Sig's Reward

A full week had now finally passed since Minerva had defeated Sig in a game that had practically been set up specifically for Sig to lose. And as a result of that, the blonde German had not been allowed to have an orgasm for a full week. And oh what a week it had been. At seemingly random points in the day, Minerva had decided to torture Sig with sexual teasing, always bringing her so close to that sweet finish she craved, but never granting it to her. She would finger and lick Sig’s womanhood, play with her breasts, anything she could do to push the woman toward the brink. And to ensure her pet didn’t get any ideas of making herself cum, Minerva had kept a careful eye on her during the day, and chained her hands when she slept.

But the level of the torture over the days depended very much on the raven haired mistress’ mood. Only a day into the week, Minerva had made her brief venture to Tension to challenge Daisuke Takeuchi to a match, only for it to end in a draw. That day Minerva had returned home more furious than she had been in a very long time. A frightening sight, no doubt. And of course, the only one there for her to “vent” her frustrations onto was none other than Sig. She’d taken the blonde into her private gym and tossed her around like a rag doll, before giving Sig what was no doubt the most intensive torture session of the entire week, and once again in the end denying her the chance for the orgasm she so desperately wanted.

The days that followed weren’t quite as awful, at least in comparison, especially after Minerva got her rematch against Daisuke and defeated him. As her mood eased, so did the intensity of her teasing sessions with Sig. But still, even at that point they were plenty and often. But finally, after what had hardly felt like any time at all to Minerva, but most likely felt like an eternity to Sig, time was up. Knowing Sig had likely been counting the days, maybe even the minutes to this day, Minerva walked into Sig’s room, wearing nothing but her blue silk robe that oh so perfectly hugged her curves. The blonde was once again chained to her bed, and so Minerva moved beside her and unlocked the chains, freeing her wrists.

“Sig, darling. Accompany me to my room, won’t you?” she said, grinning down at the pretty blonde, before turning on her heel and moving. From there Minerva led the way to her room, expecting Sig to follow, especially considering the prize her pet most likely knew soon awaited her after enduring everything she had over the last week.

To say that it was a torturous week was an understatement.

A big one, if you were Sig. The first day, the teasing was still endurable, even if Minerva often caught her off guard. Even simple activities like eating, or accompanying her mistress relaxing became increasingly difficult. Then there's bathing sessions. By the end of the day one, the lithe blonde had to sleep with an aching womanhood, and chained arms on top of it.

It only got worse for her, though. As if the stacking pleasure wasn't enough, her mistress came back in a sour mood one night. To no one's surprise, Minerva took her frustration to her, leaving Sig in an almost completely wrecked state when the storm finally passed. It's quite literally heaven and hell for her, although by the end of it she was more in hell than heaven to say the least. That was the very first day of the week.

The following days were less intense, but it barely mattered for the blonde. After that torturous night her body had became so sensitive that it's a wonder she hadn't came accidentally. Either Minerva was a master of teasing, or she had a superhuman endurance. Maybe a little bit of both.  Both her body and mind had been craving a release so bad that she couldn't even sleep in peace. On several occasions she dreamed about Minerva, teasing and denying her again, making the whole week seemed close to eternity.

Today marked the end of the week without release, and Sig had to say she's relieved that its finally came. Minerva might have not promised her an orgasm by the end of the punishment week, but she doubted that her mistress would prolong it. Not completely impossible, but she'd rather not thinking about it. Any longer than this, she might break for real.

The sight of the raven haired beauty in that blue robe of hers was enough to send a tingling sensation to Sig as she watched her mistress' arrival. Not to mention that wicked smile that seemingly ever present when Minerva wasn't in a bad mood. The blonde looked fatigued, and she could only nod at the command before rolling herself sluggishly off the bed.

Dragging her feet to follow her mistress to the room, she decided to keep her stare to the floor. The feet of Minerva would be a much better sight for her at this state than the girl's swaying hips and rear.

Minerva glanced back at Sig as the two walked down the hall toward the mistress’ room. Her pet looked like an absolute wreck, though Minerva just took this as a more than obvious sign of how effective her torturing had been on Sig over the last week. But, knowing what was going to be happening soon and how fun it would be made it rather easy to maintain her grin. And for the first time in a week, it was going to be fun for both of them.

As they entered Minerva’s room, the raven haired woman would then move over to the foot of her bed, then stop before turning back to face Sig. “Come stand right here.” she commanded, pointing to the spot directly next to her by the bed. Minerva then patiently waited for her pet to comply, all that grin all the while remaining plastered on her face.

Sig entered the room and stood where Minerva ordered her to, looking weary and not so enthusiastic about the whole thing. It's not that she wasn't excited about what her mistress was going to do to her, just the whole physical and mental fatigue getting the better of her at the moment.

A week without orgasm normally wouldn't be so devastating, but Minerva had brought the teasing game to the whole new level, especially on that day when she's not feeling too merciful. Just remembering about it already brought shivers to her body, and a tingling sensation on her womanhood.

As Sig obeyed, Minerva placed her hands on the woman's shoulders and turned her so that her back was facing the bed, then moved in front of her. She then brought a finger under the weary blonde's chin and gently raised her head a bit. "Aww. Cheer up, my pet. I know this last week hasn't been easy, but I'm very impressed by how well you've endured. You've earned yourself a reward, my dear."

Moving her hand from Sig's chin, Minerva untied the belt of her silk robe, allowing the smooth fabric to slide down her body and completely reveal her ample breasts, before folding the robe up and set it aside. She then placed a hand on Sig's shoulder again and gave her a gently push, guiding her to sit back on foot of the bed.

Leaning down, Minerva moved her lips right by Sig's ear before practically whispering, "Just relax, and have fun." She then used her pet's shoulders to push herself to stand straight again, before starting the fun. Minerva hands slowly and gracefully moved up into the air above her head, then began to move her hips in a slow, sexy, and practically hypnotic motion. Gradually the mistress would begin to turn and spin her body, letting Sig get a nice view of her from all angles as she performed her sexy little dance.

She then turned her back to the blonde, and backed up until her rear was right against Sig's lap. Slowly she began to shake her sexy rear back and forth against her pet, even glancing over her shoulder to give her a playful wink. And finally, she turned back around and gave Sig another gentle push, this time to make her lay back on the bed. Minerva would then crawl onto the bed, straddling her body over Sig's while practically hovering over it, and grinning down seductively at her. "Are you having fun yet, my pet?"

Sig initially pouted cutely as Minerva teased her, although the mention of reward brightened her mood slightly. With her mistress then stripped herself to reveal her purest form in front of her, the blonde's body reacted and starting to get lively again. Such was the beauty of Minerva's bountiful figure.

As she was seated on the bed, Sig felt a light shiver running on her back at the whispering words of the raven haired beauty. Minerva then began to perform a little dance in a sensual manner, it was such an alluring sight, almost hypnotic, to the point she began to gradually forgot about how wrecked her body was. Excitement began to pour in instead, and Sig couldn't help but let out a soft moan as Minerva's derriere brushing and shaking her lap.

It was brief, but the blonde seemed to have fallen under her mistress' spell, as she was then pushed easily onto her back. The sight of Minerva's hovering figure and seductive smile immediately washed her mental exhaustion. Instead of pouting, her face was now decorated with an excitement and nervousness altogether.

"Y-yes... yes, mistress..." she replied meekly.

"Good." Minerva replied, leaning down to give Sig a light kiss on the lips. She then began to place several small kisses along her pet's jawline and neck as well.

It was a bit of teasing, but nothing like what she had done to Sig over the last week. The way she saw it, Minerva could just as easily have just done something to bring Sig to a quick orgasm and be done with it, but that would be denying both of them a much more fulfilling experience. Better to take some time to set the mood, as she was doing, and work into it.

But after a moment, Minerva stopped her kissing and moved to smile down at the blonde again. "Lets play another game. Don't worry, it won't be like the last one. This time there's no penalty for losing, and you're allowed to fight back." she said to reassure Sig that she had no tricks up her sleeve. "Just a fun little sparring match right here on the bed. How's that sound?"

The lithe blonde let out a couple of soft sighs as Minerva kissed her lips and several other spots around her neck. It was nothing compared to what the raven haired beauty had done to her during the punishment week, but at the moment, every little stimulation seemed to affect her in one way or another. Her body twitched slightly, and she began to start breathing a bit faster when Minerva was done with the kisses.

Sig couldn't help but to feel suspicious as her mistress mentioned about another game, although it seemed that this time there's no punishment involved. A bed wrestling sounded pretty fun, even if Minerva probably would just have her way like always. At least she was allowed to fight back, so Sig felt like maybe she could try getting back a bit at her mistress for what she had done to her.

"Yes, mistress~"

The effect of Minerva's kisses were already apparent as she looked down at Sig. And she no doubt was understanding when her pet initially seemed a bit apprehensive as Minerva spoke. But everything seemed to be alright by the end.

"Alright then." she said, bringing a finger up and lightly tapping it on Sig's nose. "Ding~" she said, imitating the ringing of a bell. But she didn't plan to actually start the spar from such an unfair position. So she climbed off of Sig and crawled on the bed on all fours, bringing herself to face her pet on the bed. "Show me what you've got, Sig." she said, still wearing her usual confident grin.

Sig smirked as Minerva tapped the nose and started their little spar, quickly rolling herself onto all fours as well to face her mistress. The raven haired beauty was a formidable wrestler without a doubt, but bed wrestling wasn't exactly the same as ring wrestling. While she wouldn't be surprised if Minerva also excelled at it, Sig did want to see how someone like her would perform in this kind of bout.

"Oh, with pleasure," the blonde grinned, her feisty side suddenly sprang up at the challenge.

Her body might not in the best condition ever to do this sort of thing, but Sig felt that it should be enough for just bed wrestling. She'd start by lunging forward, reaching for an arm of her mistress so she could try pulling the girl to the side slightly to unbalance her. From there, she was planning to push Minerva onto her back and straddle the raven haired beauty.