A Woman's Touch (And a Whole Lot More!): Five First Lesbian Sex Erotica Stories Read Online Free PDF

was infectious so she started giggling as well.  It went on for four or five minutes but it didn’t dispel any of Lindsay’s arousal.  If anything, it made her want everything even more.  When they’d calmed down, Lindsay said, “I really like you, Connie.”
    Connie smiled bashfully and it looked like she blushed a little bit. “I really like you, too.”
    Lindsay said, “Okay.  So I want to take charge of you, make you do things, and I want to start out by spanking you.  I mean, I want to make you use your mouth on me, teach you how to do that.  But like I said, I’ve been thinking about spanking you, and I really want that. Not mean or really hard.  I mean, it will sting a bit but it’s to be sexy and not to hurt you.”  The girl bit her lip and smiled.  Lindsay realized the idea turned her on quite a bit. “But you need to keep pretending to be Drusilla and I’m going to pretend to be Lindsay the Demon and not Lindsay the Girl.”
    Connie nodded. “I like that.  It’s fun.”
    Lindsay smiled.  “Did you like when Alistair and I pretended like I had to be forced to please you?”
    It was like the girl’s face flooded with color.  “A whole lot.  Wow.  Yeah.”
    She smiled. “Okay.  You’re almost a thousand years old, Drusilla.  I don’t think time outs were even invented before like 1960 or 1970.”
    Connie’s eyes opened wide. “Oh!  I understand now.”  She cleared her throat and said with eyes downcast, “When I failed my mother or my father I was handed to the head of the servants, and he would take me over his knee and spank me.  When I entered into life in the night, he was the first blood I took for daring to spank me.”
    Lindsay felt a visceral thrill and said, “Well, you’ve misbehaved again, and you’ve failed me.  I’m not your mother or father, though, and I handle my punishments all by myself.”  She could feel the excitement building in her, and she stood up and unzipped the back of the bodysuit.  As she got herself undressed, far faster than she had for Alistair, she said, “But I am a generous mistress, and I will allow you to participate in your punishment.  You may decide how many times my hand will fall over you.”  She kicked her shoes from her feet and stepped out of the bodysuit.  Her panties followed a moment later and she sat back down with her legs spread a bit.  Connie looked between them and Lindsay was excited to see some of her nervousness return.
    Connie looked up at her with those wide-eyes that reminded her of anime girls and said, “Um… is ten enough?”  The words were like Alistair’s orders.  They touched Lindsay on a physical level.  Before she could reply, though, Connie said, “I mean, like ten for each cheek?”  It was almost impossible not to moan when she said that.  Lindsay had planned on five or six swats total.  Now she had twenty.  Twenty!
    She had to stay in character, though, so she said, “That should be sufficient, I suppose.”  Then, just because she felt herself losing some of the control, even if only in her own mind, she added, “But if your behavior doesn’t change afterward, we’ll have to add more later.”
    The girl nodded, the arousal winning out over the nervousness but the nervousness so strong now it bordered on panic.  Lindsay smiled and said.  “I want you over my knee.”  She didn’t know why it felt better to make the girl do it herself but there was something about the humiliation of the event, the way the girl had to rise to her feel and then stand in indecision as she tried to figure out how to go about things.  She smartly chose to climb over one of the arms of the chair, and Lindsay closed her legs so the girl could bring her knees down.  It was a large chair but Lindsay realized the couch would make things better because there was almost no contact with the girl’s body and she was more on all fours than over her knee.
    “Sill vampire girl,” she said.  “Not