Emma fights to try and win a place in the final eliminator for the Smythe catfight title.

‘You, me, a locked room and one spectator each. We fight to a knockout; which is you can’t get off the carpet until after a count of ten. Anything goes, and none of these fancy outfits or underwear – just jeans, boots and topless. Seems the fairest way to work out who gets into the number one contenders match’

That was the challenge made to Emma by Crystal McKenzie in a match that would be sanctioned as a first title eliminator for the Smythe challenge title. The winner of the fight would go into a match to determine the number one contender for the title. It promised to be a brutal fight, but one which Emma had to take on if she wanted to get back into the title picture. Crystal and Emma were ranked joint second in the current rankings, and they had been invited to meet in a match by Lord Smythe in order to determine who would face an international contender to get a crack at The Professional who was still the Smythe champion.

Crystal wasn’t really the usual kind of catfighter either. She had a background in kick boxing, and as a result of that, she usually preferred to fight from an upright stance. She had put together a number of ‘knockout’ wins with that style which had helped to propel her into the title picture. Emma was no slouch with her fists or feet either, but her real strength lay in wrestling and the more traditional catfighting techniques; it was clear that she wouldn’t want to stand and trade blows with Crystal if she could help it. The rules also made an exciting and short contest seem the most likely. It was pretty much last woman standing rules, and I knew Emma would need to be right on her game from the start if she was to be successful.

On the day of the match we travelled to Crystal’s chosen venue, a wrestling facility with two small mat rooms. The room that the two women would fight in was probably no more than a twenty foot square matted area walled in on 3 sides with a small spectators area on the fourth side where I was sat with Crystal’s girlfriend waiting for the two women to change into their chosen fight outfits and enter the room to start the battle. A referee had been appointed by the Smythe’s in order to count one of the women out and ensure that the winner was made known to Lord Smythe for the final title eliminator to be arranged.

First to enter the room was Emma wearing a pair of skin tight jeans over a white and pink thong along with a pair of grey, 3 inch heel knee boots. She currently wore a matching bra to go along with the thong, though that would be discarded once the match got underway. Only a few seconds passed before Crystal followed Emma into the room; Crystal wore tight fitting low-rise jeans over a pink and black lace thong (she too wore the matching bra for now), a pair of black high heeled knee boots completed her outfit. Of Jamaican descent, Crystal’s dark skin seemed to ripple with power as she strode on to the mats to face Emma.

Although they weren’t fighting on a carpet, one part of Crystal’s original challenge was kept in place – before starting the introductions, the referee locked the door to the room and would only re-open it once a winner was decided. With that done, she started her introductions. ‘Ladies, this is a first eliminator catfight to decide who should go forward to the number one contenders match for the Smythe title. It is no time limit, no holds barred, and can only be won by a knockout – that is one of you is unable to make it to at least your knees before a count of ten commencing from when your opponent breaks contact with you on the ground. It is a topless match, so ladies, please remove your bras.’ Both women complied before the ref continued. ‘So on my left is Emma Baines. She is 30 years old, 5 feet 10 inches tall, 165lbs and 40E-26-37. Her catfighting record is 22 wins and 8 losses. On my right is Crystal McKenzie. She is 28 years old, 5 feet 9 inches tall, 180 lbs and 44D-28-38. Her catfight record is 14 wins and 2 defeats. OK ladies, if you’re ready, both take a step back......and fight!’

We’d expected the match to start at a ferocious pace, and weren’t disappointed, Crystal wading in with a straight right to Emma’s breasts and a couple of hooks to the body before Emma responded with a one-two to the stomach. Crystal took half a step back, before landing a kick to Emma’s side, but as she tried to repeat the move, Emma caught her leg before neatly sweeping Crystal’s standing foot, and it was the Caribbean catfighter who received the referee’s first count of the match as she crashed to the mat. It only took a two count before she rose, seemingly into Emma’s waiting arms, but an uppercut to the stomach proved a nasty surprise for Emma who was forced briefly to the mat before scrambling to her feet as a frantic first 30 seconds passed in the fight.

Some more measured work from Crystal saw her peppering Emma’s impressive breasts with a series of ramrod straight jabs, while Emma’s attempts to respond with some slaps to the head were caught by Crystal’s tight defence. Another kick from Crystal crashed into Emma’s side, dropping her to her knees where a straight punch to the chest put her on her back for a count of 4 before she rose straight into a front headlock from Crystal who used that position of strength to drive a couple more punches into Emma’s side before muscling Emma off her feet and into an impressive body slam. Crystal stood back, admiring her efforts as the referee began a count that reached five before Emma got to her knees, and blocking an attempted kick from Crystal, Emma regained her feet as the 180lb Jamaican was caught off balance.

Emma slapped Crystal hard in the face on the way to grabbing her in a side headlock, and from there, she flipped Crystal to the mat in the headlock. Adding a partial breast smother to her attack, I was pleased to see Emma finally getting a foothold in the match, and after looking to weaken Crystal for a short while, Emma slammed home some hard body punches. Grounded, Crystal took the punches with some moans of pain as Emma’s knuckles crashed into her body before Emma broke to allow the referee to start a count which barely reached four before Crystal found her way to her hands and knees. In response, Emma kicked her hard in the stomach which instantly put Crystal down for a longer count of six before she rose into Emma’s grasp. A handful of hair helped Emma whip Crystal hard into the wall where a one-two to the body threatened to drop her again. It was to her girlfriend’s approval though as Crystal dug her nails into Emma’s breasts hard, buying her time to get away from the wall as she pulled Emma to the centre of the mats by her breasts. A hard forearm blow to the chest stunned Emma before Crystal knocked her to the mat with a roundhouse kick which Emma only partly blocked with the arms earning Crystal a count of six from the referee before Emma rose from the mat only to be picked up into a rib-cracking bear hug by the powerful Caribbean catfighter.

Of course, there were no submissions to be had in the match, so despite her cries of pain from the constricting hold, Emma had to find her own way out which she did, managing to fire a knee into Crystal’s crotch which broke the hold. It was only three minutes into the match, but with both women momentarily on their knees, I felt that already the match might be nearing its climax. The two women exchanged slaps to the face while still on their knees before engaging in a mutual hair pull, snarling their defiance at each other as they got back to their feet. Crystal managed to convert the hold into a front headlock, and seemed to have gained the upper hand as she fired a knee up into Emma’s chest. Emma fired back, a blind punch to the stomach followed by a crotch claw, and it was Emma who came out of the exchange on top as Crystal released the headlock to try and break the crotch attack.

Emma wasted no time as Crystal dropped her hands down to try and prise Emma off her crotch, slapping Crystal in the face before back handing her across the cheek sending her reeling into the wall. Emma moved in, blocking Crystal’s attempted comeback with a jab to the face, before striking home two solid body punches which doubled Crystal over. Pressing home her advantage, Emma drove a knee up into Crystal’s stomach before a crunching elbow smash across the back of the neck put the tough ebony fighter on the mat. This time, the referee’s steady count reached eight, and even though Crystal staggered to her feet at that point, it was straight into Emma’s grasp as she found herself hoisted for an across the knee back breaker. That move was well delivered, drawing another count of eight, but this time as she rose, Crystal delivered a head butt into Emma’s stomach at least buying herself time to get back, wearily, to her feet. Worse followed for Emma as she looked to get herself back on top of Crystal, as she came in, Crystal snapped off a kick to the side that dropped Emma to a knee, and a clubbing right to the jaw finished the task of putting Emma onto the mat as the referee again steadily started her count.

Crystal had other ideas though, moving in to continue her attack on the floor as she placed her boot clad shin across Emma’s throat while pulling on Emma’s hair looking to choke Emma out. I wasn’t sure there was a way for Emma to get free this time, but she was able to find a target, punching Crystal twice in the crotch, and she was at least free of the choke hold. Both women were down, Crystal rising first but running into some hard body punches from Emma as she looked to go onto the attack. The punches forced Crystal onto the back foot as Emma regained her feet and looked to go on the attack. Emma traded hard slaps to the face with Crystal before looking to gain an advantage kicking Crystal hard on each inner thigh; she succeeded in spreading Crystal’s legs wide enough to give her a clear target for a straight, hard kick to the crotch.

Game over I fancied, but Emma was taking no chances as Crystal crashed to the mat. Following her down, Emma wrapped her arms around Crystal’s head and neck in a choking sleeper hold which Emma held to the point of putting Crystal out before releasing the hold, punching Crystal hard in the face once before she rolled clear to allow the referee to start her count. Even as the count passed five, it was clear to me that Crystal wasn’t going to beat the count this time; indeed she had barely stirred as the referee made it to ten and raised Emma’s hand in victory. One step closer to the Smythe title shot that she wanted, and while this had been one of Emma’s shorter catfights, it was clear it had also been one of her hardest.

We found ourselves wondering what kind of opponent Emma would be facing in her next contest for the Smythe organisation. Whoever it was, it was sure to be a tough match – all of the final eliminators were best of five submissions with no time limit and no holds barred...