Lesbian Submission Novels & Stories

3. LISA I’m completely lost in the moment, fingers buried knuckle-deep in my dripping pussy, thrusting quick and messy while my eyes stay half-closed on the laptop screen. The lesbian p**n blasts wet tongue sounds and desperate girl moans that make my cunt squeeze even tighter around my fingers. My other hand attacks my heavy tits, pinching my stiff nipples until the sharp sting blends into pure pleasure, squeezing the soft flesh hard like I’m trying to pull an orgasm out of them.

"Isabelle. This notification—it’s from a lesbian p**n site. You were watching that?" My cheeks burned. The others looked at me with curiosity. I could not hide it. "Yes. I have been addicted to watching lesbian p**n for a while now. It started as curiosity about my own feelings. Now I watch it almost every night. Please don’t judge me. I feel so embarrassed admitting it, but I touch myself thinking about women together. Don't think less of me please." Aurora touched my hand reassuringly. "No judgment here Isabelle. We all have hidden desires. In fact this could be perfect. Instead of watching alone we could try it out now with each other. Get the real experience ourselves. What do you think?

“You’re not learning. Who’s in charge here?” “But I need it,” she whines. I step closer, pressing my body against her heated skin, my hand sliding between her thighs to feel how soaked she already is. “What you need and what you think you deserve are two different things. You come here chasing pain because it gets you off, but you never actually submit. You want the high without the surrender.” Her hips rock against my fingers despite her words. “I submit when it’s worth it.” I pinch her clit lightly, making her jolt. “You’re disrespectful, sub. What do you call me?”

“You know what? I have the perfect cat for you. He’s a new face around here but I can tell he’s desperate for a play. You’ve always been my best gal so why don’t you take him?” She hands me a file with a list of the sub’s interests: objectification, degradation, findom, voyeurism, exhibitionism, feet fetish, temperature play, sadism/masochism, breath play, anal play, feminization, but golden shower is at the top of the list. I smile. “He’s perfect! I guess I’ll need a drink. Plenty of drinks!” I say with a wink. **** The room is lit with red bulbs. I see him immediately, kneeling on the floor with his head down.

I cried out He climbed on top of me as he kissed me forcefully "Get off me you moron!! I yelled biting his lips A sharp pain ran down my body as I realized he had forced himself on me That's all he know! Raping a woman! "Plead with me mistress and I will spare you" he says smirking as he increases his pace I closed my eyes as I tried to think of my past life! My once happy life How did I ended up as a mistress to the beast? *You just have to SUBMISS to him,,Anyway its really unbelievable you were the first one he weds to, you parents must have owned him a lot"* I recalled those words as tears flow down freely

Leon turned me around and patted my buttocks. “Every female wolf must learn to submit to her mate, and you are no exception,” he said as he spread my legs and inserted a finger into my vagina from behind. “Baby, you’re wet inside. Do you want me? Look deep into your heart,"he asked. “Yes, I want you,” I replied, biting my lower lip as I looked at myself in the mirror. “Extremely well, then please give yourself to me, my queen,” Leon suggested as he rubbed his penis against my vagina. “Please give it to me, my king,” I blushed and said, feeling like a slut.

Alpha Jack I breathe heavily as I gradually descend from the high she just pulled me into. My eyes flutter open, the haze slowly lifting, and the first thing I see is her. She’s still on her knees before me, my release glistening on her lips—lips she’s now biting with deliberate, sultry intent. Her gaze is fixed on mine, dark and heavy-lidded, filled with mischief and molten heat. Goddess, she looks divine like this—covered in my cum, kneeling before me like the perfect submissive she-wolf. The sight stirs something feral in me, and I feel my cock already hardening again.

“Tell me, baby. I want it raw. Tell me what you need from me.” “I want you to touch me everywhere. I want you to take me apart,” she whispered. “Please. I’ll do anything you want.” Her words went straight to my clit. I was wet, throbbing, and ready to wreck her. I brushed her hair from her flushed cheeks and looked her in the eyes. “Anything, Sinclair? Are you sure?” I asked, pushing her just a little harder. “Because I want you to be my lesbian slut. My submissive and girl. Will you give yourself to me like that?”

But then I glanced up and saw Felik's face sagging with disappointment. I don't know exactly what happened next. I felt my hand slowly go up as if the arm didn't belong to me. I saw a hopeful light creeping across Felik's face. As soon as I put my hand up, Olive did too. All the other girls were looking at me. One by one, hands started going up - Rosie, Harper, Nora, even Susan. Eventually, everyone- except Stefanie. "Terrific. We got ourselves a team," said Felik. Margaret came to hand Felik the folder with our season's performance.

Lisa Manoban, a 22-year-old masculine trans woman, stood nervously outside Room 203 in the college dormitory. Her heart raced as she gripped the doorknob, steeling herself for what was to come. She had been summoned here by Asa, a busty freshman with insatiable appetites, and her roommates – Rosé, Somi, Sohee, and Miyeon. They were all dominant personalities, and Lisa knew she was in for a night of intense submission.