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An Interview With A Catfighter

By Wolfboy

Sara answers the questions on a podcast episode

‘So, I’m here today with the current Hong Kong Syndicate catfighting champion and multiple time former Southern Belles catfighting champion, Sara! Sara it’s a pleasure to finally have you here on the Girlfight Podcast. We’ve got a few fun questions for you that we’d like to run through as we’re having a bit of a chat, but I have to say that this is one that I’ve been looking forward to for a long while!’

‘Well, thanks for having me here Ashley. I have to admit, I listen quite often to your podcast, and it’s always interesting to hear your takes on the world of catfights, and the big matches on the scene. I can’t wait to get started with our chat’ Sara smiled back at the raven haired host of the podcast. Both women were sat more or less side by side in a small but professional looking recording studio in the heart of downtown Atlanta, right at the centre of the Southern Belles territory.

‘The obvious question is always the best one I find’ Ashley smiled, her slight southern drawl silky across the airwaves and easy on the ears of the listeners. ‘Why catfighting Sara? What was it that brought you to it?’

‘I think it was probably something always in my blood’ Sara smiled. ‘Not that I knew it at first. My mother Julie fought in underground catfights, nothing sinister and in truth not that different from those that we see being a little more mainstream today, but I guess the people weren’t quite so widely ready for it back then. And then, well, I was always a little bit competitive. I had the sort of bar scuffles kids had back when I was a kid. A couple of fights. And I always wanted more. I guess I was lucky that the Southern Belles found me, and gave me the outlet to do it in an organised fashion’ she explained.

‘That’s interesting Sara’ Ashley said now. ‘So you’d already had fights before your first Southern Belles appearance?’ she asked.

‘That’s right Ashley. One that was more arranged than the other, though neither were exactly skilled fights. The first was little more than a bar brawl taken somewhere more private, and the other I guess was a first taste of some rules fighting. I’d say fight rather than match would describe it well though. It was private fighting in the rawest sense’ Sara said.

‘Do you miss those kind of fights?’ Ashley asked. She paused a second and the listeners could almost hear the smile in her voice then. ‘I mean, I see that look in your eyes as you talk about them.’

‘I would miss them’ Sara admitted. ‘But to be honest, I can still find my share of interesting private fights when I want them.’

‘Oh wow!’ Ashley said, excited to find this out. ‘So, we see you fight for Southern Belles and defending your Hong Kong title. But that’s not the complete Sara story?’ she enquired.

‘Not at all’ Sara told her. ‘Most of us fighters for the top companies get a degree of interest from private challengers. Most of what we get is pure fantasy to be honest and nothing more. But amongst those there are some serious women who want to fight for real’ the strawberry blonde explained.

‘They can’t be all that challenging though? Not for women like you who are pretty much professional catfighters?’ Ashley probed further.

‘I’ve lost to private challengers before’ Sara flatly admitted. ‘Not often, but these women are often every bit as good as the professional catfighters. It’s just that they have, well….reasons not to fight in public I guess. Don’t underestimate them is the best advice I can give to anyone facing a private challenge. And I’ve always said that it’s best to respect any woman prepared to step on to the mats to fight, even if you don’t like them’ Sara smiled.

‘Now that’s interesting’ Ashley replied. ‘I think the general consensus of our listeners might be that nobody would have been able to match the more professional fighters. But it seems that might not always be the case!’

‘Absolutely not. My first loss after starting with Southern Belles was a private one. Admittedly she was a devious bitch who’d fought and lost to my mother, and I was way over-matched with her. But it’s happened since as well, and I’ve no doubt it’ll happen again’ Sara explained.

‘Very interesting’ Ashley replied. ‘So what do you really enjoy about catfighting Sara? What are the things that keep you coming back to it?’

‘The money’ Sara laughed. ‘I mean that’s the obvious one Ashley, getting paid to do something I like anyway….but there’s so much more. I like the challenge of it. The fact that every single woman you face will have their own way of beating you, or at least trying to. I like the travel. Ashley, I’m a simple southern girl like you’ Sara smiled at the host, ‘but being a catfighter has taken me around the world. But I also appreciate the anonymity it offers largely. Our audience is still relatively small and quite private themselves. So most places, nobody really knows me, or if they do they likely wouldn’t say. I guess you could say that they don’t recognise me with my clothes on!’ she quipped.

‘Ha ha!’ Ashley joined in on the laughter. ‘I mean, I do see their problem. I am used to seeing you in a lot less, and usually in red’ she said to Sara who was in jeans and tight fitting black T-shirt today.

‘I could always strip off if it would make you feel more comfortable Ashley?’ Sara joked, making the host blush a little.

‘Oh no! That won’t be necessary unless you’d really like to of course….’ Ashley laughed in return. ‘But I think that does lead us neatly to a question a lot of our listeners are interested in. How does it feel to be in front of an audience wearing risqué lingerie, or even less to fight in Sara?’ the raven haired host asked now.

‘It’s a very valid question Ashley. I think it’s probably a little bit different for everyone, but for me, it is something I’ve got more used to over time’ Sara said.

‘How do you mean?’ Ashley probed a little more.

‘I guess some girls are naturally more comfortable wearing less’ Sara began. ‘That wasn’t me, not at first because I was always just a little self conscious of putting my body on show when I fought, but it was a part of the whole challenge of catfighting for me. The more that I did it, the less it bothered me. I suppose I just got used to fighting half naked in the end’ Sara shrugged.

‘I can understand that’ Ashley agreed. ‘And I think I can talk for everyone listening when I say that we think you always look gorgeous for your fights Sara’ she smiled.

‘Why, thank you’ Sara grinned in return.

‘Do you ever regret the way your lovely lingerie gets ripped?’ Ashley asked now.

‘All the time!’ Sara laughed. ‘Lingerie is probably my biggest expense as a catfighter and I always buy outfits that I really like to fight in. Each time one gets ripped, torn or just plain taken by an opponent, my heart does sink a little’ she chuckled.

‘I can imagine!’ Ashley agreed. ‘Some of those outfits are amazing! So kind of a similar question I guess….does it have more effect if you lose an outfit in a match, or you have to start without one in the first place?’ the host enquired.

‘That’s a good one’ Sara said, pondering for a moment. ‘I think it probably depends a little. On one hand there’s the aspect of suddenly being exposed when maybe you didn’t expect it. On the other hand, if you start with no outfit you’re totally exposed from the start to any and all kind of attacks. I’d say I’m probably fairly neutral on it. I prefer to start a fight wearing something, because I think ripping and stripping really is part of the whole thing, but if the stipulation says that I don’t get an outfit at the start, then I’m OK with it’ she answered a little indecisively. It was a point she’d thought about in the past and in truth never really had a definitive answer to in her mind.

‘Which of the titles you’ve held has meant the most to you Sara?’ Ashley asked her now.

‘I’d say they’re both kind of pretty equal in my mind. Southern Belles and Hong Kong Syndicate are both very prestigious, so any time I can represent either as their champion, then that means a lot to me’ Sara explained.

‘But is there a title reign that means more to you maybe?’ Ashley asked, probing a little deeper in to the thoughts of the strawberry blonde.

‘Well, as a southern girl’ Sara smiled, ‘my first Southern Belles title reign was quite special for a number of reasons. It proved to me that I could really do this for one thing. I knew I could always fight, but under rules, with an opponent equally set on the whole idea of fighting felt different at first’ she explained.

‘I fell like that’s not the only thing about that first title reign that’s special to you Sara?’ Ashley gently questioned.

‘It opened doors for me’ Sara agreed. ‘Gave me the chance to really see the world. And it introduced me to my greatest rival as well in Emma’ Sara admitted.

‘The two of you are friendly nowadays of course. But it wasn’t always that way between you was it?’ Ashley continued.

‘Anything but’ Sara readily agreed. ‘We really couldn’t stand the sight of each other for our first few matches. I mean, we’d do pretty well anything we could to try and get to each other. I even fought her mother in a private match just to get under her skin!’ the strawberry blonde laughed.

‘Some of your fights are classics of the catfight world’ Ashley said. ‘All of them are in fact!’ she decided.

‘The ones you know about anyway’ Sara smiled at the host.

‘So what was it that changed between you two?’ Ashley asked her.

‘The simple answer I think Ashley is that if you fight someone often enough and the matches are that hard each time, you start to beat that respect in to one another. That and I suppose common enemies became a theme. We actually had more in common than we realised in the end’ Sara admitted.

‘One of those common enemies was Staci Goulding, the woman known as The Goddess of course, who seems to have faded from the scene now, after both you and Emma had your way with her in the end. She’s still the only woman to have held that Hong Kong title apart from you Sara. What were matches with her like?’ Ashley asked.

‘Intense’ Sara said, gathering her thoughts for a moment, before going on. ‘She was unlike anyone else I’ve ever fought in the way she invited you to attack and backed it up by soaking up your attacks and finding ways to hurt you when you thought you had her’ Sara admitted.

‘She did a real number on you with acrylic nails in the match where she beat you for the Hong Kong title. What are your thoughts on something like that? Do you think it should be allowed in catfighting?’ Ashley asked.

‘It wasn’t illegal’ Sara clarified straight away, ‘so I don’t have any real complaints about it. Other girls have sharp natural nails and they hurt just as much. Staci just really focussed on using them well in that match. Just an example of how catfighting can be such a true test of a woman because you just don’t know what’s going to happen’ Sara said.

‘We do see a lot of different, unconventional attacks used in matches, that’s true’ Ashley agreed with her. ‘Almost like catfighters are the most creative athletes out there. The rules of catfights are usually pretty open ended, so how do you really prepare for that kind of thing?’ she asked the strawberry blonde.

‘Honestly Ashley, sometimes you really just can’t’ Sara openly admitted. ‘Sure you can watch a girl’s matches to prepare. If you’re lucky, someone might even have private footage of her in action as well. But sometimes, in the heat of a fight’ someone will see a chance to do something they’ve never done before. Then you’re just reacting to it, or you actually can’t even react to it depending on how effective it is’ she said.

‘Like that crotch maul piledriver that Toni used on Emma recently? That was a real game-changer in that fight wasn’t it, and we’d never seen that from Toni before’ Ashley pointed out.

‘It really was Ashley, there’s no two ways about it. Toni is already a dangerous woman with her adult pro wrestling experience coupled with her catfighting ability. Combining the two things like that is really a dangerous conundrum for anyone. I know Emma mistook it for a sexual attack until it was too late, and Toni dropped her on her head. There’s not much you can do about it when it’s something like that’ Sara said. ‘Really quite the game-changer….’

‘How do you feel about the attacks that Toni has used in recent times as well? Sara, she jumped you during an exhibition match. And I know she went after Emma’s daughter just to lure Emma into that title vs career match. Does it seem to you that it’s a little against the sport’s woman versus woman nature?’ Ashley enquired.

‘It’s not totally the way I’d do it’ Sara agreed. ‘Look, Toni can really back it up when it matters. When it’s truly down to woman against woman and may the best bitch win’ she said, pausing for a moment as if to think about how to frame her next statement. ‘The other stuff? The entourage? The sneak attacks? That’s a sideshow that she’s brought with her from adult professional wrestling. It’s a way of getting what she wants. A distraction. Smoke and mirrors to make you forget that behind it all is a damn tough hard woman, who can more than handle herself out there’ Sara finished.

‘Sounds like you have a degree of grudging respect for her?’ Ashley asked.

‘Respect might be pushing it Ashley. She can fight, I just wish she’d do it without the need for the sideshow’ Sara reluctantly admitted. ‘She’s more than good enough to just not need it’

‘I know what you mean. Right now we have her ranked number 2 in the world on out Girlfight Power Rankings’ Ashley pointed out. ‘Only the world champion Allessandra Conti is ranked higher.

‘I can’t really argue with it’ Sara offered, then she laughed ‘she’s still a bitch though!’

Ashley laughed at that statement from her guest. Then she moved on, realising that time for the interview was running a little short. ‘So Sara, we’re almost through with the interview, but before we wrap it up, we have our quick fire round of questions if you’re game for it?’ the raven haired host asked.

‘Sure…..always’ Sara smiled in reply.

‘OK’ Ashley beamed. ‘So remember these are always questions from our listeners Sara. First up, from Alex in New Jersey….if you didn’t wear red to fight in, what would be your next choice?’

‘Silver or bright blue I think’ Sara replied

‘Now from Mary-Lou in Nevada….if I wanted to be a catfighter, where would you advise me to start out?’

‘By fighting someone Mary-Lou, that’d be a real solid start’ Sara laughed. ‘But seriously, talk to Southern Belles if you want to do it. They’re good with new fighters, and they even have some training programmes now I think…’

‘Good advice’ Ashley agreed. ‘Favourite hold to use? That’s from about half of the listeners I think!’ Ashley exclaimed.

‘The super smother is the obvious one, but I’m quite partial to knocking a bitch out with my thighs too!’ Sara laughed. Then she saw the look in Ashley’s eyes at that one, and realised that the thought apparently held some distant appeal for the raven haired host.

‘Sexual attacks in catfights; what are your thoughts? That one is from Marco in Venice...Venice Italy I think….’ Ashley asked now.

‘That they’re all fun and games until you cum and the bitch slaps a claw hold on!’ Sara laughed.

‘But you think they’re part of it?’ Ashley sought clarification.

‘Totally’ Sara agreed. ‘It’s woman to woman fighting. Use what you can within whatever the agreed boundaries are.

‘Toughest opponent? That one’s in from a few people again’ Ashley said.

‘Emma without doubt. We know each other so well now that it gets harder to find the way to beat each other every time’

‘Dream opponent that isn’t a catfighter? From Ravi in Sheffield, England.

‘Charlotte Flair. I’d love her one on one in a proper catfight’ Sara admitted quickly.

‘I sense you’ve thought about that one before’ Ashley said.

‘You could say it’s crossed my mind’ Sara agreed with a smile on her face.

‘Most painful move you’ve ever been caught in? From Gillian in France’.

‘I’d say it’s a crotch attack. Though most moves hurt if they’re done right!’ Sara admitted.

‘Where would you like to fight the most? This is from Cherry in Seattle’.

‘Cherry, if you’re asking, then it’s against you in Seattle!’ Sara laughed. ‘If you’re not asking, then I’d love to fight in something like the Colosseum in Rome’ she said. ‘Maybe a secluded chalet on a mountain top against the right woman….’ she further mused.

‘What advice would you give to a woman looking to get into catfighting? That’s really one from a few people that have sent us in similar questions’

‘Find your style and find opponents that match your ability as best you can to start out. If you want to be a professional, learn as many different ways of fighting that you can. It really isn’t just slapping, scratching and hair pulling any more, although that can be fun. Girls can wrestle, box, have martial arts skills. You need different facets to your game. But most of all’ Sara said, with a smile on her face, ‘if you really think that you want to fight….find someone, and fight them!’

‘I sense a theme’ Ashley laughed. ‘And the last question we have in is from Annie in Texas. She asks, can you teach Ashley how to do a breast smother. We see that she has the tits for the job. Well…..that you for that observation Annie’ Ashley laughed.

‘You are built for it Ashley...it’s true’ Sara agreed with the line of questioning from Annie. ‘And sure, I guess I can show you. So folks, we are a bit limited for space her in the studio, but we can do this standing up. How tall are you Ashley?’ Sara asked the host.

‘I’m 5 feet 7 plus heels’ the host replied.

‘Near enough’ Sara said. ‘So if you stand up, I’ll talk you through it while I apply it on you….gently, don’t worry!’ she laughed as Ashley smiled a little nervously. Then you can do it to me. Sound like a plan?’ she asked.

‘It does’ Ashley agreed.

‘OK…..well, come here then!’ Sara smiled. ‘So the first thing is, people think it’s all about the tits….and they are great, but it’s really down to controlling the head so that your face goes perfectly in to the smother. Usually, you know I’d pull some hair, well, actually a lot of hair…..but I like you Ashley, so I’m just going to hold your head instead. And then….take a deep breath Ashley…..just pull the face into a breast and wait a moment. Your girl will tap when she knows she’s running out of breath and she can’t do anything about it’ Sara said, releasing Ashley just before the host would have felt that sensation and the need to tap out.

‘Wow…..I can see why that wins you so many fights’ Ashley laughed. ‘But now I guess it’s my turn now?’ she asked.

‘Yes ma’am’ Sara smiled. ‘You remember what to do?’ she checked.

‘I sure do’ Ashley said, grabbing the back of Sara’s head and pulling it into her breasts. Sara felt the familiar softness of a woman’s breast in her face, together with the tell tale feeling of a hard nipple just pressing into her. Ashley clearly enjoyed this as well, and that was just fine. Then Sara heard the sound of a door opening, a gasp from Ashley, and a sharp burning pain in her scalp as her face was roughly extricated from the softness of the host’s breast before it was introduced harshly to the cold hardness of the studio desk!

‘Mmmmfffff!’ Sara exclaimed, more than a little dazed by that impact. The follow up blows that rained in around the back of her and her shoulders just served to keep her dazed, and punish her further. When her vision cleared a little, she could see the faces of a very familiar trio there in the room. Annabelle held the hair of the clearly terrified host of the podcast, just anchoring her to her chair very firmly. It was Paislee, the raw-boned powerhouse who held Sara’s hair, as well as having her right arm pinned high up her back. And Toni was there of course, confidently strutting across the studio, knowing that her girls Annabelle and Paislee had total control of the situation, Paislee clubbing Sara with a heavy blow each time she started to struggle against that control.

‘This is Annie, from Texas, coming to you live from the Girlfight Podcast studio where I’m joined by a couple of special guests’ Annabelle said smoothly in to the microphone. ‘With me are the current, reigning and defending Southern Belles catfighting champion, the sensational Dallas Destroyer, Toni. And just having a little chat with Sara over there is the magnificent Midwest Mauler, Paislee. Paislee honey, do you want to see if Sara has anything insightful to say?’ Annabelle asked as poor Ashley fairly trembled in her grasp.

Paislee made sure that Sara had something to say even if it wasn’t insightful as she shifted her leg so that she trapped Sara’s breasts between her thick thigh and the edge of the desk. ‘AAAGGHHH….YOU FUCKING BITCH!’ Sara howled in pain.

‘Language…..language’ Annabelle tutted taking on the host role. ‘This is a family show’ she claimed, then laughed ‘actually, the fuck it is, given the subject. Fuck that bitch up Paislee!’ she laughed, The buxom blonde brawler needed no encouragement on that front, slamming Sara’s face to the desk again and leaning into her to hurt her some more.

‘So we have special guest for the last part of today’s show folks. A fine fighting woman. The Queen of the Southern Belles. My friend, and yours….Toni!’ Annabelle declared.

‘Thank you Annie’ Toni spoke now, taking Sara’s microphone as Paislee laid another shot into the ailing strawberry blonde. ‘So gracious of you to have me on your show….I must apologise for the ongoing background noise, but you do know how Paislee can be!’ Toni quipped.

‘Now, you must be wondering what could possibly make me put the time aside to come on to the podcast today’ Toni began her address. ‘It’s so near to Christmas. A time of joy. But not for the women that take me on. No, there’s rarely any joy for those bitches’ she said to the background noise of Paislee continuing her assault on Sara. ‘You see, I beat Sara for her Southern Belles title, and the woman synonymous with that organisation for so long is relegated to little more than a bit part player. She was just a stepping stone in the grand scheme of things for me. Just as Jemma was. That poor, poor, girl, sent to do a woman’s work by her mother’ Toni said, conveniently ignoring the fact that it was she who had drawn Jemma into to a match with her. ‘Well, she went the same way as Sara. A spirited little brat, I’ll admit. But over-matched’ Toni sniped, concluding ‘then again, who wouldn’t be with me? Her mother was no match for me either….it was totally one sided. I mean that bitch cried…..reduced to tears by the superior woman!’ Toni declared.

‘And Toni…..where does that leave us?’ Annabelle asked her friend, the champion.

‘Annie, I’m really so glad that you asked me that’ Toni replied in a serious tone. ‘Where it leaves us is really quite simple. Emma is retired, unless someone beats me for the title. And I don’t see a single person capable of beating a true tough Texan woman like myself. Not Sara…..no, her face is currently getting a close up of a studio desk courtesy of Paislee. Not Jemma….a poor wretch conflicted, knowing that she alone caused her mother’s own downfall; she has no chance, though she’s welcome to try again whenever she wants; at least she’s a feisty little spitfire. No, there’s nobody than can match me, something that I’ll prove time and again, whenever Southern Belles think that they’ve found a suitable opponent for me’ she stated confidently.

‘Well there you have it listeners. Confident talk from the champion, Toni’ Annabelle said, still maintaining her role as the host of this section of the podcast. ‘Now we have one of those key contenders here in the studio today as luck would have it. Sara, do you have anything to say about that?’ she asked sweetly.

‘AAAGGGHHHHH…..OWWWWWW!’ Sara cried out as Paislee pushed her arm further up her back, while digging her nails into the back of her neck.

‘Fighting talk from one of the contenders to the title there….very…...erudite’ Annabelle laughed. ‘So Toni, do you have any final words for the listeners?’ Annabelle asked now.

‘It’s a new era of catfighting Annie’ Toni declared. ‘My combination of skills is simply unrivalled. I can play mind games or I can hit them so hard that their mind stops being capable of those games. I can fight, I can wrestle. It’s truly my time, and there’s nothing that’s going to stop me!’ she confidently finished.

‘And…..that’s a wrap!’ Annabelle finished, before hitting the off button to end the podcast recording.

‘It really is a wrap’ Toni agreed. ‘Ladies, it’s nearly Christmas. Let’s get out of here, go home and celebrate!’ she declared as Paislee gave Sara one last heavy forearm around the back of the head before releasing her. Only then did Annabelle let go of Ashley’s long raven hair.

‘Sorry Ashley’ she smiled, smoothing that hair back into place before heading for the door. ‘Big fan of the show….love your work’ she said, blowing the host a kiss as she was the last woman out of the door. Ashley watched them go, frozen in place by fear for a moment longer, before she caught a sight of a beaten and bruised Sara, groggily face down on the desk.

‘Shit! Sara, are you OK?’ Ashley asked, going across the small room to check on the strawberry blonde who had been her guest. ‘HELP…...CAN WE GET SOME HELP IN HERE PLEASE? HELP!’ she shouted out to anyone who would listen, raising Sara from her slumber as she did.

‘Shhhhhh Ashley…..my fucking head hurts!’ the strawberry blonde groaned, but there was a wry smile on her face that showed while Paislee might have hurt her, she wasn’t that hurt. Paislee hadn’t finished the job and Sara would make the big blonde brawler pay for that when the time was right!