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

by I. M Rogue

  “Where’s the scissors” I asked Courtney.

  “Bottom drawer.”

  I got the scissors, snipped her bra down the center and jerked it off her.

  “That was a new bra” she snorted outraged.

  SLAP! - “have you forgotten the rules bitch?”

  “Ow!” Belle wait!”

  SLAP

  SLAP

  SLAP

  I tore into her like the disobedient bitch she was acting like. Her head jerked from side to side with each slap and when I was done she looked dazed and shocked. She pulled against her bindings in vain and groaned for mercy.

  “What do you want from me?”

  “To take your medicine like an adult. Come on mom – show us what a big girl you are” Courtney leered stilled curled up at the head of her bed.

  “I promise to never do it again Courtney. Please go easy on me. I didn’t know how much you liked Belle. I swear.”

  “Where have I heard that before” Courtney replied in a distant voice.

  “You know that I get these urges. You know I can’t control them.”

  “I get urges too” Courtney responded. “Don’t stop Belle.”

  “Did you put the initiation whip in your closet?” I asked feeling braver.

  Courtney nodded.

  I opened the closet and selected the red whip from a stack of several others. I’d never whipped anyone before but could attest to the persuasiveness of the harsh whip. It was immensely painful as my own welts could attest to.

  I stood in front of her stretched out body searching for a target. I finally settled on her breasts and raised the whip. Courtney scooted closer – her eyes wide with anticipation.

  I brought the first shot down semi hard, as a practice shot. Courtney’s mother groaned and her body jerked. Humiliation crossed her face. I don’t think she believed I would do it.

  “Say I am a cheap slut” I demanded.

  “You are way out of line Belle.”

  WHIP! – I brought a second shot down and her mother screamed louder than I ever did. A red streak appeared across her left nipple and she whimpered and started begging.

  “Please Belle. I’ve learned my lesson. That’s enough.”

  “I don’t believe she understood my orders” I joked to Courtney.

  She nodded her head approvingly, a hint of a smile on her face.

  WHIP! – I brought the next hard blow down on her other breast.

  “Belle!” she pleaded.

  Her disobedience ignited my rage. I stepped forward and began slapping her hard across the face saying a word after each slap:

  “I (slap) told (slap) you (slap) to (slap) say (slap) I am (slap) a cheap (slap) slut (SLAP!).”

  Holy smokes, it’s easy to get carried away with my anger.

  I whipped her hard again across the breast and she looked flustered. Another welt started to raise across her other tit and I knew she was becoming more pliable. I searched my mind for a way to tear her down further and remembered Courtney in the pool with me. A defeated expression filled her red flushed face.

  “Now say it” I demanded. “Say I am a cheap slut.”

  She shook her head ‘no’, still quivering in pain.

  WHIP! – I brought a shot hard against her legs and she jumped. Then I pulled on the tie rope harder, pulling her arms even tighter over her head.

  WHIP! – another blow to her other leg made her look broken.

  “I am a cheap slut” she yelled defeated.

  “Say I am a fucking child molesting slut” I continued.

  Courtney’s eyes got big. She wasn’t expecting that.

  “Please Belle, I’ve learned my lesson.”

  “That is not what I ordered you to say” I replied raising the whip again.

  “I am a fucking child molesting slut” she stammered and broke down crying.

  Is that good enough? How far does Courtney want me to take this?

  I looked into Courtney’s eyes and could tell she was not satisfied. I loosened the tie rope and ordered Mrs. Wells down to her knees. Then I bent her over as Courtney had done to me, pushing her face against the carpet. The welts Courtney had left on my own back tingled wildly as I brought the whip down extra hard onto her back.

  WHIP! – “Ahhh” she screamed.

  “Scream as loud as you want – nobody can hear you in this not normal room” I taunted.

  WHIP! – “owww-ho! Owe, owe, owe. Please have mercy. Take the money out of my purse. Either of you can borrow my clothes. Whatever you want – just no more whippi…”

  WHIP! – I brought this shot down low, near her ass and she bucked up like a bronco.

  “It you ever, ever betray Courtney again I will whip you bloody.”

  I know that threat worked on me. Damn I’m getting wet from this.

  “Okay Belle, you have a deal” she sobbed. “I promise. I promise to never interfere with Courtney’s friends again.”

  I needed to punish her more. Even Courtney was lusting for more. Something was missing to make this official. Then it came to me. I picked the curling iron up and showed it to Courtney. She brought her legs in close to her chest and nodded approvingly.

  “It’s time to give you something to remind you to stay in line. I am going to brand your daughters mark into you. You owe her that much bitch.”

  “You can’t leave a mark that my father will see Belle” Courtney spoke up.

  “What should I do?”

  “Do it on the underside of her tit.”

  “Okay, that is a good idea.”

  “Oh my god. OH MY GOD! You’re not actually going to brand me. Please, consider what you are doing Belle.”

  I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her upright on her knees. I could see the fear in her eyes but it didn’t detour me. My clit throbbed as I prepared to incinerate my girlfriend’s repressed anger with one searing stroke.

  I plugged the curling iron in and walked over to Mrs. Wells holding it up.

  Click - I turned it on and copied what Courtney had taught me, holding it against her stomach as it heated up. Soon she squirmed and small beads of perspiration arouse on her forehead.

  “Stop its getting too hot” she insisted.

  I removed the curling iron from her stomach and waited a few moments for it to heat up all the way.

  “Are you ready to bear your daughters brand?”

  She pulled desperately against her bindings and looked at me in disbelief.

  “Please don’t burn me. I promise Courtney, I promise I have learned my lesson. Don’t let her do this Courtney.”

  “You agreed to what we needed to do. Do it Belle” Courtney insisted.

  I nodded and grabbed her mother’s right nipple firmly. She writhed under my touch and I squeezed it harder, appreciating the power I held over this much older woman.

  “Fourteen years old” I mused pinching harder.

  “No Belle, stop. I know you don’t want to do this.”

  I lifted her large breast up by the nipple exposing the soft underside. A look of terror filled her eyes when I raised the hot iron.

  Don’t chicken out. Do it for Courtney. Give her the resolution she craves.

  I pressed the curling iron against the underside of her breast and she screamed in agony.

  “I brand you with the mark of Mistress Courtney. My lover and legal owner” I announced holding the iron firmly against her.

  “Owww!” she wailed under the hot iron.

  I removed it and released her nipple in one motion as she continued writhing against the wall, her tits flopping around spastically.

  “You did it” Courtney stated clearly impressed. A smile crossed her face and I rejoiced in the idea that I had made her happy.

  “You wanna see it?” I asked.

  “Ya.”

  I grabbed her nipple again and lifted the breast. Underneath was a cylindrical burn with the letter ‘C’ clearly visible. She now bore the punishing mark of her daughter. Courtney’s
smile got wider and I could see the repressed anger melting away. Mrs. Wells babbled incoherently and stared at the ground clearly defeated.

  “One more thing” Courtney said standing up.

  She took the whip from me and I could tell it took all of her nerve to raise it. Her hand shook until finally bringing the whip down hard on her mother’s leg causing her to writhe in even greater pain.

  “I want you to call Linda and apologize to her. You broke her heart, she broke my heart, you caused a lot of pain.”

  “Okay I will Courtney. That’s enough.”

  “And whenever I want to borrow the car you will lend it to me without questions.”

  Good one Courtney, I was getting tired of walking too.

  “Yes of course, you may borrow the car whenever you need it. I’ll even contribute to helping you get your own.”

  “If you tell dad anything about what happened in here I’ll tell him everything. Linda, Belle - the whole sordid story. It ends right now mother.”

  “This has always been between us. I promise I won’t tell him about any of this.”

  “Don’t let him see your welts. Do not undress in front of him until tomorrow. He is a good man and deserves better. I don’t want you giving him any reasons be hurt.”

  “I won’t sweetie. Please let me go.”

  Courtney instructed me to help turn her loose and we began untying her. When she was free Mrs. Wells dropped to the floor at our feet and moaned while trying to rub her back. Then she stood up and got dressed quickly.

  “Feel like going out for some lunch Belle?”

  There was a strange casual tone in her voice considering what had just taken place but I appreciated it. It made things feel a little more normal.

  “Ya I could eat.”

  “Go get the car keys and bring them to me” Courtney ordered her mother as she was leaving.

  “I’ll leave them on the table.”

  Mrs. Wells closed the door and Courtney wrapped both arms around me.

  “That was great – you really are my hero.”

  “Do you feel any better about things?” I asked.

  “Ya, I honestly think I do a little. That was a long time coming.”

  “I am so glad I could help…mistress.”

  “Turn around little slut” she demanded.

  I turned and she slapped my ass hard. It signified things going back to normal and I stood still and submissive – embracing what was normal for us. Courtney was becoming her stern demanding self again and I smiled appreciatively on the inside.

  FIVE FINGERED REWARD

  After lunch Courtney wanted to check out the local university so we drove over to it and walked around. It was a smaller college but the campus was very beautiful. There were a lot of attractive girls walking around and I was jealous that Courtney stared at so many of them. But I trusted her. After all we had been through I knew she would never betray me.

  “There is something I have been wanting to teach you little slut. I think it’s time.”

  She called me little slut in public – something is up.

  “Yes mistress.”

  She led me into a grouping of bushes along the edge of the chemistry building, stopping at a small patch of grass. It was a fairly private place and I wondered what her plans were. She began making out with me, allowing me to kiss her more freely than she ever had. I assumed it was a ‘thank you’ for helping to exorcise her repressed demons.

  When she released me she ordered me to remove my skirt. I looked around nervously making sure nobody could see us. We were hidden from view and the campus was fairly quiet, but still anybody could enter the bushes and see. We were taking a chance in public.

  When I had wiggled out of my skirt and she ordered me to lie down on my back in the grass. I obediently did as I was told and she knelt down in front of me. Her hands grabbed my panties and she pulled them off me and spread my legs. It became clear she was finally going to go down on me.

  “Just relax, this is going to be a new experience for you. Every little slut should do it at least once.”

  “Yes mistress.”

  I lay on my back looking up at the blue sky and I felt her leaning in on my pussy. Her tongue swathed my outer lips and they started to heat up. She grabbed my thighs and forced my legs as wide as they would spread and then daintily traced the edges of my inner lips with her tongue. I was still mildly aroused at punishing the matriarch of her family and it didn’t take much to turn me on.

  “Oh mistress, thank you. I hope nobody comes.”

  “Somebody is going to cum little slut – I promise you that.”

  I was becoming too aroused to giggle at her pun. Her tongue dabbed at my juices and then slipped inside me. It massaged the inner walls of my entrance delicately and I swooned. The feeling of my mistress tonguing me was narcotic and my head began swimming euphorically. Slowly my clit began engorging with anticipation.

  After a moment of gentle massaging she withdrew her tongue and moved up to my clit. She expertly traced the edges of it, teasing and making me pine for firmer contact. When she finally licked it I swooned even louder. In the distance we could hear the cheer team practicing which only made me feel more devious.

  As Courtney worked she used her hands to massage my inner thighs which slowly brought my pussy to a boil. Her hands would softly rub the tender insides of my thighs making me want to be filled deep. My inner lips slowly parted and opened up inviting her to penetrate me however she desired.

  Courtney moved one hand off my thigh and slipped her pinky inside me. I tensed up from the unexpected penetration.

  “Just relax” she whispered between licks.

  I lay my head back and gave myself over to my strong lover. Her tongue was sending waves of goose bumps up my back and a need to climax began growing inside me. A second finger joined her pinky and penetrated me to the first knuckle. She eased the two fingers in and out as she worked her magic with her tongue. She wasn’t as talented as her mother but it still felt amazing.

  “Oh fuck ya, bang my pussy…your pussy mistress. It belongs to you.”

  “Uh-huh” she agreed sucking my clit into her mouth.

  A shudder promising a distant orgasm rippled through me and I began breathing deeper. I was so proud to have my clit in her mouth. I felt more caressing against my lips and a third finger joined the other two inside me, stretching my pussy wider. I moaned and rolled my hips against them. She held me still and continued sucking my clit while rolling her tongue over it.

  Her fourth finger played at my entrance, hinting at penetration. After a moment of anticipation it squeezed in with the others, stopping at the first knuckle. My pussy felt stretched and owned. I began to feel very full and grunted sensuously, pining to climax for my beautiful lover.

  Courtney started working her fingers into me deeper. Her second set of knuckles slipped in forcing my pouting pussy lips open wider and I groaned at the fullness.

  “How are you doing little slut? Are you dealing okay?”

  “Yes mistress, it feels nice. Anything for you…as always I am your property.”

  She returned to sucking my clit and I moaned anxiously, slightly humping against the four fingers inside me. She pressed harder with her hand and the fingers moved deeper inside me, finally sticking on her final set of knuckles across her fist. She pressed hard and again my lips stretched until her final set of knuckles popped into me sending a bolt of stimulation up through my stomach and down my legs.

  “Oh!” I stammered.

  “Mmm” she cooed licking me firmly.

  I’ve never had my pussy filled this much. This is intense. All four of her fingers are all the way in. I hope she makes me cum with them inside me.

  Courtney began sucking harder and licking faster and my orgasm built up quickly. I began softly moaning until she hushed me, and I fought to remain silent. I felt something against my outer lips and realized it was her thumb. She began tracing my stretched pussy lips with it, search
ing for space to slip it inside me.

  She is going to fist me. Oh my – I’m so full already I hope I can handle it.

  I felt the tip of her thumb ease slightly between my lips, stretching them wider than I ever considered possible. I felt her pressing her hand harder into me and the thumb began easing inside up to its first knuckle.

  “Oh fuck me” I couldn’t help whispering.

  “Uh-huh” she muttered still nursing my clit.

  More pressure stretched me alarmingly wide until the knuckle of her thumb popped inside me.

  “Guh!” I grunted overwhelmed.

  “We’ve got spirit – how bout you?” The cheer team shouted in the distance.

  I began sputtering overstuffed and instinctively grabbed her head. She stopped sucking and ordered me to keep my hands at my sides.

  “Touch me again before you cum and I will whip you all night. Am I clear about that? Take my fist like my obedient little slut. I will tolerate nothing less.”

  “Yes mistress, I’m sorry.”

  I forced myself to keep my hands at my sides and she went back to sucking me. Stimulation began pouring out of my clit and overstuffed pussy and I struggled to not touch her. She pushed harder and it felt like my pussy was going to split in half.

  “Ahhh” I moaned desperately.

  Plop – her thumb slipped all the way in – now her entire hand was inside me and I fluttered beneath her overwhelmed. But that was just the beginning. More pressure greeted me as she pushed her hand deeper. It slid much easier now that the wider sections were already inside me. The walls of my pussy stretched luridly all the way as her hand eased further inside. I writhed beneath her as bit by bit she filled me fuller than I could have ever imagined.

  Her wrist disappeared inside me and continued deeper. With one final push her hand entered me to her forearm and I groaned in ecstasy.

  I can’t believe my lover has her whole hand inside me. Fuck this is intense!

  All it took was just releasing what was happening to cause an early heave that made me convulse upwards. Her hand began sliding slowly in and out of me, dragging against my G-spot and driving me wild. Stimulation radiated out of my clit and pussy like mad and I felt wonderfully conquered.