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You Little Bitch
By Wolfboy
Claire gets to defend
her title against a smaller opponent
Claire’s next lightweight title defence would see her faced with an unusual
situation as she would take on a smaller, lighter opponent in French fighter
Seraphine Dupont. At just 5 feet tall and 105lbs, Seraphine was the lightest
fighter who was currently active in the Smythe lightweight division and often
found herself giving up 20 - 30lbs to her opponents. She had found plenty of
ways of overcoming her weight disadvantage though; Seraphine had the ability to
take plenty of punishment without submitting, she was also a crafty, resourceful
fighter who had garnered a reputation as an uncompromising, dirty fighter.
Claire would take her on in a no time limit contest as a result of Seraphine’s
impressive yet unexpected win over the previously unbeaten New Zealander
Carmella Rose in a final eliminator for the title.
Claire had watched footage of that fight with me as we pulled together a game
plan for the best of 3 submissions, no holds barred match that would take place
in the ring at the Smythe mansion, One thing was clear to me though; Claire
would be faced with the unusual prospect of being able to overpower her opponent
at times so it would be interesting to see how she used that to her advantage.
As we waited to be called to the ring on the night of the match, I was still a
little confused about one of Claire’s strategic decisions for the match. For
reasons best known only to Claire, she had decided to fight naked in this match.
Against a fighter who loved to maul breasts and pussy as much as often as the
opportunity arose in her matches, it seemed a slightly odd idea. Claire was
convinced she knew best though and for the time being, her nudity was hidden
beneath a long black silk robe which she wore with the lightweight title belt
strapped tightly round her waist. As we walked to the ring, I could see that
Seraphine was already standing in her corner, looking positively overdressed in
comparison to Claire in a pair of opaque black hold up stockings which she
combined with a pair of black, wet look booty shorts. She would fight topless as
she often preferred to, her pert C cup breasts providing a distraction to a
number of opponents as it seemed that attacks on them did not trouble her as
much as they might have expected.
‘Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is for the Smythe Federation Lightweight
title’ the announcer began to inform the crowd. ‘It is a no time limit contest,
2 out of 3 submissions with no holds barred. First of all, introducing the
challenger, from Nice, France, Seraphine Dupont. She is 32 years old, 5 feet
tall, weighs 105lbs and measures 32C-22-32 with a catfighting record of 12 wins
with 2 defeats. And the champion’ the announcer continued as Seraphine
acknowledged a ripple of applause from the crowd’ is Claire Voss. She is 23
years old, 5 feet 2 inches tall, weighs 123lbs and measures 34DD-24-35 with a
catfighting record of 8 straight wins.’ Claire stepped out of her corner to
acknowledge the crowd, still keeping her long robe in place until the she
reached the centre of the ring where she let it slide from her body into a pile
at her feet on the mat. A buzz went around the crowd as they realised that the
champion was fighting nude; she looked in sensational shape as well, tanned and
toned, she probably presented an imposing opponent for her smaller challenger.
If Claire had expected Seraphine to be intimidated by her appearance though, she
was sorely mistaken as Seraphine quickly swarmed Claire back into the corner at
the start of the bout. The flashing, blood red, nails of the French woman
slashed at Claire’s stomach and breasts, forcing her back to the corner where
Seraphine looked to land with a knee strike straight to Claire’s crotch. Claire
blocked, absorbing the blow with her thigh, before she was able to push
Seraphine back. With the space to manoeuvre, Claire aimed a swinging elbow
strike at Seraphine’s jaw, but the French woman ducked under the elbow and
pushed forward, waist locking Claire and driving her back to the turnbuckle.
Pressing her diminutive frame back into Claire, she pinned the champion back
into the corner and immediately her fingers were probing to get a crotch claw on
to Claire. Frantically, Claire blocked with her thigh again, pulling on
Seraphine’s short brunette hair as well to force the French woman off balance.
Seraphine swung a punch into the pit of Claire’s stomach before Claire was able
to use her extra size and strength to force Seraphine off her and out of the
corner, Quickly, Claire closed the space between them down, catching Seraphine
in a side headlock, standing in the centre of the ring as she cranked on the
headlock.
Once again, the little French woman responded, grabbing hold of Claire’s ample
breasts with one hand, while going to Claire’s hair with the other hand, using
that to back her into the ropes. From there, Seraphine looked to fire Claire
into the opposite ropes, but this time, Claire grabbed her hair to maintain the
headlock before she shot a left-hand punch into Seraphine’s face as she tried to
subdue the French firebrand. Claire quickly tripped Seraphine to the mat in the
headlock, lying on top of her as she looked to get a breast smother in place.
Flexible, Seraphine worked her body into position to wrap her legs around Claire
in a body scissors. It wasn’t a powerful hold, but it did give Claire something
to think about as she tried to get her breasts firmly into Seraphine’s face to
smother the challenger. It seemed likely that Claire was going to be able to
secure that smother as she slowly positioned herself perfectly for the hold only
to suddenly cry out ‘you little bitch!’ and look to pull away as Seraphine
clamped her jaws shut on Claire’s right breast, Seraphine wasn’t releasing her
jaw lock easily either as she grimly held on, taking two hard forearm shots to
the chest before a third forced her to suck air in and Claire was able to
scramble free, rubbing her pained breast as she did so.
Seraphine got to her feet, wiped her mouth as she smirked at Claire, and the she
looked to close in on Claire who was easily able to keep her at bay planting two
ramrod straight jabs in her face before a snap front kick knocked her to the
mat. Claire dived in, an elbow drop to the lower back setting Seraphine up for a
boston crab attempt, but the French woman grimly clung onto Claire’s right ankle
to prevent herself from being turned over. There was little she could do however
to stop Claire from delivering a knee drop to her lower back which caused the
French woman to cry out in pain from the impact. Advantage to Claire it seemed
and she looked to follow up, sitting high up on Seraphine’s back before clamping
her in a reverse chin lock, one hand wrapped in her hair while the other arm was
wrapped tightly across her face. Carelessly though Claire had allowed her hand
to stray into the range of Seraphine’s jaws and the French woman wasted no time
in sinking her teeth in again causing Claire to shriek and scramble clear of her
once again.
Claire was beginning to get seriously hacked off with Seraphine’s fighting
style, but she wasted no time in pulling the little French woman up to her feet
and hurling her into the corner where she hammered away with big punches to the
body interspersing the punches with her insults
‘you.....little.....fucking......bitch!’ she spat out as she cut Seraphine down
under a hail of body shots. If there was any thought that she may have subdued
the smaller woman with her body punches, it was short lived as, from her seated
position in the corner, she connected with an uppercut to Claire’s pussy that
saw the naked champion crumple to the mat in front of Seraphine who dragged
herself to her feet before trapping Claire in a head scissor from behind. She
may not have been a big woman, but Seraphine’s thighs carried enough power to
put a grimace on Claire’s face that intensified when both of Seraphine’s hands
started to tear at her long black hair. ‘Submit?’ the little French woman asked
Claire as she pulled out a few strands of her hair. ‘Fuck off, you little
bitch!’ Claire shot back, falling victim to a hard slap to the face for her
response, but she gained some respite from the hair pulling at least as
Seraphine elected to grab hold of the bottom ring rope to add more leverage to
her head scissor.
In truth, that was a bit of a mistake for Seraphine. While the extra leverage
offered by the ropes caused Claire to squeal out in pain, the lack of hair
pulling quickly allowed Claire to work her head free enough to deliver a back
head butt to Seraphine’s crotch. The head scissor broken, Claire was able to
escape, grabbing Seraphine’s legs as she clung on to the ring rope still. Claire
took that opportunity, planting a stomp to the pit of her stomach and with
Seraphine winded, Claire finally took control of the first fall. Hauling her off
the mats, Claire easily lifted Seraphine, body slamming her hard to the mat in
the centre of the ring. An elbow drop to the French woman’s breasts followed
before Claire went back to Seraphine’s hair, lifting her again, this time to
deliver a vicious across the knee back breaker. Seraphine howled in pain as
Claire pushed her off her knee to the mat, but Claire allowed her no respite,
delivering a nasty nail rake down her back before planting a knee on her lower
back. Quickly grabbing both of Seraphine’s arms, Claire leant back, delivering a
very effective surfboard hold that had her little opponent crying in pain as
Claire worked her back over. The resilient Frenchwoman refused to give though
and tiring of the hold, Claire released Seraphine’s arms, delivering a knee drop
to her lower back as she did so to keep up the pressure.
Another across the knee back breaker followed from Claire as she continued her
assault on the little French fighter. Clearly in pain now, Seraphine must have
feared the worst as Claire peeled her off the mat by the hair, quickly lifting
her into an across the shoulder, hanging back breaker. Modifying her grip
quickly to hold Seraphine in place by her breasts, nails digging into sensitive
flesh adding to the effect of the painful move. Quickly Seraphine howled out in
pain and then submission putting Claire into a one-nil lead as she
unceremoniously dumped her little opponent to the mats. Claire strode
confidently, elegantly back to our corner while Seraphine crawled over to her
own corner, almost having to be helped to her feet.
‘She doesn’t look too tough now Steve’ Claire gloated as she took her seat in
our corner.
‘True enough’ I agreed ‘but beware of a wounded fighter. She’s got nothing to
lose at the start of this round if she’s struggling with that back injury’ I
cautioned Claire.
‘I guess so’ Claire shrugged ‘I think I’ve got her now though, she’s hurting and
I’m going to keep right after her back.
‘A good plan’ I had to agree ‘stay right on her in this fall early on and I
think you could be right.
Claire certainly felt that way and was good to her word in the early part of the
round, rushing Seraphine and waist locking her before driving her back hard into
her own turnbuckle. Three hard shoulders were driven into Seraphine’s stomach as
Claire quickly crushed the air from her little opponent. Claire grabbed her
winded opponent’s long, flowing hair, using it to toss her with ease across the
ring. Brushing some strands of Seraphine’s hair from her fingers, Claire looked
to have the contest going well in her favour now as she again pulled Seraphine
off the mat. The Frenchwoman fought back though, a thrusting finger strike into
the underside of Claire’s right breast giving Claire cause for thought as she
quelled that show of resistance with a knee lift into Seraphine’s stomach.
Dropped to her knees, the Frenchwoman was immediately wrapped up in a front
headlock by Claire who used her power advantage to crank on the headlock.
Seraphine’s hands groped for a target, quickly finding Claire’s ass into which
she sunk her nails causing Claire to cry out in pain. A clubbing forearm from
Claire again put paid to Seraphine’s latest show of resistance, but it was
obvious that while the Frenchwoman might be struggling to cope with Claire, she
wasn’t going to be giving into her without a fight either.
Claire picked up and slammed the French fighter, revelling in her ability to
overpower an opponent for once. Pressing on with her attack, Claire jumped into
the air to deliver a leg drop across Seraphine’s throat and as she converted
that into a side head scissor down on the mat, once again the tough little
Frenchwoman was in trouble. Claire’s strong legs wrapped around Seraphine’s head
like the sexiest of boa constrictors as she started to squeeze, attempting to
grind her down into submission. Indeed, Seraphine quickly started to let out
cries of pain, but in tying her up in such a closely held move, Claire had
brought Seraphine in close enough for her teeth and nails to come back into
play. Sinking her nails into Claire’s thigh drew a shriek of pain from the jet
haired champion; when Seraphine also sunk her teeth into the back of her thigh,
the shriek became a full-on howl of pain and Claire was forced to turn Seraphine
lose again.
‘You little bitch!’ Claire spat at her smiling opponent as Seraphine was able to
scramble back to her feet.
Seraphine waved Claire forward, hoping I thought that Claire’s anger might force
her into a mistake. I was pleased to see that Claire didn’t fall into that trap
though, approaching cautiously and in fact, surprising Seraphine with a quick,
snap kick into the pit of her stomach that bowled the Frenchwoman into the
ropes. Taking advantage of that situation, Claire pushed Seraphine’s body under
the ropes before grabbing her hair to bring her back to a sitting position on
the ring apron with her back to the crowd. A front headlock followed, Claire
using that move to also position Seraphine’s throat over the middle rope, and
with the addition of that ring rope choke, Seraphine was quickly pushed to the
point of submission by Claire, frantically tapping out as the referee asked
Claire to break her hold.
‘I will if she surrenders her panties to me’ Claire told the referee ‘otherwise
I’ll choke her out!’
‘OK, OK!’ Seraphine quickly agreed, anxious to get free of her predicament, and
Claire, good to her word released the hold before stripping her petite opponent
of her wet look booty shorts and making her way victoriously to the corner.
‘Well done!’ I told her as we hugged in victory. ‘What was all that with the
panties at the end?’ I asked her as we walked from the ring, Claire’s
championship belt now wrapped, once again, around her naked body.
‘I thought it might intimidate a few challengers a little’ she told me. ‘I’m
going to collect the panties of my beaten opponent’s now, and maybe I’ll hang
them in my corner now for title defences. Make it part of my stipulations for
matches I think’ Claire smiled.
‘I guess it might work’ I agreed ‘no harm in trying it anyway’ I laughed as we
entered the changing room with another successful defence behind us.
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