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Chapter 8

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Sparring Siobhan.

Gracie was surprised to see Siobhan adopt the same Muay Thai stance as her opponents, with a high guard and fists turned so that they could be used for punching or grappling as the need arose. After the initial

finding of distance, Siobhan aimed a fairly basic frontal kick at her opponent which was easily dodged. the young blonde fighter looked surprised too, but waited a little more then slid in hard and fast raising her knee into Siobhan's mid-section, connecting firmly with her solar plexus and causing her to gasp loudly. Siobhan hopped back, just in time to avoid a barrage of punches, then covered up on the ropes as blows rained down on her.

What the hell was happening, Gracie thought with concern. Siobhan had not landed a blow but was taking a lot of punishment to the body as her opponent slammed punch after punch into her exposed taut six-pack abdomen. When she got off the ropes, Gracie thought she looked beaten already. She stood at a stooped angle and her guard was dropping. Siobhan's opponent thought so too, and with a leap came at her with a flying elbow strike, which although Siobhan saw it coming she could not get completely out of the way of and it connected noisily with her temple.

Siobhan went down heavily to the canvas, then raised herself groggily to her hands and knees. The teenager demonstrating her victory, caught her by the back of her shorts and her bra strap and lifted her from the floor. As she dropped her down once more, she unclipped Siobhan's bra top causing it to slide down her arms and bare her breasts as the girl dropped to the floor beside her and put Siobhan in a headlock. Siobhan looked dazed and confused as the young girl pulled her head in close under her arms and brought her hand up to her neck.

Almost as if by instinct Siobhan pathetically raised her own hands in defence, and appeared to slap ineffectually at her opponents as she began to lead her towards the stool in the corner. The stool with the massive strap on. Siobhan was led clumping to the stool unable to put off her fate seemingly without another ounce of strength or fight left in her, until the girl released her head with one of her hands to reach for the strap on.

All of a sudden, Siobhan's expression changed from one of dazed, defeated bewilderment to one of triumph, she seemingly just reached up to the girl's remaining arm around her neck and she fell to the floor on her back. Now Siobhan stood above her, with only the girl's thumb and wrist in her grip. The thumb was twisted at an unnatural angle, causing the youth's whole arm to pin her rigidly to the floor.

"Fucking Aikido", breathed Gracie in an awed whisper, watching reverentially.

Siobhan now was in control, and looked as if she was having a casual walk in the park. With her free hand, she reached for the strap on harness, and pulled it to her, then stepped into it, pulling it up awkwardly with just the one hand and fastening it in place. once she was content it was secure, she stood, causing the other girl to get to her feet in an agonized manner with her arm and shoulder twisted away from her, simply by Siobhan's hold on her wrist and thumb.

Gracie marvelled at Siobhan's level of control of the girl from such a hold. She made her run from one end of the ring to the other, chasing her with the erect massive cock like an ancient greek Satyr, before forcing her down to her knees, then bending the young girl forward, her face a **** mask of pain.

Even though she must have known it was coming when her lycra pants were pulled aside, the dildo still shocked the youth, and she howled as it was presented at her pussy from behind, but Siobhan showed no mercy and pressed on, spreading the girl wide as she **** the plastic cock inside her.

Although this was not getting Siobhan off, she knew that the audiences at the paying fight would demand satisfaction, so she continued to ream the young girl's pussy with the enormous cock for a full ten minutes before releasing her.

Eventially, completely defeated, the girl collapsed onto the canvas face first in exhaustion and relief.

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