The Tournament – Round 3
By wolfboy

The third round of tournament matches with a sexy costume theme
The third round of tournament matches would see Emma taking on Alex, who was one of the tournament favourites. Before that, the other favourite, Yana would take on Canadian fighter Alison. This round of matches were themed to be sexy costumes for the outfits, and while I knew that Emma had chosen a revealing police woman romper suit, I was interested to see what looks the other women had chosen.
Yana was first in to the ring for the evening’s opening match, the Ukrainian amazon choosing a nurses outfit of white mini dress with a full length red zipper up the front combined with a nurses hat and a pair of white four inch heels that boosted her height to well over 6 feet. She looked ready and more than keen to get the fight started as she paced the ring impatiently awaiting the appearance of Canada’s representative in the tournament, Alison Jackson.
For this bout, the Canadian had chosen a black pvc army chief dress with a military hat and black wrestling boots. As she entered the ring, Alison threw her hat into the crowd letting her long, black hair fall loosely around her shoulders. Yana followed suit, removing her hat, and after the customary introductions, the fight was under way with Alison throwing everything at Yana early on as the Ukrainian unwisely tried to fight the match in her high heeled shoes. Alison ploughed home a series of body punches as Yana was too slow on her feet and it was only when Alison got Yana to the mat in a head scissor that she was able to kick off her shoes and start to get back into the match.
It was around the middle of the match that Yana seemed to have taken control of the fight, a crushing, inverted bear hug seeing her take the lead as Alison’s 38C breasts literally fell out of her army dress. Yana dropped Alison hard to the mat as she gave and started to tear her dress from her voluptuous body, and I thought that she would take over only for Alison to stun her with a sharp thrust to the throat followed by a hard right to the jaw which sent Yana sprawling to the mat. Alison knew this was her big chance and she was on Yana with the speed of a cat, unzipping her dress to reveal the Ukrainian’s naked body before hammering at her stomach with a series of body punches. A face sit followed, Alison using Yana’s hair to pull her face into her crotch, and an equalising submission seemed certain to follow until Yana, wildly bucking, managed to dislodge Alison just enough to squirm on to her front.
Still Alison held the upper hand, a handful of hair pulling Yana’s head into a choke hold before Alison carelessly let her long hair stray close enough for Yana to grasp and pull her off her back. Yana broke clear, and for the next few minutes looked just to keep Alison at bay while she gathered her energy following the Canadian’s attacks. In the end, Yana secured the decisive second submission just before the end of the 30 minute time limit. An uppercut to Alison’s left breast knocked the Canadian fighter off her feet where Yana quickly mauled her into a reverse face sit. A combination of breast and crotch claws were added by Yana, more than enough to draw the submission and Yana ran out a hard fought 2-0 winner.
With the first match finished, I accompanied Emma back to her changing room to prepare for her match with the tough kiwi, Alex Grace. We’d already discussed tactics, but as Emma changed into her plunge front, Royal Blue police woman romper suit, I figured there was no harm going over them one last time.
‘Remember Em, she’s started slowly in all of her matches so far’ I said ‘but she paces herself to come on strong in the second half of the match. Take your time early on, even if you’re on top, don’t let her tire you out too much early on.’
‘That’s the plan’ Emma admitted ‘I’m going to look to pick my openings carefully if I can. I know she’s fit, but I’ll try and make her carry my weight around as well to tire her out. Oh.... and I’ll try to beat her up at the same time’ she smiled ‘Now, where’s my good luck kiss for the match Steve?’ she asked me.
I was only too happy to oblige before we headed back to the ring where the blonde New Zealander was already waiting for Emma. As she took off her robe while Emma climbed into the ring, she revealed a French maid costume of a maid corset, black pvc thong, suspenders and black sheer stockings. A pair of towering 6 inch black high heels completed the look, although Alex wasn’t about to fall into the same trap as Yana had, removing them while the announcer began the introductions for the bout.
‘Ladies & Gentlemen, this is the second match of this third evening of catfighting in the Smythe challenge tournament. On my left from New Zealand is Alex Grace. Alex is 5 feet 8 inches tall, 167lbs and measures 40DD-25-37. Her catfight record is 27 wins and 2 draws with a win and a draw so fair in the Smythe challenge tournament. Alex stepped forward to take the applause of the crowd while the announcer went on ‘and her opponent is Emma McArthur from England. Emma is 5 feet 10 inches tall, 173lbs and measures 40E-28-39. Her catfight record is 12 wins and 3 defeats, and she has won her only match so far in the tournament.
The ring announcer cleared the ring, and on the sound of the bell, Emma and Alex started to stalk each other a little cagily, both feinting with slaps, neither really committing to any serious attacks through the opening seconds. It seemed that Alex was again trying to feel out what her opponent’s abilities were, and she found herself on the back foot early again as Emma secured a side headlock, added in a good grip of Alex’s hair, and flipped the blonde to the mat. Emma quickly scissored one of Alex’s arms as well, but the blonde was quick to land a few slaps to the head, and Emma thought better of maintaining her attack. A handful of hair saw Emma pull Alex back to her feet before throwing her into the corner and sinking in a few body punches until Alex was able to sneak from the corner.
Emma was still sticking to our game plan of not rushing into the attack as she traded slaps to the face with Alex, both women striking with impressive speed and accuracy as they reddened the other’s cheeks. Alex struck with some kicks to Emma’s thighs as it appeared she was starting to warm to the task at hand, but it was to be Emma who would claim the first submission. As Alex went for another kick to Emma’s thigh, Emma caught her leg before landing a crotch kick. A leg sweep followed as Alex groaned with pain, and with the New Zealander down, Emma dived in to secure a face sit.
Simple but effective in its execution, Alex was quickly struggling under Emma’s shapely arse, some nipple tweaking added to her predicament, and a little over five minutes in, Emma had the lead 1-0. The second fall started immediately, Emma body slamming Alex before a full body splash winded the blonde and it seemed that Emma had managed to gain the advantage. A good hair pull from Alex quickly turned that around though, and now Emma found herself trapped under Alex as she bounced the back of her head off the ring canvas a couple of times. Switching her position, Alex looked to get Emma in a reverse head scissor, but it was unsuccessful as Emma first blocked it, and then forced Alex’s thighs apart to gain her release.
With both women back on their feet, Emma looked to use her height to keep Alex at by with slaps to the face. Alex was slowly stalking Emma around the ring, an occasional kick landing to Emma’s thighs while she continued to walk forward looking to corner my Auburn haired vixen. Emma was wise to the plan, but there was little she could do when Alex ducked a face slap before driving in two body punches, rocking Emma back against the ropes. Emma swayed against the ropes as Alex pummelled away at her body before a knee to the crotch dropped Emma to her knees. Alex also went to her knees, draping Emma’s arms over the ropes before landing some hard and well placed body punches into Emma’s unprotected ribcage.
You could hear all of the air being driven from Emma’s body as Alex methodically set her up for the equalising submission. A short DDT drove Emma’s face in to the mat where Alex flipped her onto her back and sat down straight on her face in a text book face sit pin. Emma was totally winded by the body punching, and could only offer a token resistance before giving in to make the match 1-1. It was just after the ten minute mark in the fight, and sensing an advantage, Alex immediately switched to a full nelson / body scissor combo stretching and squeezing Emma at the same time as she did so. The New Zealander’s strong thighs were clamped just below Emma’s breasts, sawing away at her stomach, stopping her from really catching her breath still while the full nelson enabled Alex to work on Emma’s neck.
Emma was trapped and in big trouble. Her low moans of pain as she struggled to catch her breath become louder each time Alex tensed her thighs. Alex released her full nelson, preferring to rip open the front of Emma’s romper suit instead to expose and then attack her breasts. Emma cried out, responding by clawing at Alex’s stocking clad thighs, but she only really succeeded in tearing away the stockings as Alex continued to test her stomach muscles with her powerful scissor hold. Emma gamely hung in there for a couple of minutes looking for a way out, but the combination of body scissor and breast mauling proved effective for Alex in the end, and with the match around half way through, she took the lead 2-1.
There was no immediate response from Emma either as she found herself dragged to her feet by her hair, kneed in the stomach and whipped into the corner post by Alex who was well on top now and determined to stay there. In the corner, she again tore at Emma’s romper suit, further exposing Emma’s battered body. A kick to the stomach followed, and leaving that foot planted in Emma’s stomach, Alex got hold of Emma’s head and fell back, monkey flipping Emma to the mat. Not expecting the move, Emma hit hard, winded again even before Alex’s follow up body splash across her stomach. Pulled back to her feet again by the hair, Emma found herself body slammed to the mat and again she was trapped under Alex’s backside in a reverse face sit.
This time, it appeared the Alex was happy to try and prolong Emma’s pain, occasionally easing her butt off Emma’s face to allow her a gasp of air before planting it firmly down over her face again. Alex worked her fingers across Emma’s breasts, arousing Emma with her attentions first before cruelly twisting Emma’s stiffened nipples. Breaking from that, she steadily removed the rest of Emma’s romper suit, leaving her trapped, and fully exposed to Alex’s expert attacks. Emma tried to swing her legs back to scissor Alex, who skilfully trapped Emma’s legs before plunging her fingers into Emma’s pussy, a clawing attack seeing her take a 3-1 lead with a little over five minutes of fighting remaining.
Although there were no official breaks in the match, Alex clearly felt she could afford one now as she strolled to her corner for a drink of water, leaving her naked opponent flat out in the centre of the ring. There was no doubt that Emma had taken something of a beating over the last part of the match, but I hoped that she could at least use this break to gather herself. My hope was granted as Alex came back to Emma, leant over her to pull her up off the mat, and found herself the victim of a crotch punch from Emma who was quick to follow up with a second punch which put Alex on the mat.
Emma struggled to her feet before landing a knee drop into Alex’s side and then grabbing Alex’s hair she slapped the blonde New Zealander hard in the face before hauling her to her feet by the hair to body slam her. Another lift was followed by a back breaker over the knee where Emma held Alex, looking to bend her into submission. It was unsuccessful as Alex squirmed free only to find herself trapped again in a pin with Emma sitting on her chest, slapping her hard in the face again before moving up to sit on her face instead. Time was running low for Emma as she plunged a hand inside Alex’s corset, digging her nails into Alex’s breasts and drawing some muffled cries of pain and protest from Alex. Emma intensified her attack, frantically looking to get a submission back at least, and her efforts were rewarded as Alex finally tapped the mat to bring the score back to 3-2.
The was no time for Emma to do anything about tying the match up though; indeed, by the time she had applied a follow up grapevine pin, the bell had sounded to signal the end of the match. A 3-2 defeat had been no disgrace and the way that Emma had fought back was sure to have impressed many.
I was so impressed in fact that after the match, I had one last surprise in store for Emma.
‘Em?’ I asked her as we sat in the changing room ‘Will you marry me?’
She hesitated just long enough to make me nervous before she replied ‘yes..... yes, I’d love to!’