An Odd sort of Date

Sven's fist would drive deep into Val's stomach over and over again, denying her even the peace of passing out in his powerful mounted triangle choke. He snickered cruely at her pain, but knew that she loved it just as much as he did. Soon though he would let up on the punches, and when he did he would also unwind his legs from around her throat and arm, releasing the triangle choke and standing back up.

"Up and at em', champ," Sven would chuckle, grabbing a handful of Val's hair and would then use it to pull her up to her feet. If he managed that, Sven would then release her, and resuming his boxing stance he would move in on her again. First he would throw two quick right straights into he face, then quickly follow up with a left hook. Then, to finish the combo, he would move in close to her and deliver a firece uppercut into her stomach.

Valerie feels like passing out from getting her ass handed by Sven trapped in his triangle choke hold and pounding down onto her bare stomach, but he wasnt done just yet when he releases the hold of her and pulling her up as she moaning from the pain, trying to speak out. "Mmmmm..... n-no more baby.... n-no mor-- GAH!"

As she gets up onto her feet forcefully by Sven, her face takes couple shots by his right hooks to her face causing her to stand and continues on getting another hook to the other cheek to finally taken a heavy uppercut to the stomach, doubling her over to slowly collapsing down onto her knees, covering her stomach coughing out and spitting some saliva. "U-ughhh... cough! ough....."

Sven moved like a professional boxer delivering blow after brutal blow upon Vallerie, either not hearing her requests for mercy or choosing to ignore them. Either way, he would throw his combo into Val's face and stomach with powerful force. When Val started to go down however, Sven would reach out to catch her, pulling her in for a sort of clinch, his muscled body rubbing up against her sexy curves.

"Feeling alright there, babe?" Sven asked as he held her up, grinning in amusement. "You look a little worn out. Don't tell me you're giving up on me? I thought you were made of tougher stuff than that."

Valerie was about to drop down onto the floor with her arms covering her stomach from the brutal beating and didnt think too much about her face were pounded as well but her stomach really giving her much more pain that she wanted to fall down but Sven catches her and held her up asking her if shes alright of course not that he cared. "Ughhhh... your fists... just so strong... hard to keep up compare to wrestling"

She reaches her right hand up to hold the back of his head to keeping her from falling while her free hand still covering her stomach from the blows, she didnt have as much energy now after her body was used as a boxing bag, she barely looking up at him with her weak worn eyes. "ughh..."

Sven smirked down at Valerie as she looked up at him, knowing that she couldn't take much more of his attacks. He was glad that she called him strong, it meant that she knew he was the dominant one in this relationship. Val may have been able to sway, and even beat lesser men into submission, but Sven was a tough nut to crack. "But I wore the boxing gloves to prevent hurting too much, babe," Sven said with a smirk, toying with the sexy woman. "How was I supossed to know you're so fragile?"

Sven would slip one of his gloves underneath Val's dress, wanting to get at her crotch so he could start to rub it and tease it. "But if boxing is too rough for you," Sven would say, rubbing her continously. "We can always switch to wrestling." The hand that was rubbing Val's crotch would then suddenly help him try to lift her into the air so he could hold her across his chest. But she wouldn't stay up there for long, and Sven would immediately drop to one knee, and slam Valeire spine first across it, delivering a brutal backbreaker to the poor woman.

She guessed its true his gloves doesnt give out as much damages compare to bare fists but even though his put a lot of strength and force behind it that its just as strong without the gloves, her body was getting weaker and sore from his boxing skills and soon, her sexy body continues to get abused by Sven as he reaches down to grope onto her crotch, moaning escapes out of her soft lips as she close her eyes slightly blushing until he scoops her up into his arms across his chest before slamming her back over his knee. "AUGH!"

Her sexy body in tight skimpy red dress drape over his knee as she arches backward with her legs and arms spread out, her head nearly touching the floor with her busty breasts pointing upward that Sven could probably see her tits harden from her dress, laying there defenseless as Sven would seem he could do whatever he wants with her like a toy.

The harsh sound of Val's spine compressing across Sven's knee was like music to Sven's ears, loving the sound of bones rearranging themselves. There was no doubt who wore the pants in this relationship now, and one thing was for sure, it wasn't Valerie.

After delivering the backbreaker Sven would unceremoniously dump Valerie off his knee, the stand back up to start taking off his boxing gloves. True to his promise, Sven had finished the boxing portion of their evening, and could now move on to other fruitful endeavours. "I;m gonna be smelling your perfume on my gloves for weeks," Sven chuckled as he tossed his gloves aside. Once he had done that, he would lean down to where Val lay on her stomach, reach down and would grab a handful of her hair, and would use it to lift her head off the ground, wanting her to see him smiling.

"You had enough, babe?" he asked, grinning his twisted grin. "Is there any doubt that I own you now?"

Valerie's back arched over his knee as she moans from the painful backbreaker which her spine did make couple popping sounds, then Sven pushes her off his knee as she dumped onto the floor, arching in pain as she reaches for her back to rub, ease the pain. She can see from the corner of her eyes that he took off his gloves as she listen to his words before reaching down for her lovely hair to pull to get a good look at each other face.

"Nghh..... " She didnt respond as her body feels so weak and worn from the beating she been taken, but the only respond she could give is a quick slap across his face with her free hand while looking at him, faint smile before groaning from the pain her body endured.

The sound of the slap striking Sven's face exhoed through the apartment, and Sven blinked in surprise. Histoead had been knocked to the side after beinf struck, and he slowly turned it back to look down at Valerie. Somehow she still had the strength to defy him, even after such a pounding he gave her. He looked at her for a second, before a wide grin spread across his face.

"Careful, Val," he whispered to her. "I think I might be starting to like you." And with the grip of her hair Sven would slam her face into the hard floor two consecutive times. This was just to stun her however, and when he was done he would let go of her hair and grab for her dress. He would then start to slip it off her, stripping her down to whatever she was wearing underneath.

Course she was toying with him, a bit hard playful ways by slapping him across the face, she did have a bit of energy just to do that for her little amusement but she knows he like it and for him to prove that he slammed her face down couple times to really dazed her from the pain. "Gahh Ugh!" Her eyes closed and groaning from the face slammed before she can slightly feel her hair letting go, ease the pain from her scalp as her body starting to feel a bit chilly, realizing her dress being stripped off by Sven which shes only wearing dark red panties underneath, no bra at all leaving her topless, moaning that Sven might do something very erotic to her which she been waiting for unless he have plans on beating her some more. "Ohhmmmm~"