Steps to Submission Volume 3: Virgin Lesbian Erotic Romance (Steps to Submission Bundles)

by Lexie X

  "Oh yeah? What was it like?" She emphasized her final word with a forceful thrust, eliciting a pained little scream from her captive.

  She managed one single full word despite the storm of stimulation overwhelming her every nerve. "Pathetic."

  "Wait, what?" Isabella asked, slipping as she did so.

  The toy slipped out with her, and then Piper found herself slipping—right off of the bed. With a cry of alarm, she tumbled to the floor face-first.

  ***

  Chapter 6

  Bruised, pained, and exhausted all over, Piper sat up and let Isabella untie her hands.

  "Are you alright?" the blonde asked, touching her cheek.

  "I feel like somebody beat me up," she responded, catching her breath.

  "Well, I kinda did…"

  Feeling incredibly naked, weak, and vulnerable, Piper curled her knees together. Her body still shook with near-orgasm pangs, but something had changed about Isabella's manner.

  "What did you mean, pathetic?" the blonde asked, taking off the strap-on harness and drunkenly plopping down next to her on the floor.

  "Isabella," she said softly, trying to think of the right words through the chaos in her own body. "Your sister hates her life."

  "No, she doesn't. She has everything." And yet, Isabella's green eyes followed her every change in expression, desperate for more.

  "Her marriage is over. They're just together for the kids. He's got another woman."

  Isabella frowned. "That can't be right."

  "She just wanted what you have. She made every play in the book for me," Piper explained, speaking more pointedly as she caught her breath. "In the end, it was just like that—" She nodded her head at the bed. "I didn't even touch her. An uncaring and unhappy fucking, and that's all. A pity fuck. She's a trainwreck."

  Lowering her head, Isabella looked at the floor. "Do you think I'm a freak?"

  "What? For tonight?" Piper laughed. "Jessie basically asked me to move in with her today—"

  "I'll kill her!" Isabella immediately responded.

  "No! We're alright. She gets it. I said no because she can never be what I need. This—" She laughed again. "This is what I need. Yes, you're a freak, and I love it. I've never been more turned on."

  Worried green eyes watched her intently. "Really?"

  "Really. And I know why you're acting like a douchebag."

  Isabella gulped.

  She reassured her girlfriend with a caring smile. "I know your secret."

  The blonde waited, almost visibly afraid.

  "You don't—" Piper began to say, then cut herself off as her voice cracked. Blurriness welled up from her eyes as she finished her sentence. "You don't think you deserve to be loved."

  Isabella looked away as her face instinctively scrunched up.

  "That's it," Piper continued, certain now of everything, including her own feelings. "The reason you always push me away. It's a lens that distorts everything. You know Laura thinks your dad gave you everything you ever asked for? But you only saw that as him giving you things to shut you up. And Laura always wanted what you had, and slept with people you were dating, and you thought it was because she was just amazing and got whatever she felt like she wanted and you weren't worth a damn, when really it was always her that was desperately jealous of you, but—"

  Isabella's shoulders heaved as she resisted a sob.

  "—but your family is a giant fucking mess and they've made you think that nobody could possibly care about you. But I do. I do, and I'm not going anywhere. Not ever. You can't even drive me away. The more you torture me, the more I'll enjoy it, and that's why you never managed to push me away. That's why we just kept getting closer. And that's why you love me—because you can't get rid of me no matter how hard you try."

  Her lip trembling, Isabella finally looked at her.

  The words kept spilling out. She'd never felt more right, more certain of herself, or more devoted. "And I know you love me," Piper continued, letting all her thoughts run free. "Because you're fine with that. You're fine with loving someone yourself. But the thought of them loving you doesn't make sense to you. It scares you. It's just to shut you up, or because they want something from you. But you do! You do deserve to be loved! You're amazing! You're brilliant, and clever, and evil, and caring—"

  "And pretty," Isabella interjected between relieved sobbing laughter.

  "And pretty," Piper added, laughing with her. "And you're an incredibly rare kind of person that seems to perfectly fit with the freak that I am. We're both freaks. And I love that. So you, should just shut up, stop freaking out, stop pushing me away, and just let me love you, because I'm not going anywhere no matter how hard you try!"

  Just like that, her intense outpouring of emotion stopped, and she took and released a deep breath.

  Isabella sniffled. "Okay."

  "Okay?" she asked, blinking, not sure exactly what her girlfriend was agreeing to.

  "Okay, I'll just shut up," the relieved blonde elaborated. "And let you… feel… whatever you want."

  "Good," Piper countered immediately. "That's good."

  Both coming back from tears, they sat in silence for a moment.

  "You could, um, say it now if you want," Isabella offered, looking a little bit like a deer in headlights.

  "Well now I don't want to!" she responded, raising her eyebrows.

  Isabella leapt forward and tackled her.

  "Ow, my spanking burns! Owwww!" Piper complained, weakly fighting off her aggressor with mock shoves.

  Climbing on top of her, Isabella looked down at her with those vulnerable green eyes that were now emphasized by dark tear-streaked makeup. "I do…"

  Piper smiled, knowing exactly what her girlfriend was affirming. "I love you, too."

  Processing those words, Isabella stared down at her. She seemed to move to get up, but Piper gripped her wrists and kept her in place. Finally, her instinctual terror seemed to pass, and she collapsed forward. Wrapping her arms around her girlfriend, Piper held her tight, caressed her back lovingly, and tried to ignore the decidedly un-romantic burning all along her own butt. "You know I think, technically, I do means you said it first."

  "Bullshit," Isabella whispered near her ear. "You said it first for sure. I do could have meant anything."

  "But it meant that you love me."

  Soft hair moved along Piper's face as her close girlfriend nodded. "Fine. I said it first. Goddamnit."

  They shared a relieved giggle.

  "Also," Piper added. "I'm kind of naked here… and you're fully clothed… and you tied me up and hit me, sooooo… it's kind of like I was coerced…"

  "I'll coerce you!" Isabella threatened with mock anger, pulling back to lift off her shirt. "But you're right, we have to fix this unfairness."

  Ecstatic, Piper stared happily as her girlfriend removed her bra and let her gorgeous round breasts fall free. "Holy fuck, I've missed you."

  "It's only been a day!"

  "I was talking to your boobs."

  Isabella grumbled and pushed her backwards with a smile.

  "Ow, my butt!" Piper immediately responded. "Let's get on the bed."

  "Okay."

  Finding a comfortable position among the sheets by lying on her side, she held out her arms and waited for her girlfriend. Isabella ditched her pants and underwear and climbed into bed fully naked. Cuddling close, they both just breathed for a few minutes, entwining their arms and legs and enjoying each other's warm skin.

  "I knew you'd crack me," Isabella whispered after a time, gazing into her eyes. "That's why I was so afraid."

  Piper gazed right back. "I guess all the mystery's gone now, eh?"

  "Might as well break up," Isabella joked. "But seriously, you enjoyed what I did to you?"

  She groaned. "You beat the crap out of me. You know, earlier today, Jessie compared you to an abusive spouse."

  "I'll kill her!"

  "But yes, yes, can we please do that again? I get the f
eeling you weren't half done."

  Isabella smirked. "Not by a longshot." She raised her hand to slap her girlfriend's ass.

  "No! When I'm healed!" Piper countered quickly—but the blonde had only been teasing.

  They embraced each other a little closer.

  Taking her girlfriend's hand, Piper brought it gently down between her legs. Isabella cupped her mound—and closed her eyes. "I love touching you," she breathed.

  "You do? It's not weird to you anymore?"

  "Fuck, it's like the more I care about you, the more you turn me on."

  Piper grinned. "I'm pretty sure that is how it works." She sighed in response to increased pressure from the hand against her sex.

  Isabella opened her eyes and watched the play of enjoyment in her face.

  Piper gripped the blonde's forearm and urged her on.

  Rubbing faster, Isabella finished what she'd started, bringing her girlfriend back toward her previously interrupted orgasm. This time, face to face, she watched the results of her working hand.

  Breathing harder and feeling a flush creep up her features, Piper concentrated on bringing that intense pleasure up and through her body. She had always watched the beautiful reactions and expressions and sounds of Isabella's orgasms, but now the tables had turned, and she loved feeling those eyes on her. With her body and mind already overstimulated from the spanking, fucking, and mistreatment, her orgasm came easily. The surge had already begun in her while Isabella had been inside her, really, and now she brought it back, resuming that climb right back at the peak. In moments, she squeezed her eyes shut, took a deep breath, arched forward until her breasts pressed between her girlfriend's, and let the pleasure flow up through her and out into her moans.

  Somewhere in the middle of her rolling high, Isabella whispered, "You're so beautiful."

  Smiling deeply with her eyes still closed, Piper just let herself enjoy the moment. Her every nerve tingled with ecstasy and her heart felt light and full of warmth now that they were close again—closer than ever, in fact. Her insides began clenching less with each squeeze and her pleasure faded slowly until she sighed one last time and opened her eyes to find Isabella watching her with a deeply happy smile.

  "Take a picture," Piper teased softly. "It'll last longer."

  Isabella rolled her eyes, but her smile remained. "You're seriously amazingly beautiful. Watching you get off after I smacked you around tonight—you just love it, don't you?"

  Piper nodded as best she could with her head against the pillow. "Like I said, we're perfect for each other. Two freaks in a pod."

  "Is that the saying?" Isabella teased. She traced her hand up her girlfriend's tummy. "But watching you kinda got me all hot and bothered. Like… really hot and bothered."

  "Oh yeah?"

  "Yeah," the blonde admitted, squirming a little bit. "When you turn me on this much, it kinda makes me feel like lezzing out…"

  One eyebrow raised, Piper gave her a confused grin.

  Isabella responded with an exasperated sigh and rolled her eyes again. "Get up," she said, pointing at the ceiling.

  Piper clambered up and stood above her, unevenly planted among the blankets.

  Sheepishly, Isabella scooted downward along the bed, then beckoned. "Now hurry up, while I'm still too horny to think straight."

  Comprehending what she meant with a bemused smile, and grateful for the chance to keep her pained butt off of the bed, Piper gently put her knees on either side of her girlfriend's head and lowered herself slowly. "You know, if you want to lick my pussy, you can just ask…"

  Beneath her, the blonde lightly slapped her raw cheek even as she used her other hand to pull her down on her face.

  After the night's earlier abuse and uncertainty, that firm little muscle lapping against the slickness between her legs felt like sheer heaven, both physically and emotionally. Leaning forward on both hands, Piper kept herself just slightly above the blonde's face to allow her a good range of motion with her mouth.

  Below her, Isabella spread her lips with two fingers from her left hand to make room for her eager lapping; she sent her right hand down to answer her own arousal. Giving one little happy moan, she began rubbing herself roughly and licking deeply between her spread fingers.

  Not only was the feeling incredible, but Piper found herself even more engaged because Isabella was enjoying the act with her. It wasn't something the domineering blonde did often, as she usually opted to be the one in control, but if all she had to do to get Isabella to lez out was get her extremely turned on, well then that would be one of their new games.

  As she moved with the tongue thrusting into her sex and enjoyed her returning and rising pleasure, she began smelling Isabella's sweat and arousal. Her animal side wanted her to turn around and curl up with the gorgeous blonde body to body, breasts to tummies, tongues both working slick folds, but she remained in place and let Isabella lick her and masturbate.

  She wanted that moment, to both reach orgasm that uncommon way, because it would mean something special between them for some reason; because it would mean Isabella was sinking deeper into their shared sexuality. That was the way the blonde had trained her to love it so much, after all: getting off to licking pussy.

  And that moment seemed to be something Isabella had in mind as well. Flattening her right palm against her mound and slipping two fingers inside herself, the blonde began seriously building her own pleasure. Little moans escaped her between long deep licks against slick folds. Those moans evolved into throaty excited noises as she wrapped her lips around her girlfriend's protruding labia and began sucking and teasing the soft flesh, gently pulling them to tease her clit out of hiding.

  Breathing deep against the intense and soft stimulation that was a far cry from being spanked and fucked, Piper felt her girlfriend begin quivering with oncoming orgasm even as soft lips wrapped around her clit. Gripping the sheets tightly against the electric feeling, she screamed once as Isabella's tongue began flicking her little knob directly.

  Tensing and trembling, she barely managed to stay in place. Beneath her, Isabella rubbed and fingered even harder, and the vibrations of her self-pleasure traveled through the mattress and up Piper's legs. Sensing her girlfriend about to orgasm, Piper let herself get more vocal, giving the blonde more stimulation.

  Beneath her, the vibrations changed. Isabella arched up, then back down, and then up again, getting off in a powerful way. Through it all, she kept her mouth and tongue working. Piper did her best to get off with her girlfriend, but her prior orgasm—and the earlier abuse—had her a little slow on the second climb. To her dismay, Isabella's moaning quieted and her writhing halted with a deeply satisfied sigh.

  Piper moved to get up now that her girlfriend's horniness had passed, but, to her delighted surprise, Isabella's right hand came up and pulled her right back down.

  "I want you to come on my face," the blonde ordered.

  "I'm a little tired," Piper admitted, looking beneath herself at Isabella's upside down green eyes. "It might take some effort."

  Isabella raised one eyebrow and brought her right hand up. Gently, Piper took two fingers in her mouth, tasting a hint of sweet juices on each.

  Bringing the wet fingers back down, Isabella ran them up the length of the reddened and dripping sex inches above her face. "I'm still hot for licking you even after I got off," she breathed, shaking her head. "What are you doing to me?" Without waiting for an answer, she slid her fingers between tight walls and into intimate wetness.

  Penetrated by soft firmness, Piper gripped the sheets again. Those curled fingers seemed to immediately find that perfect spot, rubbing in exactly the right way inside her. Isabella's lips and tongue joined in that effort, returning to her clit with abandon.

  Squeezing her eyes shut, she found herself right back on that climb again. Waves of bliss washed through her with increasing intensity. They seemed to bounce around in her body and her head, magnifying, fueled by the fingers and tongue work
ing her most sensitive areas. Her insides began clenching around the fingers inside her, and the waves of pleasure churned into one body-wide sensation of ecstasy. She was forced to moan just to let off some of the intense pressure.

  Spurred on by her noises and the soft walls squeezing her fingers, Isabella kept up her efforts, right there with her throughout her long orgasm.

  Breathing hard, fists gripping the sheets, Piper rolled with the feeling for what felt like several minutes. The firm little muscle against her clit, the lips sucking her mound gently, and the fingers rubbing her most sensitive inner spot all blended together to lift her high and keep her there.

  Most stimulating of all was her sheer happiness at everything—at their deepened bond, at their shared breakthrough, and at Isabella's increasing attraction to her body. Maybe the blonde had fallen in love with her personality and their twisted bond first, but Isabella was definitely sinking deeper into girl sex—and loving it. She sucked, tongued, and fingered happily below, truly enjoying the pleasures of loving another girl's body.

  Piper hung her head low during her orgasm, practically hanging her view upside down just to watch the enjoyment on her girlfriend's face as she came against the blonde's mouth, tongue, and fingers. In that moment, Piper knew what she wanted her next little game with Isabella to be.

  Finally, unable to take any more, she fell to the side—and then bounced up and away from her stinging butt. After much wiggling, she settled into a comfortable position to catch her breath.

  "Good?" Isabella asked, sweat running down her cheeks, her makeup thoroughly ruined.

  Piper laughed deeply.

  "What?" the blonde pawed at her own cheeks. "Oh god, I must look crazy."

  "A little bit like a clown," she admitted, unable to keep from smiling widely.

  "You're in love with a clown," Isabella shot back, giving her a mock frown.

  "I am," she countered, smiling with a brighter happiness than she thought possible. "Also, my ass really hurts. When we do that again, you're giving me a lotion massage."

  Isabella lit up. "Um, deal?!"

  They both scooted closer together, embracing with relieved and satisfied warmth.