Armentia the Amazon

Mark was pulling a practical joke on Sam when he advised his friend to take on Armentia. Sam was new to the Amazonia Boxing Club and unaware that the last ten men who took on the statuesque member of the Amazon Sisterhood were carried from the ring, out stone cold. The rumor around the men's locker room was that Armentia took some of her victims as lovers, once they had recovered. Given the monogamous nature of the amazons, the story was probably untrue. But Mark told himself he was doing Sam a favor, getting him laid, even if Sam was going to get beaten senseless first.

Of course, Sam's cock did all the thinking. All her knew of the Amazon Sisterhood was that they were part of the all female, crime fighting Justice Force. What he did not know was that for generations, amazon mothers trained their daughters to fight evil and injustice, which meant, very often, beating up men. Sex with the beautiful woman was all Sam thought about when he watched Armentia fight Monique. Armentia moved like a panther in the ring, leaving Sam speechless except to murmur "Christ, she's beautiful!" Two rounds later he decided "I need her bad!!" as he saw Monique on the canvas, deeply asleep. 

Armentia gave Sam a smile at the start of round one. The smile looked sexy and affectionate, but Sam could feel the amazon probing him. The probing continued through two rounds, exciting and worrying Sam as they fought close, exchanging hard punches.
"Okay sweetie," Armentia finally said. "I can see why you're here. Good night, lover boy!"
BAM!
Sam felt a sting to his face and caught a glimpse of Armentia's dark brown thighs as he went down. He thought about Wonder Woman until smelling salts brought Sam back to the real world. Emma the Ref and Cathy were reviving him as he sat in his corner. Though his vision was hazy, Sam saw Armentia across the ring, pulling her gloves off, very pleased with herself.

There was a rematch. Sam wanted it because he had been humiliated and was deeply attracted to Armentia. She agreed because she felt sorry for the assertive male. She would smack Sam around, giving him the right to say he did his best against a superior fighter, and then flatten him. It was too bad, people told Armentia that Sam was a nice guy, which made him the perfect punching bag.
Sam struggled through the first three rounds, getting put down twice. Getting to his feet was harder each time as he watched Armentia's body, while Emma the Ref delivered the count. I can't let her win! Sam insisted. I can't!
In the fourth, the pair threw punches in a sudden out burst that neither planned. A desperate right collided with Armentia's face, dazing the fighter long enough for Sam to land a left hook.
Armentia reached out as reality slipped from her grasp. No!...she thought, tumbling in a spiral to the canvas. I can't be...
For the first time, Armentia was bested by a man.

She came to in the Club's recovery room, attended by Emma the Ref and Karen. Because of her amazon biology and training, recovery was quick.
Armentia was infuriated with herself: she could not stop thinking about the man who left her out cold, exposed for everyone to see. She could not understand why she wanted Sam so badly. Sam was average looking, in good shape and was, as she was told earlier, reputed to be a nice guy. The twentieth time Armentia heard that description, she fumed at Karen who had repeated it.
" 'Nice guys' don't knock out women in a boxing match!"
Karen shrugged. "They do in this club!"

Their third match was private, not even Emma the Ref was there.
"Armentia, it was just a luck shot! I threw it wildly..I was as shocked as you that it landed!"
Armentia looked sternly at Sam, ignoring his excuses. She stifled the intense feelings she had for this man, other matters needed to be settled.
"I've fallen for you Sam."
Sam was startled. "Oh yeah...?"
"By the rules of the Amazon Sisterhood, I cannot want the man who defeated me in single combat."
"Defeated? I said it was a mistake, a fluke..."
"Your fists knocked me out cold!" Armentia shoved a pair of gloves into Sam's hands. "Glove up!"
Watching Armentia stride back to her corner, Sam knew he was about to be unconscious.
And he was. When the buzzer sounded, the amazon came right at him. Her lovely face was in front of him and the lights switched off.
Armentia carried Sam from the ring in her arms, his head nestled on her strong, maternal shoulder.