1. Becoming a Lesbian Slave


    Date: 11/11/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Domination/submission, Girls domination, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    how small I was done. Luckily, I refrained from the temptation, although I could feel my panties getting damp. “You are a stubborn mule,” Amber said amused. “So back to disobeying me with your clothing choice.” I shrugged, her toes still on my lips. Moving my head, I answered, trying to be strong, “Like I said before, I am quite capable of making my own choices.” “Anyone is capable of such choices, yet very few are competent at doing it,” Amber responded, shoving her stocking-clad toes into my open mouth. “Now suck your Mistress’s toes,” she demanded, my mouth full of her foot. The word ‘Mistress’ had a similar impact as it did in my dreams, sending instant shock waves of submission through my entire being. I had heard Sophia call Amber mistress and had promised myself I would never repeat the submissive word, the word that officially separated her and I. Yet, instead of moving away like I should have done, I obeyed, sucking on her perfectly manicured toes as best I could. “About time,” Amber said, her tone clearly amused at my obedience. Again, part of me wanted to stand up and leave, screw the consequences of my business possibly failing, yet a growing part of me was so overwhelmed by her power, by her beauty, that I was frozen in place obeying her ludicrous orders and eagerly looking forward to the next one. I had sucked each of her toes awkwardly when she pulled her foot away and uncrossed her legs, which gave me a brief look at her panty less pussy the confirmation ...
    that she was wearing a garter belt to hold up her stockings. She caught my glance up her skirt and chuckled, “All in good time my hungry little pet.” Humiliation burned through me as I had been caught staring at her pussy. Yet, even as I was caught, I didn’t avert my eyes from the tiny gateway to Amber’s pussy. She crossed her legs, her pussy vanishing from view and put her other nylon-clad foot in front of me. This time she didn’t put it in my mouth, instead allowing it to linger there, the expectation unspoken but clear. I knew this was a test, one more power play, but feeling completely defeated and at the whim of this young, beautiful, powerful woman I did as she expected, leaning forward and taking her pinky toe into my mouth. Having more control this time, I pleasured each individual toe as best I could, the silky nylon a barrier. “Hmmm, you are an eager little pet,” Ms. Amber purred, which only compounded both the excitement and the humiliation of my current predicament. Once I had finished pleasuring the big toe, I found myself moving to the soul of her foot, kissing every inch of her stocking-clad foot. I didn’t even realize I was doing it until I was. “Are you ready to start your training, slut?” Ms. Amber asked, being called a ‘slut’ was like getting a bucket of cold water poured on me, instantly reality set in. “I-I-I am not a slut,” I defiantly retorted. “You go from guy to guy quicker than Lindsay Lohan ends up in court,” Amber quipped. “I do not,” I protested, ...
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