Creating some space between Lauren and me is helping me to catch my breath and recover from being in the guillotine choke for as long as I was. But my respite is short lived. Lauren discovered the teeth marks on her left boob and charges in at me hard and fast. I get to my feet but she is already on me. She’s punching me all over my body, hitting me hard in the chest, stomach and ribs. I’m trying to defend against her blows, but clearly she’s had training in boxing and is able to get through my defenses. I know that I don’t have to defend against shots to the head, as they are illegal in the Prestige Pit, but her body blows are definitely taking their toll on me.
Getting hit to the body in my chest, stomach, and ribs are having their desired effect and I drop to my knees because of Lauren’s barrage of punches. Dropping to my knees, I’m now facing her groin. Her legs are spread shoulder width apart as they should be in order to maximize the effectiveness of her punching. I see my opening and bring my fist all the way to the floor. Remembering the mule kick to my groin that she delivered earlier to turn the match in her favor, I bring my fist up hard, all the way from the floor, and punch, hitting Lauren hard as I can, right between the legs. I thought I heard her pubic bone crack at the force of my blow. Lauren sinks to her knees in pain, grabbing her crotch with two hands. “You had your moments, but you’re mine now, bitch.” I tell her as I go on the attack.
