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The Catfight
Tournament – Preliminary Round
By Wolfboy
Emma is in action
as the preliminary round of the catfight tournament gets underway
After 3 weeks of preparation, the last weekend of
September had arrived, and Emma and I made our way to the Smythe’s country
residence for the preliminary round of the tournament. After a brief reception,
Lord Smythe had requested that all of the fighters should go and prepare
themselves for battle before re-convening in the main hall thirty minutes later
when the draw would take place for the preliminary round.
Each fighter had been allocated a room in one wing of the
house to act as their changing room for the duration of their stay in the
tournament, and after Emma and I had been shown to her allocated room, she set
about preparing. After some stretched, and a brief re-cap on our tactics, Emma
changed into her chosen fight outfit; a sexy black bra, micro mini skirt and
thong all trimmed with pink. Her hair was left loose for the time being as she
slipped a long robe over her sexy outfit, slipped on her shoes and we set off in
search of the main hall for the draw, where ten tough catfighting women eyed
each other warily, waiting to see who they would be pitted against.
‘Ladies’ Lord Smythe began ‘welcome to my home for the
start of the Smythe Challenge catfight tournament. I hope you are all feeling
confident. I’m looking forward to some great fights over the next few months,
and one of you will end the tournament as the champion of the Smythe Catfight
Federation. I’m sure you’re all itching for me to get started, so I’ll start the
draw now by choosing the two fighters for the first match. Once all of the
matches have been drawn, we’ll move to the ring room where the five matches will
take place in the wrestling ring and its surrounds if you prefer!’
The draw began, Lord Smythe drawing number 10 from the
bag before saying ‘Emma McArthur.’ Our interest picked up straight away as Emma
would be fighting in the first match against..... ‘Number 7...... Rachel Jones.’
Perhaps our most favoured opponent, Rachel was strong but inexperienced, ideal
for Emma. The remainder of the draw passed quickly throwing up Rajinder v
Ingrid, Amelia v Yana, Alex v Megan and Naomi v Alison.
We moved on to the ring room where Emma was a little
nervous to be first in action, but I reminded her of our tactics – she would
look to start quickly, build up a lead if possible, and above all make an
impression on the other women. Emma and Rachel were called into the ring, both
removing their robes before slipping through the ropes, and a ring announcer
started the introductions.
‘This is the first preliminary round match of the Smythe
challenge. It is an anything goes, twenty minute contest to be decided by most
submissions or a total submission of the match. Introducing first in the red
corner, wearing a black and pink micro skirt and bra top, with a record of 9
wins and 3 defeats, Emma McArthur. She’s 5 feet 10 inches tall, 172 lbs and
40E-28-39. And in the blue corner, wearing white hotpants with a white bra top,
with a record of 3 wins, Rachel Jones. She is 6 feet tall, 180 lbs and
40E-27-37.
With that, the referee took over, calling the two women
together and reminding them of the rules before getting the opening match
underway. There was a buzz throughout the room as Emma stalked the blonde haired
teenager around the ring before landing some solid body punches as she cornered
Rachel against the ring post. Although she grimaced, the strong blonde was able
to push Emma away, and again Emma stalked her patiently. I was pleased with the
start as Emma again cornered Rachel, ploughing a couple more punches into her
body before Rachel pushed her clear again. Emma was on top, but attacking
patiently.
A third time Emma cornered the blonde, landing 3 body
punches and eventually forcing Rachel to her knees where Emma hit her with a
thigh in the face sending the blonde sprawling. It was advantage Emma as she
wrapped her hand in the teenager’s blonde hair, slamming her face in to the mat
before hauling her to her feet. Maintaining her grip of the blonde’s long hair,
Emma slammed her head into the top turnbuckle, before with Rachel stunned, Emma
struck home with two kidney punches causing Rachel to drop back to the mat in
the corner.
Emma knew she needed to push home her advantage, and she
manoeuvred the blonde into a camel clutch, hooking her arms over her thighs
while pulling back hard on her chin. Rachel was in pain as she clawed
ineffectively at Emma’s legs while Emma reached a hand round to squeeze her
breasts while she maintained the pressure on her chin. The blonde was stubborn,
but as Emma switched to controlling her head by pulling back on her blonde hair,
Rachel was quick to shout out her submission. Five minutes in and Emma was one
to the good with the chance to continue the attack as there were no breaks in
the twenty minute format. Emma continued to control Rachel by pulling her hair
as she brought her to her feet and then scooped the heavier blonde off her feet
to deliver a body slam. An elbow drop across the chest followed before Emma
trapped the blonde in a headlock down on the mat, pulling Rachel’s face in to
her breasts, partly smothering the blonde fighter. Rachel pulled at Emma’s hair,
but Emma landed with another body punch which took the fight out of the blonde
briefly as Emma switched to a cross pin and smother.
The move was effective as Emma trapped Rachel’s arms,
giving her little chance to protect herself from the attacks Emma launched,
slamming her fist hard into the blonde’s unprotected stomach. Rachel groaned as
Emma tore at her bra top, pulling it away from the teenager’s breasts before
twisting her nipples like she was winding a clock. Rachel screamed out, and as
she bridged to try and alleviate the pain, Emma clamped her hand inside the
blonde’s hotpants to apply a pussy claw. Rachel yelled out again, but she wasn’t
getting out of this one anytime soon as Emma slowly tortured her.
‘I submit’ the blonde fighter cried out, but Emma wasn’t
feeling too charitable as she replied ‘Not that easy Blondie; submit the match
bitch!’
‘No!’ Rachel snapped back, but Emma’s fingers continued
to work away before she asked again ‘Submit the match?’
‘Ooooh, owwww......yes, yes, yes!!’ came the reply from
the battered blonde and Emma climbed off her having won the first match in a
little under ten minutes.
Emma looked more than satisfied as she joined me back at
ringside, slipping back on her robe as she settled down to watch the other
matches. ‘Well, that all went OK’ she said to me in something of an
understatement.
‘You could say that’ I agreed ‘better watch these other
matches now to see what you’re up against now. Might come in useful later on.’
So we settled down to watch the remaining fights, and
first up was Rajinder Gujari who was outweighed by 15 lbs against the Swedish
blonde Ingrid Stensson. Rajinder wore a black and flame print mini skirt and
halter top while Ingrid looked great in a baby blue cut out romper suit.
Although Ingrid held the size advantage, I knew Rajinder was a resourceful
fighter from watching her beat Debbie a while back. It had promised to be a
close contest, and with fifteen minutes gone, Ingrid had finally forced the
first submission, face sitting the Indian woman to a smother submission.
By this stage, Rajinder was stripped naked while Ingrid’s
romper suit was so torn it barely covered her crotch as she looked to finish off
the Indian fighter, pulling her to her feet for a slam only for Rajinder to
catch her with a chop to the throat, a knee to the crotch, and as the Swede
dropped to the mat, Rajinder soon had her tied up in a perfect reverse head
scissor. There was still three minutes to go as Rajinder started to work her
fingers in and out of the Swede’s pussy, and I fancied that the fight might well
go to overtime, but Ingrid bravely held on despite being brought to a screaming
orgasm just before the end of the contest.
‘She’s tough’ Emma said, admiringly ‘takes some doing to
hold out like that. I think Amelia’s up next isn’t she?’
‘Yeah, she’s got the Ukrainian girl hasn’t she? Looks
like it should be a tough one for her’
This time, it was me who was guilty of the
understatement. The powerful Eastern European looked stunning as she stepped
into the ring wearing a sky blue mesh baby doll which tied with ribbon up the
side. She wore nothing under the baby doll which became evident early in the
match as the baby doll rode up on her hips. The 190lb Ukrainian cut a powerful
figure while Lady Amelia also looked great in a satin bra and thong in royal
blue along with hold up stockings. Although outweighed, Amelia held her own
through the first five minutes before Yana started to take over, first securing
the lead through a submission to an inverted bear hug. She extended the lead
through an across the knee back breaker which she converted into a breast and
crotch claw, and then came the end of the match for Lady Amelia.
Yana trapped the host’s wife in a tight sleeper hold with
a body scissor, and Amelia was quickly forced to give up the match. Now there
were 3 into the tournament proper, and the next contest would pit Alex Grace
against American Megan Cox. I considered Alex to be one of the favourites
anyway, and with her 17lb weight advantage, I thought she might make short work
of the American.
Alex was first in to the ring wearing a pink and black
leather corset along with a black thong and stockings. The American fighter wore
a stars and stripes romper suit with a cut out front. Alex took the lead with a
body slam followed by a grapevine and breast smother, and almost made it 2-0
with a sleeper but Megan was just able to grab her hair and flip the New
Zealander to the mat. The match continued at pace until the American caught Alex
with a straight kick to the crotch, and as Alex went to the floor in pain, Megan
equalised with a face sit submission. In the end, it only delayed the inevitable
as Alex fought back to claim two more submissions to her grapevine breast
smother combination which saw her edge into the tournament proper.
The final match saw Naomi Benson take on Canadian Alison
Jackson. The Canadian held the size advantage and looked stunning in a red and
black plaid triangle top, micro skirt and thong. I knew Naomi to be a tough
fighter, and she came to the ring wearing a black and silver tie bikini for what
would prove to be a great final match. Naomi sprang out to a lead after flooring
Alison with a right hook to the jaw and getting her in a head scissor. Alison
came back to claim the next two submissions with a grapevine/crotch claw and a
camel clutch. With five minutes to go, Naomi tied it up with a double breast
claw though, and it was all to fight for as the time limit neared.
Both women were now topless and anxious not to make a
mistake, but in the end it was some brilliance from the Canadian that won the
match just as it went into overtime. Alison hauled herself into the air
delivering a perfect drop kick, her left foot catching Naomi on the chin and
bowling her to the mat. Alison followed up with a cross arm-breaker, and as she
sunk the hold in fully, Naomi had no option other than to give up.
‘A fine end to the evening’ Lord Smythe said as he came
into the ring to address everyone ‘thank you ladies. Congratulations to those of
you who have won; I will send you details of your forthcoming matches tomorrow
along with your prize money so far. Commiserations to those of you that lost; I
thank you for your efforts and you will receive your prize money tomorrow.’
Over the next hour or so, the various catfighters drifted
away, but before we left, Emma and I sought out Lady Amelia to pitch our idea to
her for Debbie’s celebrity fight.
‘I think that Rupert might well be interested.’ Amelia
admitted ‘He’d want to be able to film it, so you’d have to check that was OK.
Tell me everything you have planned and I’ll ask him for you.’
‘Well, Emma’s mum Debbie retired from catfighting last
year, but really wanted to fight a celebrity opponent before she quit. I’ve got
an agreement from Trish Stratus that she’ll fight Debbie to her rules for
£5,000. If Rupert is prepared to put up that kind of money, Debbie would happily
fight here’
‘What are Debbie’s rules out of interest?’ Amelia asked
‘Two 10 minute rounds with unlimited number of
submissions, no breaks, no attacks to anything that’s covered, then an unlimited
round where the winner has to force a total submission. That round is normally
nude, but might be topless for this one’ I replied.
‘Sounds like it would be right up Rupert’s street’ Amelia
agreed ‘I’m sure he’ll probably go for it, but I’ll ask him to make sure and get
back to you as soon as I can’
We left feeling happy on two
counts. Debbie might finally have a chance of getting her dream final match, and
Emma had made it into the next stage of the tournament.