{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"2158b8ca-356d-4f2e-b040-2ae04313e476","seriesId":null,"seriesName":null,"currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2024-06-21T12:10:42.974Z","title":"Sisters","slug":"sisters","shortId":"05AuYTIw","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"A (very) short tale of lesbian domination and sex.","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"f996a52a-cf0d-46b5-a8e0-2d2a4aa29c62","title":null,"summary":"\nSisters (Vignette)\n\n\nThe two nubile young women\nwere naked on the bed. Hope moaned, as Faith – the ","wordCount":1052,"readTime":5,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

\nSisters (Vignette)

\n\n

\nThe two nubile young women\nwere naked on the bed. Hope moaned, as Faith – the younger one,\nwormed a pair of skilled fingers into Hope’s sopping cunt. The\nfingers slipped in easily, into the brunette’s hot pussy. So\neasily, in fat, that Faith was able to add a third finger, and a\nfourth. She curled her thumb down into the palm of her hand. Faith\npushed, against little resistance, so that her whole hand disappeared\ninside Hope’s cunt. Grinning with lust, Faith formed a fist, as\nHope quivered, her body impaled by a woman’s hand. Faith pushed,\nthe hand going down to her wrist. She could feel just how hot and wet\nHope was. Faith bent down, and flicked the tip of Faith’s erect\nclit with her very skilled tongue. \n

\n\tAnd then Faith pushed, as\nHope gasped. Each time Faith managed to open up the other a little\nbit more. Last time she had got down to halfway between wrist and\nelbow. But Faith was sure that Hope could take more than that. She\nintended to open up her lover until she could take up to the elbow.\nThat was what she wanted to see, Hope taking an arm as far as the\nelbow, the arm fucking her as it plunged back and forth. Perhaps, one\nday, Faith would be able to open up the other’s cervix, and get her\nfist inside the womb. \n

\n\tFaith felt the knuckles of\nher fist contact the flesh of Hope’s cervix. Faith began fucking\nher arm back and forth, withdrawing her hand until the back of her\nhand was visible, the clenched fist stretching Hope’s labia, and\nthen powering forwards, punching her hand deep into the other’s\ncunt, until the knuckles were stopped by the cervix. Hope almost\ncurled up, and made mewling sounds, more like a baby than a young\nwoman. She tossed her head from side to side, her long, brown hair\nflicking over her face. Meanwhile, without stopping or slowing down\nthe almost brutal punch-fucking of Hope’s cunt, Faith was doing\nincredible thing’s to the older woman’s clit. She had the clit\nbetween her teeth, and had pushed down with the mouth, pushing back\nthe clitoral hood with the very tips of her teeth, so that all of the\ndelicious morsel was held in Faith’s mouth, the entire clit\nexposed. She swirled her tongue around the erect clit. Hope moaned at\nthe sensations. She was close. \n

\n\tThe tongue flicked the very\ntip of the held clit, and Hope came, unable to resist. Her hands\nclamped over her mouth, to stop a scream of pleasure, as she bucked\non the bed, almost damaging her own teeth-held clit in the process.\nFaith let go with her teeth, just at the very last moment, as a\nshattered but happy Hope collapsed onto the bed. Her clit was red,\nand her body was drenched in sweat.

\n
\n\n

\nWhen Hope had recovered she\nlooked at her naked lover. Faith had not cum. It had all been about\nHope’s pleasure, not hers. She was Hope’s willing slave.

\n\tHope reached down and felt\nFaith’s cunt. It was very wet. \n

\n\t“I’m a bad girl, punish\nme.” Faith said, looking up at Hope with a pair of pleading brown\neyes. Both of the sisters had brown hair, and brown eyes. \n

\n\t“Do you deserve to be\npunished?” Hope asked. “Why should you be punished?”

\n\t“Because I’m a horny slut\nleading you astray, engaging in illicit sex with you. I’ve been\nthinking of fisting your womb. Isn’t that reason enough?”

\n\t“Okay, fetch the riding\ncrop.” Hope said. She, the dominant one, liked to whip Faith. Faith\ngave her pleasure, so Hope gave Faith pain – the wonderful pain\nwhich she would need to cum. Grinning widely, Faith leapt of the bed,\nand fetched the riding crop. She crawled back to the bed with the\ncrop between her teeth, like a dog holding a stick. Her hips swayed\nfrom side to side as Faith crawled. Hope tried to put dogs out of her\nmind, as she had had a sudden mental image of Faith on all fours, an\nIrish Wolfhound on her back, fucking Faith with an absolutely massive\ncock.

\n\tHope got up off the bed. She\ntook the proffered leather riding crop. It was a toy which could be\nhidden away from prying eyes. She swished it through the air. She\nwent to stand behind Faith. She brought the crop down with all her\nmight on Faith’s buttocks. Faith gasped, but did not scream. She\ntook pain well.

\n\tTime and again Hope slashed\nwith the riding crop, imprinting thin red lines on Faith’s tight\nbuttocks. Faith gasped with each impact, a sound which was erotic in\nitself. Faith spread her legs. Hope could see that the younger woman\nwas so turned on that her cunt was actually dripping. But Faith did\nnot touch herself. She was Hope’s slave, and was not allowed to\nbring herself to orgasm. She was only allowed to cum through pain.

\n\t“Please…” Faith begged.

\n\t“Please what?” Hope\nasked, although she knew exactly what Faith wanted. \n

\n\t“Please whip my slutty\ncunt.”

\n\t“What if I don’t? What if\nI just leave you like that, the merest fraction from an orgasm, but\nnot allowed to touch yourself, not allowed to cum. You’d be like\nthat for days, until the next time we play together. And I had a\nreally good orgasm. It might keep me satisfied for days.”

\n\t“Please…”

\n\t“Oh, very well.” Hope\nrelented. “Assume the position.”

\n\tFaith got on her back, and\nswung her spread legs up until her feet were either side of her head.\nShe spread her legs as wide as she could, her butt lifting off the\nground, her pussy spread wide and defenceless. Then Faith dug her\nfingernails into her labia and spread them open, painfully so. She\nhad to dig in with her fingernails so that the wet labia did not slip\nout of her grip. Faith hole pink trench was visible, waiting for the\nwhip. Her clit was hard and red.

\n\tHope brought the riding crop\ndown into Faith’s spread cunt, not hitting either outer of inner\nlabia, but between them, the tasselled leather end of the crop\nstriking the inner pink flesh, the walls of Faith’s vagina. Hope\ndid not strike with all of her strength, as she did not want to draw\nblood from this very sensitive area.

\n\tSeeing that Faith was about\nto crest over the wave of an orgasm the very last stroke was with\nfull force, and down on Faith’s erect clip, flattening it. Faith’s\neyes bulged in agony. Yet she still managed not to scream, as she\ncame, writhing on the floor, her hands holding her whipped cunt. \n

\n\tWhen Faith had recovered she\nnoticed the time.

\n\t“Shit, Hope, we’d better\nget dressed before “she” comes around and catches us like this!”

\n\tThe two “sisters” quickly\ndressed in their nun’s habits, not wanting to be caught by the\nMother Superior.

\n
\n\n

\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

\nThe End.

","authorName":"Crowley","authorUserId":"24246195-559a-461c-a6d3-e12d9a6af0eb","rating":0,"ratingCount":0,"reviewCount":0,"quoteCount":0,"storyCodes":["Light","Real Life","Domination","Submission","Consensual"],"language":"English","readTime":5,"recommendations":[{"id":"ca2be1e4-ea9d-4e61-85f1-5516eebedfb0","title":"The Human Toilet Chair","slug":"the-human-toilet-chair","shortId":"bBou4FRx","synopsis":"BDSM writer uses a submissive slave as a full human toilet, including pissing, farting, and shitting, while sitting at his office desk and writing a new article","rating":5},{"id":"2134f3f8-ac80-441a-8418-e925d64cc20e","title":"Ring My Bell","slug":"ring-my-bell","shortId":"P3y2vbqu","synopsis":"A BDSM short inspired by a video seen on the internet.","rating":5},{"id":"9ef8e391-ef87-4b35-bfa6-09f19e41ded0","title":"Leanne Sacrifices Her Clit","slug":"leanne-sacrifices-her-clit","shortId":"dGxqO0Io","synopsis":"Leanne, my slave, asks me to martyr her clitoris. But i will do it my way.","rating":5}]}}},"actionData":null,"errors":null}