Claire dominates you.

During the second round Claire stood over you facing towards your bound body, her legs spread. As Claire made you kiss her shapely thigh, you stopped being pissed at her for knocking you out and strangling you. Then the sexy dominating blonde put her hand on the back of your head and guided your lips up her hot, fit body while she lowered herself down onto you. Your lips kissed her black short shorts, feeling her firm, yet feminine thigh, hip and then her hot abs. Continuing to her gorgeous breasts and neck, you heard her moan. Finally, you reached blonde's lips and Claire made out with you while dry humping you with her sexy ass, which made you come into the prepared bottle.

By the third round, while she was bouncing her gorgeous breasts for you just out of your reach, you couldn't wait for the fourth round to start and the blonde hottie take care of you some more.

By the fifth round, you couldn't remember whether you'd encountered any more pleasurable experience in your whole life. This round, the blonde bombshell fondled your ass while she jerked you off.

By the seventh round, you felt half-strangled at all time. You couldn't wait for the rope to loosen and to be allowed to come into the bottle by the blonde goddess. That's your life. You licked her toes this round.

By the tenth round, all you could do was to worship the blonde goddess - to watch her reflection in the mirror as she strangled you with your hand wraps and to stare at Tracey's body with desire when the blonde stepped into the ring. With you mind almost gone, you barely remembered worshiping Tracey's abs this round.

By the twelfth round, you were completely spent. You remembered eating her out in the eleventh round, the feminine scent overcoming you with pleasure. Anytime you felt the hand wraps strangling you, you immediately got hard and waited for the goddess to let you come. Your sexy tormentor, your blonde goddess.

In the twentieth round, the Claire let you worship her firm bubble butt. The blonde goddess put her hand on the back of your head and pushed your head into her ass, smothering you to the brink of passing out. You inhaled her feminine scent and licked the sweat from Claire's buttocks. Claire's other hand lightly touched your throbbing pride, making you come almost immediately. Claire giggled.

After the twentieth round, Claire stood up with the bottle. Facing away from you, she put her hands on her hips, leaving her amazing ass just inches from you face, just outside your reach. You were being driven crazy by the desire to reach Claire's ass but Claire's makeshift shackles held you firmly at the ropes, as they did during all previous 20 rounds of Claire's dominant performance.

Claire looked over her shoulder at your broken, bound form. This is what the blonde managed to do to you, the strong boxer. Claire put on her short shorts. Her beautiful icy blue eyes looked straight into your eyes.

"Perhaps I should make you my toy."

You heard Claire's soft voice seductively say as her hand slid from the back of your head across your scalp until it reached your face. She lightly slapped you on the cheek and moved her index finger around your mouth. You were in trance. Your attempt to kiss her finger was stopped short by Claire's second hand slapping you across your face as her soft voice continued:

"No, I am not going to finish you off completely. You'll be my toy. You're going to lose fights because I order it. You'll let yourself be knocked out cold. And at my command, you'll worship the victor's ass with your beaten up face."

The blonde goddess standing over you excitedly breathed in at such thoughts and ordered you:

"Now, beg me to train you to become my toy".