University of Life
By wolfboy

Emma finds herself overmatched against a Korean/American Dominatrix
Emma had returned home from University, her studies complete, and had set herself up with a catfight against Korean/American Kandy Yang. I’d agreed to let her have a go at setting up her own fight, and, on paper at least; she hadn’t done a bad job. Kandy was physically a decent match for her – she held a 10 lbs weight advantage, but was similar in height. Even though she was more experienced than Emma, her 7&0 stated record wasn’t insurmountable to a cat fighter looking to improve like Emma.
I was just sure that Kandy would probably have had some matches in the USA before coming over to the UK to work, but I couldn’t really find any evidence of it. My other big concern was to be the type of match – a 30 minute bedroom catfight with most submissions to win, no breaks and anything in the bedroom being fair game to use as a weapon against your opponent. Without knowing what was in the room, it seemed a dangerous stipulation, but Emma was confident as we set off for York and the scene of the match.
We arrived a couple of hours later, and we were shown the room where Emma would fight Kandy by the referee, Jo, who explained that anything that wasn’t furniture or nailed down was a legal weapon. A quick scan of the room showed there was nothing too serious though, just hairbrushes, pillows and some stockings strewn around. At the centre of the room was a huge bed, roughly 10 feet square and covered in just a sheet. Pillows were strewn around. The rest of the room was covered with wrestling mats. The tour completed, we were shown to another bedroom, where Emma changed in to her outfit for the match - a hot pink strappy romper suit with a halter neck fastening and a plunging front that showed off her magnificent cleavage.
We had discussed tactics beforehand, chief among which was try and keep Kandy tied up with Emma whenever possible. The use of weapons without any breaks suggested that it could be a tough match if Kandy got hold of something early in the match and was able to dominate. We went back over this again before Jo called us through to the bedroom for the match. Kandy was waiting, sitting on the corner of the bed, and she cut a powerful figure in her black leather halter top, hotpants which zipped up at the back, and hold up fishnet stockings. Jo got both of the women together in the room to run down the rules.
‘OK ladies, this is a bedroom catfight and it will be fought to Ms Yang’s rules. It will be fought over an uninterrupted period of 30 minutes with the most submissions winning the contest. There is no option to submit the match at any point, I know you’ve both agreed to that, but I would reserve the right to stop the match if I feel one of you is going to get hurt by continuing. The match can be fought anywhere in the room, and you are allowed to use any items in the room other than furniture against each other. OK so far?’ she asked and received two nods in reply.
‘OK then, Kandy I’m going to ask you to cover that zip over on the back of your hotpants please. I’m worried that the actual zipper could cause a cut.’ Kandy nodded and grabbed a pair of stockings from a nearby chair, double tying them around her waist as a makeshift belt. It was simple but effective, and so Jo continued ‘ Then on my left is Emma McArthur, she is 20 years old, 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighs 172 lbs. Her measurements are 40E-28-39 and she has 2 wins with no defeats. And on my right is Kandy Yang, she is 31, 5 feet 11 inches tall and weighs 185lbs. She measures 42DD-27-38 and she has 7 wins without defeat. OK ladies when you’re ready, fight’
Kandy climbed straight on to the bed, kneeling and motioning for Emma to join her, which she did, and was trapped immediately in a headlock, Kandy pulling her to the bed and smothering her with her DD breasts. Emma bridged, offering her stomach as a target for Kandy’s fist which struck home, and then Kandy went straight to Emma’s crotch with a clawing attack. Emma was calm, refusing to submit to this early onslaught as Kandy moved to slap her thighs hard, but there was no immediate escape possible as Kandy held the dominant position. Emma grabbed for Kandy’s hair without too much success before bridging again and finding herself wide open to a second stomach punch.
Kandy shifted her position slightly to lie more on top of Emma, controlling her with a loose body scissor while she used her right hand to pin both of Emma’s hands above her head. Tits still in Emma’s face, Kandy slapped hard in to Emma’s right breast, drawing the first moan of discomfort from my girl. A second slap followed, and was instantly converted to a claw hold on the breast and Emma signalled her first submission.
‘1-0’ Jo said, but the action continued with Kandy quite legitimately maintaining her position, but without the breast claw. Emma had managed to free one of her hands from Kandy’s grip and was able to hook a couple of punches in to Kandy’s side. Kandy retaliated with another slap into Emma’s right breast, but another punch from Emma landed and Kandy rolled away releasing Emma who quickly got back to her knees and Kandy came back in to grab her hair. Emma punched her in the stomach, and then forced Kandy on to her back catching her in a schoolgirl pin on the bed.
Emma bounced a couple of times on Kandy’s chest before reaching back to catch her in a stomach claw. It seemed that Kandy was in trouble for the first time, but she was able to free herself by delivering a short punch into Emma’s crotch, which had just enough shock value to get her released as Emma rolled away. Kandy followed up, catching Emma face down on the bed in a reverse grapevine pin and back hammer combination, and Emma was back in trouble, already starting to moan from the painful move. Kandy used her free hand to start finger-fucking Emma as she lay face down. Quickly the groans of pain were mingled with those of ecstasy as Emma succumbed to the probing fingers of her opponent.
It took a few minutes, but there was no mistaking Emma’s orgasmic screams as she came. Instantly, Kandy switched her fingering to a crotch claw, and Emma signalled her second submission to go 2-0 behind, 10 minutes into the match. Keeping Emma trapped; Kandy started to undo the halter neck fastening of Emma’s romper suit letting it fall away from her breasts as she did so. Kandy again started to finger-fuck Emma, working her fingers rhythmically inside Emma’s pussy as she lay face down on the bed. All too soon, Emma reached another screaming climax at the hands of Kandy, the Korean/American’s expert attentions proving too much for Emma. Again Kandy switched to the crotch claw putting Emma 3-0 down in the match. There was still a little over 10 minutes left in the match as Kandy broke the hold, removing Emma’s romper suit completely as she did so.
Emma appeared a spent force as she remained face down on the bed, while Kandy left her there and went in search of some weapons. ‘Let’s see what else the pretty English girl might like’ she said as she picked up some more stockings and a hair brush before coming back to the bed. Grabbing Emma by the hair, she started to pull Emma off the bed to the matted area only to be shocked by a crotch punch. Kandy let out an involuntary cry of pain before Emma lifted her into a body slam and followed up with a reverse face sit, her naked ass engulfing Kandy’s face while she slapped her repeatedly in the chest.
Kandy bridged, and Emma was able to reach forward to apply a crotch claw of her own to the older woman, and it was soon evident that Kandy’s muffled screams would lead to a submission as Emma brought the match back to 3-1. Time was running short in the match, but as Emma maintained the face sit, I was still hopeful she might turn the match round. A yelp of pain from Emma suggested she wasn’t quite having everything her own way though as Kandy sunk her teeth into Emma’s arse cheek.
With that, the hold was broken, and Emma’s chances in the match quickly evaporated as Kandy caught her with a knee to the stomach as they locked up again. A second knee lift saw Kandy able to trap Emma in a standing head scissor as Emma doubled over from the impact. Kandy levered Emma’s arms behind her back before tying them there with one of the pairs of stockings she had picked up earlier. With her opponents arms tied, Kandy released the head scissor and punched Emma hard in the stomach which dropped her to the mat. Kandy knelt beside Emma before grabbing a hair brush from the floor.
Kandy trapped Emma in a head scissor, squeezing her head with her muscular thighs while using the hair brush to hit Emma’s unprotected breasts. Emma squirmed and squealed as the brush hit home half a dozen times before she again submitted to go 4-1 behind. There wasn’t long left in the match now, but Kandy had one final humiliation in store for Emma as she inserted the handle of the brush into her pussy, using it to bring Emma to orgasm once more as the match ended.
The match over, Kandy removed the brush, kissed Emma passionately, and then left the room. I helped Emma back to her feet and she said she was ‘OK, but sore from Kandy’s attentions’
‘I guess she was a bit better than I thought’ Emma admitted as she made her way, unsteadily, back to the changing room. ‘Maybe I’ll leave choosing opponents up to you for a while Steve’ she smiled
‘Fair enough’ I agreed ‘We weren’t to know, but I’ll be careful choosing your next matches – nothing easy, but someone more manageable I reckon?’
‘You’re the boss’ she laughed ‘You know, you might have to wait until tomorrow for a post match fuck though Steve. I think I’ve had enough to satisfy from that bitch today!’
‘I guess’ I said feigning serious disappointment ‘Do you want me to bring my own hair brush’ I laughed receiving a slap in return.