Tanya goes on the attack immediately

Taking a moment to glance around, Billy took in a deep breath. With a smile, he began to give his prepared opening lesson for the boxing seminar.

“So, the first thing I want to show you all is how to- GUHH!”

Before he could even get a sentence out, a sudden blow came from the side and drove right into Billy’s face, taking him totally by surprise. It was a heavy blow, too. His words came to a grinding halt as the **** rippled through him. What the fuck had-?

The undefeated champion was stunned, but not yet finished, as he took a wobbly step backwards and turned to face his assailant in surprise. Of course, it was none other than an evilly smirking Tanya - whose face quickly turned sour when she saw that Billy’s legendary toughness wasn’t just a myth. A small part of her had hoped that one pop would be all it took. Now he had a chance to fight back.

But Billy had hardly gotten off without a scratch. The attack was so sudden and unexpected, that he didn’t even think to fight back or raise his gloves in defense just yet. He just stared, mouth open, waiting for an explanation from the busty Tanya, glaring angrily at him. What the hell did he do wrong!?

Not wanting him to get his bearings, Tanya took the initiative - rushing forwards with a flurry of inexperienced, nooby milf punches.

“You little shit! You knocked out my son!” she yelled, whaling on his face and backing him up.

“Oh my god, Tanya!” a mom in the audience squealed in shock. What was she doing? What was happening!?

Most of Tanya’s punches were missing their mark, without Billy even really trying to dodge. She was angry, and she frankly had no idea what she was doing anyway. Still, enough glancing shots did connect to get the champ’s legs all wobbly, forcing him to back away in a **** display of drunken stumbling. She was making him retreat in his own ring.

Tanya wasn’t giving Billy a chance to recover, as she ran him down, throwing at air. But each time he nearly got his head in the game, a stray glove would glide off his chin, keeping him just woozy enough to stay useless. Bouncing his head back with an idiotic “guhh!”

F-Fuck, these weren’t ordinary milf punches - there was something more behind them, powering each blow into a real threat. O-Oh shit… Were her gloves loaded?

WHACK!

“Eat THIS!” Tanya roared, as Billy’s head was knocked to the side and his vision flashed black. It was her first solid connection since the opening punch, and it had him seeing stars.

The almighty milf’s last whallop **** Billy into the corner of the ring, where escape was impossible. She would be on top of him again in an instant.

Oh shit… She was fucking him up right now. Even as he brought his head back to the center, his vision was blurred at the edges, and suddenly he was seeing two angry milfs charging him down. Two identical Tanyas, coming in for another big hit.

Her busty chest might not have been the very largest in the room - but seeing it duplicated and swinging with such ferocity was enough to put the fear of a goddess into any man. And this particular man had already had his fair share of experiences losing to impressive-chested milfs. Tanya’s exposed, swaying cleavage felt more like a chilling threat now that he’d been backed into this corner. A promise of her incoming female fist.

WHAM!

“GUHHNN!” Billy was smacked hard, and for just a moment, slipped into blissful unconsciousness. His eyes rolled up and his legs teetered - about to drop uselessly to his knees - when suddenly…

WHAM!

A second loaded punch smacked him back to life, gasping as he was **** against the ring post like a chump. He hadn’t even been given a chance to show off his own elite boxing skills - this milf had just run him down and pounded him into a sort of obedience. What would the moms watching think? THIS was the club champion? He must have looked like a total scrub!

But he was too far gone to fight back now. She’d already dispatched him, blitzing him too fast to handle. This was over. Seeing the writing on the wall, and **** to not get knocked out at his own seminar, Billy quickly threw in the towel.

Despite his reputation - his own legend - this was all too familiar for him. Billy was scared, and he knew he couldn’t defeat her - not with the headstart she’d gotten. He was already too fucked up. His balance was all off, and his mind was spinning. If he didn’t give up now, he knew it would go to a shameful knockout. He just had to hope she wouldn’t go all the way…

“S-Stop!” he begged throwing his hands up. “You-You’re thrashing me! Y-You- UHN! - You win! You WIN! PLEASE!”

The crowd was shocked to hear this confident, athletic boy so quickly overthrown. So easily backed into a corner. Tanya had barely even begun, hadn’t she? Were a few punches all it took? Had she really just beat the champion?

Tanya was amused and deeply satisfied to hear Billy pleading. Grovelling, **** to be spared. It was music to her ears, made all the sweeter by the crowd that shared in listening to his pitiable bleats. She could have listened to him beg all day.

But there was no mercy in Tanya’s eyes. Only rage. As much as she loved hearing Billy whine, in pathetic contrast to the words of praise she’d read about him, it was doubtful that she would be satisfied with just this verbal surrender as his forfeit. She wanted more. All the same, battered as he was, begging was all Billy had left in him to try.

“T-Tanya, you b-beat me, please don’t-“

WHACK!

Her chest swung in his vision. Suddenly, it was a lot more sexy to him. A lot more intimidating. It was adorned by shimmering beads of sweat, and it swung with the **** of the blow that knocked his head back and made him woozy.

“GUHH! O-Oh fuck… Tanya… Tanya, you’re gonna knock me out! PLEASE! Stop! Sto-!”

WHACK! Another punch connected, making him sink down a little in the corner. For a split second, his eyes glazed and he began to drool. But, calling on his legendary toughness, he managed to shake it off for one last attempt. One last round of surrendering before it was too late.

The moms watching gasped. First, at his words - was it true that he was about to be… Knocked out? He sounded so terrified and ****… Then, they gasped at the viciousness of Tanya’s punch. The slapping sound alone was shocking - the way it made their instructor’s head bounce was just unbelievable. Third, they gasped that he was still on his feet. The boy must have been a tank to have survived that! It was no wonder he’s the best boxer in the club. And then, the moms all gasped at what happened next…

“You’re gonna… You’re actually gonna… I’m gonna be… O-Oh shit… O-Oh nooo…” Billy gasped, relying on the corner ropes to keep himself up. “Don’t… You’re gonna… I’m gonna… Nooooo…”

Billy was begging. He was really begging. Nobody could believe what they were hearing, or just how quickly the tables had turned. He came here to teach them, but now this untrained milf was schooling HIM!

Billy had nothing left. He’d tried all he could. It all came down to Tanya, and what she felt Billy deserved as his punishment.

But was this good enough for her? Or did she want a little bit… More, out of him? What kind of treatment did Billy deserve?