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Hidden in Plain Sight

By Wolfboy

Elaine rematches Ravishing Rachel in a match that isn’t what it seems

When we returned from Texas, it was to find that Elaine had finally got her return match with the pro wrestler Ravishing Rachel set up. This was going to be a catfight, but one with a real difference; the two would catfight on a pro wrestling show in front of a crowd who thought they were watching two professional wrestlers go at it. Instead, they would be watching two ladies dressed as pro wrestlers going at it in a rules catfight in front of them. Could Elaine and Rachel pull it off without them realising? Time would tell, but they were both determined to get the job done, even if it might require a little creativity in the rules that were agreed. Unlike pretty well every other catfight that I’d ever seen, for starters, there would be no stripping allowed. Grabbing in side the suits they would wear wasn’t allowed either, although both ladies would wear fishnet tights that were expected to take the brunt of their clothes ripping ire. Given those rules, this was going to be as much a submission fight as anything. One which would start each round looking like a pro wrestling match and go in whatever direction Rachel and Elaine could then take it.

It was nominally going to take place as an old-fashioned Brit-pro wrestling match, to be fought over six rounds of 4 minutes. It would only be possible to win by submission, a necessary move to allow the match to take place without the referee being in on the deal completely as well. As far as he was aware it was simply two pro wrestlers that were in a bit of a disagreement with each other and were going to work it out the old-fashioned way. That was partly true; Elaine and Rachel were going to work it out in the old-fashioned way, but they were in total agreement on the matter!

Elaine and Rachel’s match would appear third on a five match card, giving the fans plenty of the pro style action that they’d come to see. Elaine and Rachel might well give them something a little different, and as Elaine waited just behind the entrance curtain, I could tell that the nerves were there for her. She hadn’t fought in front of a crowd before, so the crowd of 200 gathered on three sides of a ring in a small theatre, some 75 miles from home to help protect Elaine’s anonymity a little was a new experience for her. To help her a little more in keeping her identity under wraps, she wore a black and silver Luchadora mask that hid her face from view. The mask also perfectly matched the rest of Elaine’s outfit as she had chosen to reprise her look as Tanzi’s mum from the first time she had asked Emma about wrestling as she was due to play the role in the school play. A strappy black swimsuit with a silver sequinned lightning bolt emblazoned on the front of it, fishnets over glossy tights, silver sequinned knee and elbow pads and a pair of black patent leather, knee high wrestling boots. Platinum blonde dyed hair, longer than when she had first played the role, still spiky on top; it was like Elaine had adopted the new persona perfectly for today.

Just like on that night as well, I found as we waited to head to the ring, the strains of AC-DC’s Thunderstruck filled the little theatre. ‘I needed some entrance music’ Elaine shrugged as we headed through the entrance curtain, Elaine throwing the odd insult in the direction of some ring side fans, as she tried to get into the character of the pro wrestling heel. For all that her opponent, Ravishing Rachel, was a big girl, she was one that stuck closely to the rules and was popular around the circuit, meaning that Elaine had to play the role of the bad girl pre match. She took it to heart too, getting into the ring now and up onto the second rope in the corner to send a little more vitriol in the direction of the ringside fans. Elaine’s theme music stopped now, the crowd booed her a little more much to her enjoyment, then they cheered as they heard Ravishing Rachel’s theme music, Rock Superstar by Cypress Hill hit. There at the curtain now was Rachel, the vivacious and buxom jet-haired wrestler who cut such an impressive and imposing figure. One we knew could fight as well as evidenced in her last match with Elaine, as well as on an extensive back catalogue of real matches too. In contrast to Elaine playing the classic pro wrestling heel, Rachel now toured the ringside exchanging high fives with the majority at ringside before sliding into the ring to exchange a look with Elaine. A smouldering look of intent from both women tinged with some amusement at what they, and nobody else, knew they were about to do. Rachel, I could see now, had also chosen a strappy black swimsuit, hers with a gold band across the top of the breasts and a gold and white flower emblazoned across her breasts. She too wore fishnets over shimmering tights with knee high black wrestling boots. No knee pads and only one elbow pad worn on her right arm for the experienced professional wrestler who wore her jet-black hair straight to the middle of her back.

‘Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a ladies match to be fought in the traditional Brit-pro style over six rounds of four minutes each. This is a special grudge match to be settled only by one submission or a knockout. There can be no disqualification or count out. First introducing to you, from parts unknown, weighing in at 10 stones and 10 lbs, Lady Bolt!’ At that, I was surprised to see Elaine stepping forward to give the booing crowd another ear bending; apparently the fighting schoolteacher had adopted a pro wrestling alter-ego for the night. As she returned to the corner, the boos of the crowd ringing in her ears, she laughed at my surprised look, saying ‘well, Elaine Smith didn’t seem very wrestler-ish. I used a name generator on the internet!’ she shrugged.

‘And her opponent is from Hove, England, weighing in at 13 stones 4 lbs, Ravishing Rachel!’ The announcer finished. The crowd cheered long and loud for Rachel who stepped to centre ring doing a little twirl to acknowledge the crowd. Usually that twirl would have been the heel’s cue to jump the glamazon, but not today. This was to be a fair fight, hidden in plain sight in a pro wrestling ring in front of 250 fans. Elaine waited patiently in the corner now; the announcer left the ring, taking a seat at a ringside table where he would double as the time keeper. ‘Seconds out…round one’ he spoke into the microphone, chiming the ring bell, and the two ladies moved out of their corners, circling each other in an anti-clockwise direction for the briefest of moments before they locked up, a traditional pro wrestling collar and elbow tie up that Rachel used to force Elaine back to a corner of the ring. A shuddering forearm to the breasts froze the busty school teacher there with her back to the turnbuckles and Rachel took advantage, ploughing a shoulder deep in to Elaine’s body. Using the middle rope to help propel her back at Elaine, Rachel went for another shoulder, but this time Elaine was waiting with a knee lift up to the body that backed the big wrestler up towards the centre of the ring. Elaine rushed her, looking to clothesline her to the mat, but Rachel blocked it and effectively hip tossed Elaine to the mat. As Elaine landed, she groaned as a full weight leg drop landed across her breasts and Rachel was able to take control with a side headlock, secured down on the mat, but used to force Elaine to her feet.

Elaine backed her to the ropes and looked to fire Rachel off in to the opposite ropes after a forearm to the ribs had loosened her grip just enough. Setting herself for a body tackle though, Elaine was reminded that with momentum behind her, Rachel was quite a force, simply running over ‘Lady Bolt’ to knock her back to the mat. Rachel had a strong strategy it seemed as she landed another leg drop across Elaine’s breasts before she retook the same side headlock, this time remaining seated on the mat and pulling Elaine’s face just slightly into her big breasts to add just a hint of a smother to the move. Using Rachel’s jet-black hair, Elaine was slowly able to force her way to her feet again, and it looked like the same game would play out as Elaine backed Rachel to the ropes and delivered two hard shots to the ribs. This time though, as she fired Rachel off to the opposite ropes, Elaine grabbed for her jet-black hair and immediately ripped Rachel to the canvas harshly. Rachel grabbed her scalp, moaning in pain as her feet drummed the mat hard; Elaine soaked up the booing of the crowd, making an exaggerated gesture of brushing hair from her fingers. Then she raised the ire of the crowd some more as she spread Rachel’s legs wide before delivering a leg drop straight to the crotch. As the crowd howled in derision of Elaine’s apparent foul play, Rachel howled in pain down on the mat, making them think they were watching the most convincing bit of selling of a move.

In truth, no selling was needed as Elaine had genuinely nailed Rachel low, and she looked to take advantage in the first round now, snapping her legs around the jet haired wrestler’s head in a tight head scissors. As Rachel groaned again, the crowd started to get behind her with a chant of ‘Rachel…Rachel…Rachel!’ as the powerful pro wrestler started to fire up for a comeback; then Elaine cruelly raked her eyes drawing more derision from the crowd. That was of little concern to Elaine who kept the scissors on while rolling to her front and starting to do press ups in that position each time driving Rachel’s head into the mat between her knees. An unusual punishment for the pro wrestler, but then the crowd cheered again as she managed to squirm her head free of the scissor hold, and she ended round one on top, Elaine trapped face down on the mat, back in that tight side headlock with Rachel cranking her neck hard. The bell rang to end that first round, Rachel cheekily twanging the shoulder strap of Elaine’s swimsuit to the crowd’s delight before returning to her corner. Elaine came back to the corner, smiling behind her mask, apparently enjoying the fight so far.

‘Does it look OK’ was her first question to me in the corner ‘is it convincing them?’ she asked.

‘They’re lapping it up at the moment Lady Bolt’ I smirked as she laughed ‘and you’re doing great so far. Remember, four minute rounds mean quick action, so be ready for fast starts!’ I suggested.

‘Will do Steve’ she said before embracing her heel persona fully to engage in a little verbal jousting with a ringside fan before the announcer called ‘seconds out…round two!’ and on the chime of the bell, the action got back underway with Elaine and Rachel circling anti-clockwise before moving in for the lock up. This time, Rachel surprised Elaine though, brushing her arms aside before shooting a knee to the stomach to wind Elaine. The crowd loved to see their favourite back on top early, and cheered again as she used a right hand to Elaine’s masked jaw to drop her to her knees. Now it was a combination of hair and mask that pulled Elaine back upright before a headbutt sent her back to the canvas a little dazed. ‘One more?’ Rachel asked, playing to the crowd a little and paying for it immediately as Elaine used a lunging headbutt to the stomach to stop her in her tracks.

Now Lady Bolt asked the crowd ‘one more?’ before she delivered a second lunging headbutt low to the belly and knocked Rachel to the canvas on her backside. Elaine took back control for the moment, a handful of hair to steady Rachel for an elbow to the top of the head, dazing the bigger woman before she then got her to her feet. Now, Elaine pointed at the turnbuckles in her own corner, leading Rachel in to smack her head into the top turnbuckle. A smack cracked across the ample butt of the pro wrestler now, the sound drawing more fury from the crowd as Elaine woman-handled their favourite. Clenching her right fist now, Elaine spun Rachel round so her back was to the turnbuckle and she climbed on to the middle rope to start delivering punches to the top of the head. Rachel looked to be floundering, but it was Elaine who was suddenly in trouble as Rachel waist locked her and delivered a pussy pounding atomic drop out of the corner to put Elaine in some trouble. Frozen in place, pain burning in her crotch, she was like a startled deer trapped in the headlights as Rachel bounced off the ropes and simply ran her over with a shoulder check. Bowled to the mat, Elaine was slow to her feet as Rachel signalled ‘one more!’ to her fans and hit the ropes again before bulldozing Elaine to the canvas once again.

It was a somewhat groggy Elaine who was helped to her feet by Rachel and swept straight up into a rib cracking bear hug by her powerful opponent. Elaine cried out in pain from that almost instantly as she was held clear of the mat. ‘Give it up Bolt!’ Rachel implored; Elaine responded by clapping her arms hard around Rachel’s ears forcing the hold to be broken quickly. Elaine hit the ropes now, launching herself into a flying tackle and immediately she encountered Rachel’s great power as she simply caught her, parading the shocked blonde around the ring for a moment before dropping her across her knee in a back breaker. Elaine dropped to the mat and it was definitely going to be a punishing end to round two for her despite her best attempts to defend. Rachel slowly turned her on to her belly and sat in deep for a Boston crab that had Elaine howling in pain but just about holding in there until the bell rescued her from further punishment.

Rachel headed back to her corner now, looking pretty sprightly, enjoying the chants of ‘Rachel…Rachel…Rachel’ from her fans in the crowd. In contrast, Elaine hobbled back to the corner, favouring her back as she did, but remembering to kick the bottom rope and angrily tell a section of the crowd to ‘shut it!’ as she covered her ears to stick to her heel persona.

‘Shit! That hurt!’ Elaine moaned as she came to the corner. ‘She really had that on well’ she pointed out.

‘Looked it’ I agreed. ‘She’s going to want to come at you had now I think Lady Bolt…maybe you can play on the pro style element here a bit. See if you can buy a bit of time?’ I suggested, pointing out ‘she’ll kind of have to play along with it for a short time at least?’

‘Not a bad idea Steve’ she agreed as the announcer told everyone ‘seconds out…round three.’ At the chime of the bell, a fan shouted out ‘You suck Lady Bolt! Rachel’s going to get you now!’ and Elaine took her cue, rolling out of the ring to hold an exchange with the opinionated fan. It was classic pro wrestling circus from Elaine to buy a little more time at the start of the third round, and even Rachel couldn’t help but have a wry smile before she reached through the ropes to grab Elaine’s blonde hair to force her onto the ring apron. Then that wry smile disappeared quickly as Elaine dropped back to the floor, her arm around Rachel’s neck to clothesline her on the ring ropes. Elaine now mocked the crowd for a moment, tapping her temple to indicate how clever she was before she grabbed Rachel’s hair, pulling so that she was positioned lying with her head out beneath the bottom rope of the ring. Elaine backed up a little, then delivered a flat-footed kick to the side of the head now, dazing the big jet haired wrestler. The crowd booed loudly, Elaine turning to flip them the middle finger as she continued to fully embrace her heel persona, before she rolled back into the ring, grabbing Rachel’s legs to pull her back beneath the bottom rope fully into the ring. Elaine kept hold of her legs now, spreading them as she hovered her boot over Rachel’s stomach; the pro wrestler begged off now, pleading with Elaine not to stomp her again, so she didn’t, instead snapping Rachel’s legs wide like a wishbone to draw a cry of pain from her. She took hold of the legs again now, spreading them wide, and this time Elaine delivered a falling head butt, forehead landing squarely in Rachel’s crotch to draw a cry of pain again on impact.

Now Elaine waited, lurking behind Rachel, waiting for the jet haired wrestler to reach all fours before she jumped up and levelled her with an elbow across the shoulders. Elaine had managed to turn the momentum again now, and she decided it was time to bring Rachel to her feet, Irish Whipping her hard into the turnbuckles as she did so. A cautious approach from Elaine allowed her to block an attempted kick to the body before she subdued her bigger opponent, holding the middle ropes to drive a shoulder deep into her body there in the corner. Elaine backed up now, across the ring to the opposite corner, setting off at a run as she screamed at Rachel, or maybe the crowd, looking for all the world like she would deliver an avalanche splash in the corner. Rachel, unable to move in time, braced herself for the inevitable impact, which didn’t actually come as Elaine stopped short and slapped the taste out of a surprised Rachel’s mouth. It was pretty effective, especially in raising the fury of the crowd; playing on that for a moment proved to be a mistake for Elaine though. As she tried to monkey flip Rachel out of the corner, she found that Ravishing Rachel had taken a death grip on the top ropes, and was able to shrug off the attempt, making Elaine fall to the mat at her feet. Now it was Rachel’s turn to target the pussy, spreading Elaine’s legs to deliver a knee drop that had Elaine groaning loudly in pain down on the mat. The crowd seemed to find no issue with Rachel’s use of the low blow, and again, a round that had started well for Elaine would end with her on the receiving end, this time taking an abdominal stretch and stomach claw from Rachel, causing her plenty of pain. The bell went, rescuing her again from another rough situation, and the crowd cheered as Rachel pushed her to the mat as she headed back to her corner.

‘She’s getting tired’ Elaine said as she came back to the corner now. ‘That still hurt, but it wasn’t as bad as the crab!’ she opined.

‘Time to go on the attack then Lady Bolt?’ I suggested, adding ‘can you up the tempo maybe?’

‘I’m going to try’ she told me. ‘It’s the best chance I have of winning I think’ she finished, as the announcer called for the start of round four.

Good to her word, Elaine looked for that fast start too, lashing a kick across Rachel’s stomach and stunning her with a right hand to the jaw, as she refused the lock up at the start of the round. Immediately she backed Rachel to the ropes, attempting an Irish Whip that the bigger woman reversed, sending Elaine to the opposite ropes. Elaine ducked a clothesline attempt from Rachel and picking up momentum off the ropes again, she used a shoulder check on her. It may not have floored the jet haired wrestler, but it rocked her for Elaine to surprise everyone in attendance, quite possibly including herself, by lifting and body slamming Rachel in the centre of the ring. Rachel moaned from the impact, but Elaine wanted her back to her feet quickly and almost paid for rushing in to grab the hair to try and pull her up as Rachel shot a right hand low in to her body. Elaine put that fire out with another right hand to the jaw, stopping Rachel there on her knees, on the mat in front of her. Elaine backed up to the ropes now and delivered a shotgun drop-kick to floor Rachel, both feet crashing into the voluptuous wrestler’s breasts. Now Elaine was back into the hair, getting Rachel back to her feet to deliver a good old-fashioned Brit-pro posting, hard into the corner turnbuckles that saw Rachel drop to her backside in the corner. Elaine looked to be on top now, her prediction that Rachel was tiring looking correct; the jet haired wrestler did know her way round a ring though. As Elaine came into the corner, Rachel grabbed the front of her swimsuit, using it as leverage to send Elaine out between the top and middle ropes to the floor.

The crowd cheered Rachel, quite possibly for the fact that her use of the swimsuit had given them quite an eyeful of Elaine’s impressive breasts, but Elaine was quick to recover, clambering back on to the apron of the ring quickly. Rachel tried to intercept her now, going between the top and middle rope to try and shoulder check Elaine back to the floor. Perhaps living up to her new Lady Bolt nickname, Elaine proved she was fleet of foot now, dodging to the side as she grabbed the top rope. Then she swung back round, putting plenty of force behind a hard kick to Rachel’s breasts that dropped the pro wrestler back into the ring on her backside, groaning loudly in pain. Elaine slipped back between the ropes, all business now as she felt she had Rachel in big trouble, and she had plans to put her away. Back in her bigger opponent’s hair, she forced her to her feet and sent Rachel back into the corner, going with her to make sure that she hit the unforgiving turnbuckles chest first. If that impact winded Rachel, the next was devastating to her as Elaine showed some surprising skills to take her down in a lung blower, using a combination of shoulder and jet-black hair to pull Rachel back down on to her raised knees.

That really drove the air out of Rachel’s body now as she moaned in pain, rolling on the mat as she desperately tried to catch her breath. In a straight up catfight, Elaine’s route of attack would have been pretty simple here; sit on her face and work on any sensitive parts of the body she could grab hold of. The public and secretive nature of the real match here meant that she had to try and finish Rachel off in a different way. With time relatively well on her side, Elaine had a plan, first of all forcing Rachel into a seated position. Then she sat in behind her, locking her feet in a tight body scissors before she hooked her arms under Rachel’s arms and rocked back to lift Rachel into a keister bounce, driving her ass into the unforgiving canvas. Rachel let out a yelp of pain from that impact, but it was really just the setup for what Elaine had planned, distracting the curvaceous pro wrestler perfectly with the painful impact as she wrapped her up in a sleeper hold. Left arm in tight across the throat, right securing the hold with the bonus of a handful of hair while her strong thighs started to pour the pressure on. Elaine had Rachel in big trouble here; could she make it tell before time ran out in the round?

Rachel let out a loud, anguished cry as she felt the power in Elaine’s legs coming to bear on her body as the crowd started to chant for her again. Her legs were working perfectly in conjunction with the sleeper hold, one choking Rachel, the other guaranteeing that she remained pretty well starved of oxygen to keep fighting. Elaine had the sleeper in deep and she ragged Rachel’s head around, using the hair hold to assist her as she did so. Rachel, growing in desperation now, started to pull at Elaine’s arms, finding no give, no weakness in the strong grasp of the school teacher. Finding no change there, Rachel went to the legs, punching at them, clawing, ripping Elaine’s fishnet tights as she did so. ‘You’ll pay for those!’ Elaine admonished, ragging Rachel’s head again as she told her to ‘give it up Ravishing Rachel!’

‘No……I……mmmnngghhh!’ Rachel moaned, trying to resist as her fans rallied behind her once more.

‘Shut up!’ Elaine yelled out at the ringside fans ‘she’s done……ssshhh……let her sleep!’ she mocked, still showcasing her pro wrestling heel persona well.

‘Whadya say Rachel?’ the referee asked now, seeing that Elaine seemed to have her pretty well subdued. Time was ticking down, but with the sleeper in deep there was a limit to how long Rachel could resist her. Another crank on the sleeper, a hard, long squeeze of those thighs and Rachel let out a bit of a whimper as her fans in the crowd started to go a little quiet. ‘Give up!’ Elaine demanded now. rag dolling Rachel’s head around in the sleeper hold once more. One last rip at her tights from Rachel, now tearing a hold in the shimmering tights beneath her fishnets. Another punch to the thigh, and then it was over, Rachel’s hand tapping furiously at Elaine’s legs as she submitted. The referee raised Elaine’s arm in victory as she blonde school teacher yelled at the crowd ‘look at your girl now! You people should cheer for Lady Bolt now!’ she demanded, enticing a predictable chorus of derision from the crowd before she stood over Rachel for a moment, striking a victory pose before she headed for the back with me, and a wave of booing, following her. Behind the entrance curtain, she burst into a big smile as the mask came off and she told me ‘that was amazing! Being able to play off the crowd like that. And I think they brought it as well?’ she asked me.

‘They did! Lapped it up!’ came a voice from behind us; Ravishing Rachel having been ‘helped’ to the back by her second. She was none the worse for wear and she hugged Elaine, the two pretty elated to have carried off their audacious plan to hold a real catfight under the guise of a pro wrestling match. Even the promoter of the show was happy as he told them both ‘if you ever want to do that again, you just call me you hear? And you’ he said, looking at Elaine ‘you worked the crowd like a pro, they hated you! Brilliant job, well done!’ he told her.

‘You were good at that’ Rachel agreed with him ‘are you sure that you’ve never done this before?’ she laughed.

‘I have to deal with young people who are pissed off with me often enough when I’m teaching’ Elaine laughed. ‘Just tonight, I could really lay into them for it.’

‘Well, you’ve improved loads’ Rachel congratulated her. ‘You really deserved to win tonight. I can admit that, and you’ve earned this’ she told Elaine now, pulling her in close to kiss her just as she had at the end of their first encounter. That lip lock with her favourite wrestler threatened to melt Elaine into a hot mess before she just about recovered her composure.

‘I do have one more favour to ask you though Elaine’ Rachel asked. ‘You got such heat from that crowd by beating me and riling them at every chance you got, would you reprise Lady Bolt one last time so that I can beat you in a worked pro match here please? I think we could really take the roof off this place!’ she told Elaine who beamed with delight at the thought of being a pro wrestler for a night.

‘It would be my honour!’ she smiled, lost in the thought of it for a moment. But pro wrestling matches were one thing; tonight, Elaine had demonstrated her improvement in catfighting once again. Her record had moved to 6 & 2, and I wondered if we might be reaching the point of needing to find her some more challenging opposition on a regular basis now?