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Final Eliminator
By Wolfboy
Claire takes on a rising Japanese start looking to earn a
shot at the Lightweight Title
The next evening of Smythe catfighting promised to be
quite the event as it would kick off with Claire taking on the Japanese teen
sensation Yuki Yammamoto in a final eliminator for the lightweight crown in the
Smythe mat room. Following that, there would be a lightweight title defence for
the current champion Miss V, followed by a debut in the Smythe organisation for
The Goddess, Staci Goulding. After all of that, Emma would defend the Smythe
Championship against the Texas tough girl Toni in a match to be held inside an
MMA cage hastily erected on a secluded part of the mansion’s lawn. It promised
to be an evening with something for everyone, and a busy evening for me as I
accompanied Claire to the mats for her title eliminator.
There was no doubt that the audience was eagerly
anticipating the action starting off with the eliminator for the lightweight
title. In particular, two women in the crowd anticipated it more than most in
attendance; Kensi Welsh who had lost in spectacular style to Yuki in the first
round of the eliminator tournament, finding herself dominated physically and
sexually by the impressive Japanese. Next to Kensi sat her mother Tasha, a
fighter herself and rumoured to have taken Kensi to task on the mats herself
following the defeat in the guise of a training session. Both women surely
wanted to see what the Japanese girl had to offer in this final eliminator.
Claire looked confident as she waited on the mats. It had
been her plan to push for the contest to take place in the mat room rather than
the ring; she had seen how well Yuki had employed the ropes in dominating Kensi.
It seemed a shrewd move to me, one that certainly did Claire no harm in the
contest. Claire stretched lightly, wearing a pale lemon coloured silk kimono
that stopped well above the knee; beneath it, I knew that she wore matching pale
lemon lace bra and satin and lace thong knickers, and she was barefoot with her
usual glossy black hair. A few moments passed before Yuki entered the room
accompanied by her mother Suki who would act as her second. Suki herself was a
woman well versed in catfighting and sex fighting, often combining the two to
good effect in her fights. It was easy to see where Yuki got her fairly unique
style of fighting from as both Japanese women made their way towards the mats.
Yuki strode confidently towards the mats wearing a simple white lace bra along
with a white G-string. Over the G-string though, she also wore the burnt orange
string bikini briefs that she had taken from Kensi as a trophy late on in her
victory over the blonde. Spotting Kensi in the crowd, Yuki took a detour to
stand in front of Kensi before she straddled the startled blonde’s lap, planting
a passionate kiss on her, her tongue teasing Kensi’s lips apart. Tasha, Kensi’s
mother, wasn’t about to stand for it; the Japanese was wearing her daughter’s
own knickers, and now sat on her lap, teasing the blonde with her dominant
sexuality while Kensi did nothing to stop her!
‘Oi, you fucking cow!’ Tasha screamed at the young
Japanese girl ‘What the fuck do you think you’re doing? Get off her!’ she
continued, standing up and grabbing Yuki’s straight black hair.
Mrs Suki Yammamoto was also quick to react, pushing Tasha
in the chest and knocking the older Welsh back into her seat. ‘You want to fight
blonde bitch?’ Suki demanded of her ‘then we will fight you, best of 3
submission tag match bitch!’
‘You’re on slag!’ Tasha replied immediately, a fire in
her eyes as she did so.
‘Good, good’ Suki smiled, continuing ‘in the ring here in
one weeks’ time. And the winners get to keep the losers as their personal slaves
for the weekend after the fight’ Suki stated. It was not a question, it was a
straight challenge, one which Tasha was trapped into accepting having agreed so
readily to the match.
‘Of course!’ Tasha smiled back at the older Japanese
woman. ‘We’re going to fuck you up real good bitch’ she finished as Suki and her
daughter Yuki turned on their heels, heading towards the mats and the title
eliminator with Claire who waited patiently with me in the corner. In fact, it
was fair to day that Claire was pretty amused as she watched the two families
get into it. ‘If they’re worried about blondie and her mum’ she reasoned ‘then
she’s not focussed on me, is she?’
After the stir in the crowd had settled just enough for
the announcer to call events to order on the mats, Claire stripped off her pale
lemon kimono to give the crowd a first look at her matching lace and satin
underwear. ‘Ladies and Gentlemen’ the announcer began ‘this is the final
eliminator for the Smythe lightweight championship. It is a best of 3
submissions, no holds barred contest without time limit. First on my left, from
Japan, is Yuki Yammamoto. She is 18 years old, 5 feet 4 inches tall, 125lbs and
measures 34C-23-35 and she has a record of 12 wins with just 1 defeat.’ Yuki
gave the crowd a brief wave before finally stripping off the orange bikini
briefs that she had taken from Kensi in winning the first eliminator for the
title bout. ‘And on my right’ the announcer continued ‘from England is Claire
Voss. Claire is 26 years old, 5 feet 2 inches tall and 127lbs. She measures
34Dd-24-36 with a record of 12 wins and 4 losses.’
The announcer left the mats, his
place there taken by the referee for the evening, and she quickly checked that
both women were ready to fight before calling for the bell to start the action.
Given the no time limit stipulation, neither Claire or Yuki were in an immediate
rush to get started on each other, circling a little warily at distance. ‘Come
on you skinny little Japanese bitch!’ Claire called across the mats at Yuki who
wasn’t taking the bait, firing back icily ‘fuck you western whore!’ as the early
standoff continued before Claire finally landing the first real blow of the
fight as she darted into range to deliver a snap kick to Yuki’s right thigh.
‘Bitch!’ Yuki exclaimed, but she kept her distance, not looking to rush in and
immediately try to avenge the attack. The Japanese fighter kept her right hand
balled up in a fist, her left loose, as she circled slowly to her left,
cautiously awaiting an opening. She took a second kick to the thigh, this time
firing back though, that cocked right hand catching Claire squarely to the
breasts. Claire stumbled backwards, slightly off balance and relieved to find
Yuki not following up straight away, allowing her to regain her footing
and prepare to meet the Japanese teenager head
on as the two finally clashed in the centre of the mats, bodies pressed firmly
into each other’s as their hands became wrapped up in each other’s hair.
Now it was the Japanese bombshell Yuki who looked to have
taken the early initiative. A bit taller that Claire, she used that height
advantage well, forcing Claire’s head back painfully by the hair. Feeling that
she had that advantage secured, Yuki released one hand from the hair, reaching
down to slide a hand inside Claire’s lemon coloured panties, looking for an
early crotch attack. Claire stopped that dead though, releasing Yuki’s hair
before landing a fierce slap to her face; Yuki was a little stunned and the
follow up was worse for her as Claire buried her fist deep into her stomach to
drop her to her knees. Claire took a front headlock on the kneeling Japanese
girl, bearing down on her as she looked to choke her out early. Again, Yuki went
for the crotch, sliding a hand inside Claire’s knickers; again, Claire thwarted
her, this time with a knee driven straight between Yuki’s pert little tits,
knocking her back to the mat. Claire grabbed the teen fighters’ legs, spreading
them wide to deliver a knee drop to the pussy and as Yuki grabbed herself,
howling in pain, it was evidently Claire who would take the initiative now in
round one of the action.
Claire knew the Japanese woman to be a dangerous fighter
from her successful domination and defeat of Kensi, so determined to keep up the
pressure, she delivered a snap leg drop across the chest. Claire’s thick thighs
crushed Yuki’s breasts against her body, and she was still reeling from that
blow as Claire pulled her from the mat by her hair to deliver a headbutt between
her breasts that saw her reel back into the wall that bordered the mats on one
side. Claire followed in, launching a barrage of body punches that Yuki fought
hard to block with her arms; she still took enough of them though before Claire
rocked her again with a stinging slap to the face. Yuki reeled from that blow
straight into a tight side headlock from Claire who immediately thrust her hip
into Yuki’s side, sending her up and over her body to crash to the mat hard.
Still with the Japanese sensation trapped in that side headlock, Claire now
shifted her position well, getting her own breasts into Yuki’s face properly for
the first time in the fight. It was something Claire had told me she would be
looking for, knowing the nature of Yuki’s only defeat so far at the hands, and
more significantly, breasts of Heike Braun. Judging by the early high-pitched
squeals of discomfort from the Japanese girl, it was working well too, and
Claire rode out the early part of the match looking to weaken Yuki with the well
applied smother, holding her firmly in place with the tight headlock.
Yuki looked for a way to respond as she in turn wrapped
her arms tightly around the waist of Claire, looking to roll the former
champion. Claire held a wide base though, her legs spread a little on the mat to
make her difficult to move and another crank on the headlock reasserted her
dominance. Yuki switched her tactic now, her tongue flicking across Claire’s
right nipple inside her bra, instantly stiffening it as the teen fighter looked
to arouse Claire before she struck, clamping her teeth down hard on the stiff
nipple through the flimsy fabric, drawing a shriek of pain from Claire who
released the headlock. She looked to scramble clear but Yuki wasn’t letting go
of the bite, and as Claire howled in pain, it looked like the Japanese had found
her way into the match. Claire was forced to grit her teeth against the pain,
pulling Yuki in close instead with arms wrapped tightly around her head; if she
couldn’t get away, she reasoned that she would try and smother Yuki again and
the two lay, bodies intertwined on the mat in a battle of wills. Claire’s bra
still saved her from the absolute worst of the Japanese fighter’s molar mauling,
and it was Yuki who blinked first in the battle of wills, releasing the bite as
she looked to suck in a gasp of air. Claire rolled her instantly, forcing Yuki
to her back and into a pinning position, the two women lying body to body and
Claire’s breasts pressed increasingly firmly into Yuki’s face.
‘You like this don’t you, you little bitch?’ Claire told
the teenager as she felt her body writhe uncomfortably beneath her. Yuki tried
to fight back again now, a right hand catching Claire weakly in the side. Claire
brushed that off and her legs started to fight for control of Yuki’s as she
looked to spread her in a grapevine. Yuki defended wisely, her legs lifted in
the air to prevent Claire from capturing them, but Claire was patient, in
control, and in no rush to try and move away from the smother.
‘Mmmmfffff!’ came an exasperated and well muffled scream
from Yuki as she continued to suffer in the smother early in the fight. Her feet
kicked at the mat as she dropped her legs quickly, looking to bridge and
dislodge Claire. On top of the Japanese girl though, Claire was completely at
ease, holding her balance well as Yuki continued to struggle, well controlled in
the full body pin and breast smother. Once more now, Claire attempted the
grapevine; her legs almost trapping Yuki’s this time, the teenager forced into
some pretty desperate last-ditch defending to free her legs from Claire’s.
Again, Yuki lifted her legs high in to the air to prevent Claire from securing
them and Claire turned in response to pull hard on the front of Yuki’s white
G-string now, Yuki letting out a yelp as the fabric was forced into a wedgie,
cutting painfully into her neatly trimmed pussy. Claire was increasingly
confident but the slight shift in position enabled her opponent just to shift
her head enough to suck in a much-needed gasp of oxygen. Yuki was just about
hanging in there in the fall as she reached for Claire’s long black hair,
getting a good handful and pulling hard to test Claire’s resolve. Now Claire
moaned, feeling the pain in her scalp as Yuki began to viciously pull on her
hair, each pull increasing in intensity as they seemed to loosen the smother
Claire had her trapped in. It was decision time for Claire; it seemed that her
attempt to smother Yukie most likely wouldn’t succeed this time. She elected to
switch her tactics, effectively too, reaching back to crotch punch Yuki before
she raised her body partly off the Japanese girl before dropping back down on to
her hard to wind her.
Yuki let out a groan as Claire crushed her to the mat
now, the situation worsening quickly for her as well as Claire delivered a sharp
right cross to the chin that dazed the Japanese fighter. Claire rode her forearm
roughly across Yuki’s throat now, seemingly intent on choking her out rather
than smothering her out, but Yuki had other ideas, flashing her fingers across
Claire’s eyes in a nasty eye rake that gained her freedom, Claire rolling to the
mat, rubbing furiously at her eyes. Yuki had been trapped in Claire’s smother
for a little while, the hold having taking its toll on the Japanese fighter to
some degree, but she responded, pulling Claire from the mats by the hair, before
using that grip of the hair to pull Claire onto a knee lift to the body. Claire
groaned, feeling the knee strike before Yuki caught her with a quick uppercut to
the chin to set her on unsteady legs. The Japanese fighter spotted an
opportunity and, in a move, which surprised as much as hurt Claire, she scooped
her up before slamming her down across the laps of two surprised fans at the
edge of the mat. Those fans found themselves treated to an up-close view of the
action as Yuki delivered a double fisted blow to the stomach before sinking her
nails into Claire’s breasts as she continued to lie across the laps of the lucky
ringside fans. Claire cried out in pain as Yuki continued to work on her breasts
there, and the confident look came back on to the face of the Japanese teenager
who fancied, it seemed, that she had Claire right where she wanted her.
Claire had other ideas, though she had to grit her teeth,
showing her resolve before she found an opening, lashing out a foot to catch
Yuki off guard as it slammed into her body. The Japanese fighter was sent
sprawling back onto the mats now, and Claire was able to extricate herself from
her position in the crowd, adjusting her pale lemon coloured bra as she came on
to the mats with perfect timing to catch Yuki in a front headlock as she rose
from the mats. Instantly Yuki sunk her nails into Claire’s arse, drawing a
screech of protest from Claire who cried out ‘get your fucking nails out of me
bitch!’ at the determined Japanese fighter. However, she didn’t wait for Yuki to
comply, instead raking her own nails fiercely up Yuki’s back to draw screams of
pain from the Japanese fighter. She went to the G-string now, pulling hard,
suddenly forcing the tiny white panties into a hard wedgie that increased the
pain for Yuki for a moment before it started to give way. Claire released Yuki’s
G-string, letting it hang uselessly at her waist as she drove a knee up between
the Japanese fighters’ breasts now, and releasing the headlock, she let Yuki
drop to the mat.
It was clear that Yuki was winded, and Claire immediately
added to the problems the teenage fighter was feeling as she forced her back to
her feet, before sliding a hand between her thighs and lifted her. It looked
like being a back breaker, but instead Claire dropped Yuki stomach first across
her knee, and the Japanese fighter was left gasping for air as Claire pushed her
disdainfully off her knee and to the mat. Yuki moaned in pain, winded down on
the mats as Claire dropped across her in a full body splash that hardly helped
the young Japanese girls’ predicament. Continuing to lie across Yuki following
the splash, Claire wrapped her left hand in Yuki’s hair, and pulling back hard,
she forced Yuki to cry out in pain; Claire had more in store for her too,
immediately reaching back to apply a pussy claw as well, and as the Japanese
girl cried out in pain, Claire locked eyes with Yuki’s mother Suki at the edge
of the mats. It was a look that said ‘your daughter is mine’ from Claire who
looked supremely confident at the moment in dominating the action. She asked
Yuki ‘do you submit bitch?’ as she regripped her hair, dragging her nails across
Yuki’s scalp as she did so to a defiant screech of pain as the Japanese fighter
refused to give. Claire drove her elbow into Yuki’s side now, the Japanese
letting fly a string of expletives in her direction as she calmly repeated the
move and then she went back again to the crotch claw, instantly drawing a high
pitched shriek from Yuki who continued to be defiant, telling Claire ‘fuck you!’
when she asked her to submit again.
‘Fuck you’ Claire repeated, ‘fuck you? Now there’s a good
idea’ she smiled as her fingers started to work in an altogether more sensual
way on the Japanese girl’s pussy. Yuki writhed beneath Claire on the mat now;
Claire had her well pinned though and there was no escape from Claire’s expert
attentions that soon had Yuki moaning along in time with Claire’s probing and
caressing. ‘Mmmmmm, you like this don’t you, you dirty little cow?’ Claire
purred into Yuki’s ear, sensing the Japanese girl to be well into the throes of
ecstasy now. Indeed, Yuki moaned along with Claire’s increasingly urgent finger
fucking of her now as she cried out ‘Mmmmmm……ooooohhhhh……. oh……. OH……...please
don’t stop……. please don’t…...’ Then her head went back further, back arching
slightly more as she reached her climax; Claire didn’t give her a second to
regain her composure though, reverting immediately to the crotch claw on her now
hugely aroused opponent. It was immediately effective, Yuki screaming out in
pain and then submission as Claire’s fingers and nails quickly turned pleasure
to excruciating pain and a 1-0 lead in the best of 3 submissions contest. As a
final act of the first fall now, Claire pulled the remains of Yuki’s white
G-string from her body as she climbed off her to return to the corner, throwing
the tattered garment to one of the members of the crowd that she had briefly
been laying across during the first fall.
‘That went right to plan’ she beamed as she returned to
the corner, adjusting her own knickers slightly to ensure they rode comfortably
on her hips. ‘Silly little bitch is still more concerned about blondie over
there’ she said, jerking her head in the direction of Kensi ‘she’s not focussed
on me at all.’
‘Let’s keep it that way’ I told Claire ‘keep on her and
don’t give her chance to get back into it’ I said as we watched Yuki climb from
the mat to her corner, leaving a tell-tale wet patch from Claire’s finger
fucking there on the mats. She was instantly on the receiving end of a stern
lecture from Suki, but again her eyes locked with Kensi’s in the crowd, and it
was obvious that there was still a degree of distraction there for her. ‘Maybe
you can even play on that a bit?’ I asked Claire. ‘I mean, she’d borderline
obsessed with Kensi, so maybe position her where she can’t help but see her if
you get chance and see how that plays out?’ I suggested.
‘Not a bad idea Steve’ Claire smirked as the referee
called for both women to return to the mats, ‘I like how you think….’
In her match with Kensi, the Japanese teenager had lost
the first fall before returning to thoroughly dominate the blonde over the
remainder of the fight. Given that, I guess there was a real danger of her doing
the same here, but as the two women clashed once more, I didn’t sense that to be
as likely. Immediately they were both into each other’s hair at the start of the
second fall, both snarling at the other as they looked to impose themselves on
each other. Briefly, Yuki’s extra height seemed to have given her an advantage,
allowing her to bear down on Claire and try to force her head back before
delivering a kick to Claire’s thigh. Claire timed her response well though as
she planted her feet and drove Yuki’s head back with all of her power, just as
the Japanese fighter was still off balance from the kick and it looked like she
was about to drive Yuki back to the wall. Yuki was shrewd enough though to go
with the flow of the push from Claire before, as she neared the wall, she
cleverly switched position and it was Claire who’s back slammed hard into the
wall. All action now, Yuki hammered four hard right hands into Claire’s stomach,
still maintaining a left-hand grip of Claire’s hair. As Claire’s hands left
Yuki’s hair, dropping lower to try and protect her body, Yuki wisely switched
her attack now, an uppercut to the breasts before a fast right hand to the jaw
and Claire slid down the wall looking a little glassy eyed.
Now Yuki pressed her foot against Claire’s throat there
against the wall, choking her, looking to press home as advantage bit also,
inadvertently, leaving herself wide open to attack. Claire took the chance too
with a straight fingered thrust to Yuki’s crotch, the neatly trimmed bush there
doing nothing to protect her from the ferocity of Claire’s perfectly delivered
attack, and she dropped to the mat, clutching herself in pain, a low moan
emanating from her lips. Claire was back on her, a little cautiously going to
the hair from behind to pull the Japanese girl back to her feet before a vicious
slash of the nails across Yuki’s back saw her squeal in pain as she staggered
forward in to the wall. A brutal kidney punch from Claire now dropped Yuki again
as she started to turn up the pressure on the teenage catfighter once more.
Claire fairly tore the white bikini top from Yuki’s body now as she was down on
the mats; Claire had the young Japanese fighter right where she wanted her,
naked and at her feet as she buried a kick into her ribs. Yuki rolled across the
mat clutching her ribs, crying out in pain, as Claire admired her handiwork for
a brief moment, again locking eyes with Suki in the corner, before she went back
after her daughter. Reaching down now, Claire grabbed at the trimmed bush of
Yuki, yanking hard and drawing a high-pitched shriek of pain from the teenager.
Claire nonchalantly brushed some pubic hair from her fingers before going to
Yuki’s jet-black hair, looking to pull her upright now. Yuki was still in the
fight though, her nails ripping across Claire’s belly, forcing her to reel back
in pain, and Yuki kicked out a leg, tripping Claire to the mat before she dove
for her, looking to trap her in a pin down on the mats.
That turned into more of a catball as Claire rolled
slightly, and the two women were tangled up sexily down on the mat, legs wrapped
around each other, hands in the other woman’s hair, faces close together, their
noses almost touching as they each looked for the advantage. Yuki broke one hand
off from the hair pull, instantly going to the right breast of Claire with a
stinging downward slap and maul through the flimsy lemon fabric of her bra.
Claire moaned in pain, Yuki an expert in tit torture it seemed as she had in
some considerable pain almost immediately. Now Claire fought back, teeth gritted
against the pain as she cuffed Yuki’s head with a hard slaps before going back
to the double handed hair pull, forcing Yuki’s head to a painful angle. Yuki was
tenacious, hanging on to the breast maul, Claire’s pained cries intensifying as
Yuki got her nails into the nipple now, her hand snaking inside her bra. Again,
Claire fought back with more slaps, a knee to Yuki’s belly and then, decisively,
a rake of the Japanese teens eyes that got her free. Yuki’s hands went to her
eyes, rubbing furiously as she protested loudly about the move; Claire struck
again this time with a knee to her pussy and once more, she had the Japanese
girl subdued on the mats. Claire grabbed Yuki’s straight black hair now, using
it to slam her face into the mat, and the Japanese girl looked a little dazed as
Claire got to her feet, standing over her to drop an elbow across her back.
Again, Yuki cried out in pain; Claire was working her
over pretty well and seemed to have the young Japanese fighter off her game,
particularly outside the confines of the wrestling ring. Claire grabbed a
handful of straight black har now, forcing her to her feet before burying a
front kick in to the pit of Yuki’s stomach, sending her back to the mat. Once
more, Claire scoured the room with her eyes, locking on Suki Yammamoto as she
pulled her daughter’s hair to force her upright. A mistake though on this
occasion, Suki’s eyes reflecting her glee as Claire’s confident expression
turned to one of pain as Yuki caught her with a surprise uppercut to the crotch,
sending Claire to the mat now in pain. Yuki too was the worse for wear following
Claire’s relative dominance of the fight so far, but the naked Japanese fighter
went on to the attack regardless, knowing that she had to get into the fight
now. Using a handful of Claire’s glossy black hair, she slammed her face first
into the mat to daze her; then showing her nasty streak she raked her nails down
Claire’s neck to draw a screech of pain. Yuki wasn’t finished there either,
using the hair to lead Claire towards the wall that bordered the mat, throwing
her hard against the unforgiving surface. She leaned her body into Claire now,
riding a forearm roughly across her throat while her free hand reached south,
probing for a crotch claw. Claire defended furiously and just about successfully
against that, but as Yuki slammed her fist hard into the pit of Claire’s
stomach, right about the waist band of her pale lemon thong, it looked like the
momentum had changed in the fight.
Claire groaned, dropping her arms to defend her belly;
Yuki pushed up her pale lemon coloured bra top, exposing her DD breasts to a
fearsome knife edged chop. The sound of hand on breast merged into Claire’s yelp
of pain as the noise filled the mat room, Yuki smiling confidently now. She went
back to the arm across the throat again now, clawing at Claire’s belly as she
pressed the older woman in to the wall. Again, Claire’s arms dropped, looking to
pull Yuki’s fingers from her belly; again, Yuki delivered a stinging chop to the
breasts before, taking a handful of hair, she threw Claire by it to the centre
of the mats. Claire landed hard enough, but was soon forced to a seated position
with some more use of the hair where Yuki bore down on her with what looked like
a trapezius nerve hold. Of course, it was Yuki’s sharp nails causing the
majority of the pain, and Claire’s moans of distress were clear proof of the
effectiveness of the hold. Yuki, growing in confidence, maintained the nerve
hold while now, she found a way to get her legs around Claire in a seated body
scissor to add to the mix. Claire groaned again, feeling the surprising power in
the teenager’s strong legs as they cut into her body in the tightly applied
scissor. Claire almost immediately found her way free though, quickly twisting
on Yuki’s toes and the teenager, fearing some damage there, turned the hold
loose. She did immediately take a double handful of hair though, getting control
of Claire as she forced her to her feet before skilfully flicking her hip into
her side to send Claire to the mat. Yuki was back in the match, a point which
she emphasised with a raking kick across Claire’s breasts as she reached a
seated position; Claire crashed back to the mat clutching her breasts while Yuki
locked eyes with Kensi. The Japanese fighter’s dominant gaze made Kensi almost
wither beneath it, but it also brought Claire some valuable time to recover and
as Yuki came back to grab her hair, she surprised the teen start with a hard
punch to the belly. Yuki stopped in her tracks allowing Claire to punish her
again with a lunging head butt to the belly. Yuki dropped to a knee as Claire
made it to hers before delivering a crushing forearm smash right across the
Japanese girls’ pert breasts to send her to the mat on her back. Now Claire
lunged for her, diving on top of Yuki as her hands closed briefly around her
throat in a straight up choke, causing Yuki’s eyes to go wide with fear as she
felt the constricting pressure around her neck from Claire’s hands.
That wasn’t Claire’s longer-term plan though as she used
the distraction of the choke to trap Yuki in a well applied grapevine. Suddenly
Yuki realised she had been carefully lulled into the trap, squirming and bucking
beneath Claire who rode the attempts to dislodge her expertly, showing her
balance and poise. She was content to let Yuki tire herself at this point,
keeping her balance, driving as much of her weight down on to Japanese fighter’s
body as she could. She teased her too, DD breasts playing close to her face as
she threatened a breast smother. Yuki hated that hold for sure, and she bared
her teeth, looking to nip at Claire’s breasts, but the jet haired former
champion was wise, keeping them just out of range as she felt Yuki’s attempts to
dislodge her fading now. It was the key that Claire was looking for and with
Yuki tiring, she slapped her hard across the face before breaking the grapevine
and dragging Yuki to all fours by her long black hair. There she buried a hard
soccer kick into the Japanese fighter’s belly, preventing her from dropping to
the mat by her hair hold and forcing Yuki to scramble to keep her feet beneath
her as she was dragged out into the aisle between the crowd. Claire had this one
planned to perfection I thought as, right next to the seats occupied by Kensi
and Tasha Welsh, she lifted the naked Japanese into an across the knee
backbreaker.
Kensi squealed in joy as she heard the pained moan escape
her lips, enjoying the equally pained expression on Yuki’s face almost as much
as Claire was enjoying dishing out the pain to the blonde’s nemesis. Claire had
a little more in store for Yuki too, keeping her across the knee, stretching her
out before her fingers slipped once more into the Japanese teenager’s tight
pussy. Immediately the finger fucking had effect, Yuki moaning in a confused mix
of pain and pleasure; there was little doubt that Claire had her in big trouble
now. The positioning of the move was perfect too, Yuki unable to avoid the gaze
of Kensi who was no more than 3 feet from the action and looked on, her
expression rapt with glee. Yuki moaned once more, pleasure starting to win over
the pain now, ‘ooooohhhhh……. Mmmmmmm’ she groaned as Claire taunted her ‘you’re
nothing but a cheap whore Yuki!’
‘My cheap whore!’ she added as she started to bring Yuki
towards a climax there across her knee now. It was evident to everyone in
attendance that this was the case; Yuki was no longer just moaning now; she was
screaming out in ecstasy ‘ooooohhhhh…. yes…. Aiiiiieeee……YES……stop…….
stop……...YES!’ as she reached a second orgasm of the match. At the point that
pleasure racked the lithe teenager’s body once more, Claire took it upon herself
to cut her off with a well-timed double-fisted blow to the stomach before
pushing her off her knee to the carpeted floor in the aisle. There was no
respite for Yuki now; the second orgasm had drained her for the moment and
Claire was out to capitalise, dragging her back down the aisle to the mats.
There, she forced Yuki to her feet on weakened legs before planting a foot deep
in her stomach to monkey flip her hard to the mat. Yuki landed hard, arms and
legs akimbo as she lay somewhat stunned, spread-eagled on the mat. Confidently
now, Claire took her time, removing her own, already displaced, lemon coloured
bra to expose her DD breasts.
‘Call those a pair of tits bitch?’ she taunted the ailing
Asian as she reached down to grab Yuki’s pert breasts, giving them a little
tweak before putting the boot to her with a kick to the ribs. Yuki rolled across
the mat, Claire following her to drop an elbow across her lower back as the
Japanese teenager came to a halt on her belly. It was a crushing impact, point
of the elbow connecting with all of Claire’s 125lbs behind it, causing Yuki to
cry out in pain. Claire was already moving to her next attack though using the
hair to slowly force the pinned Japanese fighter to her feet. There she slipped
a hand between Yuki’s thighs to lift her, walking her back towards the crowd
before body slamming her right on the edge of the mats. Now Claire locked eyes
once more with Suki Yammamoto, a look that again told Yuki’s mother that Claire
felt Yuki was hers now, and she was going to put the hurt on the Japanese girl
until she had finished her off. Starting that process, Claire delivered a nasty
knee drop to the lower back, drawing an anguished cry of pain from Yuki that
intensified almost immediately as Claire grabbed her ankles, folding her
painfully in a boston crab. As Claire leaned back, torqueing Yuki’s back, the
Japanese girl’s cries of pain filled the room as Claire smiled, knowing she had
Yuki now. Still, switching moves a little, Claire moved to a single leg boston
crab, quickly moving in for a crotch claw as well, and as Yuki screamed out in
pain I thought Claire had her right there, but it turned out that Claire had
more planned yet, releasing the hold before the beleaguered Japanese teenager
had chance to give up.
‘No more!’ Yuki pleaded as Claire now flipped her onto
her back, planting a knee into the back of her thigh. Then, channelling her
inner Ric Flair, Claire trapped Yuki in a picture-perfect pro style figure four
leg lock on the mat. Again, Yuki cried out in pain, her back arched as her naked
body was racked with pain by Claire who was totally dominant in the fight now.
Yuki howled in agony as Claire continued to punish her, but the Japanese girl
knew pro wrestling well enough, and almost on instinct, she looked to turn
Claire, knowing that the pressure of the perfectly applied hold could be turned
against Claire if she managed it. ‘Not today!’ Claire told her though as she
rode the attempt with some ease and then, as Yuki sat up in one last attempt,
Claire knocked her back with a hard slap which cracked off Yuki’s face, putting
her flat out on the mat.
Claire could have simply kept the figure four on I was
pretty sure, but this match seemed to be about making a statement for her and
she released the hold to apply her coupe de grace. Standing over Yuki for the
briefest moment, Claire removed her own lemon coloured thong now, electing to
finish Yuki off naked it seemed as she dived in to deliver a crushing full body
splash. Then Yuki was spread in a grapevine, her neatly trimmed bush duelling
for supremacy with Claire’s smoothly waxed pussy, Claire’s strong legs
overpowering her with ease. Then it was tits in the face time as Claire plunged
forward to cover Yuki’s nose and mouth effectively with her DDs and she settled
in for the submission, or the knockout; either was just fine by Claire. As it
happened, it was the former, and quickly too as it appeared Yuki could take no
more, and her muffled scream was one of submission the referee quickly
confirmed, ending the match in Claire’s favour, decisively too with a 2-0 score
line having also forced two orgasms from Yuki.
‘That’s what you get when you take on a real woman little
girl!’ Claire taunted as she moved to sit on Yuki’s pert breasts for a moment.
‘I hope you come back for another go though bitch!’ she continued. Suki
Yammamoto waited, respectfully, just off the mats as she waited for Claire to
rise off her daughter, collecting her bra and thong from where they currently
adorned the wrestling mats, before she exchanged one last glance with Suki and
headed back to the changing rooms with me in tow. I sensed that, as Suki then
went on to the mats to help Yuki to her feet, there was a potential challenge
brewing between Suki and Claire now as well. But today, Claire had put together
a comprehensive win which would guarantee her a title shot against the
lightweight champion.
The following match would show that Claire would be
fighting Miss V in her title shot. The masked champion had defended her title
against Dutch woman Sandra DeVeer in a voluntary title defence and as such she
had been able to add some of her own style to the match. Held on the same mats
after Claire’s win, she had demanded a topless match in line with her preferred
style of fighting to be fought over a thirty-minute time limit with no breaks
and no holds barred. Sandra, a reasonably experienced fighter, with some MMA
experience had accepted the rules, appearing first on the mats in just a pair of
skin tight, black hotpants. The brunette was a relatively muscular looking woman
who cut a strong figure on the mats. Blonde Miss V was equally impressive
though, the masked mauler outweighing Sandra by 10 pounds as she appeared
wearing just a simple black and silver t-back thong and her luchadora mask of
the same colour. In a frantic opening, Sandra had impressed, beating Miss V to
the punch with her stand up fighting skills and she’d almost forced the opening
submission with a sleeper hold.
Miss V had demonstrated skill and resilience to resist
that, and she was able to take the match to the ground, using some of her more
catty tactics to attack Sandra’s breasts in a style of fighting the Dutch woman
evidently didn’t enjoy. Still, twenty minutes in, there had been no score in the
fight. Miss V was increasingly on top though as she ground out a first
submission to a reverse face sit and breast claw with seven minutes remaining.
Now the relentless nature of the contest took its toll, Miss V just breaking the
face pin for a few seconds before reapplying it and punishing Sandra with
breast, body and crotch punches to secure a second, decisive submission. The
Dutch fighter finished the match flat on her back, hot pants around her knees,
trapped in a cross pin as Miss V ruthlessly finger fucked and crotch clawed her,
she forced no more submissions, but it was impressive from the masked fighter.
Claire would have her work cut out for her next time around if she was to end
Miss V’s title reign.