INTERNATIONAL ARRIVALS
J-jay, an attractive 5'2" Japanese girl, arrives in Calgary on an international flight from Tokyo. She is dressed in a body-hugging red silk minidress and stiletto heels. When j-jay exits the terminal her driver is waiting for her with a sign. He picks up her luggage and she is soon relaxing in the back of a stretch Hummer limousine that is driving through beautiful countryside on the way to the Canadian Rockies.
While she cannot help but admire the scenery, j-jay is not here to enjoy this alpine paradise. She has been flown to this mountain resort setting by a wealthy Canadian recluse and catfight fan in contact with j-jay only through his talent scout, a similarly mysterious young gentleman known only as Mr. C.
Mr. C has arranged for the Japanese beauty to fight a Chinese girl named Zenny who has been tearing up the Southeast Asian circuit. J-jay has not met Zenny, but she is well aware of her work.
Tales of Zenny's exploits are widespread. Vivid stories of the Chinese girl extracting multiple tearful submissions from an accomplished Thai girl and leaving a tough and sexy Vietnamese girl unconscious and flat on her back after she succumbed to Zenny's devastating camel clutch knockout move crossed the Pacific, promptly capturing the interest of the host's talent scout, Mr. C.
J-jay's exploits in Japan are similarly well-chronicled, and equally impressive. J-jay's figure 4 leg strangles have left many experienced Japanese girls breathless and panic stricken before they mercifully succumb, and more than one gorgeous gravure model who tried to dabble in wrestling has awoken flat on her back, completely unaware of how she lost her fight with the beautiful and crafty j-jay. As incredibly sensual as they are effective, j-jay's figure 4 leg strangles strike fear into the hearts of her opponents.
J-jay soon arrives at her resort, where she receives the VIP check-in before arriving at a room with a view of snow capped peaks and waterfalls. She suspects that Zenny, the vixen she will try to tame tomorrow, is nearby. After a guided tour of the national park that includes glacier exploration and grizzly bear sightings, j-jay is treated to sushi served in her luxury suite by a renowned sushi chef flown in from Japan. She has heard rumors that Zenny has been treated to dim sum prepared by one of Hong Kong's most famous chefs. Mr. C and his boss have spared no expense.
J-jay is nervous, but is soon sleeping like a baby, exhausted from her travels and the exciting activities during the day. She is confident in her abilities, but well aware that this fight will mark a new chapter in her career. She knows that she will have the fight of her young life tomorrow. So will Zenny.
THE FIGHT
The following evening, j-jay is in her dressing room in the host's palatial estate preparing to fight Zenny. She has carefully rubbed baby oil on her tight body and dressed in her favorite shiny, black one piece swimsuit that fits like a second skin. She then slips into a white silk robe and waits to be ushered into the room where the fight is being held.
J-jay fingers the drawstring on the robe nervously as she enters a huge room filled with spectators. An enormous window affords the guests a million dollar mountain vista. J-jay climbs the stairs and enters the ring where she will battle the Chinese vixen. The ring floor is a red padded material. The crowd goes silent on seeing the Japanese beauty enter the ring.
Seconds later an attractive Asian girl enters the ring clad in a yellow silk robe. So this is Zenny.
Both girls seductively strip off their silk robes, feeling the soft cool fabric caress their bodies as the robes slide to the floor. Beautiful attendants pick up the robes and carefully hang them in one corner of the ring.
J-jay carefully scrutinizes her opponent. Zenny is slightly taller, roughly the same weight, also 20 years old, and is similarly blessed with a gorgeous face and alluring body. Both girls have perky breasts, shapely, powerful legs and smooth, toned bellies. In essence, each is blessed with gravure model looks, but the heart of a champion.
Zenny is clad in a black latex g-string and matching demi bra that scarcely contains her bouncy breasts. Zenny's clinging, sparkly black outfit is a traffic-stopping number that, like j-jay's skin tight one piece, adds a sensual visual flare to the evening.
J-jay smiles coyly, realizing that she may be able to use certain vulnerabilities in the Chinese vixen's sexy, skimpy outfit to her advantage. She is suddenly distracted by a mental image of Zenny's perky breasts popping free of the confines of her skimpy bra after long probing fingers have found the clasp and liberated them. It's a move j-jay has used to make several silly young gravure models blush and frantically cover their assets during a fight, but one significantly less likely to work on the experienced Chinese brawler.
The announcer explains in several languages that this is a no holds barred fight that may only be win by submission, knockout or three count pin. The only "rules" are no voluntarily exiting the ring and no use of foreign objects.
J-jay stares into Zenny's cold, determined almond-shaped eyes. The Japanese warrior returns the icy stare. The two ladies bow respectfully, and the bell rings.
The crowd moves forward, pleased that the fight is finally underway, and aroused by the sight of two oiled beauties dressed in shiny outfits poised to lock up in a pitched fight for dominance.
The Asian she-cats circle warily, surveying one another carefully. Zenny suddenly grabs j-jay's hair and gives it a tug, pulling the Japanese fighter towards her. J-jay counters, sweeping Zenny's legs. She is shocked to find herself being dragged down by her silky hair as Zenny falls. J-jay is impressed that Zenny is cunning enough to maintain her grasp of an opponent's hair when she loses her balance and crashes to the mat. Most of her opponents in Tokyo would have lacked the experience to keep tugging on her hair, surrendering their advantage.
She suddenly feels Zenny's belly pressing tightly against her back as the Chinese vixen wraps her long legs around j-jay's waist and squeezes her tight abs in a powerful body scissors. J-jay is shocked by the speed, strength and agility of her rival. She expected Zenny to be the best she has faced, but realizes quickly that Zenny may be revealed as the better catfighter quite early in the fight. Zenny is significantly better than the string of giggling gravure models who j-jay has recently faced and easily forced to cry out their plaintive submissions or else wake up flat in their backs in an empty ring long after the fight has ended.
J-jay smiles. She had faced and dominated the best Tokyo had to offer, and now faces an increasingly busty, vapid and unskilled batch of glorified exotic dancers cutting their teeth in the catfight arena.
This, however, is shaping up to be a great fight against a skilled and dangerous adversary. The elusive challenge so long missing.
J-jay tries to pry herself free of the body scissors by digging her nails into Zenny's powerful thighs. Rather than the intended result, she soon finds the Chinese girl's right arm tightly wrapping around her neck and feels devastating punches raining down on her exposed left flank. She digs her nails in deeper and Zenny retaliates by tightening the sleeper hold and using her nails to rake j-jay's injured left flank. Both girls squeal in pain simultaneously.
J-jay is in a vulnerable position early in this match, surprising for someone of her skills and experience. She shifts her focus from desperately attacting Zenny's unyielding thighs to prying loose the arm that has been depriving her of much needed oxygen. Her heart begins to pound when this proves unsuccessful.
Suddenly j-jay gives Zenny's right breast a squeeze. This is a last ditch desperation move, and j-jay is relieved when Zenny squeaks in pain and temporarily lets up the pressure on the vice-like body scissors and sleeper she has used to trap, torment and wear down her sultry Japanese foe. As Zenny repositions, j-jay uses Zenny's temporary loss of balance to slam the Chinese girl's back into the mat. She then drives an extremely powerful punch into Zenny's flank and digs her nails deep into her tender thighs. Zenny emits an angry squeal and releases the holds.
The two sexy combatants roll to opposite corners to recuperate. J-jay's toned belly heaves wildly as she gasps for breath. She is reprieved to see Zenny's belly rising and falling shallowly, revealing that her attacks have also severely winded her powerful Chinese foe.
Each girl struggles to her feet. J-jay looks into Zenny's brown eyes and she is met with a look of determination and wariness. The girls each nod out of mutual respect before they engage in a test of strength. When this proves a draw they then engage in some light slapping and kicking, each attempting to size up her rival.
J-jay realizes that she is worse for the wear and needs to inflict some damage on the fresher Chinese vixen. She lunges with lightning quickness, hoping to drag Zenny to the mat. She suddenly feels Zenny use her momentum against her, flipping the Japanese she devil over her shoulder. J-jay lands on her back with a tremendous crash. The sound of flesh slamming against canvas reverberates through the large room.
J-jay is stunned, her head cloudy and her back ablaze in pain. For a moment she thinks she is in bed back home, but out of the corner of her eye sees Zenny flying knee first towards her exposed belly. J-jay rolls gingerly out of the way at the last moment, leaving the Chinese beauty's knee to crash with incredible force into the hard canvas. The Japanese fighter is pleased as Zenny grimaces and cries out in pain.
J-jay collects herself and notices Zenny on her side, clutching her knees. Seizing this momentary advantage, j-jay pounds several strong kicks into Zenny's ribs. Zenny shrieks in pain, disoriented by pain and unable to decide which throbbing body part to protect.
J-jay grabs the Chinese warrior's silky hair and twists her roughly, flipping her onto her back. She attempts to pin both of Zenny's arms under her legs, but her rival is too fast and she ends up straddling Zenny's chest, pinning only her left wrist to the canvas. J-jay grabs Zenny's right wrist and tries to immobilize it. The frantic Chinese vixen twists and bucks. "She definitely prefers to be on top," j-jay notes, smiling slightly.
After two minutes trapped under the stunning Japanese woman, Zenny manages to hook j-jay's torso with her strong legs and pull the Japanese beauty off her body.
The two sexy combatants again create some distance to try to rest and recover some much needed energy. J-jay's confidence is bolstered as she sees Zenny's legs wobble ever so slightly as she struggles to her feet. J-jay knew that she would never pin or submit such a skilled rival with her straddle move, but used it instead to sap her adversary's powerful limbs of strength she will desperately need later.
As Zenny is struggling to her feet, j-jay spears her. Seeing the Chinese warrior flat on her back and momentarily stunned, j-jay lunges onto her upper body, covering Zenny's face with her chest. Zenny uses her powerful legs to lift her lower body off the mat, bridging to flip the Japanese girl off her in an incredible show of strength. J-jay notices from the corner of her eye that Zenny's legs are twitching and buckling slightly as she bridges.
J-jay rushes Zenny, wrapping herself around the Chinese beauty's tight body in a python hold. Again Zenny squirms free, this time using both arms and legs to overpower j-jay. Again j-jay sees Zenny twitching and quivering as she applies force, a hopeful sigh that she is tiring.
J-jay again lunges at Zenny, hoping to wrap herself around her again. Just before she reaches Zenny she sees Zenny's elbow flying at her forehead. The sexy Japanese fighter attempts to dodge the blow, but soon feels a sharp pain shooting through her head. She falls to the mat, holding get wounded head. She then finds herself flipped from her back onto her stomach. She then feels Zenny roughly placing her arms over the Chinese vixen's knees, setting her up for a camel clutch.
"No you don't!" she hisses, quickly drawing her knees up under her belly before Zenny can straddle her back and trap j-jay in her devastating camel clutch. This is what j-jay has been fearing, a stunning game changing move from her dangerous Chinese foe.
J-jay flips the lean Chinese fighter off her back and rolls to the side. Zenny slams her hands into the mat angrily, frustrated that j-jay has blocked her finisher. J-jay's confidence is bolstered by this rare demonstration of frustration by her heretofore even keeled rival.
J-jay grabs Zenny's hair and drags her to the mat, placing her in a headlock. Zenny counters, then slams her foot into j-jay's knee. The Chinese girl then mercilessly pounds the Japsnese girl's tight body with a series of kicks and punches. Pain shoots through j-jay's body, and she grimly realizes that Zenny has quite a bit of fight left in her.
She manages to hook the attacking Chinese girl's feet and trip her, then kicks her sharply on the back. Zenny yelps in pain. J-jay then traps Zenny in a devastating Boston crab, forcing the Japanese girl's back to bend in ways nature never intended.
Zenny angrily refuses j-jay's invitation to submit, hissing her rejection of that offer through gritted teeth. Using her incredible arm strength, she manages to hold on until j-jay releases the hold, furious that Zenny is not submitting.
"You are one tough bitch," she hisses.
"Right back at you," Zenny responds through still clenched teeth.
J-jay knows that Zenny's back must be throbbing from the punishment, and is hoping that Zenny's extremities are beginning to feel like lead. She herself is nearly exhausted, and knows she must finish Zenny soon if she wants to win. And she wants to win with every fiber of her being.
J-jay struggles to her feet on wobbly legs, noting that Zenny rises slightly slower and hoping that her powerful rival is struggling worse than j-jay herself is. J-jay tries to tackle Zenny, but collides with a kick that lands squarely on her jaw. Dazed, she collapses on her back, losing consciousness for a split second. Zenny pounces on her belly, punching her wildly. J-jay frantically struggles to free herself, realizing that she too prefers to be on top. She manages to land some solid punches despite her submissive position. One blow connects squarely with one of Zenny's bouncy breasts, causing her to howl in pain. As Zenny squeals in pain, j-jay manages land a punch squarely on Zenny's chin, then rolls Zenny off of her stomach.
She grabs Zenny's wrists and ankles, jams her feet into Zenny's back, and places the Chinese vixen in an agonizing bow and arrow hold. Zenny is again arched in a most unnatural position, her taut belly curving in a c-shape. J-jay smiles as Zenny's arms and legs shudder, twitch and buck. "She's done," she whispers to herself, confident that the Chinese girl is faltering after being worn down by j-jay's various holds.
She releases Zenny from the bow and arrow and quickly wraps her legs around the stunned and exhausted Chinese girl's throat in a figure 4 strangle. She then rocks back and applies as much pressure as her tired thighs can deliver. Zenny flails wildly, punching and slapping her Japanese tormentor's belly and breasts, desperate to break the hold. J-jay successfully dodges until Zenny manages to capture one of her breasts and twist it violently. J-jay is shocked, and temporarily lets up on the pressure as Zenny pries her neck free.
Zenny scuttles free, but just before she is out of reach j-jay kicks her in the middle of her back. A loud crack of flesh hitting flesh rings out, the Chinese vixen reflexively arches her back, and j-jay is just barely able to hook Zenny's neck and drag her back into the figure 4 strangle.
J-jay is determined to take down the Chinese girl once and for all. She dodges several more wild blows from Zenny, then grins widely. Her long fingers probe the clasp to Zenny's top just when the Chinese girl is beginning to re-focus her counterattack. Suddenly the latex top pops off, the Chinese maiden's impressive breasts are freed from their moorings, and her Japanese rival begins to cup Zenny's left breast with her hand in a menacing manner.
Zenny continues to struggle, ignoring the implicit warning and impending peril to her tender breast. j-jay ratchets up the pressure with her legs and begins to violently twist and pull Zenny's left breast. Zenny is now blinded by pain and suffering from severe oxygen deprivation. She lands one final blow on j-jay's breasts, but the Japanese warrior grits her teeth and fights through the pain.
She knows she has Zenny, feeling her rival losing more and more strength by the second. Soon Zenny's wild bucking becomes weak as the Chinese girl begins to succumb to the pain or the lack of oxygen.
"Go out," she whispers to Zenny, then finally gets to feel the Chinese girl's tight body become completely limp. With skillful technique that would put Calgary stampeders to shame, j-jay crawls to the edge of the ring, grabs the silk drawstrings from the robes she and Zenny wore to the ring, and tightly hogties the sexy Chinese vixen.
She then rolls Zenny from her stomach to her back, places her foot on the unconscious Chinese girl's smooth belly, and flexes while grinning ear to ear.
"One...two...THREE!" roars the crowd before giving j-jay a thunderous standing ovation for over five minutes. J-jay, wild with joy, bounces happily on her unconscious rival's belly. J-jay stands, her tight body glistening under the lights due to a combination if baby oil and perspiration. She Pours cold water over her head and some spills onto Zenny, but the unconscious Asian beauty does not stir.
j-jay stares down at her trussed up, defeated rival. She then leans down and scoops Zenny's tiny latex top from the floor of the ring. She pauses for a moment, conflicted, then kneels down next to her hogtied rival. Her long, nimble fingers quickly go to work, untying the strings to Zenny's shiny, black g-string. She then tugs lightly on her her rival's sexy, skimpy panties, stripping sexy Zenny completely naked.
J-jay's hesitation before taking her shiny latex prize arose out of a concern that the act of stripping Zenny might be perceived as an attempt to humiliate or otherwise disrespect her. j-jay has beaten numerous oversexed bimbos and left them completely clothed. To have taken a trophy would have been akin to slapping a house cat on the paw and bragging when she cowers under the bed. But she just faced Zenny, a wild tigress who will rip the arm off anyone audacious enough to reach into her cage. Faced her and won!
This shiny latex outfit will soon receive the position of honor on her trophy wall, above all the bikinis she took from skillful and determined rivals during her earlier meteoric rise to the top of the Tokyo circuit. She is pleased that her recent drought has ended and she has finally faced an adversary worth stripping.
J-jay takes a final long look at Zenny, hogtied and unconscious with a peaceful look on her face, her beauty matched only by her ferocity. She hopes to have this image etched in her memory forever.
This story was based on a very close poll. A special thanks to Zenny and j-jay for participating in and posting on the poll and to everyone who voted and posted. The pictures are of j- jay (black swimsuit) and Zenny in white.
