Desiree's Rematch

Desiree let herself drop to the upper rope and struggled to pull up her hands to defend her face, which Jasmine was punishing. Through the narrow space between her gloves, she saw Jasmine moving in.
The taller girl threw her fists at Desiree's body, which jerked into a crouch. Jasmine brushed away the boxing gloves that Desiree used as a feeble defense and hammered at the girl's jaw line.

 

The rematch was in its fifth round. Weeks earlier, Jasmine had KOed Desiree after the shorter girl challenged Jasmine to a fight at the Amazonia Boxing Club. A lot of times Desiree let her hormones get ahead of her, as her boyfriend Peter knew well.
He shared Desiree's affection with a string of female lovers and she had a propensity for partners taller than her. Unfortunately, Desiree's idea of foreplay was fighting. Sometimes that approached worked and a lot of times it didn't - like now.


Desiree staggered a few paces, but Jasmine shifted in the same direction, continuing the assault. The smaller woman barely understood that she was in pain. Numbness crept through her body and everything was slipping into darkness. Each punch chipped away at consciousness, leaving Desiree exhausted and groggy.

"You hear me in there?!" Jasmine shouted in her prey's expressionless face. Desiree gave a pitiful nod. "I'm promising you two things before I knock you out!"
Jasmine continued delivering body shots, driving the wind from Desiree in soft, pained "Ohs!"
"You are gonna wake up in a hospital bed! I guarantee that!"

There was only another groan in reaction to Jasmine's left hook. The blow put Desiree out on her feet.
"And while you're hospitalized, all bruised and battered, I'm going to fuck your boyfriend!"
The "BAP!" of leather impacting Desiree's chin thrilled Jasmine and the spectators.

Arms hanging like lead weights, Desiree felt the remains of consciousness vanish. Her mouth hung open. Jasmine barely had a chance to step out of the way when Desiree landed at her feet.
Emma the Ref's count was swift. Looking at her friend sprawled on her back, Emma knew full well she would be down for awhile.
In her brain, Desiree wanted Kaylee and Peter and felt their hands lift her. Then Desiree was completely out.

Desiree was a week in the hospital as Jasmine pledged. When Jasmine called, pretending concern about Desiree's condition, she asked Peter if he wanted someone to talk to. Peter said "No!" and hung up.