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(He's Mine!, continued...)

Kate looks over at where you are sitting and you can see her remember the night of your visit. The playful grappling on the mat. The fact that you came to see her, and not Natalie. She looks back at Natalie; the bitch who wants to claim you for herself. And you see the resolve settle in her eyes.

Your girlfriend knows that she can beat Natalie if she can get close enough. If she can get past Natalie’s lightning-fast punches and kicks. Meanwhile, Natalie knows she is ahead and is determined to stay that way.

Kate advances on Natalie who makes a point of dancing in a circle, making sure she has enough space at all times. Kate aims a punch at Natalie who goes under it and delivers a sharp jab to Kate’s ribs. Kate goes for another punch and takes a hard counterpunch to the face instead.

You slide to the edge of your seat, concerned for the punishment Kate is taking. Bruises swell on her beautiful face. After one punch, her nose starts to bleed. You think the referee is on the cusp of breaking in to end the fight.

Keen to finish her opponent, Natalie unleashes a powerful kick — and Kate catches her leg. Natalie’s eyes widen in alarm, and she tries to pull back, but it’s too slow and too late. Natalie had taken the bait and walked into Kate’s trap. Kate sweeps out Natalie’s left leg and the pair of them go down hard.

Close to, Kate wraps her arm around Natalie’s neck, squeezing them together in a vicious embrace. Natalie struggles to dislodge Kate, but only succeeds in pushing Kate to the side, which in turn enables her opponent to get behind her. From there, the arm around Natalie’s neck becomes a chokehold.

Sensing that she is in trouble, Natalie kicks out with her legs, scrabbling to try and push Kate against the cage. But this only makes it worse, as it enables Kate to wrap her lithe, powerful, legs around Natalie’s waist. Locking her ankles together, she squeezes.

“Got you!” she says, with venom in her voice.

Natalie grabs at the arm at her throat, but she clearly knows the trouble she is in. Panic starts to rise, but it is far, far too late. “No…” she moans. She is completely in Kate’s power; the heat and pressure of Kate’s breasts and crotch pressed into her back is nothing compared to the strong arm around her throat.

Natalie knows she should tap, but you can see she is unwilling to quit. Unwilling to yield. Unwilling to give you up. But all that courage and determination counts for nothing against Kate’s strength and power. Natalie’s struggles grow weaker and weaker, until her eyes roll and she slips into unconsciousness.

The referee steps in and instructs Kate to release Natalie. She does so and unceremoniously dumps the unresisting Natalie to the mat. The doctor is on her immediately, shining a torch in Natalie’s eyes and checking she is okay.

Kate doesn’t wait to be declared the winner. It’s plain for all to see. She does pose for the crowd, who applaud her. Then she strides purposefully out of the arena and over to where you sit. She pulls you up by your shirt and kisses you powerfully — for all the world to see. The crowd whoops as she all but drags you from the arena. You let her. No way are you going to argue.