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These books contain Very Naughty Erotica themes of Lesbian BDSM, Bondage, Spanking, Humiliation Punishment, Domination and Submission as well as the use of BDSM devices.Book 1: "Blackmailed Into Submission"Book 2: "Vixen's Punishment"Book 3: "Strict Discipline"From Book One: "Blackmailed Into Submission"Carrie lives with her aunt and works nights as a waitress, but can’t seem to pay the rent on time each month. However, her dear old auntie does have a nice little garden out in the back yard so she thought it the perfect place to grow a little something extra to help boost her tiny income she got in tips.Well, that was until she heard a loud banging on their backdoor one evening! It was Mrs. Jones and she was twirling a strange looking leaf in her hand, Busted!Mrs. Jones is a hot 40 year old widow, only she’s threatening to call the police! Carrie begs her not to. She’s willing to give up anything. Only she doesn’t have much, or does she? She can’t even come up with this month’s utility bills. But maybe she has something else she can give up….Mrs. Jones, takes an overly long once over look at Carrie’s hot young body. Thoughts running through her twisted, lonely mind. Here’s this innocent, hot, young woman who is begging her 'willing to give up anything'!"Please, Mrs. Jones, Cheryl, please don't call the cops, I’ll give anything, but please don't call the cops!"A devious smile formed on her face as she replied, “Mmmmm, I like this submissive, begging side of you. Maybe there is something you could give me."What does Mrs. Jones have in her lewd and twisted mind?Download "All 3 Hot Lesbian BDSM Books" right now and save!

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Lesbian BDSM Discipline Bundle

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Blackmailed Into Submission

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Vixen's Punishment

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Strict Discipline

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Lesbian BDSM Discipline Bundle

Blackmailed Into Submission

Vixen's Punishment

Strict Discipline

By Mistress Daria

Copyright 2016 Mistress Daria

All rights reserved.

~~ All characters in these book are over 18. ~~

No part of this publication may be replicated, redistributed, or given away in any form without the prior consent of the author or publisher.

Blackmailed Into Submission

Blackmailed Into Submission

By Mistress Daria

Copyright 2016 Mistress Daria

All rights reserved.

~~ All characters in this book are over 18. ~~

No part of this publication may be replicated, redistributed, or given away in any form without the prior consent of the author or publisher.

I live with my aunt and take care of her because my parents don't want to shell out for an assisted living facility. I work nights as a waitress so it the arrangement suits me and my schedule well enough, but I barely make enough to make ends meet. She’s got a nice little house with a garden out back is very secluded, over so I thought. So I thought it would be the perfect place to grow a little something to make a bit of extra money on the side.

One night, after I’d put Auntie in bed, around 9pm or so, there was some knocking on the door downstairs. As I was heading to the front door, I had noticed all the commotion was coming from the backdoor. I thought, who the hell could it be and at this hour. But then I thought about my little side venture growing out back, so I rushed over to find out what the hell was someone doing back there. Was it the cops? With a lot of trepidation, I looked out the window to see the next door neighbor standing there, twirling something in her hand. Shit!

I opened the door, trying to play it cool by saying, "Hi Mrs. Jones! What are you doing here?"

Mrs. Jones was a 40-something Widow who filled in as a part-time nurse when she wasn't puttering around in her patio or out running errands. She grinned and replied, "Well Carrie, I was trimming my peach tree and dropped the saw over into your yard, so I hopped over to go get it, and noticed some odd plants with these extremely unmistakable shoots." She grasped the leaf up to my face and I attempted to think of some reason, yet nothing came out, so she proceeded with, "Now I know you youngsters have an exceptionally live and let live perspective on pot, shit, I've smoked a joint or two in my day. But I’m afraid the police would react as I have, and if somehow, someone managed to call them you would certainly go to jail for quite a long while, and we wouldn't want that, would we?

I shook my head and begged, "It would be great if you Mrs. Jones, Cheryl, kindly wouldn't turn me in, I'll pay you, I'll do anything you ask, but please, I beg of you, don't call the police!"

She grinned and replied, "I don't need your cash Carrie, yet I like this subservience, this arguing side of you and I think we can find something that suits both our needs."

With that she ran her hand up from my hip, along my slender waist to cup my tit, making it plentifully clear what she was implying. I nearly tore her hand away and slapped her, however I understood that there was no other way, so I took a deep, shivering breath and simply let her grab at me. Her other hand began following my tummy along the highest point of my tight workout pants as she said, "Great, now, is your aunt sleeping and is she liable to wake up?"

"She is sound asleep, and I gave her a pill, she’ll sleep through a tornado!"

She had discovered my areola stiffening through my top and squeezed it hard. She gestured and said, “That's great! I think we'll begin with something a little basic."

She dragged me by my areola to the family room where she tossed a cushion on the floor, sat down and told me, "Remove your clothes and bend down."

I felt numb, used and about to be abused. I was terrified, and anxious, however I was also strangely getting turned on as I began stripping out of my clothes. Before long I was bare ass naked and stooping down to her, unfastening her belt and sliding her jeans and panties off. Her cunt was smoothly shaven, with thick, pink folds. She was much prettier than I had given her credit. Before I could contemplate my next move, she snatched the hair on the sides of my head like handlebars and pushed me down her damp cunt. She began fucking my face faster and faster, grinding herself so I could go more deeply, and soon my tongue was taking her all in. Amazed and a bit ashamed for getting truly hot and turned on being ordered around like this, I began rubbing my wet slit as I suckled and licked her womanhood.

I could feel her clit swelling and her breathing getting heavier, I knew she was drawing nearer to her orgasm so I was preparing myself for her to squirt her load of pussy juice when she astonished me by pulling me off of her. She raised and spread her legs, and pulled me by my ears directly into her buttocks. As I shook my head, she snarled out, "Eat my butt-hole out my little slave, take your place!"

Embarrassed past anything I’d thought conceivable, I let my tongue drag up over her butt-hole, and expressed gratitude towards her. She moaned as I whirled my tongue round and round, and I wound up really getting into it, and I began working my fingers in my own opening again, as this was turning me on to no end. I worked my tongue more deeply and more forcefully inside her. Cheryl’s groaning and snorts were getting louder when all of a sudden, she hauled me out of her ass and pushed her cunt back onto my mouth, fucking me until she began jerking and shaking.

She covered my head into her mound and squirted her liquid goodness everywhere on my mouth as she snarled uproariously. I came too, really hard as she filled my mouth with her cunt juices. Being commanded and the feeling of shame made me feel so used and dirty, but it also made me so fucking wet as I felt some of my own juices squirt out of me!

She pushed me off her as she recaptured her composer. I laid my head into her lap, heaving and breathing hard as I recouped. She petted my head peacefully for a couple of minutes and after that said, "Jesus Fucking Christ, that was great! I'm going to truly get everything out of this little game plan of ours!"

"I thought this would be it!? This was what I expected to do!"

“Gracious no, my sweet, this is only the start! I own you now, your as is mine to do as I wish. I'll use your body as much as I physically can. I know you got off on this as well, don't deny it, and I'll play your body like a master pianist, make you cum so much you won't recognize what to do with your time anymore."

I didn't comprehend what she was saying at first, the thought of being her slave, her pet, mademe panic, yet turned me on at the same time, and I truly had no way out, she had me under her thumb.

She continued with, "Tomorrow after you have put your dear old auntie to bed you'll remove all your clothing and put on only a coat. The minute you step into my home clothing is not optional, they’re forbidden."

She stood up and put on her gardening clothes, then she went and grabbed the chainsaw that had begun all of this and with a wink and a kiss she left through the front door this time.

After it shut I was still stunned by what had just happened and by how I responded. Before long I got up, gathered up with my clothes and got into the shower. I considered what I could do to escape this train wreck I’d gotten into. The dealer, to whom I supplied my product couldn't take the whole plants, and I had went through a tremendous amount of effort just to grow them to just simply cut them all down, and in any case, Mrs. Jones could have taken pictures or some other verification before standing up to me. I would simply need to stick around for my opportunity until I could figure out what to do.

I slept a troubled sleep but rose early. I cleaned the house before Auntie got up. I simply needed to keep myself occupied, keep what lay in front of me that night out of my mind for the time being. Auntie was having one of her spry days, so she kept me busy and before I knew it I was putting her to be as usual. I went to my room and stripped out off my clothes, and gave myself a speedy once over in the mirror. I had my strawberry blonde hair in pulled in a long twist down my back, practically to my ass. I’m was really happy with my body. I have C-cups and they're perky, a slim waist, nice shapely hips and long legs. I pondered what would happen to this body of mine this evening.

I put on my long rain coat and a pair of flip flops, bolted out the door, slamming it behind me and rushed over to Mrs. Jones’s place. I knocked cautiously on the door and she opened it with an devious grin. She said, "Welcome my little slave. Have you complied with my request? Demonstrate to me that you have."

I opened my jacket and flashed her, demonstrating to her my naked body. Her grin became greedy with the look of lust in her eyes, then she twisted my areola hard, making me grunt and groan, pulling me inside. When I was in, she ordered me to remove my rain coat and shoes, she reminded me that no clothing was permitted in her home. She dragged me by my areola through the house to her bedroom. She had stripped her bed bare, except for some white hospital sheets, and on a table to the side she had laid out various sex toys and loads of rope. I practically bolted out of the house right then after seeing that table, however I recalled what she had on me and steeled myself in for what was to come. With a shuddering nervous tone in my voice I asked, "What will you do to me?"

She ran her hand up my neck and placed it under my chin, as she replied, “Good Gracious dear, you wouldn't need me to ruin your surprise now, would you? On your elbows and knees get on the bed now, Sweetie." I was astonished by her tender tone, and she suddenly appeared so kind, even motherly in fact, she would show me, take care of me. Then with a slap to my left tit she woke me out of my gaze and said sternly, "My Bed, now!"

I obeyed and got on my elbows and knees onto the bed. She set out a few pieces of rope before me, and began tying me up. She had me hold my own elbows and started with tying my lower arms together, then she bound a spreader bar to my knees and brought my elbows to my knees with more rope. First fixing my feet up to the foot of the bed, then my elbows to the headboard.