Taylor Swift vs. Nina Agdal (Mistress of the Body Saddle #2)

Taylor:
(34, 5’11, 92:45 FCBA, Fates Boxing)


Nina:
(31, 5’9, 121, 59:26 FCBA, VIXENs)


BEFORE:
The press conference at the iconic Madison Square Garden in New York City is a fitting venue for this next high-stakes match. The venue is adorned with banners and posters featuring Taylor Swift and Nina Agdal, highlighting their previous encounters and the intensity of their budding rivalry and contest for the Mistress of the Body Saddle.

Swift arrives at the press conference first, dressed in a black leather jacket over a red sports bra and black leggings, her blonde hair tied back in a high ponytail. The superstar singer exudes confidence with a hint of arrogance in her demeanor. Nina, on the other hand, opts for a more relaxed yet fierce look. She wears a white crop top with the VIXENs logo and tight blue jeans, her brown hair cascading in loose waves. Her expression is one of determination, clearly intent on avenging her previous loss.

Reporters and fans fill the room, eagerly awaiting the second confrontation between the two fighters. As they take their seats, the moderator introduces them and the stakes, with Taylor the first to speak, her tone dripping with confidence. "I hope you're ready for another ride, Nina. Last time, you couldn't handle it, and nothing's going to change this time. That saddle has your name on it."

Nina clenches her fists, her eyes narrowing as she leans forward. "Don't get too comfortable, Tay-Tay. You got lucky last time. This time, I'm taking you down, and you'll be the one crawling around the ring on your hands and knees."

Trainers, notable figures from the boxing community, and celebrities like Gigi Hadid and Kendall Jenner are in attendance, adding to the star-studded atmosphere. The media coverage is extensive, with reporters from major sports networks and tabloids vying for the best angles and quotes.

In the corner, the Fates Boxing saddle is a luxurious piece, covered in black leather and studded with diamonds and jewels. It glistens under the spotlights, symbolizing the prestige and dominance of Swift and her stable. Next to it, the VIXENs' saddle is equally impressive, featuring sleek, modern designs with a matte black finish and their emblem prominently displayed.

As the press conference concludes, Taylor and Nina stand for the traditional staredown. They step right up to each other, pressing their chests together, each trying to display dominance, as Taylor smirks, her eyes locked on Nina's. "Get ready to be ridden again, Nina."

Nina's jaw tightens, and she presses harder into her foe’s form. "You're going down." The staredown is intense, with neither woman backing down, setting the stage for an explosive rematch.

Later, Swift enters the ring in a black bikini with gold accents, her blonde hair flowing freely. In the other corner, Agdal enters the arena in a vibrant red bikini with silver detailing, her body toned and ready for the challenge. Her expression is fierce, clearly intent on making up for her previous defeat.

The bell rings, and HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Lightweight action! Each fighter looks determined to claim the title of Mistress of the Body Saddle, and this will be their second bout in the Best-of-Three!

ROUND 1:
Both fighters step forward, eager to establish dominance early on. Swift moves with a cat-like grace, her long legs carrying her swiftly around the ring. She uses quick jabs to test Agdal’s defenses, her gloves making soft thuds against her guard. Nina, known for her aggression, tries to close the distance, but Taylor’s footwork keeps her just out of reach. The American singer lands a clean jab to her chest, causing her to wince and take a step back. Swift follows up with a crisp right cross, her glove sinking into Nina’s cheek and jolting her head back in shock. The crowd murmurs in appreciation of Taylor’s precision and speed, as she employs more feints and head movement, making the Vixen second-guess her every move. As Nina throws a wild hook, Taylor ducks under it and counters with a sharp left uppercut that grazes her chin, lifting it upwards and causing the Danish girl to gasp in pain. Nina tries to respond with a series of hooks, but Taylor’s guard is solid, and she parries the blows with ease. The champ then steps in and surprises with a powerful straight right to the sternum, the impact causing Nina to stagger back towards the ropes. As the round progresses, Taylor’s dominance becomes more apparent. She dances around Nina, landing punches at will while avoiding most of Nina’s attempts to counter. When the bell rings, she steps back, her chest heaving slightly from the exertion but her expression calm and composed. Nina, on the other hand, looks frustrated and slightly winded, her face showing the marks of her precise attacks. The judges award the round to the Fates girl on points, wide, recognizing her control and effective aggression throughout the round.

ROUND 2:
Agdal comes out with a fiery determination, her eyes locked on her foe. Nina's recent losses fuel her anger, and she’s determined to break her losing streak tonight. She charges in, unleashing a barrage of power shots aimed at breaking her stamina and spirit. Taylor tries to maintain her composure, using her long legs to dance around the ring and create distance. However, Nina’s aggression keeps closing the gap, and she swings a heavy hook to Taylor’s side, the impact making her wince as she feels the sting in her ribs. Swift grunts and raises her guard, but Nina focuses her attacks, driving her fists into Swift’s midsection and ribs. Each punch lands with a solid thud, and Taylor’s body jolts with the force. “You’re not getting away this time, Tay-Tay!” the Vixen growls through gritted teeth as she lands another powerful hook to the side of Swift’s stomach. Mid-round, Swift tries to regain control, using her footwork to create distance and keep her opponent at bay. She jabs at Nina’s face, her gloves snapping back Agdal’s head with each hit. Another clean right cross sinks into her cheek, causing her to momentarily step back. But Nina’s temper only flares further, and she charges back in, determined to make her presence felt. Another solid uppercut to the ribs makes Swift lurch and grimace in pain, and Nina follows up with a hook to her side, causing her to stumble back towards the ropes. As the round progresses, Taylor’s return jabs and crosses start to add up, but Nina’s relentless body shots are clearly wearing her down. She lands a sharp jab to the nose, causing a slight trickle of blood, but Nina shakes it off and continues her assault. The final moments see Taylor circling away, managing to create some distance, using her long reach to slam a series of jabs to the face, her gloves snapping against Agdal’s skin and cartilage. Nina, though frustrated, continues to press forward, throwing powerful hooks and crosses that keep Taylor on her toes. FInally, the bell rings, and both fighters step back, their chests heaving and exchanging harsh glares. Nina’s aggression and power shots give her the edge in this round, but Taylor’s jabs and footwork have kept her in the fight. Round goes to Agdal on points, though it’s close, and the champ already looks determined to come back strong in the next round, knowing she has to adjust to the Vixen’s surprising power.

ROUND 3:
Swift steps forward with renewed focus and determination, and Agdal, still riding the adrenaline from the previous round, charges in once again, but this time, the American singer is ready. Immediately, she uses her superior reach and footwork to keep her foe at a safe distance, jabbing and poking at her face to disrupt her rhythm. Her gloves snap forward with precision, each jab landing cleanly on the cheeks and forehead. And Nina, trying to close the gap, eats several jabs, her head snapping back. Taylor’s strategy becomes clear as she begins to target the body with sharp, stinging punches: a right cross thumps hard against Nina’s ribs, making her wince, before a left hook crunches into her body, the glove sinking into her side and making her grunt in pain. “Feel that, Nina?” Taylor taunts, seeing the frustration build in her opponent's eyes. “It’ll make your ride later much easier.” Enraged, Nina tries to rush in again, but Taylor’s jabs continue to keep her at bay. The singer’s long legs allow her to move gracefully around the ring, circling and picking the Vixen off from a distance. Each time the Danish model steps forward, she’s met with a stiff jab or a quick combination that halts her progress, that right hand landing again cleanly on the center of her stomach, making Agdal double over slightly before she straightens up and attempts to press forward once more. This continues, Taylor continuing to pepper her foe with punches, now focusing on her midsection to sap her energy. Swift's confidence is growing, slowly regaining control of the pace of the fight. Another solid right hook to the ribs makes her gasp for air, her arms dropping slightly to protect her aching body, before a quick one-two combination to the face snaps Agdal’s head back and makes her stumble. The bell rings and it’s been a masterclass in defense. Swift steps back, her breathing steady, a smile spreading across her face, while Nina looks winded and frustrated, her body showing signs of the beating she’s taken.

ROUND 4:
Swift immediately presses forward at the bell, her eyes glinting with determination. The pop sensation knows that securing an early knockdown could end this best-of-three contest decisively, avoiding a potential third fight. Her long legs carry her quickly across the arena, and she begins to unleash a barrage of punches aimed at Agdal's head and body. Early punches land with precision, her gloves shooting out, snapping against the face and ribs. The crowd, a mixture of Swift's global fanbase and curious onlookers, roars with each punch, with the singer’s popularity truly transcending the boxing ring, with plenty in the audience eager to see her emerge victorious. They let out another shout of support as she feints to the head and then lands a solid right hook to Nina's side, making the model grunt and take a step back. Despite the onslaught, Nina remains composed. Her experience as a model has given her the poise to handle high-pressure situations, and her recent engagement to Logan Paul, an accomplished boxer, has undoubtedly provided her with her own valuable training and insights. She’s biding her time, using her guard to absorb Taylor's punches while looking for an opening. But for the first two minutes, the American blonde dominates, her punches connecting all over, slipping through her arms and thudding off her body and face. Swift's athleticism and agility are on full display, each punch delivered with precision and power. "Looks like the Mistress is looking to finish this early," the commentator notes, highlighting the urgency in Swift's approach.

But Nina's calm demeanor begins to pay off. As the third minute begins, she spots an opening. Just as Swift throws a right hook aimed at her ribs, Nina deftly sidesteps and counters with a powerful uppercut swung upwards and for the chin -- KAPOW! The impact is immediate—Taylor's head snaps back, her eyes wide, and she stumbles, her long legs struggling to keep her upright! Ouch!! Seizing her chance, Agdal follows up with a barrage of punches that quickly sail in: a left cross lands squarely on the jaw, followed by a right hook catching her across her temple, causing Taylor's knees to buckle! She tries to regain her balance, but Nina's assault continues, pressing in with a powerful uppercut to the midsection that forces the air out of her lungs, and she doubles over in pain! Ouff! "Agdal's turning the tide!" the commentator exclaims, as the crowd gasps in shock. A final, devastating right hook SMACKS into the jawline, and the singer CRUMPLES to the canvas with a groan, her body spinning on her heels before hitting the floor! The crowd watches in stunned silence as Taylor groans, her arms trembling and struggling to push herself up, but it's clear she hadn’t expected the knockdown attempt to come so early! The referee has already slid in, beginning the count. "One... two... three..." Of course, the Swifties in the audience begin to chant her name, willing her to rise, but it's no use -- even her global popularity and previous dominance in the ring can't save her now! "Seven... eight... nine... ten!" The referee waves his arms, signaling the end of the fight! It’s OVER via FLASH KO!

Official Result: Nina Agdal defeats Taylor Swift via KO4! Nina WINS the 2nd fight in the Mistress of the Body Saddle contest!

AFTER:
Agdal stands tall and victorious, her chest heaving with relief and triumph as the referee raises her arm in the center of the ring. The crowd's roar of approval is a mix of admiration for her tenacity and surprise at the upset of their beloved singer. But heck if Nina cares. Her face lights up with both glee and exhaustion, her comeback victory a testament to her earlier vow for vengeance.

At the other side of the ring, Taylor Swift lies on her back, dazed and struggling to regain her senses. She’s KO’ed cold, and her fans are NOT used to seeing her all spent and out of her element. They begin to gesture and gasp, as Nina's team brings the ornate VIX body saddle into the ring, its diamond and jewel embellishments gleaming under the lights.

Nina bides her strips off her gloves, tossing them aside with a confident smirk. Then, she strides over to Taylor, who groans softly, barely able to comprehend what's happening. The Vixen reaches down and manages to flip the fallen girl over onto her stomach with little effort, her hands then moving fast, securing the body saddle to her rival's back.

Taylor's soft protests are met with a sharp slap to the back of her head, the sound echoing through the ring. "Stay still, Tay-Tay," Nina commands, her voice dripping with sweet authority. Face-down to the canvas, the American girl winces, her blonde hair tangled and sweaty, but she has no choice but to comply.

Nina's fingers work quickly, tightening the leather straps around her torso one at a time. She’s clearly practiced this backstage, tugging on each strap and pulling it taut, the leather biting into Taylor's skin as she ensures the saddle is securely fastened for what’s to come. Meanwhile, Taylor's groans grow more pronounced, her body trembling with the effort to resist, but Nina shows no mercy.

With a final tug on the last strap, the saddle is secured. Nina makes it a point to grab a fistful of blonde hair, lifting Taylor’s head slightly and whispering into her ear, "Get used to this, Tay-Tay. You're mine now." Hearing the menacing words, Taylor's eyes flutter open, filled with pain and humiliation, but she is too weak to respond.

The challenger straddles the Mistress’ back, positioning herself comfortably in the saddle. Keeping a firm grip of blonde hair, Nina uses Taylor’s luscious locks as makeshift reins, tugging slightly to ensure she has control. "Let's go, Tay-Tay," Nina commands, her voice laced with authority.

She nudges the beaten girl with her knees to her strapped torso, urging her to move forward. Taylor, still groggy from the knockout, groans in protest but begins to crawl on all fours. The weight of the saddle and Nina's presence on her back makes each movement a struggle, but she knows she has no choice. Not after she treated the challenger to the same in their last fight.
Nina directs her towards the first corner of the ring, the crowd's cheers growing louder with each step. "That's it, keep moving," she taunts, pulling on her hair to steer her. Beneath, Swift’s body trembles with the effort, her muscles straining under the weight and humiliation.

As they reach the first corner, Nina raises one hand in the air, acknowledging the crowd's applause. "One down, three to go," she shouts with a smirk, Taylor's head forced upwards from another tug, her breath coming out in sharp grunts, and her face flushed with growing exertion and embarrassment.

But the journey to the second corner is equally grueling. Nina maintains her grip, using her hips to buck forward, guiding her further. "You're doing great, Tay-Tay. Just a little further," Nina mocks, watching Swift’s arms and legs shake below with fatigue. At the second corner, however, just as Nina tries to pose in celebration, Taylor finds her burst of energy.

With a sharp, defiant move, she reaches up and flails, sending Nina reeling off her back and tumbling to the mat. The crowd roars in surprise as both fighters scramble on all fours, their eyes blazing with fury, before they throw themselves at each other once more! "You think you can humiliate me?" Taylor growls. "You think you can ride the Mistress?!"

On their knees, they lunge for each other’s hair and descend into a fierce tussle. The two women scrap and tumble across the ring, exchanging more blows and insults. Officials rush in to restore order, eventually pulling the two fighters apart. Both Taylor and Nina struggle against the officials' grip, especially with the saddle still secured to Swift’s torso and back.

Their eyes remain locked in a heated stare as they’re pulled to separate corners of the ring. "This isn't over, Tay-Tay!" Nina vows with a shout, promising to not just complete the ride about the ring in their third and final match, but secure the title of Mistress of the Body Saddle!

Taylor nods, as her fight corner hastily tries to loosen the saddle from her battered body. Her expression is equally determined, and her ruby lips even manages a smile. "You bet it isn't, b*tch!" she shouts back, her voice steady despite her exhaustion.