Erotic Story: My Encounter With A Lesbian Dominatrix

It was yet another warm day, the sun was pounding down in full force and everything seemed sluggish. Abby was at home, and she was extremely bored, so she decided to call her best friend Derbie to find out if she was free that day, and fortunately it turned out that she was.

After a few minutes conversation they decided to meet up at the cinemas later that afternoon, and then go sleep over at Derbie’s house, since it was close to the cinema. Abby was overjoyed, not only did she have something to do, but she was also meeting up the person she wanted to see most in the world; Derbie.

Abby’s whole vacation had been spent searching for new excuses to meet up with her. It was excruciating for Abbie not to be able see her as often as she would have wanted, for she felt a powerfully immense physical pull towards Derbie. Abby had been severely infatuated with her best friend for as long as she could remember, and it didn’t show signs of stopping. Derbie was pretty sure that Abby thought of their relationship as purely platonic, so she was not going to let herself get hurt by getting her hopes up.

Everyday she reminded herself that Derbie liked her as a friend, and nothing more. Anyway, it was obvious that Derbie was completely straight. Abby had spent so much energy fighting her feelings… It was just too frustrating being in love with your best friend. But Derbie’s toned curvy body and her creamy ebony skin held Abby in a constant lock from which she could not escape.

Every time Derbie touched her, a wave of pleasure rushed through Abby’s body. Abby wanted her so badly, every day, every minute, every second… And Derbie had no idea. Abby thought it best for things to stay that way, because the worst thing that could happen would be if Derbiel started avoiding her if she knew Abby was gay, and totally head over heals for her. Then Abby would have absolutely no chance to enjoy the presence of her “friend”.

When Abby walked up to the cinema she saw Derbie already standing outside the doors, a hand on her hip, and a bored expression on her face. She had smoky black eye makeup on, which made her dark eyes even more sensual… She looked so beautiful. Much to Abby’s satisfaction, they hugged when she had reached her. After a bit of chatting, and having bought the tickets, they sat down in the theater, and it didn’t take long for the lights to dim. They sat side by side, both waiting anxiously for the movie to begin. As the movie started, Abbyy found herself occasionally glimpsing at her friend… God she looked good. Derby caught her stare, and Abby quickly looked down in embarrassment, pretending that her clasped hands were suddenly extremely interesting.

Abby felt something touch her arm and she flinched in surprise. She looked over and saw her friend smiling at her, and at the same time softly running her fingers up and down her arm. Abby was confused, but did not, by all means, have any intentions of stopping her friend. She felt herself get hot from Derbie’s touch, and restraining herself was getting to be a challenge. For the whole of the movie they held hands, which was something that has never happened before. Abby felt herself at bliss; she was so happy, she didn’t even care to think why Derbie  was making these moves, as long as she didn’t stop.. As the movie ended Derbie let go of Abbyy’s hand, but smiled flirtatiously at her as if to reassure her.

Abby went straight to Derbie’s room when they arrived at her house, and Derbie proceeded to the bathroom. Abby had been there dozens of times before but it had never felt like this before. She liked the unknown and unpredictable, it gave her a sense of thrill that was so exciting. She laid herself on her friend’s bed and closed her eyes for a minute, trying to soak in what was had happened, and what was happening. Abbwas not a very conceited person, but she did think of herself as pretty. She had long dark hair and big brown eyes with long dark lashes. Her body was toned, and her breasts were small and firm, just big enough to cup in your hand. Abby opened her eyes when she heard the door knob turn, and in walked Derbie.

Abby was shocked at what she saw. Then the shock turned to awe. Derbie was dressed in a tight black corset and a tiny thong, with shiny black high heels on her perfect feet. Her nail polish was deep red on her long nails, and her dark waves of hair were half falling on her face. Her dark eyes immediately locked onto Abby’s. In her hand she held a long threatening whip. Abby’s intimidation soon turned to fascination.
‘Derbiel what…’ Brittany started.
‘Be quiet,’ Derbie said ‘Get undressed!’
‘I don’t…’ Abbyy started again, but heard the whip crack in the air.
‘I mean now!’ Derbue said sternly, and she looked dead serious.

Abby slowly started taking off her clothes and Derbie didn’t take her eyes off her. Abbyy had no choice; she had to do what Derbie wanted. In some way she kind of liked the powerless feeling…She pulled off her panties which were already almost soaked. Abby lay on the bed, her chest rising as she breathed fast and hard in excitement. Derbie came onto the bedd and straddled Abby. She then leaned over and pulled out four silk scarves from under the covers of the bed and tied Abbyy onto the bed posts by her hands and feet.
‘Derbie..…’ Abby said,
‘You are to call me master.’ Derbie said sternly. Abby started laughing but stopped as she felt the whip crack on her stomach. She yelped as it stung and her skin turned bright red. Somehow the stinging pain got her even more turned on. ‘Do you understand?’ Derbie asked, the whip still in her hand, and no pity on her face. ‘Yes master,’ Abby whimpered. ‘I will be a good girl.’

Derbie put her face right up against Abby’s and Abby tried to kiss her. Derbie slapped her hard on the cheek. “You are a naughty girl,” she said. “You have to be punished.” Derby ran her hands down Abbyy’s body. Abby wanted to feel Derbie’s touch so much, but Derbie stopped just before her hands got between Abby’s legs, making Abby get so frustrated. “Please master, touch me” She pleaded. “Shut up.” Derbie snapped. “I will touch you when I feel like it.”

Suddenly Derbie got up and went to get something from her closet, leaving Abby on the bed alone, horny and anxious. Derbie came back carrying a huge black vibrator. Abby was having second thoughts. “Please no master, it’s too big.” she cried, but to no avail. Derbie ignored her pleadings, knelt between Abby’s legs, and put the vibrator on her dripping wet, tight opening. Derbiel started pushing it in slowly and forcefully, constantly watching Abby’s expression. Abby’s hole was stretched as taut as it would go, and the hard vibrator just slid into her by the aid of her hot juices. Derbie then switched the vibrator on and started slowly fucking Abby with it. Abby felt totally powerless as she lay on the bed, all tied up, her breathing fast, and her chest rising and falling rapidly. Abby’s hands tightly clutched the bars on the end of the bed and her legs twitched uncontrollably.

The vibrator slid in and out easily now, and Abby felt herself slowly coming to her peak. Suddenly Derbie pulled the vibrator out and switched it off. “Please master…” Abby cried again, frustrated, “Please make me cum, I’m begging you.” Derbie whipped her again and Abby shuddered in pleasure and shock. “You are not to talk without permission!” Derbie ordered. She then laid herself on top of Abby and kissed her hard, her mouth forceful against Abby’s. She soon slid her hand between Abby’s legs. “Now you can cum,” She whispered in her ear. Abby didn’t need any more encouragement; she came immediately on Derbie’s hand. She couldn’t stop cumming, the throbbing was so intense. Derbie whipped Abby hard, which only added to her pleasure and made her cum harder.

Derbie then slid off her thong and sat herself on Abby’s face. “Lick me slave,” She said, her voice hard and full of lust. Abby stuck out her tongue and started licking hard, almost drowning in Derbie’s liquid. Derbie was so swollen and she started rocking on Abby’s face. Derbie scratched Abby’s arms leaving long hot trails of red. Tears sprang to Abby’s eyes, it hurt like hell, but she liked it. “Harder bitch” Derbie said, her breath coming fast and hot. Abby licked as hard as she could, and could soon feel deep contractions. Derbie moaned and dug her long nails into Abby once again, making her yelp in pain. Abby was so wet; she really wanted to touch herself. As Derbie quieted down she got off Abby’s face.

Out of nowhere she pulled out a pair of nipple clips. Abby looked at them in horror and fascination. Derbie put them on Abby, and the sharp pain hit her. Abby could feel herself get hotter and hotter, seeing her friend on top of her all horny. Derbie’s hair was tousled, making her look even more sexy. Her whole body was sweaty, but the look on her face showed that she had no intention of stopping. Derbie slowly bit her lower lip then and scratched Abby with one of her long finger nails all the way from between her breasts downwards. Derbie had a wild look in her eyes as she watched Abbyy’s chest rise and fall while she moaned.

Abby wanted Derbie to hurt and abuse her, to use her as her sex slave. Derbie could see this, she sat on Abby, and with her long legs open, started rubbing her pussy on Abby’s. She rode Abby faster and faster, their hot juices mixing together and their panting and moaning filling up the room. Derbie took her whip once more and whipped Abbyy across her rising stomach, and Abby couldn’t take it anymore. Abby came once again, yelling, the sharp pain throbbing, and her orgasm was a mixture of intense pleasure and pain.

She loved it, it was such a high like nothing she had ever experienced. And as Derbie came, she screamed and clutched Abby’s arms tightly digging her nails into her.

Drbie looked at Abby with those wild eyes when it was over, and then started removing the nipple clips and scarves, setting Abby free. Derbie walked out of the room, her upper thighs still wet from what had happened. ‘Thank you so much master!’ Abby called out to her. ‘You better be grateful,’ Derbie said in a cold, strict voice, her whip cracking behind her as she left the room.

15 comments on “Erotic Story: My Encounter With A Lesbian Dominatrix

  1. Nice piece from you! Trixty keep up the good work
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