Minerva vs Sig II

Standard Match. Hentai Allowed
Victory Condition: Pinfall or submission

Minerva's music began to play over the speakers of the Friction arena, and seconds later the Danish beauty walked through the curtain with a smug grin on her face. Clad in a blue bikini and a matching elegant coat, she confidently strode down the aisle and up the steel steps, giving no sort of attention to the crowd as she entered the ring and went to her corner.

In recent weeks Minerva’s pet had been in quite a few matches which had resulted in Sig being brought to orgasm by her opponents, and in some cases taken prisoner by them. Minerva had allowed this solely due to the fact that those women would only have temporary access to Sig. At the end of the day, she was still Minerva’s pet. She’d made that point perfectly clear to the German girl through a “spar” recently, but now that point needed to be echoed so that everyone else understood too. No matter what anyone else had done with Sig, she still belonged to Minerva. Only to Minerva.

The Danish mistress removed her coat, leaving little of her perfect body to the imagination of the cheering and cat-calling fans, but again didn’t so much as even acknowledge their existence while she awaited Sig’s arrival.

SIG's theme played on the speakers one Minerva's entrance act was done, and the lithe blonde appeared on the ramp with her usual attire on. It's been a while since she and Minerva shared a ring together in front of the audience, although they had plenty of private matches between them since that day. The excitement was on a different level for some reason. As much as Sig loved being toyed by Minerva in private, there's just something thrilling about being dominated in front of the audience.

She was almost grinning from ear to ear while making her way into the ring, although she didn't forget to wave a hand once in a while to the crowds. The result of this match might not be too unpredictable, but it's all about entertaining the fans for her. Once she slipped herself into the ring, Sig flashed Minerva a naughty smirk, before turning around to hand her black military jacket and peaked cap to the staff.

She faced her mistress again afterwards, her body was more than ready to start. She could feel it heating up, and her cheeks slightly blushing. It's been a while since she felt this excited before starting a match, regardless of how many hot girls she had faced in her career so far.

Minerva leaned back in her corner with her arms resting on the top ropes, grinning as she watched Sig make her way down to the ring. If anyone was taking bets on this match, chances were very few people would be putting money on the blonde German to win tonight. But you’d never know that looking at Sig. Whatever was going through her mind, the cute girl was smiling and unafraid as she entered the ring and smirked at her much taller foe.

A soft chuckle escaped Minerva’s lips, and when the bell rang she confidently strode out to the middle of the ring. “It’s been a while since we’ve played together in front of a crowd like this, hasn’t it?” she asked casually. “It will be fun to have an audience while I crush you again.” And with that she lunged right at Sig, looking to sling her arm around the girl’s neck to try to pull her into a side headlock.

"Mhm," Sig gave Minerva a little nod. "Just remember how embarrassing it'd be when you lo-ooufff...?!"

Her attempt to taunt her mistress was cut by the sudden pull by the raven haired beauty, however, leaving her gasping and choking slightly from the headlock. Not that it surprised her that Minerva would pull a sudden attack like this. They had countless spar by now that she probably already seen all the tricks her mistress had in her sleeve.

"Gaaghh... ugghh..." the blonde groaned and squirmed within the hold, before she'd attempt to lash her knee into the stomach of Minerva in an attempt to loosen the hold so she could push her away.

Minerva chuckled when she pulled her pet into the tight headlock, cutting off her little taunt. “Oh, I don’t think we’ll need to worry about that, my dear.” she replied teasingly.

But to her credit, the blonde wasn’t just going to stay there and let Minerva throw her around without a fight. A grunt left the Dane’s lips as a knee shot up into her stomach before Sig pushed her away. Though the smaller girl wasn’t really strong enough to send Minerva very far away, the mistress used her momentum to send herself running into the ropes ahead and bounded off of them, sending herself right back at Sig as she attempted to ram into the German with a shoulder block in hopes of knocking her down.

Sig managed to prevent Minerva from locking her in the hold for too long, but Minerva clearly had plenty of way to weaken her. Her mistress went for the ropes after being shoved away, and the momentum didn't really allow the blonde to get out of the way from the raven haired beauty's path. She went down from the shoulder charge, crashing onto her back with a thud.

"Ouw..." she groaned, feeling a bit dazed, although it wasn't really something that would disrupt her for too much at this stage.

Minerva was without a doubt still roaming around her, though, so Sig would attempt to roll away and get onto all four as quick as possible. It wasn't too often that Minerva went on the offense from the get go, but it wasn't something she hadn't experienced with either. The audiences probably made her mistress wanted to show off her superiority as much as possible. Sig didn't have a problem with that, really, but she wasn't really planning to make it look too easy for Minerva.

Immediately after plowing through the blonde, Minerva grinned while taking some confident strides around the ring. It gave Sig an opening to roll away and create some distance between them, but that didn’t bother Minerva. She knew her pet well enough to expect her pet to put up some resistance. As much as Sig may enjoy being dominated, she also had a way of making you work for it. That was one of Minerva’s favorite things about her.

The Danish mistress approached her kneeling pet, then bent down to grab onto her blonde locks and tried to guide the girl back up to a vertical base.

Minerva wasn't attacking her straight away, but Sig knew it's only a matter of time before she did so. She tried to get up as quick as possible, but by the time she raised herself, her mistress already pulled her hair to assist her in that matter. She grunted, but hair pulling wasn't really something that could stop her from being defiant.

"Hyahh...!" she'd attempt to give Minerva's stomach a kick, aiming to make the raven haired beauty bend over so she could try releasing the woman's grip from her hair and put her in a side headlock instead!

Just as Minerva had brought her pet back to her feet, a swift kick suddenly struck against her stomach. “Oomph!” she grunted as the hit made her bend over a bit, just enough that Sig could reach up and pull her into the side headlock.

“Ngh..” Uncomfortable as it was for the smaller girl’s arm to be constricting on her neck as it was, Minerva didn’t immediately put up a ton of fight to try to free herself. She did smack her forearm into Sig’s stomach, just to see if that would be enough to make her let go. But the Danish mistress was actually curious to see what her pet had in mind, and for the moment was willing to wait and see for herself.

"Ngh!" Sig grunted as she felt the arm of Minerva smacked her stomach. "Oh, just stay still, will you..." she hissed.

She doubted the raven haired beauty would comply with her demand, though, which meant she had to act quick before Minerva hit her again. She knew that the amount of resistance from the woman was fairly low at the moment, not that she's complaining. With Minerva already trapped in the headlock, Sig would then attempt to fall backwards, slamming her mistress down the mat with a DDT!