Kimberly has fought in the cage for one year now. She has totally destroyed and humiliated, every one of her opponents. The fans adore the blond haired female warrior, so the place was always jam packed for everyone of her fights. She gets at least two mail pouches every week, filled with fan mail. Most of them want to marry her, or become her devoted slave. She answers as many as she can, trying to keep her fans happy. But she turns down the marriage proposals, and declines the offers to become her slave. Although, she does love having slaves. She does get a few threatening letters, from guys that don't like seeing her beat another guy half to death in the cage. To them, women don't belong in the fight game. They should be home raising children, and taking care of their man. Not beating one senseless in the cage. But she was only confronted by one of those crazy men, after thoroughly beating and humiliating his brother in the cage. They are both in the Hospital recuperating now.

But on the whole, Kimberly is very happy Damien introduced her to the fight game. It gives her the thrill of danger she needs, and it's an excellent way for her to feed her sexual desires. And her sexual desires, are number one on her list of priorities. Grinding her pussy over a mans face to get herself off, is the greatest and most satisfying feeling she has ever experienced. Especially if that mans face is battered and swollen, because she beat him to a pulp. And riding that beaten mans face and humiliating him, is only the finishing climax for the golden haired, beautiful female. The multiple orgasms she has while she's beating him down and making him fear her, heightens that final climax until it reaches super natural power. THAT'S what she loves the most. The climax's she has building up to it, are almost as enjoyable as the final mind blowing one she has at the end. And they all leave her feeling unbeatable.

But without her lethal feminine fists, the fantastic sexual fulfilling orgasms she loves, wouldn't be possible. The absolute power she feels when her fist strikes male flesh, consumes her whole body. Watching his face swell and change colors, and his large muscular body sag from the pain she is inflicting on him, makes her feel completely invincible. And when he's totally helpless and lying at her feet, she can't wait to degrade him beyond his wildest dreams. She realised over the last year, she has become sadistic. What started out as a way to fulfill her sexual desires, has turned into a passion to destroy and humiliate males. Any male that comes in contact with her, gets dominated. They accept it, or she beats them senseless and forces it on them. And she loves it. She feels she was born to give orders, and control any male she desires. They accept her as their Master, or they are badly beaten and turned into frightened little boys that serve her anyway. It's her destiny to rule. And she gladly accepts it.

Kimberly is on her way to the fight club. She just left Damien's Supper Club, and is furious. Damien's battered body is sleeping on the floor in his office, because of the thorough beating the beautiful blond gave him. She ordered Damien to get together with Mr. Falcone, and set her up in a match with Tony the Tiger Thompson. Tony was the only other undefeated fighter in the club, and Kimberly wanted an elimination match with him, to decide who would face the Champion. But according to Damien, Mr. Falcone turned down her request. She knew it wasn't Damien's fault she didn't get the match she asked for, but that didn't matter. She gave him and order, and he didn't carry it out. So he had to learn the consequences of disappointing her, and disobeying an order. And she taught them to him. Mr. Falcone was going to be taught a lesson in obedience when she arrived too. He knew better then to piss her off, but he made the foolish mistake of turning her down. He was going to pay for that mistake with pain.

Kimberly parked her red Mustang and pulled open the door to the warehouse. The click clack of her 4 inch black heels could be heard, as she marched across the large room, heading for Mr. Falcone's office. The guards hanging around in the warehouse, saw the hateful look on her beautiful face, and decided not to speak to her. But that didn't stop them from admiring her perfectly formed ass in her hip hugging jeans. And her firm 38 breasts sticking straight out, trying to bust through the fabric of the dark green, tight fitting top she was wearing. Kimberly flung the door open wide, and stormed into Mr. Falcone's office. She looked straight at Bruno, and ordered him out. "GET OUT!" He looked at the boss for conformation, and Kimberly went berserk. She stalked over and grabbed his lapels, and jerked him down to look him right in the eyes. "IF YOU LOOK AT HIM ONE MORE TIME FOR PERMISSION TO LEAVE! I'LL GIVE YOU A WORSE BEATING THEN THE LAST ONE I GAVE YOU! NOW GET YOUR ASS OUT AND TAKE THOSE WIMPS WITH YOU!"

Bruno didn't need to be told again. She turned him loose, and his large trembling body scurried for the door. The other guards had been a little smarter, they were already gone. Kimberly whirled around, and stared at the boss man sitting in his chair. He was cringing in his seat, trying to make himself as small as possible. "YOUR ASS IS MINE LITTLE MAN!" His face was snow white and covered with fear, when he saw her coming for him. There was no where to run. Kimberly grabbed him by his suit jacket, yanked him out of the chair, and slammed him down over his desk. Tears were already forming in his eyes, because he was so frightened. "You knew I would come for you if you pissed me off, but you did it anyway. So I'm going to teach you what happens when you dare to incur my wrath. "Pl.please.. K.K.Kimberly.. give.. me.. a.. ch.chance.. to.. exp.p.plain." "SHUT UP WIMP!" "SLAP!..SLAP!" "I didn't say you could talk. So keep your big mouth shut." "OR ELSE!"

"I sent Damien to talk to you and set me up in a match. "SLAP!..SLAP!" "But you decided my wishes shouldn't be granted." "SLAP!..SLAP!" "You have to be smart enough to know that would piss me off." "SLAP!..SLAP!" "But I guess you're just another moron male in a position of authority, that isn't very bright." "SLAP!..SLAP!" "So I'm taking your authority away from you." "SLAP!..SLAP!" "And your new position, will be kneeling at my feet in fear." "SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!" "So get down there you pathetic loser." She threw his 6 foot, 200 pound body in the floor, and stood over him. Tears were cascading down his bright red cheeks, and his slightly chubby body was trembling from head to toe. The 5 foot 5 inch, 117 pound dominate blond female, scared him to death. Kimberly smiled, and sat down in his chair. She slipped off her black heels, and propped her bare feet up on his desk. She noticed her heels were a little dusty, and she hated the thought of not being the perfect picture of cleanliness.

After all, she was beautiful and rich. Dressed in clothing that was shabby or dirty, was very much frowned upon in the circles she traveled. So her impeccable reputation was at risk, if she were seen in dusty shoes. She snapped her fingers and pointed to her black heels. "Clean my shoes while we have our little discussion." The trembling man picked up one of her heels like it was a fragile rose, and began rubbing it with the sleeve of his jacket. "WITH YOUR TONGUE YOU RETARDED IDIOT!" He shook with fear as he stuck out his tongue and obeyed her. "If you mess up one more time you stupid little shit, I'm going to use my fists to straighten you out. Now use your head from now on, before I beat it in." "UNDERSTAND?" The man nodded his sobbing head yes, and continued licking like a madman. "Good boy. Now, where were we. Ah yes, my match. Damien informs me that you denied my request, because of some dumb rule you have. A dumb rule that says no one gets a shot at being Champion, until they have at least two years of fighting experience. I'm canceling that rule as of today. And you WILL obey me."

The man nodded his head yes again and picked up her other black heel to shine with his tongue. "Good boy. Because your rules piss me off. First, there was a rule that no females fought in your cage. And I changed it. Then there was a rule, that your fighters fought who you told them to fight. And I changed it. And now I'm changing this one. Are there anymore dumb ass rules you have, that I need to change?" The boss man shook his head no, and continued to lap at her black heel like a dog. "Good. Then it's settled." Watching his tongue work feverishly to clean her shoes, was making her very horny. Kimberly stood up and unbuttoned her jeans, and wriggled out of them. Her lime green panties were quickly pulled off, and placed on top of the jeans. "Get your ass over here, and put that wet tongue in me as deep as you can shove it. And I would advise you to do a very good job little man, because I'm already unhappy with you. If you anger me any more, you'll regret it for a long, long time. Now come here, and get to work."

The boss man, turned into submissive slave, crawled to her as fast as he could. He buried his face in her sweet, golden mound, and pushed his tongue up in her to the hilt. Kimberly moaned and grabbed his head, while throwing her gorgeous legs over his shoulders. For the next twenty minutes, the only sound in the room, was his slurping, and her screams of orgasmic pleasure. After her sixth orgasm, she shoved him away with her foot. "Good boy slave, good boy. That talented tongue of yours, just saved you from a very bad beating. You're lucky little man, that you succeeded in satisfying me." "Now get me something to clean myself with, and we'll finish our little chat." Mr. Falcone ran to his private bathroom, and brought her a warm wash cloth and clean towel. She cleaned herself up and put her clothes back on, while he threw the things in a hamper and washed his hands. Kimberly sat back down, and he was smart enough to drop to his knees in front of her. She grabbed his tie, and jerked his face up to hers, until their noses were touching.

"Tony the Tiger and I are the only two fighters you have that are undefeated. Set us up in a match for next Friday night, with the winner getting a shot at the Champion." "IS THAT CLEAR WIMP?" "Yes Miss Kimberly. What ever you want." "Good boy. And the next time I send Damien to you for something I want, you had better say yes if you know what's good for you." "HAVE YOU GOT THAT LITTLE MAN?" "Yes Miss Kimberly. Obey your commands or else. I understand." "Very good slave, very good. I think my little visit today, has made you a much smarter man. For your sake and your health, you better pray that it has. I think our business has been concluded then slave. So I'll be on my way. And I'll see you Friday night." Mr. Falcone picked up one of her black heels, and gently placed it on her foot. Then he slipped the other one on, while Kimberly sat there and smiled at the tender way he handled her shoes. He made sure his hands never touched the shiny expensive leather, he had just cleaned with his tongue. "Good boy slave." She said as she patted his cheek and headed for the door.

Friday night came and the warehouse was buzzing with excitement. The two combatants slated to fight tonight, were the fans favorites. Odds on the two fighters, were changing every few minutes. Tony the Tiger Thompson, was a very popular fighter with the fans. Mainly because he had a Jekyll and Hyde complex. He was one of the nicest men you would ever meet on the outside of the cage. But the moment he stepped foot into it, he was transformed. His large muscular body seemed to expand when he entered the cage, and his demeanor did too. He would begin to scream like a fierce jungle cat, and beat on both sides of his head with his fists. Every opponent he faced, was beaten down and taken apart. He asked for no quarter, and he showed no mercy. He was a muscular fighting machine. 6 foot 6 inches, and 290 pounds of raw strength and courage. And fear, was something the big man had never experienced.

Kimberly was waiting in the wings to be introduced. She had chosen a lacy black bra and panties for this fight, which enhanced her creamy smooth skin, and swirling blond mane of hair. With the 4 inch shiny black heels, she resembled a strong Dominatrix. She could see Tony on the other side of the curtain, waiting to descend the ramp when his name was called. He was wearing his normal tiger striped wrestling trunks, with tennis shoes that matched. He smiled at her and waved. She kind of liked the guy, but was going to destroy him none the less. The crowd quieted down when the announcer picked up the microphone. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. WE HAVE AN OUTSTANDING ELIMINATION FIGHT SLATED FOR YOU TONIGHT, WITH TWO OF YOUR FAVORITE FIGHTERS. THE WINNER OF THIS ELIMINATION BOUT, WILL GET THE CHANCE TO FACE THE CHAMPION, CANNIBAL CARSON. SO LETS GET IT ON. FROM RIGHT HERE IN YOUR HOME TOWN, WE HAVE THE UNDEFEATED FEMALE YOU ALL LOVE. THE BEAUTIFUL AND DANGEROUS KILLERRRRRRRRRR KIMBERLYYYYYYYYY!" Kimberly smiled and strolled down the ramp, waving to the crowd. They were cheering and whistling loudly.

"AND HER CHALLENGER TONIGHT, HAILS FROM DALLAS TEXAS. HE HAS FOUGHT HERE FOR OVER TWO YEARS, AND IS ONE OF YOUR FAVORITES. HE IS ALSO UNDEFEATED. THE VICIOUS JUNGLE CAT WHO REFUSES TO LOSE! TONYYYYYYYYYY THE TIGERRRRRRRRRR!" Tony let out one of his imitation cat screams, and raced down the ramp toward the cage. He stepped through the cage door, and began beating himself on the chest and head. The crowd ate it up. "AS YOU KNOW, THIS IS A NO HOLDS BARRED FIGHT TO THE FINISH, WITH NO TIME LIMIT. SO GOOD LUCK TO THE FIGHTERS. NOW GET COMFORTABLE FIGHT FANS, AND LETS DO IT!" His 6 foot 6 inch, 290 pound frame, looked very large standing across the cage from the 5 foot 5 inch, 117 pound female fighter. But the crowd had learned long ago, to never underestimate the blond warrior. The odds ended up at even money. Damien sat in his regular seat, with a 10,000 dollar wager ticket in his hand. His badly beaten faced had healed some, but he didn't look to be in very good shape. And he kept his right arm close to his side, because it was still very painful to him. Kimberly had come very close to breaking it. Very, very close.

The whistle blew to start the match, and the two fighters advanced toward each other. "I'm sorry Kimberly, but I've waited for this chance for over two years. I can't let you stand in my way. It's nothing personal you understand, but I have to destroy you, to get a shot at the Champion." Tony told her. "I understand Tony. Which is why you're going down and staying there. That Championship belongs to me, and I'm taking you apart to get it." Tony threw three shots at her beautiful face, and Kimberly slipped them all. She fired two left jabs to his mouth. "SMACK!..SMACK!" And a right cross toward his chin. But he evaded the right cross and stepped back to regroup. She had never missed her opponent with a punch before, so it surprised her it didn't land. She knew then, that Tony was very dangerous. She would need to keep her guard up, and wait for her chance to strike. Tony came back at her, like a man on a mission. His eyes were filled with concentration.

He threw calculated punches with the speed of the big cat he took his name from. Kimberly avoided them and managed to land a right hook to his jaw. "SMACK!" Tony stepped to his right and threw a right cross at her eye. Kimberly drew her head back making him miss, and connected with a left cross to his cheek. "SMACK!" And straight right to his nose. "SMACK!" Tony stepped back to regroup again. The two combatants circled each other, looking for an opening. Kimberly waited for Tony to make a mistake. Tony leaped in and let loose with four hard punches, trying to overwhelm the female fighter. But Kimberly remained calm and dodged his murderous attempts. When the last one sailed over her head, she attacked his mid section. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Tony felt the pain and tried to step back again, but Kimberly kept after him. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" A left jab, followed by a right cross and left hook found their mark. She tried another right cross, but Tony ducked under it and moved to her left side.

He fired a left hook of his own, and it grazed her chin as she barely avoided it. His right cross missed it's target when she swayed her well formed body to the left, and Kimberly opened up on him with hard female punches. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His nose was broken, both eyes were hurting, and his chin was marked up. Tony stumbled back from her accurate punches, and Kimberly went after him. He managed to elude her next left, and started moving to his left like a profession boxer. Kimberly was getting pissed. When her fists landed on his face or body, her feminine juices began to boil. But each time she missed, they would slow down to a simmer, and the erotic feeling would ebb away. It was like getting exactly what she wanted for Christmas, only to have it taken away from her. This had never happened before, and she certainly didn't like it. Her sexual desires weren't being fed, and the fabulous orgasms weren't gushing out of her.

Something had to be done and it needed to be done quick. Tony flicked a few left jabs at her that she slapped away. He continued to move to his left, trying to stay away from her power. Kimberly slowly followed him around the cage, waiting for her chance to catch him making a mistake. He finally made it, and Kimberly took full advantage. He snapped a few more left jabs she swatted down, before he stopped moving and threw a powerful right he thought would land. It didn't. Kimberly stepped to her right to avoid the punch, and grabbed his right wrist with her left hand. She quickly slammed her own hard right into his arm, just where his muscle was. She heard Tony groan, and saw his arm drop half way down from the pain. With his arm hurting, he was distracted and off balance. Kimberly made him pay. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Tony dropped to the floor on his back.

When he hit the floor, her juices spilled out of her. It wasn't a big mind blowing orgasm, but it was a good start. Her strength seemed to grow like it had before, and she knew Tony was in a world of trouble now. "Get up little man. You can rest after I put you to sleep. Right now, the fans want their moneys worth, and I need more delicious orgasms to make me happy. And you are going to give them to me, while I beat you down like a dog. So get up." "NOW!" Tony climbed to his feet. She could see he was favoring his right arm, and she saw the pain in his eyes. She smiled and attacked. Tony never expected a full frontal attack, and was caught completely off guard. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" He was staggering back out of control, trying to avoid a hail storm of punches. It was impossible.

"SMACK!" Kimberly landed another solid punch on his right arm muscle and it fell limp to his side. Knowing a good thing when she saw it, she grabbed his left wrist and pounded his left muscle to mush. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" When his left arm dropped down like it was dead, Kimberly had the first good orgasm of the night. It shot out of her like Old Faithful, and quickly soaked her black panties. She took the time to close her Emerald green eyes for a few seconds, to savor the feeling. Her strength and power seemed to grow ten fold. She looked at Tony and smiled. He tried to land a right to her beautiful face, but the punch was a very pitiful attempt. Kimberly blocked it, and put a straight right between his blue eyes. "SMACK!" is head snapped back and his legs slightly buckled. Her sweet nectar started to churn again, so she went after him with a vengeance. Tony was helpless to stop the twisting tornado, that was beating him to a pulp.

"SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His face was quickly becoming an unrecognizable mess. It was badly swollen and bleeding in quite a few places. "SMACK!" He landed on his face at her feet, and the orgasm rushed out of her like it had been spring loaded. Her black panties were to wet to absorb the fast moving juices, so two streams began flowing down her inner thighs. Her feminine body trembled with pleasure from the ecstasy the orgasm gave her. She grabbed Tony by the hair, and hauled his tortured body up to his knees. Staring into his blackened eyes, she explained to the defenseless male fighter how things were going to be. "Sorry wimp, but the phrase you like to use, seems appropriate right now. No quarter asked, no mercy given. So I'm afraid I have to beat you until I'm satisfied you don't pose a threat to me anymore. She smiled as she used the line he had used earlier. Nothing personal you understand, but you're standing in my way of the Championship. Tony started crying like a baby.

Kimberly tilted his upper torso back and crushed his already battered face with sledge hammer blows. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His black and blue face swelled up, like air had been forced into it. Her fourth orgasm of the night, hit her like a tsunami. Wave after wave of sweet female nectar splashed out of her. It hit her inner thighs like the ocean pounding against a rocky shore, and cascaded down her gorgeous legs like a waterfall. She moaned with pleasure, and went after the next one. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Tony was sleeping on his knees while she destroyed the mans good looks. The next orgasm was getting close, so Kimberly decided to change positions. She wanted to be relaxed, when it filled her fantastic looking female body with power and ecstasy. She let Tony slump to the floor, and flipped him over to his back. Her thoroughly soaked black panties were discarded, so she could feel the intimate pleasure of flesh against flesh.

She pinned his large arms to the floor while facing his feet, and sat her perfect feminine bare ass in his face. She adjusted her position, until his broken nose was as deep in her golden honey pot as she could get it. She slipped off her black heels and placed her bare feet under his head, to hold him tight against her. When she was ready, she began rocking her shapely hips up and back. His broken nose was working it's magic. She was ready to explode her female juices all over his battered face in mere seconds. Kimberly was in heaven. She raised her male beating arms, and combed her slender fingers through her beautiful blond hair. She rode his face like it was a thoroughbred stallion, and used his broken nose as a human dildo. Kimberly was close to erupting. She arched her back, rolled her head around on her creamy shoulders, lifted with her feet as hard as she could to jam his nose in deeper, and screamed with erotic pleasure when it hit. The orgasm blasted out of her like an oil gusher. She came, and came, and came, until she was as dry as the Mojave desert inside.

Kimberly leaned forward and placed her hands on his chest. She sat there until her breathing returned to normal, and the orgasm wound itself down. She put her cute toes on the floor, and used his chest to push herself to a standing position. She looked down at Tony's badly beaten face and smiled at the way her juices made it shine under the warehouse lights. His black eyes were open and shedding tears down both sides of his head. She bent over and raised her powerful right fist to put him to sleep, but the sad defeated look in his eyes stopped her. It bothered her to feel compassion for the man, but she couldn't bring herself to knock him out. She stood back up and placed her bare foot on his fore head and raised her victorious arms in the air. The crowd was going crazy, clapping and chanting her name. She took one last look at the man lying in the floor she had beaten senseless. Then she picked up her black heels and strolled out of the cage. The crowd was still chanting her name when she disappeared around the corner.

Kimberly wanted to celebrate her victory when it was over and didn't want to waste time driving all the way home. She had brought her pink flair out skirt, her pink 4 inch heels, and skin tight white strapless top to wear for the celebration. For the first time since starting her cage fighting career, she headed for the shower room that Mr. Falcone had built especially for her. Taking her shampoo, body wash, wash cloth, and large, pink fluffy towel out of the plastic bag, she went to the shower. Kimberly stood under the shower for thirty minutes, and let the hot, clean water wash the fatigue and orgasm juices from her fabulous body. Then she vigorously shampooed her swirling mane of blond hair, until it was thoroughly clean and healthy looking. Wrapping the large, fluffy pink towel around her after patting herself dry, she strolled to where she had hung up her fresh, clean clothes. As she rounded the corner, she was totally surprised to see Tony on his knees near her clothing.

He had taken a quick shower himself and was dressed in street clothes. He looked up at her with his badly beaten, swollen face, and smiled. "What the hell do you think you are doing Tony? Wipe that smile off of your face and get the hell out of here." "I'm sorry Kimberly, but I can't do that yet." He replied. "If you don't march your ass out of here in the next two seconds buster, I'm going to beat you so bad you may never recover." "NOW GET OUT!" Kimberly screamed. "If you think you need to beat me again, then I can't stop you. You proved that to me in the cage tonight. But it will be worth the beating, to get the chance to tell you how I feel." He said. "What the hell are you talking about little man?" She demanded. "I'm talking about the fact that I love you Kimberly. I have since the first night you stepped into that cage. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life. Plus, you're a very strong and dominate woman, which I also love and admire about you. I've fallen under your spell, and numerous beatings won't change the way I feel."

Kimberly was in shock. For the first time in her life, she didn't know what to say. Tony took her silence as a good sign, and plunged ahead. "If you won't allow me to be your lover, then I will willing become your devoted slave. I worship the ground you walk on beautiful lady, and I must be near you in one capacity or another. You are a Goddess among mortals. I would love to stand by your side, or lie at your feet. Which ever you prefer." She still stood there, unable to speak. "If you will permit me. I have a very spacious home, that begs to be filled with your beauty. My Chef is preparing a special late supper at this very moment, and my wine cellar is filled with delicious wines. Let me help you celebrate your victory over me tonight, so you can get to know me better. I will behave like a perfect gentleman, and give you ample time to make a decision. Please Kimberly, I am begging you on my knees. Come home with me, and let me prove my feelings for you are sincere."

Kimberly made up her mind. She did like the guy and if having him for a lover didn't work out, he would be added to her stable of slaves. "Alright Tony, I'll give you one night to convince me of your love and devotion. If I decide to pass on your offer, you will abide by my decision. I will beat you within an inch of your life, if my rules are not followed. Is that clear little man?" He lowered his head and kissed her damp feet. Yes my Goddess, it's clear. May I stand, or would you rather lead me out of here on my knees." Kimberly smiled at his statement. "Yes, you may stand. And turn your back so I can get dressed. If I catch you trying to sneak a peek at my gorgeous body, I will leave here alone, and you will be nothing but a stain on this floor. Understand?" Yes Kimberly, I understand. I will obey you now and always. Just give me the chance to prove it to you."

Kimberly dressed slowly, thinking about what had transpired tonight. He was a handsome man. Or at least he would be, after he healed from the terrible beating she gave him. And the speech he had given, confessing his love and devotion, sounded sincere. The scene flashed through her mind, when he was helpless and at her mercy, and she couldn't bring herself to knock him out. Maybe she had feelings for him, that hadn't fully surfaced yet. Tonight should give her the answer to that question. Some light make up, a dab of perfume, and she was ready. "You may turn around now Tony." He turned around, and a large smile spread over his battered face. "You look absolutely stunning Kimberly. I will be the envy of every man we meet." "Yes you will Tony, yes you will." She replied as she smiled at him. She placed her arm in his, and they walked out of the shower room. Whether she was leading a man destined to be her lover and held in her arms, or a man that would be lying at her feet after being beaten by those arms, she didn't know. But it surprised her a little, to realise her feelings were leaning toward the former.