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Watch Me!

By Wolfboy

Beth gets a tough match as she looks to prove herself to Jemma

One of the biggest questions Jemma and Beth had about their potential trip around the world was how well Beth would hold up in a fight against an unknown but experienced opponent. Beth knew that while the plan was for Jemma to be the primary fighter, there might well be times where she might fit the bill for what was sought better. An opportunity presented itself for Beth to give Jemma a demonstration of that sooner than she might have expected when Oshi’s mother Megumi contacted them to ask for a match with Beth. ‘I need to uphold family honour. You disrespected Oshi when you took her swimsuit from her after the match, and I will fight you to earn it back’ Megumi had challenged.

Beth had needed little convincing to take her on, telling Jemma ‘Watch me! I’ll show you I’m ready for the tour against her!’

‘Well, if you’re sure Beth’ Jemma had replied evenly. ‘We don’t know too much about her after all’ she pointed out.

‘I know, and it’s exactly the situation we might find ourselves in if we travel to fight. Experienced woman, but one we also know little or nothing about. This is a chance to see how we handle it’ Beth said, her mind totally set on accepting the challenge of Megumi.

‘OK’ Jemma agreed. ‘You do have a good point. Want me to set it all up?’ she asked her girlfriend.

‘Yeah, go for it’ Beth smiled, ‘maybe I’ll get me another nice outfit from the mother this time!’ she finished.

It was all set up for the match to take place the following weekend at the school where Beth had fought Oshi in the same ring. Alana offered to referee the bout, but Megumi had suggested that ‘honourable women need no referee’ so the bout would take place woman to woman. As it was on school property, Alana said she would have to be present anyway, so would handle introductions and then leave Megumi and Beth to fight it out. Both seemed well matched physically at least, with Megumi holding a healthy advantage in experience of course. Could Beth cause an upset, or even do enough to convince both Jemma, and, perhaps most importantly, herself that she was ready for their trip?

The answer would be evident soon enough as Beth and Megumi now stood in opposite corners of the ring in the gymnasium, eyeing each other a little warily. Beth unusually had elected to wear a warm up jacket in plain black to the ring today, and Jemma smiled to herself in the corner, as she was the only person in the room that knew the reason for that choice. Beneath that jacket, she wore the very swimsuit that she had appropriated from Oshi in their match, knowing it might just get into the head of the girl’s mother, who she faced now. That red and flower print swimsuit fitted Beth’s body snugly, possibly even a half size too small, but she didn’t mind that at all. She’d seen the way that Jemma’s eyes had lit up at seeing her in it, and she knew right then that she obviously looked great in it. Across the ring, Megumi looked ready to go; she was a little shorter than Beth, possibly a couple of pounds heavier too. Her two piece outfit of a cream flower print bra and slightly high waisted booty shorts made it pretty evident that she was in great shape. She looked confident too, but Beth was far from unnerved as Alana stepped in to handle introductions.

‘OK ladies, this is an all-in catfight set for the best of 3 submissions and no time limit. There should only be slaps to the face, anything goes below the neck. Submissions should be verbal where possible. Tapping out is only OK if your voice won’t be heard. So on my right is Beth Henderson. Beth is 20 years old, 5 feet 7 inches tall, 134lbs and measures 34C-25-34 with a record of 2 wins and 3 losses. Her opponent on my left is Megumi who is 42 years old, 5 feet 6 inches tall, 139lbs and measures 36C-25-35 with a record of 19 wins and 7 losses. Well, when you’re ready ladies….fight!’ Alana instructed, hastily leaving the ring to allow the two at it. Only now did Beth remove her jacket to show Megumi that she had on her daughter’s swimsuit, appropriated in their prior meeting in this ring. The Japanese woman looked Beth up and down for the moment, but there was none of the emotive response that Beth had maybe hoped for. Instead, Megumi just looked at her and said ‘good, it will be much easier to take it from you later on!’

So it seemed that Beth’s plan to unsettle Megumi had lasted for all of five seconds with the Japanese woman quickly recovering her composure to move out of her corner in a measured style. The two circled slowly for a moment, Beth not showing if she was taken aback slightly by the way Megumi had brushed off her attempt to unsettle her. Megumi was clearly a woman with a background in the underground pro wrestling circuits of Japan, and she looked for a straight forward collar and elbow tie up as she came in. Instead, she met Beth’s bare right foot, catching her in the stomach with a front kick. Then the blonde had a handful of dark brown hair to pull Megumi onto a knee lift to the breasts, revelling in the fact that she had Megumi flattened at her feet within 20 seconds of the start of the fight. ‘Up you get’ Beth chimed cheerfully, using the hair to make sure Megumi followed her instruction, and she was able to lift the Japanese woman straight into a body slam. Megumi groaned as she went to the mat hard, planted there firmly by Beth. Beth confidently went straight to the hair again to bring Megumi up, then yelped with surprise as the experienced Japanese woman used a clever arm drag to bring her to the mat.

‘Crafty bitch’ Beth muttered as she rolled to her feet quickly, avoiding any potential follow up from Megumi who just smiled at her as they started to circle. Again, the Japanese looked for the lock up it seemed, but this time it was Beth and not she that was surprised. Wearing white patent leather wrestling boots, Megumi used them to effect, stepping in quickly to stand on Beth’s bare foot, squashing her toes painfully. As Megumi kept her foot there just for a moment, Beth groaned in pain before a forearm smash to the chest rocked the blonde back against the ropes. In a style not all that far removed from that of Suki Yammamoto, the Japanese quickly upped the tempo, rushing into Beth to fire her into the opposite ropes. As Beth rebounded, Megumi ran at her, leaping and grabbing her blonde hair to arrest Beth’s progress and wrench her painfully to the mat. Beth groaned, massaging her scalp and immediately Megumi was on her, using a spinning toe hold to wrap Beth’s right leg around hers just to torque it a little. Beth just about had time to register that pain, before Megumi turned the hold loose and leapt forward to deliver an elbow drop across the blonde’s breasts. Early trouble for Beth who was peeled off the mat by her older Japanese opponent and pulled straight into a side headlock. Then it was the blonde’s turn to show that she was a fast improving wrestler as she was able to come out of the headlock and trap Megumi in a hammerlock with her arm pushed high up her back.

Impressively, Beth continued the move into a chicken wing, pushing her hand through the gap between arm and body as she wrapped her other arm in snugly around Megumi’s throat. If she was able to lock her two arms together, she would have Megumi trapped in a tricky situation so early on in the bout. The Japanese knew it too, a little desperation in her moan of pain as Beth fought her resistance, getting ever closer to locking her hands. Then Megumi struck, this time thrusting her butt back to catch Beth in the stomach. That was a blow to wind Beth before Megumi used a hip toss throw to send her to the mat. The blonde stayed down for a second, causing Megumi to go for her with an elbow drop; Beth was ready for it though and rolled clear before latching on to Megumi’s dark brown hair to bring her back to her feet. It was the blonde then who maintained control as she brought Megumi into her corner, above where a delighted Jemma was sitting, and introduced her face to the top turnbuckle. Beth had done well to hold her own just yet in wrestling against Megumi, but she showed she had a catty streak now, wrapping Megumi’s hair around the top rope and holding it there with her left hand. As Megumi protested in the corner, her feet practically drumming at the canvas, Beth flashed the nails of her right hand across the bare skin of Megumi’s back. The Japanese had barely finished screaming in surprise from that before she was sent back to her own corner by Beth with an Irish Whip, letting her hit the corner hard.

Beth set off at a run now, looking to deliver a clothesline against the corner, but that proved a problem as instead she met Megumi’s raised wrestling boot in her chest bowling her to the mat. A chance again for Megumi to up the tempo with a leaping forearm across the shoulders as Beth half rose, sending her back to the mat quickly. Megumi was in the hair quickly to send Beth to the ropes, dropping to her knees to backhand the blonde in the belly on the rebound. Beth was doubled up and Megumi held her blonde hair before delivering a double jumping knee to the face to send the blonde sprawling back to the canvas. Megumi made a little war cry now it seemed, as she launched herself into a big splash on Beth, the sound doing nothing to alert the blonde to the impending impact as the Japanese woman landed across her. She quickly got into a schoolgirl pin position, sitting high on Beth’s breasts, threatening to ‘teach you some respect young lady!’ as she started to look like she might edge forward into a face sit. Once more though, it was Beth who surprised her, showing flexibility and strength to roll her off by swinging her legs up and wrapping them around Megumi’s body. She even threatened to convert that to a powerful scissors for a moment before Megumi started to pull at her toes. Beth reconsidered the position with a slap to Megumi’s butt, turning her loose at the same time and scrambling away to her feet.

Both women circled again now, the older Megumi nodding her head slightly to Beth as if to almost say ‘well done so far’ to her before both locked up. This time there was no shenanigans as both strained to force the other back to the ropes, each inch gained fought for and then countered by the other. Then Beth cried out in pain as Megumi gripped her shorter blonde hair in close to the scalp and used it to back her up to the ropes. Beth tried to brace herself against being sent off to the other ropes and didn’t see Megumi’s fast knife edge chop coming as it slashed across her breasts. A slap to the face followed from Megumi, the Japanese showing that she could fight as well as wrestle. As she looked to deliver a second chop though, Beth showed she was just as resilient as she grabbed Megumi’s hand and wrapped her arm around the top rope. Pulling on that was little more than a distraction by Beth from her real intention which was to send a right hand sharply into Megumi’s stomach. The Japanese groaned at being caught out like that by Beth who was able to grab the hair and lead Megumi out of the corner before waist locking her to deliver a pussy pounding atomic drop. As Jemma looked on with glee in her corner, Oshi’s face was more a mask of concern for the way her mother was being handled by Beth so far, who was more than holding her own.

Smiling now, Beth told Megumi ‘lets see if you like this as much as your girl did’ as she grabbed her ankles and started to see if she could set up the boston crab. Unfortunately for Beth, this wasn’t Megumi’s first experience of the hold and she knew how to defend the attempt, grabbing both of Beth’s ankles in return to first control and then trip her to the mat on her butt. ‘Ha!’ Megumi laughed as Beth fell in a seated position, back against the ropes, and before Beth could respond, Megumi had trapped her left leg in a leg bar, arm holding around the knee allowing her to torque the leg a little. ‘OOOWWW!’ Beth exclaimed, suddenly feeling the pressure of the hold, this was definitely one she hadn’t encountered before and in that sitting position she was open to a slap to the face from Megumi. She cried out in pain again, but then used her right leg to kick Megumi in the breasts to knock her back for a moment. It may not have been a hard blow, but nonetheless, Megumi wasn’t keen to take too many more of them and turned Beth free. She kept control though, using the hair to pull Beth to her feet as she got in a short chop across Beth’s breasts. As the blonde moaned ‘bitch!’, Megumi planted a foot in her belly and monkey flipped her out to the centre of the ring. With Beth flat on her back, the Japanese delivered a pretty telling falling headbutt to the stomach to wind her. Beth looked in a bit of a hole suddenly, and Megumi used the hair to bring her up to the seated position where she quickly grabbed Beth’s right leg. Forcing that out to the side a little so that Beth was stretched some, she stepped over it with her right foot to control it, then dropped to a knee behind Beth to trap her in a sleeper hold. One hand gripped the top of Beth’s blonde hair, the other arm wrapped around the throat and the clever positioning of her leg also meant that Beth couldn’t simply try to fight her way to her feet. She was trapped and as Jemma looked on, hoping that Beth would be able to find her way out, Megumi tightened the hold a little. Beth’s hands went to the arm that was in around her throat, pulling at it to try and get free. There was no panic about it, but she knew that she needed something to help her escape quickly.

‘You submit!’ Megumi said now, a statement more than a question, then she tightened the hold again as Beth whined ‘noooo!’

‘Yes!’ Megumi reiterated, ‘you give!’ she demanded, ragging the head to the side by the hair. Up to that point, Beth had just about been defending with her chin tucked in tight. Now that was no longer the case as Megumi’s arm settled in snugly across the throat beneath her chin. She didn’t need to ask again as Beth quickly rasped out ‘I submit!’ to confirm the one submission to zero lead for the Japanese woman who returned to her corner quickly. ‘Two minute break ladies!’ Alana called from the outside as Beth returned to her corner and Jemma.

‘Shit! She has a lot of holds and moves Jem!’ Beth said, her voice a mixture of frustration and veiled admiration.

‘She does’ Jemma agreed, and then added ‘and do you know what? You basically went move for move with her for almost ten minutes babe. Where did you learn all that stuff?’ she asked.

‘Well’ Beth smiled, ‘I learned some of it from this really cute redhead that I know. You’d probably like her…’

Jemma laughed, and reached over the ropes to give Beth a quick kiss. ‘So…’ she said, ‘are we carrying on trying to wrestle her or are you going to rough her up in this fall babe?’

‘I think the latter’ Beth confirmed. ‘I don’t think I can out wrestle her, but I might just be able to fight her’ she suggested.

‘Worth a try’ Jemma admitted, ‘get her top off and slap her tits around, she how she likes it babe’ she suggested as Alana said that the two minute break was almost up. Just time for a good luck pat on the butt from Jemma and the fight was back on with Megumi and Beth circling for a moment. Then Beth stopped moving, told Megumi ‘enough walking around, lets fight!’ and offered to lock up with the Japanese wrestler. It was a straight forward collar and elbow tie up, at least for the split second it took Beth to grab Megumi’s hair and back her up to the corner where Jemma was watching. A hard knee to the body was delivered, taking a bit of the fight out of Megumi for a second. Beth forced her back upright briefly, then grabbed the middle rope and propelled her shoulder hard into Megumi's body this time, making the Japanese moan as her butt was lifted onto the middle turnbuckle briefly. She got back down from there just in time for Beth to deliver a slap, hard across the breasts, that sent her reeling along the ropes out of the corner.

Megumi was leaning on the top rope, so it was practically an open goal for Beth to lean into her and choke her there for a moment before roughly jerking that top rope to catapult the older woman back towards the centre of the ring. Beth was good to her word so far, looking to fight, rather than simply wrestle Megumi, delivering a harsh stomp to her belly now as she lay on the mat. Megumi groaned loudly, feeling the pressure from this fast and rough start to the second fall by Beth. It got no better for her either as she sat up just a little on the mat and immediately took a heavy handed slap to the face that knocked her flat again. Beth was on top and went for a shin drop to the breasts that landed hard enough on the prone Japanese woman. As she tried to slide that up so that it pressed into Megumi’s throat though, she shrieked as the Japanese wrestler got her in an ankle lock that stopped her plan in it’s tracks. It threatened to alter the momentum of the fight again for a brief second, until Beth elected to use an eye rake on the howling Japanese woman. Now Beth wanted to take advantage of the temporary impairment of vision Megumi was suffering, peeling her off the mat and immediately throwing her out of the ring between the middle and top ropes. The ring may not have been a full height one, but Beth knew that the fall to those thing mats on the outside was going to be felt by Megumi. As was her intended follow up with a body slam on the outside of the ring too, but the Japanese wrestler was wise to that one, and she shifted her weight cleverly to get out over Beth’s shoulder. Suddenly, the blonde was vulnerable with Megumi behind her and the Japanese knew that she could strike by simply pushing Beth towards the ring apron. With it’s lower height, the ring caught Beth high on the thigh, but it acted more as a distraction, and as she turned, she found Megumi delivering a drop kick impressively to send her sprawling to those thin mats.

Now it was Beth in trouble on the outside, and there was little wasted momentum from Megumi with a stomp to the lower back that made Beth moan in pain before the Japanese woman grabbed her hair. Beth was brought to her feet and hastily introduced face first to the ring apron; she stayed bent over there for a second, just trying to gather herself then. That gave Megumi opportunity to apply the crotch claw from behind on Beth whose eyes went wide with pain. Even through the suit, it was very clear that Megumi’s claw hold had found the mark as Beth cried out ‘aaaahhhhh!’ in pain, trying to ride out the wave of pain she felt. She looked to be close to submission though perhaps, her eyes screwed and face reddening from the effect of trying to take the hold. Then she swung an elbow back, perhaps in desperation, and caught Megumi in the chest to bowl her over. Free of the hold, Beth turned quickly to find Megumi rushing back in at her; quick thinking and nimble, Beth got her hands on to the apron, and used them to help her jump up, timing it just right to capture Megumi in between her thighs. The blonde wasted no time in going to full power on the scissor hold, and Megumi cried out loudly in pain. Beth rocked her too with a slap to the face, then a second, looking like she was starting to get to the Japanese woman. Then Megumi showed her resilience in turn, using a double fisted blow to the belly to break the scissors, allowing her to get free. She grabbed Beth’s right foot then, trying to pull her off the ring apron to the floor, but Beth grabbed the middle top with both hands, allowing her to resist before she kicked Megumi in the breasts again to knock her away.

Finally, Beth felt it was time to get the action back into the ring, clubbing a kneeling Megumi with a forearm before grabbing her hair to bring her towards the ring. There, she bunched the back of Megumi’s booty shorts into something of a wedgie, and with those combined grips, threw her back into the ring. Beth followed quickly too, using a foot on the bottom rope as something of a spring board to launch herself on to Megumi with an elbow across the back. Megumi groaned in pain again from that heavy impact and Beth felt confident that she had the fight going her way again. She wanted to use her Boston Crab again, despite being thwarted by the wily Japanese last time, and she grabbed both ankles straight away now. With Megumi already on her belly, this time she had no chance to resist or defend immediately, and Beth had the hold locked in well, enjoying the cry of pain it forced. Megumi was in a bad position, although she was close to the ropes. It didn’t force a break of course if she made it to them, but eyeing them, a strategy formed in Megumi’s mind as she started to try and drag herself to them.

Beth ignored that attempt for now, trying to sit in as deep as she could with the hold, as the Japanese woman painfully inched toward the bottom rope, moaning in pain as she did so. ‘Submit!’ Beth told her, hearing those cries of pain, but now Megumi had the bottom rope in her grasp. Beth was still unaware of the danger, and tried to pour on the pressure; then Megumi suddenly grabbed the middle rope, ignoring the pain to lever her body up, and the sudden change of angle knocked Beth off balance, and sent her sprawling towards centre ring. Still, it was the blonde who seemed to have recovered the quicker as she came back in towards Megumi, and then she was surprised by the Japanese who kicked out one of those white wrestling boots to trip Beth to a knee. Megumi sprang into action now, using a handful of hair to get Beth’s throat on to the ropes, before she leaned her body into her and started to try and remove one of the shoulder straps of Beth’s swimsuit. The was Beth flailed her arms around made that pretty challenging for Megumi, but she managed it, not really achieving a great deal though as the tight fitting suit stayed pretty well in place for now. Megumi showed some clever skills then, getting Beth’s body out between the middle and bottom ropes, then sitting on the mat, she planted a foot in Beth’s lower back, pulled her blonde hair, and torqued her back painfully around that middle rope, making her cry out in pain.

‘You submit now blondie!’ Megumi admonished, Beth firing back with a pained ‘fuck off!’ in reply, but it looked pretty clear that she wasn’t getting free here until Megumi allowed her to. The Japanese wrestler wrenched on the hold once again, Beth’s long and loud cry of pain filling the gym before she broke the hold off with a cuffing slap around the back of Beth’s head. Beth practically crawled her way back into the ring before she found herself assisted to her feet by a double handful of hair. It looked like she was getting trapped in a front headlock by the Japanese woman, but that was just the prelude to a lift and slam by Megumi to punish Beth some more. The blonde was dropped to the ring canvas heavily by Megumi who then leaned over her to pull that other shoulder strap down and then ease the front of the swimsuit down, so that Beth’s breasts were exposed now. The Japanese wrestler delivered a desultory slap across her breasts now, but as she went to Beth’s hair, she paid for taking her time as Beth flashed her fingers across her eyes. Not really an eye rake, but it provided Beth the chance to catch Megumi with a foot to the belly to knock her to the mat.

Beth gathered herself quickly and simply lunged for Megumi who had landed in something of a seated position on the mat, bowling her to her back. It looked like a catball might ensue for a moment as both ladies grabbed the hair and their legs fought for superiority. Then Beth had Megumi’s legs under her control as she used her grapevine to spread her legs wide, bringing a flash of pain to the Japanese woman’s face. Beth took heart from that and pressed on, pushing up Megumi’s top to help her latch on to her stiff nipples for a painful double nipple twist. Megumi shrieked as the pain threatened to engulf her, then she reached up for Beth’s hair, hoping it seemed to pull to the blonde’s face down in to the breasts she was currently attacking. Beth resisted that, moaning loudly in pain from the fierce hair pull. Then she adjusted her position slightly, and broke off her double nipple twist, allowing Megumi’s hair pull to pull her down as she knew now her breasts would be planted in Megumi’s face.

Jemma was looking on impressed as her girlfriend kept finding a way to take it to this much more experienced woman. Now it was the breast smother and grapevine that was doing the damage it seemed, Megumi breaking off her hair pulling to reach for the back of the blonde’s suit so that she could wedgie her. ‘Going to need to do better that that bitch!’ Beth mocked, ignoring what seemed to be a pretty weak attempt to counter her. Sometimes though, an experienced fighter might use something as a distraction, and that was evidently the case here as suddenly Megumi’s tongue was working some magic on the blonde’s nipples as it played across them sensually. ‘Hey! Stop that!’ Beth complained now, realising Megumi’s plan a moment too late, and now she squirmed a little on top of the Japanese woman, starting to get turned on by her.

That was all the leeway Megumi needed; the distracted blonde quickly lost control of the grapevine as Megumi broke it, then from the bottom, reversed the pressure so that it was she who was spreading the blonde. As that change of pressure with the grapevine had the desired effect of destabilising Beth’s base, Megumi pulled her own top right up, then used the hair to steer Beth’s face squarely into her suddenly bare breasts. The blonde groaned, suddenly very well trapped in the hold that she had been planning to use herself, and Megumi wrapped her other arm tightly around the back of her head. The hold was secure, with the Japanese still having a handful of the blonde hair, and Beth quickly realised she had no way out. She’d finally been outsmarted by Megumi, not that she didn’t try everything at her disposal to get out of the predicament. She hacked at Megumi’s body with punches that lacked any real power now and pulled at her high waisted booty shorts to try and wedgie her, both to no avail. She even blindly slapped at Megumi’s face before she followed the style of the Japanese, starting to lick and suck her nipples. The Japanese woman moaned in appreciation of Beth’s technique, but she was an experienced woman in the ring, not thrown off her game so easily as Beth had been before. The fight was done, it was purely a question of how long Beth could hold out now. She gamely went back to the punches to the body, still sucking on Megumi’s nipples as she did, until she had no choice other than to blurt out ‘I submit!’, the sound of it a little muffled to say the least by the breast smother.

Megumi released the hold straight away, allowing Beth to roll to the side, hungrily trying to suck in air to replenish her lungs after the draining smother. Megumi allowed her to recover for a moment or two, then she helped Beth in to a seated position and offered a hand shake. ‘You fought with honour and heart blondie’ Megumi told her. ‘I thought you would be easier, but you learned quickly’ she admitted, but then she smiled ‘I will still take that suit back, but you may bring it to me afterwards if you prefer?’

‘No, a deal is a deal’ Beth said in reply. ‘I told you I’d return it in the ring if I lost, and I lost’ she told Megumi, standing so that she could shimmy out of the swimsuit before handing it to the Japanese woman.

‘Well you are an honourable fighter blondie. You deserved this for beating Oshi, but now it is mine’ Megumi beamed as she took the suit from a naked Beth who stood proudly at the centre of the ring. ‘Now, if you want to win it back of course, you can try me again any time’ Megumi told her before she left the ring with Oshi quietly in tow.

After Alana had congratulated Beth on putting up quite a fight, pointing out how often she had troubled a much more experienced woman, she and Jemma returned to the changing room.

‘Oh I think you’re ready Miss Henderson’ Jemma said, hugging the naked blonde when they were back in the privacy of the changing room.

‘But she beat me 2-0 Jem. What did I prove?’ Beth asked her girlfriend.

‘You proved you could match a far more experienced woman. One we knew nothing about and you had her in plenty of trouble. She’s better than anyone I fought before’ Jemma admitted to Beth.

‘I guess….’ Beth allowed. ‘So, does that mean that the tour is on?’ she asked Jemma.

‘It means the tour is on’ Jemma beamed. ‘We can start planning now, because I have no doubt you’re ready for it babe. And I can’t wait for us to get started!’ she said, before the two shared a long, passionate kiss, there in the changing room. So the decision to tour was made, but there would need to be some planning and initial funds would be required. Responsibility for that would fall to Jemma to earn some money for a fight to get the tour off the ground, both had agreed. Now it was the time to put those plans into action!