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Roller Girl

By Wolfboy

Emma’s latest Smythe title defence

And so, for Emma’s title defence against Anna Corbett, the roller derby girl who had become number one contender only to fall victim to injury, allowing Emma to step in and win the title. I was relegated to watching from the crowd this time as well while the pro wrestler Lisa King acted as my wife’s second.

The contest itself threatened an interesting mix of experience in Emma against a young fighter who had been quick to impress in Anna. Anna, with a background in roller derby and with more than one scuffle on her record in that field had taken well to the world of catfights. Following an early defeat, she had torn through an assortment of opponents, impressing at times, showing toughness and determination at others, but always getting the job done somehow. Anna was short and powerful, 151 curvaceous pounds packed onto her 5-foot 3-inch frame, and she knew how to use that body well in a catfight. As challenger, she had chosen to meet Emma for the title in the relatively tight confines of the Smythe pool; it seemed that she didn’t want to have to go looking for Emma. Not a huge problem for Emma either; she was hardly a difficult woman to find in a catfight, usually preferring to fight it out toe to toe, breast to breast with an opponent. We knew that Emma would need to treat Anna’s challenge with respect and an appropriate level of caution, but I felt confident as I took my ringside seat, that Emma could defend the belt successfully against Anna.

It was the challenger who was first to enter the fight area, stripping off a simple black vest top as she slid into the sunken pool to await Emma’s arrival. Barefoot, she wore denim daisy dukes over a black satin thong with a matching black bra. Her thighs were thick, suggesting a power she could bring to bear on Emma given chance. She had jet black hair, cut fairly short in a pixie cut, a little spiky on top. She was seconded by what seemed to be a member of her roller derby team, and the duo chatted in their corner as they waited for Emma’s appearance. Emma allowed just a momentary pause before she entered the pool area, perhaps allowing any nerves Anna might have felt to heighten a little. A bit of a stir went through the crowd as they noticed Emma was seconded by Lisa in a change to what they were used to seeing. No matter though for most; they were here to see a fight between two tough women, and they knew that Emma could help provide them with that, regardless of who seconded her.

Emma, wearing a black, one shouldered swimsuit trimmed in sliver sequins, slipped barefoot into the tight confines of the drained pool. As always, the pool was padded, lightly on the walls and a bit more generously underfoot. It was still an unforgiving arena though, and one that usually guaranteed a close fought battle. Emma chatted calmly with Lisa who sat on the rim of the pool for now as the ring announcer began ‘Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a contest for the Smythe Championship. It will be fought over the best of 3 submissions without time limit and it is a no holds barred catfight. First, our challenger is the number one contender, Anna Corbett. Anna is 25 years old, 5 feet 3 inches tall, 151lbs and measures 36F-30-38 with a catfighting record of 16 wins and just one defeat. Her opponent is the champion, Emma Baines. Emma is 36 years old, 5 feet 10 inches tall, 170lbs and measures 40E-28-38 with a record of 48 wins and 15 losses.’ The crowd gave their approval to both women as the announcer and the two seconds cleared the fight area, replaced by a referee in the tight pool confines, and following some brief instructions, the first fall was underway.

Using her height advantage, Emma was immediately on top of Anna, a series of slaps cracking off her face and body as the shorter woman struggled to get into rage to launch any attack of her own. Emma would usually have been content to work that way in the ring, attacking from distance, but here in the tighter pool she was quicker to try and press home an advantage. Bullying Anna against the pool wall, the two women clinched, Anna more defensively, as the battle immediately moved to close quarters. Emma worked her knee into Anna’s body before the black-haired woman warmed her cheek with a slap and looked to pull her head down into a front headlock. Emma shrugged that off, testing Anna with another knee to the body. The challenger took that, fighting back with a slap to the face again as Emma grabbed the back of her thong, pulling it hard into a wedgie before the sound of ripping fabric filled the room as the thong gave way, coming away in Emma’s hand. ‘Cunt!’ Anna exclaimed as Emma threw the flimsy garment into the younger woman’s face, and using that distraction, she widened her stance, slamming two punches into Anna’s ribs and the curvy challenger dropped to a knee.

Emma was on her, grabbing the top of her short black hair to force her into the front headlock, Emma’s power immediately evident as she loomed over Anne while she applied the constricting hold. Anna was ready though, fighting back almost immediately with two fast uppercuts to the crotch that dropped Emma to the mat now, moaning in pain as she clutched herself. Anna was fast to try and press home an advantage, a fist drop clubbing into Emma’s stomach before she pinned the auburn-haired champion, kneeling atop of her thigs, both hands covering her breasts as she tried to slowly spread her. Emma took care to keep her hands out of Anna’s grasp now as she resisted the attempts to spread her, even when Anna used Emma’s breasts to perform a small handstand before dropping back onto her thighs. Emma was resisting, but not invincible, her thighs now being moved perceptibly apart as the tough roller girl looked to repeat the handstand. Emma’s experience had her prepared though, quickly spreading her own legs, and as Anna’s knees landed on the mat between them, Emma snapped her legs closed around Anna’s body in a crushing body scissor.

From her back, Emma slapped Anna’s face three times, rapid slaps shocking and stinging the challenger who narrowly avoided getting pulled into a breast smother by Emma. Now Anna tried to battle back, a punch straight down into Emma’s right breast drawing a cry of pain, and forcing Emma to cover up as Anna dug her elbows into her inner thighs, looking to break free. Emma responded with another volley of slaps to the face, but Anna took them before clubbing a double fisted blow into Emma’s stomach to see her break free of the hold. Quickly Anna took the hair, using it to pull Emma to her feet and then into a side headlock as the two fought for position against the wall. Emma was briefly in trouble as Anne tried to close her hand over her nose and mouth in a hand smother; Emma was quick to get a hand inside Anna’s satin bra to counter with a nipple attack, and as Anna looked to free herself from that, Emma squirmed free of the headlock, pushing Anna in the back to knock her off balance as she got free of the hold. The jet haired challenger turned, looking to close back in on Emma who showed her athleticism, delivering a perfect dropkick, both feet catching Anna in the chest to send her to the mat, and put Emma in control of fall one in this title defence.

From her poolside vantage point, up close with the action, Lisa looked on, captivated by the hard action unfolding in front of her as Emma used the hair to force Anna to all fours before an elbow across the back of the head put the roller girl on her face, down on the mat. Now Emma stood, delivering an elbow drop to the lower back. Then, sitting on Anna’s back, facing her feet, Emma folded the challenger’s powerful legs into a figure four before applying a largely ineffective crotch claw, the denim of Anna’s daisy dukes offering her some protection against the hold. Nonetheless, Emma punished the strong young challenger in the hold, working her legs while, foregoing the crotch claw, she got a hand tangled in her jet-black hair, pulling her painfully into a stretched position. Anna let out of a groan of pain now, but I sensed it was going to take much more to put the tough roller girl away. Emma felt it too it seemed, getting to her feet while still holding the figure four, and snapping Anna’s legs back towards her ample butt, she released them before landing in a hard splash across the roller girl’s lower back.

Anna moaned again, a low, almost orgasmic moan, before Emma went to the hair, throwing her face first into the padded wall after forcing her to her feet. Emma followed up quickly, a running splash crushing Anna there, chest first against the wall before some cruel punching across the lower back forced Anna to a knee. Emma was back to the hair, brutally slamming Anna’s face into the padded wall once more. With her challenger dazed, Emma looked to take over now, quickly forcing the challenger to her feet by the hair where a two-punch combination to the breasts followed. Anna’s F cup breasts were an easy target for Emma and the punches forced her back to the wall where Emma planted a foot in Anna’s soft belly and grabbed her head as she fell back, gracefully monkey flipping her to the mat. Anna’s landing was anything but graceful though, and already winded, she gagged for air as Emma grabbed her legs to plant a stomp right in the pit of her stomach. A follow up kick to the crotch saw Anna rolling in pain on the mat, clutching her belly and pussy and evidently in a world of pain. Emma pressed on, looking to drive home her first fall advantage with a body slam after assisting the challenger to her feet; she planted Anna with authority in the centre of the mats and immediately set about her again with a leg drop across the stomach.

‘Nnnnggghhh!’ Anna moaned as Emma’s leg crashed hard across her body, and she was in no state to stop Emma securing a crushing side body scissor. All business now, Emma was pouring on the pressure with her thighs, squeezing the jet haired challenger as she cried out in pain. Emma took the chance to undo the top button of Anna’s daisy dukes, then with the younger woman distracted by that, two hands were quickly inside her satin bra in a double breast claw. Now Anna’s cries intensified but the look on her face suggested that she also enjoyed the pain a little more than she perhaps should have. Emma kept dishing it out though, an elbow to the chin keeping Anna well subdued before she continued dishing out the mauling to Anna’s tits. The roller girl looked to battle back to her credit, first looking to prise Emma’s ankles apart, then when that failed, hammering hard fists into Emma’s thighs. Now Emma faced a dilemma; she was dominating but risked two dead legs if she kept the scissor hold in situ. Choosing discretion at this early point in the match, Emma released the hold but kept Anna well under control with a handful of hair as she puled her into a standing bearhug.

Again, Anna groaned as she felt Emma’s strong arms grinding into her back, but her problems were about to worsen as Emma lifted her to deliver a crotch crushing atomic drop. Anna slumped forward, held on Emma’s knee as her legs turned to jelly from the painful assault; Emma cruelly bounced her on her knee a couple of times before pushing her off with a double handed shove to the chest. Anna crashed to the mat, clutching her pussy but Emma was in little mood for let up, spreading the dark-haired challenger’s legs to deliver a knee drop to the crotch now. Anna rolled away, crying out in pain from the cruel blow as Emma continued to dominate the action, dropping an elbow right across Anna’s breasts. Taking a cross pin position, Emma rode her forearm roughly across Anna’s throat, but she failed to secure both of Anna’s arms, finding the challenger’s fingers wrapped in her hair quite quickly as Anne tried to defend. Emma held the upper hand though, her forearm effective in choking Anna who started to fight a little more frantically for air now. As Anna struggled, wrenching painfully on Emma’s hair, Emma calmly continued to ride the choke hold, wearing the challenger down. Anna tried to bridge, hoping to dislodge Emma who put paid to that with a short right to the crotch, and Anna was dropped flat to the mat.

More intense hairpulling followed from Anna as Emma grimaced in pain, moaning ‘fucking bitch!’ at her challenger. But still she maintained the choke with her forearm continuing to wear Anna out. Anna tried again to free herself, but this time Emma put paid to it with a hard elbow to the chin, and with Anna dazed, Emma knew she had a chance to put her away in fall one. Pulling the challenger to her feet with a handful of hair, Emma slapped her face hard, and with the sound of that still echoing around the room, Emma lifted and body slammed the roller girl hard on the mat. As Anna’s body shook from that impact, Emma was already on her, wrapping her body around the shorter woman like a sexy boa constrictor, scissor hold and tightly sunk in choke hold her weapons of choice. Anna was immediately in trouble, not panicking, but her hands went to Emma’s arms looking to prise them free. No luck; she reached back further hoping to grip Emma’s long auburn hair, but Emma wasn’t about to make that error. Now Anna had nowhere to go as Emma told her to ‘submit bitch!’

Anna was having none of that just yet, digging her heels into the mats as she looked to spring clear of the holds. Emma maintained position, still in control, working the choke in ever tighter, and slowly but very surely, Amma’s resilience started to fade. There was no way out, and as tough as she was, Anna faced a dilemma; submit or go out. There was likely no way back for her if she ended up knocked out in fall one, and she knew it, finally tapping the mat to give Emma the first fall of the match.

Emma headed back to her side of the pool where Lisa was waiting for her, enthusiastically telling her ‘great job Emma, you really put a beating on her. Do it again this fall!’

‘I plan to’ Emma confirmed, smiling as she eyed her slow to rise opponent still prone on the mats.

‘Don’t give her chance to recover’ Lisa instructed, warming to her task as corner woman. ‘I want to see how you put her away, so I can learn for my match!’

‘I’ll do my best to give you a few pointers’ Emma told her ‘but caution is the first thing in this situation Lisa. She looks done, but she could be playing a little, hoping to catch me out. Need to make sure’ Emma finished as the ref called the action back on.

As if to prove Emma’s point, Anna looked for the quick start now, a flurry of activity and attacking intent as she rushed Emma back to the wall. Holding her there, pressing her body into Emma, one hand in her face, Anna whipped a right hand to Emma’s belly. Emma groaned, shifting slightly to partly block a follow up that caught her more of a glancing blow. A knee to the crotch came next, Emma not taking the full force, but feeling it as she tried to pull Anna’s face into her breasts to counter with a standing smother. Despite Emma’s grip of her hair, Anna resisted that, instead hammering two more right hands low into Emma’s stomach. It looked like Emma might slide down the wall only for Anna to arrest that with a double breast claw, using that to pin Emma upright against the wall. Now Emma let out a cry of pain as she felt her opponent’s nails through the fabric of her swimsuit. Weakened from the two right hands to the body, Emma tried and failed in an attempt to push Anna off her, eating a slap to the face that stunned her before Anna went back to the double breast attack. Emma cried out again as Lisa looked on in concern from just above the action on the edge of the pool. I felt that Emma’s moans of pain suggested Anna’s mauling was effective enough, the fabric of her swimsuit was protecting her from the very worst of it.

Emma looked to fight back again, a couple of right hands finding a target in Anna’s ribs as the younger woman grunted in some discomfort before using her thick body to slam Emma back into the wall once more. That took it out of Emma just for a split second, allowing Anna to shift position slightly, and with one hand still mauling Emma’s right breast, she went for a standing crotch claw. Again, she made the mistake, I thought, of applying it through the swimsuit and although Emma let out a yelp of surprise and pain, she was quick to tie Anna up in a side headlock before driving some punches into Anna’s unprotected body. Anna wasn’t about to let this become a battle of attrition with an experienced fighter like Emma, turning her loose after a sly back elbow to the pit of the stomach as she slipped clear to the centre of the pool area. Emma displayed some caution now, keeping at distance a little as she found Anna easy enough to hit with her longer reach.

A series of slaps warmed Anna’s cheeks, the younger fighter’s attempts to counter generally falling short of the mark. She knew she needed to counter, but Emma was waiting on her to step in, and as she did, she folded her up with a straight kick to the pit of the stomach. A knee lift to the face followed, leaving Anna flat on her back in the centre of the pool area, and following a tough start to round two, a couple of minutes in Emma had Anna right where she wanted her. Emma dropped to her knees delivering a double fisted blow to the stomach now that she quickly converted to a stomach claw. Anna cried out as Emma’s fingers probed her, evidently already having found the weakness she was searching for. The dark-haired challenger was tough though, looking to sit up to grab Emma’s auburn hair. She met the point of Emma’s left elbow in her chin though instead, dropping back dazed to the mat as Emma continued to work the claw hold. I knew that Emma had her nails well and truly dug into Anna’s stomach by now, and the cries of pain from the roller girl suggested she was in big trouble. She wasn’t about to give up though, gritting her teeth as her cries intensified, refusing to give Emma her demanded submission.

Emma hadn’t expected the quick concession out of Anna though and she clubbed her hard in the stomach before rolling her on to her belly. Unclasping Anna’s satin bra, Emma stood before dropping in a full body splash across her lower back, Winded, Anna quickly found her bra all but removed, only her body against the mat holding it vaguely in place. Emma stood, repeating the splash before she went to the hair, pulling Anna from the mats as she left her bra right there on the mat. Emma whipped her into the wall, the light padding doing little to reduce the blow and Anna was in a world of trouble as Emma closed in, planting a knee in her pussy and using her hair to bang her head into that wall. Anna was well and truly dazed now as Emma gave her a taste of some breast mauling against the wall, knee still plated in her pussy too, the intense pain of Emma’s breast work returned the challenger to her senses briefly before Emma monkey flipped her to the mat. Anna was sent high though the air, hitting the mat hard and in a world of pain, she lay spread eagled and winded at the centre of the mats. Emma wasn’t about to show the jet haired roller girl any mercy either, stomping her belly before pulling her from the mat by the hair into a big body slam there in the centre of the pool. As Lisa applauded her efforts now, looking a whole lot happier with Emma’s performance than she had in the first moments of fall two, Emma went back to the hair again, lifting and slamming the ailing roller girl with authority. Emma bore the confident look of a woman who knew she had her opponent right where she wanted her now. Still I was surprised by her supreme confidence in standing over Anna as she stripped off her own swimsuit to go nude for the finale. She threw the suit to a surprised Lisa as she dropped down on to Anna.

Her aim was immediately apparent too; it was a humiliating nude face sit that she had chosen to polish off her challenger. Her ass and pussy planted squarely on Anna’s face; she immediately had the challenger in trouble. Anna bridged and found her stomach hammered with a clubbing blow almost instantly. She was winded and in huge trouble now, even more so as Emma latched onto her breasts, twisting in a nasty double breast claw. Muffled screams of pain came from the challenger who gamely refused to submit so far. Emma knew she was winded though, and hammering her soft belly with more punches as she sat heavily on the face of Anna, she also knew it was just a matter of time. Emma went back to the claw holds, one hand breast clawing while the other now tore painfully at Anna’s belly. Anna’s cries of pain were more sobs now as Emma ground her pussy on her face, rubbing in her superiority as she did so.

‘Do you submit bitch?’ Emma asked as the referee, sure a final submission was coming, moved in closer to check on Anna.

‘No!’ Anna’s muffled reply came before as Emma clubbed her belly once again, she cried ‘Cunt! I can’t breathe!’

‘The shut up and submit bitch! Give up!’ Emma told her now, twisting both of her breasts hard as she did so.

‘Aaaaggggh!’ Anna screamed now as Emma took her to a place she hadn’t been to before in her matches. Trapped, smothered and in pain, she had no way out. Still she resisted gamely though until Emma delivered two vicious elbows, one to the stomach and one to the right breast. The she started to drag her nails hard across Anna’s breasts drawing more pained screams and cries from the challenger who finally admitted ‘I submit!’

Emma held the pose on her face for just a second longer, delivering a more playful slap to her opponent’s battered breasts now before she rose off her to the acclaim of the crowd. Emma climbed out of the pool and still naked, she led Lisa on the way back to the changing area.

As I arrived back there, I found Emma now wearing a light robe, deep in conversation with Lisa who seemed to be very excited by what she had seen.

‘I can’t believe how tough the action was.’ Lisa gushed enthusiastically ‘I mean, you can wrestle really well and you gave it to her. The way you worked her body over at the end too. It was amazing to see up close, I can’t wait to try it out now!’ she said.

‘Well, you’ll definitely get your chance’ Emma told her ‘Amelia tells me that your match is confirmed for the day of the lightweight title eliminators in three weeks’ time now. We’ll get you some more training in before then, but you’ve seen what to do now Lisa’ she smiled.

She certainly had I thought to myself. Emma had delivered something of a master class in catfighting, even down to the nude face sitting humiliation at the end. I didn’t expect Lisa to face anything quite like that in her own match up, but it still promised to be an interesting fight. I had other things on my mind too with the lightweight eliminators. Claire would take on Lucy North who had been champion of Britney’s cheerleader fight league, while Kensi Welsh would take on a relative unknown in Japanese fighter, Yuki Yammamoto before Lisa would fight in the main event of the evening.

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