Steps to Submission Volume 3: Virgin Lesbian Erotic Romance (Steps to Submission Bundles)

by Lexie X

  Sensing her domineering girlfriend's plan, Piper moved to the space at the foot of the meek redhead's bed, an otherwise private space whose violation she would never forget. Isabella joined her there and pulled her in for a hard kiss while making sure to keep the two of them angled so that their onlooker would have a good view; although the kisses might not have been as physically passionate, they were far more visual and graphic. A minute in, a glance to her right brought forth the blonde's ire. "Sheenan."

  "Yes?" the redhead asked, looking up again.

  "I'll put it simply. This will make us even—but if you look away even one more time, I'm going to tell the association what you were doing and get you kicked to the dorms."

  Visibly concerned, Sheenan nodded. Along the edge of her flip-flops, her toes curled, and she almost seemed to melt back into the corner of the room. "What exactly is it that's going to make us even?"

  Isabella ignored her.

  Energized by her girlfriend's easy dominance over this meek girl, Piper gripped soft flesh and began working her kisses downward. She heard Sheenan's breathing deepen from the corner of the room as her kisses reached Isabella's impressive cleavage.

  Making sure to give a good show, Isabella breathed deeply and lifted her head back as soft lips worked along the edge of her shirt. Turning her eyes on Sheenan to make sure the girl was looking, she stepped back an inch and lifted her shirt off, exposing her black bra and bare toned midriff. The redhead's eyes darted up and down, alternately glued to her bare abdomen and her nearly exposed breasts.

  Piper threw her a smile before leaning down to squeeze and knead the fabric of her girlfriend's bra. Ever so slowly, she worked her massage down and around, eventually gently unclasping the bra and letting it fall away. As her firm round breasts hung free, Isabella made sure to turn and give their watcher a full view. She locked eyes with the stunned redhead and took a moment to gently cup each breast, squeezing once for effect.

  Holding on to the corner for dear life, Sheenan pressed her thighs together tightly.

  Piper stepped forward and let her hands get back to their fun. Squeezing and massaging Isabella's upper body, she moved down inch by inch until her face came near those perfect breasts. Her tongue found each nipple in turn and she followed her girlfriend's cue to give a good show.

  Isabella gripped her back and sighed happily. A moment later, her eyes fell upon a desk and chair in the other corner. Pushing Piper away for a moment, she stepped over toward the desk as nonchalantly as if she wasn't bare from the waist up. Pulling out the chair, she turned it to face their spot at the end of the bed. "Sit."

  Sheenan gulped.

  "Sit down, Sheenan," she ordered. "I won't ask you again. You creeped on us and violated our privacy, not once, but twice—and you're going to get the show you were seeking."

  Breathing hard, the meek redhead moved over and sat roughly in the chair, her eyes averted from the round breasts hanging just above her face.

  Isabella smirked, let the moment percolate, and then moved back to her girlfriend.

  It was Piper's turn to pull down her girlfriend's pants, and she took the task one step at a time, kissing and tugging to draw out the process. Glances to her left showed her Sheenan watching with breathless captivation. The first thing that struck Piper—other than her girlfriend's tangible heat—was the sweet scent she could smell from two feet away. First the violently passionate sex and now dominating some cute meek girl—Isabella was clearly extremely turned on. A similar ache grew within her own body as she anticipated getting her hands and mouth on so much wetness.

  As Piper returned upward and began working her girlfriend's panties down, there was no need for Isabella to command Sheenan's eyes. The redhead already sat staring at those soaked black panties as if in a trance, her anticipation and fear clearly centered on what was about to happen. Throwing her a knowing smile, Piper suddenly pulled those black panties down to soft ankles.

  Isabella spread her legs to give the girl a good look. A moment later, she turned and kept the angle good as a head moved between her thighs.

  Stopping an inch away, Piper paused to take in her girlfriend's powerful sweet scent. "Smells so good," she said aloud for Sheenan's benefit.

  The redhead tightened her thighs again and fought the urge to squirm.

  Isabella sat fully on the edge of the bed and set her legs wide.

  Bringing her fingers forward, Piper caressed and massaged her girlfriend's soaked sex, enjoying the intense arousal, heat, and scent. "She's ridiculously turned on right now," she said to Sheenan. "Can you see how wet she is?"

  Isabella smiled, visibly approving of the comment.

  Sheenan nodded absently, her eyes locked on the perfect pink slit open a few feet before her.

  Unable to resist her own urges any longer, Piper leaned in and slid out her tongue, a move which elicited a little intake of breath from their watcher. That intake became a full automatic tiny gasp as her firm tongue first visibly slid against open slick pink.

  Excited by the reactions her tongue was getting from both her girlfriend and their watcher, Piper let herself get really into it and put on a show both for the girl above and the girl in the chair to her left.

  Isabella held her hair gently this time, a happy smile on her face. Her bare breasts rose and fell with her deepening breaths and her naked body visibly flushed in response to her girlfriend's expert ministrations.

  Bringing her fingers into play again, Piper went about building the strongest orgasm she could manage in her partner. One finger here, one finger there, tongue sliding just so; in moments, Isabella's thighs tightened around her head and the gorgeous naked blonde began giving out involuntary alluring moans.

  Sheenan jumped a little in her chair, but her eyes remained fixated on the show.

  Arching forward, Isabella gripped her girlfriend's hair. Feeling slick inner walls tighten around her fingers, Piper knew she'd reached her goal, and she kept licking and fingering in exactly the same manner as Isabella began getting off against her mouth. Surrounded by bare soft flesh, light sweat, and the juices and scent of her girlfriend's arousal, she felt completely in her element.

  It occurred to her that she already had her answer to Jessie's biggest question. She'd had it all along—it was obvious every time she'd completely lost herself in the intensely enjoyable world of another girl's sex. If she had the choice she would have stayed in those moments forever, but getting to lick, finger, and play to her heart's content every day with Isabella was as close as possible to that heaven. Above her, Isabella bucked and screamed loudly once as her hand desperately gripped hair.

  It was hard to say whether Sheenan was most stunned by the intensely beautiful girl getting off on the edge of her bed or by the look on her entranced girlfriend's face as she made that orgasm happen; either way, Isabella came down with a series of deep breaths, stood, and approached the redhead.

  She stood there naked before her for a long moment, saying nothing.

  Sheenan's hand moved ever so slightly.

  On that cue, Isabella reached down and pulled up her pants and underwear. "We'll leave you with that," she said darkly. "I'd tell you not to watch us anymore, but I know you will. That's our revenge: you can see it and want it as badly as you like, but you can't have it."

  She threw her shirt on a moment later and then grabbed her accomplice.

  Pulled out of her reverie and out of the room, Piper gladly ran back with her girlfriend. They paused in the hallway out of sight from every corner to kiss and grab at each other passionately. They each pulled at the other until it was not possible to get any closer and they had to be satisfied with close embrace—faces lodged in each other's hair, breath rolling across each other's necks.

  "Fuck," Isabella panted. "I'm so in love with you, it hurts!"

  Piper's heart soared. "Why, what did I do?"

  The sweaty blonde just shook her head and laughed.

  Returning to their apartment, they found two gi
rls sitting on the couches within and chatting over beers.

  Isabella stopped short. "Oh, hey."

  "You must be our roommates," one of the girls guessed, standing.

  "Yeah," Piper chimed in. "I'm Piper."

  "I'm Savannah," the standing girl replied. The first thing that Piper noticed was her tightly pulled back blonde hair and athletic physique. Wearing tight workout clothes as if she'd just come from the gym, she was obviously a sporty person. At the same time, her attire was exactly on trend.

  "Do you two know each other already?" the other girl asked, leaving her couch to join them.

  "Um, yeah, we lived together last year in the dorms," Isabella offered.

  "Isn't it so great to be out of those shitty cramped boxes?" the girl replied. "I'm Maisy." She held out her hand. Piper looked her up and down as she greeted Isabella.

  Maisy had short wavy asymmetrical black hair that framed her face, and she was powerfully cute in a much more straightforward way. Where Savannah seemed almost a stereotypical college girl, Maisy seemed aware and engaging, even though it was Savannah that had first stood to greet them. It occurred to her that these girls had been randomly chosen and that they might not be cool with roommates that were dating. Isabella smiled and made small talk, but glanced over with the same concern. After a shared beer or two, they found a moment to break away from their new roommates.

  "Are we going to have to hide us?" Piper asked, worried.

  Isabella frowned. "Maybe for now."

  Thinking about the questions Jessie had brought up and how she'd briefly come to terms with those answers, she felt a pang of strange fear. "What if I don't want to?"

  "Can we just feel these girls out first?" her girlfriend asked, her expression normal.

  "Alright." A storm of worries erupted in her heart.

  "Great," Isabella responded. "Let's go hang with our new roomies, then."

  "Sure."

  Piper grabbed a beer and put on a smile, although dark fears secretly gnawed at her heart.

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  Piper's Humiliation

  A cold and distant Isabella increasingly takes advantage of her submissive girlfriend, binding her and forcing her to pleasure, ordering her to serve as a living sex doll for a friend, and generally commanding her around like things have gone back to the first few months of their relationship. Is Isabella finally making good on her promise to leave Piper as a broken and desperate craver of girl sex, or is something else going on?

  Content advisory: contains strong themes of domination and submission, first times between girls, and a long, salacious buildup and payoff.

  This is Part 16 of "Steps to Submission", following Piper's descent into sexuality and depravity at the hands of her roommate.

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  Serena's Submission

  Foreplay

  Dominated

  Passion

  Breaking Nicole

  The Locket

  Emma's Hypnosis

  Lydia's Hypnosis

  Gwen's Hypnosis

  Novels

  Lynn's Craving

  My Roommate’s Girlfriend

  Seduction Games

  Sorority Seductions

  Tempting Jennifer

  Anthologies

  Virgin Lesbians: Erotic First Time Stories

  Virgin Lesbians II: Erotic Stories of Seduction

  Virgin Lesbians III: Sapphic First Times

  Virgin Lesbians IV: Kinky First Times

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  STEPS TO SUBMISSION

  Training Piper

  Servicing Isabella

  Piper's Submission

  Loving Isabella

  Catching Isabella

  Piper's Play

  Piper's Awakening

  Isabella's Desire

  Piper's Craving

  Isabella's Game

  Loving Piper

  Isabella's Secret

  Piper's Game

  Piper's Scheme

  Isabella's Voyeur

  Piper's Humiliation

  Piper's Choice

  Isabella's Choice

  Isabella's Teacher

  Piper's Temptation

  Piper's Crush

  Isabella's Gift

  Isabella's First

  Isabella's Passion

  Piper’s Proposal

  SERENA'S SUBMISSION

  Foreplay

  Dominated

  Passion

  Breaking Nicole

  THE LOCKET

  Emma's Hypnosis

  Lydia's Hypnosis

  Gwen's Hypnosis

  NOVELS

  Lynn's Craving

  My Roommate’s Girlfriend

  Seduction Games

  Sorority Seductions

  Tempting Jennifer

  ANTHOLOGIES

  Virgin Lesbians: Erotic First Time Stories

  Virgin Lesbians II: Erotic Stories of Seduction

  Virgin Lesbians III: Sapphic First Times

  Virgin Lesbians IV: Kinky First Times

  NOVELLAS

  The Fake Photoshoot

  Foursome

  Sex, Lies, and Magic

  SHORT STORIES

  Lexie's Lessons

  Teaching Lexie

  Should We?

  Seducing Sadie

  Coaxing Kate

  Practice

  Sara's Dare

  Brianna (FREE)

  Brianna's Fantasy

  Angela's Awakening

  Angela's Explorations

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  Awoken groggily from sleep, Piper turned over uncomfortably only to find someone climbing on top of her in the dark. "Isabella?"

  The blonde's warm breath rolled across her face rife with the smell of alcohol. "Let's fuck…"

  "Did you go out drinking?" she exclaimed, pushing her girlfriend off of her. "It's Thursday night!"

  "Hanging with our new roomies, that's all," Isabella slurred.

  The open door swung further and another person entered the room, slamming the lights on as she did so. "Heyyy!" Savannah stood swaying by the door. "You went in the wrong room, Izzie!"

  Piper frowned.

  "Maybe I want to sleep in Piper's room," Isabella responded. "This bed looks comfortable."

  Savannah came further in and sat on the other half of the bed.

  Cornered by the two drunk blondes, Piper turned her frown into a grimace. "Where'd you two go tonight?"

  "Just a bar or two, no dancing," Savannah said, laughing. "You should have come out with us!"

  "I have class in the morning."

  "What's a skipped class or two?" Isabella countered.

  "You're going to skip
class now, too?" Piper asked, genuinely concerned. "What's gotten into you?"

  "Nothing!" Isabella stood and sauntered toward the door. "Come on, Savannah, let's let her sleep."

  "Want to go dancing this weekend?" Savannah asked her captive roommate.

  Piper gave in. "Sure."

  "Great! It's a date."

  At that, Isabella laughed loudly. A moment later, they both stormed out of the room.

  Stumbling up, Piper turned off the lights, closed and locked her door, and fell back into bed with a dark cloud over her heart. After a sigh, she got back up and unlocked the door before hopping back under the covers.

  She awoke to a hand lightly grasping her throat.

  "They're asleep now and the door's locked," Isabella whispered, her words a bit clearer even if her breath still smelled like liquor.

  "Maybe I'll just moan loudly this time," she responded, tired of being kept a secret. The first two weeks of school had already passed and the blonde still had yet to decide what to do about telling their roommates about their relationship.

  The hand around her throat tightened, nearly cutting off her air. The command was simple and direct. "You won't."

  Moving her legs in darkness, Piper realized that her girlfriend was on top of her above the covers with her knees to either side. Her own slight squirms gave away her instinctual reaction to the choking and denigration—she hated that being treated that way only turned her on, and she hated that Isabella knew it.

  "Stay under the covers," the blonde ordered quietly, moving forward. She moved to pin her captive's arms at her sides by placing her knees at the edge of the blankets.

  Practically bound completely in place by the tight covers that left only her head exposed in darkness, Piper realized what her drunken girlfriend wanted as the blonde's bare thighs descended on either side of her face. The barest hint of fabric brushed her forehead—the edge of a shirt. Were her panties and skirt somewhere on the floor, or had Isabella crossed the apartment half-naked?