The fight was not going well…
Anothony Van der Becks first fight in light heavyweight division was against Dmitri stephanov, a 6’5” beast of a fighter. Not only 3 inches taller than Anthony, he had a much longer reach and many more wins under his belt. Anthony was not one to back down from a challenge and didn’t fear any opponent.
The first round had been brutal. After a promising start Stephanov had taken control. Grappling him to the ground and unloading punishing punches and elbows to his face and body. He was lucky the buzzer sounded when it did.
His trainer doused him with water and compressed his swelling left eye “you gotta fight smarter man! You’re wide open! Don’t give him an easy fight”
Back into it… both searching for an opening. Anthony circled, lashed out with jabs and leg kicks but it had no effect. Into the grapple and dmitris gut punches we’re like sledge hammer blows. Anthony was tossed to the floor again and pummelled with punches.
He blocked as much as he could but enough got through to send anthony reeling. Vision blurred he twisted with all his might to get away. He finally got out of the death grip and was back on his feet. For a second.. stephanov caught him with a brutal uppercut and he was floored. Fight stopped before the count.
Muffled Celebration all around him, blurred flashes, figure above him shouting eligible.
Bloodied vision started the clear. Overwhelming sound from the crowd.
“Anthony! Anthony! Mate are you ok?! Can you sit up for me??”
“Urgh…I’m ummm yeah,yeah” he replied. Clearly out of it.
He felt focus returning, stephanov was peacocking around the ring.
He sat up. The crowd cheered. He gingerly got to his feet and his trainer cleaned him up as well as he could.
He didn’t feel pain yet. He was sure he would. He felt bitter disappointment and humiliation.
He insincerely congratulated stephanov and was chaperoned out of the arena by his team.
His unbeaten record was gone.
Back in the changing room his disappointment turned to anger, his anger grew to rage and he berated his trainer as he had his eye stitched.
“how the fuck did you prepare me so badly for this?! He was so much stronger than me! That shouldn’t happen!” Bloody trickled from his badly cut eye.
“You’ve seen him fight before, you must of known this would be hard. Pick yourself up and train harder for the next one man. Brush it off”
Brush it off… was he having a laugh? No one treats a Van der Beck like that. He used self control though…
“Please leave me alone, I’ll see you in the gym next week”
The trainer knew better than to try talk him down so left.
Anthony was taken back to his apartment. Took some pain killers as he could now feel the pain flowering all over his body. He poured himself a very large glass of vodka and went to bed…
The next morning he woke up to excruciating pain from his head and body. He looked in the mirror. His face wasn’t as bad as it felt.
The cut on his eye, the other eye black along with his bruised jaw. It was his ribs that hurt the most. Like an anvil had been dropped on them. He took more drugs and vodka to numb the pain. The anger still raged inside him. He needed company….he picked up his phone
Anthony 9.21am
Hi, are you free to come down to London today?
Jo 9.25am
Yes I’m free, are you ok? Heard about the fight 😞 x
Anthony 9.27am
You have a booking on the 11.15 flight to London City. My driver will pick you up from there. Wear the black leather underwear set I bought you
Jo 9.30am
That doesn’t give me a lot of time
Anthony 9.32am
You’ll make it
Anthony had met Jo when his apartment was being refurbished, she was a surveyor working for the contractors. She would visit site regularly although based in Edinburgh.
She was always flirtatious on her visits and he could tell she was a sexual being. Their relationship started when he called her into his office one morning and pinned her against the wall, kissed and groped heavily, pulled off her pants and fucked her hard with her legs wrapped around his waist, pounded into the wall.
He then regularly called her into his office during the visits. Cable tying her arms and fucking her over his desk, forcing his cock down her throat, hungrily licking and sucking her sweet pussy.
They became regular play mates, she was very submissive, up for anything he wanted. Today he needed to release his tension…
11am . Anthony’s skin was crawling. He needed to workout, forget the pain. Forget the punishment he’d taken. He put on shorts and went down to his private gym, worked out hard on the bags, pull up bar and did a 10k on the treadmill
A knock on the door. His driver “Jo is here for you.”
“Send her to my bedroom, I’m going for a shower”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/y4o7jf/anthonys_redemption_spankingbondagemfmdom_1_of_2