Domination Diaries: Nazz Uses Me as a Human Punching Bag
"Put your boxing gloves on me," Nazz said. "You need to practice taking a punch."
The following is an excerpt from Domination Diaries, Volume I: “Get Stronger, Bitch!”
I was dancing and doing punches and kicks on the yoga mat in the apartment I share with Queen Nazz while Kpop was blaring from my portable speakers. I was going hard, fighting a phantom opponent I was imagining as if he were a serial killer in a thriller novel. I was shirtless, and the increasingly distinct outline of my developing six-pack was showing. My chest was dripping with sweat.
"That's good!" Queen Nazz said. "I like my boy to be strong and cute."
"Errrgh!" I grunted.
"Put your boxing gloves on me," Nazz said. "You need to practice taking a punch."
I took my red 12-ounce gloves and put them over her hands as she held them out while sitting on her chair in the kitchen.
I stood in the center of the yoga mat. I held my arms at my side.
I'd taken my share of punches in my life. As an angsty, socially awkward kid, I had to deal with a little bullying in school. But I didn't let anyone get away with mocking my lisp without taking a punch in the lips. They often responded in kind. Of course, I never let them punch me without fighting back.
(If only Eva, the tall bratty diva, would have bullied me physically, I'd have let her punch me...)
Then I was standing there with my body completely unprotected. I knew a punch was coming, and I knew I had to take it. Shouldn't even flinch. I'd had this fantasy for a long time of being a "human punching bag" for a woman boxer. Well, here I was going to get to try something similar.
Nazz punched me in the bony upper chest. While not an extremely hard punch, it sent me back, and I caught myself by planting my right leg into the mat and holding firm.
She swung a little bit harder and punched me in the chest a couple of more times. The hits in the chest didn't hurt too much what with all the bones up there. Then she took a swing at my stomach.
I felt the wind being knocked out of me. Still, I stood strong and took it.
Pow. Ooohh.
Pow. Ooohh.
Nazz cocked her arm back and swung it around in a circle a bunch of times, like Popeye does in the cartoon, before her next punch. I was on edge as I anticipated the punch.
She struck me directly in the solar plexus. The air escaped my stomach, and I fell to my knees. Nazz pushed down on my back, and I ended up on my hands and knees. Nazz straddled my back, her legs going on either side of my head, and she sat on me.
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