Minerva vs Sig II

The strike stung the blonde, but Minerva was still not free from Sig’s clutches. And she understood that, despite the clear disadvantages her pet was facing, the girl was smart enough to try to act without giving Minerva ample time to continue her escape efforts. However, Sig was also correct in her assumption that Minerva wasn’t going to heed her command. Quite the opposite in fact. It seemed Sig needed to be reminded which of them was supposed to be giving the commands and who was supposed to obey them.

When Sig attempted to drive Minerva’s head down, the Danish mistress firmly held her body still, not budging despite the smaller girl’s efforts against her. And at the same time, one of Minerva’s arms reached out to coil around the back of Sig’s neck. If she could get a hold of her, she’d then try to counter Sig’s DDT attempt by lifting her up for a big and sudden vertical suplex!

"Huh...?" Sig was a bit confused as Minerva stood her ground, making her unable to execute her DDT attempt. "C-come on..." she tried to tug harder, but still to no avail.

Then to her surprise, her mistress arm reached around her neck, and the next thing she knew was her lithe form being lifted up and slammed hard to the mat! She went down with a thud, causing the crowds to cheer from the action. The slam from Minerva was something else considering their physical differences. For the time being, Sig was left dazed and disoriented as she lied sprawled on the mat, panting slightly.

"Ughh... w-what was that..."

Minerva was all grins again as she sat up after planting Sig down with a big suplex. It hadn’t been unwise of the blonde to attempt to spike the Danish amazon down onto her royal skull. Had it worked, it likely would’ve made her quite vulnerable. But as things stood, Minerva had Sig right where she wanted her.

“Nice try, my dear.” she said while scooting toward the German’s head, which she’d then lift up off the mat while trying to snake her long and powerful legs around it. If all went according to plan, she’d tie them around Sig’s head and neck and start to squeeze her with a figure four headscissor.

Sig was kinda used to be slammed by Minerva by now, but it didn't really lessen the impact when it's done out of blue like that. While she's struggling to get up, she could feel her mistress lifted up her head slightly, before coiling her long and toned legs around it. She reached for the legs, but there's little she could do as Minerva locked the figure four headscissor.

"Unnghh...!" the blonde grunted and squirmed, her struggle rubbed herself on Minerva's inner thighs, and a bit of the raven haired beauty's crotch too. "Mmmggg... lllmmm... ggo..."

“What was that? I couldn’t quite understand.” Minerva teased while squeezing Sig’s head between her strong thighs. And as the blonde squirmed about, the girl’s head rubbed itself over the mistress’ inner thighs and crotch, eliciting a purr from her lips.

“Mmm, that feels nice~” she cooed, then began to slowly push her hips back and forth, grinding up against the back of Sig’s head while continuing to squeeze her with the scissor hold. Of course, despite the message Minerva wanted to send by dominating her pet tonight, she didn’t want it to end too quickly either. So she eased up just a bit, but didn’t release it just yet.

Minerva eased the hold after a while, but Sig was still pretty much trapped in it. She squirmed again after getting some breather, trying to renew her struggle and free herself from the legs of her mistress. It's going to be a futile effort without a doubt, but she loved fighting the raven haired beauty even if she stood no chance at all, and Minerva without a doubt enjoyed her vain struggle as well as it'd give her the sense of control she liked. It's a win win situation.

"L-let me gooo..." the blonde croaked, trying to loosen the legs of Minerva while she did. "Nnnghh..."

What was that? Minerva could’ve sworn that Sig just had the audacity to try to tell her what to do! Not that she didn’t understand what the blonde had been attempting to say seconds ago, but now that it was loud and clear, it needed to be addressed.

“It seems you’ve forgotten your place again. You aren’t the one giving orders here, my pet! If you want something, you better beg for it!” Minerva said before suddenly cranking on the pressure again. Was she really angry? No. In fact, she was quite enjoying being able to dominate the blonde like this in the ring again. “Now, is there something you’d like to say?” Minerva asked through a wicked grin, then waited to see if the blonde would properly beg her this time.

"Gaagghh...!" Sig groaned as Minerva scolded her and cranked the hold again in response to her demand, her fingers almost dug onto the raven haired beauty's flesh as she found breathing a difficult task once again. "P-plff..."

She just couldn't loosen those strong legs from around her head no matter how hard she tried, which only gave her one option in order to get some sort of relief from the crushing sensation. The grin of Minerva was met by Sig's weakened gaze, and it wasn't long before she complied.

"P-Please... let me go... mistress... ugghh..." she pleaded.

Now that was more like it. Minerva’s grin widened as her pet struggled and begged. This match may have been barely a minute old, if that, yet already she had such total control over Sig that if she really wanted, she could likely force the girl to submit with very little effort. But where would the fun be in that?

“Hmm... Very well.” the mistress said, then uncoiled her legs from around Sig’s neck and stood back up. The Dane strode over to her pet’s legs, then grabbed one and tucked it under her arm, before attempting to roll the girl over into a single leg boston crab.

Minerva decided to let Sig go now that she had begged her. But not for too long at all. While she was still groaning and nursing her sore neck, the raven haired beauty already picked her again, seizing her leg this time to put her into a single legged boston crab. Sig tried to roll away, but obviously her late reaction only did her no good. The little squirming she did in an attempt to make it difficult for Minerva to lock the hold didn't provide a significant amount of resistance either as she ended up trapped all the same.

"Nnnghh...! N-no..." she groaned, trying to crawl towards the ropes despite the odds.