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Posted by simguy on November 15, 2013, 10:12 am

Before: "A thought occurs," Natalie smirks, twinkle in her eye at podium. "If Emmanuelle were on Game of Thrones, she'd no doubt be cast as one of Tyrion's swarthy whores!" Pause for gasps and chuckles, Natalie smiling at her own cutting wit. "Of course the comedy there is in suggesting that Emmanuelle could ever be cast on Game of Thrones: Syfy is surely the best to which she can aspire. She has some quality as a fighter though, let's give her credit for that. Never let it be said that Natalie Dormer hand-picks her opponents: here is a woman who can fight, who has beaten worthy foes, and who expects to beat me in my turn. I won't allow it. More and more, you will see that in the ring, my will prevails."

Vaugier non-plussed, showing good composure in the face of Natalie's slicing accuracy. "One thing you have to admire about Dormer: she's all in. You don't talk the kind of trash she talks without full commitment. You don't create the kind of atmosphere she does without understanding how hard the fighting is as a result. And she doesn't shy away from that. Don't let the accent and pretty expressions fool you: this girl's as hard a woman as I think I've ever been in with. She knows what a pleasure it will be for me to batter her, and she doesn't shrink from that. You don't see that every day."

Emmanuelle in black lace push up/black velvet panties with boy leg; small black gloves; black hair in wild gypsy tangles. Natalie in forest-green bra and panties; golden-brown hair long, straight, soft; small black gloves.

During R1: Classy cut-and-thrust boxing midring - women stepping in stiff jabs; stepping out; feinting; looking for spots to drop right hands/finish up hooks. Mostly face-hunting, but down the stretch, Natalie separates herself via chopping lefts and rights hacks to ribs/waist, backing Vaugier up for points.

R2: Acute boxing, hard-hearted power in spots - both women driving in vicious right hands from the shoulder after probing with the jab. Chins and legs holding up well - Vaugier able to take the fight to Natalie's ribs this round, punishing blonde to ropes and belting away to points at bell. Blaze glare of hatred from Dormer as ref's moving in: Vaugier meeting the gaze without flinching.

R3: Vaugier batters Dormer. Slamming one-twos drive Natalie ropeside - she sets up desperate pocket-defences as Vaugier squares away to work. Scouring pursuit punches Natalie along the aprons - Vaugier hungrily at her blonde, crowding close, digging at the midsection, then coming up top to clobber Natalie's head. Dormer's eyes wide with panic, lips parted - she's leaning into ropes, trying to swat-parry the incoming - forced to cover up and suffer when Vaugier pounds-home to chin, then stumbling along ropes in search of escape. Emmanuelle absolutely pitiless down the stretch - left hand pushing Natalie's face, twisting her right-side-first into ropes so pounding right hands can work her back. Brute savagery from Emmanuelle beats tears into Natalie's eyes by the bell: Dormer rarely treated as shabbily in all her life. 10-8 without the knockdown as Vaugier lays down the law.

R4: Vaugier aggressively at Natalie, trying to exploit the break-through third: Dormer won't punk. Brutal tit-for-tat slugging as women bump left shoulders, hook each other's guts, clout each other's ears in combination. Vicious, chopping stuff in close - Natalie grimly holding canvas, but Vaugier's relentless pressure eventually proves decisive. Down the stretch, Emmanuelle punches Natalie to ropes; pushes her left hand in Natalie's face to bend her back against ropes, then hacks her savagely to body via right hands. Dormer crying out, cringing forward with her elbows tight to throbbing ribs...Vaugier cold-blooded in her pursuit of torso through 4.

R5: Natalie firms, regroups, comes out boxing sharp. Midring in-and-out, women winding in clockwise pivots - Natalie sharpshooting, picking Vaugier apart outside. Emmanuelle spitting jabs to chest, looking to scoot-step inside and outwork Natalie, but Dormer's clever legs denying these terms, generally renegotiating distance in Natalie's favour. Midway through, glassy-smooth trade in slick one-twos sees girls graze one another up top: come back hook for Dormer shocks Vaugier to chin - SITTING HER DOWN! Emmanuelle stunned, blinking as she sits up: Dormer glaring down, seething. Final minute a cautious pursuit for Natalie - she stalks Vaugier along ropes, lunging in to jab her tummy, hoping to coax the guard down so work may be done up top.

R6: Trade in biting hooks goes Vaugier's way: Dormer tottering back on her heels, hits ropes in alarm. Emmanuelle steps-to, eyes hard, mitts at chin. She crouches in and to her left, slinging a wicked right hand wide to Natalie's ribs; dips torso-right to pull the left hand into Natalie's ribs. Jagged right uppercut tests Natalie's sternum; clouting hook humbles Natalie's breasts. Dormer shook up, whining with hurt, but not submitting - she punches back in desperation of the ropes, chopping her shots short so she can cover up quick thereafter. Bell: Vaugier chest heaving, eyes blazing...she leaves Natalie trembling, but unbroken after another hard siege.

R7: Vaugier strong on Natalie now - jabbing her to ropes; bending her back into withering shellack, looking to hurt and break Dormer. Ref issuing warnings to Vaugier as she uses the left hand to push Natalie's face back: Emmanuelle totally unrepentant, continues to maul and bully. Dormer battered, rocked, but refusing to show quit: she's snatching back in spots - chopping single-shot right hands to chin; cuffing hooks to tummy. Vaugier in charge, constantly at her girl, but Dormer doing enough to keep ref from doing anything hasty.

Natalie crying stoic, expressionless tears on her stool as trainers go at her face with enswell, rub her ribs with icebags.

R8: Natalie circling, keeping her back off the ropes: Vaugier stalks her blonde, walking her down with heartless eyes. Dormer being cute, changing directions, hopping away from harm rather than engaging...Natalie taking less damage this round than others, but conceding the shutout. Vaugier forces glaring eye contact: Natalie puffy-eyed, glaring back, trying not to give in.

R9: Natalie boxing more offensively - women back to sharp-shooting each other midring, working behind artful jabs. Stiff facial punching spanks home both ways - women extending on punches, really pounding one another. Down the stretch, it's Vaugier imposing will...Natalie retreats to apron, forms earmuff, grimly giving up her flanks as Emmanuelle closes, gets of strong for the points.

R10: Girls trading toe to toe - ringing rights and lefts in horizontal plane and DOWN GOES VAUGIER! Crashing hook to chin drops Emmanuelle to her back: panting Natalie hurries to neutral corner. Vaugier badly hurt, rickety for her 8...she forms earmuff at ropes, digging in 'cause HERE COMES NATALIE! Dormer hard-hearted, knows she needs the KO: OH, how she beats at Emmanuelle Vaugier. Natalie baring her teeth, dipping her torso side to side to pull her fists into Vaugier's glossy flanks. Emmanuelle sobbing in pain, reaching her hands behind Nat's neck: Dormer digs her fists to Vaugier's tummy, the arms thrashing back and forth on delivery. Emmanuelle unable to tie up as Natalie fights through the clinches - british girl exhausted, willing herself to pour leather - Vaugier's thighs a tremble as she sits into ropes, suffering. BELL: Vaugier's gone the distance; whining Natalie continues to beat bitterly at the flanks until ref pulls her off. Comes back UD10 Vaugier as Emmanuelle survives the Dormer surge late.

After: Girls bitterly sniping after Vaugier's hand is raised - Natalie's strong 10th round muddying the waters between them, giving Dormer the courage to dispute the decision. "She can bytch all she wants," Vaugier broods in postfight, "I took her out back the woodshed and beat her ass for all to see. She's a tough, skilled competitor, but that doesn't mean I have to like her. I wish I'd beaten her helpless. I wish I'd beaten her so thoroughly that she quit on her stool. I can't help it: that's how I want to see Natalie, and I think I'm not alone in that."