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Sayonara Bitch!

By Wolfboy

Claire defends the lightweight belt, but has she met her match?

Claire, having won the Smythe Lightweight title by taking on Miss V in a hair vs mask match, had waited a little while for the Smythe’s to appoint a number one contender for her belt. Having tried to get Miss V to fight against Yuki Yammamoto at first to determine who should get the first title shot, it had proven almost impossible to get a venue and date agreed. With that in mind, the decision had been taken to award Yuki the first title shot at Claire, with Miss V waiting in the wings for the winner.

‘I’m going to destroy her this time’ Claire had confidently announced when told she would face Yuki. ‘And then, it’ll be Sayonara bitch, and she can fuck off back to Japan to do all her fuck fighting!’ she asserted, confident that she had Yuki’s number after beating her for the number one contender shot.

Yuki wasn’t the kind of girl to be overlooked like that though. She may have preferred a more openly sexual style of catfighting, that was true. To dismiss her as one dimensional in that respect was an error though I felt, despite Claire’s evident confidence. Victory over Sara in what was essentially an ambush had done little to dent Claire’s certainty that Yuki couldn’t beat her in a fight. The problem for Claire might be that Yuki wouldn’t have to beat her in a straight up fight; the rules weren’t going to prevent the Japanese girl from using sex fighting tactics if she so desired, just as she had done against Kensi. Add to that the fact that a coin would be tossed to decide on the venue pre match, and there was plenty about the match that could cause Claire trouble.

Still, Claire didn’t really see too much danger in an opponent that she’d beaten with a degree of comfort last time, and pre-match in the changing room, she was a picture of poise and confidence. Sat naked on the comfortable sofa in the room. Being naked was part of her strategy she’d confided in me; ‘I’ll attend this pointless coin toss naked and the silly cow will practically be drooling over me’ she laughed. ‘I might actually put some clothes on then to fight her, but not too many’ she finished, indicating a small bundle of bright red coloured lingerie on the chair to the side of her. True to her word, she did exactly as she’d said, marching through the mansion to Lady Amelia’s office stark naked for the coin toss. Yuki was already there, still quite demurely dressed in jeans and a strappy top; as Claire had predicted, the Japanese girl did eye her hungrily as she walked into the room. Coolly too though as Suki Yammamoto was there to make sure Yuki didn’t lose focus. Amelia looked up from behind her desk now, raised an eyebrow as she told Claire ‘there was really no need for you to dress up Claire, it’s quite an informal gathering…Anyway, shall we get this done. As champion Claire, you should call’ Amelia declared.

‘Tails’ Claire confidently announced, never taking her eyes off Yuki as Amelia flipped the coin. ‘It’s……heads’ Amelia said as the coin settled ‘Yuki, it’s your choice of venue for the fight’ she told the Japanese wrestler.

‘The ring’ Yuki replied immediately as Claire’s expression remained one of total confidence despite her knowing the young Japanese fighter favoured that venue. ‘I will fuck you up Claire’ Yuki proudly proclaimed now, adding ‘and I will take your title home with me.’

‘You’d like to fuck me’ Claire shot back, ‘I get that, you dirty little sex fighting whore, but this is a fight, I’m going to beat you up…again’ she smiled.

‘Gaijin cunt!’ Yuki replied, ‘I’ll destroy you right now!’ she screamed, making a lunge for Claire’s hair before Suki and Amelia intervened. ‘Enough ladies!’ Amelia shouted ‘save it for the ring’ she told both protagonists as they were separated to opposite sides of the room now. Suki led Yuki from the office now, the Japanese teenager smouldering with fury at Claire as her mother ushered her away for now. ‘Shame’ Claire mused ‘I thought I might get in a few cheap shots to use against her later on there’ she admitted as we left the room ourselves just afterwards. Outside the room, I was surprised to find just Suki waiting for us. As Claire scowled at her, the Japanese woman said to me ‘Steve, I want a catfight with your wife Emma. She is a great catfighter. I would be honoured to take her on’ she suggested.

‘I’ll ask her’ I said to the Japanese woman, adding ‘she rarely says no to a fight’ as Suki bowed her head slightly. ‘Good……good’ she smiled, before turning abruptly on her heel to go off in search of Yuki.

‘Daft old cow’ Claire laughed watching Suki walk away, ‘Emma will destroy her in a fight’ she mused, before shrewdly adding ‘she must have a plan. Emma needs to watch her carefully Steve.’

‘Oh, don’t worry, I’ll make sure of that’ I admitted. ‘She was pretty effective in that tag match, but Emma is definitely a cut above Tasha. Interesting though’ I admitted ‘but focus on tonight first Claire’ I told the naked jet-haired fighter. ‘Yuki will have a plan too, so you need to negate it whatever it is.’

‘I will’ Claire confidently announced as we returned to the dressing room now. ‘Her plan won’t mean shit when she gets punched in the face Steve’ she laughed ‘let’s find out what her plan is then…’

We would find out soon enough, that was for sure. As the main event for the evening, Claire would have to wait through two matches before she fought. First up, we saw the return of Kensi to Smythe ring action as she took on Allie Davenport in a catchweight contest for the best of 3 submissions. This was a fast-paced fight from the start, and I was pleased to see that Sara apparently had Kensi back to some sort of form as she dispatched Allie handily in two straight falls, both submissions coming to reverse face sits and body clawing. Then a lightweight division match, a black girl with an impressive afro hair cut in a modified gymnastics leotard taking on a petite brunette. I recognised the black girl, Jackie Gibson, as the girl who had impressed Amelia during the open day a while back. She impressed again here, weathering some fierce hair pulling on that hard to miss afro before she got on top, systematically beating her opponent down, before finishing her with a split-legged face sit. Impressive I thought, taking note of the name; even Claire who had finally deigned to put some clothes on was moderately impressed, so that made Jackie worthy of note I thought.

Then it was time for Claire to head to the ring, the lightweight title belt in her grasp as she did so. Around her shoulders she wore a sheer black gown that did nothing to hide the fact that she wore just a red satin thong and a matching garter on her right thigh. She was topless, highly confident, and fairly marched to the ring to find Yuki already waiting there for her. The Japanese bombshell wore a white string bikini top coupled with a pair of white string bikini panties; on the back there was a red tie dye rising sun pattern, showing that she represented Japan. Both women were barefoot; immediately Claire started to climb in to Yuki with insults from across the ring. ‘Should have told me that you needed some sophisticated lingerie you skank. I’d have lent you a pair to tear off you when we start’ she shouted across. ‘Fuck you bitch!’ Yuki fired back, looking like she wanted to take things straight to a physical level with Claire again here, only for Suki to hold her back.

‘That’s right little girl, you keep hold of that fire for a while, you’re going to need it’ Claire mocked. ‘And while you’re at it, why don’t you put your little titties up against these?’ she asked, slipping off her robe and thrusting her DD breasts in the direction of the young Japanese wrestler. Without saying a word now, the Japanese teen ditched her own white top to bare her C cup breasts; as Claire turned back to the corner, thinking that she had won that exchange of verbal jousting, a look crossed Yuki’s face that suggested that was a long way from the truth though. ‘Just be wary of her’ I had the chance to warn Claire before the ring announcer got the action called to order. ‘Ladies and Gentlemen, this is our main event of the evening, a best of 3 submission catfight for the Smythe Lightweight Title. It is a no time limit and no holds barred match’ the announcer started. ‘First is our challenger, from Osaka, Japan, this is Yuki Yammamoto. Yuki is 19 years old, 5 feet 4 inches tall, 125lbs, 34C-23-35 with a record of 15 wins and 2 losses.’ At that, Yuki stepped to the centre of the ring, waving briefly to the crowd before the announcer continued. ‘Her opponent is the Smythe Lightweight Champion, from England, Claire Voss. Claire is 28 years old, 5 feet 2 inches tall, 127lbs, and 34DD-24-36. She has a catfight record of 15 wins and 4 losses.’

There was no further ceremony, the referee called for the bell as the ring announcer left the ring, and the fight was underway with Claire tossing another verbal barb in Yuki’s direction. ‘Dirty sex fighting tramp’ she mocked ‘try to remember we’re here to fight not fuck bitch’ she advised.

‘Very well’ Yuki replied as she slapped the taste right out of Claire’s mouth and the fight got started in earnest, both girls in the hair as Yuki rushed Claire back to the ropes, using that as a slingshot to hurl her across the ring. Yuki rushed in to catch Claire rising, but immediately paid the price as the champion caught her with a punch low on the panty line. Then Claire rushed Yuki to the ropes, firing her off and setting herself to level the Japanese girl with a solid shoulder tackle. A ferocious pace continued; Claire dragging Yuki to her feet and looking to lift her straight into a body slam only for the Japanese girl to escape over her shoulder. Yuki then showed her athletic prowess, getting off her feet to deliver a drop-kick that caught a surprised Claire in the back, knocking her to the canvas beneath the bottom rope. Straight away now, Yuki’s preference for ring wrestling came to the fore. With Claire face down, the back of her neck positioned beneath the bottom rope, Yuki simply stood on the rope either side of her to have it press down on the back of Claire’s neck. The champion groaned, then Yuki used the ropes as a springboard, a foot on the second rope to catapult herself into the air so that she could land a high impact splash across Claire’s lower back. Claire moaned loudly now, winded early in the contest and Yuki smiled, knowing that she already had the champion hurting now. Claire shouted out ‘get off my hair bitch!’ as Yuki, lying across her back grabbed a good handful of jet-black hair, wrenching her head and chest clear of the mat. An evil smile crossed Yuki’s face now as she passed Claire’s hair around the bottom rope before pulling hard again. Claire’s groan of pain increased as Yuki sunk the nails of her other hand into her butt and so far, it was all Yuki in the opening exchanges.

‘You like that bitch?’ Yuki asked Claire now, slapping her ass before her nails were sunk back in again. Claire’s moan of pain was suggesting that the answer to that was ‘no’ but she was trapped in something of an early predicament. One that she only escaped from when Yuki felt it was time to step up her attacks. Using the hair, after getting it from around the ring rope, Yuki forced Claire to her feet. Then she grabbed the back of Claire’s red thong to throw her towards the turnbuckles in a corner. Claire hit them on the turn, and spotted Yuki rushing in to deliver a splash which she was narrowly able to avoid, ducking out of the corner and letting Yuki taste the turnbuckle now. Claire was quick to try and press that advantage now, and she hammered in two hard shots to Yuki’s lower back before a handful of hair allowed her to slam Yuki’s face into the top turnbuckle, leaving her in something of a daze there in the corner. Claire spun her, lashed a chop across her pert tits, and then jumped up on her thighs intending to monkey flip her out of the corner. Here again, Yuki showed her ring awareness to frustrate Claire’s attempt, gripping the ropes to ensure that the monkey flip went nowhere. Claire held her position on Yuki’s thighs though and went for a chop to the top of Yuki’s head. That landed, but unfortunately for Claire, so did an uppercut to the crotch from the Japanese girl that dropped her to the mat, howling in pain.

‘Ha ha ha!’ Yuki chuckled as Claire dropped to the mat; the Japanese girl was always one to enjoy a disadvantaged opponent, and she made no exception for the lightweight champion. Grabbing Claire’s hair, Yuki positioned her on the mat so that her breasts were beneath the bottom ring rope, the back of her head out over the ring apron. Then she grabbed Claire’s ankles, delivering a stomp to the lower belly before she quickly fell back, using a slingshot move to send Claire breasts first into that bottom rope. Claire squealed as the rope cut into her body, before sending her back down hard at the edge of the ring, and Yuki had got the upper hand in fall one. The positioning of Claire for that slingshot had proven doubly clever from Yuki; of course, it utilised the ropes, but it also used the edge of the ring and the apron, where the surface was at it’s least forgiving to punish Claire too. As Claire writhed on the apron, Yuki slid to the outside now, taking Claire by the chin to hold her in place for a fierce, slapping chop across the top of the breasts and up into the throat a little. As Claire howled in pain from that impact, Yuki turned to the crowd, shushing them as she licked the palm of her hand before repeating the blow, the sound of which reverberated around the quietened ring room.

Claire tried to roll into the relative sanctuary of the centre of the ring, but Yuki had the hair in her grasp quickly, holding her near the edge of the ring. Claire was near the corner and Yuki had plans that weren’t all that difficult to bring to fruition, using the ring post as the base for a bow and arrow hold. A solid grasp of Claire’s jet-black hair and her left ankle were enough to see Yuki start to bend the champion around the post; painfully too it was all too evident from Claire’s cries of pain. As suddenly as she’d got control, Yuki surprised Claire by relinquishing the hold, stunning her with an elbow to the ribs before reapplying the bow and arrow, slowly increasing the pressure on the champion. ‘Nooooo!’ Claire screamed out as she fought against the hold but she could do little to stop herself getting bent around the ring post again, Yuki slowly ratcheting up the pressure. Again, Yuki surprised her with an elbow to the ribs, and this time, she elected to take the fight totally to the outside of the ring, using the hair to pull Claire beneath the bottom rope. She was in some trouble but not devoid of fight, and as she found her feet the champion tried to punish the challenger with a punch to the lower back. Yuki let out a quick yelp of pain but she kept control of the situation with a knee up into Claire’s body, taking a little bit of the fight away from her as she did so. Then Yuki waist locked Claire and ran her back hard into the edge of the ring apron, her back arching as she let out a loud cry of pain. Yuki smiled, meeting Claire’s breasts as they thrust forward with a forearm smash across them; then she hooked her fingers inside the waistband of Claire’s satin thong. That grip was perfect for Yuki to just force Claire to present her belly as an inviting target for a right hand, driven deep into the belly button to drive the air from the champion’s body.

Satisfied with her work so far, Yuki grabbed the back of Claire’s red thong, bunching it into a wedgie as she also went to the hair, and used the dual grips to roll Claire back inside the ring. I could see that Claire wore the pained and confused expression of a fighter who was just about hanging in there at the moment; thrown off her game and getting punished by a clever and effective opponent. One with a sadistic streak too it seemed as Yuki waited for the right moment as Claire stirred to deliver a barefoot soccer kick to the left breast that sent Claire to the mat, howling in pain. ‘Oh come now Claire’ Yuki tutted sarcastically, ‘I thought you wanted to fight…’ she mocked in reference to Claire’s barbs at the start of the bout. Now she was poised again, waiting for Claire to reach all fours where she grabbed the champion’s hair and held her cheek tight against her knee. Then she lifted her leg and stomped her foot down hard to the mat, allowing the shock wave to power through her knee and put Claire on her back a little dazed.

‘Very good Yuki!’ her mother cheered on from the corner, quickly admonishing Yuki as she looked to show boat a little, reminding her ‘stay on the bitch Yuki!’

There was no question that while Yuki was a fierce and independent woman, she also knew that Suki was the boss when it came to fighting, and she caught Claire rising into a front headlock, using it to walk the champion back to the corner above where I was sat. An uppercut between the breasts quickly straightened Claire back up for a double breast claw applied harshly, nails dug into sensitive flesh causing Claire to squeal with pain. Yuki looked her squarely in the eyes now, almost challenging her to come at her as Claire’s hand went to her breasts, trying to prise the Japanese fighter’s fingers away. Then her mouth formed an ‘O’ shape as the air left her body in a heavy groan as Yuki delivered a sly knee, right into the pit of the stomach. Without Yuki’s hands pressed so firmly into her breasts, Claire may well have gone down I think, to her knees at least. As it was, she found her arms draped across the top ropes for Yuki to deliver a stinging slash of her nails across her breasts. Claire howled and Yuki again used a pull on the waistband of her red satin thong to present her belly as a perfect target for a chopping right hand. If Claire had wanted a fight, that was exactly what Yuki was giving her so far, and now she set the champion up for an Irish Whip across to the opposite corner of the ring. Claire hit the buckles with some authority that showed the surprising power on Yuki’s apparently slight frame. As she sagged against the turnbuckles, Yuki headed for the corner slowly, deliberately cautious. Wisely so too as Claire, watching Yuki intently, lashed out a right footed kick at her body, unfortunately for her, Yuki was watching her every bit as carefully, and she caught the kick, immediately controlling Claire’s right leg as she passed it between top and middle ropes to trap her.

Now the Japanese fighter leaned her body into Claire again, one hand at the champions throat, one pulling her satin thong into a wedgie, cutting deep into her ass and pussy. Claire cried out in pain, possibly regretting her choice of the strong satin fabric, and she reached around to grab the back of Yuki’s panties, pulling them to one side to sink her nails in to the Japanese girl’s peachy ass. Yuki shrieked but she was already on to the attack again, her tongue swirling lightly around Claire’s right nipple for a moment, stiffening it quickly. Then she sunk her teeth in, causing Claire to shriek with pain; the champion was an experienced and wily fighter though, and gritting her teeth she pulled Yuki’s face deep in her breasts, trapping the challenger in a standing smother. Now there was parity in the situation at least, Claire’s smother causing Yuki plenty of issues as she tried to squirm out of Claire’s arms to escape it. Claire held firm despite the triple pronged attack of Yuki who now chose to forego the choke before pushing a hand up into Claire’s face. It was largely ineffective, but distracting nevertheless for Claire who shrieked loudly as Yuki evidently got her teeth sunk deeply into her breast again. Claire hung grimly on to her headlock of sorts that held Yuki in tight against the soft breast, smothering her, knowing that it was her best chance in this situation. Then she felt Yuki release the wedgie, relief hitting her now that the fabric was no longer cutting into her, only to find that sensation replaced by Yuki’s knuckles hammering twice into her pussy. Claire groaned, her grip of Yuki’s head lost as the Japanese girl squirmed free, hungrily sucking in a gasp of air before she set Claire on rubbery legs with a head butt to the face.

Claire rocked back against the buckles again, leg still draped over the middle rope as Yuki quickly lashed her nails across her ample breasts once more, making sure to attack the precise spot where her teeth had just been sunk in. Claire howled in pain, took another punch to the pit of the stomach, and then Yuki released her leg from the rope trap and looked to deliver an Irish Whip back into Claire’s own corner. Now Claire showed her mettle again, reversing the move and instead sending Yuki hard into the corner. The Japanese teen had laid in some good shots on Claire though, and it was possible Claire wasn’t thinking as clearly as she might have been as she launched into a flying avalanche splash towards that corner. A corner where she would no longer find Yuki waiting for her as the Japanese fighter sucked out of the way, allowing Claire to hit chest first. Claire groaned as she felt that impact ad she sagged there against the top turnbuckle as Yuki ducked out of the ring onto the apron. From there, she grabbed Claire’s hair and slammed her face first to the top turnbuckle before pulling her out of the corner towards the ropes. Draping Claire’s throat across the top rope, Yuki kept hold of the hair for as long as she could as she dropped to the floor, effectively clotheslining Claire with the top rope. As Claire fell back heavily into centre ring, Yuki brushed the strands of jet-black hair from her fingers theatrically before sliding back beneath the ropes into the ring.

The champion was in trouble, having taken just about enough punishment for this first session of the match, and unfortunately for her, she was in there with an opponent who looked to have added a tougher edge to her style now. Grabbing Claire’s hair, she got her upright enough to send two big knee lifts up into the champion’s breasts, the second one sending her crashing back hard to the canvas. As Claire tried to suck in air, Yuki denied her that chance with a hard stomp to the belly that sent her rolling into a foetal position on the canvas, gasping hungrily for air that suddenly seemed to be in short supply for her. Yuki could see that Claire was prime for the taking now and she wanted her back on her feet quickly, hair and thong being used to get her there. Unsteady, Claire found herself kicked on the inside of each thigh now; it looked to have spread her enough for a pussy punt, but no, Yuki lifted her instead, straight in to an across the knee back breaker. Targeting the area where she had elbowed Claire in the ribs twice, Yuki heard the satisfying howl of pain from Claire as music to her ears before pushing her off her knee to the mat. ‘Finish her Yuki!’ Suki advised from the outside and her daughter showed plenty of intent on that front. She grabbed both of Claire’s arms first, levering them up behind her back, then placed her foot on the back of Claire’s head, massaging her face not so gently into the canvas for a moment. Then she stunned her with more of a stomp to the back of the head, and with Claire dazed, Yuki showed some great wrestling technique. Controlling Claire’s arms with one of her own, Yuki stood on the back of both of the champion’s thighs, tucking Claire’s feet carefully behind her legs. Taking one of Claire’s arms into each hand then, Yuki rocked back, using the momentum and her own deceptive power to hoist Claire into the Romero Hold.

Immediately the champion let out a long groan of pain; Yuki had targeted some effective attacks on her back, and was now reaping the dividend with her submission attempt punishing Claire. ‘Submit bitch!’ Yuki told Claire, a command rather than a request it seemed from the Japanese girl who could hardly fail to notice the pain Claire was in as the champion cried out in pain. ‘No! I won’t!’ Claire retorted boldly, ‘I won’t submit!’ she confirmed, but there was a look of pain written large across her face. Yuki maintained the hold for now, showing that impressive hidden power as she did so, but she knew that she couldn’t keep 126lbs of Claire hoisted in the hold for long. ‘Submit?’ she asked again, asking rather than demanding this time; Claire still resisted but she quickly found herself launched back to the mat hard as Yuki snapped her legs out straight and released the hold. Claire writhed in pain now and Yuki targeted those ribs again with an elbow drop to the body with Claire laying on her front on the mat. Immediately now, Yuki moved seamlessly into another punishing submission hold, straddling Claire’s back and positioning her arms across her knees to set her up for a camel clutch. A handful of hair allowed Yuki to pull Claire’s head back, positioning her for the traditional chin lock it might have seemed; no, instead Yuki reached over Claire’s right shoulder to secure the hold, twisting Claire’s nipple before digging her nails into the breast. Now Claire shrieked loudly ‘ahhhhh shit, my tits!’ as Yuki released the hair and got the same grip of her left breast as well. ‘Ha ha! You submit then bitch!’ Yuki laughed, before adding ‘or I rip your fucking tits off!’

She may not have been able to do quite that, but she did a pretty passable impression of trying, each enthusiastic maul bringing increasing sounds of anguish from Claire. ‘Noooooo!’ the champion screamed as she felt the nails ever deeper in her flesh, her eyes screwed shut in pain, fiercely trying to hold on. It wasn’t going to happen though as Yuki had her thoroughly trapped, well subdued, and could keep this camel clutch on for as long as it took, I fancied. As it turned out, all it needed was one more twist and maul of each breast and then for that grip to be used to ratchet the camel clutch up some more, and Claire’s anguished cry of pain turned to one of submission. ‘Aaaaggghhhhh! Aiiieeeee……I submit!’ she cried out to give the opening submission to Yuki. The Japanese girl smiled now, knowing she had Claire hurt in the breasts and the ribs; she wasn’t quite done for this round either, slamming Claire’s face to the mat before using the hair to force her to her feet and deliver a hard posting back into Claire’s own corner before turning on her heel and heading for her own corner. She may have had the rebuke of the referee ringing in her ears, but that was far outweighed by the applause of the crowd and the approval of her mother in the corner. Claire meanwhile was in trouble, sat on the mat where she had dropped from that hard posting. I had a tough job to get her ready for the second fall if she was going to have any chance of defending her title successfully. ‘You have to buy some time Claire’ I advised as I managed to get her on to the stool in the corner to assess the damage. Her breasts were marked up with nail marks, teeth marks too around the right nipple. A red patch on her side showed where Yuki had been targeting those ribs with great accuracy and effect too. At least the marks showed where to apply the ice packs, a bit of Vaseline on the breasts too, hoping to make them harder for Yuki to latch on to again. ‘She’ll come after you quick Claire’ I cautioned, watching Yuki pace anxiously in her own corner, waiting for the chance to get back at her. ‘She thinks you’re done, so you’ve got to show her otherwise and quickly’ I offered.

‘But what if she’s right?’ Claire asked, looking a little downcast as she answered. ‘She’s hurt me and she knows it’ she told me.

‘That’s why you’ve got to hurt her early here Claire. Slow the tide and maybe it’ll turn. You know how quick things can change out there’ I encouraged, just before the referee called the action back to start again.

True to form, Yuki did just as I’d expected, rushing Claire and looking to really jump start the second fall as she trapped Claire coming out of her corner and was able to deliver a monkey flip. That sent Claire cartwheeling across the ring to another heavy landing in the centre of it; hardly the auspicious start she needed to this second session. As Yuki came in to grab the hair though, she found out that at least Claire had remembered she was in a fight, lashing out with her feet to kick Yuki away from her, landing a couple of solid blows to the body. The Japanese fighter backed up, eyeing Claire cautiously as the champion got to her feet; there was an intense look of concentration on Yuki’s face as Claire gestured for her to come in. Again, Claire reminded the Japanese wrestler that she was in a fight now though as she snapped out another kick to the belly and then warmed Yuki’s cheek as she tried to back away. Another kick to the thigh landed from Claire now, a steady increase in the tempo of her attacks for the moment as Yuki started to probe cautiously once more. Yuki landed a slap to Claire’s face, using her reach to trouble the champion who retaliated with another hard kick to the thigh. Wise from Claire perhaps as she started to look to destabilise Yuki’s base; not so wise to keep going back to the well perhaps though and as Yuki feinted with a grab to the hair, she was waiting on another kick to the thigh, Yuki now had Claire trapped again, right leg held up against her thigh.

Again now, Yuki showed that cruel streak, sending a kick straight up into Claire’s pussy, but she refused to let the champion just drop back to the mat in pain. Instead, she preferred to do that with a crushing forearm smash to the breasts that dropped Claire to mat. Yuki left her there, just backing up to the ring ropes to measure her for her next attacking move as she harshly dropped a knee to Claire’s right breast. Claire screamed out in pain, and already it appeared that the Japanese challenger had the important second fall firmly under her control. She wanted to punish Claire that was clear, perhaps looking to make her pay for her pre match comments that had doubted Yuki’s in ring prowess, deriding her as just a sex fighter. A handful of hair to bring Claire to her feet and a right hand to the face gave plenty of suggestion that Yuki could fight too. As Claire reeled into the corner of the ring, Yuki went after her and paid for it briefly with a kick to the body, but she shook it off quickly to deliver a rake to Claire’s eyes and then stun her with a European style uppercut delivered from so deep that it brushed her breasts on the way to her jaw. Again now, Yuki got Claire upright in the corner, draped her arms across the top ropes and lashed a stinging chop across those DD cups. Claire looked to slump forward only for a right hand to the forehead to rock her back upright. Now a nail rake slashed across Claire’s breasts drawing a shriek of pain; Yuki smiled, grabbing the waistband of that red satin thong and pulled Claire straight on to a right hand to the pit of the stomach. As Claire slid down the turnbuckles to a seated position, I wondered if her title was similarly sliding away.

Yuki was fast to force Claire back to her feet anyway, using the hair to get her into a rough side headlock on the way up. Claire fired back with a forearm to the ribs, trying to loosen the headlock but Yuki took it with a groan, using the headlock to just move Claire a few feet so that she could get her breasts across the top rope. Now the headlock suddenly became more pivotal to her attack, using the grip to lean in to Claire and drag her towards the furthest corner of the ring. If anyone had been in any doubt what the purpose of the move was, Claire’s desperate shrieks of pain gave confirmation of the harsh burning effect of the top rope, searing across her sensitive breasts. That move finished with Yuki finally bringing Claire off the ropes, still in the headlock; a short-lived relief though as Yuki brought her to her knees with a short, sharp left hand up into the face.

‘Come on bitch’ Yuki mocked, pushing Claire on to her side with a flick of her foot, the champion reaching to clutch at her own breast. ‘I thought you were here to fight. To treat the dirty sex-fighting whore a lesson’ she laughed, playing her fingers suggestively inside her own panties for a moment, ‘Or do you want to fuck now instead you dirty tart?’ she continued to berate as she ripped Claire on to her back by the hair, grabbed both ankles and delivered a knee drop to the pussy that left Claire howling in pain on the mat now. ‘Look at her!’ Yuki laughed to the crowd now, ‘she’s done!’ she announced confidently as she rushed back in to force Claire to her feet only to immediately send her back to the mat with a hair mare throw. Now Yuki looked to deliver a full body splash, and she was surprised to find the champion still more resilient than she realised, with Claire rolling out of the way to allow Yuki to land hard on the mat instead. It was a case of now or never for Claire who lunged for Yuki landing across her back on the mat and immediately grabbing her hair to slam her face into the mat twice as she tried to dim the challenger’s lights. Yuki groaned and it seemed that maybe Claire was starting to turn the tide as she forced the challenger to her feet with one arm wrapped tightly around her throat before throwing her into her own corner. Back to the turnbuckles. Yuki looked to defend as Claire launched into a flurry of punches to the body. A lot of energy looked to be going in to that flurry as it sent Yuki sliding down the turnbuckles to a seated position on the mat. Claire leaned in now, going to her opponent’s hair and she paid the price as Yuki used her thong to pull her straight on to a headbutt to the pit of the stomach. The air left Claire’s body with a woosh as Yuki got out from her position against the turnbuckles. Behind Claire now as the champion was doubled up, she simply pushed her ass to send her face first to the middle turnbuckle.

Claire grabbed the middle ropes now, her forehead resting on the turnbuckle it seemed, and Yuki set about attacking her with a deep wedgie as she again tortured the champion with her own thong. Claire let out a scream as she felt the scarlet satin cutting into her most sensitive areas, and she tried to force her way out of the corner but Yuki had positioned her body carefully, effectively trapping her there with a minimum of effort. ‘Aaaaaggghhh! Get off of me!’ Claire whined as Yuki pulled the thong ever higher up her back, the fabric still just about holding firm despite her best attempts to tear it.

‘Submit then’ Yuki suggested, ‘submit and let me fuck you like a cheap little whore, bitch!’

‘No, I don’t submit!’ Claire replied flatly before she cried out again, this time her cries just about masking the sound that would finally bring her some relief to her as the thong started to give way.

‘Too bad’ Yuki said as she smacked Claire’s ass like she owned it, and then with one final wrench on the waistband of the thong and one last pained shriek from Claire, she tore the satin thong from the champion’s body. Tucking the satin garment in her own waistband for now, Yuki cruelly raked her finger nails down Claire’s body, the sharp, searing pain instantly bringing Claire upright for Yuki to whip a right hand round into the pit of her stomach. Claire moaned, doubled up again, and Yuki pushed her face first again to that middle turnbuckle. The Japanese fighter was dominating right now, and she grabbed Claire’s hair to turn her back to the turnbuckles. Setting Claire up, she seemed to be Irish Whipping her to the opposite corner; instead she reversed the direction and sent the champion back hard, chest first, to the same corner. That was a tough one for Claire to take, delivered breasts first with some authority to the turnbuckles before she had chance to brace herself for the impact. She crashed back to the mat and found Yuki immediately waiting on her with a leg drop across those breasts just to add to the pain that the champion already felt. Again, Yuki cruelly used her nails on Claire’s sensitive and somewhat battered breasts, drawing a loud moan of pain from Claire. The champion looked to be a little out of it I thought, at least until Yuki stung her with a ferocious slap to the face and a nail rake across the body, raising angry red furrows on her skin with her nails as she returned Claire rudely to her senses.

Yuki used the hair to bring Claire to her feet, shrugging off a weak right hand to the body as she did so. Then she cruelly delivered a pussy kick to Claire who howled in pain as she reached for her womanhood. Yuki still had the hair and now she used that to pull Claire in and clamp on a lip lock on the startled champion, cutting off her cries of pain as her tongue parted her lips. Despite herself, Claire couldn’t help now but to respond to her challenger’s sensual advances; this was Yuki’s game now, an almost beaten opponent at her behest in the ring. With Claire distracted by the kiss from her challenger, Yuki’s right hand moved quickly down her body to play sensually across Claire’s neatly waxed pussy. Breaking the lip lock for a moment to allow Claire’s aroused moan to escape, Yuki tutted ‘too bad……no hair down there like a real woman……nothing to pull!’

Claire was turned on, there was no doubt about it, and as I shouted to her to ‘keep fighting!’ she made the mistake of looking to find the lip lock again. Unfortunately for her, Yuki was waiting on that and simply delivered a head butt to the face to drop Claire to the mat at her feet. Yuki may have been a young fighter, but she had mastered her style almost to perfection it seemed, and it now had Claire at sixes and sevens, not sure if Yuki’s intent was sensual or violent in their exchanges. The truth was that Yuki used the more openly sexual advances with a mastery beyond her years to set her opponents up. She understood how she could heighten their pain by using pleasure first, and another knee drop to the pussy had Claire squealing in pain again now. The pace was fierce from the Japanese fighter as well now; getting Claire to her feet by the hair and pushing the champion chest first into the ropes before catching her with a knee across the lower back as she rebounded. Claire was dropped to her knees for a moment, but Yuki was on her in an instant, a handful of hair as she forced Claire to crawl after her towards the ropes. There, she seemed intent on making Claire follow her to the outside of the ring, going through the ropes and leading Claire that way. As Claire straddled the middle rope though, Yuki smiled her evil smile, and yanked the middle rope up hard into Claire’s crotch. ‘No……no…...please Yuki!’ Claire pleaded as the Japanese girl laughed at her predicament and started to bounce the middle rope up into her womanhood. ‘Oh fuck!’ Claire cried out ‘ooohhhhh……you bitch! Aaaaggghhhhh!’ she moaned as Yuki started to rope fuck her with the middle rope.

‘Mmmmmmm’ Claire groaned, a hint of pleasure tinged with embarrassment in her desperate groans now it seemed. It didn’t take Yuki long to pick up on it either as she chided Claire ‘you like that don’t you, you dirty little hooker?’ whilst picking up the pace with the rope. ‘Ooooohhhhh! Yuki……please!’ Claire asked, sounding increasingly desperate in the face of Yuki’s onslaught. ‘Aiiieeeee…...Ooohhh……. OOOOHHHHH!’ Claire continued to moan and groan as she seemed to be heading towards an inevitable climax on the middle rope at Yuki’s hands. Then she yelled out ‘OWWWW! FUCK!!’ as Yuki kicked up hard into the middle rope, sending her falling back into the ring, practically humping the canvas as she reached her climax.

‘Dirty cow’ Yuki laughed as she entered the ring, running her right finger on the ropes where Claire’s crotch had been only moments earlier. Then she pushed Claire flat on her belly and seemed to be setting her up for another camel clutch, perhaps to finish her. In fact, her intent became pretty clear as she fish hooked Claire for a moment with that right index finger, making Claire taste herself from the ropes. Claire tried to shy away from it for a moment, but a left hand full of hair stopped her from having much chance of doing that. In truth, Yuki wasn’t intent on claiming a win here, and instead, once she had finished running her finger around the inside of Claire’s mouth, she pushed the champion’s arms off her knees and let her fall face first to the mat. ‘Yuki stood over Claire now, gesturing to the crowd as if to say ‘look at her now!’ before she went back to the hair to force Claire upright once more. Claire looked spent, body bathed in sweat as Yuki couldn’t resist a nail rake across her unprotected breasts before she waist locked her and lifted her straight into a harsh, pussy-pounding atomic drop. Where Yuki had focussed on Claire’s breasts in the first fall, now her target seemed to very much be Claire’s pussy. As she remained on Yuki’s knee, the Japanese fighter was able to re-secure the waist lock before pushing Claire back to the corner. Making sure Claire’s butt was just perched on the middle turnbuckle, Yuki set about getting her legs out through the middle ropes, quickly managing to get both into that position. Now Claire was highly vulnerable to attack, perched on the middle turnbuckle precariously, legs spread wide, arms holding the top rope for support.

Yuki stepped back half a stride, and without any further preamble, delivered a hard pussy kick, right there in the corner. Claire shrieked in pain as her head dropped towards her chest, her body sagging there in the corner with her hands just about keeping their grip on the top rope. Yuki used her hair to push her head back, brushed her lips lightly across Claire’s to bring a hint of a response from the ailing champion. Then a slap crashed across her face from Yuki, stunning her again, and giving Yuki time to produce Claire’s torn thong from her own panties and use it to deftly tie Claire’s right hand to the top ring rope. ‘We don’t want you falling now do we bitch?’ Yuki chuckled as she backed up again a half step and crashed a hard kick in to the pussy again, following in to use her body to press into the corner and make sure Claire, crying out loudly in pain, was securely in place still on that middle turnbuckle.

‘Please……; she rasped, Yuki quickly cutting off the words with another kiss on the mouth, her tongue parting Claire’s lips with ease. As she kissed the champion, Yuki had started to pull the ties at the side of her own bikini panties now. Evidently, she felt the need to be nude for the finale, although it may just have been her plan to have Claire bound even more securely to the top turnbuckle as she tied her left hand to the top rope now as well. Only now, as she was firmly bound to the ropes did Claire show an inkling that the realised the trouble she was in, starting to pull against her makeshift restraints. ‘You BITCH!’ she screamed at Yuki ‘UNTIE ME YOU CUNT!’ she spat; a sudden cry borne out of desperation building in her. ‘Make me……pussy’ Yuki laughed and then she delivered a third cruel pussy kick to immediately take that fight back out of the champion.

‘Make her suffer!’ Suki ominously advised Yuki from the corner as she nodded at her mother’s instruction. And then she did exactly as had been demanded. Leaning into Claire. She ran her left forearm roughly across her throat while she applied what she would later describe as her ‘bowling ball hold’. Starting with two fingers in the champion’s pussy to apply a claw hold that had Claire rasping in pain. A kiss was planted on Claire’s lips again momentarily, Yuki using that to keep the ailing champion off balance. ‘Now, get ready to submit whore!’ Yuki told Claire who replied ‘no…. I won’t……neveraaaaaagggghhhhh……. Aaaaaggghhh!’ as Yuki’s thumb found her asshole now, completing the hold. ‘Oh, but you will!’ Yuki confidently stated now as she cranked up the pressure on the hold.

‘AAAGGGHHHHH’ Claire screeched out in pain; ‘Please…….’ She rasped, a hint of a catch in her voice. Had Yuki brought the champion close to submission and tears?’

‘NNNGGGHHHH…...AAAAGGGGHHHH’ Claire screamed again as Yuki flatly advised her to ‘just give it up bitch, it’s over!’

‘NOOOO! AAAAGGGGHHHH…. OOOOHHHHH…. OHHHHHH!’ Claire moaned now, in pain but also surprised to find a second orgasm building rapidly in her as Yuki worked her ass and pussy intently.

‘Awwww’ Yuki mocked, kissing Claire’s face lightly now. ‘Does it hurt?......Probably!’ she laughed before shouting in Claire’s face ‘SUBMIT!’

‘Nnnngghhhh! OOOOHHHHH……. AIIIEEEE…...MMMMFFFF’ Claire moaned and groaned now as Yuki suddenly laughed ‘You dirty whore! You fucking came again!!’ before she dug her two-pronged attack into her ass and pussy even more intently. One more shriek of pain from Claire, and then, her voice breaking as she said it ‘I……I submit……please……no more Yuki……. you win……please!’

The crowd immediately started to applaud the impressive victory from the Japanese challenger. As the referee went to the find the title belt to award to her, Yuki it seemed was not quite finished with Claire just yet. Climbing on to the top ropes, she was keen to give the former champion a face full of her pussy, thrusting it into Claire’s face and demanding ‘eat bitch!’ of her.

Claire tried to shy away from it but she had now way of avoiding the neatly trimmed landing strip and Yuki’s pussy as the Japanese girl used Claire’s glossy black hair to pull her right in. And then to my surprise, perhaps the clearest indication of how thoroughly broken Claire was by the experience, her tongue started to flick hungrily at Yuki’s womanhood. ‘Mmmmmmm…. good…good; Yuki smiled, starting to grind her crotch into Claire’s face. The thrill of battle and the excitement had Yuki close to the edge already; it was only a matter of moments before she reached her own climax, squirting on Claire’s face as she did so, just to ensure the full humiliation of the former champion was complete.

Only then did the new champion climb down from the turnbuckles, untying her own panties from around Claire’s wrist and dropping them over her left shoulder as she dropped the title belt across her right shoulder. She waved to the crowd who cheered loudly as she wore the self-satisfied look of a woman who had taken what she wanted, how she wanted to. Then she walked up to Claire in the corner, groped the former champion’s pussy as she looked her in the eye and told her ‘anytime you want the rematch slut, just let me know!’

In response, Claire looked down and away from the champion, thoroughly cowed by the new title holder. ‘Thought not’ Yuki told her as she left the ring to head back to the changing room.

As I untied Claire and helped her down out of the ropes, I could tell that she was totally distraught now, just about holding it together. ‘Steve…...’ she whined as she buried her face in my shoulder ‘she……she……treated me like her bitch……I……. I don’t know if I can fight again’ Claire said, that catch in her voice once more. There was no doubt that she’d been thoroughly defeated, taken apart even by Yuki, forced to cum twice and then so thoroughly dominated that she would eat the Japanese girl’s pussy at the end of the match. For now, all I could do was put my arm around her shoulders and lead her out of the main fight room to a bit of privacy. Time would tell how she would ultimately respond to it, but right now, it seemed I had a thoroughly broken fighter on my hands!