The Mauler
By wolfboy

Emma continues the build up to the tournament taking on an experienced heavyweight.
One day, I’ll put pen to paper to describe my pretty comprehensive (and totally unsurprising) defeat against Debbie. For the time being though, let’s stick with Emma and Debbie’s catfighting action instead while I search for the words to describe it.....
Emma was back in action a few weeks into the New Year with a match against Rachel Morley. Armed with my new found first hand ‘knowledge’ of catfighting, I asked about her plans for the match.
‘I know Rachel’s probably the best fighter I’ve gone against yet, except maybe when I fought Kandy Yang, but I’ve got some ideas how to take her on’ Emma said. ‘Her nickname is The Mauler which probably suggests that she’s keen on clawing boobs and pussy, but I don’t know if she can wrestle too. That’s what I’m planning to find out Steve. If she can, then I guess I’ll have to go to plan B and just mix it with her?’
‘I suppose that’s true Em’ I admitted ‘I fancy your chances if you try to wrestle her though to be honest. Even if she’s good, she’ll struggle to match you at that. Mind you don’t get your boobs clawed too much though – I’d hate to have to rub them better for you after the match!’ I laughed ‘Are you OK with the rules she’s suggested for the match?’
‘I think so Steve’ Emma said ‘No time limit and 2 out of 3 submissions is pretty standard. All of the usual moves are allowed. I quite like her idea of topless for fall two and nude for the third as well – it keeps things even that way’
‘Fair point’ I agreed ‘remember though, stripping isn’t barred in her rules, so watch if she tries that. So she’s fighting you here in the basement anyway. I’ve fixed it all for this coming Saturday morning; it was the only time that seemed to suit everyone for a couple of weeks’
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Saturday morning saw Rachel arrive promptly at ten thirty with her husband Dave in tow – Dave was to be acting as her second for the fight. Emma had already gone to change for the fight, so I showed them both to the basement and the changing area down there. Tara was refereeing again, and was already in the ring checking that everything was in order.
Rachel appeared first for the match, and it was only now that she was stripped down to a black leather thong bikini studded with metal that I realised how powerful she appeared. I reckoned that she must be almost 6 feet tall and at least 185 well toned, solid pounds – I would find out soon enough when Tara dealt with the formalities before the match.
Emma arrived in the basement a couple of minutes later, her fight outfit of black booty shorts and string bikini top trimmed with yellow and with some yellow stars on her left breast looked stunning as it clung to her curvy body. I was pretty sure that curvy body was about to become the target of Rachel’s attentions once the match got underway, but I was confident that Emma would give back as much as she got. Tara called both of the fighters in to the ring for the introductions.
‘OK ladies, you’ve both agreed on a best of 3 submissions limited rules catfight with no time limit. Fall 2 will be fought topless; fall 3 will be fought nude if it required. The only moved not allowed are piledrivers and strikes to the head and face although open handed slaps are allowed. There will be a two minute break between falls. OK so on my left is Rachel ‘The Mauler’ Morley. Rachel is 27 years old, 6 feet tall and weighs 200 lbs. Her measurements are 42DD-28-38 and her official catfight record is 14 wins and 2 defeats. Her opponent is Emma McArthur who is 21 years old, 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighs 177 lbs. Her measurements are 40E-28-39 and she has an official record of 8 wins with 2 defeats. When you’re ready then ladies....... fight!’
From the start of the first round it was clear that Rachel was a confident wrestler as she pressed forward trying to grab Emma in a headlock, but Emma dodged clear and replied with a slap to the thigh of her opponent. Rachel’s response was to calmly return to the same tactic, and this time she was able to half trap Emma with the headlock and although Emma wriggled free of the headlock quickly enough, Rachel was able to keep control with a handful of hair, using it to pull Emma to the mat. With Emma down, Rachel quickly gained a pinning position, sitting on Emma’s stomach and leaning forward to wrap her arms around the back of Emma’s head in a kind of headlock. It was clearly Rachel’s intention to make Emma carry her weight as much as possible to make the most of her weight advantage, and she maintained her position through the first five minutes of the match without making any really attacking moves.
Emma was well trapped under her but she was still able to connect with a couple of body punches before Rachel arched back, lifting Emma’s head and shoulders from the mat before plunging forward to drive her back to the mat. Emma registered the impact with a groan before sinking her nails into Rachel’s arse. ‘Fucking bitch’ Rachel spat before repeating her move to drive Emma to the mat three more times in quick succession. Sensing Emma was a little disorientated from the head slams, Rachel released the headlock and sprang forward to look for a face sit, but her over-eagerness saw her caught off balance and Emma dislodged her with a well timed bridge and was able to get back to her feet.
A series of slaps were exchanged by both women, Emma getting the better of it in the end as she forced Rachel back to the ropes and drove a knee into her stomach. Rachel rode the blow well, grabbing Emma’s hair and skilfully switching her onto the ropes where a right hook to the rib cage was followed by an uppercut to Emma’s right breast. Emma’s bikini top struggled to contain her breasts after that blow, and again Rachel flipped her to the mat and into the headlock and pin combination, soon adding another couple of head slams to Emma’s troubles.
Emma bridged and bucked, trying to work her way free, but Rachel rode her expertly before again switching tactics to a double breast claw, working her hands inside Emma’s top to punish her. Emma shrieked, but instead of going after Rachel’s hands, she slapped her hard in the face three or four times in quick succession. The crack of the slaps echoed round the basement as Rachel rolled off Emma to the mat where she was trapped in a body scissor by Emma, testing her stomach muscles as Emma’s thighs ground away at her. Emma soon had her fingers wrapped in Rachel’s hair, ragging her head around while her thighs continued their assault on Rachel’s stomach giving rise to her first pained cries of the match.
‘No, no!’ was Rachel’s response as Emma asked her if she submitted, and Emma responded with a crotch attack, her fingers working away inside Rachel’s leather thong bringing screams of pain, but still no submission. I was hoping that Emma would stay patient though, and she did so, maintaining the scissor hold and the crotch attack over the next couple of minutes before she moved position slightly to add a breast smother to Rachel’s predicament. It was a move that Emma certainly had the build for, and the addition of the smother proved very effective, forcing Rachel to tap the mat, forlornly admitting the first submission of the match.
It had been a tough first fall though. Emma was happy to be one fall to the good in the fight, but she was wary of any overconfidence in the corner during the break. ‘She’s going to be tough to beat still’ Emma said to me ‘She held out from the crotch claw for ages, and my head’s still ringing from those head slams she gave me’
‘I’m not surprised’ I admitted ‘lucky the mat’s so padded or there’s a chance she could have put you away with that. Think you have to try and get her down and pinned if you can Em. She’s going to try and hold you down, use her weight to tire you’
‘You’re right of course’ Emma said as she removed her bikini top before re entering the ring’ easier said than done though, she’s a big bitch!’
The second fall started slowly, both fighters clearly cautious now that they knew what the other had in store for them. Emma was first to strike, whipping Rachel into the corner post hard, but she was unable to follow up as Rachel quickly moved clear of the corner. A mauling double hair pull followed, both women locking a hand into the others hair as they fought for supremacy at the start of the round. With her free hand, Rachel locked a standing pussy claw into Emma who responded with a stomach punch and a slap to the face quickly breaking the hold and the two women parted again. Emma was again able to whip Rachel into the corner post, and this time, Rachel remained against the post so Emma aimed to follow up with an avalanche splash in the corner. It was a clever ruse from Rachel who remained in the corner before exploding out with a clothesline to flatten Emma.
Rachel followed up as Emma got to all fours, applying a standing head scissor before pulling hard on the back of Emma’s booty shorts pulling them into a wedgie. Emma responded, clawing as Rachel’s arse before The Mauler was able to trap both of her arms, pulling them high up Emma’s back into a double back hammer and then she rolled sideways, taking the scissor hold to the mat. Rachel was able to free one hand from controlling Emma’s arms in the back hammer, and instantly locked it onto Emma’s right breast, alternating between twisting and pinching Emma’s magnificent breast. Emma cried out her displeasure from the combination hold and Rachel landed a hard punch to her right breast before going back to the clawing attacks.
‘Submit bitch?’ Rachel asked Emma who quickly replied ‘Fuck you!’
‘Hmmm’ Rachel mused as she continued to punish Emma ‘you’d probably like to I bet....’
There was no getting away from it though. Emma was in big trouble from the combined effect of head scissor, double back hammer and tit mauling, and she seemed to have no way out. Even as Emma worked an arm free, it was tough to see what she could do to get free, but she found a target in Rachel’s crotch again, and succeeded in landing a couple of back hand slaps, which weren’t exactly devastating, but carried enough weight to force Rachel into a break to rethink her strategy. Emma had been in head scissor for almost three minutes and was very slow to rise. As she did so, she rose straight into Rachel’s clutched, and a big body slam followed, Emma crashing to the mat before all of Rachel’s 200 lbs landed with a leg drop across her breasts drawing an audible gasp of pain from Emma.
Rachel got back to her feet before reaching into Emma’s hair to pull her to her feet where she looked to deliver a second body slam which Emma was able to block before delivering a crunching forearm across Rachel’s shoulder. Rachel dropped to a knee where Emma slapped her face and then pushed her backwards to the mat, gaining a pinning position high on Rachel’s chest. Rachel’s legs swung upwards, knees striking Emma hard in the lower back, but Emma took it well before sliding down Rachel to apply a grapevine. Now it was Rachel who was in trouble as Emma cruelly squeezed her breasts, but Rachel was resourceful, and I spotted her hand moving lower before it entered Emma’s booty shorts. Emma’s anguished cry of ‘Fuck!’ made me realise that Rachel’s hand had found a target, and now it was a battle of wills, both women dishing out and taking the pain, seeing who would break first.
In the end it was Emma in a way, but only as she broke her breast claw to fire a punch into Rachel’s stomach. Rachel was winded from the sudden blow and Emma tried to take advantage and move up for a face pin. Rachel bucked wildly as Emma leant forward to try and smother her with her crotch, and she was partly successful as Emma over balanced slightly. Rachel took advantage, using the fact that Emma was off balance to slide out from under her and again both fighters were back on their feet, eight minutes into the second fall. As the two came back together, Emma high with a face slap, but Rachel ducked the blow driving her shoulder into Emma’s stomach, putting her on the mat with an expertly executed spear tackle. An elbow drop landing in Emma’s stomach as Rachel followed in, and then, Emma found herself trapped in Rachel’s headlock and pin combo again as she had early in round one. Instantly, Rachel lifted Emma’s head and shoulders clear of the mat before driving her back to the mat a couple of times before starting to smother Emma with her breasts in her face. Another lift and head slam followed, before Rachel reached back with her hand and started to ease Emma’s shorts down her thighs. Emma resisted, legs crossed until a couple of body punches broke her resistance, and Rachel was quick to complete the move easing Emma’s shorts past her knees.
‘What happened to your panties bitch?’ Rachel asked her before she punched Emma twice more in the stomach and then she went for a crotch attack, her fingers quickly drawing an equalising submission out of Emma.
It was all to fight for now as Emma stepped out of her shorts as she left the mat. Over in the other corner, Rachel now had the look of a fighter who felt that she was on top, and it was hard to disagree after her emphatic victory in round 2. Still, Emma was confident enough as I delivered a quick pep talk before both women re-entered the ring for round 3 which would ultimately decide the winner of this tough fight.
Emma started quickly this time and was able to trap Rachel in the corner early in the round, unloading some heavy duty body punched and slaps before Rachel fought her off with knees and a kick to the thigh. Emma backed off, before Rachel came after her with an attempt at a clothesline which Emma dodged, and was able to catch Rachel with a kidney punch as she turned. Rachel’s back arched from the pain, but she didn’t go down until Emma delivered a second punch and then a leg sweep to put Rachel on the mat. Emma followed her down with a full body splash, and then moved into a cross pin, lying on Rachel’s face and trapping the bigger woman’s arms.
Taking advantage of the situation, Emma started to steadily punch away at Rachel’s stomach, wearing down the powerful fighter who struggle ineffectively for free herself from Emma’s pin. ‘Submit?’ Emma asked The Mauler as she switched tactics and applied a stomach claw causing plenty of screams of pain but none of submission from Rachel. I was impressed though that Emma seemed to have turned the fight around now that it was the final round. Maintaining her advantage, Emma move from the stomach claw to a simple choke hold, her free arm resting across Rachel’s throat, but Rachel had finally worked an arm free herself and responded with a series of punches into Emma’s side. Emma grimaces has she took the blows, before striking back with a slap to Rachel’s crotch and then grabbing her hair to bring Rachel to her feet.
This time it was Emma who had an attempt at a body slam blocked before Rachel hit her with a sharp knee lift to the stomach, and as Emma staggered back, Rachel hauled herself into the air to knock Emma down with a drop kick. Emma sprawled into the corner, barely regaining her senses before Rachel hauled her to her feet and clamped on a bear hug. Emma yelled out in pain before resourcefully pulling Rachel’s face into her breasts in a standing breast smother. Again it looked to be a battle of wills, but Emma drove a knee up into Rachel’s crotch, and as The Mauler’s legs buckled, Emma flipped her down to the mat, pinning her with her magnificent 40E breasts in her face.
Rachel gasped for air as Emma reached back to punch her in the pit of her stomach once again and the smother was increasingly effective as Rachel was unable to get air into her lungs. ‘Submit bitch!’ Emma demanded ‘submit the match or you’re going out!’ There was no audible reply from Rachel, but Emma lifted off her straight away, and it was clear that Rachel had given into Emma’s demands to submit giving Emma another great victory.