A slender girl aged twenty five, Rachel had been nicknamed by the men at the Amazonia Boxing Club: Vixen.
It was very clear to Rachel how much men wanted her. Her silken, midnight black hair and pleasing, tear-shaped breasts recieved a lot of attention, but her eyes, always morphing between brown and luminescent black, signalled she was continually thinking about sex.
Which was true. Rachel loved men and everything they could do for her, in the ring and in the bedroom.
"But they have to earn it," she informed Emma the Ref as a future lover was carried from the ring.
Flirting, teasing and leaving an opponent spark out cold were all stages of the "earning" process.
The theft of personal property was another of Rachel's habits.
The two months devoted to Len was weeks more than given to previous men. He tragically mistook that for love. When interest started to fade, Rachel began fucking Len more frequently while energetically searching the bedroom, as she did when Len was asleep or not at home, for the treasured posession. As soon as she found the portable shaving mirror which Len owned since the age of 13, she pounced.
The day after Rachel terminated their intimacy, Len detected the theft. He knew instantly who the culprit was.
Len demanded the mirror back when he confronted Rachel at the Amazonia.
"What mirror?" she asked, reading from an internally prepared script.
"My portable shaving mirror! I've had since I was thirteen." Len continued, "It was gone after our last night together!"
"Sorry, it's mine now."
Rachel's smirk was volpine
"So you admit you stole it!?"
A lengthened smile was Rachel's answer.
"Fine! I'll fight you for it."
Five days later, Len and Rachel faced off, a wary Emma the Ref presiding.
"You're fighting him to keep a stupid piece of glass?" Emma asked Rachel, lacing up the fighter's gloves.
Rachel was excited to get the match going and smiled to Len over Emma's shoulder.
"Sure! I fucked that boy until he couldn't stand up on his own, I'm entitled to compensation!"
"Have you considered what a man willing to fight over a stolen mirror could do to you in the ring!?"
Rachel fired a curt laugh and raised a glove at Len. "That pussy worshiper?! He couldn't hurt me if he wanted to! And he won't!"
Emma looked at the man Rachel was grinning at so seductively and noticed he wasn't responding in kind.
"Rach, have you ever been knocked out before?" asked Emma, checking the boxing gloves one last time. Another curt laugh was the answer.
At the bell, Rachel dainced out, fists raised. Len came on slowly, intently. Punches flew between them, the smile remaining on Rachel's cherry lips.
The girl fighter had no time to process the precise gut shots. Pain drilled into her belly and refused to dissipate. Len's right upper cut threw Rachel's head back and she wobbled a few seconds until the ropes stopped her.
She saw Len and Emma standing in the ring, but nothing registered. The image rapidly dissolved and Rachel had the satisfying feeling of slipping down a playground slide.
Sat against the ropes, her head tilted to the ceiling, Rachel smiled as Emma counted her out.
"Happy, Len?"
Len remained silent, his eyes devouring the unconscious woman.
"Happy Len!!?"
His head jerked to Emma.
"Oh yeah...sure am!"
"Out cold," Emma observed, pushing past the victorious male and checking Rachel's eyes. "Take off your gloves and help me with her."
Len started unlacing his gloves.
"You know Len, some women just don't want one man....some like multiple partners...you know, human biology..."
"I know biology pretty well, Emma," Len answered as they maneuvered the sleeping female through the ropes. "And some women need to know who is the boss!"
They entered the recovery room and gently placed Rachel on one of the hospital beds.
"You did that, for sure, Len!" Emma agreed. "But if you think Rachel is going to wake up in love with you, you're a bigger idiot than I gave you credit for. "
Rachel groaned, signaling a return to reality.
"You'll see," Len assured her.
A few weeks later, Cathy told Emma that Rachel and Ken were living together.
"When I saw them, Len had a big shiner on his left eye." Cathy added. "And someone told me he KOed her twice."
