As it was early Saturday morning, Tom answered the back door casually. When he opened the door, he immediately recognized black haired Kiki from The Amazonia Boxing Club, where they both worked out. She wore a bikini and her 34 HHH breasts seized Tom's complete attention. For a moment she stood silent, smiling, her hands behind her back.
"Good morning, Tom!"
Kiki's voice was sweet and inviting.
"Kiki!" sputtered Tom, unable to conceal his surprise and arousal. "I...good...I..."
"Good night, Tom!"
All Tom saw was Kiki's right fist stretch back behind her head as far as her arm could go. He had no memory of the thrown punch itself, just the painful impact. The he was in blackness.
Kiki got her biggest thrill when a guy's head went back from a punch, followed by an eye roll. Tom provided all that and landed on the kitchen floor, lights out. Kiki saw no neighbors in the area, so she stepped over Tom and went inside.
Tom's brain woke slowly from the straight right to his chin. There was a cool breeze on his face from the partially open passenger side window. It felt relaxing and Tom was content for a minute.
"Oh, my jaw!" he groaned, as the physical consequences of a KO returned to his face. When his eyes opened, he saw he was in a moving car, being driven by a now topless Kiki. Christ her tits are incredible!, he thought. They'd make great pillows! His thoughts were still not organized.
Kiki glanced a few times at the groggy male, dressed in gym shorts and a white T-shirt.
"Hey, Tom, look at me, sweetie!"
The car had come to a stop at a red light. Tom swerved his head slightly.
"Good boy! Now, go back to sleep!"
WHAP!
The lights in Tom's brain went out again. Kiki laughed at what an easy KO Tom was. When the signal turned green, Kiki stomped on the accelerator.
Kiki tossed the still out cold Tom over her shoulder and carried him across the narrow parking lot behind the Caldor Plaza on Route 46. The stores in the strip mall had not opened, so no one saw her transport her burden inside the abandoned "Curvies" aerobics center that Kiki rented for her own use. Once inside, she moved Tom to the large windowless backroom, that housed a large boxing ring and some folding chairs. Next to bigger space, were two smaller rooms. One was her business office, the other contained a queen size bed , a first aid kit on the wall and a large mirror secured to the ceiling.
Settling Tom on a folding chair in one corner of the ring, Kiki got a small digital camera attached to a tripod from her office and positioned it facing the combat area. Assured the battery was charged, she adjusted the focus to a close up of the entire ring. Retrieving the first aid kit, she leaped through the ropes and bounded at Tom.
"Wake up, sweetie!" she cooed, lightly slapping Tom's face. He didn't stir, so Kiki smacked him harder. A long moan came from deep within Tom, but no movement. Kiki snapped a tab of smelling salts by Tom's nose and he jolted back to the conscious world.
"Wha...?"
"I kidnapped you, Tom. Don't you remember?"
Tom shook his head slowly. "No..."
"In fact, I knocked you out twice. Feeling horny yet?"
The abductee groaned a second time. Kiki planted a gentle kiss where she had slugged him in the car. She began pulling boxing gloves on his hands.
"Why the hell am I here?"
"So we can fight! I've seen you boxing women at the Amazonia Boxing Club, its why you joined right? Fight a woman and maybe get laid, that's you plan, right?"
Tom nodded reluctantly. "Yeah."
"Well, now you are mine and I am going to completely fuck you up. If I knock you out, which I will, you belong to me! If by chance you put me down for the count, you're free. You walk right out that door with me flat on the canvas. Agreed?"
"Yes, but its just that.."
His captor's intense kiss interrupted Tom. "Cheer up, I'm a great fuck. I've had lots of practice! I'm going to change for the match!"
While he waited for Kiki's return, Tom contemplated the outfits he'd like to see her wearing when they boxed. He was stunned when she reappeared, wearing nothing but black boxing gloves, moving in a slow strut to the ring, banging her fists together.
"Now don't get any ideas, Tom!"
Ideas were all Tom had.
His face dissolved into lust when he saw Kiki's bare, long legs, between which nestled the soft black hair of her pussy. Being a breast man, Tom's vision went up her flat stomach to her 44 HHH breasts, pink nipples stiff but pert.
I know you want to be knocked out by a naked woman!"
YES! Tom screamed internally, impulsively slugging Kiki, snapping her head sideways. She blinked in surprise
"Come here, you asshole!" Kiki purred and the fight erupted.
No comments:
Post a Comment