Seems too good to be true, you'll pass.

You almost fall for it... almost. A lesser fighter would let themselves be distracted by her slutty antics.

Bu you're not a lesser fighter.

You're a champion.

And a champion doesn't succumb to the last, ****, flailing attempts of a jobberslut.

Even if it feels really, really good.

So with a sharp pull of her raven hair, you jerk her head back and stare down into her eyes.

Her beautiful blue eyes that are now glistening with tears.

Your grip tightens, and she winces.

"You would look good with a cock in your mouth, but you'd look even better knocked the fuck."

She has just enough time to realize she's fucked before your fist bounces off her forehead, sprawling my wife out on the mat before you like a slutty all-you-can-eat ryona buffet.

The audience starts chanting "Finish her! Finish her! Finish her!" until you relent and grab her by the foot and drag her sexy and KO'd form to the center of the ring. You lift her shapely leg up and point her foot to the ceiling before stripping off one of her now sweaty stockings and exposing her bare sole to the audience. Before letting go of her foot, you press your nose into her toes and inhale her slutty scent, then let her leg flop wetly to the floor.

She barely moves and makes faint groans as you prop her up with her back to your chest and she slowly starts to come to. It is too late for her to react as you wrap the stocking around her throat and immediately she starts struggling.

Her legs kick out and her toes point erotically while the audience watches my wife struggle to breath. With one foot bare and the other encased in sheer stocking the asymmetry provides a sexy show to the audience. A camera zooms in on her slick leg and foot so they can see the full extent of her desperation.

The fight for air slowly comes to a **** halt and she arches her back hard, before shuddering and spraying her pussy juices from her swollen mound. Her foot slaps once against the mat before her toes point sharply and then...

...the audience cheers as she is strangled ****. Her eyes are rolled back until only the whites of her eyes are showing. Her tongue is pushed out wetly and saliva coats her chin. The referee calls the match, declaring you the winner.

Her body is limp and helpless, completely at your mercy, and the audience can't wait to see what you do next. You throw her down on the mat, her body bouncing slightly before coming to a rest, and you can't help but admire her sexy, curvy figure. She is a stunning beauty, and even in her **** state, she looks so incredibly inviting. You know that the audience is watching with bated breath, waiting to see what you'll do next.

(Special thanks and credit to 'Jasper' for this chapter!)