The following story is a work of fiction, a fantasy. All the characters are made-up, fictitious and only exist in this fantasy. The following story depicts consensual sex and bondage play between adult woman. In this story you will find: Incest, Lesbian sex, domination, submission, bondage, anal intercourse.
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If this is not your scene, now is the time to bail..
Comments welcome!
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Sarah Perkins takes the subway train downtown. Tonight she is happy. After toiling for nearly fifteen years in the big city she has finally found the perfect apartment. A charming four-story brownstone, located near the fashionable lower-east side on 11th street, between 3rd and 4th avenue.
Tonight she plans on finishing her unpacking and relaxing after a busy day at the office. Little does she know that this is just the start of an incredible odyssey, of Sarah's introduction to a remarkably submissive young woman named Nina. Sarah will come to introduce this lovely young woman to an exacting and exquisite form of bondage training. Sarah will become Nina's first real lesbian Mistress.
As the train rattles downtown Sarah notices two beauties sitting across from her on the train. A blonde and brunette looking quite cute in their proper business attire. Sarah becomes amused, imagining herself as their dominating Mistress. She visualizes the cuffs and collars she would lovingly fasten on them. How their pliant youthfulness would yield completely to her especially demanding appetites. She checks her appearance in the reflected image of the subway car's dark window.
For 39 years old Sarah is in incredibly good shape. She's on the tall side with a powerfully built body and long legs, carefully maintained by serious daily workouts. Sarah has a pretty, if somewhat angular face with high cheekbones and straight auburn hair with just a slight hint of silver. There's time, she thinks, time for it all the fun. She needs to first finish unpacking. Then she'll setup a lengthy session with her girlfriends. Over the years Sarah Perkins has been part of a small group of gay women friends (and lovers) who trust each other explicitly in a sometimes brutal and indifferent city. Her group serves as a kind of protective oasis, where they can freely and safely experiment with themes of bondage, domination, and obsessive pursuits.
The months go by, spring turns into summer. Sarah settles into her cozy downtown apartment. She's enjoys her new home, which is basically a modest two bedroom apartment, but considered huge by New York standards. She likes the warmth of the place, the hard wood floors and big front and back windows that let in a lot of light. All her stuff, basically a ton of books, lightweight but comfortable furniture and specialized bondage equipment, fit well in the new place, giving it a welcoming if somewhat cluttered look.
Early one summer night Sarah relaxes with a glass of wine in her small kitchen. Sitting at her table and looking out the back window she can catch a tiny bit of the setting sun. She reflects on her life; how hard she works as a manager in a high-powered market research firm, how she has less and less time to spend with her girlfriends as the demands on her job never seem to end. That makes her sad, for she really enjoys her special sessions with her girlfriends, much more than spending endless hours at the office. She enjoys the coolness of the evening, the winding down, most folks ending their workday, getting ready for dinner. Her new apartment is very quiet.
Then she hears it.
A very distinctive moaning, coming from somewhere beyond the thick plaster walls of her apartment. At first she thinks she must be going nuts. But then she hears it again. The groaning, coming from a woman, somewhere inside the apartment building. Only when Sarah is perfectly still and quiet does she hear it, barely, on the edge of her perception. She quietly walks around, trying to get a better fix on where the sound is coming from. But it appears to have stopped as suddenly as it started.
Over the next few days she hears it again, tantalizing her senses, off and on but usually at night. She hears not only moaning, but other sounds of vigorous lovemaking as well, always just a little out of her hearing range. She begins to take more notice of her neighbors, trying to figure out who it is. She doesn't know any of them beyond a polite nod in the hallway, nor does she expect to. She's on the second floor of the four story building, each floor has three separate apartments. In the apartment to the her left lives two pretty Hispanic women, one older and one much younger, possibly related, she surmises, judging by their similar features. To her right lives an elderly white man, who Sarah believes is called Joe.
She tells her friends about this intriguing disturbance. Polly is a friend of hers who happens to be a nurse. She gives Sarah a stethoscope during a lunch time rendezvous.
"Listen Sarah," Polly informs her while snapping her chewing gum. "It's an excellent tool for listening through walls, but sometimes it's better to leave well enough alone, getting information this way can be dangerous."
"Don't worry baby, I can handle it," Sarah tells her friend with more confidence then she actually feels.
Sarah ignores Polly's advice, of course. The muffled nightly moans and groans is driving her crazy, plus she's curious, very curious, over who's having all this wild sex right in her own building.
Next Friday evening and Sarah is at home with her newly acquired stethoscope. She sits in her living room and waits, quiet as a mouse. Sure enough the groaning starts. Sarah knows from past experience that the sound won't last forever so she stands and listens intently. The muffled moaning seems to be slightly louder from the apartment on the left. The one with the two Latin beauties, the implications are quite intriguing.
Sarah puts the stethoscope on her ears and places the flat metallic disc against the wall on the left. She's instantly surprised and excited by how much louder and clearer the breathy moaning and groaning is. She homes-in on the woman's groans by sliding the disc along the living room's over painted plaster walls. She runs into the corner of the room and must go into the hallway to continue her quest.
The hallway moves her away from edge wall of the apartment. She goes into the small hallway closet and continues listening along the outer wall. Now the lovemaking sounds are very distinct through the stethoscope's earphones. She moves the device's disc along the bottom back wall of the closet and hits the sweet spot! By keeping perfectly still in a crouched position, way in the back of her hallway closet, Sarah clearly hears, via the stethoscope, everything going on in what she believes must be a bedroom in the apartment next door. A chill shoots down her back. She has never been much of a voyeur, preferring active participation over watching others have all the fun. But here she is, transfixed by the apparent sound two of women ardently making some very hot love in the apartment next door:
"Ummmm, Ummm, Umm.Ooooh, Oh! Oh!"
"You like the tongue no?"
"Aaah! Oooh. Yes!"
"Yes what?"
"Yes, yes, mother, pleasssse!"
"Hmmm, that's it. Yes, yes, Nina, aren't you a good little girl! Yes! Baby, in we go!"
"Oh, oh God! Ooooh! Ga-ga-ga-gaaaawd!"
Sarah listens very carefully for next half hour and is very intrigued by what she hears. Apparently these two beauties in the next apartment seem to be mother and daughter! They are clearly the ones responsible for the nightly sounds of torrid love making. She sits entranced in the back of the closet, eavesdropping on the sounds of unrelenting incestual lovemaking right next door. She soon becomes heated herself as she listens. Her fingers slide down between her legs. A short while later Sarah orgasms against the closet wall.
Over the next few days Sarah gets little sleep, she was a walking zombie at work. Every night she listens in on the amazing show next door. Over this time she learned that both mother and daughter seem to be sexual obsessed with each other; the mother very domineering and demanding, the daughter (Nina?) provocative, submissive, pouty and very spoiled.
