Novel & Cerita Lesbian Submission

He threatened me, "Don't forget that I still have leverage. Or do you want me to go to your house in person and help you?" I slowly looked at Lester not far away. "Promise me this first. You are not allowed to order me to do anything else after this." Lester scoffed. "You dare make requests? Sure. This is the only request tonight." Tonight? Heh. Was he playing word games with me? But I didn't say anything. After washing the banana, I took the lubricant and lay on the bed. I had never tried this before. My emotions were conflicted, and I was a little worried. However, deep down, I wanted to try it.

Being alone with a good book and alcohol or caffeine is the best feeling in the world, probably better than sex. The next day, I walked into Monet's and met a group of ladies who were fine as hell. I was relieved to see that there were no men here. At least if there was going to be a man, he should be gay, and we all agreed to that. We were six: Cindy Bellman, Aisha Mohammed, Drew Finch, Jessica Boston, Lexi Hale, and me. We were just six beautiful ladies who loved to talk about our favourite books and rant about how J. K. Rowling is a bitch for her transphobic tweets. Sometimes we'd just go out to have some fun. We weren't just a book club; we were a sisterhood.

"Don't try anything funny, okay? Some of the girls are still underage." She nodded vigorously with a wide smile. To our surprise, no one stopped us. I guess it was because they saw my VIP pass, or that they probably thought Karmen was one of the models. Elise was quite a familiar face that everyone just smiled at her as they passed by. Everything went smoothly. We got into the dressing room again. Girls walked around the place in their sexy underwear. "Oh my ovaries," Karmen breathed as she looked at them. "This is how lesbians get pregnant."

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?”

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.

“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?”

An odd collection of girls lined up the wall like a bunch of rejected mannequins in the warehouse. At the end of the training session, Margaret bopped over a big smile. Margaret is the main organizer at our club. She is in her late forties and a truly nice person -always smiling, even when people act like jerks. I don't get it. My theory is that Margaret is, in fact, an alien life form. Margaret counted the group of strays, checking names on her clipboard. "Yes! We've got almost enough for another team!" she gushed.