Glutton for Punishment

Minerva grunted again as Sig flashed her that little grin of hers after sending her into the corner. Her pet seemed to be getting pretty confident. There had been moments like this in their past spars, but mostly because Minerva had just been toying with Sig. Now the blonde’s confidence was much more warranted, considering Minerva was holding nothing back and Sig was still keeping control. Regardless of her injuries, that needed to change, and fast.

Quickly the short distance between mistress and pet was closed, and Sig’s body pressed up against Minerva’s while she moved the tall woman’s arms around the ropes to tie her up where she was. And the force pushing against her also pressed her back nice and firmly against the turnbuckles, causing her to wince in pain once again.

Hoping to overpower the blonde, even in her weakened state, Minerva attempted to uncoil her arms from the ropes and push forward against Sig’s. With her body in the shape it was, she certainly wouldn’t be able to drive her pet back quite as easily as normal. But she wanted to prove, both to herself and Sig, that even now her pet was outmatched in terms of physical strength.

Even not in her full fitness, it seemed that Minerva was still stronger than her physically. That wasn't too surprising at all, although Sig felt that her mistress probably put more extra effort than she normally did when overpowering her. That was enough to amuse her.

"Nngh... I guess you're not that hurt..." she teased.

The blonde didn't really put too much effort in trying to stop Minerva's pushing, as she had something else in her mind. After a couple steps or so, Sig would drop herself to the mat, hoping to disrupt raven haired beauty's balance, before shifting herself a bit and swipe her mistress' legs with one of her own, aiming to trip the taller girl to the ground.

“Like I said... No need to be so concerned.” Minerva retorted as she pushed back against Sig. She wasn’t sure how much the blonde was fighting back, but she was at least confirming to herself she could still overpower her pet in her condition. That reassurance calmed her down a bit. Her power game was her most dangerous asset, after all. As long as she still held that, she could remain confident.

However, Sig wasn’t just going to let herself get pushed all the way across the ring. And after taking a couple steps out away from the corner, suddenly the woman shifted out from in front of Minerva, and the raven haired beauty’s long legs went right out from under her, causing her to stumble over onto the mat. “Ugh!”

"We'll see about that, eh?" Sig giggled after she brought down Minerva with the leg sweep.

She quickly rolled to her knees before attempting to sit on the back of her mistress, wanting to secure an advantageous position after that trip. Perhaps she could take advantage of the weakened state of Minerva and control her from this position with the hold she had in mind.

Her plan was to grab the arms of the raven haired beauty, and drap them over her legs before she'd pull the upper half of Minerva backwards, one of her hands holding the taller girl's chin, while the other was latched on one of those bountiful orbs. A balance of pain and some sensuality was always good, as it might distract Minerva to fight back properly.

Minerva had finally gotten her head straight enough in this spar that she could start thinking clearly about her tactics, rather than just recklessly lash out in frustration. But, it seemed it might’ve happened just a bit too late. Minerva was taken down to the mat, and Sig was already looking to take advantage as she climbed onto her back.

Being put in a camel clutch was perhaps one of the worst things that could happen to Minerva at this point, considering how banged up her back was already. But that’s exactly what happened as the blonde then pulled her arms up over her thighs. “Aagh!” she shouted in pain, her legs kicking against the mat repeatedly as the hold was locked in. Fortunately, only one hand went to pull on her chin to bend her back even further in the hold. The other, however, moved to grab onto one of her voluptuous breasts, causing a small blush to form as pleasure mixed with pain.

Putting someone in a hold like this was exhilarating for Minerva, but she certainly didn’t get the same kind of enjoyment from being on the receiving end of it. A small sense of humiliation ran through her at the knowledge that to this point Sig had managed to keep firm control, despite Minerva having thoroughly dominated her pet on several occasions.

“Ugh! Let...go!” she barked out through grit teeth while trying to pull her legs underneath her, so she could at least make an attempt at powering herself up to a vertical base. It would be difficult with Sig on her back, but that wouldn’t stop her from at least trying.

"Mmmh..." Sig purred as she heard Minerva's cry of pain, arching herself slightly and pulled her mistress' upper half slightly further to the back. "Oh, you're not telling me that this is too much, aren't you, mistress~" the blonde teased, speaking so closely to the ear of the raven haired beauty, before flicking her tongue at Minerva's ear.

She couldn't see the expression of her mistress, unfortunately, but Sig imagined that Minerva was probably quite embarrassed being teased like this by her own pet. The blonde herself felt a sense of thrill that she hadn't felt for a while now. Minerva always dominated her after all, so being able to return the favor once in a while like this felt great for her.

Her hand would start massaging the breast of her mistress while her thumb and index finger occasionally rubbed the nipple teasingly. Minerva was trying to do something with her leg, but Sig didn't really care about it at the moment, thinking that she could at least slow down her mistress this way. What's the fun in being control all the time, after all?

"Feel free to give if you feel that it's too much... Although I do want to hear you beg~" the blonde replied, finishing her statement with a blow of air to into the ear of her mistress.

“Gah!” Minerva gasped out as Sig pulled back on the hold, further bending the tall woman’s wounded back with her hold. The words spoken right into Minerva’s ear added insult to injury, and a shiver ran up her aching spine as Sig’s tongue flicked out at her ear. But it didn’t end there, as the blonde’s hand then began to massage her breast while teasing her nipple, eliciting a faint moan from the trapped amazon.

The pain being inflicted on her back was intense, and Sig’s teasing wasn’t making it any easier to fight her way out of it. Minerva even started to consider tapping out and surrendering this spar to the blonde. But those last words from Sig reignited the tall woman’s resolve. She shuddered at the feeling of Sig blowing into her ear, then growled out, “I...don’t...beg!”

Luckily, the blonde hadn’t done anything to stop Minerva from adjusting her legs, and so she continued gathering them under herself until she could pull herself up to her knees. Profoundly thankful her legs weren’t damaged like her upper body, she’d then push up to get one foot solidly planted on the mat, followed by the other shortly after. Minerva would keep her arms hooked around Sig’s legs to keep her from jumping off, and if she made it back up to her feet, she’d then move backward as fast as she could into the nearest corner, aiming to slam Sig right up against it.

"Of course you don't..." Sig teased as she heard Minerva's growl. "What kind of mistress would beg her pet after all, right?"

The raven haired beauty increased her effort to get up, but the blonde was having too much fun messing around with her mistress that she didn't make too much effort to stop the taller girl apart from keeping her hold tight. Eventually, Minerva managed to stand up, a bit to Sig's surprise, and by the time the blonde decided to hop off her mistress, she found out her legs were being held to prevent her from doing so. Uh-oh.

"Gaah!" it was Sig's turn to groan as her back was slammed to the corner by Minerva soon enough, and her arms would uncoil themselves from her mistress' figure, hung by the top ropes as she slumped at the turnbuckle. "Ooohh... that's... more like it..." she moaned.

Minerva knew that Sig was just teasing with her words, but that didn’t make them any less true. What kind of mistress would she be if she’d brought her pet into the ring to punish her, only to end up begging for mercy? Injuries or not, she also knew Sig would never let her hear the end of it. She simply could not allow that to happen.

The strain put on Minerva as she fought against Sig’s hold to stand back up was quite painful, but still she managed to stand back up to her feet. And seconds later, she was driving her pet right back into the corner, causing the hold to finally be released as the blonde’s arms now hang loosely over the top ropes.

Panting as she turned to face Sig, she brought her hand to cup the blonde’s chin while she glared down into her eyes. “I hope you had fun with that. Because playtime’s over now.” To emphasize the point, Minerva moved her free hand down between Sig’s legs then attempted to scoop her up and hoist her into the air. She’d then turn back around to face the center of the ring, before trying to throw the blonde down onto her back.

Minerva seemed to regain her dominant role again after spending several minutes being on the receiving end. Sig blushed slightly and smirked in excitement as her mistress glared and said her line, as if she's been waiting for this moment to come. To drive her point home, the raven haired beauty wasted no time to let her recover, scooping her lithe form up in the air before slamming the blonde hard on the mat to cause a thumping noise.

"Ough...!!" Sig half moaned and lied sprawled on the mat, her body rolled weakly to the side.

Her body felt a little stunned after crashing against the corner and now the canvas, but it's quite delicious instead of painful if she had to say. Sig wasn't about to let Minerva had her way completely yet, though, wanting to see just how serious her mistress was with her words. Under a normal condition, that might be true, but this wasn't one of those situations. The blonde would lie still and pretend as if she's really hurt from the consecutive slams, while planning to swipe her mistress' legs when she felt that the raven haired beauty was in range.