SIG vs Minerva - Collar Match

"Mmm!" Sig's only response was quickly muffled under the ass of Minerva who'd proceed to rub her round derriere all over her features. "Mmmbbmmmp!"

Soon her protests were turned into moans as the taller girl groped her breasts, teasing and massaging it at her leisure. Her lithe form wriggling cutely under Minerva, her legs kicking at nothing as she did exaggerate her reaction for a little show.

Minerva laughed as Sig struggled beneath her, but the raven haired beauty stayed comfortably on her seat. And the woman's moans sent wonderful vibrations right into her backside.

After several moments, she kept her hands on Sig's breasts, but lifted her rump enough to allow the blonde to breathe again. "Ready to give up yet?" she asked. But instead of waiting for an answer, Minerva then immediately sat her butt right back on her face again.

Her hands then stopped massaging her trapped foe's breasts, and her fingers instead started to tease Sig's nipples through her bikini top. "Moan again for me." she commanded, though the chances were Sig would likely do so even if she hadn't been told to.

Sig could barely gasp for air as Minerva slided her ass off her face, so answering the girl's taunt was something she couldn't do. Not that the taller girl seemed to care from the look of it. The moment the raven haired beauty's fingers found her nipples, she twitched and bucked slightly, her buds were already hardened and poking through their covers.

Her moaning, as well as any other sound she made only came as muffled noises. While breath play wasn't really something she could enjoy thoroughly, the fact that Minerva was doing as she pleased to her body was a huge turn on, and her dampened spot on her bikini bottom seemed to grow despite not being touched. Her kicking legs were eventually tired out, wiggling around cutely on the mat instead.

"Mmmmhh..."

"Mmm, that's it." Minerva purred, wiggling her ass a bit as Sig let out more muffled moans into it. And a chuckle escaped her lips as the woman's bucking and kicking soon turned to wiggling at the touch of her fingers against her nipples.

"One…Two…Three." Minerva then said, counting out loud as if she were going for a pin. Of course, there were no pinfalls in a match like this, but it was an amusing way for her to taunt Sig, while emphasizing the extent of the control she had over her opponent.

And then just as she'd done with the previous hold, Minerva then abruptly released Sig and stood back up, even backing away a bit to give her a moment to catch her breath. "I hope you're not done already. I'm only just starting to have my fun with you."

Sig could only lie down and squirm helplessly as Minerva taunted her with that faux pinfall count, as it'd take a miracle for her to be able to lift the taller girl off her. When her opponent finally got off her and allowed her some breathing space, she quickly sucked as much air as she could, panting heavily while having a rather weary look on her face.

She groaned and rolled onto all four sluggishly, her body felt rather heavy after that smothering session. Minerva clearly taking it easy on her now, not really closing down on her or shifting from one hold to the other as quick as before. The blonde clicked her tongue, but knew full well that there's little she could do about it at the moment.

"H-hmphh... Don't get too cocky yet, hun..." she hissed while starting to raise herself to her feet.

Still wearing her sadistic smirk, Minerva watched as her victim rolled onto her hands and knees. "Good to see you're already getting used to bowing to me." she said tauntingly.

As Sig hissed out her defiant words, Minerva gave a small laugh and casually rested her hands on her hips. "If you think I shouldn't be cocky, go ahead and give me a reason not to be." The raven haired beauty stood right where she was, giving Sig a free chance to show what, if anything, she had left in her.

Her cheeks slightly blushing at the taunt, but it wasn't really shame or anything. Sig was the type who got excited whenever she's being subdued, but she's not going to give Minerva the bragging rights yet. Seeing the girl just posed a couple of feet from her kinda made her wanted to jump in to tackle the raven haired beauty, despite the fact that it wasn't the best idea considering their posture difference and her current condition.

Ah, what the hell.

Adjusting her breath for a bit, the blonde charged forward. It's not really an act of frustration or anything, though. Sig just didn't feel like giving the match a damn at this point. Minerva had been manhandling her for the last couple of minutes or so, and her chances to come out on top was probably pretty slim. Now she's just going to do anything by instinct.

The lithe blonde swung her arm, aiming a clothesline to Minerva's chest. Her arm, just like the rest of her body, might not be in the best condition, but she couldn't really care less. At the very least, she knew she's not going to break her arm by hitting her taller opponent, unless the girl's body was made of iron or something.

"Hyaahh!"

Minerva simply stood and watched, her smug expression never changing as Sig shouted out and charged forward. And the shorter woman's arm then crashed into Minerva's chest with a smack, causing Minerva to briefly wince.

The hit stung, though it would have been much more effective if her arm was in better condition. As it was, Minerva only stumbled back a mall step in reaction to the impact. Her wicked smirk then returned as her hand came to lightly brush over the spot on her chest Sig had hit. "My turn again."

She quickly shot her right hand out, aiming a powerful knife-edge chop right above Sig's breasts, hoping to blast her with enough of an impact to knock her off her feet.

Minerva actually allowed herself to be hit. Given the result that happened afterwards, it probably shouldn't have been surprising. The taller girl winced and stumbled backwards slightly, but that was all. Sig, on the other hand, felt a sting on her arm as well, and had a rather bewildered expression as she realized that she probably did as much harm as an ant to her opponent.

Before she could react, Minerva's hand struck her cleavage, hitting her with some force it made her fell on her knees, before rolling to the ground to hold her sore chest. The blonde let out an agonized cry, and half a moan as well.

"Owww... that hurtss so good..." she muttered while clutching her chest, grimacing.

As much as it amused Minerva to see the bewildered expression on Sig's cute face, the loud smack of her hand against the woman's chest that sent her down was even better. She stood over her victim, watching her cradle her wounded chest.

Kneeling down, she set Sig up in a sitting position once again. Minerva then snaked one leg to hook around Sig's, while her left arm wrapped around her foe's right arm. From there she would roll over and pull the blonde onto her back, before draping a leg over her neck to synch in a grounded octopus hold.

And once again, the fingers of Minerva's free hand would then move between Sig's legs. They would press right up against her wet bikini bottom and start to rub over her sex. "You're loving this, aren't you? Tell me just how good it feels."