The late August sun flooded through the windows of the Amazonia Boxing Club, where Adrienne worked out. Most of the membership had left town on vacation, leaving behind people like Adrienne, who was on call as an emergency room doctor. Being independent in nature, the situation didn't bother Adrienne, who enjoyed the solitude, the heat and working the heavy bag.
At the beginning of the month, she had begun a fling with Rex, another exile at the Amazonia. They had had two sparring matches. Adrienne was always aroused by a skilled male fighter who hit hard, so she quickly angled Rex into bed. Adrienne wasn't in love, but she liked Rex a lot. He was single, like her, a very satisfying fuck and liked the same movies, bars and restaurants as she did. He was nice to be around.
When the compulsion to knock her lover out swept over her one afternoon, Adrienne couldn't explain to herself. In the spare moments she had at Lincoln ICU, Adrienne daydreamed about how she could do it. Quickly, she decided a punch, preferably gloved up in the ring, would be the way. Adrienne knew she was experienced and strong enough to make KO happen and figured how to make the punch look accidental. In previous matches at the Amazonia, she made men sleep on the canvas. Recovery time from Adrienne's KOs took some time, one victim was two weeks healing. That kind of condition didn't leave a man horny for sex with the woman who hospitalized him.
Res might not want to fuck after I lay him out for the count, she thought and became very nervous.
But the desire kept nagging Adrienne. Maybe, Adrienne thought, I could just tell Rex what I want?
"Rex, I want to ask you something."
Rex was face down on Adrienne's flat, toned mid section, kissing his way slowly to the valley of her breasts. They were both enjoying the after glow of orgasm.
"Can I knock you out?"
Rex let out a laugh. "What? You want to fuck in a boxing ring now?"
"NO. I mean in a boxing match. You know...hit you so hard you go out cold..."
"Why do you want to do that?"
"I don't know..I just want to, really bad!"
Rex looked up from kissing her right nipple. "You want to end this, Adrienne?"
"No!" She sat up excited. "No! It would make the sex better...I just want to conquer you...honey....!"
"Just so we're clear...we get in the ring for a real match and you put me out and when I get out of the hospital, we go back to what we have?"
The tone of certainty in Adrienne's voice reminded Rex of what a friend had told him in college, "Give a woman cock and they go crazy! They just go completely nuts!" The last time he checked, a year ago, his friend was still married to the woman he was talking about.
They reserved a private ring at the Amazonia just before Labor Day.
Instead of her regular shorts, Adrienne was wearing white and blue foxy boxing trunks. Rex was amazed how the change of outfit altered Adrienne. Damn, she looks like a slut!, Rex told himself.
"Hey," he asked her as they stood in the ring. "What if I knock you out?"
"It'll be okay. I expect you to try."
Yep, completely nuts, Rex thought. They both touched gloves.
The barely controlled craving to batter her lover senseless made Adrienne want to deliver the knockout as soon as she could. in previous mixed matches, she flattened her opponents with no warning. So Adrienne kept after Rex, working to corral him in a corner or against the ropes. When Adrienne fixed him in place, she began taunting him with increasing excitement.
"Let's see what kind you are!" she shouted. "The kind that needs to lose!"
Exhaustion made Rex's limbs heavy. He searched for an escape, but the was trapped.
A soaring right went through his arms, colliding with his chin. When Adrienne saw his eyes roll in their sockets, she knew the fight was over and Rex had gone to dreamland.
The warrioress staggered back, watching Rex go lifeless and spin heavily to the canvas. A sharp orgasm shattered her being and she fell on the ropes, glaring at the fallen boxer.
For a minute, her legs were wobbly and she swallowed air in large, loud gulps. Between breaths, she told Rex that he was "Fucking knocked out!"
With slow steps like a drunk, singing "Cruel Summer" by Bananarama, she went to Rex and straddled him, sitting on his chest.
Her right fist went back in the air above Rex's head. "Thought if you just fucked me enough, I'd be yours!? Your slave!"
The force of the punch jerked Rex's skull to the left.
"Oh Rex, I love your dick! Fuck me as much as you can!" she yelled,imitating a love sick girl.
Adrienne's left fist dropped on Rex, a low moan coming from his lips. Adrienne had done enough to knock Rex out for awhile.
Pulling off her gloves, Adrienne shimmed down her lover's body and pulled away his boxing trunks. First, she rubbed his erection on the side of her mouth and then kissed it. For two minutes, Adrienne rapidly master bated the unconscious boxer until he came all over himself. Pulling his trunks back up, Adrienne dragged Rex to his corner and carefully sat him in his corner.
"Hey! Wake up!" she said, loudly, slapping his face. Rex stirred and then his eyes opened. His skull was bruised and he heard ringing, but he also felt the bliss of coitus.