Minerva vs Sig II

Minerva giggled in amusement as Sig squirmed in her clutches. She knew the blonde wouldn’t be escaping so easily, and she knew her pet likely understood it too. But once that fact was confirmed, she grinned while the trapped girl obediently began to lap up the juices coating Minerva’s fingers.

“Good girl.” she said in a teasing tone, as if she were complimenting a dog for following a simple order.

Once she was satisfied, the Danish mistress rubbed her hand through Sig’s hair to dry it off, and then finally clasped her hands around the girl’s chin and pulled back to apply real pressure to the camel clutch. But, that would only last for a brief moment, because one of Minerva’s hands would quickly travel down to one of Sig’s breasts and begin to lightly fondle it.

Sig let out a low growl as Minerva "complimented" her while wiping her hand on her blonde hair. She didn't get to be upset for too long, though, as her mistress would then applied the real Camel Clutch and began to stretch her trapped figure!

"G-gaahhh...!" she cried, squirming helplessly within the hold, until she felt one of the raven haired beauty's hands moved to her breast and played with it. "Uhaaahhh..."

Minerva purred as she stretched Sig out with the camel clutch, enjoying her cries and moans while playing with her breast. And clearly she wasn’t the only one having fun with it. The blonde’s reaction made it clear was a telling indicator, and the thousands of viewing fans who normally spent their energy booing Minerva instead cheered on her seductive dominance.

But the hold didn’t last much longer. Abruptly, the Dane released Sig and stood back up, letting her pet flop down onto the mat as she began to slowly circle around the girl’s body, taking in the sight of her vulnerable prey while briefly and casually considering what to do to her next.

Sig's body flopped to the mat as soon as Minerva released her from the hold, and she'd spend the next few seconds writhing on the mat while the raven haired beauty got up and circled her. It never got old, the sensation of being utterly toyed around by her mistress. She's loving every seconds of this match for sure.

Slowly she'd get up on all four. With Minerva looking around, it probably only a matter of seconds before she was caught again by the woman. Still, Sig would show some defiance by trying to crawl towards the ropes to pick herself up.

Minerva notice Sig moving up to all fours and starting to crawl toward the ropes, but didn’t immediately do anything to stop her. Instead, for the first few steps the mistress simply followed right alongside her pet as she moved. Only once Sig was close to the ropes did Minerva raise a foot and drive it down onto the girl’s back to push her right back down onto her front again.

“I don’t recall giving you permission to get back up.” she said, still grinning while she ground her foot into Sig’s back.

"Nnggh!" Sig grunted as Minerva stepped on her back to put her down again.

She wriggled under the raven haired beauty, still insisting about going towards the ropes until she realized she wouldn't be able to go anywhere like this. The blonde then turned her head a bit to gave Minerva a defiant gaze to show her mistress that she's still willing to fight her.

"Mrrrr..." she let out a low growl while trying to buck herself once.

A faint chuckle escaped the lips of the Danish mistress as she looked at the blonde squirming beneath her foot. But when Sig suddenly bucked and almost upset Minerva’s balance, that wasn’t quite as amusing.

“You want to get up? Very well then. Up you go.” Minerva said, then leaned down while reaching toward the blonde. She took her foot off the girl’s back and attempted to wrap her arms around Sig’s waist so she could deadlift her right off the ground and hold her tight in a reverse bear hug.

"Aaahh...!" Sig yelped when Minerva pulled her up and trapped her in a reverse bearhug. "G-gaahh... L-let me go..." she protested while squirming within her mistress' hold.

Her back rubbed against the raven haired beauty made her struggle rather ineffective, though, not that she could really free herself like this. Still Sig refused to just stay still, wanting to make it uncomfortable for her mistress to hold her, her arms also trying to loosen the arms of Minerva.

“Now now, what have I told you about trying to give commands?” Minerva replied with a grin, sounding like a mother calmly scolding her child. Sig’s squirming made it a little more difficult to keep her in place, but Minerva’s arms were able to manage.

But she didn’t hold Sig there for long. And after squeezing her for another moment or two, Minerva would then abruptly lean back while throwing the blonde down to the mat with a German suplex!

Sig barely get a time to respond to Minerva's chiding. The raven haired beauty swung her lithe form backwards, slamming her with the German suplex before she realized it and her body crashed into the mat with a thud.

"Gaagh!" Sig cried as she hit the mat, her legs flapping briefly, her body ready to flop anytime Minerva released her. "Owww..." she whined, feeling quite stunned and disoriented.