The Contender

By Wolfboy

Emma is back in the Smythe title picture

Emma’s recent run of wins, while taking place in private matches, hadn’t gone unnoticed at the top of the Smythe organisation. Officially still ranked inside the top ten contenders despite her recent inactivity in Smythe matches, an injury presented Emma with an unexpected crack at the title. A tournament had been held to determine the new number one contender, and the winner of that contest Anna Corbett, had come out of the final with a back injury. That had come as a disappointment to the fans as a relatively inexperienced champion would have defended her title against an exciting young fighter coming to the sport from roller derby. While roller derby’s loss had been catfighting’s gain with Anna, the injury was severe enough to force her out of the title match.

With the defence already scheduled, Lady Amelia had turned to Emma at short notice to step into Anna’s shoes and take on the champion, Daisy York. Daisy only had fourteen catfights on her record, but following defeat in her first match, 13 straight wins had seen her claim the Smythe belt at the first time of asking in her most recent contest. Now Emma found herself in the ring, inside the Smythe mansion, the scene of many famous victories for her, awaiting the appearance of the young champion. Dressed all in black, a metallic catsuit and a pair of thigh high wresting boots, Emma had chosen to match Daisy’s favoured fight attire. She had reasoned that there was no sense in offering Daisy extra targets had she chosen some of her more typical, skimpy fight gear. The catsuit was so tight it appeared practically sprayed on, clinging to Emma’s curves and accentuating her powerful voluptuous figure perfectly. She leant casually against the post in her corner of the ring, calm and confident, unphased by the champions appearance as Daisy finally entered the room.

A shock of long, straight, post box red hair was the first thing that everyone noticed about Daisy. Beyond that, she was a fit and athletic looking young woman. Clad in a similarly skin-tight matte silver catsuit with black thigh boots with a two inch heel, Daisy slipped between the ropes, nervously I thought, glancing at Emma before she too settled into her own corner. With both women ready, the ring announcer began the introductions. ‘Ladies and Gentlemen, this catfight is for the Smythe Championship and it is to be a best of 3 submissions, no time limit catfight with no kicks or closed fist blows to the head’ the announcer began. ‘First of all, the challenger for the title, needing no real introduction on my left is Emma Baines. Emma is 35 years old, 5 feet 10 inches tall, 168lbs and measures 40E-27-38. Her catfight record stands at 45 wins and 15 defeats.’ Emma stepped forward, waving to the crowd who gave her a great ovation as they looked forward to seeing her back in title contention. ‘And her opponent’ the announcer continued ‘it the reigning Smythe Champion, Daisy York. Daisy is 27 years old, 5 feet 7 inches tall, 152 lbs and measures 36C-24-38. Her record stands at 13 wins and 1 defeat.’ The announcer left the ring quickly as Daisy flicked her long red hair nonchalantly while she took the applause of the crowd. Then the referee called the two women together, issuing some final instructions before the fight was underway, Emma immediately warming Daisy’s cheek with a fast right-handed slap as she strayed straight into range.

A quick learner though it seemed, Daisy came back, hands raised in defence before using her speed to slap at Emma’s body. Emma was patient though, biding her time and shipping a couple of slaps before Daisy erred once more, feeling the power of Emma’s right hand as another slap cracked off her cheek. The red head shook her head, looking to clear her senses as Emma patiently stalked her, an occasional slap looping into her body. The champion sensed correctly that she was slowly being corralled in to her own corner of the ring by Emma, and made her escape, ducking under a high attempted slap before turning quickly to slap Emma hard on the arse. Emma smiled at her opponent, and then the game began again, both women landing the occasional slap to the body or face while Emma looked to slowly close Daisy down again. There was little wasted effort from Emma as she stalked Daisy, but this time as the red head tried to duck her again, Emme caught her by the hair, spinning her round quickly before driving her face first into the light padding of the turnbuckle.

Daisy looked a little stunned even before Emma repeated the dose, her face slammed once more into the turnbuckle. Daisy slumped there, chest first against the padded corner before Emma elicited a moan of pain from her as a clubbing forearm caught the red head across the lower back. Daisy looked to fire back, throwing an elbow that Emma avoided with some ease before, grabbing a good double handful of hair, she threw the silver clad champion across the ring. Daisy seemed to land hard, looking a little dazed on the canvas, but as Emma looked to follow up, she showed a little fo what had made her champion, knees raised at the last second to stop Emma’s attempted big splash dead. Now Emma rolled to the mat, clutching her body as she gasped for breath and the champion took her time, waiting for Emma to reach all fours before delivering a kick to the body. Emma rolled back to the mat, again clutching her body as Daisy, content at having turned the tide quickly in fall one, took her time before allowing Emma to rise straight into a front headlock. Immediately the redhead jumped up, wrapping her finely muscled thighs around Emma’s waist as she trapped her in a scissors and choke hold combination. The perfect move it might have seemed with Emma looking winded but she gave the move short shrift, dropping to her knees and driving Daisy hard into the mat. Daisy lost her grip of both scissors and choke and it was Emma who took back the initiative applying a leg spread on the redhead while she planted one knee firmly in her pussy.

Daisy cried out, a little taken aback by the unusual move. Emma turned up the pressure, hands sliding higher up Daisy’s legs to spread her wider while she looked to grind her knee now into the champion’s womanhood. Suddenly in some trouble, Daisy’s hands went to her head as Emma inflicted some pain on her, forcing her to take it as she continued to spread and punish her. Daisy looked to reply, attempting to reach forward for Emma’s own auburn hair, but to no avail as Emma easily swayed out of range. Again, Daisy tried, this time Emma quick to release the leg spread and crack a hard right hand off her cheek and the fall continued to look even more under Emma’s control. Emma, knee still planted in Daisy’s crotch, now grabbed the champions bright red hair, pulling her forward into a painful front headlock, testing her flexibility. Daisy let out a cry of pain, almost a scream that belied her frustration in the way the first fall was going. The front headlock was effective, almost a choke used to punish and torment Daisy who struggled against Emma’s painful grip.

Wanting to take the fight more into the catfight style now, Emma raked her nails across Daisy’s body. Dissatisfied with the move though as Daisy’s silver catsuit protected her from the worst of the move, Emma upped the ante. Quickly, deftly, Emma removed the shoulder straps of Daisy’s catsuit, pushing the silver fabric down towards her waist. The champion’s finely muscled back now bore the brunt of Emma’s nails, shrieks escaping from the redhead’s mouth as the nails traced their angry patterns. Then Emma surprised Daisy, releasing the headlock and pushing her in the chest so that the redhead lay flat out once more on the mats. Arms spread-eagled, the crowd got a brief look at the champion’s pert C cup breasts before Emma’s hands enveloped them in a double breast claw. The look of pain was evident on Daisy’s face as Emma’s fingers kneaded her breasts, cries of pain coming from the champion’s lips as Emma continued to dominate the first fall. It was about to get much worse for Daisy as well as Emma used her grip on both breasts to push herself almost into a handstand before she dropped back down, cruelly dropping her knee in Daisy’s crotch. A howl of pain escaped the champion’s tortured body, and intensified immediately as Emma tore viciously at her tits, and as Emma threatened to repeat the handstand / knee drop combination, the champion was forced to submit. The crowd murmured their approval, impressed that Emma had quickly claimed fall one, putting Daisy under pressure now for the rest of the match. Emma’s complete domination of the fall boded well for the rest of the fight I thought. Emma apparently thought so too as she returned confidently to the corner after only five minutes of action.

The championship was on the line though; I had to expect Daisy to look to fight back as she stood proudly in her corner, now stripped to the waist. A look of determination was set firmly on Daisy’s face as she glowered at Emma before coming out of her corner for the start of the second fall. She started fast too, ramrod straight jabs aimed at Emma’s face and chest that started to push Emma back to the ropes. Trapping her there too, Daisy widened her stance, swinging some heavy hooks to the body that Emma blocked well with her arms tucked in tight. Daisy looked to switch her attack, slaps aimed at Emma’s face that landed, looking to rock Emma a little before Daisy went to a handful of auburn hair, trying to throw Emma across the ring. Emma blocked well though, a hand grabbing the top rope which stopped Daisy’s momentum. Now it was Emma’s turn to strike back, a hard right uppercut into Daisy’s belly, her knuckles sinking into the redhead’s body. Now Emma went onto the attack again pushing Daisy to the ropes before whipping across the ring and flooring her with a hard shoulder tackle. Emma sent Daisy sprawling, liked what she saw, and immediately followed it up with a handful of hair to bring the champion to her feet. Emma now slid a hand between Daisy’s thighs, lifting her and delivering a hard body slam in the centre of the ring. Daisy moaned as the impact took its toll on her body and a couple of minutes into the second round, it seemed that the bout had come well under Emma’s control once more.

Emma looked to punish Daisy now, showing good wrestling skill as she applied a leg bar on the champion, before pushing her own knee into the back of Daisy’s to add to the move. As Emma eased herself to a kneeling position now she twisted the leg painfully, Daisy crying out in pain as she forced to take the full brunt of Emma’s weight kneeling on her leg.

‘Give it up bitch!’ Emma half demanded of the ailing champion who steadfastly refused despite the apparent pain she was suffering.

Daisy needed a route back into the match though, and she found it, driving her foot into Emma’s chest to knock her back to the mat. The heeled thigh boots added to the effectiveness of the move too it seemed as both women were a little slow to rise from the mat. Daisy, limping slightly quickly found herself trapped in Emma’s front choke hold, but she had an answer, driving Emma back into the turnbuckles hard. Winded, Emma released the hold, quickly taking two hard shoulder blocks to the stomach as Daisy used the ropes to help her plough her body into her challenger. A knee lift followed, connecting hard with Emma’s breasts and as she reeled back against the corner, a sharp right-handed slap to the jaw saw her dropped on her backside there against the corner pads. Daisy turned around, thrusting her ass into Emma’s face in a grinding smother against the turnbuckles now, but it was only a move she maintained briefly as Emma grabbed her ankles, tipping her forwards to the mat.

Emma was quick to look for the advantage, trying to cross Daisy’s legs into a figure four as she lay face down on the mat. Daisy was able to defend though, using her leg strength to resist before catching Emma in the chest with a flailing foot to send her back into the turnbuckle. Now Daisy scrambled clear, a little cautiously, waiting on Emma to come out of the corner. The champion struck quickly then, jumping to catch Emma in a front headlock and body scissor combination. Emma remained standing now, feeling the power in Daisy’s silver clad thighs briefly before dropping to her knees, driving the champion’s back into the mat in something of a powerbomb. The redhead was winded, the grip of Emma’s head lost completely and her scissors weakened even before Emma’s fingers tested her abs, drawing a cry of anguish as the claw hold went on. Still, the champion was far from subdued, fighting from the position trapped on the mat as she tried to tighten the scissor hold once more as well as crashing a slap off Emma’s face. Emma was unmoved at first, but as Daisy applied the pressure on the scissor hold it was clear her leg strength was testing Emma as she released the claw hold, digging her elbows into the inside of Daisy’s thighs to alleviate the pain.

That left Emma a little open to attack, Daisy choosing a couple of prominent targets in her breasts as she sunk her nails in for a double breast maul. Now Emma cried out before responding in kind, hands latched on to Daisy’s naked breasts in a similar maul and it seemed that the fall might have been settled by which woman’s breasts could take the most punishment. As both stared into the other’s eyes though, searching for weaknesses, that would have been to discount Emma’s fighting instinct. She was still in the scissor hold but she used her double breast maul to lift Daisy clear of the mat now, before driving her back down with a powerful slam that instantly broke the scissor hold and saw Emma able to take control of the fall once more.

From her position kneeling on the mat, Emma was quick to spread the champion’s legs again now, allowing a short headbutt to find it’s target in her crotch. Daisy looked to roll to her side, clutching her pussy as she tried to escape. Emma was on to her quickly though with a handful of that red hair as she dragged the champion to her feet before throwing her roughly into the corner. Now Emma went to work as Daisy sagged there against the turnbuckle, a series of heavy punches slamming in to her body as Emma looked to beat the fight out of the champion. Kicks to the insides of both thighs followed, Emma using them to spread Daisy’s legs a little in the corner. Typically, Emma would than look for the knee to the crotch, but she was thwarted this time as Daisy cracked a slap off her face, forcing her onto the defensive for a moment. It brought Daisy the time to get out of the corner at least, but she walked straight into a headbutt to the pit of the stomach, Emma dropping to her knees to deliver the surprise blow.

Daisy was stopped in her tracks before Emma set her breast swinging with an uppercut delivered from on her knees. Rocked back, Daisy was ill prepared to defend as Emma continued the attack with a straight fingered thrust to the pussy ad Daisy cried out in surprise as she fell back to the mat. The champion continued to look a little overmatched as Emma stalked her around the ring to deliver stomps to her lower back each time she made it to all fours. Emma was growing in confidence by the minute as she looked to have things in hand. Leaning in, she lifted Daisy once more by the hair, but as she looked to lift the redhead for a body slam, Daisy slipped out of her grasp, getting behind Emma to deliver two hard forearm shots to the lower back. It was the champion’s opportunity to turn the tide in the battle it seemed and she took it, grabbing Emma’s hair with both hands before falling back, pulling Emma down on to her raised knees. It was a very effective backbreaker, Emma letting out a gasp of surprise and pain as the knees collided with her back. Keeping hold of her hair, Daisy now spread her own legs before snapping them tightly shut around Emma’s head. Framing Emma’s face perfectly in her painful thigh prison, Daisy kept one hand in Emma’s hair before reaching round to ease her right shoulder strap down to expose her breast. Daisy took her chance now to do some breast mauling of her own, concentrating her attack first on twisting and pulling on Emma’s nipple.

Emma’s cried of pain were testament to the effective mauling of the young champion. It was the scissor hold perhaps causing her the most trouble though, Daisy’s strong legs dishing out the pain as she opened them and then snapped them shut hard once more. That was effective too, stunning Emma as the iron hard thighs slammed into her face. Sensing it, Daisy went away from the hair, now stripping Emma’s other shoulder strap to reveal both breasts before drawing more intense howls of pain with a double nipple attack now. Emma was in trouble, fading in the crushing scissor hold and punished further by her opponent’s very effective breast attacks. She had to respond and it was the briefest moment of carelessness from Daisy that provided the chance. Content Emma was fading and looking to finish her off, she maintained the double breast claw as she spread her legs once more to smash them into Emma’s face. With no hand in her hair this time though, Emma saw her chance and took it with a back headbutt into Daisy’s crotch before she had chance to close her legs. Daisy’s mouth formed the ‘o’ shape of surprise as Emma quickly repeated the dose before finding her way back to her feet. She was quick to bring Daisy upright too before whipping the redhead into the ring post and following in with two hard hooks into the body. Daisy groaned in pain but pushed Emma firmly in the chest, forcing her back and creating space as she went for a snap high kick to the jaw. It would have been a real game changer had it landed but Emma blocked it, and even worse for Daisy, caught her leg, trapping it against her upper body.

Daisy was split, in a compromising position, and Emma made her pay immediately with two nasty, hard uppercuts to the crotch. Daisy howled in pain as her body sagged slightly against Emma who took the chance to muscle the champion into the air and over her shoulder to the mat in a rough throw. Daisy landed hard, unable to break her fall from the throw and with the champion winded and in pain, it looked like Emma had her opponent right where she wanted her. Well almost anyway as she dragged Daisy so that her head was positioned under the bottom rope. Then she sat down on top of that rope, a face sit applied while her weight forced the tope across Daisy’s throat as well. Daisy immediately gagged, in trouble from the cunning move while Emma reached back to stomach punch the redhead, driving more air from her body.

‘Aaaaggggh! Get off me bitch!’ Daisy rasped at Emma.

Emma responded with another body punch before tweaking Daisy’s nipples and telling her to ‘submit then’

There was silence from Daisy; partly through defiance, but she was in trouble. A knee caught Emma in the lower back. She swung a second knee, but this time, there was Emma waiting on her to trap the leg using it to fold the already troubled champion.

‘Submit!’ Emma told her, adding ‘it’s over, there’s no escape.’

She was right too but Daisy didn’t want to admit it as she hung on desperately, fading but hoping that there would be an error on Emma’s part to give her some respite. The crowd was buzzing with anticipation now too, convinced that their old favourite would be picking up the title once more.

Again Emma asked ‘do you submit?’ before hammering two punches into Daisy’s ribs and finally, weakly, the champion tapped the mat to admit her defeat’

The crowd rose as Emma did from the beaten champion’s body, acclaiming her victory and return to the Smythe championship picture. She came back to the corner, the title belt across her shoulder once again as she hugged me and I whispered into her ear ‘you were never better Em, you dominated her from start to finish!’

‘I know’ she gushed ‘everything went to plan through the whole match. I never had a better performance in a title match!’

That was pretty true I though, and it was a great reward for a run of great catfighting performances from Emma. She had fought back well after the devastating third defeat by Sara, conquering that demon along the way in the run of victories that had culminated in her claiming the title once more!