Bette instantly puts her hand up, “T no, enough. I don’t want any little accidents,” she scolds.

Tina drops her arms back down, knowing that Bette was probably right. They both really wanted to win, and their breasts, but more importantly nipples, would definitely become an easy target. Tina instead decides to give a little stretch, exposing as much of her body to Bette as possible.

Bette’s chest rises slowly as she admires her naughty girlfriend. “T, I’m going to count down, then the final round begins”

Tina nods.

“5… 4… 3… 2… 1…” They both begin to circle.

It was different now, largely intensified by their lack of clothing.

Bette couldn’t help herself as her eyes gazed over her lover’s body.

Tina smiles, knowing that her plan was working. Bette was distracted. It was now only a matter of time…

“T we both know how this is going to end. Now, we can do it the easy way, or the hard way” Bette teases

“Bette you don’t scare me”

“Well you should be scared. And make the most of calling me Bette, as it will be mistress for the rest of the weekend sweetie”. It was a cruel tactic, but an effective one. Bette knew the influence this one word had on Tina. She could see it reflected in the blonde’s eyes. Her need to submit was always almost instant.

“Not working, not working” The blonde chants to herself trying to focus.

Almost simultaneously they both move forward, Bette leans down grabbing Tina around the waist, dragging her to the mattress.

“Ahhhh” Tina screams.

Bette tries to straddle her girlfriend, Tina quickly rolls on to her side going in to the fetal position, closing her eyes and hiding her hands between her knees, knowing that Bette’s first move was always to pin her wrists. Bette begins to chuckle at her girlfriends pose.

“T, is this a technique you once saw on a wildlife program? If I curl in to a ball and close my eyes, the big bad bear will leave me alone.” Bette laughs, grinning down, adoring Tina’s cute alternative method of fighting Bette off.

While Bette was busy mocking, Tina quickly reaches up and pulls Bette down by her arms, completely catching her off guard. “It is actually, works quite well don’t ya think?” Tina says smugly grinning, spinning around, so that Bette is now on her back, with Tina’s leg firmly between her thighs. “3… 2…” Bette quickly lifts a shoulder from the floor, “Damn” Tina moans, putting all of her weight on Bette. “3… 2…” Tina starts again. The brunette wraps her legs around Tina and flips her back over.

Bette has Tina’s hands gripped in her own, pressed either side of the blonde’s head. Her body resting on Tina’s, so their bellies and breasts are pressing together. Bette looks in to Tina’s eyes, as Tina continues to fight. “3…” Bette begins.

“Mmmmm” Tina struggles, pushing up, but moving nowhere.

“2… my god, you’re gonna be so tight T” Bette breaths.

With that comment Tina relaxes under her lover, her eyes full of lust. She is Bette’s to do with as she pleases, and she knows it. “1…” Tina finishes the count for Bette.

They both let out a breath. Bette loosens her grip as they continue to look at each other panting heavily.

“Mistress” Tina begins. “Please I can I just have a moment to recover, then I am all yours.”

Bette smiles down at the blonde. “Of course honey, you did really, really good. I seriously thought I was going to be in for an easy ride”

“Yeah I did well. Maybe I played a bit dirty at times” Tina winks, grinning.

“Nothing wrong with that T”, Bette says as she rolls off, pulling Tina to her.

They both lay there and gathered their strength, they knew that a whole lot of energy would be required to get them through to 10pm on Sunday night…