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Sponsorship Deal

By Wolfboy

Claire returns to action, with a money making proposition

I’d been interested to hear relatively soon from Claire with an interesting proposition as she looked to return to fighting. ‘I’ve got no interest in fighting for a live audience right now Steve’ she had told me, going on ‘but, I want to fight for people to see. I’ve set up my own website and asked people to vote on who they want me to fight. Then I get the fans to sponsor it, they get to see it on video, I make money…...seems like a good idea to me’ she smiled.

‘Interesting idea’ I had to admit, ‘what are you going to do if they choose you a crazy opponent though?’ I asked her.

‘Well, for now, I’m providing them with options to vote on. I’m open to them making suggestions on who I should face, but I’m going to have a degree of control on who makes the final poll’ she told me.

‘So, are you hand picking girls you think that you’ll be able to beat easily?’ I asked her, pointing out ‘I think that’ll only work for long Claire; people like to see close fights.’

‘You’re exactly right Steve’ Claire admitted, ‘and I have thought about that. I’m looking always for experienced girls who match up well physically. I don’t intend to fight anyone I can beat easily. I also don’t intend to fight anyone that I don’t think I have a chance with either’ she told me.

‘Very wise’ I admitted before asking ‘so, where do I come in then? I mean, I assume you’re telling me this with a purpose in mind?’

‘Simple’ Claire smiled. ‘I need a cameraman I can trust Steve. You know catfights as well as anyone I can think of, will you do it for me?’ she asked.

‘Well, I’ll give it a go’ I suggested, going on ‘you know I’ve never done that before don’t you?’

‘I know that you understand the action Steve’ she told me, ‘and I’ll have three fixed cameras as well to catch most of the action. You’re going to have a handheld camera to get in real close to the action. I think people will like that’ she smiled.

I had to admit that sounded like something that would mark her fights out as special enough in the market, helping her to justify the £50 sponsor price. In addition to that, she had plans for extra sponsor levels for fans to choose outfits, choose rules, and even, she suggested, once it got off the ground, one lucky fan to attend the fights. First time out though, it would just be the £50 sponsor level, with only Claire, the opponent chosen for her, and me in the studio she had hired. An interesting idea and one that it seemed to me Claire had thought through quite well. She would have an idea who her opponent would be, but the poll would decide the final identity of the opponent, perhaps giving that woman a slight edge, knowing that should she win the poll, she could only be fighting Claire. Claire was also high profile enough in the world of catfighting to attract the interest of the sponsors. As it was, I watched the poll with great interest for the two weeks it ran for, before it was finally won by an Irish blonde, Katharine Powers. The two women would fight one week after the poll closed, with Katharine securing just about 50 % of the vote in the three woman poll. For this first fight, Claire and Katharine would fight to what Claire had put down as her ‘basic rules’ of 20 minutes of catfighting, short breaks on submission, anything goes below the neck, slaps only above it. Attire was easy enough to decide too; Claire was comfortable in just about anything or nothing, Katharine usually liked to fight in just a thong, so an easy agreement was reached. The two seemed to match up well also, Katharine an inch taller than Claire and only a couple of pounds between them, with Claire the bustier of the two ladies. Her 20 fight record suggested that Claire was the more experienced of the two, but Katharine was yet to taste defeat and had a couple of good names on her record.

The day of the fight, the studio was set up to give that real feel of a private fight. A nice touch from Claire with the room set up to look like a big lounge with mats laid at the centre, sofas at either end of the room, a couple of pictures hung on the otherwise plain walls. Katharine and Claire chatted amiably enough as everything was set up, Claire briefly in her producer role as she explained her thoughts on how things might go pre-fight. Once the action started, there would be no artistic direction required; then it would be down to the primal brutality of two ladies locked together in catty combat to provide the entertainment for the sponsors. Finally, the cameras were set to roll, I had my held hand camera rolling, ready to get in really close to the action and both ladies were seated on the sofas at the opposite sides of the room. It was show time, and Claire rose off her sofa first, pulling a white t-shirt over her head as she looked at one of the fixed cameras and said ‘I’m Claire Voss. I’m 28 years old, 5 feet 2 inches tall, 126lbs and I measure 34DD-24-35 with 15 wins and 5 losses.’ Then she stood there, hands on hips, looking over to Katharine as she adjusted the lie of her silver and pink thong on her hips. Katharine rose from her sofa now, having already discarded her t-shirt while Claire spoke, standing topless in a bright orange satin thong. She looked into that same fixed camera now, and said ‘I’m Katharine Powers, I’m 24 years old, 5 feet 3 inches tall, 129lbs and I measure 34C-25-34 with 9 wins and no losses.’ Now both ladies shook hands, then looked to me to start the timer, and as I gave them the thumbs up, the action was underway.

Putting two women together who had never fought each other before always brought with it the risk of too much caution, a long feeling out process. That wouldn’t do here with the sponsors wanting to see action; Claire needed a dynamite first fight to ensure she captured both their attention, and as importantly, their wallets for future fights. She needn’t have worried about that though as in the first ten seconds both ladies had gone straight for a slap to the other’s face, got into the hair of the other woman, and tried to wrestle the other woman to the ground that way. Both resisted those first attempts, then Katharine tested Claire’s body with a fast knee, right to the belly, drawing the first little moan of pain from the jet-haired fighter. Katharine tried to get Claire back on to the sofa that she’d just risen from moments earlier now, succeeding in bullying her back to a seated position, but any plans she had of getting Claire on her back were quickly stopped by two hard backhands to the stomach. Katharine let out a little grunt as the second backhand struck home, and that gave Claire the space to force her way to her feet. Now she kept one hand in Katharine’s blonde locks, forcing her head a little to the side while her other hand grabbed on to the back of Katharine’s satin thong. Claire had designs on forcing the bright garment in to a wedgie, possibly even of forcing the blonde to fight nude almost from the start of the bout. Katharine had a riposte though at this early stage, stinging Claire’s cheek with a fierce slap, and as she threatened to rain in more, Claire went back to a double handful of hair. Katharine responded in kind, and the two ladies were locked together in a hair tug of war, forehead to forehead, as I got in close to the action, capturing the looks of intensity and pain on their faces.

It may have been primarily a hair pulling contest at that point, but it didn’t stop Claire from leaving a vivid hand print on Katharine’s ass, two hard slaps landing almost perfectly at the same place. ‘Bitch’ Katharine complained, but then she struck back with another of those fast knees, perfectly on target as it landed to Claire’s belly. The tug of war continued, the Irish fighter getting just the better of it for the moment as Claire righted herself from that latest knee, not helped as Katharine lashed a slap up into her breasts. She made sure that her nails got in on that too, drawing a little cry of protest from Claire as the blonde gave her everything she could handle in the opening moments. It was always unwise to ignore Claire’s fighting spirit of course, but Katharine looked in a dominant mood as she started to rag Claire around by the hair, almost forcing the jet-haired fighter to lose her footing as she did so. Another chance then to bully Claire back to the sofa, and Katharine seemed to be doing just that, as she went for another knee to the body, both hands buried deep in Claire’s glossy mane of jet-black hair. Claire was waiting on the knee strike now though, and she caught the blonde’s leg, holding it against her body, and turned her quickly to dump her on the sofa instead.

Katharine was seated, both hands still in Claire’s hair as the jet-haired fighter straddled her there on the sofa. A hand behind the blonde’s head, Claire pulled the Irish woman’s face into her breasts, a smother well enough applied, but Katharine stuck with the double handed hair pulling, trying to alleviate the smother a little as she pulled hard. ‘My fucking hair!’ Claire complained, but she was in pole position for now, sat on Katharine’s lap, tits firmly in her face, and I noticed, one hand free to cause that little bit of extra damage. I moved my position, rewarded with the perfect close up just as Claire’s fingers started to knead Katharine’s left breast, drawing a little moan of pain from the blonde. Now Katharine had to try to fight back as Claire pressed her deep into the seat now, and she started to slap fiercely at Claire’s thigh. ‘Give up!’ Claire demanded, making sure her breasts remained firmly in Katharine’s face. ‘Nooo’ I heard Katharine’s muffled reply from my closer than usual vantage point, the cameraman role allowing me in closer to the action, but I also heard the telltale moan of pain as Claire went to work on her breast again, nails used to some effect to punish the Irish blonde.

‘Come on girl’ Claire taunted now, her fingers kneading away harshly at Katharine’s breasts. ‘Give up or I’ll wreck your tits!’ she cautioned the blonde who responded fierily with a slap to Claire’s thigh, but then a higher pitched whine of pain escaped the blonde’s lips, letting Claire know that she was getting to her. Still the blonde refused to give, taking a short right hand to the ribs in return for another slap to the thigh. Then Claire settled in for another bout of tit mauling, enjoying the anguished shriek of Katharine as her nails sunk in to and then twisted her left nipple. ‘I’ll rip them off!’ Claire told her, quite conversationally now, before twisting hard again, being rewarded for that with another loud shriek of pain, then the feeling of Katharine tapping out against her right thigh. The combination of smother and particularly the breast and nipple attack had forced Katharine to submit, and I remembered my other job was to stop the timer, doing that before capturing a close up of Claire’s handiwork on the blonde fighter’s breast. Surely a target then for Claire through the rest of the fight now.

There was a break now, a plan from Claire to ensure a better fight for the sponsors by making sure Katharine was ready to fight again. She knew that cut both ways of course, should she find herself in trouble in one of these fights. Both were ready to go soon enough as I told them there was ‘thirteen minutes and forty seconds left ladies’, starting the timer as the action began. There was still little in the way of preamble at the start of this second session of the fight, Katharine’s only concession to the pain in her breasts being to try and circle away to the left, trying to keep her left breast out of Claire’s range. Of course, Claire knew exactly what the blonde was trying to do, but her early attempts in round two at getting to Katharine ended with the blonde stinging her with effective slaps to the face. Katharine looked to capitalise, a kick to Claire’s left thigh striking home, but Claire recovered her balance and the fight remained on an an even footing for now. Claire’s face was targeted again by Katharine, landing two slaps with speed, and then she grabbed the hair, a solid handful of jet black hair letting her pull Claire forwards at the waist and on to a kick up into the belly. Claire groaned, confirming it was a pretty telling blow as the blonde continued to pull her hair hard. A strong yank on the hair now dropped Claire to her knees for the briefest moment, and she rose, still with Katharine in her hair, grabbing the blonde’s thong to try and wrench it into a wedgie. Katharine didn’t miss a step though despite the orange satin garment starting to cut in to her as she slapped hard at Claire’s back and dragged her nails there. Claire shrieked with pain from that and redoubled her efforts to pull Katharine’s thong even harder in her wedgie attack.

The blonde moaned as well now, but she was fighting hard, slapping up into Claire’s left breast before sinking her nails in to grab her. A hard breast maul, punishing Claire, and then she struck with a knee lift to the body once again, surprising Claire and dropping her to her knees. Chance then for Katharine to get on top, a chance that she took quickly, getting her arms around Claire’s head and pulling her into a belly smother before she started to send knees into the body again, the second breaking Claire’s wedgie attack before a third knocked her back to the mat with the Irish blonde landing on top of her. Not a full splash, but nevertheless, Katharine’s landing on top of Claire was enough to knock some of the wind out of her, and the blonde was quick to attack. Taking up a pinning position, Katharine tried to spread Claire with a grapevine; she found the jet haired fighter too strong to really spread wide, but given a degree of of control with the hold, she reached back to pull the front of Claire’s silver and pink thong. Claire whipped a slap into the side of the blonde’s left breast now, taking advantage of their proximity to attack where she had mauled her before. Katharine moaned again, slapped Claire’s face hard and then slapped down and sunk into her right breast with some enthusiasm, never releasing her pull on Claire’s thong.

‘Oh God!’ Claire whined now as the Irish woman showed her she knew just how to work breasts over as well as she did. In response, Claire whipped another slap into the blonde’s left breast and grabbed on there to maul as hard as she could. The battle entered its second half now, Katharine looking to try and even up the score with her breast attack. She went to the hair with her free hand now, starting to rag Claire’s head around by it to add to her problems. Breaking her breast maul for the briefest moment, she slapped down hard in to Claire’s right breast again, looming over her from that pinning position, nails dug in, putting the hurt on Claire. Of that there was no doubt as Claire cried out again in clear pain while she looked to work on Katharine’s left breast in reply, struggling for the leverage to make her attack really effective to help keep the blonde off her. ‘Give up!’ Katharine half asked, half demanded as Claire moaned loudly in pain once more, she was suffering at the expertly mauling hands of this blonde, but Claire had fight in her still. As I focussed the camera in on the breast punishment both were dishing out, Claire quickly broke off her maul and cracked a slap off Katharine’s face; hard and fast, the blow had the blonde more than a little surprised. Capitalising quickly on that, Claire backhanded Katharine now, hard across the face, and then, she landed with a straight punch right to the stomach. Perfectly timed to coincide with her bridging, and Claire had found her way out from under the Irish woman, who was rolled off her to the mat. She may have been out from beneath the blonde, but Katharine lashed out with a kick that caught Claire well enough in the body, and it was the blonde that kept control, trapping Claire in a front headlock as she rose from the mat.

Immediately, Katharine dropped back to her knees, Claire trying to resist following her down before the tightening headlock ensured that she had to comply with the blonde’s intent. Katharine now went flat out on the mat, right arm in snugly around Claire’s throat, a choking hold in place that Claire seemed to have little chance of escaping from. Now Katharine got back to her knees for a moment, before quickly dropping back flat with a handful of Claire’s thong as well, this time quickly starting to tear the garment. Claire cried out in pain, but the choke was of more concern than the slowly ripping thong cutting into her right now. A choke that Katharine ramped up once more, trying to sink her arm in tighter, grinding Claire’s face into the mat now with her tight grasp. Claire’s hand hovered above Katharine’s body; was she going to tap out and submit? No, instead her hand was balled up into a fist which she slammed down into the blonde's body as hard as she could. In response, Katharine ripped the thong from Claire’s body and looked to ramp the pain up even more with a nail rake, but Claire held firm, moaning loudly in pain before she surprised the blonde with her skill, reversing out of the choke to slip into position with a back hammer on her. Katharine cursed at the sudden change of position, yelped when Claire hurt her with a short knee drop to the lower back and then found herself pulled from the mat by the hair, still with her arm forced up her back. She tried to fire in an elbow back into Claire’s chest, but pressed in tightly, Claire took it harmlessly enough on the upper arm before delivering a nasty kick between the blonde’s legs, sending her to the mat.

A sudden and decisive switch in momentum, one that Claire immediately took advantage of, pulling a still moaning Katharine from the mat with a double handful of hair. Seamlessly now, she swept the blonde off her feet, a hand between her legs, and deposited her hard on the mat with a body slam. Katharine moaned loudly as Claire followed up with an elbow drop to the chest, and now the jet haired fighter was all business, shifting position quickly to take up a face sit. The blonde found her arms pinned beneath Claire’s knees, trapping them effectively, then Claire was straight into her hair, preferring to pull her into a pussy smother, rather than simply sitting on her face. Now, Katharine started to kick and bridge, trying to dislodge Claire who held her balance perfectly, legs spread just a little, butt crushing down on the blonde’s breasts. She rode those first attempts to dislodge her with some aplomb, and Katharine took a moment now to regroup, trying desperately to catch her breath as she did so. That was challenging enough with Claire pulling her face right into her naked crotch, but the Irish woman held firm for now. She started to pump knees into Claire’s back, but in turn that worsened her predicament as Claire grabbed a leg and leaned forward now, holding a perfect smothering position on her now folded opponent. Experience suggested to me it was just a matter of time now; Katharine would either tap out or pass out if she couldn’t escape, and she didn’t look much like achieving the latter. She was tough and resilient though, letting out a cry of frustration as she struggled to hold out. Then there was the tell tale sound, a muffled ‘I can’t breathe’; Claire smiled, knowing the blonde wasn’t going to hold out for much longer now. A moment of inactivity, another moan, one last desperate squirm, and then Katharine had to admit that she was done for, dropping to a 2-0 deficit as she blurted out ‘I submit!’

Claire was straight off her, and it was to her credit that she stuck to the rules to allow an opponent a long break after a submission, wanting to provide the best possible match to her sponsors. She knew of course, that to carry on immediately, to press home that advantage, would have seen her able to dominate the remaining time in the match. Of which there were three minutes that provided Katharine with scant time to get the match back on an even keel, but maybe the chance for a spot of retribution at least. With that in mind. I’d probably have expected Claire, fighting naked now, to adopt a cautious style to try and steer clear of Katharine. That would have been in the field of championship catfighting though; this was catfighting to entertain paying customers. That meant that instead, the last three minutes of action were a romp of catty brutality, starting with Claire delivering a nail slash across Katharine’s pert breasts. The Irish fighter squealed, then slapped Claire’s face before trying to grab her hair. Claire avoided that and whipped in a right hand to the body that looked to have the blonde on the back foot. Not so, as she replied with two fast, stinging slaps to the face and then grabbed the underside of Claire’s right breast in a maul. ‘You bitch!’ Claire complained, but immediately went for a crotch maul through Katharine’s orange thong. ‘You dirty cow!’ Katharine complained as the fight became a mauling contest for a moment, pain etched on both faces, neither evidently with a real advantage.

Claire was happy enough with the status quo for now, fairly sure that Katharine wasn’t going to submit her with the breast attack, despite her pained protests. She was stunned though as Katharine broke it off to surprise her with two fast slaps to the face, and losing her grip of the crotch maul, she was quickly on the receiving end of one of those fast knees to the body again. That took the wind out of her late on in the twenty minute tussle, and it definitely looked like a move Katharine could have used to great effect in a no time limit bout to really wear Claire out. Here, time was running short as she lifted Claire to body slam her hard, repaying her for that move at least. Then she dropped into a cross pin, not bothering to control Claire’s arms, inviting her to pull hair and her thong as she attacked late on with a crotch claw on the naked jet haired fighter. Claire howled out suddenly, feeling the effective hold on well so late in the day, but to her relief the buzzer to signal time went after she had endured just a few seconds of the hold, giving her a 2-0 win in her first sponsored fight.

Katharine got off her, and the two shook hands, Katharine admitting Claire to be a fair winner on the day, but she also warned ‘I’d take another shot at you Claire, anytime.’

‘I think I might enjoy that’ Claire admitted. ‘But if we do though’ she continued, ‘we do that in private, no time limit, anything goes, until one gives up the whole fight?’ she suggested to Katharine.

‘I like how you think Claire’ Katharine admitted, ‘you’ll regret it, but I like it...’