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

by I. M Rogue

  “Yes mistress, thank you.”

  I knew that meant I wouldn’t be touching myself for a long time but didn’t care. If it meant pleasing my mistress it would be worth it.

  “Now let’s go, the food should be about ready and I’ve worked up an appetite.”

  I was hungry too – oddly enough craving strawberries. She took my hand and locked her fingers around mine possessively. Then she led me back to my house like nothing had happened. But we both knew better.

  TEST OF DEVOTION

  “That feels so good Courtney” I sighed, feeling stuffed full of barbecue.

  She continued rubbing my feet as the sun began to set on what had been a very enlightening day. I had a new girlfriend, my first ever, who was also my stern mistress. But at that moment she was treating me like a princess, pampering me with attention that hours earlier I could have only dreamed of.

  “Would you like to spend the night at my house? I have a special test in mind for you” she asked.

  “I would love to. I was so hoping you would invite me.”

  I knew that once I entered her room she would become my rough demanding mistress – and whatever my new love demanded of me I would strive to fulfill. It excited me almost as much as the thought of sleeping next to her in bed.

  When she was done working on my feet she went inside to inform the parents that I would be spending the night next door. She walked back out, took me by the hand and kissed me on the cheek. In the growing twilight she looked so sexy. I tried to offer her my mouth, desperate to kiss her dominating lips, but she pulled me forward and we continued to her bedroom.

  I can’t wait to kiss her. Surely she will let me in her bedroom.

  Once we arrived in her room she locked the door and became demanding.

  “Strip little slut.”

  “Yes mistress.”

  I removed the tee shirt she had loaned me and my bikini bottoms and stood there for inspection. She took out some salve from her dresser and had me turn around. I felt her dab the healing salve across the strawberry rash on my ass. She covered it completely and then took a large band aid and applied it tenderly. I felt very privileged under her care.

  The sooner that heals the sooner I will be allowed to cum. I am so proud to be tended to by her.

  When she was done tending the rash she turned me around and inspected the small welts she had made across my chest.

  “These are nothing, they will be gone by the morning.”

  “Thank you mistress” I replied.

  “I have an important test of your dedication little slut. I really hope you won’t disappoint me.”

  “No mistress, I promise I won’t disappoint you.”

  “Good, for some reason I have faith in you little slut.”

  “Thank you mistress.”

  “Put your hands behind your head and lock your fingers together.”

  When I had done it she placed a piece of an old broom handle behind my neck and under my arms. Then she tied my arms securely to the stick, pinning them tightly in this position. When she was done I stood there with my tits jutting forward and my hands tightly bound behind my head.

  She opened her closet and several whips spilled onto the ground. For a moment I thought I was going to be whipped again but she only cursed and put them back. She disappeared into the closet and emerged a short time later holding a large contraption I didn’t recognize. I watched her place it on the floor in the middle of the room and set it up.

  The contraption had a rounded top, like a bucket that had been cut longwise and laid on its side. It sat flat on the floor and the rounded body arched up in a half circle, covered with leather. At the base there was a cord that Courtney plugged in.

  “Have you ever rode one of these?” She asked.

  “No mistress, I’ve never seen one of those before.”

  She grabbed me firmly by the hair and teased at kissing me. I swooned with desire, dying to taste her lips, but she pulled away before they could meet.

  “Well you’re going to get a crash course in sybian training” she whispered.

  “Yes mistress.”

  She opened the top drawer of her dresser and pulled out a shoebox. Inside were dildos of several different sizes and shapes.

  “Hmm, let’s see which one would be right for little Belle” she wondered out loud.

  She ruffled through the box and pulled out a massive ten inch dildo that was as fat as my wrist. I gasped and tried to remain calm. Then she laughed.

  “No I don’t think we will train you on this.”

  She reached back in and pulled out a regular sized dildo, one that I would have selected for myself and my heart started to beat faster.

  She knows just what I need.

  She attached the dildo to the top of the sybian and when she was done it stood straight up, ready to be mounted.

  “Are you starting to understand what is going to happen little slut?”

  “Yes mistress, just tell me what you want.”

  “You’re going to ride this for me and do whatever I tell you. You are not allowed to cum. If you have an orgasm then you fail and I will know I was wrong about you. Do you understand?”

  “Yes mistress, anything for you.”

  She grabbed me roughly by the hair and walked me over to it telling me not to mount the dildo yet. With her holding me steady by the hair I knelt down onto the sybian in front of the dildo and it bumped my clit as I sat there. The leather felt cool against my hot pussy and I became anxious to begin.

  “Pledge your devotion to me” Courtney demanded.

  “I pledge my undying loyalty to Mistress Courtney, the only girl I will ever serve. I promise to do everything she asks of me without hesitation or complaints. I live to service her every whim obediently. She is my owner and I am her slutty possession.”

  “That was very convincing little slut. Now let’s find out if it is true. It’s time to ring the little Belle” she smirked ominously.

  She held up a control box that was attached to the sybian by a wire and pushed a button. The machine whirred on and the arch began vibrating between my legs.

  “Sit on it with all your weight” she ordered and I complied.

  I felt confident when we started but as soon as the relentless vibration reached my clit a desire to climax immediately gripped me.

  Holding off is going to be harder than I thought.

  My clit swelled quickly from the stimulation of the machine. Ripples of pleasure emanated throughout my crotch and pussy becoming more intense by the minute. Having her sternly watch me only increased my arousal. Soon my pussy was soaked and I was fighting the urge to hump against the sybian. I wanted so much to climax next to my controlling, heavenly mistress. But I wanted to please her even more. I hungered to make her proud to own me – just as I hungered to taste her lips.

  “Who do you belong to?” She asked.

  “I belong to you.”

  SLAP! – she slapped me firmly on the cheek.

  “In this room you will end every sentence with ‘mistress’ little slut.”

  Oh crap – how could I have forgotten?

  “Please forgive me mistress. I belong to you and only you mistress.” I reassured her.

  “Arch up and let’s get down to business” she demanded.

  I sat upon my knees getting a short break from the vibration and guided my pussy over the dildo. I ground my lips against it, wetting it with my juices.

  “Hurry up, don’t make me wait” she demanded.

  I slid myself down taking a few inches of it inside and moaned from the penetration. The vibration from the sybian rippled through it making me feel as if I was being violated by this machine. I began to hump the first few inches and moan. It felt intensely stimulating.

  “Mount it faster” she ordered.

  Courtney put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me down hard. My hips bent and I collapsed onto the dildo taking all of it into my hungry pussy with a groan. I felt the vibrat
ions tingling my clit, filling my pussy, and spreading up into my bowels. My breathing became heavier and my clit started throbbing urgently.

  Oh my goodness, I really really want to cum.

  “You like that little slut?”

  “Yes mistress.”

  Courtney pressed another button and the dildo started to move – it began slowly turning and rotating inside me. I could feel the vibration twisting inside the walls of my pussy tingling every inch to life.

  “Hoo” I moaned unable to stifle it.

  “Show me your loyalty by not cumming. Prove to me you’re worthy to be mine – show me your strength little Belle. Do not cum.”

  When she said ‘do not cum’ the first thing my body did was plead to climax. It was like being told not to made my orgasm come on stronger. The vibrating sybian teased my clit until it was begging to give up and explode in orgasm. Her watching only added to the excitement.

  “Oh oh oh” I began moaning louder, pulling against my arm bindings.

  “Do not cum little slut – stay strong.”

  Please stop telling me not to cum. It’s just making it harder to control.

  “Fuck it like the little slut you are” she ordered.

  “Yes mistress.”

  I eased my body up and slowly dropped back down onto the twisting rod. It felt heavenly and I slowly did it again, trying to focus on controlling my onrushing need to climax.

  “Faster” she said grabbing me by the hair again.

  She lifted me up by the hair and forced me down hard on the dildo making me whimper with delight.

  “OH!” I practically screamed.

  I love when she controls me by the hair. She is so demanding.

  Before I could finish moaning she lifted me up again, pulling my hair painfully and thrust me down hard. My pussy gushed from her control and I again moaned loudly. She quickly pulled me up again and I went down myself this time, then arched back up. I had gotten the message and began fucking the machine hard and fast in front of her. She bent down next to me and whispered in my ear.

  “You doing good so far my little slut – keep it up. Prove your dedication to me and I will be yours.”

  “Thank you, yes mistress.”

  I continued fucking the machine like the little slut she had turned me into, loving every moment of it. The fucking felt great and seemed to make my need to climax ease off a bit as I enjoyed the feel of raw hard penetration.

  Click

  Courtney pushed another button and the machine began vibrating much harder, sending waves of stimulation marching into my clit. Goosebumps ran up my back and my clit swelled so tight I thought it might burst. Every vibration echoed through it, demanding that my body to surrender to the orgasm it was building. Waves of increasing pleasure strobed through me and I started trembling as I held my orgasm back.

  “Don’t cum little slut” she persisted.

  “No mistress I won’t. But it’s so hard (pant) when you keep ordering me not to. My body (pant) - my body won’t listen.”

  SLAP! – another hard slap rang through my cheek.

  “You fucking better not disappoint me bitch.”

  SLAP!

  “Don’t even think I am joking” she persisted.

  “I’m trying mistress” I stammered helplessly.

  I continued fucking the sybian as it filled me with an orgasmic recipe that I did battle with. Orgasmic stimulation surged through my body - pleading to my engorged clit to light the fuse.

  Courtney reached around back and undid her top, letting it fall to the side. She rubbed her firm breasts in front of me and then focused on teasing her nipples. She looked so beautiful – like everything I ever desired.

  My mistress, my owner, my goddess is so gorgeous. I need to be strong for her.

  She put her hands back on my shoulders and forced me tightly into the sybian, cramming the dildo deep inside. The vibration against my clit became persistent and maddening. My clit felt like a sparkler radiating pleasure out in all directions – demanding that I submit to the orgasm it contained. I fought to not cum and my head swung from side to side trying to hold off.

  “I’m trying mistress” I cried out in desperation.

  “Be strong for me Belle” she encouraged.

  I could feel the point of no return getting closer and bit my lip to resist. My head continued flailing as if it was fighting the battle for me. Courtney grabbed my hair again and held my head steady. She thrust a tit in my face and ordered me to suck it. I latched onto her nipple and nursed it like a hungry baby, making no attempt to be demure.

  “Owh” she stammered from my forceful sucking.

  I tried to forget about the stimulation that was conquering my body and focus completely on her magnificent breast. My crotch was like a ringing bell with sensations radiating out of it uncontrollably. I pulled against my bound arms with muscles that were tense and on the edge.

  “Come on little slut, you can do it. Hold back for me.”

  She pulled her nipple out of my mouth and forced my face to look up at her. I must have been something to see, shaking and grimacing violently in an attempt to hold back. She smiled and bent down to kiss me.

  Oh fuck yes. Please kiss me.

  Her lips brushed against mine and I kissed her back.

  “You’re not allowed to kiss me back” she ordered sternly.

  “Ohw, ohw (pant)…okay mistress.”

  Her lips came back to mine and kissed me softly. It was like a slice of heaven and I fought the urge to kiss her back. She kissed me again and licked my lower lip making me swoon, dying to meet her lips with mine. The feel of her tongue shot straight down to my clit and an early surge caused me to jerk.

  Oh god that is a sweet kiss.

  Courtney kissed me again and her tongue slipped into my mouth and licked mine. It was exactly what I was wanting and I swooned between grunts, feeling drunk from it. When I fully realized her coveted tongue was in my mouth my clit exploded. I passed the point of no return and looked into her eyes - horrified and helpless.

  “I’mmm so soorrrry” I pleaded. “AHH!”

  A second later my entire body felt like it contracted and then exploded outward. A bolt of stimulation flooded out of my clit and washed over my body causing me to convulse around the sybian uncontrollably. My juices forced their way out of me wetting the sybian as I floundered in the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had. The room blurred and I writhed and moaned out of control.

  Oh no, I am failing. I tried – I really tried.

  “I’m sorry mistress. I’m yours mistress” I pleaded as I rocked through my orgasm.

  As my climax began to pass she grabbed the stick that bound my arms and yanked me forward hard causing me to slip off the sybian and land hard on my chest.

  “You disappointing little whore. I thought you would be special. I actually thought maybe we could have a relationship. But you’re just a weak undisciplined little slut. How disappointing.”

  Her words stung me to the bone and I searched my mind for a way to fix this.

  “No! I didn’t mean to disobey you mistress. I tried but your lips, they tasted so sweet and I have been dying to kiss you. I just…”

  “Don’t call me mistress anymore. I’m not your mistress you weak disobedient little tramp. You have no loyalty to me.”

  “Please mistress, I didn’t mean to be weak. Teach me to be stronger. Please don’t be angry at me.”

  As I pleaded she untied my arms and pulled the stick loose freeing me. She picked up my bikini and threw it at me. Before I could put it on she grabbed me by the hair and arm and marched me out her bedroom and through her house.

  “Please mistress, give me another chance” I begged desperately.

  She opened her front door and shoved me out, still nude and pleading with her.

  “I’m not your mistress tramp – go away. I don’t want to see you again.”

  “No!” I stammered. “Don’t give up on me so fast.”

 
Slam! - the door shut in my face. I became aware that I was nude and slipped into the hedges to put my bikini back on, than started to cry. After all the things she had done to me, this was by far the most painful. My heart was broken.

  I wandered home depressed, snuck in the back door and went to my room undetected. I had no will to explain why I was home or why I wouldn’t be sleeping at Courtney’s house and avoided everyone. Instead I lay on my bed and cried some more. Then I became angry at her. How could she be so heartless? I tried – she must know how hard I tried.

  But maybe she did know – and that is why she broke it off with me. She expected more strength and I failed like…a little slut. Oh god this hurts. I failed her after promising I wouldn’t.

  I curled up into a fetal position and tried to think of ways to win her back before finally drifting off to sleep.

  THE CHERRY STALKER

  The next morning I woke up still sad but determined to fix the situation. My longing to belong to Courtney had only increased after a night’s sleep. I knew what I wanted and was determined to get her back.

  I may be naive relationship wise but I’m a sharp girl. I’ll figure something out. My whole life has been turned upside down but this doesn’t feel crazy. If anything, what I want finally make better sense. But I have to be determined and strong enough to not disappoint her again.

  After breakfast I showered and put on the cutest skirt and tee combo I had – a plaid miniskirt with a pink top. By the time I finished dressing I was impatient to see her and practically ran next door and knocked vigorously – like I meant it. Her mother answered and informed me that Courtney had gone downtown.

  “I think she wants to take inventory of the stores in our new town” her mom joked. “By the way you look very cute in that outfit.”

  “Thanks, I guess I’ll go looking for her.”

  She smiled a moment longer and closed the door. I headed for the shopping district determined to find her.

  I’ll search all afternoon if I have to.

  It actually didn’t take very long to locate her. When I turned down First Street I saw her enter a vintage clothing store and hurried in that direction. I entered the store several minutes after Courtney. She was browsing the back wall and talking to a pretty girl who was stocking a shelf.