Catfight: A Lesbian Wrestling Story

By Jason Pinaster

When Gloria discovers that her boyfriend Larry has cheated with Petra, a furious catfight ensues. Petra’s slutty pink dress is ripped to shreds. Gloria’s clothes are pulled from her body. They each punish each other’s body but Petra’s punishments are the most severe.

After the catfight, it’s time to punish Larry!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jason Pinaster
• Release date: Apr 2, 2024
• ISBN: 9798215085639

Jason Pinaster

If you would like to be on my mailing list, sign up here: http://eepurl.com/ghTq3zYou will receive prompt notification ofmy new publications and special offers.I have been writing fiction for several years but in 2015 I started to concentrate on erotica.My first series featured lawyer Christopher Carter. Carter doesn't have to abide by law society rules. A little fun, lots of sex, a little adventure, and Carter's special brand of justice.Then I moved on to Lusty Lee, a private investigator. My current dominatrix series, which is nearing the end of its cycle, features specific fetishes—some outlandish—serviced by Mistress Megan.Along the way, I have written individual stories featuring wrestling, food fetishism, tickling, sex games and BDSM. I have published one novella set in Hedonism II, the notorious Jamaican resort and am presently revising a second. My current novel features a sex robot.ExperienceCourt Clerk, 2000 to date in Ontario, CanadaWriting: since Grade 3 (1983)Skills and ExpertiseWritingEditingResearchEducationB.A. (English Lit.) 1992-1995, Augustana University CollegeDiploma in Court Procedure, 1996-1998, Everest College

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Catfight: A Lesbian Wrestling Story   © 2024 Jason Pinaster

Introduction: This story was originally published on my Deviant Art subscription service (both story tiers) where each chapter is illustrated with drawings of the characters.    https://www.deviantart.com/jasonpinaster

Table of Contents

Introduction

Other Pinaster Stories

Chapter One

Chapter TwoA

Chapter TwoB

Chapter ThreeA

Chapter ThreeB

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Back Notes

Copyright Notice

Work of Fiction Notice

Cover Credits:  Many thanks to FightPulse

Acknowledgements

Some of Jason Pinaster’s Other Erotic Combat stories:

Number One!

Jobber Flip

Camera One

Destroyed

In That Corner

Oya’s Run

Pinning Pete

Playing Possum

Red Rope Rumble

Right Hand Ready

Scissored

Seeking Sarah

Sex Wrestler

The Custom

Threesome

And for exclusive erotic combat content, please follow me at https://www.deviantart.com/jasonpinaster  This story, along with accompanying drawings was originally published on my subscription tiers on Deviant Art where it continues to be available: https://www.deviantart.com/jasonpinaster/subscriptions  New content is published several times a month.

Jason Pinaster has published numerous other stories.  His favorite themes center around erotic wrestling, tickling, wet & messy, and BDSM.  For a full list of his stories, please see his author profile or the notes at the back of this story.

Catfight: A Lesbian Wrestling Story 

Chapter One  Gloria

I knocked on the door to her apartment and of course she let me in.  Petra let me in because she didn’t know that I knew what she’d done.

Gloria, she said, acknowledging that she recognized me.

Petra.

Her apartment was large and much nicer than Petra deserved.  As was to be expected, she had not decorated it with anything approaching good taste—a small beige couch with an extension for storage, an even smaller off-brown carpet, an off-white dining set with beige cushions.  Her high-heeled shoes were beside the couch where she’d kicked them off.  An item of clothing laid on the floor of the corridor leading to what were presumably a bedroom and washroom.

Petra had on a skimpy pink dress which had been designed primarily for the purpose of displaying the slut’s over-sized boobs and to advertise the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra.  It had a collar which tied behind her neck and this was all that was holding the top of her dress up.  The dress ended barely below her crotch—any higher and it would have been no more than a shirt.  Rectangles were cut down the front and on the sides to facilitate the exposure of even more flesh.

Petra had dirty blonde hair which was straight and completely lacking in style.  Her face looked as if it had been mashed together out of spare parts.  The only vaguely elegant thing about her was the tie which pulled her hair back into a ponytail.

You backstabbing bitch, I hissed as I came at her and she had the good sense to move away, stopping only when the backs of her legs brushed up her beiger then beige couch.

Since she could go no further, Petra poked a finger into my chest to prevent me from bowling her over.  What’s your problem? she asked in her annoyingly high-pitched voice.

"You fighting Larry.  That’s my problem."

Petra was supposed to have wrestled someone else but had fought Larry when she’d persuaded the promoters to let her jump the queue.  Three guesses as to the type of persuasion she’d used.  Worse, she’d beaten him.  Then, when it was my turn to wrestle Larry, instead of being positioned to defeat him, the promoters had demanded that I lose to him.

I can fight whoever I want.

Not when you knew that I was supposed to fight him first!

Finders keepers.

You had no right to rig the schedule so that I’d end up being the fall girl.

I was just doing what you’d tried to do.  Petra accompanied her answer with a smirk.  My hand slapping across her face erased the smirk and replaced it with wide-eyed amazement.

Bitch! she shrieked.

She shoved me.  I shoved her back.  I was three inches taller and had longer arms.  Petra was heavier so when she shoved me back, I made sure that I was on the outer