggered backwards a look of stunned disbelief
on her face arms cradled around her breasts as for the first time during the
fight Leoni looked scared and had tears of pain trickling down her face. Leoni
quickly brought her guard up to face Miya who spoke ‘Big enough yet are they?
Maybe not yet but don’t worry we’ll soon have a new voluptuous you’ As she was
saying this Miya drove a left straight at Leoni’s right breast, Leoni blocked
this and then another right and then a crisp left slipped underneath her guard
into the body, then a right, lower this time around navel height finally brought
a response from Leoni who with a cry drove her own left into Miya’s right bra
cup. Miya cried out but with a grimace continued her advance as Leoni
desperately back peddled herself into the corner, Miya’s grimace turning into a
snarl of satisfaction. Leoni dropped underneath a right from Miya that would
have taken her head of and blasted her own right into Miya’s left breast but
despite a cry from Miya she seemed unaffected, instead Miya’s left crashed into
Leoni’s lower ribs and as Leoni tried to jab a left into Miya’s face Miya’s
right drove low into Leoni’s body who with a grunt tried to cover up but Miya
was too close and with short sharp blows Miya sent powerful lefts and rights low
into Leoni’s body sending her slowly sagging and sliding down the turnbuckle
until finally she slipped curled up to the floor.

Another count and more advice from Jim who exhorted Leoni to ignore the pain to
her breasts ‘it’ll be worse if you lose’ he was saying, ‘Miya will be able to
toy with you and knock you over as often as she likes. Come on, get some leather
into her belly and breasts’. As the last 20 count finished Leoni stood waiting
with the cameras playing up and down her body. A body that had many more bruises
on it than even at the start of the round, welts from the last exchange with
Miya were now peppered on her lower belly and Leoni’s poor breasts, especially
the left, were swollen beyond even the latest bra she had on.

As the ref waved box on it seemed that Jim’s talk had done some good, Leoni
blasted a right into Miya left breast and followed up with a left to Miya’s
belly, dangerously low it was just above Miya’s panties and Miya was driven
back, her turn to cradle a breast and gag for breath. Leoni followed and sent a
left jab at Miya’s face, Miya blocked but failed to keep out a right from Leoni
which drove deep into Miya’s right breast. Miya quickly backed off, hurt and
surprised at Leoni’s resurgence and waited as Leoni once more approached. Miya
waited to see what Leoni would do, suddenly Miya noticed a twitch of Leoni’s
shoulder and guessing that this signalled a right Miya didn’t wait to see where
it was aimed, instead she powered her own left into the outside of Leoni’s now
unguarded right breast whilst just evading Leoni’s right fist as it sailed past
her face. ‘Arghh’ cried Leoni as the crisp punch drove her right, bra clad boob
painfully across her body, backing of for a moment before advancing again, this
time leading with a quick left jab at Miya’s head but suddenly her left breast
exploded in pain before her own punch had even reached Miya. With a cry Leoni
backed of again but Miya wasn’t going to give her any respite so, following
closely, Miya watched carefully for the shoulder twitch, sure enough as she came
into range once more Leoni inadvertently indicated her punch, her left shoulder
giving her away allowing Miya to strike once again into Leoni’s tender breast
this time striking the inside of the breast driving it out away from Leoni’s
chest.

The pain made Leoni’s breathing ragged, desperate she didn’t know what to do as
suddenly every time she tried to strike Miya she was hit before her own punch
had even got near. For her part Miya was now confidant she could finish Leoni at
will. Why oh why she wondered had she not noticed the shoulder twitch earlier?
Leoni tried a tentative right and instantly Miya flattened her right breast but
a desperate Leoni screaming with pain and frustration let loose a flurry of
punches, a left, glancing off Miya’s forehead, brought Miya’s guard up and
suddenly Leoni was able to have a clear sight of Miya’s huge breasts, a right
drove into Miya left bra cup, a left uppercut into Miya’s right breast and then
a good right to the body drove Miya back grimicing with pain. Leoni followed her
good right body shot with a left to the outside of Miya’s right breast and
suddenly Miya was against the ropes and in disarray. Leoni paused momentarily as
she lined up a right that was intended to put Miya to sleep but this gave Miya
just enough warning and noticing the signs of a right punch from Leoni she
quickly dropped as Leoni’s fist whistled over her head and left, right and left
she drove 3 short but powerful blows low into Leoni’s belly each blow drawing a
more anguished gasp than the last. Leoni staggered away on wobbly legs, bending
over with pain allowing Miya all the time in the world to crash a fierce right
fist into Leoni’s left side, punishing her kidneys and dropping Leoni like a
stone.

Jim and Helen rushed into the ring for the fourth time this round, desperate to
keep Leoni fighting Jim did his best to exhort her to more effort whilst Helen
worked on loosening muscles and trying to ease pain. As the first 20 count
finished it looked touch and go as Leoni needed help to remain on her feet but
gradually some semblance of grim composure came over her so that as Jim and
Helen left the ring Leoni was able to stand, awkwardly perhaps and certainly
favouring her left side, but prepared to continue as the final 10 count rang
out. Miya meanwhile had continued with her gentle exercises, flexing her legs
and sore lower body muscles.

As the ref waved box on it was Leoni’s turn to be less than fully mobile as
limping slightly and favouring her left side she retreated before a purposefully
advancing Miya. Leoni sent out her right but Miya could read Leoni’s punches now
so the moment Leoni shaped to throw her punch Miya crisply beat her to it and
crunched her left fist into Leoni’s right bra cup. Leoni cried out and retreated
faster, stumbling in her haste to get out of range. Miya, calmly and
purposefully followed, another right from Leoni allowed Miya to pancake her left
breast and then again Miya drove a third crisp left into Leoni right boob
dragging a despairing wail from Leoni. So far since the restart she hadn’t dared
to try a left as she was afraid of exposing her left side but now she was afraid
to lead with her right as after three crisps punches her right breast was in
torment but with Miya threatening Leoni had no choice so tentatively she flicked
her left at Miya’s face and found to her despair that Miya again had beaten her
to the punch as Miya’s right fist hit her low in the left ribs with a resounding
smack. ‘arghh’ a low hurt cry was dragged out of Leoni who hunched up even more
on her left side was slipping into despair. Leoni was backing of as quickly as
she could, circling awkwardly backwards trying to keep her left side turned away
from Miya who patiently followed flicking left jabs head high at Leoni, jab, jab
jab 3 times, then 4 and 5 each a very quick left handed dart at Leoni’s head,
none of which got through but it kept Leoni nervous and was forcing her to keep
her guard high then, after another quick left jab into Leoni’s guard Miya drove
a hurtful right fist low into Leoni’s right ribs forcing Leoni to take two or
three uncontrolled steps backwards. Suddenly Miya was crowding Leoni who,
desperate to not get trapped against the ropes, jabbed a left and a right at
Miya’s face. Miya blocked the left but dropping beneath Leoni’s right Miya
whipped her own left powerfully up into the underside of leoni’s right bra cup.
Leoni, shrieked and with a short step back found herself stuck in the corner
facing an extremely satisfied Miya. Quickly Leoni tried to escape, advancing she
drove a fierce right at Miya, but Miya spotting the shoulder twitch easily
swayed aside and blasted a quick one two into Leoni’s right bra cup, splat a
looping left into the outside of the cup dragging painfully across the breast as
it was driven across Leoni’s body and then, like hitting a speedball, Miya’s
right crashed into the inside of the same breast knocking it out and away from
Leoni’s body. Ahh, arghhh screamed Leoni as she found herself back in the
corner. Miya waited and then a left shoulder twitch and Miya crashed her right
straight into Leoni’s left bra cup and then started to work Leoni over. Rights
and left pounded into Leoni’s guard as she tried to protect her breasts then
aiming lower Miya drove a powerful straight right into Leoni’s navel impacting
the wet flesh with a splat; Leoni’s mouth gaped as her stomach muscles just
barely held firm she then just barely blocked a left aimed low into the belly
before Miya moved back higher and whipped a short brutal right into the base of
Leoni’s left breast the force of the blow bringing a sagging Leoni back fully
upright but with no defence now for the next brutal array of punches. A straight
left pancaked Leoni’s right breast, a right whipped into the inside of the same
breast before another left drove up into the underside of Leoni’s tender right
breast, then as Leoni desperately covered up Miya went low, one, two, three,
four short brutal punches drove low into Leoni’s belly, each one severely
damaging to Leoni’s muscle lining. The first punch brought a short pained gasp,
then with deeper penetration with the second Leoni started to sag. The third
drove much of the remaining air out of Leoni’s lungs and she started to fall but
not before the last brutal blow impacted, driving the very last breath out of
Leoni who helplessly collapsed in a heap.

Jim and Helen raced into the ring and eased Leoni into a sitting position, head
down on her knees as she sucked in air trying to recover. Quickly they went to
work as the 20 count progressed. At 18 they eased her unsteadily on to her feet
but still bent over and sucking in air Leoni looked shattered and barely able to
stand. Jim lent by her ear and spoke urgently “you’re being too tentative, your
shots are too hesitant so Miya can tell what you’re going to do, that’s why
she’s tagging you all the time, you’ve got to be positive and go for it so punch
smoothly, punch and move, quick one twos and keep her working. Go low when you
get the chance and for heavens sake don’t just try and defend, your only option
is to attack and finish Miya before she finishes you and you CAN do it so come
on’. At that Jim and Helen had to leave the ring as Leoni faced the final 10
count. Jim in an aside to Helen when they were out of earshot whispered ‘she’s
got 5 lights already, do you think she’s any chance of taking this fight if she
loses this round? ‘She’s in trouble even if she somehow does win this round”
Helen replied “5 or 6 boob shots in the state her boobs are in, well, I think
were just going to have to keep her going as long as we can, it’ll be a time
bonus rather than a win bonus I think’.

Leoni wearily forced herself upright as the ref started the 10 count, her bra
and panty clad body a mass of red welts and bruises, her ever so swollen breasts
almost bursting out her bra; what state they were in underneath the thin lycra
covering could only be guessed at but it was certain that they’d have to take
far more punishment yet.

Then as the ref reached 10 Miya quickly went on to the attack, leading with a
left high to Leoni’s temple which sent Leoni staggering back with her guard high
Miya followed up blasting a right low into Leoni’s belly. With a grunt a half
winded Leoni absorbed the painful blow and showed that she’d listened to Jim as
from a half stooped position she whipped a right fist hard up into Miya’s left
bra cup before quickly retreating out of reach breathing hard. Miya groaned as
she took the punch, her whole chest was on fire from the cumulative pounding
they’d taken during the fight, each step she took jarred her bosom and sent
waves of pain through her but she felt that Leoni was in an even worse position
so quickly she pushed on and into a left from Leoni that drilled into Miya’s
right bra cup, Miya’s forward momentum adding to the agony caused by a very
crisp punch. With a snarl coming out of a pain creased face Miya ignored the
pain and crashed a swinging right into the outside of Leoni’s left bra cup.
Leoni quickly jumped away glove clenched to her breast tears of pain streaming
from her eyes only to find Miya quickly following with another right aimed at
Leoni’s face which Leoni just barely blocked, bringing her left glove up just
enough to deflect Miya’s glove. Miya feinted low but Leoni stood firm, guard
high protecting her chest, another feint to the body and again Leoni kept her
guard up and retreated but the third time wasn’t a feint and with no attempt to
block Miya’s right fist swung low into Leoni’s left side. Absorbing the blow
with a pained grunt Leoni sent a left towards Miya’s face but Miya easily swayed
aside and sent her own left sweeping across leoni’s body into the inside of
Leoni’s left bra cup. Another shriek from Leoni who quickly retreated away from
a fierce right that would have knocked her out had it connected to her jaw. Miya
advanced and flicked a jab into Leoni’s face catching her in the left eye,
another jab snapped Leoni’s head back and then Miya feinted a third jab and this
time Leoni’s guard came up but too late Leoni realised it was a feint and as she
screamed out ‘no, oooh’ Miya sent a straight left into Leoni’s straining right
bra cup. Desperate Leoni brought her guard down as Miya let loose a fierce right
but again she misjudged, this time it was aimed at her face and with perfect aim
Miya glove pounded into the point of Leoni’s chin. Leoni’s head snapped back and
almost out on her feet she staggered back eyes rolling with legs of jelly. Miya
sent another straight left into Leoni’s unguarded right bra cup then a right low
into the belly and then as Leoni’s legs started to give way Miya’s left swung up
in a perfect uppercut once again catching Leoni on the point of the chin
momentarily stopping her descent to the floor, but only for a moment as
senseless, Leoni folded up in a heap onto the floor.

Jim and Helen rushed in and quickly went to work, first easing Leoni into a
safer more comfortable position before trying to bring her around whilst the ref
counted out the 20 second count. At 10 seconds Leoni’s head was lolling around
as she was just barely coming back into consciousness helped and supported by
both seconds who were in a frantic race to get Leoni back into a fit enough
state to continue. At 18 seconds Jim heaved Leoni onto her feet and the ref
started the 2nd 20 second count but despite their best efforts Leoni although
gradually coming around just didn’t have any strength at all left in her legs so
as the count reached 15 Jim and Helen tried their best to prop Leoni up in the
corner but, covered in oil and sweat she slithered through their grasp and once
again fell to the ring floor.

The ref announced “5th round to Miya, seconds you have 2 minutes to prepare
Leoni for her breast punches. She has received 6 counts so will receive 6 blows
to alternate breasts, A further blow will be added for each 10 second delay”.
Already ropes were dangling above the ring ready to be tied to Leoni’s gloves.
Jim and Helen worked on a shocked Leoni, who although now properly conscious was
still groggy from the effects of the knockout. With one minute to go Leoni was
helped to her feet and led slowly to the centre of the ring where her arms were
tied above her head. Leoni, still weak allowed herself to hang from the ropes
and her legs dragged across the ring floor as they were fixed to points that
spread her legs about 1 metre apart. Meanwhile Miya waited in her corner of the
ring, her own body looking battered and bruised but compared with how the last
round had ended she felt in much better shape. Whilst Leoni was been properly
fixed Miya asked the ref ‘Will I be allowed to use some suregrip?’ Most of the
people in and around the ring who heard this request were puzzled, had they
heard correctly they wondered, but the ref paused for a moment and then
understood, nodding an affirmative before asking a ring side attendant to fetch
a bowl of weightlifters suregrip. Leoni was now ready, arms stretched above her
head and legs apart fixed in the centre of the ring. Her pose emphasized her
swollen breasts as they strained at the material of her tight sports bra pushing
the lower band away from her body and her prominent nipples pointing up through
the material.

The ref approached and checked that Leoni was properly ready and then gently
lifted the bra strap up away from leoni’s left shoulder and cut it with a small
pair of scissors. The top of Leoni’s left bra cup fell away slightly but the
broad strap of the sports bra kept it mostly in place. Then the ref did the same
to the strap on Leoni’s right shoulder but still the bra remained in place with
Leoni’s breasts settling just a little lower. Leoni just allowed this to happen
with no change of expression, her head bowed in resignation as the ref now
behind Leoni cut the bra strap in the centre of her back and Leoni’s bra snapped
away from her chest and Leoni’s breasts sprung free to a gasp from the audience.
Bruised and swollen they projected out from Leoni’s body and you could only
wonder at the pain they must have been causing to Leoni who had gasped and
winced with pain along with the crowd as her breasts had been released.

The ref announced Miya you have 6 breast blows against Leoni. You must strike
alternate breasts and you will have 60 seconds to strike each blow, your time
starts now’. With that Miya strode over to the corner of the ring where a
gleaming metal bowl had been placed full of a fine white powder, the suregrip.
Miya pushed her right glove into the bowl and twisted it around so that the
glove was fully coated with the powder and then approached Leoni as the clock
showed 20 seconds. “Are you going to sing for me” asked Miya as she regarded
Leoni “hmmm, lets see”. With that Miya set herself and drove her right fist
straight into Leoni’s naked left breast smashing it flat against Leoni’s body.
“Arghhhh” screamed Leoni as she shook and twisted in her bonds her breast
springing back white with the impact and some of the powder before the blood
rushed back in and it quickly darkened once more. Miya had by now gone back to
the corner and dipped her glove once again into the sure grip before lining up
against Leoni’s right breast. Again a fierce straight drive squashing Leoni’s
breast flat against her ribs and another loud scream from Leoni. “You’re not
singing load enough” remarked Miya who once again was pushing her glove into the
metal bowl of suregrip, “lets see if you can do better this time” said Miya who
approached once more. The suregrip had absorbed much of the sweat and oil that
coated Leoni’s breasts and now Miya was going to show why she’d asked for the
powder, as her fist powered straight towards Leoni’s left breast she started a
rotation in her wrist so that as the glove powered into the breast it twisted as
it drove into the tender flesh. Leoni gave out a hoarse, long drawn out scream
and looked unbelievingly at her breast as, remarkably to her, it was still
attached to her chest reddening quickly as the blood flowed back. Leoni couldn’t
help it, tears of pain streamed down her face as the pain from the new ‘twist’
to Miya’s punching technique sunk in. But there were still 3 punches to go as
Miya with a fresh dusting of suregrip on her glove approached for number 4. Miya
let the clock count down as Leoni waited with dread until with 10 seconds
remaining Miya drove another perfect twister straight into the centre of Leoni’s
left breast. “Aiyeee, no, oh God no” pleaded Leoni as she shook with pain,
writhing, trying to shake away the awful agony that exploded in her left breast.

The screens around the ring were showing slow motion close ups of Miya’s last 2
punches. The glove slowly approaching Leoni’s breast impacting the nipple and
the swell of the underside of her breast at the same time, driving in with the
glove slowly rotating twisting the breast, bulging breast skin around the glove
distorting and stretching as it is squashed and twisted at the same time until
the glove reaches full penetration and lingers for a moment twisting a final few
mm before retracting and the breast snaps back into it’s now distended shape.

Now Miya approaches for the 5th blow and Leoni is still shaking and twisting in
her bonds so the ref announces, “Leoni, you must hold still otherwise I will be
forced to award another free blow”. With that awful prospect in mind Leoni
manages to still herself as Miya prepares to inflict more agony. Which comes in
the form of yet another straight drive with twist into Leoni’s right breast and
then whilst Leoni’s scream is still echoing around the auditorium Miya drives
the sixth sickening blow into Leoni’s left breast, with awfull power and timing
she pancakes and twists Leoni’s left breast driving perfectly into the centre
despite Leoni’s writhings from the blow just a moment before. Leoni never saw it
coming as her eyes were screwed up in agony so with sudden shock her scream
falters and then continues her voice cracking and breaking until wracked with
sobs the ring ropes release and she collapses onto her knees and folds up, arms
cradling her hurt breasts.

As Jim and Helen rushed in to help Leoni the ref announced “As this was a third
round loss the next round will start in 15 minutes”

Round 6 to follow

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