Lesbian Submission Novels & Stories

Jessica moved forward to bring her pussy lips into contact with Lin’s left thigh, grinding her own clit against my wife’s hip. The womans continued thigh fucking each other for two minutes as Matt and I watched. Lin came first, gasping as she ground her pussy against Jessica. Before my wife had even recovered, Jessica had her own orgasm. Both womans sat panting, sweaty and coated with each others love juices and smiled.

I whisper. "Too late now," my wolf replies. Leah looks at me when she sees my face in distress. “Don't worry," she says with a smile on her face as if this is all normal. "It is normal for an omega to resist at first. She will submit eventually. They always do. I have watched my guy friends to do this over and over again. Girls always submit. They act like they don’t like it at first, but it is all drama. They actually like it more than you do and they will submit eventually and they will start moaning in pleasure”

“She’s from the Wolfless Zone.” That finally earned a reaction. Lucien’s eyes narrowed. “A lowborn immortal?” he asked. “Yes.” “And Hevian accepted her?” Lucien’s thick brow almost form a line. “Not publicly.” Eshnu smirked. “But emotionally? You should see it yourself.” Lucien went silent. The distant sound of laughter drifted from the taverns nearby while rain began tapping against rooftops. After several seconds, Lucien spoke again. “You asked me here just to gossip?”

Submission Intro- This is a lesbian erotical, a dominant at heart goes all submissive on her partner. Roxy's P.O.V. Her hands caught my shoulders, pinning me and holding my body taut. She moved her arms down the length of my body, getting reacquainted with my curves.

I’d never shifted before and was beyond puberty, when Lycans usually met their wolf spirit and made their first shift. “But,” she twisted her hands in her lap, “I can feel you scenting me from way over there.” I felt my eyes widen, and clamped my hands over my mouth and nose, horrified and trying to block the sweet aroma I was breathing in. “You must’ve inherited strong senses, like I did. But,” she blushed, “I don’t suppose, I mean maybe… are you a lesbian too?” My jaw went slack as my hands dropped. “Are you?” the words just fell out of my mouth.

What was I going to do with a slave and how would it ever work in my current relationship? "I don't know how that would work, Rhonda. If you are submissive, why not submit to a lesbian Mistress? Mistress Dark is a lesbian, why not choose her?" "She uses her slaves to train other submissives and dominants, Domina. I'd end up having sex with men anyway, and it wouldn't be only one which you and Lisa clearly love and you're so devoted to." "What about my Mistress, Rhonda?" Lucia asked. "Brianna would welcome another lesbian slave of your caliber. You would never have to have sex with men, even to get pregnant. She doesn't require it, it's simply the way we've chosen to do so."

Mistress Dark said. As I did to Mistress Dark, I also did to my Master, a slow seduction of all of him, taking my time, engaging him, as much of him as I could, using my lips, my tongue, my hands. When I finally released his cock from his shorts, he was hard as a steel rod, the skin stretched tight as a drum over the head. I suspected he'd also liked the show; his slave licking Mistress Dark's cunt. I was experienced enough to know lesbian sex was a very popular type of porn enjoyed by men. Apparently two pussies were nearly always better than one.

Two people fighting for both domination and submission. The lyrics have never really appealed to me until right in this very minute. Isn't submission an outlet? A way of forgetting your worries? Your fears? Your responsibilities? Your everyday life? Would being submissive help me move on from my hell? Could I be submissive? Was I ever a submissive woman? "I love the way you look at me, I love the way you smack my ass, I love the dirty things you do, I have control of you.." Butterflies swarm my belly as I sing the words..

Athleticism can compensate for failure to practice a dance routine, or bedroom antics and these ladies performed expertly. Our disposition didn't initiate a lesbian love fest. Both Amazons were purely heterosexual; good friends and comfortable with close proximity, if not their nakedness. My status was that of facilitator. I lured them into a triple kiss, with the added whimsy of Tadêfi's fingers playing along our lips so that she could capture every gasp, deep breath and moan.

I warned in a husky voice as I moved to stand directly behind her ass. Jesus. I slipped one between her folds, watching her twitch from the contact. "Ahh..." She yelped, "Stop... Please..." You see...? That's the thing about submission: sometimes it looks like chaos. Sometimes it sounds like a NO. I ran two fingers along her slit again, gathering the slick mess dripping from her. Then I pushed one inside her ever so slowly. Her body jerked, and a moan punched from her throat. "Oh, my God... Saint..."