Sig's Reward

This was more like it. After navigating her way out of several different holds now, Minerva had Sig pinned and defenseless, using her tongue to exert her dominance over the blonde’s mouth. And as her pet moaned into the kiss and squirmed, the mistress’ lips curled into a smirk.

And then, seemingly out of nowhere, the kiss came to an abrupt end as Minerva pulled back from the kiss and climbed off of Sig. Once again she backed away form the woman on all fours, giving her a devilish smirk while waiting for her to get back up again. “Ready for the next round?~” she asked with a playful tone.

Minerva certainly hadn’t enjoyed that chain of holds Sig had applied nearly as much as Sig herself had, but she had to admit it was more than a little amusing to see her expression every time momentum was pulled out from under her. And of course, Minerva had no doubt the small bits of stimulation she was providing every time she regained control were having an effect that would only continue to build as time went on.

Sig gasped as Minerva brought the kissing, her body bucked slightly when her mistress got off her abruptly. The raven haired beauty seemed really liking the cat and mouse game very much, just messing around with her instead of going for the win. Then again, there was no winning condition set on this spar.

Minerva's teasing had been, without a doubt, keeping her arousal on check. It's probably among the reason why the table had been overturned fairly easy each times. Even as she rolled over to get on her knees again, she could feel her body getting slightly heavier.

"Of course," she replied with a dry smirk before lunging forward again, looking to tackle Minerva down with a rugby style charge. "Hyahh!"

The fact that no conditions for victory had been made was a design meant to work in Minerva’s favor. This way she could pin Sig down as long as she wanted, or keep her trapped in her clutches with a hold for however long she wanted. And in the event that Sig managed to get the upper hand, Minerva could use as much time as needed to find a way to turn things around.

When Sig charged toward her, Minerva held out her arms and caught the blonde as she ran into her, the impact once again pushing the raven haired mistress onto her back with her pet on top of her. But almost as soon as she fell back onto the mattress, Minerva smirked up at Sig while moving both of her hands grab a hold of the woman’s breasts.

No doubt this would probably be a relatively easy situation for Sig to escape, but still, giving her some extra stimulation in the meantime could make things easier for Minerva in the long run. At least in theory, anyway.

It's not too surprising to see Minerva welcomed her with an open arms, considering that there wasn't too much room to move around on the bed. As she took her mistress down, Sig initially thought that she could try mounting the raven haired beauty again, but as soon as she got up, she found Minerva's hands grabbed her breasts.

"Ouh...!" the blonde moaned and arched herself slightly, distracted from her initial plan as she tried to pry away her mistress' hands from her chest.

It almost seemed that her orbs didn't want to part ways with Minerva's hands, though. After a week of sexual torture, even something like breasts groping seemed quite irresistible to pass on. Even if it's just for seconds, her body seemed to crave all the pleasure it could get, no matter how frustrating it'd be in the end...

It almost seemed as if Minerva’s hands had put Sig into some sort of hypnotic trance. The sight made the mistress giggle as she began to move her palms and fingers around over Sig’s soft orbs, her fingers lightly digging into her flesh. “Mmmm~ How’s that feel, Sig?” she asked, though just the expression on the blonde’s face was more than enough to answer the rhetorical question.

MInerva’s legs then moved up and attempted to coil themselves around Sig’s waist, like a python moving in position to crush the life out of its victim. And then she would cross her ankles over each other to lock her legs in place, and squeeze her thighs. It wasn’t quite as powerful a squeeze as she was capable of delivering, definitely leaving room to increase the pressure if she saw fit.

Still, it would certainly be enough to at least inflict some pain. And all the while, Minerva would never take her hands off of her pet’s breasts, testing to see if she could keep her in that euphoric trance while inflicting pain to the woman at the same time.

"Auughh..." Sig's response was a weak groan that mixed with her moaning as Minerva's legs trapped and squeezed her waist.

The blonde's mind was split, unable to decide which hold she should release first, her mistress' legs, or hands. Eventually, the pain gave more incentive for her to start prying Minerva's legs, but with the raven beauty's hands expertly stimulating her breasts, her efforts were significantly hindered.

Her lithe figure arched slightly more, pressing her breasts into the hands of Minerva while she still trying to release the scissoring on her midsection. Her expression was a mixture of agony and ecstasy as she writhed weakly within her mistress' grasps. Sig could feel her strength gradually being driven away from her body, making her effort to release herself weaker the longer she was trapped within Minerva's grip.

It's such a lovely feeling.

Sig’s groan drew a chuckle from her mistress as Minerva squeezed her between her powerful legs. The blonde’s hands came onto Minerva’s legs to try to pull them apart, but she could tell how much her hands were affecting her efforts, and smirked as Sig’s arched, pressing her breasts against the raven haired woman’s hands.

Her hips began to swing back and forth from side to side, bringing Sig’s cute figure right along with them. Minerva would then swing her hips one final time, attempting to bring the blonde down onto the mattress, still applying the scissor with her thighs while caressing her breasts in her hands.

“What’s the matter, darling? Having some trouble getting out?” Minerva teased, giggling again while watching the strength and energy being sapped right out of Sig’s body in her clutches.

The swinging motion from side to side that Minerva did further add the disruption to Sig's effort, making her almost like a string doll that danced along whenever her mistress' wished. The raven haired beauty then brought her down while still scissoring her, drawing another frustrated groan from the blonde. She knew she could do better than this under normal circumstances.

Right now the hands of Minerva felt so comfy on her breasts that she didn't even bother to deal with it even if they were probably the main reason why she couldn't fight back properly. The thought of herself being trapped and teased effortlessly like this only turned her on further than anything else, which obviously only made her attempt to get out getting less and less effective.

"G-gahh..!" Sig writhed around helplessly while still trying to pry Minerva's legs off her body.

Minerva hummed while continuing to control Sig in her grasp, enjoying the sight of her writhing pet. She had no doubt the blonde could find a way out of this if she dealt with Minerva's hands. But considering all the stimulation Sig had been forced to endure over the last week, she knew how good even the slightest bit of stimulation now had to feel.

Seeking to take as much advantage of that as she possibly could, Minerva began to play with Sig's breasts in her hands even more aggressively, all the while continuing to squeeze the life out of her with her thighs. She would keep this up for several moments, only to once again abruptly release Sig from her clutches, acting as if the woman's arms had just suddenly managed to pull her legs off of her with ease.

Minerva uncoiled her legs and retracted her hands from Sig's body, then simply chuckled while looking at the woman with a sly smirk. She knew the blonde would be able to tell Minerva had just released her intentionally, but that didn't matter. She had been driving Sig closer and closer to the edge of her sexual endurance, and she knew now it would only be a matter of time before her teasing would become too much for Sig's body to handle.

Sig almost looked like a fish out of water for a bit as Minerva continued to torment her with both her stimulation and scissoring, her body squirming for freedom to no avail. Compared to the previous position where her mistress only smothered and kissed her, the raven haired beauty did apply a mixture of pain and pleasure to the blonde this time, poking her arousal towards the edge more effectively.

She hadn't quite reached the dangerous height of ecstasy yet when Minerva decided to release her, although it was pretty close. Sig gasped and panted as the legs of her mistress coiled away from her lithe form, looking rather exhausted and aroused at the same time. She couldn't move around too much for a bit, her body felt hot and sluggish after that last hold, which kinda surprised her considering she normally could endure much more than this. The toll that she took during that punishment week seemed to be worse than what she expected.

The blonde would slowly try to roll herself around, wanting to get on her hands and knees again. She's probably forcing herself here, not really ready to give in completely to her mistress yet. That, or she just wanted to be toyed around more by the raven haired beauty. There didn't seem like a significant difference there.