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Claire’s Kryptonite
By Wolfboy
Claire gets a shot at Kensi and her lightweight title, but can she get the job done?
Despite not having fought for the Smythe organisation for a while after losing the lightweight title to Yuki Yammamoto, as a former champion on two occasions, Claire was never far from a title shot. In fact, I was more than a little surprised to find she was Kensi’s opponent of choice for a voluntary title defence as her first defence of the Smythe Lightweight Title. Sara seemed to have earmarked the jet haired fighter for her recent problems with Yuki; Kensi had shown that she was able to adapt to a more sexual style of fighting. Perhaps that would be a way she might get to Claire. I was still Claire’s registered manager, and I felt it to be my job to tell her about this style change for the blonde recently. ‘She still likes to fight Claire’ I pointed out, ‘but she has got sex fighting as part of her repertoire these days as well’ I told her.
‘Another of those cheap little whores that likes to sex fight!’ Claire tutted, her disdain for the style evident. ‘It’s supposed to a fight not a fucking sex show!’ she told me, anger flaring in her voice.
‘And you can make it be exactly that’ I told her. ‘You have to make it a fight, and don’t give her anything to use against you. No going in topless or nude from the start for starters, make her work for it.’ I suggested.
‘Actually a good idea Steve’ Claire admitted. ‘I love to put my body on show up against other women in a fight, I admit it. But against these little whores, it can be a disadvantage and I’m not going to give that little bitch a free ride’ she declared.
That seemed logical enough to me, but Kensi then regained the upper hand quickly in a pre fight rules discussion when she told Claire ‘there won’t be any sex fighting allowed in the rules. I only do that against girls that I think are pretty’ she smirked as Claire smouldered with anger. Something of a master class in getting under the skin of an opponent by Kensi; I was pretty sure I spotted the influence of Sara in there somewhere…
A day later, even as we waited in the Smythe ring for Kensi, Claire was still burning with thinly veiled fury. ‘Not pretty!’ she huffed, ‘who does that skank think that she is?’
‘She’s someone who has got under your skin right now Claire’ I pointed out, ‘so calm down and ram those words back down her throat when you get started’ I suggested of Claire who unusually for her had kept her robe demurely fastened shut at this point in proceedings. We didn’t have to wait long for the appearance of Kensi either as the blonde was quickly guided to the ring by Sara. The blonde slipped through the ropes as near to our corner as she could, muttered ‘ugly bitch’ in Claire’s general direction to keep that anger burning, and then headed to her corner still also wearing a robe that covered her fighting attire. Claire was already on a short fuse as the ring announcer began ‘Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a best of 3 submissions fight for the Smythe Lightweight Championship. It is no holds barred with the exception of sex fight tactics, and has no time limit. First of all, let me introduce the challenger, herself a former two time Smythe Lightweight Champion. At 5 feet 2 inches tall, 127lbs, 34DD-24-26, with a record of 17 wins, 5 losses and a draw, this is Claire Voss.’ The crowd cheered for Claire, a popular enough figure in Smythe action as she tended to save her more vindictive bitchiness for private action. She dropped her robe to the mat to reveal she wore a Supergirl print triangle bikini set, her nails painted alternatively in red, blue and gold to match the colour of her bikini.
On that basis, Kensi couldn’t have chosen her outfit to any better effect. As the announcer waited a moment to introduce her, she dropped her robe too, revealing a beautiful bright green bra and booty shorts set in fine lace, her title belt strapped to her waist. ‘Her opponent if the Smythe Lightweight Champion. At 5 feet 2 inches tall, 133lbs, and measuring 36DD-25-36, with a record of 17 wins and 4 losses, this is Kensi Welsh’ he finished, the crowd now cheering for the blonde champion. These were two well matched fighters in the lightweight division, both short, curvy and powerful. They also didn’t really like each other too much, sparks more or less guaranteed to fly as they came together for instructions from the referee. ‘I’m like your kryptonite in this, bitch!’ Kensi told Claire, indicating her green outfit as neither listened to a word the referee was saying to them.
‘Stupid twat!’ Claire shot back.
Undeterred, Kensi just laughed as she asked Claire ‘what exactly is your super power then? Is it just being incredibly ugly, Superbitch?’ the blonde once again trying to get a rise out of Claire.
It worked too as the jet haired fighter took aim with a slap to the face having heard just about enough from her blonde opponent. That earned her a rebuke as the referee basically womanhandled Claire back to her corner, telling her to ‘wait for the bell Claire!’
‘Well hurry up and bloody ring it then!’ Claire demanded, clearly itching now to get at Kensi who just smirked at her cockily from the opposite corner. The champion had clearly achieved her first aim of a revved up Claire, a challenger who wasn't thinking too straight. And that would prove to be just perfect for the blonde as Claire rushed in at the sound of the bell swinging some wide slaps and punches at Kensi’s body. The blonde stepped in close, taking some of these early shots on her arms for the most part, then she went with a straight one-two to the belly, and Claire’s early fire was quelled by the two well timed body punches. Her next move almost extinguished that fire completely as she used Claire’s jet black hair to pull her onto a knee lift to the face that Claire just got her hands in place to block the worst of. She was still knocked to her back though, in something of a daze at the hands of the champion. Kensi was on the attack now, into Claire’s hair to force her up to her feet and into a corner where she delivered a big slap to the top of Claire’s breasts, taking good care not to get any fabric between the palm of her hand and Claire’s skin to get maximum effect.
Claire howled as she felt the stinging pain burn in her breasts as Kensi immediately rocked her to follow up with a hard slap to the face, then a handful of Claire’s jet black hair helped Kensi throw her roughly from the corner. Claire landed untidily, her back to Kensi, and she didn’t really see the follow up attack coming as Kensi nailed her with a kick across the upper back and shoulders. Claire cried out then as she felt Kensi’s hand in her hair, dragging her roughly towards the ropes where she forced Claire’s throat across the middle rope and disdainfully sat on her back, pushing her harder on to the rope. As Kensi sat there, a modicum of boredom across her face it seemed as she seemed to be checking her nails, Claire protested ‘get…...off…...me!’ an edge to her voice as she got choked. Kensi simply smacked her backside before pulling her Supergirl bikini into a wedgie and as Claire moaned again, it did appear that the confident looking blonde had things going firmly her way. Another smack landed making Claire yelp in protest, then Kensi played her fingernails up Claire’s back, lightly in truth, but just showing the jet haired fighter what to expect if she got out of line. Claire tried to throw an elbow back at Kensi, but such was the blonde’s position as she toyed with her in the early going, that it served no purpose. Kensi confidently smacked Claire’s butt a third time, but this time, she cockily got off Claire, going back to the centre of the ring to tell her ‘come on you ugly bitch, let’s fight!’
By now, Claire was seething it was fair to say and she rushed at Kensi, swinging wildly with flailing slaps and punches. Flailing but ineffective for the most part though, Kensi taking most of them harmlessly on her arms before, with the venom starting to go out of Claire’s fierce flurry, she tagged her once, very effectively, with a straight right hand to the mouth. Claire staggered for a moment, was frozen on the spot a moment longer, and was bulldozed to the mat by Kensi who stepped in with a clothesline. Claire tried to roll to her knees, only for Kensi to catch her with a flat footed to the side of the face; not really a kick, more a push, but enough to floor Claire again. Kensi was quick to deliver a leg drop across Claire’s big breasts straight away, but she wanted the jet haired former champion on her feet, something she achieved with a fierce handful of hair. She lifted Claire too, straight into what looked like it might be a body slam or a backbreaker; she had carefully adjusted her grip though to drop Claire chest first to the mat. That was an impact to wind a fighter, as was Kensi’s follow up attack with a knee drop to the small of the back, drawing a cry of pain from Claire. The crowd hadn’t expected to see the former title holder in such trouble early in the bout, but here she was, in the deepest of trouble as Kensi started to choke her from that position on her back. Not just any kind of choke either; it was Claire’s own jet black hair wrapped around her throat tightly by Kensi who was delighted to find it long enough to act as her ally here.
Knee still planted in Claire’s back, Kensi pulled back hard, the hair in snugly across Claire’s throat as she told her ‘I’m your kryptonite Super Bitch….now give up!’
‘Nooo!’ Claire rasped, desperation evident in her voice as she felt the constricting choke and the pain of that knee in her back.
‘Yesss!’ Kensi taunted, demanded even, as she kept the punishing pressure up. It may have been early in the bout, but Claire was in dire trouble and it was tough to see how she was going to escape it. Her hands had nothing to pull at to loosen the choke, other than her own glossy clack hair that was tightly around her throat. She was fading already at the hands of her rival in this first fall; fading to the extent that it was only a few more seconds before the rasped out ‘I submit!’ and Kensi was forced to break the hold by the referee. That she broke the hold by slamming Claire face first to the mat by her hair was neither here nor there; it was no holds barred so there was no serious rebuke to the blonde from the referee at this point. That she had forced the first submission in just over 3 minutes was more of a concern. Claire had barely got an attack in against the curvaceous little blonde and she found herself 1-0 down. Maybe Kensi really was kryptonite to Claire. Time would tell through the rest of the bout, but I got Claire back to the corner quickly, determined to give her as much time to get herself back together there.
‘Got to stop letting her get under your skin Claire’ I told her as she sat down, hair looking more than a little dishevelled where it had been used to choke her. ‘That’s exactly what she wants’ I continued, ‘to wind you up, get you off your game and take advantage!’
‘I know….I know!’ Claire shot back, a little exasperated as she went on ‘I just don’t like her, she makes me want to rip her fucking tits off!’
‘I see that, but she’s using that against you right now Claire. You’re a better fighter, but not if she’s in your head like that’ I pointed out as the referee called for the start of the second fall. I wasn’t sure I’d got through to Claire completely, but I knew she couldn’t win the fight if she didn’t stop Kensi from winning the mind games so easily. From across the ring, Kensi fairly beamed as the action was rejoined and she told Claire ‘come on Super Ugly Bitch, lets fight!’
‘Fuck you, you little cunt!’ Claire shot back, trying to control the anger rising in her as she held back for now, content to circle, maybe remembering how fall one had progressed. She slammed a jab into the mouth of Kensi too, following it with another to the left breast as fall two started out in a more controlled manner. ‘Not so mouthy now are you?’ she taunted Kensi as she rocked the blonde’s head left then right with a fast combination of slaps too. The jet haired former champion concluded a very satisfactory start to round two then as she took Kensi’s long blonde hair, wrapped it round her fist, and forced the blonde to eat the top turnbuckle in her own corner, twice. ‘Come on gobshite!’ Claire admonished now, cuffing Kensi with a slap around the top of the head, as she enjoyed the chance to work Kensi over. A punch went into the kidney area now, Kensi groaning as the knuckles impacted on her flesh, and the blonde slumped forward against those turnbuckles in the corner. Claire pressed into her from behind for a second, snaking a hand around Kensi’s neck while her other hand latched on to her left breast to give that a good mauling too. Kensi cried out in pain and a bit of concern at the tightening choke around her neck, but she was able to fight the jet haired fighter off to some degree, thrusting her own butt back to catch her in the belly.
It wasn’t much, but it forced Claire off her at least for long enough to allow Kensi to turn, but she did so straight into a slashing chop across the breasts that drew a yelp from the blonde as it threatened to lift her breasts from her top. Immediately, Claire grabbed Kensi’s flowing blonde hair to pull her from the corner, past Claire so that her back was to the jet haired woman who kicked her across the back of the legs to knock her to her knees. ‘Now, lets see about this kryptonite shit, you little bitch!’ Claire taunted as she used her foot between Kensi’s shoulder blades to push her face first to the mat in front of her. A stomp followed to the middle of the back, then Claire placed one foot between Kensi’s shoulders, pressed it down and grabbed her blonde hair to pull hard. It was a very effective way of pulling hair as Claire’s foot stopped Kensi from moving with the hair pull, allowing her to ramp up the pressure. Kensi cried out in pain as Claire switched hands on the hair pull for a moment, brushing a few loose strands of blonde hair from her fingers.
As Kensi continued to moan in pain, Claire taunted ‘come on bitch, I thought you wanted to fight!’ before she abruptly broke off the attack, using her foot now to slam Kensi's face to the unforgiving mat. The champion clutched her face in pain; the former champion grinned in amusement at her work for a moment before leaning down to grab the hair again, this time to bring Kensi to her feet. A hard slap to the cheek sent Kensi reeling, her back to Claire once again who flashed her red, blue and gold finger nails menacingly before raking them down the screaming blonde’s back. There was little respite, Claire grabbing the back of Kensi’s lace booty shorts to pull her on to a hard forearm to the lower back. The blonde may have dropped had it not been for Claire still holding on to her shorts. Claire used that grip now to turn Kensi and immediately lift her to deliver a body slam at the centre of the ring. A match that had threatened to run away from Claire in the first fall was now under her control it seemed in fall two. The pace dropped too, with Claire wanting to make the impact of each attack count. A heavy elbow drop across the breasts definitely counted it seemed as Kensi groaned loudly, feeling the air crushed from her lungs for a moment. Claire wasted no motion to take a headlock down on the mat, before using that to bring Kensi back to her feet. Now the jet haired fighter grimaced as she felt Kensi’s hand in her hair, but she put paid to that quickly with a short right hand to the face. Releasing the headlock as she delivered the punch, Claire allowed Kensi to slump to the mat and turned her attention on to Sara in the corner.
Surely a mistake I thought as she taunted the American blonde on the outside ‘why don’t you jump in slag, I’ll give you some more as well if you do!’ referring to their most recent fight with the blonde, where she had set Sara up after a heavy defeat.
‘Don’t tempt me bitch….don’t tempt me!’ Sara shot back at her before Claire turned her attention back to Kensi again. She almost paid for becoming diverted from the matter at hand too as Kensi caught her with a lunging headbutt to the body. As she came in again though, she was ready for the blonde, catching her with a knee and thigh to the chest to knock her to her back. This time, Claire had her focus totally on Kensi, lifting her to deliver a pussy pounding atomic drop that sent Kensi to the mat, clutching her womanhood. There was a confident look about Claire now as she was looming over Kensi, just tensing her thighs a little before she dropped down heavily on to the blonde. I think her plan had been to show Kensi her power before she put it to use against her with a grapevine, looking to spread the blonde. In pain or not, Kensi was always going to fight that one hard, and the crowd were treated to a battle of the leg power between two thick thighed beauties now. ‘OOOWWW! YOU BITCH!’ Kensi squealed as she felt Claire’s nails in her breasts, but she battled hard against the grapevine for now, Claire straining to spread her but so far not moving Kensi’s equally powerful legs more than a fraction. She had her attention with some pretty effective breast mauling though, easing the blonde’s green lace bra up out of the way to find unhindered access to her DD cup targets.
Once again, Kensi cried out in pain, her hands going to Claire’s silken jet black hair in response, trying to turn her head to the side with a firm grasp of the hair. Claire groaned but fancied she still held the upper hand as she worked on Kensi’s breast with abandon, telling her ‘submit or I’ll rip the off!’ Kensi simply grimaced in pain, all the time working Claire’s hair to twist her head and neck first one way and then the other, hoping to weaken her challenger that way. Again, as Kensi let out a low moan of pain, Claire tried to spread her again, but still to no avail. ‘Just like Supergirl’ Kensi gasped as she felt the pain in her breasts, ‘you’re weak when you’re near to your kryptonite bitch!’ she told Claire. The challenger’s response was predictable, upping the ante in her fierce breast mauling after breaking off for a moment to slap Kensi’s face. All the time though, the blonde champion worked her hair pull while resisting the grapevine with relative comfort still. Was Claire starting to risk tiring herself by sticking with the grapevine now, or was she tiring Kensi out by forcing her to resist? It was tough to tell, but it did feel like this period of the match might just be integral to the fights outcome.
Claire slapped the blonde’s face again, snapping her head to the right with a fierce blow before she sunk back into her breasts with a ferocity that suggested she had confidence in forcing her to submit. Kensi looked in pain, her eyes screwed shut as she fought off an agonising wave when Claire pulled and twisted her nipples fiercely. But she was still fighting, a solid one handed grip of the hair giving Claire plenty to think about. Now Kensi reached for, and quickly untied, the right side of Claire’s bikini bottoms, allowing it to fall loose. A minor distraction at best it seemed as Claire said ‘hey bitch, get off!’ in a pretty mild rebuke, seemingly unconcerned by the move. But it was what it was; a distraction that Kensi used as Claire turned to lock what was happening. As she turned back, the blonde caught her with a thrust to the throat, and as the challenger now gasped to catch her breath, the momentum of the fight swung back in to the blonde’s favour. In an instant, Kensi was able to switch the grapevine pressure instead, spreading Claire’s legs with some ease. That had the effect of putting Claire off balance, making her fall forward, and now the tight grip of her hair came into play as Kensi steered her face straight in to her smothering DD breasts.
Claire squirmed, trying to escape the sudden predicament which worsened as Kensi managed to trap her right arm up her back in a hammerlock. That was in pretty deep too, enough that Kensi was able to hold the back of Claire’s top with her hand too as she applied the move. Most importantly, she had Claire’s nose and mouth pressed deep into her DD breasts, a telling smother as she slowly overpowered the jet haired fighters legs too. Claire moaned lightly, her voice muffled as her mouth was pressed deeper into Kensi’s soft breasts. The blonde flexed her impressive legs again, spreading Claire just that little bit more as she did. Each extra degree of leg spread just served to weaken Claire’s base and deny her any chance to fight out of the smother it seemed. She only had her left arm free, and if she was to escape she needed to put that to good use. A couple of left hands landed to Kensi’s body, bringing a grimace to the face of the blonde, who ratcheted up the hammerlock in return, causing Claire to moan in pain. Another left hand landed, Kensi now taunting ‘you’re fading Super Bitch! Your power is waning!’ as it landed, perhaps sensing that ferocity going out of Claire’s work. Then maybe, a tell tale sign of trouble as Claire tried to blindly grab for and remove Kensi’s fingers from her hair. She needed to be out of that smother, that was the clear indication of that move, but Kensi had got her hair wrapped around her fingers; she wasn’t going to be moved.
‘You’re going nighty-night Super Bitch!’ Kensi mocked, adding now ‘tap or nap bitch. Your choice.’
Claire let out an anguished scream now, as Kensi suddenly and very decisively completely over powered her legs that were now spread painfully wide. ‘I thought you were used to spreading them bitch!’ Kensi laughed as she right side of Claire’s bikini bottom slipped to display a little more butt cheek. Claire struggled and squirmed, let out another muffled cry as the pain in her legs threatened to finish her, but then she resisted for just a moment more. Kensi had her pulled deep into that smother though, mocking her ‘I can feel your strength slipping away Super Bitch….give up!’
‘No’ Claire said, her voice muffled, her body weakening by the second in this dangerous combination hold. One that Kensi saw no benefit in moving away from; she knew she had Claire if the jet haired fighter couldn’t find a way to break free, and quickly at that. ‘She’s going out ref!’ Kensi warned, going on ‘ask her if she submits!’ she demanded of the referee who checked in with Claire. ‘What do you say Claire?’ she asked, receiving no reply. She prodded Claire’s arm, lifted it when she saw no response at first, and Claire managed to hold it up for now. Kensi just spread her a fraction more, pulled her deeper in to the smother, enjoyed the whimper as she forced the hammerlock that bit more. ‘Do you submit Claire?’ the referee asked as Kensi simply smiled confidently, keeping up the pressure as she admonished ‘she asked you a question Super Bitch!’
Claire went with another left hand to the body, trying desperately to force the break but Kensi was steadfast. ‘I…..can’t…...breathe’ the jet haired fighter whined now as the referee enquired again ‘submit?’
‘I…..no…...I…..can’t…...aiiieee’ Claire whimpered, throwing another weak punch. She was done though, strength gone as she tried to get free to no avail.
‘I’ll put you out bitch!’ Kensi ominously warned her again, feeling Claire gasping for any hint of air in the tight smother.
‘I…...give!’ Claire whined now, the match over in relatively quick time thanks to a dominant performance from Kensi who simply shrugged Claire off, allowing the jet haired fighter to roll weakly on to her back on the canvas. As Kensi celebrated with Sara in her corner, there was little doubt that she was the queen of the lightweight division for now.
In contrast, I was left to pick up the pieces I thought, but I found Claire to be in a strangely philosophical mood there on the mats. ‘Let her have her fun’ Claire whispered to me. ‘It’s made me realise what I’ve known for a while’ she told me. ‘I need to reinvent myself as a fighter. Find my nasty edge again. Then I can rip little bitches like that apart…..’