Trainee Manager (part 2)
By wolfboy
Emma makes her catfighting debut.

So, match day had arrived, and I was in charge of making sure that everything ran smoothly. Debbie had made herself scarce for the day, leaving Emma and myself the run of her house. I had gone through everything with Emma, and we were waiting now for Jane, her opponent, to arrive. Jane would be seconded by her older sister. I had arranged for Tara to referee again, as I thought that a familiar face would be one less thing to worry about on the day.
Jane arrived just after 2 PM, in plenty of time for the match which was due to start around 3PM, and I conducted a quick tour of the house and the basement before showing Jane and her sister to the changing room, Having done that, I went to find Emma who was changing in her bedroom. She answered the door, wearing only a smile on her face as she kissed me full on the lips. ‘I want you’ she whispered to me ‘after the match, I want you. I am so turned on by this’ she continued. I kissed her back, then faced the difficult task of trying to focus on the match properly!
‘I want you too’ I told her ‘but I want you to win as well first Em. Whatever you do, don’t let her see how turned on you are, because that will give her something to work on if she knows’
‘I know, I know’ Emma replied ‘Mum warned me about that, which is why she had Karen test me with all that pussy fighting. Guess it didn’t work all that well then!’ she laughed.
‘What are you wearing?’ I asked
‘Nosey!’ she smiled pointing to a pile of clothes on the bed. ‘Wait and see, I think you’ll like it’ she said ‘Go and get everything set up downstairs, I’ll be down soon enough’
So I did, and while I waited for Emma, Tara called Jane in to the ring first. Jane was an attractive, curvy girl, not dissimilar in build to Emma. Her outfit for the match was a stretch denim romper suit which had a split front barely able to contain her breasts. She appeared to be confident as she climbed in to the ring and waited for Emma, who was a woman transformed as she appeared for the match wearing a sexy schoolgirl outfit of a pink and blue tartan tie top, black micro skirt and thong and black knee high socks. Her long auburn hair was tied in a ponytail. She climbed into the ring, and Tara called her and Jane to the centre of the ring.
‘OK girls’ Tara started ‘You’re both novices, so I’m going to run through the rules first for you. The match has no time limit, and you require two submissions to win it. There will be no attacks to the head throughout, while punches and kicks to the body are only allowed in fall 3. All other moves except pile-drivers are legal. As you’re both novices, I’ll be keeping a close eye on you both to make sure you’re OK. Any questions so far?’. Emma and Jane both shook their heads, so Tara continued ‘OK then, Emma is 19 years old, 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighs 172lbs. Her measurements are 40e-28-39 and this is her first contest. Jane is 21, 5feet 9 inches tall and weighs 165 lbs with measurements of 38d-27-37. She has one win with no defeats. OK ladies are you both ready? Then Fight’
Both young women started a little cautiously, circling each other. It was clear to me that both would be looking to target the other’s large breasts as soon as possible, but things started out with Emma getting a grip of Jane’s hair to throw her across the ring. Jane landed hard on her arse in the corner as Emma moved in to follow up, but Jane grabbed her leg, and Emma also fell in the corner. Jane moved the quicker now, trapping Emma in a choke with her shin across my fighter’s throat. Jane used the ropes to lean back in order to get more leverage for the choke, but in doing so, Emma was able to push her off.
Both came back to their feet where Jane was again caught by the hair as Emma again threw her across the ring. Following up, Emma was able to trap Jane in a sleeper hold, before quickly adding a body scissor to the mix. Jane was unmoved though as Tara checked in and she reached back to grab a hold of Emma’s ponytail. Emma still held on to the scissor hold, but the hair pulling had distracted her enough for Jane to free herself from the sleeper. Slowly, Jane worked her way out of the scissor hold as well, and then still holding Emma’s hair, she brought her back to her feet where she clamped the sexiest schoolgirl I’d ever seen in a double breast claw. Emma let out an anguished cry and Jane worked her tits over through the fabric of her top before breaking the hold and trapping Emma in a bear hug. Impressively, she lifted Emma clear of the mat as she applied the pressure, but Emma reached down to pull Jane’s suit in to a wedgie, and it was enough to force a break.
Emma was out of the bear hug and took advantage to lift Jane into a big body slam, throwing her hard to the mat. The young fighter’s back arched up briefly before Emma followed up with a leg drop straight across Jane’s tits which she quickly converted into a body scissor, her powerful thighs working to crush Jane’s 38D breasts. Jane called out in pain and arched her body, while Emma shifted her body to engulf Jane’s face in a 40E breast smother which quickly drew the first submission from Jane after around 5 minutes of fighting.
There was to be a 2 minute break between rounds as I tried to re-focus Emma who was excited by her performance so far. ‘That’s a great start’ I told her ‘Keep focussed now, and she’s yours. Watch her going after those babies’ I said motioning to her breasts ‘she’s bound to try that again, and I want them in top condition for later on’ I laughed.
‘Don’t worry’ Emma grinned ‘I’ll do my best!’
Tara called the two women back in to the ring for the start of the second fall. ‘Ok girls, fight’ she said, and round two was underway with Jane landing a few stinging slaps to Emma’s stomach while Emma managed to retaliate with a couple of solid slaps to Jane’s thighs. Neither girl was able to take control of the round, and the pattern continued for a couple minutes – both landing a few blows , but neither producing anything all that telling until Jane managed to trap Emma in a front headlock. By adding a body scissor, she was able to pull Emma to the mat, and put her in trouble for the first time in the round.
A hard slap to Jane’s stomach saw Emma able to free herself from the headlock, but Jane’s strong thighs still held Emma trapped as they sawed away at Emma’s stomach. Emma forced her elbows into Jane’s thighs, but she was unable to force a break as Jane applied more pressure to the scissor hold. Emma tried to force the break again, and Jane spotted the chance to pull the loose knot on Emma’s tie front top, releasing her breasts from straining against the shirt fabric.
Instantly Jane again latched on to both breasts, applying a double claw hold bringing cries of pain from Emma which seemed to shake the walls of the basement. ‘Noooo!’ she cried as Tara asked her to submit before she was able to free her breasts from their torture by getting a crotch claw on to Jane. Now it was Jane’s turn to cry out in pain, but she was able to catch Emma’s tits with a couple of slaps as both women eventually turned loose their holds.
Emma was back to her feet first, and used the opportunity to whip Jane into one of the corner ring posts, the ring shuddering with the impact as Emma followed up with a full on running splash in the corner which seemed to drain Jane’s energy. Emma followed up with what looked like being a body slam, but was in fact an over the knee back breaker which she held, leaving Jane draped across her knee as she looked for a submission which wasn’t forthcoming. Giving a slap to Jane’s stomach, she released the hold, dropping Jane to the mat before showing impressive strength to lift Jane into an over the shoulder back breaker parading Jane around the ring as she asked her to give. ‘No’ came the reply as Emma dropped to her knees, jarring Jane’s back while still maintaining the hold, punishing her opponent. ‘Submit?’ Emma asked again, and Jane eventually conceded , giving Emma her first victory by an impressive 2-0 margin.
Back in the corner, Emma was ecstatic as she straddled my lap, kissing me passionately before whispering ‘now I’m ready for you, meet me back in here when everyone has left’
It didn’t really take that long for everyone to leave the house after the match, it rarely did, but to be honest I doubt it could ever have seemed longer! Eventually though, I made my way back into the basement to find the schoolgirl outfit fully back in place as Emma beckoned me in to the ring........