Lesbian Submission Novels & Stories

“Not just of the syndicate. Of how much I need you now. Of how real this has become. When I think about them taking you away, or forcing us to perform until there’s nothing left that’s ours… it feels like drowning.” I held him tighter, letting the link flow freely between us. I sent him every ounce of calm I could find, every bit of the safety I felt when I submitted to him willingly. “Then drown with me. We’ll come up together. Submission isn’t just me on my knees anymore. It’s this too me holding you when you break. You letting me see the parts you’ve hidden from everyone.”

I don't even pause to run a diagnostic on his readiness. A sharp cry punctures the silence of the quarters when the realization hits both our wolves that his walls lack their customary lubrication. I refuse to deploy a synthetic barrier with him. I have never permitted a sheath to separate our skin on the mats, and I will not initiate the practice simply because Ethan Cole forced an unconsented claim on his vessel. I demand that his subconscious recognizes the continuity of our dynamic. That my beast craves and requires his submission exactly as it has since our original alignment. “Does this frequency satisfy your wolf, Prince?” I growl, hooking my arms beneath his knees and pinning them ba

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..

[ A lésbian woman seduces and fúcks her coworker's straight wife to prove a point and ends up enjoying it.] I've been a lésbian for as long as I can remember, and I’ve never hidden it. I fúck women with fire in my veins, and I crave the ones who are deliciously out of reach or secretly off-limits.

“Damn, okay, I see why she keeps rejecting my offer, but there are couple activities, you know, there is the claiming ritual.” “Claiming?” “Oh right, you asked me a question before, ‘subs’, was it? Subs are submissives, people who like to give up control to someone else. Sometimes, it's sexual; sometimes, it's not; this time, however, it is most definitely sexual. Anyway, claiming is where a ‘dom’, in this case, dominant, a submissive’s master, claims a submissive as her own in a room full of their most favoured sex partners or exes. This is for locals, though, because most locals know who dates who; I don’t know if you’d make the cut as Lizzy’s submissive, but-”

Lily was conflicted for a moment, how embarrassing would it be to crawl naked on the floor but she signed up for this and she doesn't want to end this now, not when they are just getting started, but this also scared Lily, she's so conflicted when they are just getting started, she wonders just how far Leonardo will this domination and submission role play Her hands placed firmly on the cold marble floor, Lily slowly began to crawl closer to Leonardo and knelt right in front of him Leonardo smiled, the joy it brings him that Lily is doing this for him, a lady as timid and innocent as Lily is playing as his submissive and that fact alone sent sparks straight to his hard crotch "On your feet"

He growled and filled her pussy with a second load before stepping back. Lisa turned around and climbed onto the groom’s lap again, guiding his cock into her soaked pussy and riding it with slow, hungry strokes. She locked eyes with Ryan. He had his cock out. He was stroking it openly now. Lisa gave him a look he had never seen before. It was wild, lust-drunk, almost euphoric. A third man stepped up. Lisa leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth without hesitation. Ryan sat down in a chair and kept stroking. He had a front row seat to his wife’s full submission.

"I belong to her. You have a problem with that?" The group went silent. That was a level of devotion they couldn't argue with. Soren added calmly,"From a behavioral standpoint, total submission is his most efficient path to the bedroom." Luke hammered on the door. "Come on, ladies! It is almost time. If you miss the auspicious hour, Lisa is going to have your heads tonight." Elena Voss’s soft, melodic voice drifted out, laced with a smile. "Luke, whose side are you on exactly?"

I frowned. "Why would you say that? She's exquisite." "She also is a lesbian. She hates men and despises the touch of any man. That's why I became her Mistress. I promised to never make her have sex with a man." Oh this was another fun challenge for me. I wanted to test my skills of pushing my thoughts on another without speaking out loud. It was a power I hadn't used much and knew that there would be times I would need to change things that way so this was a great time to practice. I pushed at Lauren and had her notice me and realize that I aroused her. Instantly I could feel her mind trying to reject that thought. She didn't like men they couldn't arouse her. I pushed the thought even hard

A lesbian couple explores dominance and submission when one breaks their rules. This leads to a raw and intimate moment of punishment and deep connection. Trigger Warning: This story deals with themes of hardcore BDSM and humiliation. Skip this story if you can't handle the heat. ****************** I came home from work early and found Tory naked in our bed, using the vibrator on her pussy. Instead of reacting right away, I took a moment to watch her. Her legs were spread wide, and she was pleasuring herself with a wild, carefree abandon I rarely saw. Usually, Tory was shy about this, but not now. I savored the sight of her misbehaving.