It was the last thing I expected when I booked my last minute holiday to Malta to be honest. I expected to tour the sites, drink some of the excellent local beet and so on; being ringside for a limited rules, private, prize cat fight however wasn’t really on my radar as my flight touched down at the airport. Indeed for the first two or three days, my holiday went exactly as I expected; lazy and relaxing with a bit of sightseeing thrown in.
It was about that point that I also noticed a pretty and apparently single blonde girl around the pool at the hotel. Summoning up my usual courage in these situations, it only took me a day of so to manage to go over to her and say ‘hi’. We got chatting and seemed to hit it off pretty well so the following afternoon, we shared lunch in a cafe in the main square of the capital Valetta. It was then that she let me in on something of a secret.
‘You know most of the guests in our hotel are really here because of me Chris’ she told me. She could probably see the confusion written on my face as I asked her ‘why’s that Hannah, I’m not sure I follow you?’
‘Didn’t think you would’ she smiled ‘you see most of the guests are here to watch an underground fight later in the week’ Hannah told me.
‘So you’re one of the organisers then?’ I asked, still a little confused.
‘Not exactly, I’m one of the fighters actually’ she told me, before filling the silence as I retrieved my jaw from the floor by giving me a bit more of the background. ‘You see Chris, there’s an organisation that’s unofficially known as the Sunshine Fight Club that organises underground catfights in about half a dozen holiday resorts around the world. They pay well, but the fights are pretty tough’ Hannah continued. ‘They book all of the guests into the same hotel as the two fighters, so all of the guests know who the fighters are and can weigh them up before the match. The thing is that the two fighters don’t know who each other are though, so right now, I have no clue who I’ll be fighting’
‘But you know they’re at the hotel right?’ I managed to blurt out having just about recovered from my initial shock.
‘That’s true, and I know you’re not one of the fight guests so I was hoping you might help me work out who she is, and then maybe be my second for the match?’ Hannah asked.
Ignoring the second part of the question for now, I asked ‘How were you so sure that I wasn’t a fight guest Hannah?’
‘Well’ she laughed ‘all of the fight guests are eyeing up lots of women there as they’re asked to so that they throw the actual fighters off the scent a little. You were different though, you’ve only been eyeing me up all week’
‘That obvious, huh?’ I smiled
‘Afraid so’ Hannah nodded ‘I don’t mind though, I enjoyed the attention of someone who wasn’t just wondering if I could beat the crap out of one of the other guests’
‘I am wondering that now though’ I laughed before asking her ‘so when you say catfight, I presume you mean a bit of hair pulling, slapping, that kind of thing?’
‘Not exactly Chris, think of something between MMA, pro wrestling and judo, throw in some catfighting stuff and you’re along the right lines. If you’re up for it, I’ll show you more back at the hotel; so what do you say, will you help me out please?’ Hannah asked me.
‘Of course, I’d be lying if i said I wasn’t interested Hannah’ I agreed, ‘but do you have any idea how to work out who you might be fighting?’ I asked her.
‘Not exactly’ she admitted ‘the SFC has three European venues; here, Fuerteventura and Kos. There’s a fight roughly every six weeks and they rotate the venues. The thing is, there’s only ever one fight at a venue, and they never pit the same women against each other twice, so there’s no way I’ll have seen her before at any of the other fights.’
We paid the bill and headed for the ferry that would take us back almost to the door of the hotel as I suggested, ‘but she must be about your size and age right Hannah? That would be a starting point wouldn’t it?’
‘Not necessarily, but come to think of it you might have given me a idea Chris’ she replied. ‘Each venue has its own organising committee; I’ve fought twice here in Malta and I think they like contrasts in their fighters here. They normally like to match me with heavier women or women younger than me here, so maybe we should concentrate on women who don’t seem to match up as well with me. It’s a starting point at least Chris’ she said. ‘I tell you what, lets split up back at the hotel ans see what we can come up with, then after dinner come up to room 306. We’ll compare notes and I’ll show you roughly what to expect from the matches.’
I agreed with her plan, so we entered the hotel from opposite directions before sitting around the pool for most of the afternoon to case an eye over the guests. I didn’t mind a bit of people watching, but I had to admit I was struggling to see any of the female guests as fighters. Come to think of it, I struggled to see Hannah that way too; she was pretty, blonde and about 5 feet 5 inches tall and probably no more than 130lbs. She was toned, fit looking and seemed to have strong legs, but looked nothing like a tough fighting woman to look. I figured I would learn more later on when we met up to compare noted on potential opponents.
After dinner that night I found my way to Hannah’s room to find her looking a little flushed but pretty spectacular in some tight fitting workout gear.
‘One of the perks of the job’ she explained ‘I get a gym in my room so I’ve had a quick workout. Bear with me while I freshen up and then let’s compare notes on the afternoon’ she said
After she had showered, Hannah returned to the room now wearing a short, floaty summer dress and we started to weigh up the possible opponents.
‘What have you got then Chris?’ Hannah asked me.
‘I think I’ve got four possibilities so far’ I started out. ‘There were two pretty hefty looking British girls that were sat just to my right for most of the afternoon. Also, there was an African woman who looked pretty strong but just seemed to be enjoying a family holiday if I’m honest. My number one pick would be the thickset woman with the short-ish red hair that was in the pool pretty late on this afternoon; I think she might be German or Dutch maybe. Do you know the ones I mean?’ I asked her.
‘I think so; I spotted the two British women and the red head. I’m pretty sure she’s German’ Hannah added ‘I hadn’t noticed the African, but I think I have two other possible. One is actually the German woman’s daughter I think and the other is a bit unlikely but one of the maids looked like a possibility, but they’ve pulled that on me before here so I doubt that they’d do it again’ Hannah concluded ‘So cards on the table Chris, if you had to bet on it, who would be your top two choices?’ she asked me.
‘Well, the German woman would definitely be one I think. Can I ask you Hannah, how long do these matches normally last?’ I enquired.
‘Well, they can be anything from 5 minutes to an hour, sometimes more’ Hannah replied ‘why do you ask?’
‘Well someone would have to be pretty fit to fight for an hour right?’ I asked getting a nod in reply. ‘So looking at the German woman tearing up and down the pool, she’s fairly fit I would say. The dark haired British woman was knackered walking to the bar’ I laughed ‘so rule her out. The African woman is a bit of an unknown but I’d say probably not her so of mine, the blonde British woman would be number two on my list Hannah. What do you think?’ I asked her.
‘I think you’d make a pretty good manager for me for a start!’ she smiled at me. ‘I think your assessment is pretty good, they would be the two I’m most interesting in as well. I’d throw the German woman’s daughter into the mix as well I think. Those three would all be a contrast to me, two outweigh me and the other is maybe ten years younger. Let’s focus on those three for now, but I’ll keep an eye out for other. Can you do the same please Chris?’ she asked me.
‘Sure’ I agreed ‘I’ll see what else I can find out as well. Who knows, I might hear something around the pool maybe. Now can you give me a bit more idea what I’m getting myself into?’ I asked Hannah. ‘Don’t worry, I’m not going to let you down, but I figure I should know as much as possible if I’m going to be of any use to you Hannah’ I said.
She smiled at me and said ‘I knew you’d be a good choice Chris and you’re right, it’s only fair that I fill you in as much as possible. So I guess the first thing is the match itself. It won’t happen here at the hotel’ Hannah told me ‘we’ll be picked up at an allotted time and taken to a venue which varies from fight to fight. You’ll see the kind of thing from the video I’ll show you later on. Everything will be provided there for us, so my outfit is provided by the organisers and so on. As my second, you just get to tend to me between falls really, you don’t need to do anything else other than enjoy having the best seat in the house’ she smiled at me.
‘So how about rules?’ I asked
‘There won’t be many’ Hannah told me ‘and we won’t know them exactly until we get to the venue. Both fighters learn the rules independently, but at the same time. At a simple level, you can normally win by a knockout or by forcing your opponent to give up the whole match and they’re not normally too fussy about how you get there.’ she continued. ‘Sometimes there are bonuses for earning submissions in certain ways as well, just depends what takes the fancy of the organisers.’
‘So when the match has finished’ Hannah went on ‘we get taken to a private villa for a week or so of recovery. Come to think of it, make sure you pack before we leave so they can take your stuff with us’ Hannah said, smiling a little seductively as she asked ‘I assume you’ll be OK sharing a villa with me for a week Chris?’
‘I think I could manage that’ I agreed ‘You don’t mind me asking Hannah, but they must pay pretty well to do all of this?’
‘You could say that’ she agreed. ‘They pay appearance money of 10,000 Euros to each fighter, plus all of the expenses for the trip. Then there are bonuses for all sorts of things, and the winner gets something between 10 and 20 thousand Euros depending on the size of the crowd. I normally fight two or three times a year plus the odd private challenge that tends to pay pretty well too. It pays the bills, let’s put it that way!’ she said
‘It sounds like it Hannah’ I agreed. ‘Why do you think they like to match you up with bigger women? I mean surely they’d get a better, more even match if you were matched up against someone of your own size?’ I asked her.
‘I think it’s just something that the organiser here seems to like. He seems to be a fan of watching that kind of match up. I’ve fought here twice and both times I’ve taken on a heavier woman. I should probably show you some of those two matches to be fair, at least give you some idea of what to expect from the fight’ Hannah said to me. ‘Fix us both a drink Chris, I’ll go and see if I can find the promotional video that they made of me for this match’
Following Hannah’s suggestion, I busied myself collecting two drinks from the pool bar before returning to the room to find Hannah crouched over a DVD player she had just connected to the TV. She closed the curtains of the room ‘better make sure nobody sees’ she explained and set the volume fairly low before sitting down next to me on the sofa. Taking her orange juice from me, she explained ‘to help them sell the fight, they normally make these videos of the two fighters. They just show highlights of the previous matches you’ve had in the venue along with a bit of info about your record.’
On cue, the DVD cut to a picture of the pretty blonde now sat to my left while across the screen, some information appeared. From that I learned that Hannah’s second name was Christensen. I already knew that she was Danish, but found out that she was 30 years old, 5 feet 6 inches tall and weighed 130lbs. I was also interested to find out that she was 34C-25-37. Most importantly for the fight, I also learned that she had an SFC record of 8 wins (all by submission) and 2 losses (one by submission, on by knockout).
As some more stats appeared about her best moves and so on, Hannah explained ‘one of those two losses was my last match here in Malta which you’ll see in a bit. I don’t want to end up with a losing record in any of the fight venues if I can help it’ she continued ‘so I really need to win this one, so I appreciate everything you’re doing to help me. Anyway, this one was my first match here’ she went on as the picture cut to action of her taking a stiff right to the jaw from a red headed opponent. Hannah reeled back from the blow allowing her opponent to close her down and pick her up from the mat in a bear hug that soon had Hannah submitting. Her opponent released her letting her fall to the mat as she strode to her corner to take a break.
‘This bitch was called Nadine O’Gara, an Irish woman who was strong but not all that fit. That was about 5 minutes into the match and she’d bullied me around up to that point to be honest’ Hannah told me. ‘She made a mistake in taking that break, but she was already tiring at this point.’
Back to the action and now I could see that Hannah was topless in this part of the match as the red head looked to pummel her breasts with slaps only for Hannah to dance clear and land a kick to her stomach. The redhead soon found herself trapped between Hannah’s thighs, a crushing head scissor evening up the score. ‘I knew I’d got her by now’ Hannah said ‘but I didn’t want to let her think that so I turned her loose to take a break.’
Fall 3 saw both women now topless as Hannah forced the redhead back to a wood panelled wall where she caught her with a flurry of punches to the body followed by a knee lift to the crotch. As the fallen red head slid down the wall to the mat, Hannah once again went for the head scissor, this time also mauling her opponent’s breasts to draw a second submission. This time though, she didn’t let up on the red head, maintaining her head scissor while alternating breast mauling and hammering fists into the Irish fighters body drawing two more submissions before she was able to put the now naked red head away with a combination of head scissor, breast maul and crotch claw.
‘I can tell you’re enjoying this now’ Hannah smirked as she eyed my by now rigid cock. ‘Maybe I can help you with that’ she said, leaning over to take me in her mouth for an amazing blow job and I continued to enjoy the highlights of the first match. ‘I think you needed that’ she laughed after I exploded into her mouth’ now you’d better concentrate on this second match’
I’ll do my best’ I agreed ‘but I am just a little bit distracted at the moment.....’
‘I noticed’ she laughed ‘now the second match was a different kind of fight. For a start, it was held outside on a pretty hot day against a local girl. She was young, about 19 I think but she outweighed me by 50lbs and she knew her way around a fight pretty well.’
This time the action started with Hannah on top as both women rolled on the rough scrubland that was the venue of choice for the match. Clad in cut-off jeans and bikini tops, both women already seemed to be sweating pretty heavily as Hannah finally moved on top of the dark haired teenager securing a facesit that saw her grind a submission out of her smothered opponent.
‘In hindsight, I should have stayed on her here’ Hannah admitted ‘but it was so hot that even after 7 or 8 minutes, I was happy to take a break. I was pretty sure I could outwrestle her, and in fairness I could, but she was clever and knew how to make me carry her weight around to tire me.’
Still, it seemed to me that Hannah was able dominate the second fall as well as the footage showed her consistently beating the bigger woman to the punch. Twice the Maltese fighter was dropped to a knee before Hannah was able to secure the head scissor and breast maul combination from the previous fight. Despite the teenager raking her nails on Hannah’s thighs, a second submission was won at the cost of four angry looking furrows on her thigh.
‘Even at this point, I was pretty confident’ Hannah told me ‘the bitch had sharp nails though so I knew I had to watch out for them as the match went on. The rules in this one called for an item of clothing to be removed every two falls as well, so the tops are off in the next fall.’
My attention back on the TV, I saw that was true and also that things didn’t seem to be quite so much in Hannah’s favour now as the Maltese backed her up, peppering her pert breasts with punches before a one-two to the head put Hannah down. The count reached nine before Hannah regained her feet and found herself straight into a bear hug which seemed to be drawing screams of pain that were fully explained when the camera revealed the teenager had also sunk her teeth into Hannah’s chest to draw a submission.
‘She had sharp teeth as well’ Hannah told me ‘like I said though, very little is outside the rules in this; teeth, nails, fists, you name it and it’s probably allowed. I was starting to feel the effect of her size to be honest now and she fought the next fall cleverly to really tire me out’ Hannah explained.
The next fall started with Hannah on the receiving end of a hip throw to the ground before her teenage opponent was able to trap her in a front headlock. Keeping Hannah folded up in the move, the Maltese teenager rode her weight on top of Hannah. It was an effective move, partly choking Hannah while her body weight made it harder for Hannah to fill her lungs. Occasionally her opponent would cruelly scratch at Hannah’s body or land a crashing blow in to her ribs, eventually forcing submission number 2 from Hannah after about 5 minutes in the hold.
‘I think she knew that she had me now to be honest Chris, but she told me that she would knock me out, so she released me and allowed another break. That meant we were down to thongs when the match restarted’ Hannah told me.
This time the action looked pretty similar; the Maltese teenager getting Hannah to the ground with a rough body slam then standing over her to deliver two hard kicks to her breasts as she got to all fours. Both kicks dropped Hannah back into the dirt, and the second time, the choke combination hold was on as before. By way of variety, a wedgie saw Hannah’s thong used against her before it tore away to leave her naked and a further mixture of nail rakes and punches once again looked like forcing Hannah to submit. This time though, the teenager roughly pulled Hannah to her feet to floor her with a seven punch combination to the body. Hannah slumped into the dirt, stirring and getting to her feet as the count reached eight but it was to no avail as a kick to the side of the head dropped her for the allotted count of fifteen to leave her defeated by knockout.
‘Wow’ I stammered ‘that looked brutal, much more than the first match. Were you knocked out at the end?’ I asked Hannah
‘Apparently’ she replied, snuggling in against my body so that I could feel the steel core that lay beneath her feminine curves for the first time. ‘I don’t really remember, so I guess that means yes’ she admitted ‘what I do know is that nobody has ever defeated me that convincingly before. It wasn’t her size that beat me really though, it was the fact that she really knew how to use it against me’
The knockout was replayed from a couple of angles before Hannah switched off the DVD and wandered towards her bedroom. ‘Now why don’t you come over here, and let me show you some of my better moves’ she smiled as she stepped out of her dress to reveal her incredible body in all it’s naked glory. Suffice to say, I didn’t need asking twice.....
