The Conqueror's Prize (for kaz)

"Hmm? Do my ears deceive me, or did a dog just try to give her mistress a command?" she said while continuing her assault both with the hold and with her fingers. "Tsk tsk. That won't do at all."

After a few more seconds, she released Sig's leg and removed her hand from between the woman's legs before standing back up over her. But then, Minerva brought her hand down, giving Sig a very hard spank right on her ass.

All the while, Minerva just grinned to herself. Sure, she would like to have forced Sig to use her last chance to tap out. But this had given her a perfect excuse to even further prolong her playtime with Sig in this game.

"Uhhmm... n-no... I..." Sig moaned, trying to correct herself although Minerva didn't seem like caring.

Her leg was released and the teasing was brought to an end temporarily, only to be replaced with a stinging slap on her rear that caused her body to jump. The blonde yelped loudly and rolled to the side afterwards, her hand caressing the sore spot on her butt where her mistress smacked her.

"Ow... ow..."

Minerva chuckled at the immediate reaction the spank drew from Sig, and watched as the woman rolled aside. "I'm the only one around here who gives commands. You'd do well to remember that."

She hadn't lost much time during this, with still several minutes left on the clock. But still, Minerva felt now might be a good time to force the last submission. And so she walked over to Sig's legs once again, picking one up before stepping over and around it, then sitting back to apply a figure four leg lock.

And as the hold was locked in, Minerva extended the foot between Sig's legs so that it pressed against her sex. Her foot began to rub up and down just as she'd done earlier, before the two had come to the gym. And considering how well the footjob she'd given Sig earlier had worked out so well, she felt with the addition of the painful hold, it would likely be just a matter of time before Sig was forced to tap out for the final time.

"I wasn't... uh, yes, mistress..." Sig decided not to argue, not wanting to get another sting in her butt or anything worse.

That might gave her a few seconds for recovery, but would that mean anything given the amount of stimulation she had been taking? The answer was about to be found out soon enough as Minerva got back to working on her body, applying a figure four leglock this time, with a little extra foot play between her legs.

"Ahhh...!" the blonde let out a mixture of cry and moan as her body arched and leaned backwards slightly, her head rolled back as the pain and pleasure settled in almost at the same time.

Her lithe form squirmed in discomfort, her body almost flopped back to the mat as her mistress tormented her with this modified hold. The raven haired beauty's foot worked wonders on her slippery sex, driving her closer to another edge even more than the fingering. As much as she didn't want to tap again so soon after her last one, her choices were dwindling quickly with each passing seconds.

She tapped the mat again while moaning loudly, much more frantically than before.

"Nyaaahhh...!"

Minerva purred while watching Sig writhe around in both pleasure and agony in the mistress' clutches. Her powerful legs continued wrenching on with the figure four leg lock, while her foot was drawing Sig closer and closer to her orgasm.

After holding on as long as she could, the blonde finally tapped out, and Minerva again let up on her hold while moving her foot away from Sig's wet womanhood before getting back to her feet.

"No more tapping out now. You'll just have to do your best to hold out from now on." she said, glancing at the clock and seeing there were now only a few minutes left. Still, Minerva was more than confident she could make Sig cum before then.

"Guhh..." Sig groaned as she wriggled on the mat like a fish out of water.

How much longer she had to endure? Five minutes? More? Less? Would it matter? She felt that her body wouldn't be able to endure too much more of this. Her match with Minerva ended up with her resistance breached, and it wouldn't be a surprise if the raven haired beauty could do it once again within minutes. Right now she could hardly stand, and it's not completely because her legs were just being wrenched by her mistress!

Her nether region had been burning and aching for a climax, to the point that the thought of a week without orgasm seemed small in comparison. Sig kept reminding herself that the punishment was going to be much more severe. If she couldn't hold on for just thirty minutes, then how would she supposed to survive a week?

Minerva allowed Sig a brief moment of recovery, but not too much time. The clock was winding down, after all. And with her pet now unable to submit to save herself from Minerva's clutches, the time had come to claim her victory in this game.

The raven haired beauty would then grab Sig's arms and quickly hoist the woman up to her feet. And the second she was up, Minerva turned her around and snaked an arm around one of her legs, and the other around her neck before lifting her onto Minerva's shoulders in a torture rack.

With the blonde's back bending painfully against the raven haired beauty's shoulders, Minerva would then turn until Sig was facing the clock, looking at it upside down. "See that, Sig? You're soooo close. Just a bit longer now…" she said, before darting two fingers into Sig's womanhood. Back and forth the fingers went, quickly picking up in speed with each second.

Sig yelped as Minerva hoisted her up and put her in the torture rack hold, her body could only squirmed weakly at this point. Now that she had a good look at the clock, it seemed that she could only need to last for like a minute or two. On that cue, her mistress immediately plunged her fingers inside her womanhood, causing the blonde to start moaning and writhing helplessly again on the raven haired beauty's shoulders.

"Ahhnn...!" she let out loudly. "Oohhh...! Oohh...!"

With Minerva's fingers picking up their pace, Sig was assaulted with immense pleasure that's almost unbearable. The seconds seemed to move at a slow pace, slower than the thrusting of her mistress' digit. She wanted to hold on, but could she do it?

Minerva's pet was getting pushed closer and closer to an orgasm with each moment. She could hear it in the blonde's voice as she moaned, and she could feel it as she pumped her fingers back and forth in Sig's womanhood.

The final moments of the game were upon them, but a grin surfaced on Minerva's face. Determined to win, she soon began to move her fingers as fast as she possibly could. Sig had done exceptionally well to hold back as long as she had, but Minerva could practically taste victory.

"Let it out, Sig. Cum for your mistress." she said. But with the last seconds of this game quickly approaching, would Sig manage to hold out just long enough? Or, would her body betray her and answer Minerva's command?

Despite her best intention to hold out, Sig felt that she's fighting a lost cause as it was. Each tick of the clock drove her closer than before, and her moaning was a clear evidence of her state of arousal. Minerva pumped her fingers even faster, turning the blonde's moan into an incoherent noises as her body thrashed around within the hold.

Then she heard the words. Her mistress' commanding tone on her ears. Her eyes widened, her body tensed, and her toes curled in. Sig desperately holding back as her lithe form slightly arched, but the voice of the raven haired beauty was like an arrow hitting its mark.

"Noooo! Noooooo....!!!" the blonde yelled in distress between her moaning, before her juices finally burst out from her womanhood. "Aaahhnnn....!!!"

Sig moaned in the mixture of agony and ecstasy, her body bucking and bucking as she came almost like a fountain. It seemed like she kept coming for a while before her body finally flopped within the grasps of Minerva, her juices still trailing down from her slick pussy to her legs, some if it dropped onto the shoulder of the raven haired beauty.

"Nooo..." the blonde wailed as she stared at the clock almost blankly.

The last few ticks passed the mark, signifying how close she was from avoiding yet another defeat to her mistress.