Date: Thu, 4 Jan 2007 09:36:18 -0800 (PST)
From: marina flakes <marina_tete@yahoo.com>
Subject: Doing Research

Disclaimer: the story contains sexual explicit language and acts of
submission and domination between females. If that offends you please don't
read.

All feedback is welcomed at: marina_tete@yahoo.com or marina0tete@gmail.com

Doing Research

{The girl was writhing on the bed while her mistress pounded away at her
body with a wood paddle for the un-authorized behaviour of her submissive}

"I can't do this," I told my self, 'this story is totally incoherent'

'But I have to finish it before my deadline, oh how am I supposed to write
a BDSM story when I really don't believe in this stuff.  It was completely
foolish of me to accept this story in the first place.'

Ok, I'll give it one more try,

{'Oh mistress, I am sorry, please mistress ahhhh' the girl plead with her
top, but to no avail.  'Why didn't you consider this before embarrassing me
at the party, you are going to lay there quietly till I decide you've
learned your lesson'}


'This isn't working, I can't write a story that I am not feeling. I need to
really feel and understand this to be able to write about it and most
importantly be able to enjoy it. Because that's why I am writing erotic
stories, to simply enjoy them.'

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Dear readers please don't be confused; the parts above simply reflect my
state when I had a new story to write. A fan wrote to me requesting a story
about a lesbian BDSM couple, now to tell you the truth I agreed without
thinking. I haven't considered the fact that I might not be able to do
that. So, I found myself stuck between an unfinished story and my desire to
learn more about the topic.

I decided to contact this fan again for some information, but was met with
much more. It turned out that the fan was actually a lesbian couple, with
BDSM experiences. Well , lucky me I thought, and asked them to narrate a
typical scenario of their sessions to me so that I can use it as a material
to build upon.


They said that the reason they contacted me was to help them, as they can't
put down their lives together into words so it was useless of me to ask
them to narrate. Back to nowhere again, I gave up all hope of this story
but after a week or so another email came from this couple.

They said that after giving the subject a lot of thinking they were
offering me to come and attend one of their sessions in person. This way, I
was going to obtain all the material I needed first hand. The thought came
to my liking and didn't think it over enough, again.

They happened to live in a town 90 minutes away from mine, so I packed my
bags to spend the next weekend at their place. I arrived at 7 pm on Friday
and set my mind to accept and memorize what ever goes on till Sunday night
when I leave this place.

I stopped my car in front of what looked like a small house, double checked
the address then walked to the front door. Just before I raise my hand and
ring the bell, the door opened to reveal an extremely beautiful young woman
dressed in a pink house dress, later I found out it was Chelsea the sub,
who greeted me with a hug and welcomed me in.

I dropped my bag of necessities in the hallway and followed her in, she led
me to what looked like an entertainment room where were we sat down.

'I am so glad to finally meet you' she said.  'Likewise' I answered,
looking around the room. Which by the way was standard with a TV, stereo
and furniture, although I noticed some bolts in the ceiling and on the
floor with no apparent use.

'How was your trip, I hope you are not too tired as Tammy is preparing us a
grand dinner' she said smiling and all cheers.

' The trip was ok, and I am eager to what ever is going to happen'

Now after saying that, it sure sounds dumb but what was I supposed to
say. From my background info about BDSM I thought Chelsea was somewhat like
a slave but here she is sitting and chatting with me as if we were just two
ladies at a social event.

While I was contemplating on my stupid comebacks, another lady Tammy as I
presumed appeared from a corner and declared that dinner is ready. Chelsea
and I followed her to the dining room where Chelsea introduced me to Tammy.

'Tammy meet Lauren, Lauren this is my love and mistress Tammy.' She said
and we sort of shook hands and hugged.

'I am glad you could come by and visit us Lauren' Tammy said as she
signalled me to take a seat.

Their table was set for three, with the chairs aligned next to each
other. I was aiming for the one on the right when Chelsea quickly sat in
it, then Tammy softly pushed me onto the one in the middle.

'Now we eat as much as we can then we move onto business.' Chelsea added as
she filled my plate with food and snickered childishly.

I had nothing to say, so I started digging into the delicious food prepared
by Tammy when I felt a hand sliding on my right thigh. I immediately looked
Chelsea in the eye and she cheerfully smiled at me, next, I felt Tammy's
hand on my left thigh. I got tense and dropped my fork; unfortunately it
fell under the table. Tammy quietly signalled Chelsea who dropped onto her
knees to fetch the fork.

'You've come all this way to get to know BDSM, but first you must be
tested' Tammy added in a superior tone.

'What! I only came here to learn that's all, if you have other intentions
then I am out of here,' I said angrily and started to get up from my
chair. However, my legs won't move, oh god they've tied my legs to the
chair. I sat down in awe,

'Ankles done!' Chelsea reappeared from underneath declaring her victory.

'Very good, now do her hands.' Tammy ordered while stepping out of her
chair.

With that the soft and cheerful Chelsea took each of my wrists and bound it
to the arms of the chair. Leaving me completely immobile, I started to
freak out again.  'Please let me go, I am not into this kind of things' I
sobbed tammy simply ignored me and left the room while Chelsea sat on her
chair watching as I tried to get out of my bondage.

'Then why did you come today, I am strongly positive it wasn't for a
story. You could have gotten the information from million other places than
risking your life by coming to some people you don't know' Chelsea retorted
strongly at me.

Well I have to admit that her words are hundred percent correct. In fact I
could've simply apologized for not writing the story, that's all.  I've had
to visit them in person, it isn't for the story I am here it is for me.

Meanwhile Tammy has returned, she and Chelsea picked me up along with the
chair and carried us back to the entertainment room. Then she opened a
drawer and brought out a pair of scissors. I didn't get the use of them
until she approached me and began cutting through my satin blouse. She was
humming away while working the poor thing into shreds and tossing them
away, then she moved to my slacks but this time she made sure that the cold
metal scissors touched my skin making me moan and grow goose bumps all over
my flesh.

Her work ceased when I was left in bra, panties and garters. Then she and
Chelsea fell onto a loveseat and started making out together, I was
watching them kissing with tongues lapping at their partner. Which got me
hot, wet and my face was heating up and probably blushing.

Their scene progressed and in no time Tammy removed Chelsea's dress and
left her naked to reveal her amazing tits and shaven pussy with the
wonderful tone body in between.

Next she ordered her to bring a set of toys, which Chelsea rushed to seek,
and came back in a few minutes with a vibrator, clit teaser and a
butterfly. She ordered her to spread her legs wide open and insert the
vibrator in her pussy. Chelsea happily obliged her mistress and started to
pleasure herself with the vibrator.

Tammy got off the love seat and headed towards me, then whispered in my ear
'How do you like things so far, would you rather be in Chelsea's position
right now. Pleasure yourself at your mistress's demand'

'No way, I don't need you or any other mistress to tell me how and when I
can pleasure myself.' I growled back at her, my anger rising by the second
from this treatment.

'Very well then, Chelsea is getting her reward then I will give you your
deserved punishment for your un-cooperation' she threatened me.

She sat on the loveseat again but this time she aimed the clit teaser on
Chelsea's clit and fired it away, Chelsea asked her permission to come
shortly after that. Which Tammy granted while looking me in the eye.

After Chelsea's orgasm subsided and she regained er composure, Tammy picked
up the scissors and attacked my remaining clothing. My bra went off first
then my panties were ripped off my body afterwards.




'Chelsea untie her off the chair then lead her to our playroom, be careful
she mustn't escape now.' Tammy ordered then disappeared out of our sight.

Chelsea began working on me first she frees my wrists but was fast with
re-binding then with some handcuffs, then she shackled my ankles and let
them loose from the chair.

'Get up now, we are going to play' she sad with the usual friendliness of
her attitude although now it wasn't totally appropriate.


'Chelsea what exactly play means' I asked trying to asses the situation.

'Now you are fooling little Chelsea, aren't you?' she answered picking on
what I asked of her. 'If I tell you, mistress won't be happy with her
Chelsea, so I can't.'

Somehow this exchange soothed me, I began to understand the kind of
relation Chelsea and Tammy had or in other words the relation every sub and
top should have. Complete trust and joy in pleasing one another. This
assured me that Tammy wouldn't hurt me badly, as she is not a psycho
sadistic freak who destroys its victims. I knew some degree of pain would
be involved but yet I wasn't alarmed that much.

End of part I