Eighteen year old Danielle Jamison stepped off of the plane with mixed emotions. She and her American team mates were returning from competing in the Olympics. The gymnastic squad preformed much better then anyone expected in the games. There was very stiff competition from the Romanians, the Japanese, and the Russians. But the American team held on to claim the silver medal. Danielle herself won a gold medal in the all around competition and a gold medal for her performance on the uneven bars. With three medals hanging around her neck, she should be a very happy young lady. But she's not.

Training with the gymnastic team for the Olympic games is all she has known since she was six years old. She will be twenty two years old by the time the next Olympics comes around, and she knows the odds of her making the team again are minimal. Hundreds of young girls are out there training at this very moment to fulfil their own dreams of making the Olympic team. And even if she should happen to make it, she realises she won't be the lead competitor any longer. For two straight Olympics, Danielle was the one they turned to if they needed a great performance to keep the team in contention. Her fierce competitive spirit would not let her fail.

But that same competitive spirit would also keep her from accepting a position as just another girl on the team. She knew she couldn't handle not being the main head liner and the go to girl. It wasn't in her nature. So she was suffering through mixed emotions because her future was in doubt. Becoming a model or an actress had crossed her mind. But her 4 foot 10 inch 111 pound fireplug body wouldn't be in great demand for either profession. She has an offer from General Mills to appear on the Wheaties box, and one from Nike to do a shoe commercial. But in six months time the Olympics will be forgotten and those types of offers would dry up. So she had absolutely no idea what was in store for her future.

Danielle was going to make very good money from her Nike commercial, so she decided to invest some of it in getting an Agent. Hopefully he could keep her name in the minds of the media and get her a permanent offer of some kind. Something she would enjoy doing that would pay her enough money to ensure she would have a comfortable life style. With her mind made up, she strolled into the terminal in a little better mood. The next day she made an appointment at the leading Talent Agency in town. Tom Waters was the lead Agent and owner of the business. He was extremely glad to have Danielle as a client. She seated herself in his office and proceeded to tell him what she was looking for.

"Look Mr. Waters. I realise my diminutive stature will drastically hinder my chances of getting a permanent modeling job. And I know the production companies tend to lean towards taller women to play the leading roll in their movies. So I'm not asking you to work miracles. But there must be something out there you can find for me to make a decent living. I've been America's sweetheart for the last two Olympic games. I have four gold medals and one silver medal I've won at those games. My name is well known all over the world. I need to cash in on that fact right now to ensure my future."

"I have a very competitive nature Mr. Waters. So don't confine yourself to looking for something only a female can do. I'm perfectly willing to take on a project that normally would be filled by a man. I may be small Mr. Waters, but I have the heart of a lioness. And I'm much stronger then people might think. Twelve years of gymnastic training has firmed up my body as well as any mans. So don't turn down any offers because you think it might be to strenuous for me. Let me be the judge on what I can or can not do. I'm paying you good money so I expect results. Is that clear Mr. Waters?" "Yes Miss Jamison. I don't see any problems ahead of us. Like you said. You're known all over the world. I should have something for you within the week." "That will be fine Mr. Waters. So I'll thank you and say good day."

Tom Waters was true to his word. The next day he called and informed her she was booked on the David Letterman show for Tuesday of next week. After that, he was able to land some cameo appearances and bit parts for her on popular TV shows. Things were really looking up, and Danielle was feeling better about her financial future. But as time went on, those offers dwindled down to nothing. What she feared in the beginning was becoming a reality. In a little over four months, she was out of work with no offers of any kind coming through. Danielle marched into Tom Waters office and demanded he do something to turn things around.

"I'm sorry Miss Jamison. But as you yourself pointed out, your small stature is not exactly in high demand. The Modeling Agency's and movie Producers are just not interested. I was hoping the cameo rolls and bit parts I got for you would lead to something more permanent. But it didn't pan out that way. I haven't given up. But at the moment, I don't have anything lined up or any possibilities in the works." Danielle sat there and silently listened to his speech. There was no emotion showing on her beautiful face. But deep down inside her temper was rising to the boiling point. When he finished, he was totally unprepared for her reaction so he was caught completely off guard.

Tom Waters was a fairly big man at 5 foot 11 inches and 197 pounds. He never dreamed a little thing like Danielle Jamison would threaten him. But he didn't realise just how serious she was about solidifying her future. When he was through talking, Danielle stood up and slowly walked around his desk. His eyes followed her with a look of confusion on his face. As she rounded the corner of the desk, he turned his chair to face her. Danielle's hands were quickly in his lapels and dragging him to his feet before he knew what was happening. "SLAM!" His back hit the top of his desk hard. She got right in his face and explained things to him in no uncertain terms. He lie there stunned and surprised.

"Listen you little weasel. I'm paying you a great deal of money to ensure I have a solid financial future. So I don't want to hear your feeble excuses. I need money to live on and it's your job to make sure I have that money. Now get your ass out on the streets or on that phone and find me some decent paying employment. I don't care what you have to do, but you better do it fast. I have enough money left to live comfortably for about a year. I don't want to spend that year worrying about my future. So if you know what's good for you, you better come through. Let me assure you, you don't want to find out what will happen if you disappoint me. Because it would be very unpleasant for you. Do we understand each other little man?" She sternly asked. "Yes Miss Jamison. I get the picture." He said through trembling lips.

Danielle smiled as she helped him up from the desk. She brushed his lapels and straightened out his suit coat with her strong hands. "Good. I thought you might see things my way. I will expect to hear from you sometime this week then. Am I correct?" She asked with an evil smile on her beautiful face. Tom Waters was so shocked from being threatened and handled so easily by the small young female, all he could do was shake his bewildered head yes. "Excellent. Then I'll see you when we discuss the employment you have lined up for me. Good day Mr. Waters." She turned and walked out of his office, leaving him standing there in a stupor. He collapsed into his chair when she had gone. "JESUS CHRIST!" He said out loud. "She's as strong as any man I've ever met." He quickly grabbed the phone. It scared him to think what she might do if he didn't find her suitable employment.

For the next three days he was constantly on the phone and out beating the streets to find Danielle employment. He worked well into the night and only collapsed on his bed for short naps. He called in every favor that was owed him by everyone he could think of. By the end of the third day, he only had one solid offer. And he wasn't sure she was going to like it one bit. He still had some offers in the fire he was trying to negotiate, but nothing was set into stone. With a trembling hand, he picked up the phone and dialed her number. Danielle agreed to meet him at four o'clock that day. He dropped into his chair and prayed the other possibilities would come through.

Danielle strolled into his office at four o'clock like she didn't have a care in the world. That was mainly because she knew he was to frightened of what she would do to him if he failed her. She noticed the fearful look in his eyes when she had him sprawled across his desk the other day. So she was absolutely certain he would come through. But she was ready to set him straight if she was wrong in her assumption. Mr. Tom Waters was going to be in a lot of pain if her wishes were not fulfilled. She smoothed out her skirt and sat down in the chair on the far side of his desk. "Well Mr. Waters. Give me the good news." He stuck a finger under his collar and nervously pulled it away from his neck while he cleared his throat. He silently prayed she was in a good mood.

"I have some projects in the works I'm sure you'll be pleased with Miss Jamison. I'm in the process of lining up a tour of speaking engagements for you around the country. You would talk to students about the benefits of keeping their body in shape while they are young, so they can live a long and healthier life. I am also trying to negotiate a deal with one of the top Gymnastic schools to secure you a position as one of their instructors. And I've been in touch with several Universities Athletic Departments. Hoping they would be interested in hiring you as an advisor in their weight training and conditioning program. And as a dietitian to help keep their athletes healthy and fit. All of which would provide you with a very good salary. But I'll need more time to complete these projects and make them a reality."

Danielle smiled as she looked at him. She could see he was as nervous as a cat in a dog kennel. He kept wringing his hands and she could see the perspiration beading on his fore head. But she was happy with the employment opportunities he just mentioned. He was doing his best to deliver and make her happy. But those possibilities were further down the road. She was curious to know if he had something lined up for her now. "You're right Mr. Waters, I am pleased. But as you said, you need more time to complete these negotiations and secure permanent employment for me. I am willing to give you that time. But keep in mind, I will be very unhappy if you disappoint me. So twist what ever arms you have to and get me a position."

He breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed when he saw the smile spread across her lovely face. "Thank you Miss Jamison. I won't let you down." "Oh I know you won't Mr. Waters. In fact, I'm absolutely certain of it." She replied. Her sweet smile turned into an evil grin and he instantly began to sweat again. "Now. Do you have anything for me at the present?" She asked. This was the moment of truth. He thought to himself. So far things had not gone to bad. Hopefully she will like the idea he was about to pitch to her and they would stay that way. He took a deep breath and plunged ahead. This was really right up her alley.

"Yes Miss Jamison I do. You told me to accept any reasonable offer and let you be the judge of whether or not you could handle it. So that's what I did. Fox Network is putting together a special. And they have invited you to participate in it. We have a meeting at one o'clock this Saturday with the Network executives to discuss the details." "What kind of special are we talking about Mr. Waters?" Danielle asked inquisitively. He swallowed hard and laid it out for her. "They came up with the idea to pit athletes of equal abilities against each other in a boxing match. The show will be called Celebrity Boxing. There will be twelve of you fighting on the three hour special program. Six men and six women. Does the idea appeal to you Miss Jamison?" He asked shaking. The sweet smile returned to her lovely face.

This was perfect. Millions of people would watch the program and see what she was capable of. Some of those would be influential people with a lot of pull in certain professions. People who could help her launch a profitable career. This was exactly what she needed to secure a solid financial future. She stood and strolled around his desk again. His face turned ashen white when he saw her coming at him. And he nearly pissed his pants when she placed her hands on both sides of his head. But instead of harming him, she leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. "You're a wonderful Agent Mr. Waters. You've been worth every penny I paid you. I'm very pleased with this offer and I'll see you on Saturday. Ta ta Mr. Waters." His heart was beating so fast he almost passed out when she released him and walked out the door.

That Saturday they had lunch with two executives from the Fox network. The lead executive Mr. Marsh, opened a folder and handed it to her. She recognized the names of prominent athletes who were successful in various sports. "This is what we have in mind for you Miss Jamison." He said. "You will fight another female athlete that we feel is your equal in strength, height, weight, and ability. Unfortunately, the female tennis player we had lined up to fight you pulled out at the last second. So we are in the process of finding a suitable replacement for her." Danielle looked at the roster and noticed one of the male names was circled along with hers.

"I assume you have my name circled because you don't have an opponent to face me yet. Is that why you have Leroy walker's name circled too?" She asked. "Yes. Mr. Walker's opponent has withdrawn also. He suffered an accident while training for his sport and won't be able to participate. We are looking for a man to replace him as well." Danielle's beautiful face beamed with pleasure. This was the perfect way to show everyone what she was made of. Her name would be mentioned all over the world if she were to fight a man and win. "I have a suggestion gentlemen. Since you don't have an opponent for Mr. Walker or myself, then why not let us fight each other?" She told them.

"Oh we couldn't do that Miss Jamison. That is totally out of the question." He replied. "Why?" She asked. "I think the public would be very curious to see what would happen in a fight between a male and a female. And I believe you would grab a larger share of the viewing audience if you were to pit us against each other. It would be very profitable for your network and be one hell of a show. So I don't see the problem. Unless of course. Mr. Walker would be afraid to fight a female." She said confidently. "You don't understand Miss Jamison. This show was created to put athletes of similar ability in the ring for hopefully an entertaining fight. Mr. Walker is completely out of your league. Perhaps you don't know who he is."

"You might know him better as Sky Walker. He's a 7 foot 7 inch basketball player in the Professional Basketball League. No offense Miss Jamison. But you're a 4 foot 10 inch female who would be completely out classed by such a large male opponent. It just wouldn't be good television to have you thoroughly annihilated by such a man in front of millions of viewers." He stated. "Oh I know who he is and what he does for a living Mr. Marsh. I also know he has been hospitalized three times for injuries he suffered because of his clumsiness. I might be smaller then he is, but I would have the advantage in quickness and agility. With all due modesty, I believe I could make a monkey out of him in the ring. We both are without an opponent and your time is running short. The two of us fighting each other would solve your problem."

Mr. Marsh looked at his associate and the man shrugged his shoulders. "Alright Miss Jamison. I will talk to Mr. Walker and see what he has to say. We will get back to you by this evening. Now. Shall we enjoy our lunch?" Danielle was tingling all over. She was sure Mr. Leroy "Sky" Walker would agree to her terms. Because as soon as they left the restaurant, she was going to give him a call and goad him into it. After she beat him to a pulp in front of millions of people, they would see what she was capable of. She was absolutely sure the offers would come rolling in after that. It looked like her financial future was going to be stable after all.

Danielle was correct in her assumption. When she got through with Leroy Walker on the phone, he signed on the dotted line two minutes after the executives showed up at his home. So everything was set. Each contestant was given a personal trainer. They had one month to teach their recruit the primary basics of boxing. The contestants were professional athletes, so body conditioning and stamina were left off of the agenda. The Celebrity Boxing special was publicized world wide. Newspapers, TV commercials, magazine ads, radio, and billboards all across the country were used to inform the viewing public of the event. By the time the program was aired, the fans of the athletes and anyone interested in boxing would be in attendance at the arena or watching at home.

The big night of the special arrived. Danielle decided to wear a bikini to the ring so the audience could see just how well her short but sturdy female body was put together. She chose a rainbow colored bikini which molded perfectly against her flawless skin. The ankle high light weight soft leather white boots they provided for her went well with the rainbow colored bikini. She strolled down the aisle when the announcer called her name and waved to the cheering crowd. Then she slipped through the ropes and patiently waited in the ring for her male opponent to be announced. Leroy "Sky" Walker ambled down the aisle wearing leopard skin briefs and easily stepped over the ropes. But as he was walking to his corner, he tripped over his large 21 inch big feet and nearly fell down. Danielle smiled. This was going to be a walk in the park.

The 7 foot 7 inch Sky Walker was a freak of nature. On the basketball court he was as graceful as a sleek jungle cat. But off the court he was the biggest clumsy ox anyone ever met. He just couldn't seem to control his large 218 pound body in every day living experiences. Twice he fell down the stairs in his home because of his clumsiness. And he was hospitalized one of those times because of the accident. He was also in the hospital two other times from accidents occurring away from home. No one could explain why he was able to move so gracefully on the court, yet be completely helpless at any other time. It was just one of those unexplainable things.

The two combatants met in the middle of the ring to receive their final instructions. The crowd was in hysterics when they saw the 4 foot 10 inch Danielle standing next to the 7 foot 7 inch giant basketball player. Walker looked down at her with a large smile on his face. He isn't taking me serious because I'm so much smaller and a female. Danielle said to herself. You'll be singing a different tune when you find out what I have in store for you big boy. Because I'm going to permanently wipe that smile off of your face. Then we'll see who's laughing. Danielle looked him straight in the eyes and grinned. It's time you found out who's in charge around here wimp. She thought. This will be like taking candy from a baby. Then you'll be crying like one big boy.

"Why don't we give the audience a great show you grinning hyena. Lets dispense with the head gear and mouth pieces and get it on for real. Unless of course, you're to much of a coward to face me without protection." She challenged. Sky Walker was completely overcome with irritation. He was going to take it easy on her because she was so small. He didn't want to be perceived as a bully. But the little bitch had a big mouth on her that needed to be clamped shut. And now she had pissed him off. "That's fine with me you mouthy little bitch. Just remember you asked for this when you're lying on the canvas bleeding and in pain." He replied. "OK big boy. Show me what you've got. Then we'll see who's in pain and bleeding."

Danielle walked back to her corner with an evil grin on her beautiful face. Males are so easy to manipulate. She thought to herself. Question their male pride or their ego and you have them eating out of the palm of your hand. It's going to be fun to put this tall long legged fool in his place. At least it will be for me. I doubt if he'll enjoy any part of it. But I'll bet the audience will get a kick out of watching me take him apart. And the influential people watching will be so impressed, the job offers will come pouring in. Mr. Sky Walker, you're going to play a big part in helping me secure a solid financial future. But sadly for you, it will be a painful part.

The fight between the two gladiators was slated for four three minute rounds with two minute rest periods. Walker stood in his corner waiting for the bell with a hateful scowl on his manly face. And the smile Danielle was flashing him was really getting under his skin. The more he looked at the small female standing in the opposite corner of the twenty foot ring, the more he wanted to hurt her. Lets see if the bitch can smile after I turn her face into hamburger. He said to himself. The cocky little bitch deserves everything I'm going to do to her. They think they're hot shit walking around with their fucking medals hanging around their necks. I'll show the little bitch she isn't so fucking special.

The bell rang and Walker came charging out of his corner. Danielle saw the looping punch coming a mile away. She quickly ducked under it and danced off. Walker went after her with a vengeance. Long male arms were firing wild punches with as much strength as the big man could put behind them. But the nimble female easily avoided them all and smiled at the angry male fighter. "You missed me wimp. This is going to be easier then I thought. I hope your momma is in the audience pansy ass. Because you're going to be crying for her by the time I'm done with you." Her taunting was really pissing him off. All the rules went out the window. When he knocked her down, he wasn't going to show the mouthy little bitch any mercy. He would beat her while she was in the floor.

Danielle dodged a wild right and left. Then as he was winding up to deliver another right, she quickly ducked her head and ran between his legs. The audience was hysterically laughing when Danielle popped up behind him and punched him in the butt. The ferociousness with which Walker went after her at the start of the round made the audience gasp in horror. But as the first round wore on, they could see the little gymnast was much quicker and more agile then the lanky ball player. She was making him look like an inept fool. And she was doing it so easily it was funny to the crowd. Walker wheeled around and snarled when she punched him in the butt. Now the bitch is dead. He said to himself.

Swinging like a maniac, Walker's long arms were pumping as fast as he could throw them. Danielle was able to evade the thunderous punches with ease. It took him so long to draw his lanky arms back to throw the punches, she knew where they were headed long before they got there. After throwing one hard right, Walker slightly lost his balance. Danielle took advantage and opened up on him. Years of practicing on the uneven bars and floor exercises had built up the muscles in her short but strong female arms. Sky Walker was about to find out just how strong the small female was. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" The punches came so fast he never had a prayer of getting out of their way. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!"

His face and lengthy body took a pounding before he was able to get his footing and step out of her range. Danielle smiled when she looked at his bewildered face. "How's that for punching wimp? Did you see how easy it was for me to pick you apart? And it's only going to get easier you long legged sissy. So get used to it. You'll soon be begging me to knock you out so you can escape the pain I'm inflicting on you. But that will only happen after I've had my fun. You'll be crying as well as begging by then. You're face will be swollen as big as your ego. And your tall body will be sagging from the punishment before I decide to end your misery. So lets get started with your beating you pathetic loser. Now fight."

Sky Walker was not only hurting from her surprisingly hard punches, he was thoroughly embarrassed as well. He shut out the laughter of the crowd and attacked the petite female with murder on his mind. But before he could deliver the devastating punch aimed at taking his hated opponents head off, Danielle ducked her head and ran between his legs again. But this time she stopped when she was directly under him and drove the top of her head into his balls. "WHAM!" The protective cup offered very little protection from a blow coming at that angle. The big man grabbed his aching balls and collapsed to his knees. His cheeks were puffed out on his fire engine red face when Danielle stepped in front of him. Sky Walker was helpless and at her mercy.

"Ohhhhhh, I bet that hurt. To bad your male anatomy has weaknesses that my feminine body doesn't have. But that's your problem not mine." While Danielle was taunting the big man on his knees, the referee was standing there in a quandary. He couldn't very well give her a warning for a low blow, because it wasn't your typical low blow. And a warning for head butting wouldn't exactly be the proper call either. Danielle took advantage of his confusion to land several blows to Walker's unprotected face. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" The referee finally came out of his stupor and stepped between them. Danielle smiled sweetly and shoved him out of her way.

"SMACK!..SMACK!..CRACK!" A solid right and left was followed by a vicious uppercut to the male fighters chin. Walker flopped over on his back in a daze. The referee stepped between them again and gave her a warning for hitting a downed fighter. Then he helped Walker up and took him to his corner to recuperate. Danielle took the opportunity to wave at the cheering crowd and flash them a beautiful smile. When Walker was able to continue, the referee took the two fighters to the middle of the ring and instructed them to have a clean fight. Sky Walker was beyond anger. Total destruction of the little bitch was the only thing on his mind. She was going to pay for the foul blow to his balls.

When the referee stepped back and gave the command to fight, Walker went at her like a mad man. His long arms were windmilling punches as fast as he could chuck them. But the agile female was much quicker then the lanky male. She eluded his murderous attempts to take her head off and skipped to the side. Unfortunately for Walker, when he turned his body to encounter her again, he fell over his 21 inch large feet. He stumbled forward into the the hay maker uppercut he never saw coming. "CRRRACK!" The female warrior's fist plowed into his chin with the force of a sledge hammer. The big mans knees turned to water and he collapsed to the canvas like a house of cards. "ONE..TWO..THREE..FOUR..FIVE..SIX..SEVEN!" He made it to his feet just as the bell rang.

As they were sitting in their corner during their two minute rest period, Danielle remembered her trainers instructions. "Kill the body and the head will follow." He kept telling her. She decided to find out if that was true. Mr. Leroy "SKY" Walker was about to receive a bad body beat down. Then she was going to rearrange his ugly mug and make him a little more handsome. Danielle rose from her stool when the bell rang to start the second round. An evil grin spread across her beautiful face as she strolled to the middle of the ring to begin his destruction. Walker was still very pissed at the way things had gone so far. This round he vowed to beat the mouthy little bitch half to death.

He cranked up his right arm to deliver the first of many solid punches he planned on connecting. But Danielle spoiled his plans from the beginning. Before the mighty punch started it's downward projection, she peppered his mid section with four fast and hard punches. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Then she ducked under his flailing right and nailed him in the ribs and kidney with three more. "THUD..THUD..THUD!" The tall male let loose with a sweeping left roundhouse she easily dodged. Now his left side was in range. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" She managed to land four more body damaging punches before skipping away.

Growling like a bear, Walker threw himself at her. The big man was nearly insane with hate for the petite gymnast. Heavy punches with the intention of breaking her bones came flying at the female tigress. But Danielle was up for the challenge. Years of training to control her body on the balance beam and during her floor exercises, made it easy for her to avoid his killer punches. When an opening occurred, she released her own volley of bone crushers to his lanky body. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" As she slithered away, she could see her accumulative punches were taking their tole on his large body. He was grimacing in pain and slightly hunched over.

It won't be long before you drop that hard head of yours down where I can reach it wimp. She said to herself. Then I'm really going to tear you to pieces. And there won't be a damn thing you can do to stop me. She swayed her feminine hips as she approached her male opponent. Danielle smiled when she saw the worry on his slightly swollen face. He was beginning to doubt the outcome of this battle. She had him right where she wanted him. And she planned on keeping him there too. Easily avoiding his next hard right, she drilled him in the stomach with lightening fast punches. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Walker sagged a little more from the pain. Her punches were also slowing his movements. Danielle beamed with pleasure. Her plan was working to perfection.

Trying to catch the sleek moving female was next to impossible. Her short compact body was as quick as a Cheetah. And her punches struck with the speed of a striking Cobra and the power of a charging Rhino. His large body was starting to wilt under the pressure the female fighter was putting on him. He tried his best to keep it straight and tall, but the pain was becoming unbearable. Doubt wasn't the only thing creeping into his mind. Fear was quickly growing there as well. The humiliation of losing this fight with a female who barely stood as tall as his waist would be overwhelming. He had to do something to somehow turn defeat into victory. But what?

Unable to come up with an answer, Walker faced Danielle with a bewildered mind and a painful body. She resumed her devastating attack with precise punches to his stomach and ribs. Each one bringing his sagging body lower. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" The last punch forced the big man to lean over in considerable pain. Danielle smiled as she ripped his face to shreds with her solid female fists. Walker was helpless. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His long legs folded up like a card board box. Walker dropped to his knees and them slumped to the floor at her feet. She stood back while the referee began his count. "ONE..TWO..THREE..FOUR..FIVE..SIX..SEVEN..EIGHT..NINE!" Walker barely made it to his feet.

The ref rubbed his gloves against his shirt and asked Walker if he wanted to continue. When he shook his head yes, the ref stepped out of the way. Danielle looked in his glassy eyes and knew he wasn't capable of putting up any sort of defense. She waded into him like she was on a mission. Walker covered up as best he could while she drove him back to the ropes. "THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" He didn't have time to try any punches of his own. And blocking the wrecking ball punches of the little whirlwind tornado in front of him was utterly impossible. He did his best to hang on. When the bell sounded to end the round, Walker staggered back to his corner with the aid of the ropes.

Danielle was breathing heavily as she sat in her corner. But it wasn't from the exertion she was using. Beating the much taller and larger male fighter to a pulp was the most exciting thing she had ever done in her life. She couldn't wait for the sound of the bell so she could resume his senseless beating. She knew he was done for. She was in complete control and could do what ever she wished. In fact, this was so enjoyable, she decided to toy with him the third round. The fight was slated for four rounds so she decided to let it go that far to prolong her fun. Might as well give the audience their money's worth. She said to herself. Although she knew the real reason was because she didn't want it to end.

Leroy "Sky" Walker was in terrible condition. He really wasn't in shape to continue the bout. His corner wanted to throw in the towel and concede the fight to Danielle. He absolutely refused to let them do that. How could he hold his head up high if he were beaten into submission by a female. Especially a female as small as Danielle. Life wouldn't be worth living if he had to carry that horrible burden around on his broad male shoulders. There had to be a way to turn this fiasco around. His mind went to work to try and come up with a feasible idea that would change the inevitable outcome of this massacre. He felt a little ashamed when the thought crossed his mind to attack her vulnerable female parts. But it didn't shame him enough to change his strategy. Her breasts were an easy target that would cause her a great deal of pain. Why not use that advantage.

When the bell rang, Danielle hurried to the center of the ring like she was on her way to the Christmas tree to open her presents. Walker shuffled out to meet her with only one thought on his mind. Land a few punches to her vulnerable breasts and make her feel the pain. Then annihilate the little bitch while she was hurting and distracted. But wanting to hit her breasts and actually being able to do it was two different things. The small female gymnast was just to quick for the towering basketball player. Danielle would be standing three feet away by the time the blow aimed at her breasts reached it's destination. And by the time he could right himself to attempt another one, she landed numerous shots to his wilting body.

"THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Walker's ribs felt like they were cracked. And his stomach was rumbling from the nauseous feeling building up inside because of the solid punches she was easily able to connect to his exposed mid section. Things had gone from bad to worse for the long legged male fighter. He was beginning to look like the hunch back of Notre Dame as he staggered around the ring. Countless hard punches to his stomach and ribs caused his tall body to sag lower and lower from the pain. When his face was within reach, Danielle began to jab him silly. Her short snapping female fists found their target with astounding regularity. And Walker was totally defenseless against her barrage.

"SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Three lightening fast jabs found their way to his eyes and mouth. Both eyes were beginning to swell and both lips were very grotesque looking. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Now his nose was badly broken and both cheeks were swelling up so much he looked like a blow fish. "Do you see how easy this is for me you big sissy." "SMACK!..SMACK!" "I can pound your ugly face all night and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it." "SMACK!..SMACK!" "You're under my control and that's where you'll stay until I decide to end your misery." "SMACK!..SMACK!" "You might try begging me to stop but I doubt if I'll listen." "SMACK!..SMACK!" "Because I'm having to much fun making a fool out of you." "SMACK!..SMACK!"

Sky Walker's long arms were hanging useless at his sides. His eyes were glassy and unfocused and his long legs were rubbery and uncontrollable. He was staggered by every punch and completely defenseless against the female warrior. But Danielle was enjoying herself to much to end his suffering by knocking him out. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" She could see he was ready to go down for the count. One solid punch to his chin was all it would take to claim victory over the much taller and larger male fighter. But there was another round left in the fight and Danielle wanted to prolong his agony. As he stood helpless in front of her, the crowd was waiting anxiously for the knock out blow. When Danielle turned her back on him and walked away waving to the crowd, they screamed their disappointment.

Sky Walker fell back against the ropes and looped his long arms over the top of them to help keep him up. He shook his aching head to clear the cob webs and lifted his battered face to watch Danielle parade around the ring with her arms raised in the air. Tears formed in his swollen eyes when he looked at the petite female. The large discrepancy in their height was very obvious to the basketball player. Yet she was making mince meat out of him. Like an experienced boxer would handle a small child. How she was doing it was beyond his comprehension. But his aching body and badly swollen face was clear cut evidence it was happening. His tears flowed faster while self pity settled in his bewildered mind. He stumbled to his corner when the bell rang.

Danielle sat in her corner smiling to herself. This last round she was going to totally destroy the lanky male fighter. But she was going to do it slowly. Put him through extremely painful torture during the entire round, before punching his lights out when they gave the signal there was only ten seconds left. Then she would proudly stand over her beaten foe while the referee counted him out. The whole world would see she was a powerful force to reckon with. Financially rewarding opportunities would be laid at her feet for her to pick and choose. She almost laughed out loud when she realised her future would be ensured because she beat a larger male opponent to a pulp for twelve minutes. What a fantastic world we live in. She thought to herself.

Sky Walker slowly dragged himself off of the stool when the bell rang. He wobbled toward the center of the ring on noodle like legs. Thoughts were racing through his boggled mind. His life would be over if he didn't find a way to change his destiny. He wouldn't be able to show his face in society if he lost this fight to a much smaller female. Somehow he had to find a way to change what was happening and be victorious. There was no other option he would accept. With renewed determination he faced the female warrior and raised his long arms for battle. As luck would have it, his clumsiness gave him the opportunity he was seeking. When he stepped forward to engage Danielle, he tripped over his large feet and fell into her. While they were in a clinch, he used the advantage to pound her breasts with four hard punches. "WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!" He grinned when he saw her wince in pain.

Danielle was completely taken off guard when he fell into her. And she was totally unprepared for his surprise attack on her breasts. The pain shot through her body like an electric shock when his large fist connected. Unfortunately for Walker, it also made her insanely angry. She squirmed in his grasp until she was able to get a little punching room. All her plans to slowly beat him down until the last ten seconds went out the window. He was going to pay dearly for striking her feminine parts. With her anger boiling inside like a witches cauldron, she snapped a hard right to his exposed balls. "WHOP!" Walker shrieked in pain and collapsed against her. Danielle shoved him away and tore him to pieces with her fast moving female fists. Walker never stood a chance.

"SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Punch after punch ripped into him with the power and speed of a jack hammer. Then Danielle stepped back and delivered a bone crushing uppercut to his drooping chin. "CRRRACK!" Walker back pedaled out of control until his back met the ropes. He quickly grabbed them to stop his momentum so he wouldn't sling shot back at her. He raised his groggy head and saw her coming after him with a murderous look on her beautiful face. Fear quickly filled his body clear to his soul. Being embarrassed because of receiving a terrible beating from a petite female was no longer his greatest worry. Saving his life moved to the top of the list. His instinct for survival took over.

His badly beaten body was in a great deal of pain. But fear of ones life is a powerful motivator. Shutting out the pain, Walker grabbed the top rope and sprang over them to the floor. As soon as his feet hit the ground, he was running up the ramp toward the exit. But Danielle wasn't finished with him yet. "OH NO YOU DON'T YOU CHICKEN SHIT LITTLE PUSSY!" She scurried over and dropped to the canvas while sliding under the bottom rope to the floor. Years of doing wind sprints in her vault routine had developed strong muscles in her short legs. She shot out after him like she was spring loaded. The painful beating and his natural clumsiness hampered Walker's ability to run fast. Danielle overtook him about half way up the ramp and tackled him to the floor.

Using her teeth to rip up the Velcro straps holding the gloves on, she trapped each glove between her arm and body and pulled her hands out. Then she grabbed a hand full of his hair with her right hand and his throat with her left. She roughly hauled him to his feet and stepped in front of him so his back was aimed towards the ring. "Where do you think you're going pansy ass? I'm not done giving you the beating of your life. "SMACK!" Her straight right landed between his eyes and knocked him back in the floor. "Get your wimpy ass up you chicken shit bastard." She said as she dragged him back to his feet. "SMACK!" Blood sprayed the crowd from his busted lips before he landed in the floor again.

"Stay on your feet you over grown monkey. They're big enough to hold you up." She said while hauling him to his feet. "SMACK!" The hard punch destroyed the cartilage in his broken nose. Walker staggered back and collapsed to the floor once more. "Goddamnit wimp I said stay on your feet. Now do what I tell you before you really piss me off." Danielle jerked him back up and landed a solid right cross to his left eye. "SMACK!" Walker slumped to the floor again. "Are you to stupid to understand plain English you fucking moron? Now stay on your big feet or I'll beat you to death for disobeying me." She picked him up and delivered a smashing straight right to his gaping mouth. "SMACK!" Teeth flew into the crowd when he stumbled back. This time he managed to grab hold of a spectator's seat to keep him from falling. "Good boy. That's much better you pathetic wimp."

Danielle spun him around and whipped his right arm up his back in a hammerlock. Then she grabbed his shoulder with her left hand and marched him down the isle towards the ring. Walker was pleading for mercy through his busted up bleeding mouth. But Danielle's ears were closed to his blubbering. She threw him back in the ring under the bottom rope and climbed in after him. The astonished crowd sat there in silence as they watched the small female handle the much larger male like he was a little boy. Walker was on his knees pleading when she walked up to face him. "Pl.please.. D.D.Danielle. D.don't.. hit.. me.. ag.g.gain. I.. c.can't.. t.take.. anym.m.more. You.. w.win. Just.. l.leave.. me.. al.l.lone. I.. give.. up. pl.please.. D.Danielle. I.. give.. up."

"Shut up you pathetic piece of shit. You should have thought about what I would do to you before you punched me in the breasts. Now you're going to pay for that big time. So quit your whining and begging because it's not going to do you any good. I'll stop when I feel you've been sufficiently punished for daring to strike my feminine parts. And I'm afraid that's going to be a very long time. So try and take your beating like a man. Even though we both know you're nothing but a weak little coward. Don't worry. If you survive the beating I'm about to give to you I'll visit you in the hospital. Then we can have ourselves a little chat while you apologise to me for being such a wimp. Now lets get started with your beating."

Walker completely broke down. Tears were streaming down both cheeks by the bucket full. Loud wailing sounds were coming from his swollen, mangled mouth. When Danielle raised her fists to continue his massacre, he pissed in his leopard skin briefs and nearly passed out from fright. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Danielle showed the beaten male no mercy at all. She worked off her anger by thoroughly pulverizing the poor mans face. It was quickly turned into a black and blue swollen mess. The Referee tried to intervene so Danielle knocked him out with a hay maker punch to the jaw. "SMMMACK!" He dropped to the canvas in a heap and never stirred again.

"SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Her hard female fists rose and fell like an unstoppable machine. Sky Walker was sleeping on his knees and didn't realise the extent of the damage she was doing to his mangled face. When Danielle felt her anger had been sated, she stepped aside and let him flop to the canvas at her feet. She smiled when she looked at his unrecognizable face. It was going to take many months for him to recover from the devastating beating she put on him. With the audience cheering her amazing performance, Danielle slipped through the ropes and walked up the ramp to her dressing room. She was absolutely sure the display she put on tonight had secured her financial future. Smiling, she undressed and took a cold shower.

Leroy "Sky" Walker was loaded on a stretcher and taken to the hospital. Extensive damage had been done to his facial structure. Many plastic surgeries were in store for the poor man before he would closely resemble himself again. More then half of his teeth were missing and his broken jaw had to be wired shut. The wide open cuts over both eyes and on both cheek bones needed over one hundred stitches to close them up. He looked as if he had been in a very bad car wreck. Walker was going to be hospitalised for quite a few weeks. The Doctors were amazed to find out he received the terrible beating from Danielle Jamison. The perky female gymnast who everyone called America's sweetheart. It was almost impossible to believe the beautiful young woman they watched compete in the Olympic games would be capable of doing such a thing. She was just so.........small.

Danielle was true to her word. Two days after putting Walker in the hospital she went to visit him. She smiled when she slipped through the door and saw his head all bandaged up. His legs were dangling over the end of the bed because his lanky body was so long. Walker flinched and nearly fell out of bed when he heard her voice. It frightened him so bad he couldn't stop trembling. She could see the fear in his still swollen eyes when she looked at his mangled face. Her petite body tingled with excitement because of the strangle hold she had on his emotions. When she noticed the milk shake sitting on the bed side table with a straw in it, she laughed right in his face. She realised it was the only way he could get nourishment into his badly beaten body.

"How is my favorite basketball player doing today? I see you have to drink your meals out of a straw. Now that's a real shame." She said with an evil grin. "You're still breathing however. So if I were you I would count my blessings you pathetic piece of shit. I should have killed you for punching me in the breasts. Luckily for you my anger subsided before I went that far. But you're not out of danger just yet. Because I'll finish the job if I'm not satisfied with your answers today. So think carefully before you give them to me. Since your jaw is wired shut, you can nod your head yes or no for my questions. I came to get my apology for the stunt you pulled in that ring. And I'm going to get it before I leave. Or you my long legged sissy will get another beating right here in this room. Do you understand?" She sternly asked.

Shaking like a leaf, Walker nodded his head yes. "Good boy. You've started off on the right foot. Keep cooperating and I'll be out of your life in just a few minutes. Hesitate one second and you'll make me very angry. And you know what I'm capable of when you incur my wrath. So I suggest you comply with my wishes. Now lets get started. Do you apologise for having the nerve to strike my breasts?" Walker quickly shook his head yes. "Very good. You should be ashamed of yourself for pulling such a despicable act. Do you apologise for being such as pussy you had to resort to using such cowardly tactics?" Again he shook his head yes a fast as he could.

"That's a good boy. It makes me very happy you know you're nothing but a coward. Which is good for you. Because as long as I'm happy you'll stay healthy." In the back of his mind he was thinking she over stepped the boundaries first by punching him in the balls. But even if he were able to talk, he never would have pointed that out to her. Making her angry was the last thing he wanted to do. "I thought you might like to know I have been offered high paying employment because of the beating I gave you that night. So in a way I owe you a debt of gratitude. But that doesn't change the fact you're a weakling male who fought dirty. So I would say we're even. I have a job which will provide me with a decent life style and you are still in one piece. A patched up wired together piece, but still intact." She said as she smiled. "That concludes our business wimp. So I'll say good bye. You take care of yourself now."

As she turned to walk out the door, she could hear him sobbing. Danielle knew she intimidated him to the point of absolute fear. Combined with the terrible beating she gave him that night, she knew Leroy "Sky" Walker would never be the same. But that was his problem not hers. Her purpose was to find decent employment so she would be able to take care of herself in the manner in which she was accustomed. She had achieved that objective. If Walker's life was destroyed because of that fact, it was no concern of hers. The big pussy should have given it more thought before accepting her challenge. She turned to take one last look through the glass window at the tall giant lying there crying. At that moment, the paparazzi who had been following her around the past couple of days caught up with her.

Reporters were firing questions at her while the cameramen were snapping pictures right and left. She composed herself and turned to greet them. Now that she had solid employment, it was time to rebuild her image as America's sweetheart. The lead reporter shoved a mic in her face. "It was very thoughtful and caring of you to visit Sky Walker Miss Jamison. How is he feeling?" He asked. "Oh he's doing just fine." She told him with a beautiful smile. "As you can see through the window, he was overcome with emotion because I took time out of my busy schedule to come and visit him. The Doctors say he will recover quickly and be back to his old self in no time. And I'm happy to say he harbors no ill feelings towards me because of the bad beating I gave him. He understands I was only trying to entertain the audience and television viewers. Now if you gentlemen will excuse me, I have to be on my way." Danielle walked off waving and smiling sweetly.

The headlines of every major paper in the city told of Danielle's compassionate visit to Leroy "Sky" Walker's hospital room. She smiled knowing she was on her way back to being the darling gymnast everyone loved. Her reputation was slightly tarnished after America watched the brutal beating she put on Sky Walker during the Fox special. But because of her actions, the media was instrumental in helping her restore her image. Danielle Jamison would soon be America's sweetheart again. Then she could go about her business and be loved where ever she went. Life would be perfect and no one would be the wiser. But that turned out not to be the case.

Robert Burns had worked as a photographer for over twenty years. In his job capacity he covered many stories. Celebrities, special events, natural disasters, and criminal acts. Burns had seen it all. He stood in the dark room developing the rest of the film he shot that day. He took the last photograph out of the tray and went to hang it up to dry. Something caught his attention so he stopped and held it up to get a better look. It was the first photo he took when he and the crew caught up with Danielle Jamison at the hospital. She was standing with her back to them, looking through the glass window at Leroy "Sky" Walker. On closer inspection, he discovered what he feared was true.

Danielle Jamison's reflection in the glass window was crystal clear. Shivers ran down his spine when he looked at her eyes in the photo. Those eyes were filled with cruelty. He knew that look. He had seen it many times before in the eyes of serial killers and mass murderers. Others might say it was caused by the angel in which he took the photo, or maybe bad lighting in the hospital hallway. But Robert Burns knew different. The camera never lies. Lurking behind the sweet smile on that beautiful face was pure evil. He trembled as a horrible thought crossed his mind. God help the world if that evil ever escaped.