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By wolfboy

Emma gets a chance to regain her catfighting championship
As a former champion, Emma had been installed almost immediately as number one contender to the title. A second rematch with the tough South African woman Xena Stevens seemed to be on the cards only for Xena to lose the title in her first defence, her shock defeat coming at the hands of an experienced catfighter, Jackie Reeves. Jackie was a straight ahead brawler, similar in style to Xena, and she had caught the South African woman cold at the start of their fight with a right hook to the jaw that had left Xena fighting through a fog for most of the rest of the bout. From then on, she had swarmed around Xena before finishing her with a face sit which she had held to a knockout as she controlled Xena’s arms to prevent her from tapping out.
It was a controversial method of attack, but there was no doubt it was very effective as it had rendered Xena unable to continue and saw Jackie crowned as the new champion in quick order. Now, it was Emma’s turn to face Jackie as number one contender, and the new champion had a couple of ideas up her sleeve to help make this an intriguing fight. There would be one ten minute round followed by an unlimited period in which victory could only be secured with a smother to a knockout; apparently a favoured method of victory for Jackie. The match would be held in the ring at Lord Smythe’s mansion as usual.
As challenger, Emma was first to enter the ring for the match. Warmly received as ever by the crowd, Emma slipped through the ropes and stretched in the corner as she waited for the champion. Emma looked fabulous in a white and silver halter neck romper suit with a double keyhole front; her auburn hair cascaded loosely around her shoulders. Emma looked confident, but then so did the champion as she now made her way to the ring wearing a leopard print cami top and booty shorts combination. The older red head fighter just looked at Emma as the announcer began ‘Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is to decide the Smythe Federation catfight championship. It is a two round contest, the first round of ten minutes to be followed by an untimed round; a smother to a knockout is the only way to win the match. First the challenger, she is the former champion, Emma Baines. Emma is 5 feet 10 inches tall, 163lbs and 40E-27-37 with a record of 28 wins and 10 defeats.’ Emma took the applause from the crowd before the announcer continued ‘her opponent is making the first defence of her title, Jackie Reeves. Jackie is 40 years old, 5 feet 9 inches and 172lbs and she measures 38DD-27-40 and has a record of 12 wins with just 1 defeat.’
Emma held quite an advantage in match experience and also in experience of the title fight atmosphere; on the other hand, Jackie had beaten Xena comprehensively, so wasn’t to be taken lightly. The bell rang and the action started with a flurry, Emma managing to grab a good handful of hair only for Jackie to land a big knee to the stomach. Emma pulled hard on Jackie’s red hair, earning a grunt of pain and a slap in the face from her opponent before she was able to secure a side headlock. Jackie immediately reached a hand between Emma’s legs looking to get a crotch claw into play before Emma flipped her to the mat and rode her body weight across Jackie’s chest as she cranked up the pressure on the headlock. A punch into the rib cage from Jackie took Emma’s attention slightly, and using the distraction Jackie looked to pull Emma into a head scissor, a move she almost pulled off before Emma just about reasserted her control with the headlock.
Emma was also slowly looking to work her left leg under Jackie’s body, trying to add a body scissor in the mix. Jackie stubbornly defended against that attempt before once more looking to pull Emma into her attempted head scissor. Again Emma tried to offer resistance, but as Jackie secured a firm hold of Emma’s long hair, she was quickly able to secure the side head scissor. Emma looked to move her position around to get her legs around Jackie’s body, but the champion pushed them away twice before stunning Emma with three straight fingered thrusts to the body; stiff fingers and long nails probing Emma’s body painfully. Holding Emma’s hair, Jackie moved her position in to more of a ‘69’ reverse head scissor before moving further back to look for a reverse face sit early in the contest. Emma desperately managed to wriggle into a position with her face turned to the side rendering the early smother attempt ineffective, but she was taken by surprise as Jackie climbed half off her before landing a knee drop to the stomach that left Emma winded on the mat. Jackie wasted little time in pulling Emma to her feet before going downstairs with a punch to the stomach. Winded, Emma grabbed hold of Jackie looking to the crowd the champion in against the ropes momentarily, and she succeeded as she landed a knee lift to the champion’s body.
Emma looked to convert her clinch into a bear hug only for Jackie to at least partly thwart that attempt with some effective hair pulling that saw both women eventually pull apart to re assess their options. Mid way through the first round, and Emma landed a good stinging slap to Jackie’s face from long range before stepping in, securing another headlock and flipping the champion to the mat. Emma retained a seated position, forcing Jackie into a painful position flat on her back with her neck crimped awkwardly upwards. Jackie clearly sensed that she couldn’t afford to stay in the position for long as she was quick to force her way back to her knees before landing a couple of solid punches into Emma’s side to force a break. Emma looked to break clear, but Jackie reacted quickly, grabbing a handful of long auburn hair to yank Emma back to the mat. The back of Emma’s head hire off the mat hard enough to slightly daze her for long enough to allow Jackie to kneel with one shin across Emma’s throat while her other knee was in Emma’s stomach. Two more straight fingered thrusts followed again, stiff fingers and long nails lighting a fire in Emma’s right breast before she was able to dislodge the champion from on top her and get back to her feet.
This time, Jackie looked to take the initiative, backing Emma to the ropes, unloading with a knee lift to the stomach and then firing Emma into the opposite ropes. It backfired though as Emma, rebounding fast off the ropes rushed Jackie, flooring her with a shoulder tackle. Now Emma looked to follow up, and attempted splash finding nothing but mat as Jackie rolled clear before dropping a knee across the small of Emma’s back. Clearly enjoying her handiwork, Jackie left the knee in place, snaked an arm around Emma’s throat and locked in something of a camel clutch / choke hold which looked to have Emma in some trouble even before Jackie added an extra dimension with a hand smother across Emma’s nose and mouth. Given enough time, this was a hold that might well have seen Jackie claim the win by smothering Emma out. As it was, Emma had to endure a difficult thirty seconds before the round came to an end.
There was a one minute break between the rounds which gave Emma enough time to catch her breath before the action was back underway. Jackie started the untimed round fast, backing Emma into the corner with body punches, but as the champion looked to switch to Emma’s jaw, she found her right hook blocked before Emma stepped in with a one-two to the breasts which put Jackie on to the back foot before a running clothesline dumped her onto the mat. Patience was going to be the key to winning the fight though, a careless mistake was all it would take for one woman to find herself trapped in an inescapable smother. With that in mind, Emma hovered just away from Jackie until the champion got to all fours and then Emma landed with a straight kick to the stomach which saw Jackie clutch at her belly as she rolled flat on her back on the mat. Again Emma waited off her before catching her in a front headlock as she rose. Emma went up on to tip-toes as she really piled on the pressure in the headlock before hooking a punch in to Jackie’s ribcage and then lifting her to deliver an across the knee backbreaker. Jackie howled in pain from that impact before Emma pushed her off her knee and to the mat where she followed up with a tight figure four rear head scissor, the back of Jackie’s head trapped tightly against Emma’s crotch while her powerful thighs went to work.
Jackie grimaced with pain, her face perfectly framed by Emma’s sexy, powerful legs as they put the squeeze on the champion. An effective move, but without a smother added to the mix, there was no way of Emma getting the win. There was plenty of chance for Emma to put the hurt on Jackie who alternated between batting at Emma’s legs and trying to get a grip of long auburn hair as she looked for a way out. Sensing she was slowly losing the effectiveness of the hold as Jackie squirmed, Emma rolled on to her stomach, and getting Jackie’s head between her knees, she did what seemed to be a press up before dropping back to the mat, sending her knees and more importantly the champion’s face crashing in to the ring canvas. That was a new move for me, and it seemed to have left Jackie a little stunned as Emma ‘helped’ her from the mat and looked to lift her for a body slam. As it turned out, the champion still had her wits about her, blocking the move before a knee to the body put Emma on the back foot. Jackie followed up with slaps to the face as Emma was backed up in to the corner where Jackie planted a head butt right in the middle of Emma’s 40E breasts.
Emma let out a gasp of air as the crown of the champion’s head crushed her breasts. Jackie wasn’t finished there either as grabbing the middle ropes; she drove her shoulder into Emma’s stomach before wrapping up that part of her attack with an uppercut to the breasts that saw Emma drop to her backside in the corner. Jackie’s right foot soon found a target as well, stomping into Emma’s stomach before being planted across Emma’s throat as the champion gripped the ropes and leant back to gain extra leverage. Emma looked to be in a spot of bother as the champion tried to choke her out; Emma’s hands went to Jackie’s ankle, looking to pry it free from her throat to no avail, but Emma was able to lash out with her right leg, kicking Jackie’s standing foot out from under her. The champion crashed to the mat in an unseemly sprawl, but was quickly back to her feet, catching Emma by the hair as she rose in the corner and throwing her across the ring. Jackie feinted with another stomp to the body which Emma rolled clear of only to find herself caught with a leg drop across the shoulders as she rolled on to her front.
Quickly, Jackie tied up Emma’s legs into a figure four as she lay on her stomach before she untied the halter top of Emma’s romper suit. As Jackie added a double hair pull to lift Emma’s head from the mat, the top of her romper suit fell away to expose her breasts. Jackie held the hair pull for a few seconds before letting Emma fall back to the mat and displaying a mean streak as she raked her nails down Emma’s back. Emma’s back arched in pain, and she found herself back in the double hair pull and figure four combination as the champion looked to try and weaken her as she tried to set up a successful title defence. Emma groaned as the champion sat on her legs to secure the figure four while her hands were tearing away at two pretty solid clumps of Emma’s hair. Only the lack of a smother was saving Emma at the moment, and the champion knew it as she released one hand from Emma’s hair, using it to deliver two cross-face forearm smashes before releasing her hair and the figure four. There was no immediate respite for Emma though as the champion dug into her bag of tricks again, looking for the camel clutch and hand smother she had used in round one.
Emma was wise to it this time and just about successful in avoiding it as she was able to get to her knees before Jackie could really sink the hold in. With Jackie instead opting to jump on Emma’s back while looking to apply the choke, Emma slowly had to force her way to her feet, carrying Jackie as she did so before running her back hard into the corner post. The hold was broken as both women dropped to their knees, Jackie from the impact and Emma from the punishment she had received over the last few minutes. Jackie was first to rise, but Emma was waiting on her, lunging forward to deliver a head butt to the champion’s body. Stopped in her tracks, Jackie had no defence against Emma’s follow up, a cruel uppercut to the crotch which dropped Jackie to her knees in the corner. Emma took her time a little now, confident that her savage blow to Jackie’s womanhood had brought her a little time to gather herself before going on the attack. A kick across the chest of the still kneeling champion bowled her to the mat; a knee crop to the crotch kept her there, writhing in pain at least until Emma propped her up in the corner with her arms draped across the ropes. Emma unleashed two sets of three punch combinations, one punch to each side of Jackie’s rib cage followed by an uppercut to the breasts which succeeded in lifting both clear of Jackie’s leopard print cami-top.
Desperately, Jackie looked to clinch with Emma to slow up the attacks but Emma was able to brush her aside with ease before planting a front kick into the champions stomach against the ring post. Jackie doubled up winded as Emma drove a knee up into the champion’s breasts. By rights, that would have dropped the champion, but her proximity to the ropes saw her staggered into them and they held her upright for as long as it took Emma to monkey flip her to the mat in the centre of the ring. Jackie landed hard; almost as hard as Emma’s leg landed across her breasts a split second later to complete her pain. From that position, Emma was able to convert into a side head scissor while also forcing Jackie’s left arm into a loose arm bar. Each squeeze of Emma’s thighs drew an anguished cry from the champion, but she still had enough fight in her to look for a way out, her right hand probing Emma’s thighs where the nails soon sunk into sensitive flesh to force the break.
‘Bitch!’ Emma spat at the champion as she examined the angry welts on her thigh. Careless I thought at the time as she looked to have taken her eye off the champion who looked to explode a huge overhand right off Emma’s jaw. At the last second, Emma saw it coming and was able to block the majority of the punch, firing back with a left to the body which found Jackie defenceless as it slammed in to her ribs. The champion crumpled a little and found no sympathy from Emma who hauled her 163lb frame into the air to deliver a stunning standing drop kick. Her feet connected perfectly with Jackie’s jaw and chest, sending her to the mat hard. If she wasn’t out, she certainly was very dazed as Emma followed up with a full body splash. There was a ‘woosh’ of air as it left the champion’s prone form, and now Emma had her set up perfectly for her smother of choice, the reverse face sit.
Hooking Jackie’s arms beneath her legs, Emma slowly moved back into her position, her sexy ass more or less covering Jackie’s face. In desperation, the champion turned her face to the side at first, but a bit of guidance in the form of hard hair pulling soon saw her repositioned with her nose and mouth fully engulfed by Emma and the smother was on. Now Emma was able to concentrate attacks on her opponent’s body as it was laid out in front of her; cruel rakes of the breasts followed by hard boy punches and, as Jackie grew desperate and tried to swing her legs back to catch Emma, an elbow straight to the crotch seemed to take the last element of fight out of the title holder. The crowd grew a little quieter; sensing the match was at its climax now, and the champions desperate whimpering was faintly audible as she sporadically thrashed her legs on the mat. The gist of the whimpering must have been that she gave up, but Emma replied ‘your rules honey; you’re going out!’ Another salvo of body punches appeared to have done the job leading the referee to check in with Jackie. Getting no response, he lifted her leg three times, and as it crashed to the mat for the last time, the bell rang as Emma quickly climbed off her apparently unconscious opponent to soak in the adulation of the crowd as she began her second reign as Smythe champion.