Lightweight Final Eliminator

By Wolfboy

Claire takes on a rising Japanese start looking to earn a shot at the Lightweight Title

The next evening of Smythe catfighting promised to be quite the event as it would kick off with Claire taking on the Japanese teen sensation Yuki Yammamoto in a final eliminator for the lightweight crown in the Smythe mat room. Following that, there would be a lightweight title defence for the current champion Miss V, followed by a debut in the Smythe organisation for The Goddess, Staci Goulding. After all of that, Emma would defend the Smythe Championship against the Texas tough girl Toni in a match to be held inside an MMA cage hastily erected on a secluded part of the mansion’s lawn. It promised to be an evening with something for everyone, and a busy evening for me as I accompanied Claire to the mats for her title eliminator.

There was no doubt that the audience was eagerly anticipating the action starting off with the eliminator for the lightweight title. In particular, two women in the crowd anticipated it more than most in attendance; Kensi Welsh who had lost in spectacular style to Yuki in the first round of the eliminator tournament, finding herself dominated physically and sexually by the impressive Japanese. Next to Kensi sat her mother Tasha, a fighter herself and rumoured to have taken Kensi to task on the mats herself following the defeat in the guise of a training session. Both women surely wanted to see what the Japanese girl had to offer in this final eliminator.

Claire looked confident as she waited on the mats. It had been her plan to push for the contest to take place in the mat room rather than the ring; she had seen how well Yuki had employed the ropes in dominating Kensi. It seemed a shrewd move to me, one that certainly did Claire no harm in the contest. Claire stretched lightly, wearing a pale lemon coloured silk kimono that stopped well above the knee; beneath it, I knew that she wore matching pale lemon lace bra and satin and lace thong knickers, and she was barefoot with her usual glossy black hair. A few moments passed before Yuki entered the room accompanied by her mother Suki who would act as her second. Suki herself was a woman well versed in catfighting and sex fighting, often combining the two to good effect in her fights. It was easy to see where Yuki got her fairly unique style of fighting from as both Japanese women made their way towards the mats. Yuki strode confidently towards the mats wearing a simple white lace bra along with a white G-string. Over the G-string though, she also wore the burnt orange string bikini briefs that she had taken from Kensi as a trophy late on in her victory over the blonde. Spotting Kensi in the crowd, Yuki took a detour to stand in front of Kensi before she straddled the startled blonde’s lap, planting a passionate kiss on her, her tongue teasing Kensi’s lips apart. Tasha, Kensi’s mother, wasn’t about to stand for it; the Japanese was wearing her daughter’s own knickers, and now sat on her lap, teasing the blonde with her dominant sexuality while Kensi did nothing to stop her!

‘Oi, you fucking cow!’ Tasha screamed at the young Japanese girl ‘What the fuck do you think you’re doing? Get off her!’ she continued, standing up and grabbing Yuki’s straight black hair.

Mrs Suki Yammamoto was also quick to react, pushing Tasha in the chest and knocking the older Welsh back into her seat. ‘You want to fight blonde bitch?’ Suki demanded of her ‘then we will fight you, best of 3 submission tag match bitch!’

‘You’re on slag!’ Tasha replied immediately, a fire in her eyes as she did so.

‘Good, good’ Suki smiled, continuing ‘in the ring here in one weeks’ time. And the winners get to keep the losers as their personal slaves for the weekend after the fight’ Suki stated. It was not a question, it was a straight challenge, one which Tasha was trapped into accepting having agreed so readily to the match.

‘Of course!’ Tasha smiled back at the older Japanese woman. ‘We’re going to fuck you up real good bitch’ she finished as Suki and her daughter Yuki turned on their heels, heading towards the mats and the title eliminator with Claire who waited patiently with me in the corner. In fact, it was fair to day that Claire was pretty amused as she watched the two families get into it. ‘If they’re worried about blondie and her mum’ she reasoned ‘then she’s not focussed on me, is she?’

After the stir in the crowd had settled just enough for the announcer to call events to order on the mats, Claire stripped off her pale lemon kimono to give the crowd a first look at her matching lace and satin underwear. ‘Ladies and Gentlemen’ the announcer began ‘this is the final eliminator for the Smythe lightweight championship. It is a best of 3 submissions, no holds barred contest without time limit. First on my left, from Japan, is Yuki Yammamoto. She is 18 years old, 5 feet 4 inches tall, 125lbs and measures 34C-23-35 and she has a record of 12 wins with just 1 defeat.’ Yuki gave the crowd a brief wave before finally stripping off the orange bikini briefs that she had taken from Kensi in winning the first eliminator for the title bout. ‘And on my right’ the announcer continued ‘from England is Claire Voss. Claire is 26 years old, 5 feet 2 inches tall and 127lbs. She measures 34Dd-24-36 with a record of 12 wins and 4 losses.’

The announcer left the mats, his place there taken by the referee for the evening, and she quickly checked that both women were ready to fight before calling for the bell to start the action. Given the no time limit stipulation, neither Claire or Yuki were in an immediate rush to get started on each other, circling a little warily at distance. ‘Come on you skinny little Japanese bitch!’ Claire called across the mats at Yuki who wasn’t taking the bait, firing back icily ‘fuck you western whore!’ as the early standoff continued before Claire finally landing the first real blow of the fight as she darted into range to deliver a snap kick to Yuki’s right thigh. ‘Bitch!’ Yuki exclaimed, but she kept her distance, not looking to rush in and immediately try to avenge the attack. The Japanese fighter kept her right hand balled up in a fist, her left loose, as she circled slowly to her left, cautiously awaiting an opening. She took a second kick to the thigh, this time firing back though, that cocked right hand catching Claire squarely to the breasts. Claire stumbled backwards, slightly off balance and relieved to find Yuki not following up straight away, allowing her to regain her footing and prepare to meet the Japanese teenager head on as the two finally clashed in the centre of the mats, bodies pressed firmly into each other’s as their hands became wrapped up in each other’s hair.

Now it was the Japanese bombshell Yuki who looked to have taken the early initiative. A bit taller that Claire, she used that height advantage well, forcing Claire’s head back painfully by the hair. Feeling that she had that advantage secured, Yuki released one hand from the hair, reaching down to slide a hand inside Claire’s lemon coloured panties, looking for an early crotch attack. Claire stopped that dead though, releasing Yuki’s hair before landing a fierce slap to her face; Yuki was a little stunned and the follow up was worse for her as Claire buried her fist deep into her stomach to drop her to her knees. Claire took a front headlock on the kneeling Japanese girl, bearing down on her as she looked to choke her out early. Again, Yuki went for the crotch, sliding a hand inside Claire’s knickers; again, Claire thwarted her, this time with a knee driven straight between Yuki’s pert little tits, knocking her back to the mat. Claire grabbed the teen fighters’ legs, spreading them wide to deliver a knee drop to the pussy and as Yuki grabbed herself, howling in pain, it was evidently Claire who would take the initiative now in round one of the action.

Claire knew the Japanese woman to be a dangerous fighter from her successful domination and defeat of Kensi, so determined to keep up the pressure, she delivered a snap leg drop across the chest. Claire’s thick thighs crushed Yuki’s breasts against her body, and she was still reeling from that blow as Claire pulled her from the mat by her hair to deliver a headbutt between her breasts that saw her reel back into the wall that bordered the mats on one side. Claire followed in, launching a barrage of body punches that Yuki fought hard to block with her arms; she still took enough of them though before Claire rocked her again with a stinging slap to the face. Yuki reeled from that blow straight into a tight side headlock from Claire who immediately thrust her hip into Yuki’s side, sending her up and over her body to crash to the mat hard. Still with the Japanese sensation trapped in that side headlock, Claire now shifted her position well, getting her own breasts into Yuki’s face properly for the first time in the fight. It was something Claire had told me she would be looking for, knowing the nature of Yuki’s only defeat so far at the hands, and more significantly, breasts of Heike Braun. Judging by the early high-pitched squeals of discomfort from the Japanese girl, it was working well too, and Claire rode out the early part of the match looking to weaken Yuki with the well applied smother, holding her firmly in place with the tight headlock.

Yuki looked for a way to respond as she in turn wrapped her arms tightly around the waist of Claire, looking to roll the former champion. Claire held a wide base though, her legs spread a little on the mat to make her difficult to move and another crank on the headlock reasserted her dominance. Yuki switched her tactic now, her tongue flicking across Claire’s right nipple inside her bra, instantly stiffening it as the teen fighter looked to arouse Claire before she struck, clamping her teeth down hard on the stiff nipple through the flimsy fabric, drawing a shriek of pain from Claire who released the headlock. She looked to scramble clear but Yuki wasn’t letting go of the bite, and as Claire howled in pain, it looked like the Japanese had found her way into the match. Claire was forced to grit her teeth against the pain, pulling Yuki in close instead with arms wrapped tightly around her head; if she couldn’t get away, she reasoned that she would try and smother Yuki again and the two lay, bodies intertwined on the mat in a battle of wills. Claire’s bra still saved her from the absolute worst of the Japanese fighter’s molar mauling, and it was Yuki who blinked first in the battle of wills, releasing the bite as she looked to suck in a gasp of air. Claire rolled her instantly, forcing Yuki to her back and into a pinning position, the two women lying body to body and Claire’s breasts pressed increasingly firmly into Yuki’s face.

‘You like this don’t you, you little bitch?’ Claire told the teenager as she felt her body writhe uncomfortably beneath her. Yuki tried to fight back again now, a right hand catching Claire weakly in the side. Claire brushed that off and her legs started to fight for control of Yuki’s as she looked to spread her in a grapevine. Yuki defended wisely, her legs lifted in the air to prevent Claire from capturing them, but Claire was patient, in control, and in no rush to try and move away from the smother.

‘Mmmmfffff!’ came an exasperated and well muffled scream from Yuki as she continued to suffer in the smother early in the fight. Her feet kicked at the mat as she dropped her legs quickly, looking to bridge and dislodge Claire. On top of the Japanese girl though, Claire was completely at ease, holding her balance well as Yuki continued to struggle, well controlled in the full body pin and breast smother. Once more now, Claire attempted the grapevine; her legs almost trapping Yuki’s this time, the teenager forced into some pretty desperate last-ditch defending to free her legs from Claire’s. Again, Yuki lifted her legs high in to the air to prevent Claire from securing them and Claire turned in response to pull hard on the front of Yuki’s white G-string now, Yuki letting out a yelp as the fabric was forced into a wedgie, cutting painfully into her neatly trimmed pussy. Claire was increasingly confident but the slight shift in position enabled her opponent just to shift her head enough to suck in a much-needed gasp of oxygen. Yuki was just about hanging in there in the fall as she reached for Claire’s long black hair, getting a good handful and pulling hard to test Claire’s resolve. Now Claire moaned, feeling the pain in her scalp as Yuki began to viciously pull on her hair, each pull increasing in intensity as they seemed to loosen the smother Claire had her trapped in. It was decision time for Claire; it seemed that her attempt to smother Yukie most likely wouldn’t succeed this time. She elected to switch her tactics, effectively too, reaching back to crotch punch Yuki before she raised her body partly off the Japanese girl before dropping back down on to her hard to wind her.

Yuki let out a groan as Claire crushed her to the mat now, the situation worsening quickly for her as well as Claire delivered a sharp right cross to the chin that dazed the Japanese fighter. Claire rode her forearm roughly across Yuki’s throat now, seemingly intent on choking her out rather than smothering her out, but Yuki had other ideas, flashing her fingers across Claire’s eyes in a nasty eye rake that gained her freedom, Claire rolling to the mat, rubbing furiously at her eyes. Yuki had been trapped in Claire’s smother for a little while, the hold having taking its toll on the Japanese fighter to some degree, but she responded, pulling Claire from the mats by the hair, before using that grip of the hair to pull Claire onto a knee lift to the body. Claire groaned, feeling the knee strike before Yuki caught her with a quick uppercut to the chin to set her on unsteady legs. The Japanese fighter spotted an opportunity and, in a move, which surprised as much as hurt Claire, she scooped her up before slamming her down across the laps of two surprised fans at the edge of the mat. Those fans found themselves treated to an up-close view of the action as Yuki delivered a double fisted blow to the stomach before sinking her nails into Claire’s breasts as she continued to lie across the laps of the lucky ringside fans. Claire cried out in pain as Yuki continued to work on her breasts there, and the confident look came back on to the face of the Japanese teenager who fancied, it seemed, that she had Claire right where she wanted her.

Claire had other ideas, though she had to grit her teeth, showing her resolve before she found an opening, lashing out a foot to catch Yuki off guard as it slammed into her body. The Japanese fighter was sent sprawling back onto the mats now, and Claire was able to extricate herself from her position in the crowd, adjusting her pale lemon coloured bra as she came on to the mats with perfect timing to catch Yuki in a front headlock as she rose from the mats. Instantly Yuki sunk her nails into Claire’s arse, drawing a screech of protest from Claire who cried out ‘get your fucking nails out of me bitch!’ at the determined Japanese fighter. However, she didn’t wait for Yuki to comply, instead raking her own nails fiercely up Yuki’s back to draw screams of pain from the Japanese fighter. She went to the G-string now, pulling hard, suddenly forcing the tiny white panties into a hard wedgie that increased the pain for Yuki for a moment before it started to give way. Claire released Yuki’s G-string, letting it hang uselessly at her waist as she drove a knee up between the Japanese fighters’ breasts now, and releasing the headlock, she let Yuki drop to the mat.

It was clear that Yuki was winded, and Claire immediately added to the problems the teenage fighter was feeling as she forced her back to her feet, before sliding a hand between her thighs and lifted her. It looked like being a back breaker, but instead Claire dropped Yuki stomach first across her knee, and the Japanese fighter was left gasping for air as Claire pushed her disdainfully off her knee and to the mat. Yuki moaned in pain, winded down on the mats as Claire dropped across her in a full body splash that hardly helped the young Japanese girls’ predicament. Continuing to lie across Yuki following the splash, Claire wrapped her left hand in Yuki’s hair, and pulling back hard, she forced Yuki to cry out in pain; Claire had more in store for her too, immediately reaching back to apply a pussy claw as well, and as the Japanese girl cried out in pain, Claire locked eyes with Yuki’s mother Suki at the edge of the mats. It was a look that said ‘your daughter is mine’ from Claire who looked supremely confident at the moment in dominating the action. She asked Yuki ‘do you submit bitch?’ as she regripped her hair, dragging her nails across Yuki’s scalp as she did so to a defiant screech of pain as the Japanese fighter refused to give. Claire drove her elbow into Yuki’s side now, the Japanese letting fly a string of expletives in her direction as she calmly repeated the move and then she went back again to the crotch claw, instantly drawing a high pitched shriek from Yuki who continued to be defiant, telling Claire ‘fuck you!’ when she asked her to submit again.

‘Fuck you’ Claire repeated, ‘fuck you? Now there’s a good idea’ she smiled as her fingers started to work in an altogether more sensual way on the Japanese girl’s pussy. Yuki writhed beneath Claire on the mat now; Claire had her well pinned though and there was no escape from Claire’s expert attentions that soon had Yuki moaning along in time with Claire’s probing and caressing. ‘Mmmmmm, you like this don’t you, you dirty little cow?’ Claire purred into Yuki’s ear, sensing the Japanese girl to be well into the throes of ecstasy now. Indeed, Yuki moaned along with Claire’s increasingly urgent finger fucking of her now as she cried out ‘Mmmmmm……ooooohhhhh……. oh……. OH……...please don’t stop……. please don’t…...’ Then her head went back further, back arching slightly more as she reached her climax; Claire didn’t give her a second to regain her composure though, reverting immediately to the crotch claw on her now hugely aroused opponent. It was immediately effective, Yuki screaming out in pain and then submission as Claire’s fingers and nails quickly turned pleasure to excruciating pain and a 1-0 lead in the best of 3 submissions contest. As a final act of the first fall now, Claire pulled the remains of Yuki’s white G-string from her body as she climbed off her to return to the corner, throwing the tattered garment to one of the members of the crowd that she had briefly been laying across during the first fall.

‘That went right to plan’ she beamed as she returned to the corner, adjusting her own knickers slightly to ensure they rode comfortably on her hips. ‘Silly little bitch is still more concerned about blondie over there’ she said, jerking her head in the direction of Kensi ‘she’s not focussed on me at all.’

‘Let’s keep it that way’ I told Claire ‘keep on her and don’t give her chance to get back into it’ I said as we watched Yuki climb from the mat to her corner, leaving a tell-tale wet patch from Claire’s finger fucking there on the mats. She was instantly on the receiving end of a stern lecture from Suki, but again her eyes locked with Kensi’s in the crowd, and it was obvious that there was still a degree of distraction there for her. ‘Maybe you can even play on that a bit?’ I asked Claire. ‘I mean, she’d borderline obsessed with Kensi, so maybe position her where she can’t help but see her if you get chance and see how that plays out?’ I suggested.

‘Not a bad idea Steve’ Claire smirked as the referee called for both women to return to the mats, ‘I like how you think….’

In her match with Kensi, the Japanese teenager had lost the first fall before returning to thoroughly dominate the blonde over the remainder of the fight. Given that, I guess there was a real danger of her doing the same here, but as the two women clashed once more, I didn’t sense that to be as likely. Immediately they were both into each other’s hair at the start of the second fall, both snarling at the other as they looked to impose themselves on each other. Briefly, Yuki’s extra height seemed to have given her an advantage, allowing her to bear down on Claire and try to force her head back before delivering a kick to Claire’s thigh. Claire timed her response well though as she planted her feet and drove Yuki’s head back with all of her power, just as the Japanese fighter was still off balance from the kick and it looked like she was about to drive Yuki back to the wall. Yuki was shrewd enough though to go with the flow of the push from Claire before, as she neared the wall, she cleverly switched position and it was Claire who’s back slammed hard into the wall. All action now, Yuki hammered four hard right hands into Claire’s stomach, still maintaining a left-hand grip of Claire’s hair. As Claire’s hands left Yuki’s hair, dropping lower to try and protect her body, Yuki wisely switched her attack now, an uppercut to the breasts before a fast right hand to the jaw and Claire slid down the wall looking a little glassy eyed.

Now Yuki pressed her foot against Claire’s throat there against the wall, choking her, looking to press home as advantage bit also, inadvertently, leaving herself wide open to attack. Claire took the chance too with a straight fingered thrust to Yuki’s crotch, the neatly trimmed bush there doing nothing to protect her from the ferocity of Claire’s perfectly delivered attack, and she dropped to the mat, clutching herself in pain, a low moan emanating from her lips. Claire was back on her, a little cautiously going to the hair from behind to pull the Japanese girl back to her feet before a vicious slash of the nails across Yuki’s back saw her squeal in pain as she staggered forward in to the wall. A brutal kidney punch from Claire now dropped Yuki again as she started to turn up the pressure on the teenage catfighter once more. Claire fairly tore the white bikini top from Yuki’s body now as she was down on the mats; Claire had the young Japanese fighter right where she wanted her, naked and at her feet as she buried a kick into her ribs. Yuki rolled across the mat clutching her ribs, crying out in pain, as Claire admired her handiwork for a brief moment, again locking eyes with Suki in the corner, before she went back after her daughter. Reaching down now, Claire grabbed at the trimmed bush of Yuki, yanking hard and drawing a high-pitched shriek of pain from the teenager. Claire nonchalantly brushed some pubic hair from her fingers before going to Yuki’s jet-black hair, looking to pull her upright now. Yuki was still in the fight though, her nails ripping across Claire’s belly, forcing her to reel back in pain, and Yuki kicked out a leg, tripping Claire to the mat before she dove for her, looking to trap her in a pin down on the mats.

That turned into more of a catball as Claire rolled slightly, and the two women were tangled up sexily down on the mat, legs wrapped around each other, hands in the other woman’s hair, faces close together, their noses almost touching as they each looked for the advantage. Yuki broke one hand off from the hair pull, instantly going to the right breast of Claire with a stinging downward slap and maul through the flimsy lemon fabric of her bra. Claire moaned in pain, Yuki an expert in tit torture it seemed as she had in some considerable pain almost immediately. Now Claire fought back, teeth gritted against the pain as she cuffed Yuki’s head with a hard slaps before going back to the double handed hair pull, forcing Yuki’s head to a painful angle. Yuki was tenacious, hanging on to the breast maul, Claire’s pained cries intensifying as Yuki got her nails into the nipple now, her hand snaking inside her bra. Again, Claire fought back with more slaps, a knee to Yuki’s belly and then, decisively, a rake of the Japanese teens eyes that got her free. Yuki’s hands went to her eyes, rubbing furiously as she protested loudly about the move; Claire struck again this time with a knee to her pussy and once more, she had the Japanese girl subdued on the mats. Claire grabbed Yuki’s straight black hair now, using it to slam her face into the mat, and the Japanese girl looked a little dazed as Claire got to her feet, standing over her to drop an elbow across her back.

Again, Yuki cried out in pain; Claire was working her over pretty well and seemed to have the young Japanese fighter off her game, particularly outside the confines of the wrestling ring. Claire grabbed a handful of straight black har now, forcing her to her feet before burying a front kick in to the pit of Yuki’s stomach, sending her back to the mat. Once more, Claire scoured the room with her eyes, locking on Suki Yammamoto as she pulled her daughter’s hair to force her upright. A mistake though on this occasion, Suki’s eyes reflecting her glee as Claire’s confident expression turned to one of pain as Yuki caught her with a surprise uppercut to the crotch, sending Claire to the mat now in pain. Yuki too was the worse for wear following Claire’s relative dominance of the fight so far, but the naked Japanese fighter went on to the attack regardless, knowing that she had to get into the fight now. Using a handful of Claire’s glossy black hair, she slammed her face first into the mat to daze her; then showing her nasty streak she raked her nails down Claire’s neck to draw a screech of pain. Yuki wasn’t finished there either, using the hair to lead Claire towards the wall that bordered the mat, throwing her hard against the unforgiving surface. She leaned her body into Claire now, riding a forearm roughly across her throat while her free hand reached south, probing for a crotch claw. Claire defended furiously and just about successfully against that, but as Yuki slammed her fist hard into the pit of Claire’s stomach, right about the waist band of her pale lemon thong, it looked like the momentum had changed in the fight.

Claire groaned, dropping her arms to defend her belly; Yuki pushed up her pale lemon coloured bra top, exposing her DD breasts to a fearsome knife edged chop. The sound of hand on breast merged into Claire’s yelp of pain as the noise filled the mat room, Yuki smiling confidently now. She went back to the arm across the throat again now, clawing at Claire’s belly as she pressed the older woman in to the wall. Again, Claire’s arms dropped, looking to pull Yuki’s fingers from her belly; again, Yuki delivered a stinging chop to the breasts before, taking a handful of hair, she threw Claire by it to the centre of the mats. Claire landed hard enough, but was soon forced to a seated position with some more use of the hair where Yuki bore down on her with what looked like a trapezius nerve hold. Of course, it was Yuki’s sharp nails causing the majority of the pain, and Claire’s moans of distress were clear proof of the effectiveness of the hold. Yuki, growing in confidence, maintained the nerve hold while now, she found a way to get her legs around Claire in a seated body scissor to add to the mix. Claire groaned again, feeling the surprising power in the teenager’s strong legs as they cut into her body in the tightly applied scissor. Claire almost immediately found her way free though, quickly twisting on Yuki’s toes and the teenager, fearing some damage there, turned the hold loose. She did immediately take a double handful of hair though, getting control of Claire as she forced her to her feet before skilfully flicking her hip into her side to send Claire to the mat. Yuki was back in the match, a point which she emphasised with a raking kick across Claire’s breasts as she reached a seated position; Claire crashed back to the mat clutching her breasts while Yuki locked eyes with Kensi. The Japanese fighter’s dominant gaze made Kensi almost wither beneath it, but it also brought Claire some valuable time to recover and as Yuki came back to grab her hair, she surprised the teen start with a hard punch to the belly. Yuki stopped in her tracks allowing Claire to punish her again with a lunging head butt to the belly. Yuki dropped to a knee as Claire made it to hers before delivering a crushing forearm smash right across the Japanese girls’ pert breasts to send her to the mat on her back. Now Claire lunged for her, diving on top of Yuki as her hands closed briefly around her throat in a straight up choke, causing Yuki’s eyes to go wide with fear as she felt the constricting pressure around her neck from Claire’s hands.

That wasn’t Claire’s longer-term plan though as she used the distraction of the choke to trap Yuki in a well applied grapevine. Suddenly Yuki realised she had been carefully lulled into the trap, squirming and bucking beneath Claire who rode the attempts to dislodge her expertly, showing her balance and poise. She was content to let Yuki tire herself at this point, keeping her balance, driving as much of her weight down on to Japanese fighter’s body as she could. She teased her too, DD breasts playing close to her face as she threatened a breast smother. Yuki hated that hold for sure, and she bared her teeth, looking to nip at Claire’s breasts, but the jet haired former champion was wise, keeping them just out of range as she felt Yuki’s attempts to dislodge her fading now. It was the key that Claire was looking for and with Yuki tiring, she slapped her hard across the face before breaking the grapevine and dragging Yuki to all fours by her long black hair. There she buried a hard soccer kick into the Japanese fighter’s belly, preventing her from dropping to the mat by her hair hold and forcing Yuki to scramble to keep her feet beneath her as she was dragged out into the aisle between the crowd. Claire had this one planned to perfection I thought as, right next to the seats occupied by Kensi and Tasha Welsh, she lifted the naked Japanese into an across the knee backbreaker.
Kensi squealed in joy as she heard the pained moan escape her lips, enjoying the equally pained expression on Yuki’s face almost as much as Claire was enjoying dishing out the pain to the blonde’s nemesis. Claire had a little more in store for Yuki too, keeping her across the knee, stretching her out before her fingers slipped once more into the Japanese teenager’s tight pussy. Immediately the finger fucking had effect, Yuki moaning in a confused mix of pain and pleasure; there was little doubt that Claire had her in big trouble now. The positioning of the move was perfect too, Yuki unable to avoid the gaze of Kensi who was no more than 3 feet from the action and looked on, her expression rapt with glee. Yuki moaned once more, pleasure starting to win over the pain now, ‘ooooohhhhh……. Mmmmmmm’ she groaned as Claire taunted her ‘you’re nothing but a cheap whore Yuki!’

‘My cheap whore!’ she added as she started to bring Yuki towards a climax there across her knee now. It was evident to everyone in attendance that this was the case; Yuki was no longer just moaning now; she was screaming out in ecstasy ‘ooooohhhhh…. yes…. Aiiiiieeee……YES……stop……. stop……...YES!’ as she reached a second orgasm of the match. At the point that pleasure racked the lithe teenager’s body once more, Claire took it upon herself to cut her off with a well-timed double-fisted blow to the stomach before pushing her off her knee to the carpeted floor in the aisle. There was no respite for Yuki now; the second orgasm had drained her for the moment and Claire was out to capitalise, dragging her back down the aisle to the mats. There, she forced Yuki to her feet on weakened legs before planting a foot deep in her stomach to monkey flip her hard to the mat. Yuki landed hard, arms and legs akimbo as she lay somewhat stunned, spread-eagled on the mat. Confidently now, Claire took her time, removing her own, already displaced, lemon coloured bra to expose her DD breasts.

‘Call those a pair of tits bitch?’ she taunted the ailing Asian as she reached down to grab Yuki’s pert breasts, giving them a little tweak before putting the boot to her with a kick to the ribs. Yuki rolled across the mat, Claire following her to drop an elbow across her lower back as the Japanese teenager came to a halt on her belly. It was a crushing impact, point of the elbow connecting with all of Claire’s 125lbs behind it, causing Yuki to cry out in pain. Claire was already moving to her next attack though using the hair to slowly force the pinned Japanese fighter to her feet. There she slipped a hand between Yuki’s thighs to lift her, walking her back towards the crowd before body slamming her right on the edge of the mats. Now Claire locked eyes once more with Suki Yammamoto, a look that again told Yuki’s mother that Claire felt Yuki was hers now, and she was going to put the hurt on the Japanese girl until she had finished her off. Starting that process, Claire delivered a nasty knee drop to the lower back, drawing an anguished cry of pain from Yuki that intensified almost immediately as Claire grabbed her ankles, folding her painfully in a boston crab. As Claire leaned back, torqueing Yuki’s back, the Japanese girl’s cries of pain filled the room as Claire smiled, knowing she had Yuki now. Still, switching moves a little, Claire moved to a single leg boston crab, quickly moving in for a crotch claw as well, and as Yuki screamed out in pain I thought Claire had her right there, but it turned out that Claire had more planned yet, releasing the hold before the beleaguered Japanese teenager had chance to give up.

‘No more!’ Yuki pleaded as Claire now flipped her onto her back, planting a knee into the back of her thigh. Then, channelling her inner Ric Flair, Claire trapped Yuki in a picture-perfect pro style figure four leg lock on the mat. Again, Yuki cried out in pain, her back arched as her naked body was racked with pain by Claire who was totally dominant in the fight now. Yuki howled in agony as Claire continued to punish her, but the Japanese girl knew pro wrestling well enough, and almost on instinct, she looked to turn Claire, knowing that the pressure of the perfectly applied hold could be turned against Claire if she managed it. ‘Not today!’ Claire told her though as she rode the attempt with some ease and then, as Yuki sat up in one last attempt, Claire knocked her back with a hard slap which cracked off Yuki’s face, putting her flat out on the mat.

Claire could have simply kept the figure four on I was pretty sure, but this match seemed to be about making a statement for her and she released the hold to apply her coupe de grace. Standing over Yuki for the briefest moment, Claire removed her own lemon coloured thong now, electing to finish Yuki off naked it seemed as she dived in to deliver a crushing full body splash. Then Yuki was spread in a grapevine, her neatly trimmed bush duelling for supremacy with Claire’s smoothly waxed pussy, Claire’s strong legs overpowering her with ease. Then it was tits in the face time as Claire plunged forward to cover Yuki’s nose and mouth effectively with her DDs and she settled in for the submission, or the knockout; either was just fine by Claire. As it happened, it was the former, and quickly too as it appeared Yuki could take no more, and her muffled scream was one of submission the referee quickly confirmed, ending the match in Claire’s favour, decisively too with a 2-0 score line having also forced two orgasms from Yuki.

‘That’s what you get when you take on a real woman little girl!’ Claire taunted as she moved to sit on Yuki’s pert breasts for a moment. ‘I hope you come back for another go though bitch!’ she continued. Suki Yammamoto waited, respectfully, just off the mats as she waited for Claire to rise off her daughter, collecting her bra and thong from where they currently adorned the wrestling mats, before she exchanged one last glance with Suki and headed back to the changing rooms with me in tow. I sensed that, as Suki then went on to the mats to help Yuki to her feet, there was a potential challenge brewing between Suki and Claire now as well. But today, Claire had put together a comprehensive win which would guarantee her a title shot against the lightweight champion.

The following match would show that Claire would be fighting Miss V in her title shot. The masked champion had defended her title against Dutch woman Sandra DeVeer in a voluntary title defence and as such she had been able to add some of her own style to the match. Held on the same mats after Claire’s win, she had demanded a topless match in line with her preferred style of fighting to be fought over a thirty-minute time limit with no breaks and no holds barred. Sandra, a reasonably experienced fighter, with some MMA experience had accepted the rules, appearing first on the mats in just a pair of skin tight, black hotpants. The brunette was a relatively muscular looking woman who cut a strong figure on the mats. Blonde Miss V was equally impressive though, the masked mauler outweighing Sandra by 10 pounds as she appeared wearing just a simple black and silver t-back thong and her luchadora mask of the same colour. In a frantic opening, Sandra had impressed, beating Miss V to the punch with her stand up fighting skills and she’d almost forced the opening submission with a sleeper hold.

Miss V had demonstrated skill and resilience to resist that, and she was able to take the match to the ground, using some of her more catty tactics to attack Sandra’s breasts in a style of fighting the Dutch woman evidently didn’t enjoy. Still, twenty minutes in, there had been no score in the fight. Miss V was increasingly on top though as she ground out a first submission to a reverse face sit and breast claw with seven minutes remaining. Now the relentless nature of the contest took its toll, Miss V just breaking the face pin for a few seconds before reapplying it and punishing Sandra with breast, body and crotch punches to secure a second, decisive submission. The Dutch fighter finished the match flat on her back, hot pants around her knees, trapped in a cross pin as Miss V ruthlessly finger fucked and crotch clawed her, she forced no more submissions, but it was impressive from the masked fighter. Claire would have her work cut out for her next time around if she was to end Miss V’s title reign.