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After getting a beatdown in a bar fight, the twenty-eight-year-old Ravan had signed up for a Mixed Martial Arts gym along with his friend Quinn. Ravan stood at around six-feet tall and looked almost exactly like singer Zayn, not too threatening at all which led to him occasionally being pushed around. Quinn was Ravan’s friend who looked a lot like Draco Malfoy from Harry Potter. The two met each other when out at a bar talking to random women.Being the age he was, Ravan did not want marriage and found himself disconnected from most his age who did. Most of Ravan’s nights included going out to hit up random women at a bar and going on dates. Other than that, he just focused on making money. Quinn served as Ravan’s wingman when out and the two had become good friends as a result. The gym Ravan went to was owned by an MMA legend who was never really there. It was a good mix of men and women, occasionally having professional fighters train there. The condition of the gym was amazing. It almost looked like a ski-lodge and had top-quality equipment, often being clean and having saunas and high-quality showers in the back. At times, there were interactions between the fighters and every other day there would be a scheduled fight. Ravan had been going for almost six months and had mainly worked on wrestling with some striking thrown in.Ravan lost his first two fights but went on a four-fight win-streak after that, winning often by submission. As January approached in a cold northern city, Ravan had to find extra motivation to keep on training. It had become an addiction to him. Despite his run, the fame and attention at the gym had gone to none other than a woman who went by the nickname of Breaker. The Breaker’s real name was Marisa Colon-Sanchez De Mereles and she was originally from Brazil.The Breaker stood at five-foot-ten and weighed in about one-hundred thirty-five pounds, a built that made her a tough opponent in her weight class. Breaker had long legs and arms which made her quite the nightmare when fighting standing up. In terms of physical appearance, she had high cheekbones, an Amazonian look, and looked exactly like pornstar Kayla Carrera. So far, The Breaker had won fifteen straight fights, ten by straight knockout and the rest by submission or TKO.Most of the woman’s fights started by her keeping her opponent at bay, punishing them with body shots, putting them into a nasty clinch where she dropped knees to the face and body, and occasionally using her long limbs to try submissions. So far, The Breaker had made ten women quit istanbul travesti due to the beatdowns suffered in the fights and was avoided by all the women in the gym.On a Friday night, one brave Midwestern girl who used to wrestle in college fought The Breaker as everyone watched. Overall, the fight ended in a drawn-out beatdown with The Breaker delivering so much punishment that her opponent quit in the third round due to fatigue and exhaustion. “Man, I’d love to do some rolling around with her,” said Ravan.“You’re crazy,” said Quinn.“Oh no, I legitimately mean it. She has never been to the ground,” said Ravan.“Oh no, this is desperate even for you,” said Quinn.“Dude, she is so shredded and sexy,” said Ravan, looking at Breaker’s sexy sweaty body and seeing the shredded abs.“She is going to beat you down worse than the guy at the bar did, idiot,” said Quinn, while Breaker was showboating and provoking the gym.“Soft, all of you soft, this shit boring, nobodies, do something!” shouted Breaker.“You, you want it bitch?” said Breaker, getting in the face of some tall blonde that shied away.“Nobody fucking wants it, that’s the issue with this gym. You’re all pussies, all of you,” said Breaker.“Well, that’s because you’re fighting those with pussies,” said Ravan, as Breaker gave him a cold stare and approached him, Quinn immediately distanced himself.“You have shit to say, smartass? I’ll beat a man down. Not the first one I’ll knock out,” said Breaker, getting in Ravan’s face.“Then let’s plan it, pumpkin,” said Ravan.“Wow, okay this fucking new fuck. Makeup isn’t saving you after this fight, sissy,” said Breaker, attempting to provoke Ravan.“When are we having it?” asked Ravan.“We can go right now,” said Breaker, getting heated.“Okay,” said Ravan, before a coach intervened.“Not a chance, you know better than to fight women too, fuckwit. Break it up!” said the coach.“Women? What does that have to do with it, Greg? If he wants to get his ass beat, he can get it!” said Breaker.“We don’t allow men and women fighters to go at it,” said the Coach.“Greg, come on, he’s asking for it. You can’t do us like this, Greg. He provoked it, Greg. We need to do something, we can take it out on the street if not here!”, said Breaker.“Not happening,” said Greg.“Relax lady, he’s saving your pride,” said Ravan.“Fuck you,” said Breaker, taking a swing at Ravan that missed before everyone broke it up. “They’re gonna fight anyways, better in the ring than the street,” said one of the fighters as another coach agreed.“Okay, know what, istanbul travesti fine, we can fight after you both sign paperwork,” said Greg.“It’s okay, we can make up in the showers after I beat you, nutjob,” said Ravan.“Put that in the paperwork bitch because after I beat you, you’re coming in here wearing a pink thong and making out with Heath. Put the money where the mouth is!” said Breaker, pointing at Heath who was a gay fighter at the gym.“Come here, Ravan,” said Heath, joking and smiling.“It won’t even come to that. This feistiness is dying down after the fight,” said Ravan.“Enjoy his cock in your mouth, loser,” shouted Breaker, heated with Ravan.Ravan and Breaker signed the paperwork which made sure the gym was not responsible for anything and each party would honor their bet. The fight would happen a month later in the middle of January and the agreement said it had to happen despite severe weather. For the coming weeks, Ravan and Breaker would have some bad run-ins fueled with trash talk but the fight came fast, though with some bad news the night before as a handful of fighters were at the gym.“We regret to inform you that due to severe weather forecast, roads are now closed and travel prohibited due to blizzard conditions,” said a news report, as only a handful of fighters at the gym, mainly female, were in attendance.“What now?” said one of the fighters.“We have dorm rooms in the gym. You guys can sleep there,” said the coach.The snow was so severe that you could not open the door of the gym. It was a blizzard set to last for three days. Ravan and Quinn got together in a room, Quinn telling Ravan how crazy he is. Despite the exchange, Ravan had belief and something he told Quinn about, he saw a weakness in the unbeatable fighter. The next day, everyone gathered around as the anticipation built up for the fight which was set to take place late in the afternoon. Both fighters rested in their areas as they had prepared enough until finally, the time had come.Ravan wore black trunks while Breaker wore a white tank-top and tight shorts with her hair braided, showing her well-built buttocks and sexy thighs which shone. The referee put both fighters at their corners and explained the rules of the fight. It was to go for five rounds with each round, five minutes each. Around twenty people were at the gym with those who were not there getting a recorded video, most of the women at the gym being women who had endured beatdowns by Breaker. “Alright guys, protect yourself at all times and match gloves istanbul travesti if needed,” said the referee, as the two refused to match gloves and the alarm sounded. Breaker had an intense look of a killer in her eyes and wanted to do severe harm to Ravan.To Breaker’s surprise, Ravan had come rushing but she threw her signature head kick which missed. Ravan had Breaker backed into a corner and seeing the right opening, rushed in and had her against the fence. Breaker held on and tried to punch the man hugged up against her but had no success at all, only tiring herself out. The gym watched in shock as The Breaker looked human for the first time ever, having a horny body rubbed up against her feistiness. No matter where Breaker moved, Ravan was hugged on to her stuffing her movement and finally, after a couple of minutes into the round, he tripped her down. Women in the crowd cheered and roared as the two rolled around on the floor together with The Breaker unable to get up. With a minute left in the round, Ravan was grabbed onto The Breaker’s leg as she attempted to fight off any potential leg lock.For the first time ever, Breaker’s heart started to beat nervously as she was in fear of a leg lock but the bell saved her. The free-flowing long strides Breaker had in her fights which led to brutal kicks and hooks landing was stuffed as she forced to get the horny body off of her. “Oh fuck,” said Quinn, in shock at his friend as the crowd roared and cheered. The whole crowd was shocked at how helpless Breaker looked in the fight so far. In the second round, Breaker came out with vicious kicks and punches that all missed, Ravan catching her leg and getting her down a minute into the round to wear her out. Once again, Ravan grabbed on to the leg Breaker led with when throwing her kicks and held on to it, occasionally pulling on it to wear it down. Whenever Ravan got the chance, he found an excuse to kiss, lick, and softly bite the muscled sweaty body of Breaker which aroused her.Breaker ended the round starting to be exhausted and in the third round, Ravan went for a fast takedown which had Breaker off of her feet and took her down as a shocked look consumed her. The Breaker was covered in sweat and once again, saw her leg being pulled which wore it out further. Now Breaker was starting to sweat in her trunks and her tank top as Ravan talked dirty to her while laying on top.The sweat and perspiration were making a home in Breaker’s crotch and inner thighs, causing her to kick her legs around in arousal only to be stuffed by the horny body on her. Just like any true winning fighter, Breaker had a trick up her sleeve that provoked Ravan. “Bet you wish I was naked, huh, pervert?” said Breaker, Ravan kissing her ears and keeping her down.”You’re going to be after the fight with me, so no care,” said Ravan as Breaker smiled. 

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