Face It

By Wolfboy

Claire looks to get back into the Smythe title picture in a face sit only catfight

Claire and I had recently travelled to Romania for a challenge with Romanian pit fighter Carla. Although that match had ended in defeat for Claire, it seemed to have finally knocked some sense into the lightweight catfighter. Setting about mending her bridges with Emma had been a good sign for me. While the two women weren’t exactly back to being the best of friends, they were at least talking to each other now. Having a plan to get her lightweight belt back was another good sign, Claire being Claire though, her plan wasn’t exactly conventional but at least it was a plan.

Brazilian fighter Gabrielle Alves had contacted Lady Amelia looking for a facesit rules catfight. While the match wasn’t part of the Smythe Federation for rankings, Claire had felt that bearing the heavier Brazilian at her own game was still a good way to get noticed, so she stepped forward to take the challenge. The rules in the challenge would allow for no punching or kicking but all other moves would be legal. To win the no time limit contest, only a knockout via face sit would get the job done.

When I’d asked Claire about her plan for the match, she’d joked that she was ‘good at holding my breath, so she’ll get bored of sitting on my face before I give up!’ I sincerely hoped as we waited in the changing room for the start of the match that she had a little more in mind than just that. What was for sure was that Claire was in fantastic shape for the match, toned and ready, she paced the changing room anxious to get started. Topless, wearing a leopard skin print thong with matching suspender belt and sheer, clack stockings, she looked every inch the catfighter. Her black painted nails, sharp and dangerous were ready to exact a toll of the Brazilian fighter’s body.

‘Try and make sure you get a quick start’ I advised as we waited to be called out to the ring. ‘She loves to facesit and she might just take some shifting if she gets in place. She’ll look to tire you by making you carry her extra weight I think.’

‘I know you’re right’ Claire admitted as the knock came on the door. ‘I’m sure we’ll both get our time on top, but I’d like to make her fight out from under my arse as much as I can. I’ll tire her out instead that way. I may have a few plans if she gets on top too’ Claire smiled as we walked through the doors towards the ring, making the short work to find the taller, heavier Brazilian fighter Gabrielle waiting on us. A former Miss Brazil and a model, Gabrielle had a sensational ass, built perfectly for face sitting, she was going to be a tough opponent for Claire in front of an expectant Smythe crowd. Topless, Claire slipped between the ropes and into the ring before standing in her corner, a picture of focus and calmness as she leant casually against the corner post, smoothing her stockings down her thighs as the ring announcer began to call events to order.

‘Ladies and Gentlemen, our first contest this evening is a no time limit facesit challenge match. The winner will only be decided by a knockout from a face sit. There is no punching or kicking allowed in this match but all other moves and holds are legal. Our two competitors; on my left from Brazil standing 5 feet 7 inches tall, weighing 150 lbs with a 36B-25-38 figure and a record of 12 wins and 2 losses is Gabrielle Alves.’ The Brazilian received a warm reception from the crowd as she moved from her corner, stripping off a white T-shirt to reveal a skimpy fluorescent orange thong bikini. Unlike Claire, the Brazilian was not planning to fight topless it seemed. ‘And her opponent on my right from the UK is Claire Voss the former Smythe lightweight champion. Claire is 5 feet 2 inches tall, weighs 126 lbs and measures 34DD-34-35 with a record of 11 wins and 4 losses.’ As the announcer left the ring, Claire too acknowledged the reception of the crowd before stretching lightly, pulling on the top rope as the bell rang and the referee called the two women to fight.

Claire came out of her corner, slowly starting to circle the taller Brazilian fighter, being cautious not to get into the range early on. No punches and kicks played into Claire’s hands a little I thought as the taller woman could perhaps have used her long legs to light up the jet haired fighter’s body. Claire still took a couple of glancing blows from slaps to the face, but overall, she was relatively unscathed through the first few seconds before looking to rush Gabrielle back into her own corner. As she bullied the Brazilian fighter back in to the corner now, Claire raised her knee, timing it perfectly to connect just as Gabrielle’s back met the unforgiving corner turnbuckles. The Brazilian fighter groaned as the knee struck home and Claire followed up quickly with a European style uppercut, rocking Gabrielle’s head back. It was legal in the rules, but took Gabrielle by surprise; sensing perhaps that her Brazilian opponent hadn’t expected her physical approach early on, Claire followed up with a handful of hair, driving Gabrielle’s face into the lightly padded turnbuckle. Gabrielle was rocked, dropping on to the mat on her backside, and wasting no time, Claire dropped to her knees behind her, trapping her in a sleeper hold.

As Claire wrapped her arms tightly around Gabrielle’s throat, the first part of her strategy perhaps became clear. With victory only by facesit knock out, Claire could use holds like the sleeper to punish and tire Gabrielle before going for the knock out. The Brazilian fighter quickly realised that she couldn’t take the quick way out, and she was going to have to find a way to fight out of the hold. Claire intended to punish her, grabbing the hair to secure the hold even more so before crimping Gabrielle’s neck painfully to the side to put paid to her first attempt to force her way to her feet. Gritting her teeth though Gabrielle tried again, getting first to her knees and then slowly forcing her way to her feet, where her extra height made it difficult for Claire to keep the hold applied. Trying to help with that, Claire jumped onto Gabrielle’s back, hoping it would help her to keep the hold on. It worked briefly until Gabrielle fell back to the mat, driving Claire hard into the mat and it was the jet haired fighter who got the worst end of the impact as Gabrielle’s body crushed her into the mat.

Now the sexy Brazilian fighter looked to take advantage, dragging Claire to her feet by her long straight black hair before folding her up with a knee lift to the body. A lift followed immediately, Claire finding herself body slammed in the centre of the ring, but she had little chance to recover from that before Gabrielle went back to the hair to throw Claire into the corner. Quickly, Gabrielle rushed Claire, turning at the last second to ensure that her impressive butt crashed into Claire’s body and she slid down the turnbuckles to sit on the mat in the corner. Winded, the last thing Claire needed now was Gabrielle’s foot pressed against her throat as the Brazilian fighter used the top rope to help her add leverage to the move. Claire groaned, then gagged a little as Gabrielle made sure to increase the pressure on her and the choke was an effective move to help her stay on top until Claire sunk her nails into Gabrielle’s calf drawing a shriek of surprise from the taller woman. Gabrielle turned the hold loose but looked to get back on top immediately with a bearhug, lifting Claire from the mat as her arms wrapped tightly around Claire’s lithe body.

The look on Claire’s face told the story of Gabrielle’s power as she started to cry out in pain. I thought that Claire was in a little trouble already, but she had other ideas, delivering a series of crashing right handed slaps to the face as she looked to get free. It worked in a sense, but only as Gabrielle punished her with a pussy pounding atomic drop and as Claire dropped to the mat, clutching her throbbing pussy, Gabrielle was back in control. She proved it too, setting her butt down hard on top of Claire’s tits as she fought to control the jet haired fighter’s hands. Slowly, Gabrielle gained control, first of Claire’s left hand, and then following a stinging slap to the face stunned Claire, her right hand followed, quickly pushed to the mat high above her head. Now Claire was trapped, quickly in trouble too as Gabrielle started to inch her way forward, looking to secure the facesit as the catchweight contest looked to heading firmly, and quite quickly in the bigger fighter’s favour. Securing the facesit fully, Gabrielle sat squarely on Claire’s face now, shifting her body forward as she looked to give Claire no clear way of dislodging her it seemed.

Claire bridged, to little avail it appeared as Gabrielle rode those attempts expertly before reaching back to grab Claire’s left leg, using it to fold her. Gabrielle didn’t seek to control Claire’s head though at this stage, allowing Claire to shift her head to claim an odd gasp of air, while Gabrielle seemed content to settle in for a long, grinding face sit. Claire bridged as best she could with only one leg but looked to have little chance of shifting her Brazilian foe it seemed to me and as she entered her second and then third minute in the face sit, it was clear she was fading under her opponent’s perfect butt. Claire was going to have to delve in to her bag of tricks it seemed, and using her teeth and tongue, she was able to shift Gabrielle’s thong to one side before using her tongue to probe the face sitting expert’s pussy. It seemed surprising to me that as someone who only fought in face pin matches, that this move would take Gabrielle by surprise. There was little doubt though from the Brazilian’s moans and groans that Claire’s attentions were having their effect. Still, Gabrielle remained on top, but it was apparent that Gabrielle was unsure what to do next before a fast swinging knee into her back from Claire threw her off balance, and a bridge completed the job of dislodging her. Claire slipped out from beneath her opponent’s butt, quickly grabbing her ankles and crossing them in a figure four as she trapped her face down on the mat. Claire played her black painted nails across Gabrielle’s butt and lower back drawing a cry of protest before she went to the hair. Puling hard, Claire forced Gabrielle’s back to arch in pain before latching on to her right breast with a side breast grab as she looked to challenge Gabrielle to fight an altogether cattier style.

Again, the Brazilian cried out, unhappy it seemed with Claire’s style of attacks, but attacking within the rules, Claire wasn’t going to be stopped by a bit of moaning. She switched tactics a little though releasing breast grab and hair to switch to a wedgie, forcing Gabrielle’s fluorescent orange thong high up her body to cut into her pussy. Worse too for Gabrielle, Claire slipped a hand inside her thong, looking to apply a claw hold that was rendered a little ineffective by the Brazilian’s body being pressed flat against the mat. Still it was Claire dominating the action again as she looked to punish Gabrielle down on the mat. Sensing that the claw hold wasn’t getting the job done, Claire maintained the wedgie and still holding the figure four in place with her body, she went back to the hair, pulling Gabrielle’s head and chest clear of the mat. Claire was content to work Gabrielle over for now, not looking to switch to the face pin, but with a stroke of luck, the Brazilian fighter flailed back an elbow, catching Claire in the body and forcing her off. Both women looked to rise quickly now, but it was Claire who was slightly the faster, catching Gabrielle in a front headlock before she drove three knees in to her body, bowling her back to the mat again.

This time Claire sensed her chance to go in for the face pin, quickly dropping down on Gabrielle in a reverse face sit position before pulling her bikini top up to expose her breasts for the first time. Claire plunged those black painted nails straight into the B cup breasts of her opponent now, taking delight in her opponent’s muffled shrieks of pain. Twisting Gabrielle’s right breast now, both hands used in the attack, Claire was happy to keep the attack up. Gabrielle squirmed beneath her, her nose firmly between Claire’s butt cheeks as she was pinned to the mat. Bridging now, looking to escape, Claire took the chance to surprise Gabrielle with a chop to the crotch. The Brazilian made a muffled complaint about a punch, but the referee told her it was a legal strike, and as if to emphasise that point, Claire gleefully followed up with a second chop before going back to the breast maul. Gabrielle managed to free a hand from under Claire’s legs now, using it to try and prise Claire’s punishing hands from her breast. Claire countered though, controlling Gabrielle’s hand with her right hand, using her left to continue to punish her right breast. Feeling confident now it seemed, Claire rubbed her crotch suggestively on her opponent’s face as the crowd murmured their approval of their former lightweight champion.

Although she was firmly pinned beneath Claire, Gabrielle still had plenty of fight left in her, but she had to get out from beneath Claire’s pert little butt if she was going to get back into the match. As the Brazilian bucked and squirmed beneath her though, Claire seemed to ride her expertly. Releasing Gabrielle’s hand now too, Claire slipped her right hand around her throat now, adding a choke to the predicament for the Brazilian who seemed to be getting beaten at her own game. Claire was growing in confidence too as Gabrielle’s breathing sounded increasingly laboured beneath her. Gabrielle bridged, growing evermore desperate to get Claire off her face, but again Claire rode that well, punishing the Brazilian fighter further with a hard flat handed blow to the stomach that dropped her bridge back to the mat.

Gabrielle’s cries of frustration grew increasingly desperate and muffled though beneath Claire’s ass; the jet haired lightweight fighter looking increasingly dominant as she continued to smother Gabrielle. Adding to the Brazilian fighter’s predicament now, Claire cruelly applied a stomach claw, drawing a muffled shriek from Gabrielle as she felt Claire’s fingers and nails probing her stomach, testing her for a weakness. Again, Gabrielle bridged, legs trembling a little with the effort as the smother was clearly starting to take effect on her. Claire broke off from the claw now, cracking another two hard slaps off Gabrielle’s stomach and then as the ailing Brazilian tried to bridge once more, Claire went back to the stomach claw hold. Almost immediately Gabrielle tried to drop her own bridge, but too late as Claire grabbed the waist band of her thong now, pulling the fluorescent orange garment into a painful frontal wedgie. Gabrielle’s shriek of pain was quickly cut short as Claire shifted slightly, ensuring Gabrielle’s face was now carrying her full weight in the face pin as she spread her legs wider. Maintaining the two holds with the face sit now, Claire continued to punish Gabrielle as the referee started to take a greater interest in the fading Brazilian. Checking Gabrielle’s arm, the referee allowed it to fall loosely back to the mat. A few seconds later, the response was the same, and the crowd stirred as Claire was on the verge of victory. Making sure, she delivered a quick chop to the crotch, taking the very final element of fight out of Gabrielle. The referee dutifully checked the arm one last time, the result exactly the same as Gabrielle’s arm dropped to the mat, and the referee called for the final bell.

Claire climbed off the beaten, evidently unconscious Brazilian fighter now, arms raised in victory as the crowd cheered her, acclaiming her surprisingly quick win over a heavier woman in her own favoured style of match. It was a victory that was sure to push Claire back into some sort of contention for the lightweight title after a tough run of recent results. Knowing Claire though, I knew that she wouldn’t settle for just being back in contention for the title again. She was bound to want that title back again, as well as maybe looking for some bigger competition again perhaps.