The Wicked Game

Minerva bucked off just as soon as Sig laid herself on top of her, much to her disappointment. She wasn't about to handle the momentum to her mistress, though, and would attempt to slip behind the raven haired beauty before the woman could raise herself up to her feet.

Her intention was to wrap an arm around the throat of Minerva to put her in a Dragon Sleeper position, wanting to weaken the woman as much as possible. It's not because she wanted to win so badly, but more because she wanted to show her mistress that she had improved during the time they haven't seen each other too often.

Minerva had broken the pin, but it seemed her pet wasn’t about to ease up on her attack. And once again, just as the Dane started to push herself up, Sig pounced right on her. Only this time, the mistress’ eyes widened as she was locked up in a dragon sleeper.

“Ngh!” she grunted while writhing about in the blonde’s clutches. Sig had tried using various holds in their previous spars, but Minerva couldn’t recall one that felt as securely applied as this. And most importantly, she was in no position to utilize her strength advantage against Sig. The hold wasn’t just executed well, but also wisely. Minerva wasn’t about to submit so easily, but it was clear the blonde had learned a thing or two.

With her options limited for the moment, Minerva tried to reach her arms up to wrap around Sig’s head. If she could get a secure enough grip on it, she’d try to roll over to the side in an attempt to put Sig on her back. But if that failed, she’d have to go right back to the drawing board and try to think of some other way to escape Sig’s clutches.

"Nyeh heh heh..." Sig chuckled mischievously as she managed to put Minerva in the Dragon Sleeper hold. "Is this feisty enough for you, mistress?" she teased.

Her next step was to reach for the breast of the raven haired beauty with her free hand, but her mistress reacted faster by wrapping her arms around her head before flipping her over onto her back. The suddenness of the movement caught the blonde off guard, and her hold was undone rather quickly as a result.

"Gyah!" Sig yelped, although she'd roll over quickly before getting up to her feet and flashed a naughty smile to Minerva. "Well, that was a good warm up~"

Trapped in the dragon sleeper, Minerva could only grunt in response to Sig’s teasing question. If she could’ve spoken though, the answer almost certainly would’ve been “yes.” She loved dominating the blonde, but she couldn’t deny her conquests always felt so much better when there was resistance that had to be put down first. Though she had to be careful not to let Sig’s resistance get too much momentum. The last thing Minerva wanted was to make such a hefty wager in this spar only to wind up losing her pet because of it!

Fortunately, her sudden roll to the side managed to break the hold and topple Sig over. Minerva pulled herself back to her feet, grinning at her pet. “Indeed. Lets see if you can keep it up.” she said, once again putting her hands up to try initiating a lockup.

Sig grinned at the raven haired beauty's reaction. Minerva remained confident despite being caught by her earlier, but that's why she was the mistress. Keeping her calm after being put in an unfavorable situation wasn't always easy after all, but Minerva managed to do that. She doubted that it'd take her mistress too long to get back at her, either. That's definitely something to look forward to.

As the woman put her arms up again for another lockup, Sig would close in on her again, clearly not worried about facing Minerva in another test of strength. She would lock her hands with her mistress, before cheekily trying to push her down, feeling like she could play around a little after successfully put Minerva in a hold last time.

Minerva wasn’t always very skilled in holding her temper or keeping her emotions in check when things started going south. Her encounters with Cecilia Northman had proven that more than well enough. But when she was able to keep a level head under such circumstances, Minerva could be quite dangerous. She had a sharp mind, which made for quite an efficient tool, in and out of the ring.

This time when Sig came in to lock up with her, Minerva didn’t move to overpower the blonde. At least, not in a simple test of strength by pushing back against her. Instead she stood like a brick wall while Sig tried in vain to push her down for a moment, then suddenly shot an arm down between the girl’s legs, and attempted to hoist her up and slam her right back down to the mat with a scoop slam!

Minerva stood her ground this time as they engaged in another lockup, but Sig kept trying to push her mistress backwards despite her effort being futile. She was about to change tactic after a while, but the raven haired beauty acted first by reaching between her legs, before lifting her up and slammed to the mat with the scoop slam.

"Agh!" the blonde groaned, feeling a little dazed by the crash, although she'd attempt to roll over and pick herself up as soon as she could, not wanting to stay down for too long.

Minerva sent her pet crashing to the mat with an impact that resounded all throughout the private gym. And just as she was starting to crouch down to grab at the blonde, Sig was already rolling over and starting to get back up. The girl’s slight display of resiliency brought another grin to Minerva’s lips as she moved to close the short distance between them.

While Sig was trying to get up, Minerva grabbed at her blonde hair and tried to shove the girl’s head right in between her powerful thighs so she could apply a standing headscissor.

Before she could make her getaway, Sig felt her hair being grabbed by Minerva, and her head would then pulled between the legs of her mistress. She grunted and began to squirm a bit, but soon found herself noticing a scent that made her felt strange just like before.

With her head trapped in between the thighs of Minerva, the sensation felt stronger than before. Her hands would attempt to pry apart the legs of her mistress, but even in a normal condition, such task was never been an easy one.

"Ngguhh...!"

For a moment Minerva merely grinned down at Sig’s doubled over form, casually resting her hands on her hips as the blonde attempted in vain to pry her strong legs apart. The limbs didn’t budge, except to squeeze against the girl’s head and neck even harder.

“Comfortable?” she asked teasingly, then leaned her front down to hover over Sig’s back, with her hands reaching out toward her pet’s rear, where her fingers would then start to lightly knead both cheeks with her fingers.