My Fantasy Sexventure – Part 4 (Lesbian Slave)
blindfold, editor's picks, punishment

The story is connected, so please read from part 1. Few comments in the comment section will be appreciable. Thank you all for the positive comments/reviews on the previous parts. Hey guys, just wondering, can a lesbian slave story make your dick erect? And dear girls, I hope you get horny and wet. Previous part recap: One night, Divya calls me by phone, and she tells me that she is alone in her home. My lesbian love for her arouses as soon as I meet her after many days. She requests me to have a lesbian BDSM session with her. I refuse her request, but she ties me up. Imagining or Visualizing the story will give you a better feel while reading. The story is just continued from where I paused in the last part. She placed my wrists crossed in the small of my back. And in meanwhile, she took the bondage ropes. Me: No, it does not exist. Divya: No, it does exist. With both my wrist perfectly crossed, she wrapped 4 to 6 coils around it. Me: It fucking does not. Divya: It fucking does, and I wish to make you my slave. Me: No, I don’t want to become your slave. Divya: Oh, no! My darling. I have already tied you up. You are my slave now. There was a pause for a moment. I froze in shock as I got misled by her tricks. Me (acting agitated): You fucking bitch. Divya (laughing): Hey, hey, you don’t even know how to scold me. Divya: You might act so angry, but I know, deep down inside, you want to do this. Me (with little tears in my eyes): No, I don’t want to do this. Divya: Stop complaining, Anu. She turned me around. My naked boobs oscillated unsteadily. Now my back was on my tied hands, and my butt was in the air. I closed my eyes tightly, as some tears were trying to leak from my eyes. But a drop of tear came down till my cheek. Divya: Anu, why are you crying? Divya, in some or other way, triggered my emotions. The tears were involuntary. I was not able to control it. I was not able to understand the reason why it was coming. Divya: Is it the tears of joy? The tears that come out when you are going to get something you desire, long, and crave for? Me: Fuck, no. It is because you tied me without letting me know. It is because this is very embarrassing. She tried to convince me. Divya: It is nothing to feel embarrassed about. Just relax and let out your tears. I don’t mind seeing you crying. Me: I…I…I am just feeling uncomfortable. That’s all. She came close to me. She blew some air on my eyes. I opened my eyes, and all the tears subconsciously slipped out. She licked my tears with her warm, wet tongue. She dragged her tongue all over my eyes, my nose, and my cheeks. She seemed to love the saltiness on my skin. Her sign of affection gave me pleasure and comfort. It relieved all my stress. After completely licking my tears, she cleaned her salivae on my face with the tip of her skirt. Divya: Anu, so now, are you now ready for lesbian BDSM? Me: Ok, I am ready. I wondered how did Divya learn to tie hands with rope. The rope was very stiff. It hindered most of my movements. My whole body was shaking wobbly. She helped me to get up from the bed. I stood straight facing her while she sat on the bed in front of me. Divya: Are you my slave? Me: Yes, I am. Divya: Go down on your knees. I kneeled down. My knees rested on the floor while my thighs were on the vertical. My upper body was straight, with my head slightly tilt up and hands tied at the back. She gazed into my eyes. Divya: Shall I make you a bitch? Me: I wish to be a good girl. Divya: I have a few rules which my good girl needs to follow. Me: Yes, I will obey whatever you say. Divya: Rule number one. You must not look into my eyes. I lowered my head down. Divya: Rule number two. You must address me as ma’am. Me: Yes, ma’am. Divya: Rule number three. I can slap you whenever I wish. Me: Understood, ma’am. She suddenly gave me a tight slap on my face. THUP! It was not hard but unexpected. Divya: Did it hurt? Me: No, ma’am. Divya: Do you want more? Me: Yes, ma’am. Divya: Come and place your tummy on my lap. Me: Ok, ma’am. I raised up, moved towards her, and laid down on her lap. She lowered my panties, and she caressed my bare ass with her bare hand. Divya: You have such a perfect ass. Me: Thank you, ma’am. She pulled down my panties completely from my legs and threw them away. Now my ass was ready to get slapped. She kissed my ass before spanking it. Divya: I want to make your ass red. Me: It is my honor, ma’am. I often fantasize myself getting my ass spanked by a hot handsome guy. But my bad, I was going to get that from a filthy witch. Exposing my bare ass to her was a bit discomfiting, but that feeling was awesome. She gave me her first hard slap on my ass. I don’t know why, but I loved it. Me (moaning): Aaaawwwwww. Divya: Do you like this? Me: Yes, ma’am, just keep going. The spanks were pleasing but not hard. She hit my left and right ass cheeks one after the other. THUP! THUP! Another one! THUP! THUP! THUP! THUP! At times she rubbed my inner thighs to tease me. And at times, she pinched my breast to straighten me and then spanked me. I enjoyed every single moment. Soon my ass got bright red. I lost count of how many times she was spanking me. It went on and on and on. She seemed to love the softness of my ass. I waited and waited for her to pause, but she did not. Me: Ma’am, can you please stop spanking me? She did not respond. Me: Ma’am, could you please stop the spankings? She still did not respond. It hit my patience very hard, and I lost my cool. Me (shouting loudly): Divya, you fucking donkey. STOP this fucking bullshit RIGHT NOW! She stopped spanking me suddenly. My loud scream echoed throughout the whole house. She got shocked and very angry to hear this. Divya: Hmm…So Anu dear. You are bored with this punishment, and you want some other punishment. Is it? Me: Noo, I just wanted you to stop it. I don’t want any more punishments. She pinched my left butt cheek. She pinched it hard till I started to cry out loud. Me: Aaaaaaaahhhhhh! (crying) I am so sorry, ma’am. I am so sorry for shouting at you like that. She pinched my ass harder. It hurt me even more. Divya (acting very angry): How dare you insult me like that? How dare you lie to me that you are a good girl? Me (muttering): I am so sorry for being such a bitch. I want you to give me more punishments. Please punish me for not being a good girl. Divya: I can’t hear you. Tell me louder. Me(shouting loudly): MA’AM, PLEASE PUNISH ME FOR BEING SUCH A BAD GIRL! She stopped pinching, and she patted my red hot ass a few times. Divya: Good girl. Me: Thank you, ma’am. Divya: So, are you ready for your next punishment? Me: Yes, ma’am. My hands still being tied at my back, I felt too helpless. She can slap me whenever she feels like it. But I can not possibly object to anything she says. She also seemed to not have any plan to release my hand. Fuck Divya. She did not even give me a break after slapping and pinching my butt. Although I was tired, I had no choice but to obey her. Divya: Now move your ass and stand up straight. I got up from her lap. But I did not stand up. Instead, I kneeled down on the floor, and I lowered my eyes. Me (softly): I am very exhausted, Divya. Can you please give me some rest and maybe can you also massage my back? She did not like my request. She acted as though she got very angry. She caught my hair(with her left hand) and pulled my head up. For a few moments, she glared into my eyes. Suddenly she raised her right hand high up. I got a feeling that she was going to give me a tight slap. I did not have any time to think, dodge, or block it. I closed my eyes, and I accepted whatever she was going to give me. Her hand came fast, very fast. But suddenly she stopped her hand when she reached my cheek. Instead of giving me a hard slap, she gave two friendly pats on my cheek. I was serious hell frightened at the moment when I closed my eyes. She gave me a mini heart attack for a few seconds. When I opened my eyes, she surprised me with a creepy smile. Her act seemed to comfort me as well as threaten me at the same time. Divya(threatening): You often forget that you are my slave. You have no right to question back to me. You must be a good girl and do whatever I say. Understood? Me (with tears sparkling in my eyes): Understood, ma’am. Divya: Now stand up straight. I got up, and I looked at her. Divya: Have you reached your limit? Me: Yes, I have, but you can extend it as you wish. Divya: Do you like pain? Me: Yes, but only if it comes after pleasure. Divya: Are you in pain? Me: Yes, I feel like…I feel like my whole body is on fire. Divya: Do you want a glass of water? Me: Yes, ma’am Divya: Are you thirsty? Me: Yes, ma’am. Divya(looking at my dry lips): Shall I quench your thirst then? Me: It is my pleasure, ma’am. I looked at her lips. She moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue. She brought her wet lips towards me. She brushed my lips with her lips, softly and delicately, like butterfly wings. It was just enough for me to inhale her breaths into my lungs. The air which I took in from her lungs gave more life to my heart. And my heart pumped her love to all the parts of my body. She then let go of my lips. She took in a deep breath before she indulged back into my mouth. She deluged in, and I felt her saliva as it rolled off my tongue into my throat like waterfalls. It went even deeper from my throat, and it quenched all my thirst. Her saliva healed my sore throat, and it cherished my soul. And then, after that, for some more time, we both exchanged some normal kisses. Just after that, she ordered me to get ready for my punishment. Divya: Now turn around and face the wall. Me: Yes, ma’am. I turned around such that my head faced the wall, and my butt faced her. My hands were still tied to my back. She did not take any pity on me. She still did not care about removing the ropes from my hands. Divya (instructing me): I want you to do fifty situps right now in front of me. I got shell-shocked to hear this. Me (murmuring to myself): Divya, this is no school punishment. And fifty is seriously too much. Divya (staring at my eyes): Don’t complain, Anu. (smiling) I know that you are annoyed, but I am going to annoy you more by decorating you. Me: What do you mean by decorating me? She seemed to have a deadly naughty plan in her mind. I did not turn back, but I felt like she was pulling down her panties under her skirt. She removed it, and she took it up with her hand. Then she places that on my head like a crown. She placed her panties in such a way that it was upside down. The butt-side of the panties was on my face covering my eyes till my nose. The panty blindfolded me, but it was transparent. Me: Yuck Divya, this is too disgusting. How can you put your panties on me like this? Divya(laughing): No, that is not mine. It is actually yours. Me(confused): What! What are you telling? Divya: Remember? I removed your panty and ran out of the restroom on that day. This is that same exact panty. I got dumbstruck to hear this. Me: Seriously, that is mine? Divya: Yes, idiot, it is yours. Me: Then why the fuck is it so stinking, and why do I feel something so sticky in my hair? When did you last wash it? How many times did you use it? Divya (laughing): I used it a couple of times. But I did not wash it even once for the past one month. I did not want to wash away your scent from it. Me (annoyed): Are you kidding? There is not a drop of my fragrance in these panties. Only the smell of your yucky cum and your stinking asshole exists in this piece of shit. How can you seriously humiliate me this badly? I want to slap you for this. Divya (threatening): Enough arguing. The underwear looks too good on you. It is not too bad like the way you described. If you continue to argue, then I will slap you hard. As I said earlier, I had no choice but to obey her. Or else she can slap me if she feels like it. Divya: We will resume your punishment, understood? Me: Understood, ma’am. She took a pouch from her drawer. I did not know what was in it, but I was sure that it was something terrible. She came towards my boobs. I felt the flicker of her wet tongue on my nipple. She circled her warm tongue, to and fro, many times, licking the tip of my nipples. The cool air in the atmosphere touched me so differently from the warmness of her tongue. That warm-cold sensation made my nipples erect. After that, she opened the pouch. There were a couple of clothespins inside the pouch. It was expected and not too surprising. She took out the first clothespin. Divya (convincing me): This won’t be too bad. With a smile on her face, the first and second one went on both my nipples. It pinched, but it just made me more aroused than anything. Me(moaning): Ah! She did not take pity on me even for one little bit. Divya: Sorry, Anu. I didn’t mean to hurt you, but I want to stick out a little more on you. Telling this, she stuck two more clothespins each on both my cheeks, belly, and thighs. I caught my breath in a startled gasp of pain. I felt burning pain all over those parts. I wasn’t expecting it to feel the way it did. I played some expressions on my face, as I am struggling to want to take them off. But she did not care. I was really very surprised to see this hard-hearted side of her. I felt so low in front of her. But still, I don’t know why I admired her unkindness. Divya: Well, all good, you are completely decorated now. Are you ready to do fifty situps now? Me: Yes, I am. Divya: Are you sure? Me: Yes, ma’am. Divya: Good girl. I somehow still had some energy. But I was not exactly sure when it might get finished. I just decided to bet everything on it, and I chose to do fifty situps. She took a big wooden scale in her hand. Divya: Come on. Start. Bitch. I started to do as she ordered me to do. Counting each situp I did, she spanked my ass with that scale. One! WHACK! Two! WHACK! After each situp, my pain increased linearly. Three, four, five, and it went on till sixteen, seventeen and eighteen, somehow. Eighteen! WHACK! Nineteen! WHACK! When twenty came, I suddenly got completely exhausted. My body was in extreme pain. My head felt too dizzy. I felt numb and faint. I felt like I was going to collapse. I lost my balance, and I dropped down towards the ground. It was a very sloppy fall, and I was sure that I would break my teeth. But suddenly, Divya caught me, from behind, just before I touched the ground. I felt very grateful that she help me at the very right moment. Me(with tears in my eyes): I was not able to take it anymore. I did not complete my punishment. I am… I am so sorry. She suddenly kissed me, and she gave me a warm hug. Divya: You need not be sorry for this. I release you from being my slave. After this, we will just make up some love. Ok? To be continued. I hope you all liked this story about BFFs turned lesbian lovers. Please do send me your feedback to [email protected]. I welcome only honest, genuine replies. Sex chat will not be entertained. Thank you all. Love you, guys!