SIG vs Minerva - Collar Match

Still hurt from the strike that she received seconds ago, Sig was easily set into a sitting position again by Minerva, who would start arranging the blonde to her liking. She felt the raven haired beauty's leg snaking one of her own, while the other was draped on her neck. By the time she realized what was happening, her lithe form was already trapped by the octopus hold of Minerva.

"Nnghhh...!" the blonde groaned and squirmed within the grasps of her opponent, and her body would once again twitch cutely when she felt the fingers of the raven haired beauty teasing her wet spot again. "Ahhmm..."

Sig couldn't answer the taunt immediately as her body and mind was a bit too occupied by the mixture of pain and pleasure that's spreading through her captured form at the same time. She moaned instead, her squirming almost made her lower half humping Minerva's fingers on purpose.

"Ohhh... soo g-gooodd..." she'd say between her moaning, although it's more like she's talking to herself rather than answering her captor.

Minerva continued to stretch Sig out with the hold and finger her barely-covered pussy, enjoying the sounds she was giving off in response. She didn't need to answer Minerva directly for her to know Sig was in paradise and agony at the same time.

The raven haired beauty knew she was rapidly driving her straight to the edge, and she seemed bound to be sent right over it at any moment. But Minerva still wanted to torture her prey some more.

So she'd wait until just when it seemed Sig couldn't take anymore, and then she'd once again suddenly untangle herself form the woman and back away, denying her sweet release.

Writhing within Minerva's hold, Sig could feel herself getting close to the edge of ecstasy. Her bikini bottom was almost soaked from the teasing, while her body already felt like it was on fire. The blonde bucked herself from time to time, trying to get more of that sweet sensation on her sex, only to find herself being released by Minerva just when she thought she'd be driven past the point of no return.

"H-haah...?" she blurted and gasped, seemingly confused at what just happening.

Being denied a release made Sig groaned and writhed in frustration, but she'd eventually try to pick herself up on her knees. She doubted that her struggling made Minerva released her, which could only mean one thing. The taller girl did it on purpose, for a reason she's not too sure about. Did the girl want to break her sexually? Overwhelming her with pleasure to the point she could barely think of anything else? Sig could feel a shiver running on her back just from thinking about it.

Sig had figured out Minerva's intention, but it seemed it was too late. The raven haired woman had already broken her down physically, and was well on her way to doing the same sexually.

As her prey pulled herself to her knees, Minerva began to slowly walk in a circle around her, as if trying to figure out which part of the woman to pick apart next. "What's the matter? Where you expecting something else?" she teased, before reaching down to grab Sig's arm and yank her to her feet.

She then tried to throw the blonde into the nearest corner before slowly approaching, the sadistic nature of her intentions reflecting just in her smirk alone. "Don't worry. If you behave yourself, I just might give you what you want."

Sig bit her lower lips at Minerva's teasing, not ready to admit that she did expect her opponent to force an orgasm out of her back then. The taller girl then yanked her arm, forcing her to stand up before whipping her to the nearest corner before she could do anything about it. Sig's back crashed against the turnbuckle and her arms would hang onto the top ropes as her body slumped against the corner.

She could only watch as Minerva slowly approaching her with that wicked expression on her face. Her cheeks warmed up and blushed at the sight, and she gulped as the distance between them got closer and closer. Before the raven haired beauty could reach her, though, Sig would push herself off the corner in a bold attempt to take down her opponent by throwing her lithe form onto Minerva's. If you didn't succeed at first, try, try again. It might still be futile, but Sig wasn't about to go down without a fight.

"Make me!"

As Minerva slowly advanced forward, Sig suddenly rushed forward at Minerva in a reckless charge. Brave, but foolish. As the blonde threw herself at Minerva, the raven haired beauty let the blonde crash into her, but wrapped her long arms around the woman's toro to trap her in a bear hug as she made contact.

"Be careful what you ask for." she said, squeezing her arms tight against Sig's body. Minerva then charged forward, aiming to drive Sig right back into the corner. "But more importantly, be careful who you ask it from."

If she managed to corner Sig again, she'd then drape the woman's arms over the top rope on either side, before doing the same to place her legs over the middle rope, leaving her womanhood in a very vulnerable position. Minerva would then lean in to Sig's body to keep her pinned in the corner, wrapping her arms around the woman's head to bury her face in the raven haired woman's chest, while moving a thigh between her legs and rubbing it up against her sex.

Minerva stood her ground like before, and after the initial bump, caught Sig in a tight bearhug! The blonde squealed and squirmed, only to be rammed back against the corner. Her slightly dazed state as the result from the crash was more than enough for her opponent to arrange her in the corner, draping her arms and legs over the ropes.

"Mmm...!" Sig let out another muffled cry as her head was pulled between the breasts of Minerva, her body jerking around slightly while being restricted by the ropes.

Her struggle soon turned into a cute wiggling and she would let out some muffled moans instead. The reason was quite obvious, as Minerva now had her thigh between Sig's legs, rubbing her dampened spot once again.

"Mmmhh..."

Minerva purred and gently pet Sig's head with her hand as the blonde moaned into her chest. Meanwhile, her leg continued to rub against the shorter woman's wet crotch.

After a moment, she removed her breasts from Sig's face, moving her head right by her trapped foe's ear. "Admit it. You love how I'm dominating you in this ring. You want me to make you cum. And, you want to be my slave."

When the words left her lips, Minerva chuckled before backing away, taking a good look at her cornered victim as she hung there on display on the ropes for her. "Don't worry. All of those will happen, but only when I say so."

Sig panted heavily as Minerva pulled her breasts away, her defiant expression had softened significantly due to the smothering and the rubbing between her legs. The words of the raven haired beauty sent another shivering wave to her back, her cheeks blushing although she'd lower her head to hide it from everyone.

Her opponent almost hit all the marks with her judgment, she had to admit. She did love being dominated, she did want to be granted a release, and she did want to be the slave to Minerva, although the part where the girl got to keep her for as long as she liked kinda put a little doubt in her mind. She had been in a rather similar relationship with her ex before, but the raven haired girl was someone she barely knew apart from their time on the ring. It thrilled her to think about the possibilities of what might happen between them, but it kinda scared her as well to an extend.

As it was, though, it seemed that she's heading to that route regardless she wanted it or not. It seemed that she stood no chance against the raven haired beauty from the start. The girl had been the far better wrestler between them during the spar and the match. The way she's been easily subduing and turning Sig putty in her hand over and over again was a major turn on for the blonde, admittedly.

Lost in her own train of thought for a bit, Sig barely squirm on the ropes, though it could also been seen as an evidence to her fatigue.

Several camera flashes went off through the arena as people took pictures of Sig tied up in the corner. And it was quite an amusing sight for Minerva as well. The confidence and defiance that had been in the woman's eyes was long gone.

At this point it would take very little effort, if any, to get the collar strapped onto Sig's neck and bring this match to an end. But as Minerva had said, this would only be over when she decided. No sooner, and no later.

Moving back into the corner, Minerva untangled Sig from the ropes and dragged her out to the center of the ring. She would then turn the blonde so her back was facing the taller woman, before leaning down to hook one arm around her neck and the other around her leg, and hoisting her up onto Minerva's shoulders in a torture rack.

While holding her prey in the hold, once again the hand between Sig's legs found its way to her womanhood, and her fingers began to lightly probe it. "If you want to cum, then beg me to make you my slave." she said, her grin sadistic as ever as she waited to hear the words from Sig's lips.