Before: After the beach blowout, all the momentum going Rachel’s way! “Adriana’s tough, but she’s just not good enough for this level! She’s not good enough to be lightweight champion, and definitely not good enough to take two out of three from me!”

Adriana seething: “I crushed Charlize Theron when she thought she had me, and you, senhora, are no Charlize!”

Adriana bringing out the top to her famous grey chinchilla Queen of the Ice Hotel, pairing it with a black leather triple-banded thong, grey furred gloves. But Rachel wows with a black suede corset-fronted, open-backed, thong-bottomed array, black soft gloves. Both former Queens of the Ice Hotel and would-be Mistresses of the Body Saddle have their hair loose and wild, cascading over their breasts, shoulders and backs

R1: Adriana aggressively forward, but working behind her jab: she’s very wary of Rachel’s counterpunching ability. Nichols retreating, moving her upperbody, closing up her stance, pointing her left shoulder at Lima. Adriana steadily taking canvas away from Rachel, getting a very hard, meanspirited right hand in low above the left hip. Left hooks taking Nichols in the chest and shaving her cheek, Rachel too preoccupied with slipping these swipes to answer back much herself. Lima coming in hard with her brow, unintentional butting a level of rough-house par for the Ice Hotel, not even Nichols is complaining about it.

R2: Rachel stepping clockwise, setting herself flat-footed, putting some hot sauce on her jab, tapping Adriana hard under the left eye. Lima trying to answer back short right hand counters over the Nichols stick, but hasn’t quite got the timing, blonde able to score, step, look her brunette over in good order. Rachel extending the left to Adriana’s guard, pushing at her, then licking her a flickerin right to the body or between the jugs, nice sharp punching Nichols is known for. Fighters bumping shoulders as they pass to their corners, ref on top of things, not letting the undercard get out of hand.

R3: Adriana walking through Rachel’s jab and bashing right hands upside her head. Nichols reeling; Lima pouring through the breach as blonde girl covers up earmuff. GLORIOUS Brazilian beatdown, Adriana smashing away with teeth bared, exposed buttocks shivering as punches skid to a halt on Rachel’s sweat-shiny flanks, mitts skidding across that pale, lithe back when Nichols tries to clinch. Lima jabbing between the breasts to fix position after the break, then lashing her head and shoulders with hooks and crosses, Rachel desperately blocking, sliding to her right along the ropes, Adriana stepping-with, POURING on the hurt. Near the end, Nichols ducks low under Lima’s fury, walking her around the ring in a series of moist clinches, desperate to tie up the marauding brunette. Thongs giving the viewers quite a show as both fighters are wriggling in the grasp, Adriana tugging to free her arms up from Rachel’s encircling limbs to bash at the blonde’s back until ref’s break, heel of her hand searching for the kidneys.

R4: Both beauties trading hooks early, Rachel feints low, comes upstairs and ADRIANA’S CLOCKED A SWINGING HOOK TO THE CHIN! Lima suddenly derailed, staggering in fence post holes, Nichols leaning in on her front foot to lavish brunette’s waist a withering right/left. Adriana open-mouthed, badly rocked, stooping forward behind her mitts, just trying to ride this out. Rachel’s eyes narrowed to cruel slits as she works, extending that left hand to push at Lima’s guard, then stroking her evil rights chin, tits, or body. Nichols with a cruel, slinging delivery on swiping rights or lefts—keeping her elbow in close as she slices in on Adriana’s ears or body. Poor Lima just keeping hands at temples, trying to stay covered. Ripping good time had by Nichols, Adriana too hurt to respond, stumbles forward into terrible punishment, At the bell, Rachel claps herself a chunk of Lima’s firm buttock to send her well-chastised to her corner for the break

R5: Adriana mustering some offence, but Rachel’s managing distance very well, stepping out and circling as necessary to string out Lima’s aggression. Blonde’s jab starting to lump up Adriana’s left eye, and the slashing powershots are taking their toll all over Lima’s proud chassis. Adriana’s just trying to re-establish her stick in Rachel’s chest, then getting that right hand in above blonde girl’s left hip: Nichols wincing, doesn’t like it one bit. Rachel’s round, but Adriana firming after last round’s beating, refusing to go away quietly.

R6: Stalking shutout, Adriana Lima. Brunette walking blonde down behind a prodding jab, banging the body right hands, mopping up hooks of opportunity. Rachel’s back hits ropes for the first time, stooped forward behind her mitts, barely-covered backside on full display, bumping guards as Adriana leans in to work, aggressively positioning with her forehead behind her lashing hard licks in under the elbows, ripping away at taut belly meat, whipping the springiness out of Nichols’ legs. Rachel laying on the ropes, forced to block, and stay in the pocket—Adriana methodically beating her foes ribs and arms, punishing Nichols’ sleek chassis. Lima smirking, cupping her breasts, forcing hard eye contact after the bell, Rachel slinking away rather than chesting up as invited.

R7: Adriana resolute, hardhearted as she walks Rachel down. Nichols trying to skirt the perimeter, but her legs aren’t back and Lima’s whittling down the ring. Adriana jabbing stiff and well, getting Rachel’s hands up, then detonates a whipsaw left hook against those tenderized ribs, cramping her up in agony. Nichols extending arms to push her off: big mistake: Lima able to twist her hips, rip the hook, putting Rachel’s barely-covered butt up in the ropes. Adriana getting all big-girl slogging at her prey’s waist and ribs, then pushing up to stack, having a go at those jugs, then curling in robust uppercuts to force a swaying Nichols back against the ropes. Rachel’s sluggish, trying to move her head, bending at the waist, but she’s getting battered, Drowsy, helpless Nichols tries to hug her way out of trouble again, ‘but this time Lima clips the left uppercut off the left foot, flinging Rachel’s head back, then steps almost casually to the side as Nichols bounces off the ropes and sprawls face first to canvas. It’s over: Nichols in KO’d slumber, Adriana Lima lifts her mitts, struts away bethonged backside be damned, the one and only Mistress of The Body Saddle!

After: Adriana accepts an ermine stole from her corner crew. Rachel still disoriented after the knockdown as Lima takes a good grip on her hair and tugs her to her feet, gently leads her through the ropes and down the ring steps, before pushing on her shoulder and shoving her down to her knees in position for the Body Saddle. Nichols not resisting, too dazed to realize that she even should be as the saddle is secured around her body. Adriana pushes the blonde down to all fours and mounts up riding her out of the ballroom and through the lobby.

Front doors swing wide open – Adriana’s got a secure hold on Rachel’s hair, using them like a set of reins, guiding her out to the lip of the ramp. Dismounting, Lima unfastens the saddle and removes it from the beaten challenger’s body, then hooks her leg around the blonde’s arm and kicks it out from under her, dropping Nichols face first to the ground. Adriana slapping her foot down on Rachel’s exposed buttock, letting her triumph be recorded, before sending Nichols careening down the ramp to lie beaten down below, Lima up at the top enjoying a long look at her beaten challenger.