Posted by Emma on 12/16/2002, 7:54 am
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My duties as an air hostess kept me away from Victoria's second and third catfights with Felicity, which she won convincingly. Naturally I'd checked in with Victoria and obtained the very satisfactory results while I was away. Of course I was tempted to do what many do and "go sick" with the help of a tame doctor to duck the trips but I don't like doing that sort of thing. Besides, I was annoyed with Victoria for acting impetuously, without even discussing the matter with me before challenging Felicity to the re-matches. I was also really upset and hurt that she was happy for me to miss her two catfights while I was away, when we'd earlier specifically arranged her catfight with Sarah for a night when I could be there. She'd also told me that she'd be required for mistress duty, by the married man who kept her, on the night I got back. It seemed the final kick in the teeth. Even though I was still only 20 and very fit, I felt dog tired after the 15 day multi sector trip I'd been on. As I took the lift up to my flat I debated whether I had the energy to have a bath or not before I flopped into bed. I turned the key in my front door. "Surprise" said Victoria, emerging from the kitchen clad only in the red and black lingerie she liked to catfight in. "Your French maid service" she said cheekily. I threw my arms around her and kissed her passionately. "Right" she said, steering me into the bedroom and helping me to undress "Bath first, then massage, sex and food. Have I left anything out?" "No" I said happily. I noticed that she had also tidied and cleaned the flat from top to bottom, done my washing for me and restocked my depleted cellar! After scrubbing my whole body for me in the bath, washing my hair and giving me a fantastic massage with some of the aromatic oils she liked to use, we made love contentedly. Helped by our second bottle of champagne, we ate the delicious dinner she had made, in bed. She even fed me from the same plate, something she loved to do! After dinner had been cleared away I reclined, stroking her lovely flat tummy gently with my foot, sipping my champagne. Then I started laughing. "What is it?" she asked anxiously. I couldn't answer immediately, indeed collapsed into hysterics. At last I managed to say "Are you worried I'm pissed with you or something?" She started laughing then and said "Well are you? Want to fight about it?". She rose to her knees. I put my champagne down, rose to my knees, met her breast to breast in a bear hug and threw her from the bed onto the floor, pinning her arms with my legs. I started slapping her face lightly. "Don't you ever dare fight again without me there as your second, DO YOU UNDERSTAND? If you do, Roger and the rest of them will have their dream come true with an Emma v Victoria catfight and I will hurt you darling." I said, sliding down her body slightly and sinking my nails into her perfect breasts. "Ooohh that feels good." she said, sinking her nails into mine. "It does, doesn't it? Not as good as this though!" I gasped, rolling off her and grabbing a handful of pussy hair. She grabbed mine in return. "I love this close in catfighting!" she gasped. "I know" I said releasing her "That's your problem. You love it too much. Win the fight first, then enjoy yourself!" She propped herself on an elbow and said "I'm so lucky to have met you. You take care of me and I don't deserve it! I heard you warn Dawn off by the way. You would fight to protect me wouldn't you? When do you think I'll be ready for Dawn?" I said "I will always fight to protect you from someone you're not ready for if you give me the chance. I care about you Vic darling. This is the only real relationship I've ever had. I just wish you'd give up on all the worthless men and tell me its safe to fall in love with you. You're ready for Dawn now if you want to be. If you'll only focus properly you can beat Sarah and Dawn's not much better than her. They're not who I'm worried about." "Anastasia." she said quietly. "Yes darling, Anastasia. You should know enough by now to know how much you don't know. You're good darling, wonderfully good for the time you've been fighting but the point is: you can be better with time. Anastasia has had that time, thats all. Let me fight her for you. I really want to." I said. "Let's talk about it again after I wipe the floor with Sarah for you, darling. Should be really sexy, us both having been your lovers and all!" she said. "There you go again. Forget sexy until you've beaten the living daylights out of her! That's what will turn me on more than anything else." I said. "Oh all right." she cooed "You want to see me pound her, I'll pound her for you, darling Emma!" * I wrestled Dawn in the first match but didn't do myself justice and lost 2:0. She eagerly sat on my face saying "That's more like it!" Neither Felicity nor Bethany was capable of wrestling after their catfights with Victoria but turned up anyway, in matching sexy black lingerie, to watch and titivate the punters. Sarah and Victoria stepped onto the mats. At first glance it seemed like a mismatch. Honey blond Sarah stood 5'7 1/2" and her 150 pounds was well distributed over her voluptuous 38D 28 38 figure, clad now in black lingerie. At 26 a veteran of no less than fifteen catfights, she had lost only three, one to a girl at school and two, badly, at the club to Fiona and Dawn. I had slept with her on the night of her terrible defeat by the latter and a few times since, until Victoria came along! That would undoubtedly add further spice to this catfight! I had found that I quite liked the rough trade of this tough working class girl. I had warned Victoria that Sarah could take an awful lot of punishment and was particularly capable of desperate and vicious close in fighting. I had suggested to Victoria that she should adopt the same tactics as I had in my fight with Fiona: stay on her feet and punch her for as long as she could. I looked at my darling Victoria now, scrumptious in her black and red lingerie. Only 18 years old, lightly tanned muscular body of 138 pounds, 36C 24 36, 5'6 1/2" tall. She radiated complete confidence and sureness in her movements. Sarah started to circle but Victoria simply danced straight towards her and threw a rapid combination of four punches. Sarah howled as one of her breasts was smashed but stopped when the next punch hit her on the chin. Did I really teach Victoria to do that? I wondered. Victoria feinted beautifully, drew out a clumsy roundhouse response from Sarah, and threw a shattering hook under Sarah's armpit. I knew I'd taught her that one! I realised how much Victoria had improved in the last two fights that I hadn't seen. She moved like a pro now, it was unbelievable! Victoria truly danced, she was a very accomplished ballet dancer after all! She threw a five punch combination, ending with a right uppercut to the jaw which stretched Sarah out cold on the floor! I glanced at the clock: 59 seconds was all it had taken! I swallowed hard. Would Victoria beat me one day? Victoria tended to Sarah, who was thankfully only out momentarily. It was nice to see the way she held her and kissed her, gently stripped off both their lingerie for the somewhat stunned audience, giving me Sarah's knickers, with a kiss! Victoria did the 69 with Sarah but carefully rolled her over on top of herself. They obviously had a lovely time together and even Sarah, who recovered remarkably quickly, enjoyed the party afterwards! Dawn confronted Victoria at the party "When are you going to fight me?" she asked simply. "Four weeks time, if you like." said Victoria, to my surprise, I had expected her to say "next week"! "Done." said Dawn. "Why four weeks?" I asked Victoria after Dawn had sauntered off. "It's Harry's 40th Birthday. I'm going to tell him to come and bring Anastasia. After I beat Dawn I'm going to tell her who I am and challenge her!" Emma