Post by Christine Abrahams on Feb 18, 2022 11:00:29 GMT
Well, I have to admit that I’m feeling nervous as I wait to enter the octagon for this fight!
I’m not nervous about fighting – I’m nervous about fighting, and beating, a popular national celebrity
I’ve fought many times, in many genres
When I was a teenager, I was a bit of a naughty girl, getting into scraps etc, but at college I got into boxing and won a few fights
Once I'd left, I focussed on my fitness work, but still boxed, won some good fights, then went to Germany where I got - well - I got beaten up pretty bad by a tough boxer, who broke my jaw, my orbital bone and three ribs because the referee just let her work me over in a four round beating
I tried boxing again the next year, but got turned over inside a round by a Jamaican girl, so I retired from boxing there and then
More recently, I’ve done some private wrestling matches, girl-on-girl, with the stipulation that the loser licks the winner to orgasm, winning 7 fights, but losing 2, and I really did not enjoy losing, I promise!
I’ve also had two mixed wrestling matches – the first fight I won, locking the guy up with an armbar, and it was great to have him eat my pussy in the ring, but I lost my second fight, against a bigger and stronger guy than the first one. To be honest he humiliated me, could have pinned me at least 5 times, but raised my shoulder off the canvas to keep the fight going, then had me screaming out my submission with an over the shoulder backbreaker, and then, well, then he stripped me off, paraded me around the ring naked, and f**ked me in front of the 200 or so audience. Thankfully, cameras and phones are left at the door, so there’s no tape to be found on the internet!
I signed a three match contract with him, and there’s a rematch in a couple of weeks, but I don’t see me winning, so no doubt I’m in for another very public f**king from him.
I’ve been told that they’re ready for me, and I hear the announcement for regular referee David Haye, and now hear
“Please welcome to the octagon tonight, in her black bra, knickers, suspender belt and stockings, from Welwyn Garden City, at 43 years old and 5 feet 8 inches tall, it’s Alesha Dixon!”
Dixon gets a great ovation, and now it’s my turn
“And Alesha’s opponent, in her scarlet bikini, from Bristol, at 27 years old and also 5 feet 8 inches, it’s Chrissie Abrahams!”
The ovation I get surprises me, and I’m feeling happier as Dixon and I are called to the centre of the octagon, to be reminded of the rules, after which she snarls, “You’re a nobody – and I’m gonna make you kiss my butt!” I shrug, “Heard it all before, darling, and it won’t happen!”
We each back away a couple of metres, there being no corners as such, and certainly no seconds, and the siren sounds to start the fight.
Alesha’s in my face immediately, and she hits me pretty hard with her right fist, and those knuckles of hers crash into my cheek, then again, and then she hits me in the ribs with her left fist, a tidy left hook from the bitch there, and now I know she can fight, so I return fire pretty hard, rocking her head back with a couple of straight punches, although I’m too slow to follow up, and the bitch punishes me for it, ripping two hefty punches into my face, and I’m blinking hard and step backwards, Alesha hitting me again, looking right pleased with herself when I’m backed into the ropes, where she hits me in the belly a couple of times, then I manage to block her when she launches an uppercut, but she still catches me right across the eye with a left hook, and I immediately feel a sharp sting, then a warm trickle, and I know the bitch has cut my eyebrow, spotting the way her eyes are shining with excitement
Dixon has hurt me and cut me, and now she’s looking like she wants to put me away, as she opens up, swinging punches into my face with her left and her right fists, and I realise that this isn’t going to be the pushover I’d planned – if anything, I’m the girl looking more likely to get knocked out right now, Dixon giving me another left hander across my mouth, with me now responding, no longer content to take her punches, and I give the bitch a good right hand in her mouth, then a left to her cheek, Dixon not liking that one bit, and I follow up by banking three quick right hooks into her tits, which has her backing off, then I thump her in her mouth again, split her bottom lip and turn her around, Dixon now backed into the ropes, the bitch looking like a sitting duck for me, and I start to enjoy myself, banging some good punches into the bitch’s body, then attacking her face, hitting her with sweeping left hooks, crashing my fist into her right eye, gashing her cheek open, cutting her eyelid as well, shutting her eye nicely, before drilling my right fist into her mouth, and down she goes, dropped onto her back, her head bouncing off the canvas – she’s finished!
I’ve won!
I’ve won!
Dixon is unconscious – her face a pulpy mess, and I’m the winner, shouting, “C’mon Comer! You’re next you slut!”
But secretly I know I can’t afford to let Jodie hit me as often as Alesha did
Christine Abrahams beat Alesha Dixon by clean knockout in 7 minutes and 30 seconds