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Autobiography of a Topless Boxer Part 4Ok so you might be wondering more on my nemesis Shayla. This part will focus more on her. First things first I still hate her guts and if she reads this and gets annoyed by me calling her a bitch, well that's her problem and she is welcome to find me and have it out anytime she wants. Let's be honest, we all have that person we will hate and never see the good side of.
After my debut win at Gary's gym events. I needed a week off myself as my Asian friend Tina got back into her own training. I spent more time with Bethany as I thought she was feeling left out. She hadn't been asked after our fight to join Gary's and I did wonder if it bugged her. She admitted it did once after a few drinks one night in my living room but she enjoyed watching the fights too.
Anyway on the Sunday I got a call from Tina, she excitedly told me "Kathy babe! I have got us three tickets for the event in three weeks time!" I just thought she was buzzing because she loved watching the other girls fight. I enjoyed watching Tina of course over two months ago and knew she had a fight in a month. Why she was so keen to see the others fight I had no clue.
Then she said "Shayla is fighting in the main event. She is taking on Janice!" Now I knew Shayla from her daring me to step into the ring after her sparring session and if not for Tina, I'd have slugged that blonde bitch out with or without any gloves on. She was someone who believed she was an alpha and clearly enjoyed bullying other women.
Of course I asked who Janice was and got the full story. See Shayla was the champion of my weight division. Before her though it was Janice. They had fought in January of that year in a fight that got the crowd going. Janice got knocked out cold with Shayla taking her crown. Since then both had a few run ins at the gym but they had been kept apart. Gary clearly felt it was time to let them both back in the ring together to settle this.
I'll admit my nipples hardened hearing the story. Tina told it so vividly, how both had traded insults, traded fists and black eyes. I also wanted her beside me telling me this as I'd have charged her then and there, kissed her and if she wanted... Well you know what I had in mind.
When I returned to the gym to train on the Monday. I felt the tension in the air, several of the girls were clearly on each side. Tina was of course her bubbly self chatting to anyone she could throughout training. The only person she didn't speak to was Shayla. Who came in wearing a white blouse, blue jeans and white trainers, taking off her sunglasses with a haughty smirk as she surveyed her land as she saw it. Tina gave her a hard look that told me they'd had a run in or two.
As Shayla walked to the locker rooms, she gave me a hard stare. Tina had to hold me back as I was ready to step up to her then. Tina of course told me to bide my time, get more experience and then I'd beat up that bitch as she put it. I nodded but deep inside I wanted to go into that locker room, take my top off and maybe more, fight Shayla without rules as I had done plenty in the past. The fighting without rules part to be clear.
I watched her in the corner of my eyes through my training session. Shayla I'll admit is in great shape with amazing tits. As I have said in the last chapter, I do respect her abilities. I just hate her personality. She worked over a heavy bag topless as all the rest of us trained in our sports bras and shorts. It was all mind games of course from her.
I saw her give me a few glares, leading to me reaching behind my back to remove my bra. Tina looked a little worried, she also licked her lips as I saw Shayla grin. The other girls noticed what I had done in freeing my breasts. Shayla took off her black 12oz gloves and came over to me.
Leaning against my back as she pressed her tits into it. I could feel her nipples were like two spears as she whispered "trying to prove a point are we? Plenty have suffered at my fists because of that." I grinned as Tina look frozen what to do, the others watched, stopping their sessions to see how this would play out.
I turned around to press my breasts into hers, we felt pretty evenly matched as I hissed "honey be blessed we are in here. If you tried this shit on the streets I would bloody you up." Shayla grinned as we pressed heads together. Neither saying a word as we felt each other out.
Then Shayla stepped away but gave me a bump with her left shoulder, I gave her a shove in her back and as she turned with eyes full of fury. A few girls nearest us stepped between us as we exchanged insults. Shayla promised to beat respect into me one day. I promised to beat her blonde bimbo arse around the North East of England.
We cooled off and Tina handed me my bra. We went to the locker room together with Tina saying "oh my god!" I noticed for the first time a damp spot on her shorts. I nodded to them and she blushed. I reached for her hair to push it behind her left ear. She didn't pull away. My heart raced a hundred mile an hour and I kissed her. My mind had a million thoughts at once, some scared I had ruined this between me and Tina. Instead she kissed me back passionately.
When we heard someone coming from the shower we broke the kiss. Tina bit her bottom lip as clearly she had fancied me for a while, me standing up to Shayla was the catalyst for us to finally push beyond just being friends. We changed and rushed to her flat. All I'll say is we had to tidy her living room up.
After the face off I did a few more training sessions at home to not run into Shayla as much. We had a few words at the gym but neither of us squared off. Shayla had bigger fish to fry anyway then me at that time.
I got my first glimpse of Janice on the Saturday two weeks before the fight. Now to be clear she had been training hard too, of course Shayla and her had agreed to schedules so they didn't run into each other. Janice was another stunning blonde and unlike Shayla, she was actually civil as she nodded to the other woman and came up to me when she saw me with a smile.
"Oh you are the one who got into Shayla's face?" She asked me. I could see her eyeing me up, measuring me up as all competitive women do. I won't lie I did the same before I nodded with a grin. Replying "I don't get pushed around so easily." Making her laugh as she patted me on my left arm.
We spoke for a few minutes about Shayla. How Janice hated how she acted and was furious with herself for losing the fight. Now I should explain something else that I haven't yet and might explain also why Shayla is such a bitch inside this gym. See Janice and me are what you'd call Geordies. Born in Newcastle. Shayla was born on the River Wear in Sunderland. Now I am not bad mouthing all Mackems but we are like cats and dogs together. The same way that Lancashire and Yorkshire hate each other. Liverpool and Manchester. The West and East end of London. It's like we were bred to fight each other on sight.
After our friendly chat Janice reminded me "you seem sweet honey but you know someday we are going to fight." I nodded with a grin as while I thought she was cute and looked in good shape. I wanted to test myself and Janice was as good as they come right. She just smirked and we both shook the others offered hand.
Fast forwards to the fight night, sitting in the front row of the crowd again, I do wonder if Gary purposely put me, Tina and Bethany together there, I certainly wasn't complaining. Me and Tina held hands as Bethany joked about us being like an old married couple, laughing as we joked and enjoyed ourselves watching the undercard bouts.
Then came the main event. Tina gripped my hand tighter, I smiled as I looked at her getting excited. Gary announced this was a title fight and a grudge match to loud cheers and whistles. I'll admit I was buzzing for the bout too. I was firmly rooting for Janice to smack down that cow.
Janice was the first through the door walking towards the ring. She wore yellow trunks with blue stripes down the sides, a yellow top that surprised me (I expected her topless to start) and red gloves, her toe nails were painted red. She stepped into the ring and ripped her top off to free her breasts to a loud cheer. I could see why she was so popular as she cupped her tits with both gloves and winked.
Then came the champion. Shayla strutted towards the ring with that smirk. She stepped through the ropes wearing a blue set of shorts with red stars up the sides and blue gloves, she had blue painted toes. Banging her gloves together as she got a loud cheer too. It was clear the tension between these two stunning blondes.
I got a shock soon as both women removed their shorts and kicked them behind them. Tina explained "both agreed to fight nude bar the gloves for extra money and to show the other how much better they are." I can tell you me and Bethany's mouths were through the floor and probably at the center of the earth seeing these two proud women nude.
Neither was waved to the middle of the ring in case it kicked off too early. Instead both were told a few instructions by the referee in their corners as clearly they were put on notice to not go overboard. Tina telling me that both would get a little leeway. I nodded but my attention was admittedly firmly on the ring in front of me seeing these two.
The bell rung to the loudest cheer I had ever heard in person. Both fighters tapped their gloves together looking keen. Shayla hissing "come on then you bitch" to her foe. Janice wasn't in the mood for much talking as she slammed in the first punch of the fight with a jab square into the champs face.
On their toes both fighters breasts jiggled slightly. The main focus though was both drilling punches into their rivals face. Looking like they were taking great pleasure feeling the leather of their gloves crunch into the person who pisses them off the most in this world. Shayla would fire in several punches to the sides of Janice's tits to upset her as Janice snarled with each hit.
Maybe the champion was taking her lightly as she got caught with punches through her gloves to her face. Shayla landed several jabs but kept going to the tits of her opponent, leaving her head open to punches back over the top onto her cheeks to make them be marked up.
A jab/right cross combo pushes Shayla back onto her heels. Finding herself driven into the ropes in front of her, I could see her bum flexed each time she got hit flush as Janice wasn't holding back with her punches. Shayla grabbed onto her and looked to wrestle her around to show who was stronger. I could see Shayla stare over the shoulder of her opponent to look at me, I stood and cheered for Janice. Shayla scowled at me before they were pushed apart.
Resuming with under thirty second to go; Shayla looks to have woken up and she starts to bump into her opponent before landing short hooks. Janice digging her toes into the canvas as she tries to match her rivals intensity to the bell. The referee steps between them as it was clear they'd keep going without any breaks if they could.
Shayla was the closest to us in her corner. She blew me a mocking kiss towards me, Tina holding my hand as Bethany tells me "don't let her get under your skin" as both could sense I was ready to rip my black dress off to fight her nude myself. She just gets under my skin.
Round two begun with both stepping in close to work. Bumping forearms when they aren't digging in their fists to anything in front of them. Shayla getting her tits hit with uppercuts as I grinned. She landed to the ribs of Janice to try to make her back off. I could see both women's pussies had some glisten to them, I knew they were hyped up inside for this battle of wills. Hell I was at ringside.
Janice got caught with a right hook on her ear to make her take a step to the right. Shayla followed up with a left into the belly button of her rival blonde to make her grimace. Janice found herself shoved onto the ropes as Shayla looked to rough her up with hooks around her torso.
Needing to give Shayla a push to her face so she could get away from the ropes. Janice was getting mocked by the champion, Tina looked at me as Shayla pounded in several good solid punches square into the face of her opponent. I was gritting my teeth I was told as my right fist was clenched tight.
Before Shayla could get overly cocky, she was met with a straight firmly on her nose. That brought a few tears to her eyes. Janice stepped in with a short right to the body, followed by a left cross up top to the ear of the champion. Shayla finding herself being driven back into the ropes by her foe. Janice targeting the tits of Shayla with short uppercuts to send them reeling upwards.
The round comes to an end with both being nudged to their corners as sweat slowly trickled off their brows to their magnificent breasts. Shayla was now fully focused on her opponent as she sat on her stool getting wiped down by her second. I was worried Janice was letting her emotions get the better of her as I looked at her and saw unbridled hatred.
"Ding!" My eyes turned to the referee to see them signal for the bell and round three begun in earnest. Both women keep bodying up to each other at times while they sent in single stiff punches. The sound of leather on bare flesh rung out.
With more anger being shown by both; I could see some of those punches dip low towards the fighters pussies, it was of course Shayla who started that off. She clearly loved to get under anyone's skin who dared to challenge her. With Janice trying to pay her back instead of maybe focusing on firing her punches at the head of her enemy.
Soon they end up clinching. Pussies sometimes slapping together as they tried to show they were the better woman in all forms. The referee letting them go as they even stepped on toes. Till the referee sees it isn't going anywhere and steps in to break them up. Shayla says "you can kiss my pussy in bed later when you crawl to my house bitch." Janice spits on her tits in reply as things looked to be getting out of hand.
It wasn't a round for the purists as they bumped forearms and shoulders, grappled each other when not swinging in their punches. The referee was getting a work out splitting them up. I could hear whistles and even some telling them to fuck. Of course I knew both wanted to crush the other, there would be no form of love between them.
At the bell they exchange insults as Janice calls Shayla an oversexed whore. Shayla yelling that Janice is her bitch. The referee needing help from the fighters seconds to lead them back to their corners as sweat starts to drip off the fighters firm nipples. Chests rising faster as they get a quick drink.
Round four begun with both exchanging more punches instead of grappling. Shayla caught Janice with a left hook on her jaw to send some sweat flying. Janice found herself being punched back towards a neutral corner as Shayla looked to show her power off. I could see some blood dripping from the nostrils of Janice as a right smacked across her nose.
Janice needing to clinch up with Shayla to slow her down. Both dig in punches to the others kidneys, I'll admit it was Janice doing it first this time as clearly she was getting some flash backs of their first fight. Things weren't being helped by the champ grinding her right thigh into the pussy of the challenger to make her eyes shut.
They were split up and told to fight again. Janice trying to match the intensity of her opponent, problem is she is getting hit with clean shots to her nose. I could see her eyes shutting each time she could a clean hit to it. Still to her credit Janice wasn't wanting to quit judging by her determined look.
Soon enough they were back on their stools as the bell had rung. Janice was getting her nose patched up as I could see Shayla smirking. The cruel bitch was enjoying herself, looking at the blood starting to stain her gloves.
Off they went at each other again as the bell rung to start the fifth. Janice looked to bring the fight back to Shayla with hooks to her body. Shayla grunted with each hit but forced back her foe with a left cross onto her ear. Both swung in hard shots as this was becoming a brawl.
An uppercut caught out Janice as her head snapped back. Shayla didn't let her breath as she smack in several punches straight into her face. Soon enough Janice was down on her back after a crunching right hook landed on her jaw. Shayla walked to a neutral corner grinning ear to ear as I could see flecks of blood from Janice's nose on her tits.
As the count begun I could see Janice blinking hard to clear her vision. Up to five she had moved up to her knees with help from the middle rope to her left. Shayla bounced on her toes waving for Janice to get up. Janice pushed to her feet with a little stumble by eight. Raising her fists when asked by the referee if she can fight on.
She had to last a minute. Janice boxed behind her jab as the knockdown seemed to wake her up to what was happening. Shayla took several clean hits to her face. Her bottom lip swelled slightly but she wasn't bothered as she caught Janice with a left cross. Both ended up clinched up thanks to the challenger. While the champion grinds her tits into her foes as I could see her whisper another vile insult.
The bell rung to save Janice but it was clear that Shayla was hurting her. Part of me wanting to urge Janice to save herself but I knew if I was in her position, I wouldn't be quitting either. Shayla was licking her lips as she looked to be horny from hurting her rival.
The exchanges to start round six were hard to say the least. Janice using her pride to will her on as she busted the bottom lip of Shayla. That seemed to just piss off the champ as she whacked in a short jab into the bloody nose of Janice to make her eyes water. An uppercut followed before a left hook sent Janice crumbling to the canvas with a wet slap.
Shayla told the referee "count that cxnt out" before walking to the neutral corner. She stared out the ring at me as I glared at her through the ropes. The crowd was on its feet around me and my gang cheering and whistling as they only cared about the knockdown.
Before I knew it Janice was counted out. Still where she was when the count begun as she was simply out of it. Shayla of course showed her no mercy as she walked over to her and sat on her chest. After removing her gloves Shayla started to finger herself as the referee pleaded with her to get off the beaten fighter.
Instead I got to witness the cruel cow cum over the face of Janice to make sure when she woke up, that Janice would be deeply humiliated by what happened. Tina explained to me that's why they had agreed to the nude stipulation, Shayla had humiliated Janice the first time around and Janice hoped for revenge, now she found herself embarrassed even worse.
The winner got up and spat on Janice's tits before going to her corner to be cleaned up. Shayla blew me a kiss as she saw I had both teeth bared. Tina and Bethany told me to cool off as I instinctively moved closer to the ring and a bouncer in a black suit stepped up to us to tell me to stay at my seat or be thrown out. Of course the bitch thought that was hilarious.
All while that was going on. Janice was wakened up with smelling salts. Finding herself groaning as she was helped up. She felt the juices of her opponent dripping off her face and she screamed bloody murder. Wanting to get up to fight Shayla, she couldn't get up as her equilibrium was gone.
Shayla barked over at her "you have and always will be my slut!" To Janice. Making it clear which of them was the dominant woman here. Janice could only cry into her gloves as she was lost to her emotions. Anger, embarrassment, sadness and other emotions flowed through Janice as she could only think about losing to the bitch.
Once she was able to stand with help after a good five minutes, Janice is helped through the ropes and to the door to the gym. I wanted to go help her, Tina assured me she would be ok. Hell I might be fighting her as I rise up the rankings she told me. That made me think hard, I mean tonight I was so on her side and after our chat, would I be able to give my all against Janice if we were pitted against each other?
My attention was turned to the ring as Shayla got her right hand raised in victory. She got the microphone to tell the crowd "I love you all! Thank you for your support and as always, bring your wives along so I can happily beat them up for you because I am the alpha bitch of Britain" winking as she got a loud cheer at that. All I could think was filthy cxnt about her.
She stepped out the ring purposely on our side. Telling me with hands on her hips "that's why I am a champion and you are some rookie black bitch." Some in the crowd around us urged us to fight. But Shayla knew if I made a move security would toss me out. I wouldn't give her the satisfaction as I stared hatefully at her. Shayla smirked at me before walking away. I promised myself I would fight her and whoop her when I got my chance.
