[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

Dear readers and especially those of the female sex, we need a brief interlude for a little girl talk about scratching. Scratching is right up there with hair pulling as being one of the defining characteristics of what makes a catfight. If there was such a thing as catfighting etiquette it would be considered rude or bad form to not scratch a bitches face or pull her hair in a catfight; wouldn’t it? However despite scratching being synonymous with catfighting; it’s not very effective is it? Hair pulling I would argue is a better tactic; especially when used sparingly. So then why did I choose to scratch Erin’s face? Am I jealous that Erin is prettier than me? Hell No!!!

So then…why?

I guess in answering this I should tell you a little bit about me. Those of you who’ve read my profile will know I like running. But do you also know I’m an adrenaline junkie. Visiting Alton Tower’s is a summer ritual of mine and bungee jumping, rock climbing are cherished pastimes as well. So as you can see, I’m most definitely a thrill seeker and I do love to flirt with danger. So has the penny dropped yet? Yes, I clawed that Bitch Erin’s face for the sheer thrill of it! Seeing those fresh red tramlines appear on her face, while looking into those eyes brimming with hate…Hmm it’s so good, so exciting! But it also serves purpose beyond personal satisfaction…

Let’s say you had a choice of catfights - Would you:

A: Want the catfight with the quick and decisive victory?

Or

B: Want the long drawn out catfight where the difference between victory and defeat is as wide as the proverbial cigarette paper?

For me it’s B every time! And here’s where scratching serves a purpose, no matter who she is, no bitch reacts well to having her face clawed. Yes, some may crack but those bitches shouldn’t of been in a catfight to begin with. Erin of course will not crack, but she will get angry. Eventually her emotions will drive to the point where she is no longer fighting smart. Gone will be the cool calm and collected bitch we all love, in her place will be a wild and feral bitch! She will throw her body and soul into the catfight and I will match her with my own fury and uncontrollable anger. Look we’re fighting over Daniel, what happened between us at Christmas is a skirmish in comparison. We’re both wearing are hearts on our sleeves for this one, this catfight is a fucking war!

Anyway enough of my rambling…

On the carpet me and Erin kneel, face to face, with our fingers interlocked we struggle for control over each other. We both scream out rapid fire insults that fill our friends hearts with joy, while also taking more personal moments to whisper in each other’s ears the most poisonous and provocative of comments; you whisper to me:

“I am so gonna end you this time....bitch"

I simply stick out my tongue to express my distain for you, before deploying a sexy smile. As I take the time to address an earlier comment:

“Pound store lipstick!!! Says the bitch who always smells like a tarts handkerchief. You do know Daniel hates your perfume? He can’t stand the smell and always seeks sanctuary within my arms bitch!”

You sneer at me in anger, the truth hurts..and you’re (Play YouTube Video)

https://youtu.be/_Ev_pQZDaj4?si=dbMYz9Hv0EJL00t-

My grin says it all and your eyes say to me “Fuck you Kate!” (Or words to that effect). It’s at that moment we begin to rise off the carpet in a race to be vertical. By a fraction of a second you win and kick me in my left knee, towards the inside to be precise. While I did not know this at the time, allegedly my face went sort of purple as your slammed your foot into my knee. I screech in pain:

“Arhhhhh Fuck!!!”

My fingers release my grasp of your hands and I tumble onto my pert buttocks. I tuck my left knee in towards me and rub it with my soothing warm hands. Meanwhile my face overflows with hatred and anger, as I take my place on the carpet and take my turn to look up at you.

I simply snarl at you:

”Bitch!”

Yt

[SweetGrace]

Wow this is art!

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

Wow this is art!

Thanks, well please do come back on Saturday when the voting will open

Also feel free to say something bitchy about either myself, Erin or the both of us. It really does add some spice to the occasion.

Xoxo
Kate

[jake1990]

Always love watching Erin Lee in action. Go Erin Lee get her.
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[Randomnosity25]

After some degree of waffling on the matter, I've decided to throw my hat into the KateA camp. In addition to her quality monologuing and witty rapport (which Erin Lee has in droves as well (just that Kate's lands more to my liking I guess? kudos to both of them, really!)), Kate is the offended party and would as such be relatively incensed and passionate and would fight harder, if maybe more recklessly, which could go well or poorly.

I tend to think "well," as she is an experienced fighter and would use her passion to her advantage. This would only be further backed by the fact that she has yet to win, despite some very close calls, so she will fight harder still, just enough to tip the scales to victory against a relatively (note, relatively) indifferent Erin Lee.

[Erin Lee]

After some degree of waffling on the matter, I've decided to throw my hat into the KateA camp. In addition to her quality monologuing and witty rapport (which Erin Lee has in droves as well (just that Kate's lands more to my liking I guess? kudos to both of them, really!)), Kate is the offended party and would as such be relatively incensed and passionate and would fight harder, if maybe more recklessly, which could go well or poorly.

I tend to think "well," as she is an experienced fighter and would use her passion to her advantage. This would only be further backed by the fact that she has yet to win, despite some very close calls, so she will fight harder still, just enough to tip the scales to victory against a relatively (note, relatively) indifferent Erin Lee.

And now i know why you have a profile pic named "The Fool"

[Erin Lee]

I slam my heel into the inside of your knee, you drop to the floor like a felled tree, the only thing missing is someone shouting "TIMBER" The assembled really are not that sharp when it comes to repartee, and all you can come back with is "BITCH" You disappoint me Kate, i at least expected "You fucking tramp" or "Backwoods whore" something a bit more graphic than just "BITCH"

Anywhooo, while you ask someone to fetch you a dictionary i grab a bottle of water from the nearest skank and dab my bloodied face with some of the contents, glugging the rest down and tossing the bottle back to the assembled, i can only hope it clouts Monica on the head.

Back to business. Some cheap shots are what's needed here methinks, and by cheap shots i mean verbals. I look down at you from just slightly outside the range of your arms n legs. "Who was it introduced you to Daniel? It was me you tramp, who's collar does Daniel wear? Mine you slut. Who does Daniel come to when his coat needs a brush, yes, it's me. You may play with Daniel but that is because you are on Daniels level mentally....deny that if you can witch."

I start to stalk around you, a kick to your face would end this right here right now, thing is, i don't want to end this until i've made you suffer. I think even you will have to accept that when i beat you to make it 3-0 to me, you'll have to then accept i not only own Daniel but i own you too.

"C'mon skank, get up n fight"...i glance round to see who it was said that, i suspect it was Ewa but it could have been Monica, that bitch would pay good money to see me get beat up, she'd have to pay someone cos not a chance in hell she could do it herself.

Back to you Kate, i've waited, i've stalled. I'm not gonna pounce on you like you did on me, i want you back on your feet to fight me like the tramp you truely are. So finally i move in and grab a hold of your once silken locks that are now more a tangled mess, hell i could make a door mat out of that hair. As i tangle some of it in my fingers i start to yank you to ya feet. "Reckon you'll have a limp for a few days bitch" i say, smirking, then i go to spin you by your hair with the intention of getting a strike on the assembled as i release you.

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

On the carpet I continue to rub my aching knee, Erin’s shot was precise and fucking hell it was painful. However I’m dealing with Erin here, Erin the world class bitch and if there is one thing I know about Erin. It’s that she buys her stockings from the from the bargain bin at the BP petrol station on Stockport Road, Manchester - Classy, real classy Erin! I also know that she absolutely adores the sound of her own voice, this last point is clearly more salient but the truth about Erin and her sleazy stockings needed to come out. Come to think about it, I know quite a bit about Erin…maybe I should start a blog? But I digress yet again…

The main point I was trying to make is that Erin loves to flap those gums and wow the bitch does not disappoint on this occasion. But this gives me time and a little time is all I need. Were you all paying attention when I previously said I’m a runner? Well I’ve gotten used to running through the pain barrier and this little niggle is not going to stop me dear readers. So anyone authoring my catfight obituary based on that last attack, put down the fucking pen and listen up! Anyway back to Erin’s monologue of lies and self delusions…the biatch rants:

“Who was it introduced you to Daniel? It was me you tramp, who's collar does Daniel wear? Mine you slut. Who does Daniel come to when his coat needs a brush, yes, it's me. You may play with Daniel but that is because you are on Daniels level mentally....deny that if you can witch."

I roll my eyes in despair and shake my head until finally you stop. I slap my hands down onto the carpet and staring directly at you, I shout:

“You must take us for fools to make your lies so transparent Erin! If you’re going to lie, you should really get some lessons from Steph! Daniel is mine, you know it, I know it…hell even the fucking peanuts over there know it and they’re all as dumb as Katie Price. You’re not stealing Daniel from me you fucking deranged whore!”

*Meanwhile we both here the clockwork as the peanuts begin the slow, slow…extremely slow process of working out they’ve just been insulted*

With our verbal exchange of lies and truths completed (My dear readers - good luck in working out which one of us was lying), you finally come on over and grab hold of my hair and pull. I rise quickly but as I do so my fists tenderise your flabby stomach and breasts on the way up. For me it feels like a morning at the gym but instead of a punching bag…I have an old bag, don’t I Erin?

However with the catfight set for its next dramatic turn…Will Erin fold and collapse like Canada when faced with US tariffs? Or will she be able to spin me by my hair and score a strike?

So tune in tomorrow (or possibly later today) for the next exciting episode of “We need to talk about Daniel.” - same Cat-time, same Cat-channel!

Yt

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

After some degree of waffling on the matter, I've decided to throw my hat into the KateA camp. In addition to her quality monologuing and witty rapport (which Erin Lee has in droves as well (just that Kate's lands more to my liking I guess? kudos to both of them, really!)), Kate is the offended party and would as such be relatively incensed and passionate and would fight harder, if maybe more recklessly, which could go well or poorly.

I tend to think "well," as she is an experienced fighter and would use her passion to her advantage. This would only be further backed by the fact that she has yet to win, despite some very close calls, so she will fight harder still, just enough to tip the scales to victory against a relatively (note, relatively) indifferent Erin Lee.

And now i know why you have a profile pic named "The Fool"

Erin you fucking B….oh hell! I give up!!! Even I can’t defend Randomnosity25 from that epic burn

*Passes the Aloe Vera*

Let this be a lesson to men everywhere!!! When us girls are fighting…be it an argument or catfight! Best thing you can do is sit in a corner and enjoy the show. Just be warned…say or even worse do the wrong thing!

You will get burned!

*High fives Erin*

[#Bridgette#]

I've watched these two go at it before and when Erin does her thing it's quite possibly impossible to not be captivated by her and her sexiness but I have to admit I am becoming quite enamored with Kate. So forward, confident, mean, rough, skilled. I could go on and on...and don't even get me going on those legs of hers. I find myself unconsciously biting my bottom lip and batting my eyes at her even though she is preoccupied at the moment and can't see me.

[Wicked]

I LOVE when you two tangle!

[Erin Lee]

I can feel the extra determination in your body. Does that even make sense? well it does to me. I can feel how much you want...no want is the wrong word....need, yes that's it, you NEED to beat me. It's not even about Daniel, though Daniel certainly was the instrument that caused the fight, he is still secondary to the real reason you want to fight again. You have a sense of injustice, i know it, you know it and everyone watching knows it. You know you should have beaten me at least once, maybe even both times we fought previously and it's eating you up. You dream of beating me, dream of humiliating me. Don't even try to deny it, we both know it's true.

Nothing between us in this fight so far, you started strong, i've come back a lil. The assembled are enjoying the scrap, i even caught Bridgette drooling as she got a look at your stretched out body. Monica looks at me like a tigress catching sight of her next meal.

I grab you by your hair to haul you back to your feet but you are far from helpless. Lefts and rights beat a tattoo on my breasts and tummy...wait...that should be tummy and breasts....gotta get the anatomy correct...as i lift you. I grunt, groan and jerk with each shot from your nasty lil fists and quickly release your hair aiming instead to just shove you by your shoulders back into the wall.

I back away somewhat and rearrange my breasts back inside my rather skimpy bra, then i crouch a lil and bring up my fists...."wanna fist fight skank?" i hiss as i beckon you to come towards me

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

I LOVE when you two tangle!

And we love it too

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

Ladies…

Can I break the fourth wall to say, I’m a little disappointed in you all

Here we have me and Erin catfighting over Daniel and you’re all being very quiet…too quiet!

I love and adore audience participation in my polls and I really do want you all to be a part of the story. So please drop a comment:

Talk trash to me!
Talk trash to Erin!
Say something nasty about the bitch stood next to you.
If any of you think Daniel deserves better than myself or Erin, say so!
Be proactive, be catty

Oh and reminder that the voting opens this Saturday

Xoxo
Kate xx

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

The look in your eyes says it all, you’re enjoying this and to be honest so am I. We’ve been best friends for a long time, well it sure feels like a long time. I will never forget your kindness and support over the passing of my dog Bex and I will always love you for that. You were there for me when I needed you and I will always be there for you Erin. We love each other as much as two friends can, but before people reach for their violins. You’ve got to remember that we love catfighting most of all and especially when it’s against each other. As honestly it’s not every day you get an opportunity to rake your nails down the face of someone as beautiful as Erin or me and not have to worry about any legal consequences.

There will be other consequences of course; as while me and Erin always make up fairly quickly after a catfight. Neither of us waits too long to start a new game. It begins of course with fake compliments that conceal a venomous sting. Then we begin talking behind each other’s backs, Steph told me Erin said the following about me:

Kate swears she’s a fitness guru now, but I heard she’s been photoshopping her gym selfies and secretly gets those ‘instant results’ from a doctor.

Then before that Erin said:

Kate swears she’s never had work done, but if that’s true, then why does her face magically change every six months?

I of course am not without sin, I said this about Erin:

Erin loves to criticise other people’s outfits, but the last time we went out together she showed up looking like she got dressed in the dark with whatever was left on her floor.

I also said:

Erin keeps bragging about her ‘dream job’ but I heard she actually got fired months ago and is just pretending to still work there.

Thankfully Steph keeps a detailed journal of what we’re saying about each other and from this point on it don’t take much to start a catfight between us! But this Daniel situation is fucking intolerable, this feels different. Daniel is mine, I saw him first and bitch I’m not sharing. Daniel has only one Mistress and it’s me! So jog on slut and stay away from my Daniel. But a hoe’s got to hoe…so here are - woman to woman!

My punches tenderised your stomach and breasts, you grimace in pain and petulantly shove me into the wall. My shoulder blades take the brunt of the impact and I snarl at you, however our friends are getting restless. They came here to see us ruin each other, they crave tears, they need drama and yes; they want blood too and howls of pain too. So when you raise your fists and hiss:

“wanna fist fight skank?“

I hiss back:

“It would be my pleasure you fucking whore!”

Our friends immediately jump into their happy dance…

“Happy Dance?” Says our puzzled dear readers.

“Think River Dance, but with more “accidental” stomping of each other’s heels and ankles” I reply as I raise my own fists and walk towards Erin. You hold your ground and we both watch each other very carefully…

Suddenly I throw a right towards your left cheek. Your head darts to the right avoiding my punch, meanwhile my left fist catches your right breast. Surprised by my sudden left, you leave yourself open for a right to your left cheek. My fist connects sweetly and you stumble backwards a few steps but crucially you stand your ground and remain vertical. Angry about the punch to the face and mad with jealousy, you raise your fists and…

What does Erin do? Does Erin really get dressed in the Dark? Will Kate stand her ground?

Tune in tomorrow (or possibly later today) for the next exciting episode of “We need to talk about Daniel.” - same Cat-time, same Cat-channel!