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Make Her Cry

By Wolfboy

The Goddess gets her shot at the UK Fight Club Championship

The title match for the UK Fight Club Championship promised to be a battle for the ages as a rivalry that had been brewing for some while would finally come to a head. Staci was the up and coming young star of the fight club scene, undefeated so far and she had come into the title shot on a streak of increasingly impressive wins. Kathryn, the champion, was an altogether more experienced campaigner, a regular throughout the fight club’s history, champion for some while and known to be a tough, uncompromising woman. Indeed, in the build up to the title match, the champion had told anyone that would listen that she would make Staci cry before the end of the match. A threat guaranteed to raise the ire of her glamourous challenger.

A fiery redhead, now in her mid-forties, many believed that Kathryn had got all of the tools that she needed to do that too. Her preference was to torture long, slow, submissions out of her opponents; she liked to lay down a marker in her victories to perhaps stop any opposition being keen on a rematch. There wasn’t a huge amount of expectation then on Staci; Kathryn had seemed all-conquering in her recent title defences, beating contenders from the North and the South of England. Most recently, she had put together a stunning display in taking an undefeated Welsh challenger apart over 30 minutes, taking the time to thoroughly dissect and destroy the hapless Welsh woman. Now it was the turn of the Midlands to supply the challenger, and Staci had got herself to the front of the queue for that.

Talking of women who suddenly wanted to take Staci apart, Emma joined me now at the side of the mats to take in the title match. I could feel the frustration oozing from her as she sat down next to me. ‘What the fuck was that Steve?’ she asked me as she took her seat.

‘Honestly no idea Em’ I had to admit. ‘I mean, it seems like maybe Staci put her up to it and her only job was to check you out’ I suggested.

‘I guess so’ Emma agreed ‘and it’s a shame because she was actually a good opponent too. I mean I was kicking her ass, but it was kind of fun. Then she just quit…. fucking pussy!’ Emma muttered.

‘There must be some sort of plan from Staci’ I said to Emma. ‘I mean it seems like Chelsea has to be some kind of relation. She set the whole thing up, I just don’t know why yet’ I had to admit.

At that stage, the lights in the room dimmed a little, signifying that the main event was about to get underway. As the challenger, it was Staci who was first to the ring, the glamourous young catfighter looking confident in her apparently trademark look of high heels and a slinky black cocktail dress as she made her way to the edge of the mats. A quick wink in Emma’s direction as she spotted the smouldering auburn-haired fighter sitting next to me before she kicked off her heels and grabbed the hem of her dress to pull it off over her head. She was topless, her lightly tanned and toned body clearly in top shape as she stepped brazenly on to the mats wearing just a black thong, trimmed in silver piping. This was her home turf, her house, and she looked ready to take full advantage of that.

In comparison, her opponent was less warmly received by the crowd; there was no overt hostility towards Kathryn in the room, just a general leaning towards the home favourite Staci. Kathryn was a well-built, powerful looking woman with a shock of flame red curls on top of her solidly built, curvy body made her easily identifiable. Like Staci, Kathryn wore a dress to the ring, choosing a bright red bodycon dress with a short sleeve that clung to and accentuated every curve of her body. She too looked a confident woman as she stopped at the edge of the mats to remove first the pair of black thigh boots that she wore, and then with a flourish the red dress to reveal that she as to all intents and purposes naked, only a pair of shimmering nude coloured hold up stockings on her body. That certainly marked her as a confident fighter, perhaps even more so the fact that she made no challenge for Staci to join her in fighting naked, Kathryn was happy to do so herself and not worry about what her opponent was doing. With both women on the mats, they were quickly joined by the referee from Emma’s earlier match and the announcer. After a little preamble about this being a title fight while the referee checked in with both women, he was ready to introduce the two fighters.

‘Ladies and Gentlemen; this is a contest for the UK Fight Club Championship. As usual for club rules, it is the best of 5 falls with no time limit and no holds barred. A fall can be won by submission or 20 second knockout; the two-minute face sit submission rule is not in effect. Both ladies have requested that there will only be a verbal submission allowed if the fight goes to a deciding fall and there will be a 10 second break between falls rather than the usual 2 minutes.’ That statement sent a murmur of anticipation around the room as the announcer paused for just a moment before continuing. ‘First, our challenger here represents the Midlands area fight club; she is The Goddess, Staci Goulding!’ Staci waved out to the crowd as he went on ‘Staci is 5 feet 5 inches tall, and weighs 125lbs with measurements of 34C-23-36. In fight club action she has 20 fights, 20 wins with an overall unbeaten record of 21 wins. In fight club action she has won 2 total submissions and has amassed 54 submissions while conceding 2 submissions and 2 knockouts.’ The crowd again cheered for Staci as the announcer allowed a moment before going on to introduce the champion.

‘And her opponent is the UK Fight Club Champion, representing the East of England fight club, she is The Mistress of Pain, Kathryn Bridge! The crowd applauded more politely than enthusiastically for the near naked champion who acknowledged them briefly. ‘Kathryn is 5 feet 7 inches tall, weighs in at 154lbs with measurements of 36D-28-38. In fight club action she was 42 fights with 39 wins, 2 losses and 1 draw; her overall catfight record is 68 fights with 62 wins. In fight club action, she has won 18 total submissions and has amassed 92 submissions and 1 knockout while conceding 12 submissions, 3 knockouts and 1 total submission.’ Again, the crowd applauded her as she grabbed the microphone to repeat her earlier claims from the build up to the fight ‘and tonight, I’m going to make that little cunt’ she said, casting a glance in Staci’s direction ‘cry like the little whining bitch that she is!’ With no further ado, the fight was on, both women rushing in to grab the other’s hair. Immediately though, Kathryn showed a power advantage, forcing the smaller Staci back before testing her with a knee to the body. That was right at the edge of the mats, and Staci almost stumbled on the step that bordered them; it was enough of a distraction for the champion to pull her in a side headlock by het straight, jet black hair. A straight handed thrust up into the throat area had Staci reeling before Kathryn simply rolled her over her hip, letting her drop hard to the mat. A kick to the body followed, Staci just about rolling clear of the worst of it and to the centre of the mats as Kathryn stalked her challenger in th early going.

If there was anything we’d learned of Staci so far, it was that she was a resilient fighter under pressure. She was going to need those abilities here as the opening moments consisted of the flame haired champion forcing the action while Staci gamely countered. Heavy handed, Kathryn worked to the body of The Goddess with hard punches as well as surprisingly fast kicks at times. Staci countered as best she could from the back foot, nails slashing furiously at Kathryn’s naked body when she stayed in range for a moment too long. The action continued in that vein, at a furious pace, for a few moments more before Staci, looking to block another withering body shot dropped her hands lower in defence. Immediately the champion showed her experience, switching the attack to the head to stun Staci with a thunderous jab to the mouth. Staci was rocked to the core, but still standing as the crowd was treated to the sight of the naked 154lb champion taking to the air to deliver a stunning drop kick, both feet catching The Goddess in the breasts with perfect extension to send her heavily to the mat.

Staci had dropped hard, and Kathryn dropped harder on top of her, straddling her back as she lay face down on the mat before cuffing Staci around the back of the head with a fierce slap. Then she used her hair to pull Staci’s chest clear of the mat, immediately reaching her right hand round to latch onto the right nipple of The Goddess causing the jet haired woman to cry out in pain. Those cried intensified as Kathryn dipped her head forward and sunk her teeth hungrily into Staci’s shoulder now. Howling in pain early in the match, Staci was helpfully reminded to ‘cry like the bitch you are!’ by Kathryn, but the glamourous challenger was able to quickly latch onto Kathryn’s mane of red curls, using that fierce grip to force Kathryn into a rethink. A knee to the back of Staci as Kathryn tried to stand weakened the grip on her hair, a cruel rake of the eyes broke it, and then a full body splash across her back took the fight out of Staci for just a moment. Kathryn tried an unusual attack now, essentially a cross pin but with Staci face down on the mat instead of on her back. Again, Staci latched on to Kathryn’s hair in defence, but from her position, this time her grip wasn’t as effective. Kathryn took the pain from the hair pull and set about dishing out plenty more pain for Staci, starting with hard fists to the body interspersed with some nail attacks too. Staci again cried out in pain as she felt the nails of her tough, older, opponent searing her skin, but at the same time she was slowly but surely tightening her grasp of Kathryn’s hair too. As Kathryn tried to turn her head back to look at her latest target on Staci’s body, she suddenly found that her head was more or less controlled by Staci’s hair hold, despite her own evidently dominant position.

The match was only a few minutes old, but already the strategies of the respective fighters had become evident. The champion, Kathryn, set out to dominate and grind down an opponent; Staci on the other hand looked to endure, counter, and allow an opponent to tire herself out. Staci was a little surprised though that Kathryn didn’t fight against the hair attack now, instead choosing to reach back and grab Staci’s black and silver thong to pull it into a tight wedgie instead. A battle of wills looked likely to ensue, but Kathryn had moves in mind to prevent that, managing to get to more of a kneeling position at the side of Staci and, ignoring the challenger’s increasingly fierce hairpulling, she drove two knees into her side. Staci groaned as she lost her grip on the mane of flame red hair, and it was Kathryn who took a grip of her hair now, using it to slam her pretty face into the mat before pulling The Goddess to her feet and straight into a bone shaking body slam at the centre of the mats. The surface wasn’t overly forgiving, and Staci was winded by the move as Kathryn quickly forced her in to a seated position. Grabbing the hair, she stepped over Staci’s shoulders so that the back of her head was in tight against her crotch, then snapping her thighs tightly around Staci’s head, she fell back to trap the challenger in a tight head scissors.

That double handful of hair remained painfully in place too, Kathryn tearing at Staci’s long, glossy, black hair. Staci cried out, but then, so did Kathryn as Staci started to show her ability to counter, clamping her own legs over the champions feet to punish her with a clever scissor of her own. Kathryn moaned, feeling Staci’s legs testing her ankles painfully and she redoubled her own efforts, grabbing two handfuls of hair and pulling hard in opposite directions. Staci felt that, but the pain from the scissors was rapidly diminishing as Kathryn felt increasing pain in her own feet, and Staci’s ability to hurt while seemingly on the receiving end came to the fore again. Kathryn looked to force her way free, but she was trapped by her smaller opponent for now and it was with glee that Staci continued to work her feet and ankles. Kathryn responded with two clubbing blows across Staci’s back which The Goddess shrugged off before, as Kathryn leaned in to try and bite her shoulder again, she caught the champion flush in the mouth with an elbow. That knocked Kathryn to her back, looking stunned, and Staci turned the scissor hold loose on her feet, but continued the punishment as she stood on one of Kathryn’s ankles while pulling the other leg up from the mats to apply a fierce ankle lock, immediately drawing cries of pain from the champion. ‘Maybe you’d like to cry now bitch?’ she sarcastically enquired as she poured the pressure and the pain on the champion who had no answer other than to grit her teeth and try to take it.

Staci wasn’t going to ease up either, drawing a howl of pain from Kathryn as she felt her ligaments getting tested even further. A knee into the back of the hamstring continued the assault for now before Staci went back to working the ankles, now switching legs to soften up the other leg and Kathryn screamed out in pain from the attack. ‘Want to give up bitch?’ Staci asked cockily before driving a kick into the hamstring which cut off Kathryn’s refusal to submit; then cruelly, she spread the champion to deliver a double knee drop to the pussy that instantly drew a loud howl of complaint from the near naked champion. Showing a nasty streak now, Staci nail raked the champion from breast to belly, slowly dragging her sharp black nails for maximum effect across Kathryn’s skin. Then, knees still in the flame haired champion’s pussy, she latched on to a savage double breast maul. Kathryn screamed out in pain as Staci used nails along with some fierce breast twisting to drive the champion close to an opening submission. Then Staci switched back to the same ankle lock move as she looked to thoroughly break the champion’s resistance in the opening fall. Stretching those ankle ligaments, Staci smiled as she saw the look of distress growing on Kathryn’s face. The champion had come here to make Staci her bitch; right now, it was the bitch who was dominating the action.

Decisively so for fall one too; Staci against switched legs to continue the punishment on Kathryn’s legs before dropping another knee to the pussy. Then springing forward, she sat high on Kathryn’s neck, grabbed a handful of her shock of red hair and pull the champion’s face right into her crotch. A perfectly applied pussy smother, one that Kathryn had little answer to, and as Staci reached back to savagely maul her right breast again, it was only a matter of moments before Kathryn was tapping out to submit fall one to The Goddess.

Now the rules of the fight came into play quite heavily in Staci’s favour. With only ten seconds and not two minutes between the end of fall one and fall two, Kathryn had scant time to recover. Indeed, if felt like no sooner had the red-haired champion been forced to concede fall one than Staci was putting the pressure back on with a kick to the ribs and a heel stomp to the belly. Kathryn groaned in pain as the crowd stirred in excitement, firmly in the corner of their local girl. Now Staci waited for the champion to almost reach her feet before flying in with a low drop kick which bowled Kathryn across the mats. Then, what seemed like a mistake from Staci, as she forced Kathryn to her feet with a double handful of hair. The Goddess sent a chopping right hand into Kathryn’s jaw now, but upright, Kathryn held the power advantage which she looked to make tell with a right-hand reply whipped hard in to Staci’s body. Kathryn’s fist buried deep into Staci’s gut before she used a short headbutt to the face to stun her challenger. Staci was rocked back but it was clear to see the pain in Kathryn’s face as she looked to get after her with a clothesline. Staci was caught a glancing blow, the redhead slowed up enough by her ankle locks to allow her to get clear of the worst of the move. She still fell to the mat, looking a little dazed, and Kathryn brought it, going for the big splash before realising, a split second too late that Staci was waiting on her with raised knees to catch her splash. Kathryn rolled off Staci to the mat, groaning loudly as she tried to get some air into her lungs, and as she lay in a foetal position, Staci went on to the attack again. A running leg drop, snappily delivered with real intent around the back of the head for starters. Then she used that shock of red curls to lift her face from the mat before slamming it back again with authority.

As Kathryn reached for her face, Staci straddled her back now, launching hard slaps to the face, forcing Kathryn to block desperately, hoping to protect herself from a beating. Staci grabbed the thumb of the champion’s left hand now, twisting it painfully as she was able to force the hand away from her face to allow her to deliver a fierce backhand slap to the cheek. Then she put both hands on the back of her head, wrapped slightly in the red hair, and used her body weight to press the champion’s face painfully into the mat. ‘Fucking bitch, get off me!’ Kathryn protested loudly again before she groaned loudly as Staci raised her face by the hair and slammed it into the mat hard once more. She was stunned now, getting dominated by the lighter and less experienced woman in ways that had rarely happened to her before. Staci shifted her position, sitting on the back of Kathryn’s head now, while her calf was hooked in beneath her throat in a choke that having the 125lbs of The Goddess sat on the back of her head only served to exacerbate hugely. Kathryn was trapped, almost immobilised as Staci raked her nails up her back from butt cheek to shoulder blade before sinking them into the sides of the redhead’s breasts. There was a desperate shriek of pain from the champion now as she realised Staci had her in big trouble once again. She tried to kick her legs now, more in pain than any hope of escaping and in doing so, she secured her own fate, as Staci moved quickly to trap the left leg. Twisting that to give the champion an excruciating pain in the ankle once more, Staci sat back too, making all of her weight rest on Kathryn’s head, forcing her deeply into the choke hold. It didn’t matter how tough the champion was, she had no answer for the combination of holds Staci had unleashed on her, and no way of resisting it for long either as, amazed to find herself close to her own tears of pain, she yelled out ‘I submit! I submit!!’

‘Awwww’ Staci cooed patronisingly as she slapped Kathryn’s face playfully ‘don’t cry, I’ll give you a bit of a break before I finish you off cunt!’

Confidently now, Staci strolled back to her corner, sitting on the step at the edge of the sunken mats as she waited for her currently ailing opponent to gather herself. It was a show of extreme confidence, maybe even arrogance on Staci’s part, one that wasn’t lost on Emma. ‘Look at her’ Emma said to me now. ‘Cocky little bitch. She’s making a mistake her almost as big as the one she made by pissing me off!’

‘You can see that she thinks she’s got her’ I agreed ‘but I guess she has backed it up pretty well so far’ I had to admit.

‘She has’ Emma reluctantly admitted as Kathryn started to force her way painfully to her feet on the mats. ‘She challenges me though and I’ll mess her pretty little face up for her!’ she declared confidently.

Confident wasn’t a term that could be used to describe Kathryn right now. Despite it having been a relatively short fight so far, she was limping quite heavily on both legs thanks to Staci’s work on her ankles. Naked but for her glossy stockings, she wore the look of someone who knew their title reign was hanging by a thread; that she had met a tougher, nastier bitch than her perhaps on this day. She was a fighter though and she gestured for Staci to join her on the mats again now. ‘Let’s go cunt!’ Kathryn shouted over to Staci who rose with an exaggerated sigh and sauntered back on to the mats looking like she had no cares in the world. She almost paid for it though as Kathryn exploded into action as Staci came into range landing a right hand to the mouth before opening up on the surprised looking challenger with a fierce flurry to the body. The champion hadn’t reigned for so long without good reason, she was a fighter and she kept up her attack, pulling the challenger into a clinch to strike her body with some Muay Thai style knees. Those took their toll on Staci for sure before Kathryn clamped a double claw on her pert breasts, using the grasp to throw the jet haired fighter across the mats, landing hard. It was looking like a mistake from Staci to have allowed the flame haired champion the break; she was the more powerful of the two and now with both standing, she was able to make that extra power pay. Kathryn went after Staci with a vengeance now despite the pain she felt in her ankles, and for the next couple of minutes, she threw, kicked and punched Staci all around the mats. It looked that she was getting the better of it, particularly using that double tit grab and throw to great effect to hurl the smaller challenger roughly across the mats.

It was Emma who first spotted the look of amusement on Staci’s face as she rolled lightly on landing having taken another throw. ‘The bitch is playing her Steve’ she told me, her voice laden with almost even measures of outrage and admiration. ‘She’ll let her tire herself out and then attack I think’ she told me as we watched the action play out that way on the mats. A kick to the body landed from Kathryn, Staci rolling with it to minimise its impact before she allowed herself to be picked up and thrown by the tits once more. Growing in confidence, the champion looked like she had The Goddess right where she wanted her now as she leaned in to relieve the jet haired woman of her thong, pausing to rub it across Staci’s face before throwing it from the mats. The crowd gasped in surprise at the first time a woman had been able to strip Staci against her will. ‘I’ve got you now you cocky little cu…...Oooooff!’ Kathryn groaned as a hard right hand from Staci slammed into her body. In an instant, the momentum of the match was arrested, put into neutral by one right hand. Still kneeling, Staci measured Kathryn for a straight uppercut to the pussy now that dropped her to the mat on her knees, a look of total bewilderment and pain etched on her face. Two well placed blows were all it had taken for Staci to turn the fight quickly back into her favour it appeared.

Even the act of allowing Kathryn to strip her had, it seemed, been designed to create a false appearance of being in trouble. Now it was clear that Staci had been in control the whole time and she used a cruel double handed thrust to the throat to put Kathryn on her back on the mats. As Kathryn gasped, Staci lifted her legs, perhaps looking for a boston crab submission hold. No, instead she delivered two hard stomps to the pit of the stomach instead, clearly wanting to make sure that the remaining fight was driven out of the champion now. I thought it would have been simple for Staci to grab hold of the ankle lock again, and use the damage she’s done there to force the decisive final submission from Kathryn. She preferred to make a statement though, going in for a face sit instead, forcing the champion to try and resist as she used a face full of naked pussy to try and subdue her now. One hand gripping that shock of red hair to ensure the champion was going nowhere, Staci leaned back to trace her nails lightly across Kathryn’s body.

‘Submit?’’ she asked, adding ‘bitch!’ as she surprised Kathryn with a hard punch to the body before continuing to trace patterns with her nails across the naked torso of the ailing red head.

‘No! Never!’ Kathryn announced, the confidence somewhat lost in the muffling effect of the well applied, smothering face sit.

‘Submit?’ Staci asked again, this time adding ‘cunt!’ as she reached back to sink a claw hold cruelly into the champion’s right breast, bringing a shriek of pain from her.

‘Noooooo!’ Kathryn moaned in defiance as Staci’s nail and fingers tortured her breast. ‘Noooooo……please’ she moaned again as Staci got those sharp nails ever deeper into her breast now.

‘It’s OK’ Staci cooed mockingly ‘you can cry, I won’t tell’ she laughed as the torture continued for the champion who was seemingly unable to fight back. ‘Now fucking give up bitch!’ she demanded harshly, using the hair to pull Kathryn ever tighter into the face sit smother. ‘It’s over!’ she announced proudly ‘I’m the future of catfighting. Admit it bitch! Admit it!’ she demanded now.

‘I…….no……...Aaaaggggh!’ Kathryn whined, defiant at first until she felt Staci’s nails slice into her sensitive flesh once more. ‘No……no……. Aiiiiieeee!’ she screeched now before Staci shocked her with one more punch hard to the belly, taking the reserves of air from her body. The combination of smother and body punching was too much for the flame haired champion; she was a broken woman, forced to cry out in submission to the delight of Staci and most in attendance. I say most, because sat next to me, Emma was smouldering with anger at the what she had seen. ‘Future of catfighting my arse!’ she exclaimed as the announcer chimed in ‘the winner of the match, by 3 submissions to zero, and new UK Fight Club Ladies Champion; The Goddess, Staci Goulding!’

The jet haired fighter soaked in the applause of the crowd now, delighted with her victory before she asked the announcer ‘may I?’ gesturing to the microphone in his hand.

He handed it over to allow the new champion to address the crowd. She began ‘thank you for your support tonight, and for believing in me in all of my fights so far. I’m delighted to bring the UK title back to the Midlands area fight club. But this is just the start for me. I want to unify the catfighting titles and come back to you with a real claim to be the nastiest bitch in the world of catfighting. And I intend to start right away. My next fight will be for the Hong Kong syndicate title. After that, of course, I plan to win the Smythe catfight title.’ she said, casting an icy glance in Emma’s direction. ‘And I’ll fight for any other titles I can find as well. But when I’ve won those three, I’ll return here to defend all of the belts against whatever woman you want me to face for you!’ she finished, dropping the microphone back into the announcer’s hand before strutting off the mats.

‘Little fucking bitch!’ was Emma’s take on the situation as we took the new champion’s monologue in. ‘Did you see the way she looked at me?’ she carried on, confidently declaring ‘I’d break that little slut in two!’ It seemed obvious though that Staci wanted to come after Emma, even if currently, the Smythe title resided snugly around Toni’s waist.

As we left the Fight Club, Emma had one final thought on the matter. ‘I wonder why she didn’t mention the Southern Belles title as well? Smythe, Hong Kong and Belles are the three big titles, really aren’t they?’ she mused.

‘She probably just forgot about that one’ I suggested ‘but I’ll look into it, just in case there’s anything in it Em’