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These 5 stories 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: “Mistress Bride"Book 2: “Office Submission"Book 3: “Crazed Lust”Book 4: “Student’s Submission”Book 5: “Submissive’s Seduction”From Book 1: “Mistress Bride”Young and innocent Katie is home for the summer break when she finds out about her father’s marriage to the Hot Tempestuous Caroline. But what her father doesn’t know is that his bride to be is also Katie’s lover, her Mistress! Katie tries her best to avoid Caroline, but Caroline has other plans. Can Katie resist Caroline’s advances? Will Katie’s lust force her to submit?

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Steamy Lesbian BDSM Stories

Steamy Lesbian BDSM Stories 5 Story Bundle

Mistress Bride

Office Submission

Crazed Lust

Student's Submission

Submissive's Seduction

Steamy Lesbian BDSM Stories

Hot Lesbian BDSM 5 Story Box Set

By Mistress Daria

Copyright 2017 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.

Mistress Bride

By Mistress Daria

Copyright 2017 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 had thought we settled everything on Caroline’s last, whirlwind visit, but I was wrong. Since she left, our correspondence has been less and less. I realize that she’s my dad’s wife not to mention a billionaire heiress with all kinds of parties, projects and ventures to manage. I also know that she travels all over the world, luckily she has a private jet, or otherwise running such an empire would be inconceivable. Not to mention, she now had Dad by her side, but he’s only running the charitable activities out of her vast list of obligations.

But still, what about me? In a way I felt guilty for even feeling this way. I wish she would just tell me how I fit into all of this or let me go so I could go on with the rest of my life. How could I enjoy all there is to college life, especially since she had made sure that I was without want, when she was always there in the background of my thoughts, my dreams?

Funny, the first time I had come home I was expecting to see Dad at the airport and to spend time with him which didn’t happen. Now this time, I had expected to be greeted by Caroline and to spend time with her, but that was not to be….

“Aw…. hi dear! It’s so great to have you here. I know the last time you were home we barely had time for each other, but I hope to make up for it now.” Dad said.

“You mean that you barely had the time.” I grudgingly thought to myself.

“But, at least you and Caroline got to know each other much better.” he continued.

“What do you mean?” I asked, a little surprised “Did he suspect anything” I thought to myself.

“Well, Caroline had mentioned that she had specifically taken time away from her busy schedule in order to get to know you more, especially since we had known how busy it was going to be last time, during the holiday season. We had discussed it together beforehand, knowing that this whole transition, moving in together, my new duties etc. would be a bit overwhelming for you.” he explained.

“I didn’t know.” I said quietly, a little surprised at the fact. “She didn’t say.”

“Well Caroline is a woman of few words, her actions usually speak for themselves.” he said.

“They sure do.” I thought.

“Oh sweetheart, I have a wonderful surprise for you!” he exclaimed.

“What?” I asked.

“Well, I was hoping that we would be able to bring you the good news together, but since Caroline’s in Europe and I can’t wait any longer, I….”

“What Dad?” I interrupted.

“We’re getting married!” he shouted.

“What!” I said in shock.

“Yes sweetheart and I’m on cloud nine!” he answered.

Over the next few days, Dad and I spent a lot of time together. In fact we hadn’t spent this much time together since I had left for college over a year ago. But somehow it wasn’t the same. I wish we had spent this much time together when I had come back at Christmas. How things could’ve been different. Maybe I wouldn’t have had that run in with Caroline while trying on her lingerie in their bedroom on that lonely winter’s night when my life changed seemingly forever. I missed that bond that we had once, but everything felt emptier now.

“You miss Caroline, don’t you?” he asked.

“Whaaa, what do you mean? I replied nervously.

“Well she told me that you two really hit it off when you were here. I’m so glad. You wouldn’t believe how nervous I was. I know so much has changed in our lives over the past year, and I, I….” Dad started stumbling for words.

“It’s OK Dad.” I said trying to reassure him.

“Well, it’s always been just you and I. To be frank, this year’s been a little overwhelming for me too.”he said.

I had never thought about that. This whole time I had just thought that I had been put on the back burner and this new life that he came into took precedence. I was starting to feel like a shit. Here I’ve been, all me, me, me…, when in reality Dad had been going through a huge change in his life too, which I didn’t get. All I knew was that he had changed and this change put a distance between us that was more than location.

Dad and Caroline’s wedding day was fast approaching. Believe it or not and despite raising me, this was his first wedding. As far as Caroline, from what I know this was her first as well since things like marriage for a billionaire heiress is a very complicated affair, she must really love him, I thought. My heart began to sink just at the thought of Caroline loving someone else, even if that person was my own father.

He didn’t want a big wedding, but it was an opportunity to get many people together in one place. He was trying to get the charitable organizations he was running to become more self sufficient and rely less on Caroline’s personal donations. Leave it to Dad to turn a beautiful event like a wedding into a networking event. Caroline couldn’t care less though. In fact, she seemed to admire Dad’s hutzpah and found it a little amusing or so Dad told me since I hadn’t seen Caroline so far on this trip.

Dad and I had spent the week shopping and doing lunch. It was sort of like old times except now that I was an adult. In general, Dad knew what he wanted and now had a staff of assistants at his disposal to handle all the logistics and details for the wedding, which freed him up to do the more fun stuff like shopping. Dad’s always been a sharp dresser and having me by his side always gave him a thrill when shopping. Bringing me along was like catnip as all the female shop assistants seemed to swoon all over him when I was around. Being a single father was part of his attraction, and Dad never seemed to get tired of female attention. He had flown in a designer to personally design and make not only Caroline’s wedding dress, but my dress as well since I was going to be Caroline’s matron of honor. No expense was spared during this whole process and it was as fun as hell!

It was the night before the wedding, Dad and Caroline’s special day. Although this was not going to be a traditional wedding in the true sense of the word, Dad still wanted to cherry pick some of the more quaint parts of occasion. He had decided to spend the time honored tradition of a Bachelor’s Party, the night before the wedding. So of course he had booked the presidential suite at the Carlyle. He, also surprisingly, wanted to spend this time alone in reflection about the future ahead. I completely understood. In fact, we too needed the brief time apart, since I had spent the whole basically attached to his hip. Now that I think back, it was odd that Caroline had not crossed my mind. Actually, Dad hadn’t even mentioned the bride to be during the entire week of planning and making all the arrangements. When he was mentioned it was as if she were just a mere player in the event, weird I thought.

The dress was gorgeous. Hand made personally for me and fit every curve of my body perfectly. I stood there in my own room admiring myself in the full length mirror. I couldn’t believe the skill and the intricate details in which the garment had been made. I had never thought that a piece of clothing could make me feel so special.

Suddenly at the doorway way I heard someone clearing their thought and when I turned, there stood Caroline. My jaw dropped.

“Deja’ vu” he said in that motherly voice of hers. “Playing dress up again I see.”

She walked closer and stood there before me. She took her two fingers under my chin and gently raised my face up to where we were looking the deep into each others eyes. The instant our eyes met, saw the death of all reason I had believed in just moments earlier vanish. It was just the two of us, alone and nothing to hold back the lust within our very souls. But she didn’t say a word, no mention of discipline, or the barking of orders, nothing, just a woman who had returned home after traveling the world wanting nothing more at that moment than me.

Her soft kiss on my slightly parted lips caught me a little off guard. I closed my eyes and put both of my hands behind her head to bring her closer to me. The kissing began slowly and deeply, we knew we had no other choice than to give in, nothing else was important, nothing else mattered. Soon our kisses became deeper and deeper, our mouths fully open, our tongues mingling in an erotic dance as we explored each other's hunger for the other.

She took my hands and gently put them to my sides, then she inched my dress down over my shoulders to my wrists. She reached around, and with one carefully quick movement, unfastened my bra and slid it too down to my wrists exposing my firm breasts as she began caressing them, feeling my nipples hardening with the slightest touch of her fingers. I responded by kissing her harder, hands free, my breathing becoming faster almost to a pant. Her kisses continued as they wondered their way down my neck, her tongue tracing a wet line as I lowered my head.

She spent a long time on my breasts. She kissed and licked every part of them, circling the aureoles, tickling my nipples with the tip of her tongue, pressing them gently between her lips. My breathing grew deeper and I could feel my own arousal coming off my skin like steam.

She again took her finger and placed it under my chin and tilted my head back as she returned to slowly kissing down my neck to my chest, savoring me and not wanting to leave one inch of my flesh untouched. Using her tongue to outline the curvatures of my breasts, moving up to my nipples and taking one into her mouth. I arched my back and gasped as I felt the warmth of her mouth on me, suckling me as if my nipples were filled with the nectar she craved. Her mouth going back and forth from one nipple to the other, it was like she was making love to my breasts, I felt like I was going to have an orgasm right there and she hadn't even touched my drenched pussy yet.

She continued kissing her way down my body, down my increasingly heaving breasts, going lower, and lower. I was taking in the scent of her femininity, that wonderful scent that I had been dreaming about. She knelt down to my knees and I parted my legs slightly as I felt her lips going down to my belly button.

My breathing began to deepen and very slowly she bent down and pulled up my dress, gradually exposing more and more of my hidden flesh. When my panties came into view she pulled the dress over her head and moved to my crotch. She hooked her fingers around the thin waistband of my panties and began to pull them down. I began to tremble as she slowly slid my panties over the curve of my ass, down my thighs to my ankles. Although I couldn’t see her, I could feel her breath on my pussy, her nose taking in my scent. I was so wet that the smell of my hot pussy must have been overwhelming. But she seemed to get turned on by it. I shivered and caught a lump in my throat as she laid her delicate hands on the my hips, I gasped. I took a deep breath as I struggled to stay on my feet. I wanted to collapse on the floor in front of her so she would just take and ravage me, but I resisted the urge.

I spread my legs a little farther apart. With my hands grabbing a thicket of her hair I pulled her face against my pussy, but she pulled back, taking control without saying a word.

She put her hand over my aching pussy and with her two fingers, stuck them in between my slit. I started to moan, wanting her to go deeper, but she didn’t. Using her index finger she started lightly tickling my clit, flicking it very lightly in a rapid motion. I was just about to orgasm when she took her hand away and stopped. She got out from under my dress and stood up. She looked down at my half on dress and I instinctively read her mind as if she were instructing me to take it off without words, which I did.

A smile appeared on her lovely face as she bent down to my ear and whispered “Go over to the bed.” .

I stepped over my gown and walked to the bed. Standing there watching from behind, I could feel her eyes on me. I was just about to get on the bed when she said “Stop.”.

“I want you to crawl on your hands and knees to go the edge of the bed.”

I did as she said. I got on the bed and crawled until my ankles reached the edge of the bed.

Then she said “stop” again. I knelt there frozen, my ass sticking out in the air.

“Bend forward and stick your ass up higher.”

I did as I was told, I felt the slight draft in between my legs and mixed with the wetness of my pussy created an exhilarating experience.

She moved over above me and started kissing my ass tenderly. Despite the coolness of the draught my pussy was getting hotter and hotter. I wanted her to penetrate me right there. I wanted to feel the slickness and length of her cock licking me up again and again. But like a connoisseur, more precisely an ass connoisseur, she worked her way towards my anus. First she just started kissing around it lightly, feeling her breath on my anus was heaven. She continued using her long tongue licking her way to the spot between my anus and my vagina, sending me in shivers. Then her tongue started working my clit. My head slowly went down to the bed as my cheeks pressed against the soft silk sheets, my breathing turned into panting as I spread my legs even wider.

She was shoving her face deeper in between my legs, her hands grabbing my hips burying herself deeper and deeper in between my wanting legs. Her tongue was incredible as my hips began to buck, I was working as hard as I could to get her tongue to touch every crevice of my aching void. Caroline was working my clit like a fine artist. But I wanted MORE.

Oh my god, I'm going to. I groaned. I bent my knees forward in an effort to hold back, I knew she wasn't finished but I was rushing towards orgasm. My legs were stiffening and I trembled. When I bent my knees forward, Caroline took her firm hands and pulled them back again. It seemed to encourage her to eat me even harder, her hands holding my hips in place, as I bucked back against her. I was about to cum.

“Oh my god!” I let out a large moan.

I was cumming and my juices began flowing uncontrollably while she was moving her face left and right lapping up every bit of my orgasmic sweetness. Wave after overwhelming wave of relief sent pulses of electricity throughout my body.

As I finished my orgasm. She gently licked and kissed all around my holes savoring every bit of my juices. My head was now resting on the backs of my folded hands basking in the afterglow of this woman and what she was able to do to me.

Barely able to catch my breath she said, “Turn around.”

Standing there in her designer business skirt, her hands clasping her hips with her shirt unbuttoned all the way down to the navel, I could see a glimpse of her smooth torso, her breasts still covered and tucked away under her bra. She looked deeply into my eyes and with one of her hands slowly moved over her finely cut skirt to her crotch.

“This is what you want, don't you baby girl.” she said confidently.

My jaw dropped. I could feel my mouth salivating. I slowly nodded my head in a “yes” motion as a smile, more like a devilish grin began to form on her beautiful face.

“Come to me, unzip and see the package Mistress has for you.”

"Would you help me out of these wet panties?” she said.

"Yes mam.” I dutifully answered.

I gently removed Caroline's panties, sliding them down her slender thighs and over her feet, being careful not to ensnare them on her designer shoes.

“Now, take my hose off," Caroline said.

"Yes mam.” I replied again.

Sliding the stocking off Caroline's long shapely legs brought me the extra thrill helping the her undress, and I especially loved the soft silky feel of her hose. My fingers trembled slightly as I unclasped the garter, and I allowed her finger tips to gently feel the soft skin of Caroline's inner thigh as I slowly took the hose off.

Her pussy never ceased to amaze me, even after all these months.

“Oh my God.” I said.

I was in awe. The smooth goodness of her pussy revealed itself from under in all its glory, ready for action. God she was so lovely. Her cunt truly was a work of art and I wanted nothing more than to bury my face into all that goodness.

Still on my knees at the edge of the bed as if I were worshipping it, I said.

“Caroline you're so hot, may I lick your pussy?”.

I slowly ran my tongue from the top of crotch along the creases between it and those beautiful womanly thighs that framed it. Once I reached the center I gave it a quick swirl of my tongue before smacking my own lips with her sweet nectar.

She took both of her hands and grasped the back of my head, her fingers taking hold of my hair pulling me forward. Her two soft palms cradling my head as I licked slightly in and around.

“Fuck”, she moaned.

The depth of her voice was nothing but deep desire. The sound of it turned me on so much that I went for it licking and suckling it again with abandonment.

“Jesus Christ.” she groaned.

For a brief second I looked up at her and with her head slightly tilted back I could see her slender neckline nothing the words.

“Come on baby girl dive back into my love garden with your mouth.”