The Wicked Game

Time sure flew fast sometimes. Since their first meeting in the AFW gym, it's now had been a little over a year since Sig stayed with Minerva. It's been a colorful year to say the least, much more than what she expected. Her wrestling career seemed to take off as well since their match, which was their debut. She's been getting quite a lot of matches, some were great ones too, regardless of result. Meeting Minerva seemed to be quite a blessing for her, if she had to admit, even if her status was just a pet of the woman. That wasn't bad at all either, actually.

Lately, however, both of them had been quite busy with their career, and there wasn't too much time for them to be together. Sig couldn't help but to miss her mistress a bit, which was why she was pretty excited as they got to spend some time together today. Minerva told her to wait in a gym where they'd play a special game, and Sig had to say that she's been pretty thrilled just from hearing that alone. While leaning against one of the turnbuckles in the ring inside the gym, naked, her mind was running wild with all sorts of imaginations. What made her mistress took so long to arrive, though?

Never even once had it occurred to Minerva just how long Sig had been staying with her. Her mind had only been focused on the important tasks before her, especially during recent weeks. She had been participating in numerous matches, and so had Sig. That in and of itself was no issue. Sig was a wrestler, after all. But these weren’t just ordinary bouts. Hentai matches. POW matches. Things that had allowed other women to be just as intimate with Sig as Minerva had been. The Danish mistress would likely never go as far as to admit to jealousy on her part, but the way she saw it, enough had happened that Sig’s loyalty to her needed to be confirmed.

While Sig was waiting in the ring as instructed, Minerva had just finished taking a shower, and was now in her room lightly coating her body with a special aphrodisiac lotion. Once her pet had taken a few good whiffs of its scent, getting her into a submissive state would be like taking candy from a baby. At least, in theory. One Minerva was quite eager to test out.

She placed a light, blue silk robe over herself, then walked down the stairs and through the halls, before finally opening the doors to her private gym and walking in. Once she saw the naked blonde in the ring, Minerva grinned while climbing in to join her. Moving to stand in the middle of the ring, the dark haired beauty brought her hands to her hips while her eyes scanned Sig’s form up and down. “Mm. It’s been quite a while since we’ve last stood in here together, hasn’t it?”

The sight of her mistress entering the gym was enough to send a bit of chills on Sig's naked back. She smiled meekly, feeling like it's been so long since she saw her mistress so close to herself like this. That expression of hers, her tall figure, her confident pose, her scent... Something told her that Minerva smelt a bit different today. A new perfume? It didn't seem like a big deal for now, though.

"Indeed, mistress~" she grinned. "We should make up for all those times not seeing each other today, shouldn't wee?" the blonde teased a bit.

She was excited about the game they're going to play, but above all, she's just excited to be able to play with Minerva again. Her body had been missing the woman's touch so much, even if she had been spoiled by some other girls in AFW. Everyone had a different way of dealing with a girl's body, which was why Minerva's touch would remain unique to her despite all the fun she had with her other colleagues.

Minerva chuckled at Sig’s words, but didn’t answer them directly. At least, not just yet. Instead, she walked to the corner opposite the one the blonde was standing in, and removed her robe, revealing her glorious body. She draped the robe over the steel ring post, then strode back in front of Sig once again.

Leaning her head down to bring her face closer to Sig’s, Minerva brought a finger under the girl’s chin to tilt it so their eyes would be looking right into each other. “Yes, I agree wholeheartedly. But, there’s just one issue to discuss first. Are you still loyal to me, my pet?”

Sig licked her lips as she watched Minerva undressed herself across her. She just couldn't get enough of the sight of her mistress' voluptuous figure regardless how many times she had seen it. The blonde took that as a cue to step forward towards the center of the ring where she'd meet Minerva, still smiling in excitement.

"Hmm? Of course I am, mistress. Why do you ask?" she seemed to be a bit puzzled by the question.

To find that Minerva was doubting her loyalty was something Sig found a bit surprising. Then again, they hadn't had the chance to see each other as often as they used to, so maybe her mistress' doubt was somewhat justified. Sig herself never really thought of parting from the raven haired beauty to this day, as she thought that it'd be the woman that'd cast her aside first one day. Her status as a pet aside, Minerva hadn't really mistreated her to the point she wanted to leave after all. In fact, it's the woman's occasional abuse that kept her wanting to stay close to her.

Minerva likely would’ve known instantly if the blonde was lying, but nothing in Sig’s voice or expression gave any reason to doubt the sincerity of her words. That pleased Minerva. But to be on the safe side, she intended to make certain of it, just in case.

“Because it’s something a mistress must know.” Minerva answered with a smile. She brought a hand up to caress Sig’s cheek for a moment, bringing her hand back to her hip and standing up straight, looking down at the blonde again.

“I believe I called you here for a little game, yes? The rules are simple. You and I are going to spar. If you win, I will release you from my service.” She was quite curious to see how Sig would react to that stipulation. Though Minerva was fully confident in herself, that was still a lot to gamble on one spar.

Sig's cheeks blushed slightly as Minerva's hand caressed it. The moment she heard about the stipulation of today's game, however, her eyes widened slightly and she had a puzzled expression o her face. Given their previous experiences, Minerva was always able to subdue her rather easily in the end, so why bother putting up such a high stake?

She found herself having a mixed reaction to this situation. Even if she somehow managed to win and claim her freedom, without a doubt she'd miss Minerva, as there was no other girl who could dominate her in the way the raven haired beauty did as far as her experiences went. Of course, being free meant that it's possible for her to have fun with more leisure, but still she felt that something would be missing. Perhaps after all these times she had became a little attached to Minerva.

"Have you finally got bored of me, mistress?" the blonde gave the woman a childish pout, although her expression then turned into something more mischievous. "You sure you won't regret this later on?"

Her chances were pretty slim to come out on top, but Sig knew she had troubled Minerva on more than one occasions in a fight. With a bit of luck, who knew if she could finally win against her mistress for once? Something told her that Minerva probably was just messing around with her, though.

Minerva could easily see how surprised and perplexed the blonde was once the rules of the game had been laid out. But she tried to read further into Sig’s expression, hoping to gauge how much of her surprise was out of a genuine longing to be free of Minerva’s ownership. And yet, even though the Dane was no mind reader, she saw nothing that would indicate Sig wished to leave her. In fact, it might’ve even been the opposite.

“Of course not, my dear.” Minerva answered with a chuckle, in response to both questions. “I just figured it might make things interesting. After all, you should know by now you don’t stand a chance anyway~” she said teasingly. Though in her mind, Minerva knew that Sig should not be taken too lightly. After all, the girl had picked up a good amount of in ring experience recently. And the fact that the two had wrestled each other multiple times only meant the German knew her better than she would most other opponents. Who knows? Perhaps Sig really could present a serious challenge.

But, confident that wouldn’t be the case, Minerva bent her knees a bit and held up her hands. “Lets begin.” she said, before inching closer to Sig so she could lash out with her arms to try to initiate a lockup with her pet.

"Hmmph," Sig snorted as Minerva made her arrogant remark about her not having a chance. "Yes, let's," she grinned, bringing her arms up as well to lock up with the raven haired beauty.

She already knew that her mistress would easily overpowered her, but the blonde was quite eager to feel Minerva's domination after a while that she didn't really care about it. It's not like being beaten at the strength contest meant defeat anyways. There were ways to turn it around, and Sig had experiences to do that.

"Hnnngg..." she began to push Minerva, leaning forward while doing so to add a bit more weight to her effort.

Due to their height difference, her head was now a bit closer to the woman's chest. That's when she thought she felt a bit strange. The scent of what she presumed of Minerva's new perfume seemed to tickle something inside her. She had been pretty excited to face her mistress so she didn't really notice anything different yet as it was, and decided to brush the thought and have fun instead.

Minerva was amused by the fact that Sig so readily accepted the lockup. Surely the blonde must’ve known she had no chance of overpowering her. Either she somehow hadn’t learned that lesson from any of their previous encounters, or she simply didn’t care. Though Minerva knew her pet was no fool, so she presumed it was likely the latter. And that meant she was practically offering herself to be dominated, a notion the mistress was more than happy to oblige.

But first, she waited a moment to see how Sig would react to getting her first up close smell of the substance Minerva had covered herself with moments ago. Though Sig didn’t give much immediate reaction, it did seem to distract her, at least momentarily. Minerva took it as a sign it was working, which made her chuckle a bit.

She momentarily stepped one foot back, acting as if Sig had somehow managed to start driving her back. “Oh my. It seems all your matches have made you quite strong, my dear~” she said teasingly and sarcastically, before suddenly pushing forward with all her might, aiming to drive Sig straight back into one of the corners and press right up against her to keep the girl pinned there.