SIG vs Minerva - Collar Match

Minerva took advantage of Sig's weariness by dragging her from the corner all the way back to the center of the ring, before lifting her up in the torture rack position. The blonde gasped and squirmed as she was held midair, but she knew full well that her efforts would be futile in this position.

The fingers of Minerva soon found her wet pussy again and began to tease it. Sig moaned and twitched cutely in the taller girl's grasps, the stacking pleasure starting to drive her crazy. Her opponent's demand turned her face even redder, though, and it's just then she realized that this probably had been the ultimate goal of the raven haired beauty from the start, to make her beg to be conquered.

"Ahhn... n-not happening...!" she retorted.

"Still have some defiance in you, huh? I guess we'll just have to fix that then, won't we?" she said. Removing her fingers from Sig's crotch, Minerva cranked down on the pressure for a few more seconds, bending her back over the raven haired beauty's shoulders.

When she finally stopped torturing Sig's back, Minerva then lifted the woman off her shoulders and held her body overhead, once again putting her strength on display. And after a few seconds, she slammed the smaller woman down onto the mat in front of her.

But Minerva wasn't through yet. Using her foot to push and adjust Sig's body until she was flat on her back, Minerva then sat herself on the blonde's chest in a schoolgirl pin, making sure she stayed just out of reach of her tongue in case she got any ideas. "The sooner you do as your told, the sooner your torture will end."

Smirking down at Sig's face, she then reached her hand back to the woman's wet mound and once again began to tease it with her fingers. By now, she'd figured out all the best spots to work with her touch, and focused specifically on them. "Are you ready to beg yet?"

"Acckk...!" Sig croaked as Minerva cranked the hold in response to her statement.

The blonde felt like she could have came right there from the sudden pain that followed the stimulation to her sex, although in the end the sensation wasn't enough to drive her past the edge. The hold was released after a short while, but Minerva slammed her hard to the mat after holding her midair for a bit, causing Sig's lithe form to bounce once and sprawled on the ground.

Again she felt like she could have exploded there. Would have been quite a spectacular sight too. Breathing heavily, Sig could only watch as Minerva then sat on her chest, presenting her crotch yet keeping it out of range, causing her to gulp as she felt like leaning forward to try reaching for it if she wasn't too dazed.

"Ahhmmm...!" her moaning sounded more lewd now that Minerva was focusing on her sweet spots wit her fingers, her body writhed in pleasure, especially the lower half part that tried to hump the digits of the raven haired beauty to no avail. "Nnghh... I... oohh..."

Minerva continued to expertly rub her fingers against Sig's damp womanhood, watching in delight as her prey moaned beneath her. "Hm? Is there something you'd like to say?"

Her fingers brush harder and faster against the woman's sex, encouraging her to cooperate so that she would finally be given what she craved. It was just a matter of whether or not any of Sig's defiance remained in her beaten and battered body.

Minerva waited patiently for her victim's response, moving her thighs to frame the sides of Sig's face so she'd be forced to stare right up into Minerva's eyes.

"Ahh... mmm..." Sig couldn't seem to finish her sentence due to the overwhelming sensation that slowly overtaking her senses.

As she was forced to look at the eyes of the raven haired beauty, the remaining of her defiance seemed to crumbled away. The look of a dominant girl, who knew exactly what she wanted, and how she wanted it, a sight that probably could have melted any resistance. Her body felt the shivers, her lower half wiggling restlessly from the continuous teasing, it's all starting to become too much for her lithe form to bear.

"P-please..." she squealed, wincing as she felt one of Minerva's fingers brushing one of her sensitive spots. "Mmmh... pleasee... collar me... make me... hiii... y-your slave!" she almost yelled the last two words.

There it was. After resisting for as long as she could, Sig had finally accepted her fate. And the rush Minerva got from hearing the words was indescribable, having forced a woman to beg to be her slave.

"Good girl. Was that so hard?" Minerva said, reaching her free hand down to pet Sig's head. "But before that, there's one more thing…" As the words left her lips, the fingers between the blonde's legs then snaked their way under her soaked bikini bottom and into her womanhood.

Back and forth she moved her fingers, letting them probe around to touch all of Sig's sweet spots. After torturously denying her prey her orgasm for so long now, Minerva easily could've chosen to do so again. But she was feeling merciful and generous, and so she continued to work her fingers to finally push Sig over the edge. "Go ahead. Let it all out."

Sig blushed and pouted as Minerva petted her head, like a child who just got through a detention. In a way, this whole match seemed like a detention session for her rather than an actual bout. When the taller girl decided to give her the release she's been craving for, however, she began to moan again.

"Ooohhh... ooohhhh... oohhhh!!" the blonde cried in pleasure, her body bucking and spasming as much as it could, her womanhood pulsating, squeezing the fingers of Minerva before her juices began to flow out.

It felt like she kept coming and coming after enduring the long, torturous teasing from the raven haired beauty. It's simply magnificent. By the end of her climax the lithe blonde could only weakly writhe under Minerva, looking as if her brain had just been fucked hard.

"Haaa... w-wunderbar... oohhh..."

Minerva rode Sig's bucking body as she thrust her fingers into the woman's sex. The blonde's moans rang out through the arena, and it was hardly any time at all before her orgasm began hitting with full force.

Wave after wave of her juices seemed to flood out over Minerva's fingers before her climax finally died down. And the raven haired beauty couldn't help but giggle at the clear sexual exhaustion in the face that rested between her thighs. She then held her cum-soaked fingers right over Sig's mouth. "Be a dear and clean these off."

Remaining perched atop the smaller woman, Minerva then turned her attention to the ref. "You. Bring the collar." she said, and the referee immediately complied, scurrying away and returning a moment later with the collar in hand. Taking it from the ref, Minerva looked back down at Sig and dangled the collar in the air so she could see it. "Ready?"

Once she regained her senses, Sig was presented by the fingers of Minerva, soaked with her own juices for her to clean off. She gulped and glanced at the raven haired beauty, before giving the girl a little nod and sucked off those digits that just driving her pass he edge of ecstasy.

Meanwhile, Minerva ordered the ref to get the collar, who she'd then dangle over her exhausted face. Once it's attached to her neck, her life as the raven haired beauty's slave would start, and there's no telling on how long it'd go for. It's a thrilling thought, and Sig felt a shiver running through her body as she looked at Minerva's face.

"Yes," the blonde nodded.

Minerva saw the uneasiness in Sig's eyes, but smiled as she heard the blonde's answer. "Wonderful~" The raven haired beauty used one hand to lift the blonde's head up off the mat just enough so the other hand could slide the collar under her neck. She then fastened it in place, officially claiming Sig as her slave.

The ref called for the bell, which rang to end the match, and Minerva's theme began to play throughout the arena once again. Finally standing up from her seat on Sig, the sadistic conquerer placed her right boot on her new pet's chest as the referee raised her hand high.

For a moment she held the pose, basking in the glory of her first victory in the AFW, and the thrill of conquering her foe before she removed her foot from Sig's chest. "Come along, my pet. Time to go. Oh, and stay on your hands and knees until we get back to the locker room." she commanded, before stepping through the ropes and exiting the ring.

There, the raven haired mistress would then wait for Sig to join her and get on her hands and knees before walking back up the aisle and heading to the backstage area.