A Familiar Face

By wolfboy

Emma takes on Shelly Sands as she defends her catfight title again.

Emma had been due to take on the winner of the ‘Sportswoman Series’ in her next mandatory defence of the title, and as expected, Shelly Sands had run out the winner of the tournament in the end. It hadn’t been quite as straightforward as I had expected for Shelly though; while she had beaten a French gymnast comfortably in the first round of the tournament, she had found tougher challengers in the semi-finals and final. Shelly’s victory against Austrian skier Hannah Mayer in the final had been hard fought, but now, a month later, Emma was preparing to face her for her third title defence.

The best thing about Shelly as an opponent was that from Debbie’s three bouts against her, we already knew plenty about the blonde professional wrestler. She was going to provide Emma with tough opposition, that much was for sure, but I fancied that Emma would out last the blonde in the end. After our trip to Cyprus for Emma’s last title match, this match was to be held back on more familiar territory back in the wrestling ring at Lord Smythe’s mansion.

Both women were now waiting in the ring for the pre-fight introductions. The blonde, Shelly, still struck and impressive, powerful looking figure, still living up to the ‘big blonde and beautiful’ strap-line I’d seen on her website those years ago when I’d booked her in to fight Debbie. She looked a little heavier than back then, but she still looked in good shape for fighting. The one thing I remembered above all from her matches with Debbie was that she had always struggled to handle Debbie going after her breasts; suffice to say that Emma’s tactics involved seeing if that was still the case now. The announcer had now entered the ring and began her introductions. ‘This is a no time limit, best of 3 submissions catfight for the Smythe Championship. It is no holds barred and there will be a one minute break between submissions. Introducing first the challenger; wearing a pink mini skirt and halter top combination, she is Shelly Sands. Shelly is 43 years old, 5 feet 10 inches tall, weighs 180lbs and she measures 40DD-27-38. Shelly has a catfight record of 42 wins and 17 defeats. Her opponent, wearing a silver cutaway mono-kini is the champion, Emma Baines. Emma is 31 years old, 5 feet 10 inches tall, weighs 169lbs and measures 40E-27-37. Emma has a record of 26 wins with 9 defeats and this is her third defence of the title.’

‘It’ll be your last as well bitch!’ Shelly sniped from across the ring before the bell rang and the first session of catfighting was underway. The two women circled for a couple of seconds, then it appeared that they would lock up like professional wrestlers only for Shelly to swat Emma’s hands aside and drive home a knee lift to the stomach. Then Shelly grabbed the hair, taking Emma back to the corner, and as she bent her over the top rope in the corner, Shelly landed a sharp uppercut to Emma’s right breast. Emma grimaced ahead of a second blow, this time a hard forearm smash across the chest which saw her sag briefly against the ropes before Shelly grabbed her arm and whipped her hard into the opposite corner post.

The impact against the corner jarred Emma slightly, but she was still on the move well before Shelly could arrive in the corner and as the two women circles again, Emma stunned Shelly with a hard slap to the face. Emma followed up with a fast kick to the inside of each of Shelly’s thighs, looking to widen her legs enough to deliver a third kick to the crotch, but Shelly was wise to that attempt, catching Emma’s foot. Emma hopped on one foot as Shelly delivered a kick to her stretched hamstring before sweeping away her standing foot and diving forward to deliver an elbow drop high across Emma’s breasts. From that position, she was easily able to tie Emma up in a side headlock as she was on her back, pulling Emma’s face partly into her impressive chest as she did so. Emma looked to grab at Shelly’s long blonde hair unsuccessfully as Shelly wisely kept her head out of reach before she took a handful of Emma’s hair instead to help control her in the headlock.

Emma looked to twist to the side to ease the pressure, but the blonde had her firmly anchored in pace with her tight grasp of Emma’s auburn hair for the time being. It was something of a stalemate though; it was unlikely that Shelly would force a submission, but it was equally unlikely that Emma would get free as well. Something had to give, and after grinding away on the headlock for a few more seconds, Shelly started to carefully bring Emma back to her feet to Irish Whip her into the ropes. Setting herself for a collision, Shelly simply shoulder checked Emma to the mat as she rebounded off the ropes. Looking to repeat the move, she peeled Emma off the mat by the hair before sending her into the ropes, but this time, Emma grabbed the ropes and then as Shelly rushed in, she stopped the blonde in her tracks with a kick to the stomach. Shelly doubled forward slightly, straight into a knee lift to the chest that dropped her to the mat and now it was Emma’s turn to take control of this first fall.

Emma waited for Shelly to get to all fours before dropping an elbow across the back of her neck to put her back face down on the mat. Emma straddled Shelly’s back, pulling back on the blonde’s hair to lift her chest from the mat. It made an inviting target for two hard slaps from Emma before she released Shelly’s hair and moved her position back to cross Shelly’s legs into a figure four. Emma used her position to hitch up Shelly’s skirt to reveal a matching pink thong which she quickly forced into a wedgie only for her to stray into the path of one of Shelly’s flailing arms which caught her in the face and the hold was broken. Emma still looked to be in the better position as she went back to Shelly’s hair to pull her off the mat, but a short punch to the stomach put paid to that and instead she found herself trapped in a front headlock by the blonde.

Not the best of positions to be in, it gave Shelly the chance to deliver another couple of hard knee lifts to Emma’s stomach before dragging her down to the mat, still with the headlock very well applied. Emma responded, punching blindly in to Shelly’s side a couple of times. Shelly fired back with an elbow to the back of the neck and then she continued to grind away on the headlock, pressing Emma’s face into the mat as she did so. It looked as if Emma was in some trouble, but she quickly found her way to her knees; the fingers of Shelly’s left hand played across Emma’s back. For a moment, I thought she would simply undo Emma’s top, but instead, she cruelly raked Emma’s back with her nails, raising angry red furrows across Emma’s upper back. The choke seemed to be taking its toll on Emma as well, but the burning sensation caused by the big blonde’s nails seemed to bring her back into the match as she managed to lock her right hand on to Shelly’s left breast. The blonde let out a shriek as Emma’s nails extracted their revenge on Shelly who in turn decided to move on from the choke hold. Looking to bring Emma back to her feet, Shelly miscalculated and found herself caught with a quick punch to the stomach.

Doubled up, Shelly presented an attractive target to Emma who grabbed her blonde hair before shaking her with a hard knee lift to the breasts. Only Emma’s grip on the flowing blonde hair kept Shelly upright long enough for a second and then a third knee lift to drive into her tender breasts and as Shelly finally crashed to the mat, it looked like the momentum had well and truly moved in round one of the fight. Emma certainly felt so, and she followed up immediately with a leg drop, crashing down across Shelly’s chest. Quickly, she wrapped her thighs around the blonde’s head in a figure four head scissor which drew some early gasps of pain from Shelly. The blonde responded though, her nails digging into Emma’s left calf as she looked to weaken the scissor hold. Emma retaliated, two stinging slaps crashing into Shelly’s face and as the blonde pro was stunned from that, Emma got a hand inside her top, bringing her nails to bear on the breasts of her opponent. Already tenderised from the series of knee lifts and the leg drop, it didn’t take Emma long to squeeze the first submission out of the powerful blonde.

‘It was pretty much like Mum had said’ Emma confided in me as she came back to the corner ‘until I started to work her tits over, she was pretty tough, but as soon as I went to work on them, she was on the verge of submitting’.

‘Looked that way to me as well’ I agreed ‘Don’t forget she’s a tough bitch though. More of the same in round two if you want to put her away quickly I reckon?’

That was certainly Emma’s intention as she went back into the ring to get the second round underway, and the round couldn’t have started much better for her as she ducked under Shelly’s grasping arms to drive a knee lift straight into the blonde’s stomach. Shelly was stunned and was easily dropped to the mat with a punch to the chest. Emma remained on top, lifting Shelly to her feet to whip her hard into the corner post before flattening her with a running avalanche splash against the post. Shelly slumped against the post winded, only the ropes seeming to hold her upright for Emma to continue the attack – something she was happy to do, planting a foot hard into the pit of Shelly’s stomach before monkey flipping the blonde. Shelly landed hard in the centre of the ring , and as the big professional wrestler was still attempting to regain her bearings, Emma landed a shin drop straight across her DD breasts.

Emma looked to have it all going her way now as with Shelly still grounded; she wrapped her in a tight rear body scissor, clamped a sleeper hold on and looked to wear down Shelly for a decisive second submission. It took a few moments before Shelly started to fight against the hold, looking to get her elbows into the inside of Emma’s knees to force a break of the scissor hold. Emma responded to that, breaking her sleeper to crash a forearm off Shelly’s shoulders before switching to a full nelson to get control of Shelly’s arms, and then, rocking back, she lifted Shelly clear of the mat before driving her butt back hard to the mat. ‘Bitch’ Shelly cried out from the impact before Emma repeated the dose again jolting Shelly’s lower back from the move. Shelly appeared to be fading, another hard forearm between the shoulder blades hardly helping her case, but the big blonde was still a resourceful fighter. As Emma looked for a third instalment of the butt bounce move, she didn’t secure Shelly in a full nelson, instead just hooking her arms under the blonde’s armpits. It was the chance that Shelly needed as in mid-air, she shifted her position and used the momentum of Emma’s own move to drive an elbow drop to her crotch.

It was a game changer to say the least, Emma instantly turning Shelly loose as she clutched her crotch. Shelly needed the respite as it took her a few moments to recover from Emma’s onslaught, but it was the blonde who now looked to take control. Spreading Emma’s legs, she dived in with a falling head butt to the crotch that just added to the fire burning there for Emma. There was no chance to recover either as Shelly continued to attack, pulling Emma into a seated position by the hair before a kick across her ample chest put her back on the mat. Kneeling, Shelly again pulled Emma into a seated position, this time dropping her with a head butt to the chest. Clearly enjoying herself as she worked Emma’s breasts over, Shelly decided it was time to get a better look at them as she relieved Emma of the top half of her suit before pulling her to her feet by both breasts. A knee lift to the crotch would have dropped Emma had it not been for Shelly instantly grabbing her in a tight bear hug. A low moan was the only sound made by Emma at first until Shelly leant forward to sink her teeth in Emma’s left breast; Emma’s eyes suddenly wide from the new pain as she screamed out her displeasure. Had the blonde stuck with that combination, I think she would have drawn an equaliser then and there; her mind was set on more punishment though as she converted the bear hug into a big body slam.

The crowd sensed that the champion was in trouble now as Shelly looked to set her up for some kind of surfboard hold as she stood on the back of both of Emma’s thighs. Emma knew that she had to keep her arms out of Shelly’s grasp, but she hadn’t banked on Shelly instead taking a double handful of long auburn hair to complete the hold. As she leant back, Emma’s chest was lifted clear of the mat while her cries of pain became more desperate. I was sure she would be forced to submit, but a last gasp effort saw her able to dislodge Shelly who fell to the mat. It was still Shelly who was on top though, catching Emma before she made it to all fours with a clubbing forearm across the shoulders and then a handful of hair saw her slam Emma’s face into the mat twice. I thought Emma was done when Shelly went to her hair again before clubbing her with a forearm crossface and then wrapping her arm around Emma’s throat as she straddled her lower back. Emma had just about been able to force a hand inside the choke hold, but it was only just about easing the pressure until Emma was able to shift her head slightly and sink her teeth into the strong forearm of her blonde torturer.

Emma was still hanging in there as Shelly was forced to break her choke hold, but it was looking like being short lived as Shelly instead looked to put her into a boston crab. This time, at least, Emma was able to avoid that attempt, her strong legs sending Shelly sprawling across the ring and then as Shelly came back in, Emma caught her low in the stomach with a sharp punch, followed it from her knees with an uppercut to the chest which put Shelly on her knees. Both women faced off from a kneeling position, hands going to the other’s hair, tearing, ripping as the two both spat insults at each other as they looked to gain the upper hand. Emma broke off from the hair pulling looking to get a crotch claw on to the blonde but found herself stymied by Shelly’s skirt which limited the effect of the move. It was a distraction though and as Shelly looked to move Emma’s prying fingers from her crotch, Emma stepped up her attack with a straight head butt into Shelly’s face. Shelly crashed back to the mat, clutching her face as Emma looked to step up the pace to finish the blonde wrestler off. One Irish Whip into the ropes saw Emma drop the blonde with a clothesline as she rebounded. Twice more, Emma dropped Shelly as she bounced off the ropes with hard shoulder tackles as she looked to be steadily wearing her down.

Emma pulled the blonde upright by her hair, and again, the focus of her attack was on the blonde’s breasts, first stripping her of her pink halter top before stinging her with a one-two combination to her newly exposed breasts. The punches rocked Shelly against the ropes, and Emma rushed in, swarming her opponent with a barrage of punches before rounding off with a knee to the stomach. Shelly sagged against the ropes now before a slap to the face from Emma took her to her knees. Shelly looked as good as beaten now, and Emma seemed to be in no mood to let up as she wrapped her in a front choke before falling back to the mat, driving Shelly’s forehead to the mat in a kind of DDT. The blonde was stunned, flat out in the centre of the ring as Emma looked to finally finish her off. Spreading Shelly’s legs, Emma went in with a cruel knee drop to the crotch before clubbing her screaming opponent in the chest with a hard forearm to keep her flat out on the mat. It was just left for Emma to deliver the coup de grace; a grapevine pin, forcing both of Shelly’s hands above her head with her right hand while her left ripped at the blonde’s breasts to quickly draw the second and final submission as Shelly tapped the mat in defeat.

Emma’s third title defence had been a big success as she had dominated Shelly for the most part, but next up for her would be the formidable challenge of Xena Stevens. Xena had given Emma possibly her worst defeat in catfighting so far, and in a voluntary defence it was certain that Xena would be tailoring the rules to her advantage as much as possible!