Ella

"I can't decide if I should knock you out and then fuck you or fuck and then beat you up."
Either combination excited the already stimulated Louis.
Ella was turning out to be exactly what Louis had hoped for: a brown skinned amazon, ready for sex or a fight. Her mass of frizzy black hair reached her shoulders and she had great legs that were hardly covered by her silver colored shorts. Ella's powerful biceps were stretched along the top ropes of the turnbuckle that she sat against.
"But either way you're getting knocked out!" Ella concluded, shifting her thighs to give Louis a leg show.
Then she stood up. "When I fight a male, he always goes to dreamland!"
As she walked slowly toward Louis, Ella looked him over with satisfaction. It was obvious he enjoyed her trash talk, which straddled threat and seduction. Ella was going to make good her promise and Louis was very happy.
Ella agreed to the challenge match after hearing positive reviews from the other female members of the Amazonia Boxing Club. "He's got a kickstand," one woman told her. "And it doesn't know when to stop!" Another girl said Louis was not shy about cunnilingus, which always got her stoked for what came next. Praise like that left Ella with the impression that Louis was a "Gentle," a straight male who enjoys beatings from a female. And his wide eyed look when they were face to face confirmed her belief.
"Ready, Louis?"
"Hell yes!"
WHAP!
The round house right, sudden and brutal, threw Louis into the ropes. He bounced back in front of Ella, who had a left cocked and ready for launch.
But Louis was out on his feet, his eyes open to slits and lower jaw dangling apishly. Vague wishes to fuck Ella swirled in his clouded brain with the memories of his recent one-nighter with Kaylee earlier in the month. Ella raised her glove to Louis' forehead and nudged him gently. Louis droped backwards, landing on the canvas.
Satisfied that Louis was thoroughly exploring dreamland, Ella retrieved a notepad from her gym bag, along with a blue ribbon. After scribbling her cell number on a sheet of paper, Ella yanked down his trunks, exposing Louis' stiffy. She fastened the note to his penis and pressed her lips to his dick. Ella then kissed Louis on the lips and went to her dressing room.

As much as he was dying to fuck Ella, Louis took a few days to recover from defeat. Emma
the Ref, while opening the club the next morning at 9 am, found him prone and naked. She took a minute to admire Louis' endowment and then pulled his trunks up. Once he was awake and on his feet, Louis was taken home by Emma.
While he healed, Louis wondered if a woman like Ella fell in love. And if she did, might her emotions be as violent as her punches? That possibility didn't scare Louis.

Ella invited herself to Louis' apartment for dinner when he called, bringing a bottle of wine to go with the pasta he prepared. They got tipsy after dinner and Ella asked him how long he'd been in lovewith being knocked out by women. Louis answered "since college," but they both knew it was earlier than that.
"I was beating up guys in high school," Ella admitted with pride. "I liked the ones who wanted to date me after I won."

They had sex till three in the morning. Ella was on top most of the night, but Louis couldn't have cared less.
"Do I own you, Louis?" she asked, perched on her lover's chest. Exhausted and slightly drunk, Louis admitted he was Ella's property.
"And I can do whatever I want to you?" 
 "Of course."
A lupine grin graced Ella's face and she pulled back a tightly clinched fist.
"Wait Ella...I still want to..."
Ella relaxed her arm. "I know what you need!"
Her long arms slipped softly around his neck and pulled him into her cleavage. Louis naturally squirmed, but he fixed in place.
Ella whispered "Good night!" Her brown breasts cut off all air to his mouth and nose. She could only see his wide, panicked eyes. His shallow gasping barely reached her.  Strength escaped his limbs. Stars and black spots hit his vision and then smeared into blackness.
Ella's demented chuckle was all Louis heard before his brain shut down and he went to sleep.
Lifting her tits away, Ella gave Louis a deep kiss and slapped her breasts across his face, expecting a reaction. There was none.
"You're out!" Ella purred in his ear.
She kissed him one more time and rolled over in total satisfaction, her chin resting on his shoulder. Before drifting off, Ella decided what to make for breakfast.