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The Catfight Tournament –Round Robin Week 3
By Wolfboy
The third round
of tournament matches with a sexy costume theme
The third round of tournament matches would see Emma
taking on Alex, who was one of the tournament favourites. Before that, the other
favourite, Yana would take on Canadian fighter Alison. This round of matches
were themed to be sexy costumes for the outfits, and while I knew that Emma had
chosen a revealing police woman romper suit, I was interested to see what looks
the other women had chosen.
Yana was first in to the ring for the evening’s opening
match, the Ukrainian amazon choosing a nurses outfit of white mini dress with a
full length red zipper up the front combined with a nurses hat and a pair of
white four inch heels that boosted her height to well over 6 feet. She looked
ready and more than keen to get the fight started as she paced the ring
impatiently awaiting the appearance of Canada’s representative in the
tournament, Alison Jackson.
For this bout, the Canadian had chosen a black pvc army
chief dress with a military hat and black wrestling boots. As she entered the
ring, Alison threw her hat into the crowd letting her long, black hair fall
loosely around her shoulders. Yana followed suit, removing her hat, and after
the customary introductions, the fight was under way with Alison throwing
everything at Yana early on as the Ukrainian unwisely tried to fight the match
in her high heeled shoes. Alison ploughed home a series of body punches as Yana
was too slow on her feet and it was only when Alison got Yana to the mat in a
head scissor that she was able to kick off her shoes and start to get back into
the match.
It was around the middle of the match that Yana seemed to
have taken control of the fight, a crushing, inverted bear hug seeing her take
the lead as Alison’s 38C breasts literally fell out of her army dress. Yana
dropped Alison hard to the mat as she gave and started to tear her dress from
her voluptuous body, and I thought that she would take over only for Alison to
stun her with a sharp thrust to the throat followed by a hard right to the jaw
which sent Yana sprawling to the mat. Alison knew this was her big chance and
she was on Yana with the speed of a cat, unzipping her dress to reveal the
Ukrainian’s naked body before hammering at her stomach with a series of body
punches. A face sit followed, Alison using Yana’s hair to pull her face into her
crotch, and an equalising submission seemed certain to follow until Yana, wildly
bucking, managed to dislodge Alison just enough to squirm on to her front.
Still. Alison held the upper hand, a handful of hair
pulling Yana’s head into a choke hold before Alison carelessly let her long hair
stray close enough for Yana to grasp and pull her off her back. Yana broke
clear, and for the next few minutes looked just to keep Alison at bay while she
gathered her energy following the Canadian’s attacks. In the end, Yana secured
the decisive second submission just before the end of the 30 minute time limit.
An uppercut to Alison’s left breast knocked the Canadian fighter off her feet
where Yana quickly mauled her into a reverse face sit. A combination of breast
and crotch claws were added by Yana, more than enough to draw the submission and
Yana ran out a hard fought 2-0 winner.
With the first match finished, I accompanied Emma back to
her changing room to prepare for her match with the tough kiwi, Alex Grace. We’d
already discussed tactics, but as Emma changed into her plunge front, Royal Blue
police woman romper suit, I figured there was no harm going over them one last
time.
‘Remember Em, she’s started slowly in all of her matches
so far’ I said ‘but she paces herself to come on strong in the second half of
the match. Take your time early on, even if you’re on top, don’t let her tire
you out too much early on.’
‘That’s the plan’ Emma admitted ‘I’m going to look to
pick my openings carefully if I can. I know she’s fit, but I’ll try and make her
carry my weight around as well to tire her out. Oh.... and I’ll try to beat her
up at the same time’ she smiled ‘Now, where’s my good luck kiss for the match
Steve?’ she asked me.
I was only too happy to oblige before we headed back to
the ring where the blonde New Zealander was already waiting for Emma. As she
took off her robe while Emma climbed into the ring, she revealed a French maid
costume of a maid corset, black pvc thong, suspenders and black sheer stockings.
A pair of towering 6 inch black high heels completed the look, although Alex
wasn’t about to fall into the same trap as Yana had, removing them while the
announcer began the introductions for the bout.
‘Ladies & Gentlemen, this is the second match of this
third evening of catfighting in the Smythe challenge tournament. On my left from
New Zealand is Alex Grace. Alex is 5 feet 8 inches tall, 167lbs and measures
40DD-25-37. Her catfight record is 27 wins and 2 draws with a win and a draw so
fair in the Smythe challenge tournament.’ Alex stepped forward to take the
applause of the crowd while the announcer went on ‘and her opponent is Emma
McArthur from England. Emma is 5 feet 10 inches tall, 173lbs and measures
40E-28-39. Her catfight record is 11 wins and 3 defeats, and she has won her
only match so far in the tournament.’
The ring announcer cleared the
ring, and on the sound of the bell, Emma and Alex started to stalk each other a
little cagily, both feinting with slaps, neither really committing to any
serious attacks through the opening seconds. It seemed that Alex was again
trying to feel out what her opponent’s abilities were, and she found herself on
the back foot early again as Emma secured a side headlock, added in
a good grip of Alex’s hair, and flipped the
blonde to the mat. Emma quickly scissored one of Alex’s arms as well, but the
blonde was quick to land a few slaps to the head, and Emma thought better of
maintaining her attack. A handful of hair saw Emma pull Alex back to her feet
before throwing her into the corner and sinking in a few body punches until Alex
was able to sneak from the corner.
Emma was still sticking to our game plan of not rushing
into the attack as she traded slaps to the face with Alex, both women striking
with impressive speed and accuracy as they reddened the other’s cheeks. Alex
struck with some kicks to Emma’s thighs as it appeared she was starting to warm
to the task at hand, but it was to be Emma who would claim the first submission.
As Alex went for another kick to Emma’s thigh, Emma caught her leg before
landing a crotch kick. A leg sweep followed as Alex groaned with pain, and with
the New Zealander down, Emma dived in to secure a face sit.
Simple but effective in its execution, Alex was quickly
struggling under Emma’s shapely arse, some nipple tweaking added to her
predicament, and a little over five minutes in, Emma had the lead 1-0. The
second fall started immediately, Emma body slamming Alex before a full body
splash winded the blonde and it seemed that Emma had managed to gain the
advantage. A good hair pull from Alex quickly turned that around though, and now
Emma found herself trapped under Alex as she bounced the back of her head off
the ring canvas a couple of times. Switching her position, Alex looked to get
Emma in a reverse head scissor, but it was unsuccessful as Emma first blocked
it, and then forced Alex’s thighs apart to gain her release.
With both women back on their feet, Emma looked to use
her height to keep Alex at by with slaps to the face. Alex was slowly stalking
Emma around the ring, an occasional kick landing to Emma’s thighs while she
continued to walk forward looking to corner my auburn-haired vixen. Emma was
wise to the plan, but there was little she could do when Alex ducked a face slap
before driving in two body punches, rocking Emma back against the ropes. Emma
swayed against the ropes as Alex pummelled away at her body before a knee to the
crotch dropped Emma to her knees. Alex also went to her knees, draping Emma’s
arms over the ropes before landing some hard and well placed body punches into
Emma’s unprotected ribcage.
You could hear all of the air being driven from Emma’s
body as Alex methodically set her up for the equalising submission. A short DDT
drove Emma’s face in to the mat where Alex flipped her onto her back and sat
down straight on her face in a text book face sit pin. Emma was totally winded
by the body punching, and could only offer a token resistance before giving in
to make the match 1-1. It was just after the ten minute mark in the fight, and
sensing an advantage, Alex immediately switched to a full nelson / body scissor
combo stretching and squeezing Emma at the same time as she did so. The New
Zealander’s strong thighs were clamped just below Emma’s breasts, sawing away at
her stomach, stopping her from really catching her breath still while the full
nelson enabled Alex to work on Emma’s neck.
Emma was trapped and in big trouble. Her low moans of
pain as she struggled to catch her breath become louder each time Alex tensed
her thighs. Alex released her full nelson, preferring to rip open the front of
Emma’s romper suit instead to expose and then attack her breasts. Emma cried
out, responding by clawing at Alex’s stocking clad thighs, but she only really
succeeded in tearing away the stockings as Alex continued to test her stomach
muscles with her powerful scissor hold. Emma gamely hung in there for a couple
of minutes looking for a way out, but the combination of body scissor and breast
mauling proved effective for Alex in the end, and with the match around half way
through, she took the lead 2-1.
There was no immediate response from Emma either as she
found herself dragged to her feet by her hair, kneed in the stomach and whipped
into the corner post by Alex who was well on top now and determined to stay
there. In the corner, she again tore at Emma’s romper suit, further exposing
Emma’s battered body. A kick to the stomach followed, and leaving that foot
planted in Emma’s stomach, Alex got hold of Emma’s head and fell back, monkey
flipping Emma to the mat. Not expecting the move, Emma hit hard, winded again
even before Alex’s follow up body splash across her stomach. Pulled back to her
feet again by the hair, Emma found herself body slammed to the mat and again she
was trapped under Alex’s backside in a reverse face sit.
This time, it appeared the Alex was happy to try and
prolong Emma’s pain, occasionally easing her butt off Emma’s face to allow her a
gasp of air before planting it firmly down over her face again. Alex worked her
fingers across Emma’s breasts, arousing Emma with her attentions first before
cruelly twisting Emma’s stiffened nipples. Breaking from that, she steadily
removed the rest of Emma’s romper suit, leaving her trapped, and fully exposed
to Alex’s expert attacks. Emma tried to swing her legs back to scissor Alex, who
skilfully trapped Emma’s legs before plunging her fingers into Emma’s pussy, a
clawing attack seeing her take a 3-1 lead with a little over five minutes of
fighting remaining.
Although there were no official breaks in the match, Alex
clearly felt she could afford one now as she strolled to her corner for a drink
of water, leaving her naked opponent flat out in the centre of the ring. There
was no doubt that Emma had taken something of a beating over the last part of
the match, but I hoped that she could at least use this break to gather herself.
My hope was granted as Alex came back to Emma, leant over her to pull her up off
the mat, and found herself the victim of a crotch punch from Emma who was quick
to follow up with a second punch which put Alex on the mat.
Emma struggled to her feet before landing a knee drop
into Alex’s side and then grabbing Alex’s hair she slapped the blonde New
Zealander hard in the face before hauling her to her feet by the hair to body
slam her. Another lift was followed by a back breaker over the knee where Emma
held Alex, looking to bend her into submission. It was unsuccessful as Alex
squirmed free only to find herself trapped again in a pin with Emma sitting on
her chest, slapping her hard in the face again before moving up to sit on her
face instead. Time was running low for Emma as she plunged a hand inside Alex’s
corset, digging her nails into Alex’s breasts and drawing some muffled cries of
pain and protest from Alex. Emma intensified her attack, frantically looking to
get a submission back at least, and her efforts were rewarded as Alex finally
tapped the mat to bring the score back to 3-2.
The was no time for Emma to do anything about tying the
match up though; indeed, by the time she had applied a follow up grapevine pin,
the bell had sounded to signal the end of the match. A 3-2 defeat had been no
disgrace and the way that Emma had fought back was sure to have impressed many.
I was so impressed in fact that after the match, I had
one last surprise in store for Emma.
‘Em?’ I asked her as we sat in the changing room ‘Will
you marry me?’
She hesitated just long enough to make me nervous before
she replied ‘yes..... yes, I’d love to!’
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