Please note that all characters in this story are over the age of 18. ***** Lisa was in her 3rd year at St. Angela's School for girls. The boarding house was always full of attractive girls in and out of the conservative, private school uniform. Lisa always had a curiosity for girls and often noticed her class mates getting undressed and taking showers, al...
Note to the reader. This is the first chapter depicting the transformation of a straight professional woman into a submissive lesbian pet, driven by lust and a desire to please her mistress at all cost. There are elements of reluctance that ultimately lead to complete submission. If you choose to continue, please enjoy. * Margaret (Maggie) Turner was a str...
Note to reader: This story contains content of mild non-consent/reluctance. It is the second part in a series depicting a straight women's journey toward black lesbian submission. If you choose to read on, enjoy. ***** Maggie pulled into the drive about 8:45 still stunned by the encounter with Taisha. It was like a dream. A really bad dream, but one she co...
This is the fourth part in a series following the quest of Taisha, a black dominant lesbian, to convert her former high school principal and now boss into her willingly submissive lover. It does however stand on its own if you have not read the previous chapters. Please be aware, it contains content of non/consent and reluctance. If you choose to read on, pl...
There was a brief pause as Sophie cued up the next part of the movie, during which there was an enthusiastic round of applause from everyone in the audience - except Jenny, who was on her knees servicing Janet and had again missed most of the entertainment. * * * The next thing to appear onscreen was the inside of an empty police station. The door opened a...
Who is that girl? Kirsty thought as she looked across the college bar she regularly frequented, sipping her bacardi and coke. Intrigued she stared long and hard as the pretty brunette strutted towards the dance floor, her short, purple dress hugging her petite frame perfectly. Now Kirsty knew she wasn't doing too badly in the looks department herself. She l...
The big house had loomed over the village for two hundred years or more. The landscape was flat, and it sat atop the only piece of rising ground like a faintly sinister guardian angel. It was viewed more with reverence than with fear by the villagers. It dominated their lives as a benign but uncertain presence. Sophie had known it all her short life. She ha...
As Sophie climbed the stairs following in Katarina's wake her feet were rasped by the coarse carpeting. This part of the house did not compare to the opulence she had seen before. The carpeting ended and the final flight was on bare boards leading to a small landing. Her head was still whirling, and questions tumbled through her mind like water down a cascad...
This is absolutely the second part of the one story and it is necessary to read Part 1. Penny may have had a great squirting orgasm, but there were still three of us with wet wanton pussies. While Penny recovered, we started looking through the box of toys Sean left. He did well. He'd know we weren't just looking for run of the mill dildoes and vibrators....
The night Sophie was bitten was in late October -- it was an unusually cold night, in an unusually cold year. The young girl shivered as she stood outside in the yard of the Black family estates. Sophie should have brought a coat. Emmeline should have been there, she said she would be ; yet here it was 10 o'clock and she was alone. It shouldn't have surpr...