Glutton for Punishment

As much as she loved to dominate people, it was so much more satisfying in the end when she had to fight for it. That’s when it truly felt like she’d conquered someone. Although, that wasn’t the only reason Minerva loved that defiant look in Sig’s eyes as they stared up at her.

A woman with a weaker will might’ve surrendered then and there, though such a person also would’ve been unfit to be a pet for someone like Minerva. But not Sig. This girl was a fighter. And though there were times when that worked against the raven haired beauty and got on her nerves, in general she had to admit she loved that about the blonde.

“Very well then.” Minerva replied. “I guess I’ll just have to fix that then.” And with that, she shifted back while reaching down to grab Sig’s wrists and hold them down. The mistress would then attempt to snake her long legs around the girl’s to put her in a grapevine while stretching her legs out.

Minerva's announcement was the cue for Sig to start fighting back again. Unfortunately, she had tried and failed before, and looking to fail again for pretty much the same reason. Her squirming almost stopped the moment she felt her mistress' legs spreading her own into a grapevine position, the pain made her cried in the mixture of agony and delight.

"Ahhh...!"

“Mmm, yes. Scream for me, Sig.” Minerva said, loving the sounds Sig was making as she stretched the blonde’s legs out with the grapevine. Once again, the mistress had her pet right in her clutches, and was looking to draw yet another submission form her. And to further encourage her toward that, Minerva’s legs then spread out to stretch Sig’s even more.

She leaned her head down right by Sig’s face and licked up her cheek, before speaking softly into the girl’s ear. “Do you submit, my pet?”

"G-gaaagghh..." Sig groaned as Minerva stretched her legs further while licking her cheek and breathing her words into her ear.

Her lithe form shivered from all the sensations. The pain, the hot breath of her mistress, and the whole helplessness of her state. If only she was fresher and could endure much better than right now! She did try to last a little longer than last time, shaking her head weakly until it started getting a bit unbearable.

"M-mercyyyy, m-mistress...!"

Minerva giggled when she heard the blonde cry out her submission once again, and promptly untangled her legs from Sig’s, then gave her a light kiss on the cheek before climbing off of her. And another minute had been added to the time the girl would be spending worshipping Minerva’s perfect body.

Instead of immediately going on the attack once again as she’d done before, she elected to give Sig some time to recover. She’d even let her pull herself back up to her knees again if she could.

Sig let out a weak purr as Minerva kissed her cheek, her body was getting more and more excited with each passing second in this bed wrestling session. Despite her mistress already getting off her, the blonde had to remain on her back for a bit to catch her breath and recover. Her legs being stretched didn't help her getting back up easily either.

"Ugghh..."

Eventually, she'd roll herself sluggishly and try to get up on her knees. It's a bit surprising that Minerva allowed her that much of recovery time, but the raven haired beauty probably was just messing around with her like she always did. It shouldn't be too hard to subdue her already weakened form over and over after all, so it's only a matter off how many times her mistress wanted to do it.

The raven haired mistress watched her pet with a big grin as the blonde took her time to recover before slowly getting back up. “What’s the matter, my dear? What happened to all that feisty energy you had a little while ago?” she teased.

As much fun as it was to continue forcing her into submission one time after another, it was also fun to give her little glimmers of false hope. Sure, there was always a small chance Sig could surprise Minerva and pull something she couldn’t defend against, but what were the odds of that happening? Especially considering how worn down the girl already was. So Minerva saw no harm in toying with Sig like this, just wanting to see what the girl would do.

Sig could only gave Minera an exaggerated annoyed look at the teasing, as her mistress probably already knew the reason of her exhausted state. The blonde obviously wasn't upset, but she liked putting a show just to feed the raven haired beauty's ego.

Minerva not trying to attack her while she's getting up probably meant that she's giving Sig a "chance" to fight back. It didn't take a genius to see that she had no chance against Minerva in her current state, but that's just how the blonde liked it.

She'd then lunge forward, her hands went for the shoulders of the raven haired beauty to try pushing the girl down. With her strength already drained, Sig might not even able to make her mistress bulge even if she decided to stand still and take it, so the blonde would lean forward as well after a bit to reinforce her effort, even if it would look as if she's tired out from trying to push Minerva.

Minerva was amused by the expression that formed on Sig’s face as a result of her teasing, though there was still a hint of playfulness behind those eyes. Not that that took anything away from Minerva’s enjoyment.

When Sig lunged forward, the mistress didn’t even attempt to move out of her way as the girl’s hands came right into her shoulders. “Come on, Sig. You’ll have to try harder.” she taunted as the girl pushed, until finally Sig leaned forward and got enough weight behind her to make Minerva fall back.

“Oh my. Look how strong you are.” Minerva said in a teasing, patronizing tone, though she clearly wasn’t worried at all about the fact that Sig had tackled her down onto the mattress.

Sig just rolled her eyes at Minerva's comment, knowing fully that her mistress didn't even try to defend herself. She's on top now, however, and the blonde was planning to make use of it before the taller girl under her decided to change her mind. That was the plan, at least, because Sig found her body wasn't fully cooperating with her at the moment.

She remained lying on top of her mistress for a bit, gathering her strength while giving Minerva a defiant look. A little bit more and she probably could straddle the raven haired beauty or something...

"Ugh..."