She Took Me in Hand: 3 Lesbian Dominant/Submissive BDSM Romances

by I. M Rogue

  “We’ll see about that…” I added.

  Melissa stopped me mid sentence.

  “By the way Edward, I think it’s time our partnership ended – don’t you. I mean things would get to awkward from here. Besides, I don’t appreciate the lies you have been telling your wife. She’s mine now and I won’t ever lie to her.”

  “Is she serious?” he asked me.

  “What do you think?” I replied. “Now stand aside, I have to get her up to her office.”

  The two of them stepped out of the elevator and I helped Melissa inside. The door closed on both Ed and our relationship leaving him mouth agape in the lobby. Melissa and I held each other in silence as the elevator rose. It was during that hug that I felt our minds join and our futures converging. I had found what I’d always wanted out of romance – a strong lover who valued me above all others.

  I couldn’t helps smiling as we walked the hallway to her office. Once inside she pointed to a cabinet that had the soothing balm she needed. She stripped off her skirt revealing her tortured thighs and I wanted to cry just looking at them.

  I had her bend over the desk so I could apply the ointment which I did delicately.

  “I’m so sorry for not trusting you. No woman has ever shown the devotion you have shown me. I feel so lucky that you love me. Can you forgive me Constance?”

  “Of course I can. I understood your reservations. What’s important is that our feelings towards each other are real. As long as you are mine and I am yours completely - that’s the only thing that matters to me. But if you ever betray me I won’t ever forgive you.”

  “I’ve never cheated on a lover before and I promise you with all my heart that it won’t ever happen with you. The way I feel when we are together Constance – it’s new. You’re all I want – all I need. You are the finish line of a long search – deep down I knew it when I left last night but I ran from the truth.”

  “I think we both knew it when you left last night.”

  “You think I’m so strong. The truth is you’re the strong one Constance. If you weren’t so strong we wouldn’t have had a chance together.”

  “Well then promise me one day you will propose to me. You know – after I get divorced.”

  We both laughed.

  “I never thought I’d actually get married” she said. “You have changed my life in two short days. You’re amazing.”

  “Then take me home with you tonight. Let me sleep beside you and hold your nude body in my arms. Let our commitment begin now.”

  When I finished applying the balm she turned and we kissed. Our lips felt so perfect together and our tongues radiated love for each other. When it ended we leaned our foreheads against each other and looked into each other’s eyes for a while.

  “Well, I guess it’s official. Think we’ll make it together?” I mused.

  “Ask me again in a week.” She smirked.

  I gently helped her get dressed and we exited her office. We drove to her house which I must admit was much nicer than my own had been. Once inside she took my hand and led me to the bedroom but we didn’t rip each other’s clothes off. Instead we showered together, dried each other off, returned to the living room and built a fire.

  With a blanket covering us both we snuggled together on her couch watching the flames dance. I felt an inner kinship with the flickering orange sprints that burned so hot. My life had become like the flame and how long it would burn was an open ended question. Yet the one thing I learned was to never doubt how much your life can change in just twenty four hours.

  Melissa gently stroked my hair as she stared at the flames that performed for us. I closed my eyes, leaned into her chest and drifted off to sleep in her arms – content for the moment that my life was changing for the better. For once I knew exactly who I was and what I wanted - and I slept peacefully.

  * * *

  LONG TONGUE LIZ

  THE PREY

  I ran into the hills above the lake feeling distraught and needing to be alone. The guy I lusted after all summer didn’t care about me. I wanted to cry but felt too frustrated to even attempt it. My entire summer was spent flirting with this guy but in the end he chose my sister, and it hurt…a lot.

  I stopped at an outcropping of rocks and leaned against a tree, out of sight from the lake below. The sun beat down on me, heightening my senses, reminding me how much I longed for romance. That was when I noticed there was something scratching me in my bikini top.

  It must be a burr. Nobody is around to see. Pull it off and get rid of it. It might be the most fun you have this summer.

  Leaning discreetly against the tree I pulled my bikini top to the sides exposing my breasts to the suns warmth and removed the offending burr. I stroked the spot where it had scratched me and it was very soothing. The warm sun felt extra sensual and my mood began to change. I arched my back and allowed the warmth to beat down on my exposed nipples for a moment.

  “Those look delicious,” a voice rang out starting me.

  Not more than six feet away was a stunning girl in a lizard print bikini sunning herself on a rock. She had been so motionless I hadn’t noticed her and felt ashamed of being caught. I quickly pulled my top back into place.

  Just my luck, the one time I’m naughty and I get caught.

  “Show them to me again.” She asked sliding off the rock towards me.

  The bold request took me by surprise.

  “I don’t think so. I didn’t know you were there. Sorry if I gave you the wrong impression – I’m not gay.”

  “How do you know?” she replied entering my personal space and pinning me up against the tree. She descended on me hungrily, like a predator, and I felt too overwhelmed to reply. She leaned in close until her warm breasts pressed against mine. Her face hovered over my face. I noted her skin appeared dry and cracked, but she was beautiful.

  “What’s your name?” she asked.

  “Sandy.”

  “My name is Elizzzabeth” she hissed leaning her face in close to mine. “But you can call me Lizzz.”

  She looked deep into my eyes, her piercing green eyes making me feel lightheaded. Her intense stare paralyzed me and I stood against the tree, frozen by her aggressive approach.

  “How old are you?” She asked raising a hand to stroke my hair.

  “Eighteen,” I stammered confounded.

  “Me too-zz” she whispered softly.

  Her hand moved down from my hair and tenderly stroked my cheek. A mixture of fascination and fear mingled within me. I wasn’t comfortable with such an aggressive girl but she did make me feel attractive - something I’d longed for all summer. Her high cheekbones flared dramatically – she was easily the hottest girl I’d seen during our family’s vacation at the lake house.

  Thank goodness she doesn’t hang out at the lake or no guy would have noticed me. She is built like a goddess.

  “Show them to me again…Sssandy” she repeated.

  She held her lips close to mine causing me to pull back as far as the tree would allow. I couldn’t tell if it was fear or excitement, but my heart began beating faster.

  “I can’t. You seem nice but I just can’t pull out my breasts in front of you. I don’t do girls and even if I did, I hardly know you. I am kinda shy” I informed her.

  “And kinda tasty” she whispered brushing her lips against mine.

  My head was pinned against the tree and there was no more room to retreat. My breathing immediately became shallower and I suddenly felt overwhelmed. I wasn’t sure how I felt about it - but she was seducing me. My breathing became even more labored at the thought.

  The sun beamed down hot on us as she leaned in on me. A drop of perspiration formed on my brow and it felt like I needed some air. Liz looked perfectly dry, seeming to bask in the hot sun as she stroked my cheek with her warm fingers.

  I felt something poke me in the nipples – it was Liz. Her nipples had hardened and were jetting prominently through her bikini top and poking mi
ne. She undulated her torso slowly back and forth, dragging her nipples against mine as she hovered over my mouth. Her nipples were so hard, like steel, and her dragging was more than just a gentle sensation. It felt like she was groping me with them. My own nipples began to stiffen and I got scared. I put my hands on her shoulders and tried to push her away, but had no strength.

  “Aye, I have to go” I stuttered trying to pull away.

  Her hand moved off my cheek and around the back of my head. I felt her grip me by the short hairs on the back of my neck and hold me still. A cold pit moved into my stomach offsetting the heat of the day. Her lips softly kissed mine and I reflexively swooned. She gently kissed again causing my face to flush, like I was falling into a daze. I tried to resist her advances but a third kiss melted me. I joined her lips and kissed her back tenderly.

  What am I doing? This is another girl!

  Her hand gripped the back of my hair tighter. I felt her tongue slide between my lips and caress my front teeth. It was the first time I’d had a girls tongue penetrate my lips and suddenly my pussy felt even hotter than the rest of my body.

  “What are you doing to me?” I whispered.

  Her other arm wrapped around me and she pressed her hot flesh firmly against mine. Her tongue eased deeper into my mouth and caressed my tongue invitingly. My chest heaved passionately and I couldn’t restrain stroking her tongue with mine.

  She’s got me, she is taking me. She is so hot.

  Liz continued to hold me firmly and I mildly trembled in her arms.

  “Hold me” she cooed with her tongue still in my mouth.

  She can speak clearly with her tongue out. This girl is..?

  “Hooold mee” she implored again, stroking my tongue with hers.

  My hands, that only moments earlier tried to push her away, obediently wrapped around her. I had never held another girl like this, but her tongue in my mouth was increasing my passion beyond my control. No guy had ever seduced me like this.

  Liz moaned passionately and I felt her tongue move deeper into my mouth. It went deeper than I expected and caressed the very back of my tongue. It was startling at first.

  Boy this girl has a long tongue. This is crazy.

  To my surprise her soft wet tongue continued deeper into my mouth until it stroked the top of my throat. It alarmed me even more. I removed my hands from her and jerked, but she continued to hold me tightly, stroking the back of my tongue with hers.

  Having a mouthful of her tongue was intoxicating and continued to arouse me against my will. I couldn’t help it – it was the most intimate thing I’d ever felt. Soon I was moaning from the sensation and feeling lightheaded my clit began to engorge. As it swelled the woods around us faded into a featureless blob of color until there was only me and Liz.

  Her grip tightened on me as her tongue moved deeper and began easing into my throat. My heavy breathing mixed with an occasional moan as her tongue began sliding down my throat. Sweat ran down my back as I stood in a molten trance, shocked by the deep invasion of my mouth.

  I stood helplessly as her tongue continued further down my throat and she moaned with me. It stopped just at the tip of my esophagus, allowing me to continue my labored breathing. I didn’t know how to react and my moans became little whimpers of lusty confusion.

  Liz began working her tongue up and down my throat, deeper than anything I’d ever known. The sensuality was overwhelming. I could feel her thick tongue moving up and down my neck effortlessly. I daintily licked the bottom of her tongue as she continued to throat fuck me. The feel of it made my pussy drenched in whoosh, so much that I could feel a wet spot growing on my bikini bottoms. I felt self conscious, overwhelmed…taken.

  “You’re so beautiful” she was able to say as she fucked my throat.

  I swooned from both the invasion and the compliment. I began to feel dizzy and go limp. My legs became weak and I wobbled in her arms. Liz recognized this and held me up firmly. Slowly I felt her tongue withdraw from my throat, dragging itself along my tongue, finally exiting my lips. Even the feel of her pulling out was one of the most sensuous things I’d ever felt.

  She released her grip on my hair and backed her face a few inches away from mine.

  “You taste amazzzzing” she hissed again. “I need more, show them to me again.”

  She resumed stroking my cheek.

  “You’re tongue is really long” I stammered.

  Liz smiled again and stuck her tongue out a few inches. The pink tip was unusual. It wasn’t rounded, it was flayed in two sections – forked. The very tip began wiggling up and down so fast it became a blur of motion. I watched fascinated as it flicked at light speed in front of my face. When it stopped wiggling it began moving towards me until it licked my lips. Though her face was a good four inches from mine her tongue began penetrating my lips and moving into my mouth. As she did she stared deeply into my eyes, holding me still with her gaze.

  My own tongue instinctively met hers again. I stared into her eyes transfixed as she frenched me from afar – her long tongue undulating across the space between us seductively. I softly closed my lips around it and found myself gently sucking on her tongue.

  She withdrew it from my mouth and her hand moved over my lips. She eased two fingers into my mouth. I sucked on them lustily and realized they were unusual. Her finger tips stuck to my tongue and I had to jerk it away to get them unstuck.

  I reached out my hand and took her by the wrist. I withdrew her fingers from my mouth and inspected them closely. The tips of her fingers had tiny suction cups. They were barely noticeable and you had to look hard to spot them, but once you did it was easy to see they were covered in them.

  What is with this girl? She is not normal. What does she really want from me?

  She boldly moved her wet fingers into my bikini top taking me by surprise. Her fingers caressed my right nipple. The wet cups on her fingertips gripped and tugged at my tender flesh as she stroked making her touch feel like an electric current.

  A girl is feeling me up! What am I doing? I can’t do this.

  “I need to taste them. Ssshow them to me,” Liz insisted.

  I was flustered and in a moment of clarity panicked. Adrenaline surged through me and I pushed her away roughly.

  “I can’t allow this. I have to go. I am sorry,” I stammered and ran down the path back to the lake.

  “Sssandy – come back” she called from behind, but I couldn’t turn back now. I was overwhelmed and needed to resolve my feelings.

  This stuff isn’t for me…is it? But I loved it, why am I freaking out?

  Even if I wanted to turn back I was too ashamed of running off to attempt it. I continued down the path confused. My clit continued throbbing as I made my way back down to the lake, shaken by the seduction.

  I couldn’t stop recalling our encounter or Liz the rest of the afternoon – her gorgeous flowing hair, her high seductive cheek bones, her model beauty…and unusually long tongue. I thought of her confidence and the way she effortlessly seduced me. She bowled me over and swept me off my feet at the same time. What girl would run from that?

  I’m not gay…am I? Why did I run? Does being attracted to her mean I am?

  One thing was for sure – I no longer thought about the guy I had pursued all summer. My sister could have him. I couldn’t think about anything but Elizabeth and wondered if I would ever see her again. I wished I had met her earlier in my vacation.

  MY BEDROOM WINDOW

  The family dined together at our secluded lake house as the sun began to set. We had been renting this house and spending our summers here since I was in sixth grade. But it had never felt as enchanting as it did that evening. My family talked, sounding like muffled drones in the background as I contemplated my experience with Liz over and over in my head.

  After dinner my sister went out on a date with ‘him’, but I no longer cared. I sat in my room fanaticizing scenarios in which I hadn’t run off from my predator. When the sun set an
d the evening shadows grew a feeling of isolation overcame me. My parents had each other, my sister had her guy – but I only had my imagination. I looked out the window at the moon as it started to rise and wondered if Liz was watching it too. I stripped and put on a nightshirt preparing to turn in early. Perhaps for once I would give myself permission to fantasize about a girl – about her.

  “Are you feeling alright hon?” My mother stated entering my room.

  “Sure, what do you ask?”

  “You seemed a little quiet at dinner and showed no signs of wanting to go out tonight. I was just wondering if something was bothering you.”

  “No I just wanted to have a quiet night” I lied.

  “Well your bed is a wreck. I swear sometimes I wonder if you girls have ever made a bed in your life” she scoffed, looking at the beds in the corner.

  As she began to straighten up my bed a light tapping sound caught my attention. I looked over at the window and peering in was Liz, tapping lightly on the glass, still in the lizard print bikini from earlier.

  She is here! God she looks beautiful - has she come for me? How would I explain this to my mother – I can’t let her see Liz.

  “I want some fresh air” I stated casually.

  “Well don’t open it too much, without the screen bugs will get in.”

  My mother continued working on the bed and I hastily went to the window blocking Liz from her view. I opened the window and Liz looked up at me anxiously.

  “I am hungry for you Sssandy. Come out.”

  “Shhh” I implored her. “My mother is over there, how would I explain this to her.”

  “Explain what?” Liz replied resting her head on the window sill. “Come out and see me beautiful Sandy – I need to see you.”

  Her words melted and shocked me at the same time. I looked back over at my mother who worked diligently on the bed.

  “Can’t you wait until tomorrow, it’s a bad time right now.” I insisted.