The Catfight Tournament – Prelim Round
By Wolfboy
Emma is in action as the prelim round of the catfight tournament gets underway
After 3 weeks of preparation, the last weekend of September had arrived, and Emma and I made our way to the Smythe’s country residence for the preliminary round of the tournament. After a brief reception, Lord Smythe had requested that all of the fighters should go and prepare themselves for battle before re-convening in the main hall thirty minutes later when the draw would take place for the preliminary round.
Each fighter had been allocated a room in one wing of the house to act as their changing room for the duration of their stay in the tournament, and after Emma and I had been shown to her allocated room, she set about preparing. After some stretched, and a brief re-cap on our tactics, Emma changed into her chosen fight outfit; a sexy black bra, micro mini skirt and thing all trimmed with pink. Her hair was left loose for the time being as she slipped a long robe over her sexy outfit, slipped on her shoes and we set off in search of the main hall for the draw, where ten tough catfighting women eyed each other warily, waiting to see who they would be pitted against.
‘Ladies’ Lord Smythe began ‘welcome to my home for the start of the Smythe Challenge catfight tournament. I hope you are all feeling confident. I’m looking forward to some great fights over the next few months, and one of you will end the tournament as the champion of the Smythe Catfight Federation. I’m sure you’re all itching for me to get started, so I’ll start the draw now by choosing the two fighters for the first match. Once all of the matches have been drawn, we’ll move to the ring room where the five matches will take place in the wrestling ring and its surrounds if you prefer!’
The draw began, Lord Smythe drawing number 10 from the bag before saying ‘Emma McArthur.’ Our interest picked up straight away as Emma would be fighting in the first match against..... ‘Number 7...... Rachel Jones.’ Perhaps our most favoured opponent, Rachel was strong but inexperienced, ideal for Emma. The remainder of the draw passed quickly throwing up Rajinder v Ingrid, Amelia v Yana, Alex v Megan and Naomi v Alison.
We moved on to the ring room where Emma was a little nervous to be first in action, but I reminded her of our tactics – she would look to start quickly, build up a lead if possible, and above all make an impression on the other women. Emma and Rachel were called into the ring, both removing their robes before slipping through the ropes, and a ring announcer started the introductions.
‘This is the first preliminary round match of the Smythe challenge. It is an anything goes, twenty minute contest to be decided by most submissions or a total submission of the match. Introducing first in the red corner, wearing a black and pink micro skirt and bra top, with a record of 10 wins and 3 defeats, Emma McArthur. She’s 5 feet 10 inches tall, 172 lbs and 40E-28-39. And in the blue corner, wearing white hotpants with a white bra top, with a record of 3 wins, Rachel Jones. She is 6 feet tall, 180 lbs and 40E-27-37.
With that, the referee took over, calling the two women together and reminding them of the rules before getting the opening match underway. There was a buzz throughout the room as Emma stalked the blonde haired teenager around the ring before landing some solid body punches as she cornered Rachel against the ring post. Although she grimaced, the strong blonde was able to push Emma away, and again Emma stalked her patiently. I was pleased with the start as Emma again cornered Rachel, ploughing a couple more punches into her body before Rachel pushed her clear again. Emma was on top, but attacking patiently.
A third time Emma cornered the blonde, landing 3 body punches and eventually forcing Rachel to her knees where Emma hit her with a thigh in the face sending the blonde sprawling. It was advantage Emma as she wrapped her hand in the teenager’s blonde hair, slamming her face in to the mat before hauling her to her feet. Maintaining her grip of the blonde’s long hair, Emma slammed her head into the top turnbuckle, before with Rachel stunned, Emma struck home with two kidney punches causing Rachel to drop back to the mat in the corner.
Emma knew she needed to push home her advantage, and she manoeuvred the blonde into a camel clutch, hooking her arms over her thighs while pulling back hard on her chin. Rachel was in pain as she clawed ineffectively at Emma’s legs while Emma reached a hand round to squeeze her breasts while she maintained the pressure on her chin. The blonde was stubborn, but as Emma switched to controlling her head by pulling back on her blonde hair, Rachel was quick to shout out her submission. Five minutes in and Emma was one to the good with the chance to continue the attack as there were no breaks in the twenty minute format. Emma continued to control Rachel by pulling her hair as she brought her to her feet and then scooped the heavier blonde off her feet to deliver a body slam. An elbow drop across the chest followed before Emma trapped the blonde in a headlock down on the mat, pulling Rachel’s face in to her breasts, partly smothering the blonde fighter. Rachel pulled at Emma’s hair, but Emma landed with another body punch which took the fight out of the blonde briefly as Emma switched to a cross pin and smother.
The move was effective as Emma trapped Rachel’s arms, giving her little chance to protect herself from the attacks Emma launched, slamming her fist hard into the blonde’s unprotected stomach. Rachel groaned as Emma tore at her bra top, pulling away from the teenager’s breasts before twisting her nipples like she was winding a clock. Rachel screamed out, and as she bridged to try and alleviate the pain, Emma clamped her hand inside the blonde’s hotpants to apply a pussy claw. Rachel yelled out again, but she wasn’t getting out of this one anytime soon as Emma slowly tortured her.
‘I submit’ the blonde fighter cried out, but Emma wasn’t feeling too charitable as she replied ‘Not that easy Blondie; submit the match bitch!’
‘No!’ Rachel snapped back, but Emma’s fingers continued to work away before she asked again ‘Submit the match?’
‘Ooooh, owwww......yes, yes, yes!!’ came the reply from the battered blonde and Emma climbed off her having won the first match in a little under ten minutes.
Emma looked more than satisfied as she joined me back at ringside, slipping back on her rope as she settled down to watch the other matches. ‘Well, that all went OK’ she said to me in something of an understatement.
‘You could say that’ I agreed ‘better watch these other matches now to see what you’re up against now. Might come in useful later on.’
So we settled down to watch the remaining fights, and first up was Rajinder Gujari who was outweighed by 15 lbs against the Swedish blonde Ingrid Stensson. Rajinder wore a black and flame print mini skirt and halter top while Ingrid looked great in a baby blue cut out romper suit. Although Ingrid held the size advantage, I knew Rajinder was a resourceful fighter from watching her beat Debbie a while back. It had promised to be a close contest, and with fifteen minutes gone, Ingrid had finally forced the first submission, face sitting the Indian woman to a smother submission.
By this stage, Rajinder was stripped naked while Ingrid’s romper suit was so torn it barely covered her crotch as she looked to finish off the Indian fighter, pulling her to her feet for a slam only for Rajinder to catch her with a chop to the throat, a knee to the crotch, and as the Swede dropped to the mat, Rajinder soon had her tied up in a perfect reverse head scissor. There was still three minutes to go as Rajinder started to work her fingers in and out of the Swede’s pussy, and I fancied that the fight might well go to overtime, but Ingrid bravely held on despite being brought to a screaming orgasm just before the end of the contest.
‘She’s tough’ Emma said, admiringly ‘takes some doing to hold out like that. I think Amelia’s up next isn’t she?’
‘Yeah, she’s got the Ukrainian girl hasn’t she? Looks like it should be a tough one for her’
This time, it was me who was guilty of the understatement. The powerful Eastern European looked stunning as she stepped into the ring wearing a sky blue mesh baby doll which tied with ribbon up the side. She wore nothing under the baby doll which became evident early in the match as the baby doll rode up on her hips. The 190lb Ukrainian cut a powerful figure while Lady Amelia also looked great in a satin bra and thong in royal blue along with hold up stockings. Although outweighed, Amelia held her own through the first five minutes before Yana started to take over, first securing the lead through a submission to an inverted bear hug. She extended the lead through an across the knee back breaker which she converted into a breast and crotch claw, and then came the end of the match for Lady Amelia.
Yana trapped the host’s wife in a tight sleeper hold with a body scissor, and Amelia was quickly forced to give up the match. Now there were 3 into the tournament proper, and the next contest would pit Alex Grace against American Megan Cox. I considered Alex to be one of the favourites anyway, and with her 17lb weight advantage, I thought she might make short work of the American.
Alex was first in to the ring wearing a pink and black leather corset along with a black thong and stockings. The American fighter wore a stars and stripes romper suit with a cut out front. Alex took the lead with a body slam followed by a grapevine and breast smother, and almost made it 2-0 with a sleeper but Megan was just able to grab her hair and flip the New Zealander to the mat. The match continued at pace until the American caught Alex with a straight kick to the crotch, and as Alex went to the floor in pain, Megan equalised with a face sit submission. In the end, it only delayed the inevitable as Alex fought back to claim two more submissions to her grapevine breast smother combination which saw her edge into the tournament proper.
The final match saw Naomi Benson take on Canadian Alison Jackson. The Canadian held the size advantage and looked stunning in a red and black plaid triangle top, micro skirt and thong. I knew Naomi to be a tough fighter, and she came to the ring wearing a black and silver tie bikini for what would prove to be a great final match. Naomi sprang out to a lead after flooring Alison with a right hook to the jaw and getting her in a head scissor. Alison came back to claim the next two submissions with a grapevine/crotch claw and a camel clutch. With five minutes to go, Naomi tied it up with a double breast claw though, and it was all to fight for as the time limit neared.
Both women were now topless and anxious not to make a mistake, but in the end it was some brilliance from the Canadian that won the match just as it went into overtime. Alison hauled herself into the air delivering a perfect drop kick, her left foot catching Naomi on the chin and bowling her to the mat. Alison followed up with a cross arm-breaker, and as she sunk the hold in fully, Naomi had no option other than to give up.
‘A fine end to the evening’ Lord Smythe said as he came into the ring to address everyone ‘thank you ladies. Congratulations to those of you who have won; I will send you details of your forthcoming matches tomorrow along with your prize money so far. Commiserations to those of you that lost; I thank you for your efforts and you will receive your prize money tomorrow.’
Over the next hour or so, the various catfighters drifted away, but before we left, Emma and I sought out Lady Amelia to pitch our idea to her for Debbie’s celebrity fight.
‘I think that Rupert might well be interested.’ Amelia admitted ‘He’d want to be able to film it, so you’d have to check that was OK. Tell me everything you have planned and I’ll ask him for you.’
‘Well, Emma’s mum Debbie retired from catfighting last year, but really wanted to fight a celebrity opponent before she quit. I’ve got an agreement from Trish Stratus that she’ll fight Debbie to her rules for £5,000. If Rupert is prepared to put up that kind of money, Debbie would happily fight here’
‘What are Debbie’s rules out of interest?’ Amelia asked
‘Two 10 minute rounds with unlimited number of submissions, no breaks, no attacks to anything that’s covered, then an unlimited round where the winner has to force a total submission. That round is normally nude, but might be topless for this one’ I replied.
‘Sounds like it would be right up Rupert’s street’ Amelia agreed ‘I’m sure he’ll probably go for it, but I’ll ask him to make sure and get back to you as soon as I can’
We left feeling happy on two counts. Debbie might finally have a chance of getting her dream final match, and Emma had made it into the next stage of the tournament.