A Woman's Touch (And a Whole Lot More!): Five First Lesbian Sex Erotica Stories (3 page)

She suppressed a delighted giggle as the vampire girl began fumbling with her clothes in a panic.  Lindsay walked to the chair and sat down.  It had taken Lindsay almost a minute just to get the girl’s corset off the first time.  There was no possibility of success… for Connie.  For Lindsay, Connie’s failure was great success.  She’d get her excuse to spank the nineteen year old.  She stared at the couch where she’d sat with her legs spread widely just a short time ago, performing for Alistair’s pleasure.  The coffee table was still out of the way, and Lindsay looked at her watch.  Thirty-nine seconds had passed.  She turned to look at the vampire girl.  She was naked from the waist down but still wore her cape and only had about a third of her corset unfastened.  She smiled and then had to fight back a moan.  The girl was all hers, and she was going to be late, and Lindsay felt excitement unlike any she’d felt in a long time.  She was really dominating!  She was really in control!

She watched the girl struggling desperately with her corset. It took her another minute and a half before she threw it to the floor and then struggled to untie the string that held the cape around her neck.  She was so damned cute, so beautiful and so eager to please.  Lindsay watched her finally free herself from the cape and then rush naked until she stood in front of Lindsay before she dropped to her knees and stared up at her expectantly.  Lindsay reached out and cupped her chin.  “You’re so lovely, Drusilla.”  She smiled in what she hoped was a menacing way. “And so very late.”  The girl stared up at her.  The only thing that seemed more powerful than the look of fear on her face was the intense arousal she could see in the girl’s eyes.  The girl was so terribly cute that Lindsay felt an immediate outpouring of sympathy and it took a great effort of will to keep up the act.  She took a breath, and still cupping the girl’s chin in her hand said, “Do you remember when you were a little girl and did something wrong, Drusilla?  I know it was many, many centuries ago but try to remember.”

The girl thought for a second and said, “Um… I got a time out.”

Lindsay laughed. The laughter was genuine and flowed from her so damned naturally that it came out heartily and powerfully.  She felt tears in her eyes from it, and even though it meant breaking character, she couldn’t help but hug Connie warmly.  She backed away and said, “You’re kind of new to this whole cosplay thing, aren’t you?”

Connie looked confused but the laughter was infectious so she started giggling as well.  It went on for four or five minutes but it didn’t dispel any of Lindsay’s arousal.  If anything, it made her want everything even more.  When they’d calmed down, Lindsay said, “I really like you, Connie.”

Connie smiled bashfully and it looked like she blushed a little bit. “I really like you, too.”

Lindsay said, “Okay.  So I want to take charge of you, make you do things, and I want to start out by spanking you.  I mean, I want to make you use your mouth on me, teach you how to do that.  But like I said, I’ve been thinking about spanking you, and I really want that. Not mean or really hard.  I mean, it will sting a bit but it’s to be sexy and not to hurt you.”  The girl bit her lip and smiled.  Lindsay realized the idea turned her on quite a bit. “But you need to keep pretending to be Drusilla and I’m going to pretend to be Lindsay the Demon and not Lindsay the Girl.”

Connie nodded. “I like that.  It’s fun.”

Lindsay smiled.  “Did you like when Alistair and I pretended like I had to be forced to please you?”

It was like the girl’s face flooded with color.  “A whole lot.  Wow.  Yeah.”

She smiled. “Okay.  You’re almost a thousand years old, Drusilla.  I don’t think time outs were even invented before like 1960 or 1970.”

Connie’s eyes opened wide. “Oh!  I understand now.”  She cleared her throat and said with eyes downcast, “When I failed my mother or my father I was handed to the head of the servants, and he would take me over his knee and spank me.  When I entered into life in the night, he was the first blood I took for daring to spank me.”

Lindsay felt a visceral thrill and said, “Well, you’ve misbehaved again, and you’ve failed me.  I’m not your mother or father, though, and I handle my punishments all by myself.”  She could feel the excitement building in her, and she stood up and unzipped the back of the bodysuit.  As she got herself undressed, far faster than she had for Alistair, she said, “But I am a generous mistress, and I will allow you to participate in your punishment.  You may decide how many times my hand will fall over you.”  She kicked her shoes from her feet and stepped out of the bodysuit.  Her panties followed a moment later and she sat back down with her legs spread a bit.  Connie looked between them and Lindsay was excited to see some of her nervousness return.

Connie looked up at her with those wide-eyes that reminded her of anime girls and said, “Um… is ten enough?”  The words were like Alistair’s orders.  They touched Lindsay on a physical level.  Before she could reply, though, Connie said, “I mean, like ten for each cheek?”  It was almost impossible not to moan when she said that.  Lindsay had planned on five or six swats total.  Now she had twenty.  Twenty!

She had to stay in character, though, so she said, “That should be sufficient, I suppose.”  Then, just because she felt herself losing some of the control, even if only in her own mind, she added, “But if your behavior doesn’t change afterward, we’ll have to add more later.”

The girl nodded, the arousal winning out over the nervousness but the nervousness so strong now it bordered on panic.  Lindsay smiled and said.  “I want you over my knee.”  She didn’t know why it felt better to make the girl do it herself but there was something about the humiliation of the event, the way the girl had to rise to her feel and then stand in indecision as she tried to figure out how to go about things.  She smartly chose to climb over one of the arms of the chair, and Lindsay closed her legs so the girl could bring her knees down.  It was a large chair but Lindsay realized the couch would make things better because there was almost no contact with the girl’s body and she was more on all fours than over her knee.

“Sill vampire girl,” she said.  “Not here.  On the couch.”  Connie immediate scrambled up and off, and the scrambling was precious.  Lindsay only caught sight of her face very briefly but the emotion evident in the girl’s fear of disappointing her demon mistress was shockingly real. Lindsay found herself torn because she desperately wanted to pull the girl to her, to ravish her right then but she also desperately wanted to spank her, to take absolute control.  She lazily rose and made her way to the couch, sitting down and fixing her eyes on Connie.  The young woman stared at her, and Lindsay said, “What are you waiting for?  Did I not make clear what I wanted from you?”

The girl nodded vigorously and rushed to comply, climbing onto the couch and then lying over Lindsay’s lap.  The feel of her body over Lindsay’s thighs was wonderful, damned wonderful, and when Lindsay placed a hand the small of her back she could feel the girl trembling.  She pressed firmly with that hand and then let the fingers of her other hand trail down to touch the girl’s thigh.  She touched lightly and then gradually moved her fingertips along the girl’s thigh until she reached the curve of her ass.  She moved up further, softly, until the tension was too much to bear and she lifted her hand up and let it fall in a hard slap against the girl’s right ass cheek.

She’d spanked far harder than she intended to!  The girl yelped, and Lindsay could see the pink impression of her hand on the girl’s cheek.  She was about to turn her around and apologize but then Connie let out a breathy, “Thank you, Demon Mistress.”  If the girl’s tongue had been on Lindsay’s clit, it likely wouldn’t have impacted her as powerfully.  She let another spank fall on the exact location, and now the girl’s as was a deeper pink.  There was another yelp and another murmur of thanks.  Lindsay spanked twice more in rapid succession.  The girl yelped, let out a very strained, “Thank you, Demon Mistress,” through clenched teeth and then seemed to relax.  She sighed, moaned softly, and repeated the moan.

That moan was even better than the first note of thanks, and Lindsay felt a spasm in her pussy. “I think you’re enjoying this Drusilla.”

“Oh y—“ The girl caught herself and the next words were contrite rather than excited. “No Demon Mistress.  It really hurts and it’s a very fitting punishment that I really deserve.”

She was lying through her teeth but Lindsay loved the playacting and loved that the girl was enjoying the spanks.  She looked down.  The girl’s right ass cheek was mostly pink now, and there were some spots where it was dark enough to almost approach red.  “How many spanks have you received, Drusilla?”

Connie said, “Four. Four, Demon Mistress.”

Lindsay lifted her hand and brought it down hard but stopped about two inches from the girl’s ass.  She watched the girl lift her ass to receive the blow, flinch, and then let out a moan filled with both relief and disappointment when it didn’t land.  “How many are left?”

Connie’s voice was filled with desperation as she said, “Sixteen.”  Lindsay gave her a second and then brought her hand down hard on the girl’s left cheek just as she remembered so that the Demon Mistress came out as a yelp.  The girl trembled and Lindsay realized with a great deal of amazement and an equal amount of shock that the girl was really, really turned on.  The shuddering almost made it seem like the girl could cum just from the spanking.  She landed another spank on the girl’s left cheek.  She moaned softly and thanked her again.  Two more spanks got the same result but the strain in the girl’s voice was confirmation.  Every spank was bringing her closer just as thrusts into her might.

She landed another had spank on the girl’s left cheek and then another on her right.  The girl moaned again and had to calm herself for a few seconds before she breathed out, “Thank you Demon Mistress.”

Lindsay held back a moan of her own and said, “I think you’re enjoying this, Drusilla.”

Connie swallowed hard and said, “Oh no, Demon Mistress!  It hurts!  It really does.”

Lindsay smiled.  She knew Connie was telling the truth about the hurting part.  Something about the spanking, though, was forcing the girl’s body to react against logic. She spanked twice on Connie’s right cheek and then twice on Connie’s left.  The girl was shuddering now, and she could hear her straining to speak.  She was right at the edge.  Hell, she might be past the point of no return.  Lindsay began spanking hard and fast, moving from one cheek to the next.  She lost count but thought she’d landed six or so on each cheek when the girl’s back suddenly arched and then her whole body clenched up.  She let out a long moan as she came, and though she knew she was well past her allotted twenty spanks, Lindsay kept raining down blows on the girl’s as, and each one made the girl moan more loudly even as her ass cheeks changed from deep pink to an angry red.

Each spank also made the girl’s body jerk and Lindsay realized the spanks were having the same effect of repeated thrusts would have after an orgasm.  They were heightening the contractions and making them grip the girl even more tightly.  She was spanking the girl and making her cum harder!  It was too much for her, and she spanked for only five or six more blows before she wrenched the girl’s body around so that she was suddenly on her knees in front of her.  She grabbed Lindsay’s head and pulled her face to her pussy.  The girl looked up at her in shock and terror but her nervousness didn’t matter because as soon as her lips touched Lindsay’s clit, Lindsay came hard.  By the time the girl got over her tentativeness and extended her tongue, Lindsay was already moving her hips wildly as she held the girl in place.  Connie’s first experience pleasing a woman with her tongue really didn’t involve her tongue much as all.  Instead, with her hands holding firmly to the girl’s head, she slid her pussy up and down and from side to side, using her nose, lips, chin, and cheeks to extend the pleasure. Lindsay rubbed herself against the girl’s face and stared down over her back at her abused ass cheeks as she came and she felt like the orgasm was far superior to any she’d had in a very long time. She lost awareness of time for a bit and when she finally came to her senses, the girl was softly nuzzling her clit and sliding her hands up and down Lindsay’s thighs.

She released her grip on the girl’s hair as Connie kissed her clit softly and also all along her slit.  Connie didn’t back away when Lindsay let go, and Lindsay sighed as she stroked the girl’s hair and said softly, “Very good, Drusilla.”  She looked down at the girl’s ass cheeks in wonder. How could such a thing have resulted in an orgasm?  Connie would have a hard time sitting down for at least a day or two but she’d behaved as though she would have been happy to be spanked forever. She couldn’t understand the reasoning.  She’d always kind of wanted Alistair to spank her but she’d envisioned it as a very short part of foreplay and not an end in and of itself.  She couldn’t even imagine going through what the girl had endured.

“Was there something about the word behave that confused you?”

Alistair’s voice startled her, and she pushed Connie away from her pussy and stared at him.  From the look on his face, he was definitely capable of delivering far worse to Lindsay than what she’d given the vampire girl.

My Lesbian Awakening with Hayden

An Erotic Romance

by Barbara Vanaman

Copyright 2014 by Bright Lights Erotica Press

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