Emma’s new role
By wolfboy
Emma takes on a new role as the head of international scouting with the Smythe organisation

After losing the Smythe title to Kelly Weaver, and then gaining a degree of revenge over Sara in their return match, Emma had decided that she would stay out of the Smythe title picture for the immediate future. An impending second rematch with Sara and a request from Lady Amelia to help her with the running of the Smythe organisation as Lord Smythe was attending to some other business interests had helped bring her to that decision. One key role Amelia had asked Emma to take on was as international talent scout. Emma planned on bringing something a little different to the role though; she would take on the women she was scouting under their own rules in private catfights. Just a few weeks into that role, and Emma was travelling to Slovenia to take on the champion of the relative newcomer Balkan Catfight Association, Barbra Hocursczak. The BCA liked to hold their fights outside on a grass surface with both fighters naked with the exception of a flimsy wrap skirt. However, this fight would be taking place in February, and with snow on the ground, the outdoor match wasn’t a possibility. Undaunted, the head of the BCA had a solution; a local soccer team had an indoor training centre with an artificial turf surface. It was as close as we were going to get to the real thing for this match.
Rules were simple for the non-title private challenge. No punching or kicking the head of a fighter on the ground, anything else goes to one submission and no time limit. I made sure Emma was fully up to speed with those rules in the locker room of the deserted training facility as she tied the black wrap skirt at her waist. ‘I quite like the rules to be honest Steve’ she told me ‘plenty of scope in them I think. I do wonder how much give there is in this artificial turf surface though, don’t want to get thrown on it too much’ Emma admitted.
‘It’s supposed to be fine I think Em’ I told her ‘everyone reckons there’s actually more give that grass in it. Maybe you should throw her a couple of times to find out though’ I suggested.
‘Good plan Steve, I guess that’s why you’re the brains of the outfit’ she laughed as we headed for the door to enter the training field. It opened on to a full sized football pitch on which the penalty area was roped off allowing a large area for the fight. Emma slipped under the rope in to the fight area where she was quickly joined by her opponent along with her second and the president of the BCA who is seemed was going to double as the referee for the fight. Video cameras were set up around the area to record the fight; partly for Smythe purposes but they would also help me to provide a copy of the fight to Sara’s manager.
‘OK ladies, you both agreed to the rules earlier on for this match’ the president/referee started. ‘So on my left from the UK is Emma Baines who is 5 feet 10 inches tall, 164lbs, 40E-27-37 and has a record of 31 wins and 12 defeats. On my right is Barbra Hocursczak from the Czech Republic; Barbra is 5 feet 8 inches tall, 160 lbs 38D-26-37 and has a record of 27 wins and 4 defeats. Ladies if you’re ready, let’s fight!’
The jet haired fighter stepped forward purposefully, strong legs only partly covered by her red wrap skirt as she aimed a couple of low kicks at Emma’s thighs. The large fight area worked in Emma’s favour though as she skipped out of range before looking to land a slap to Barbra’s face. That crashed into the Czech girls face but at the cost of a straight punch to the stomach which seemed to wind Emma as she backed away from her opponent. Barbra seems to sense it too, but as she rushed forward, Emma replied with a short punch to her chest before using a side headlock to drag the Czech fighter down to the ground. Emma got herself into position, partly across Barbra’s chest and cranked away on the headlock a couple of times, but then she found Barbra grabbing her long auburn hair to try and force her in to a head scissor. Emma resisted that, gritting her teeth against the hair pulling as she maintained her headlock until Barbra latched her nails onto Emma’s left breast. Trapping the nipple between thumb and forefinger, she twisted Emma’s nipple like she was winding up a clock drawing both a scream and a slap to the face from Emma. That broke the nipple twist and as Emma shifted her position slightly, the Czech woman found herself smothered courtesy of Emma’s breasts. This time it was Barbra’s teeth that secured her escape as she sunk them into Emma’s sensitive breast flesh before Emma was able to scramble clear of her.
Both women were back to their feet and as they circled, Emma blocked a slap from Barbra before firing in a right hand to the chest that sent her opponent reeling. Emma rushed after her, trapping her in a waist lock and quickly delivering an atomic drop across her knee. Barbra stayed on her feet looking a little stunned before Emma floored her with a forearm to the chest. Barbra rolled to the ground, quickly receiving a sharp kick to the ribs from Emma who then wasted little time in getting the Czech fighter back to her feet and into a bear hug. Barbra groaned with pain as Emma put her powerful arms to use, grinding away at her opponent’s lower back. Once again, Barbra was quick to try and counter, wrapping her arms around Emma’s head to pull her into a breast smother only to find herself on the receiving end of some breast biting this time. That quickly got Emma free of the smother and she set about continuing to punish the champion of the Balkan Catfight Association with her crushing bear hug. Barbra again let out an anguished groan, but she was soon free of the hold, Emma carelessly leaving herself open to a knee to the crotch which dropped her to the ground.
Barbra went onto the attack now, spreading Emma’s legs and delivering a falling head butt to the pit of her stomach. Emma looked to roll away from her opponent, but a firm handful of her auburn hair saw her caught by Barbra and as the Czech knelt on her lower back, she was trapped face down on the ground. Barbra pulled hard on her hair, presenting Emma’s face to two hard slaps before she wrapped her arm around Emma’s throat in a straight up choke hold as she looked to weaken her. Emma was quickly looking to counter that as she attempted to slip out of the choke by trapping Barbra in a hammer lock. Barbra was wise to that though, keeping a tight grip of Emma’s hair before releasing the choke and delivering another hard slap, this time round the back of Emma’s head. Barbra climbed half off Emma before delivering a short knee drop to her lower back that had Emma in pain. Another handful of hair was used to pull Emma to her feet before a monkey flip saw her thrown Emma hard to the ground. Emma landed hard on her back and she looked a little winded as the Czech fighter moved in to follow up by clamping on a side head scissor, her strong legs wrapped tightly around Emma’s head.
Barbra used her legs well, slowly increasing the pressure to force Emma back into a bridged position before delivering a big overhand punch to the stomach and allowing her to drop back flat to the mat while still trapped in the scissor hold. She liked that move, repeating it a couple of times to wind Emma, and then on a fourth go she surprised Emma with a change of tactic by opting for some hard breast mauling instead. That drew a shriek of protest from Emma, but she was quickly on the way out of the hold courtesy of some toe twisting attacks that saw Barbra turn Emma loose. The 160lb Czech girl was quick though, springing to her feet and catching Emma with a snap kick to the chest as she reached a sitting position. That knocked Emma flat on her back and saw the jet haired BCA champion on her again as she looked to secure one of her favoured finishing holds; the naked facesit. Emma blocked, arms locked defensively across her chest to prevent Barbra from securing the facesit. A slap to the face did little to weaken Emma’s defensive resolve and then as Barbra turned her head slightly, perhaps looking for a crotch claw; Emma went on the attack with a double handed clubbing blow to the chest that knocked Barbra off her.
Both women got back to their feet, Emma blocking as Barbra threw a swarming flurry of punches before she fired back a couple of more controlled jabs into Barbra’s chest which slowed the Czech fighter up for a few seconds. When Emma faked a jab to the head, Barbra looked to block that an instantly found herself caught with a knee to the stomach. It took the Czech girl by surprise and while two knee lifts to follow up came as less of a surprise to her, they were no less effective as she dropped to her knees. Circling behind her, Emma took a handful of jet black hair before wrapping her other arm around Barbra’s throat in a tight choke hold that seemed to have her instantly in trouble. Barbra’s arms went to try and prise Emma’s arm away from the choke as Emma was quick to tie her up in a rear body scissor. A groan of frustration came from Barbra as she failed to free herself from the choke hold; it was followed by a groan of pain from Emma though as the Czech wildcat sunk her nails into her thighs. There was a brief battle of wills, Emma perhaps thinking that the choke hold could get the job done but Barbra worked her thighs over drawing angry furrows with her nails and again, both women broke apart. Circling now, both cut slightly dishevelled figures, skirts hanging loosely at their waists. Almost on an unseen signal, both elected to step out of the flimsy garments, Barbra instantly balled hers up though and threw it at Emma who was distracted just long enough to be taken down by the onrushing Czech woman with a tackle that a middle linebacker would have been proud of. Emma hit the ground hard, Barbra on top of her and hands instantly in the others hair as they rolled over on the ground, a sexy entwined ball of angry female flesh. First it seemed Emma had been able to gain top position only for Barbra to reverse the position, finally able to pin Emma as she slowly moved her position up Emma’s body. Looking for a grapevine pin, Barbra was thwarted as Emma kept her legs out of reach only to once again be surprised by her opponent’s speed and agility as she sprang forward to pin Emma while seated high on her chest.
Only Emma’s quick response in catching Barbra’s left ankle between her thighs saved her from the facesit which might well have ended the match. Barbra set about getting her foot free to complete the face pin, two hard slaps reddened Emma’s cheeks before a brutal double handed breast maul drew shrill cries of pain from Emma who gritted her teeth against the painful effects of her foes nails. Once again though, Barbra got careless as she reached back to try and prise Emma’s thighs apart and Emma struck, quickly, landing a double handed blow to the pit of Barbra’s stomach. The Czech woman was winded as the move took her by surprise and she hadn’t quite recovered her composure as Emma struck again with a second punch, this time to the crotch that sent Barbra sprawling to the ground and Emma was finally free from the pin and wasted no time in looking to go on the attack. Grabbing a double handful of her opponent’s hair, she got her part was to her feet before driving a knee lift up hard into her chest. Barbra crashed back to the ground but Emma was on her again, using her hair to get her fully to her feet this time before chopping her back down with a three punch combination to the body.
The match was a little over ten minutes old as Emma pulled Barbra back to her feet once again, brushing off an ineffective body punch before she lifted Barbra in a bear hug. The Czech fighter howled in anguish as she was trapped in the constricting hold as Emma used her power to punish her. Barbra pushed at Emma’s face, her fingers playing across her features briefly before Emma put paid to that with a pussy pounding atomic drop. That move seemed to knock some of the fight out of Barbra who quickly found herself lifted and slammed by Emma, and with that, Emma got herself into a pinning position high on Barbra’s chest. Only the Czech fighter’s arms locked on her chest prevented Emma from face sitting her now. It didn’t take Emma long though to deftly force them to the ground above her head and she quickly shifted forward, her crotch squarely covering her opponent’s nose and mouth as she sat on Barbra’s face, pinning her arms into the bargain, Indeed Emma barely had time to secure a double handful of jet black hair to ensure that Barbra was going nowhere before the Czech fighter was signalling her submission to give Emma a pretty quick victory in her first mission as international talent scout.
As we left Slovenia, Emma gave me her opinion of the target of that first scouting mission as well. ‘Honestly, she was fairly tough, but I’m not sure she really had enough to get into the Smythe title picture’ she told me ‘I’m looking for girls that I think could be real title contenders straight away. Do you have any idea who I’m scouting next though Steve?’ she asked.
‘Well I think Amelia mentioned something about an Australian girl. Not really sure though so I guess we’ll find out more when we get back to England Em’
‘Fair enough’ Emma agreed ‘anyway, you have Claire’s first title defence to worry about first don’t you?’
‘True, she’s fighting an Italian girl and it promises to be an interesting one for her. Her opponent’s a tough one but she’d also known for using sex fight tactics sometimes to throw her opponent’s off guard as well. Claire struggled with that kind of thing in one of her earlier matches, I’m just hoping she’ll know what to do about it this time if the same thing happens.’