I power out.

She's a strong young woman, but I'm no slouch, and still a little bigger than she is. I manage to lift her, then throw her off of me. She lands hard, but squeals in delight, hungry for a challenge. This match is far from over!

I roll over, and she's on her belly, gripping the bottom ring rope to hoist herself up.

"Not so fast," I say, grabbing what is barely a handful of panties. I yank them downwards, but she spreads her legs to prevent them from coming off entirely, revealing my shaved, glistening prize. Mad with lust and all focus on removing the thong, I grab hold of an ankle in each hand and pull back and up, but she is still hanging onto the ropes. I jerk her up, then drop her down suddenly, making her bellyflop and bounce onto her tits. Stunned, she limply releases the ropes, and I make short work of her panties, hurling them outside the ring.

By the time I turn back to face, she's on her feet again, and is removing her bra as well. I lose the speedo in response, revealing her prize. She gasps slightly in elation.

"Looks like this is going to be one of those matches," she laughs, and we begin to circle and stalk each other around the ring, like primitive animals in heat.