Ursula's Playdate - The Finish

Miki emerged from the knockout as she woke from a deep sleep, squirming and sighing. When her eyes fully opened, Miki saw she was seated in the corner of a boxing ring and that a large athletic blond, dressed in white trunks and sports bra, stood in front of her. A few minutes passed before Miki realized she was also in boxing gear, all black including the gloves.

“Hey…where…”

“Is Dion? His kisses are devastating, aren’t they?”

“Who are you?” blurted Miki.“Ursula,” said the Nordic beauty, banging her gloves together. “I boxed your husband Ron last week at the Amazonia, knocked him cold. We fucked a few days later.”

“Bitch!”

“I saw your picture in his wallet. I go through men’s wallets after I’ve fucked them so hard they pass out.”

Miki swung at Ursula, but the chesty blond leaned away from the punch.“I decided I would fight you, pretty thing!”

Miki and then Ursula raised their fists and began circling each other. Ursula saw the anger in Miki’s eyes.

“Don’t get upset and act stupid! I’m not in love with Ron; I don’t plan on stealing him!”

“What do you want?!”

“To fight you! That should be obvious!” Ursula rolled her eyes. “Ron’s a cheat and I’ve proven you’re not much better, pretty thing. But when Ron told me who you were, there was such tenderness in his voice. I had to knock you out!”

“Gou ri de!” Miki spat in Mandarin.

Ursula mockingly raised an eyebrow. “Well, I’ve already been with Ron!”

“Ni biaozi!”

Both women flew in explosive frenzy.

They landed shots infrequently as they both fought defensively. Then Ursula backed away from Miki, who went after her. I’m bigger and faster than you, pretty thing, Ursula thought. Keep coming!

Miki’s rational thinking switched off and she attacked Ursula, dying to beat her anger out on the blond Amazon. A phantom hook bashed Miki on the side of the head. The smaller girl wobbled on her feet before an airy, dreamy sensation crept over her.Seeing her opponent’s eyes going glassy, Ursula nudged Miki against the ropes. Hooking Miki’s arms over the top ropes, Ursula debated for a moment in her heart whether to punish Miki further or put her completely to sleep.Miki smiled and began to burble nonsense.

Ursula’s gut shot snapped her out the daze and the blond savored seeing Miki crouched in agony. Miki’s pain tasted like syrup.“Now, pretty thing, time for bed!”The upper cut shut off the lights in Miki’s addled brain and put her through the ropes, landing her on the wrestling mats below.

Sleep drained from Miki after a few hours of erotic dreams. Sitting up on the hotel bed was a painful activity for Miki, so she did it slowly. Stumbling to the motel door way, Miki watched the highway traffic go by and tried to out where she was.