More Girls on Girls: More Erotic Stories Featuring Lesbian BDSM

By Matt Nicholson

"More Girls on Girls: More Erotic Stories featuring Lesbian BDSM" is the second anthology in the best-selling "Girls on Girls" series. It features nine stories filled with erotic girl-on-girl BDSM and hot sex. Written by some of the Internet's finest erotica authors, this sexy collection will fan the flames of desire for any fan of erotic, hard-core female bondage and punishment.

"Interview with Nasty Girl," by Matt Nicholson, tells the story of two women, a big-breasted groupie whose hobby is rock stars, and the singer known as "Nas-T-Girl." Her hobbies include big-breasted groupies, bondage and BDSM. When the two women’s hobbies collide, who comes out on top?

Cherry Lee, leads off with "Double Play," a story in which two women, one dark and Amazonian; the other petite, blonde and delicate; experience and treat each other to erotic torment, discipline and pleasure that will have their carnival audience—and themselves—clamoring for more.

Jon Hayworth pens "The Lash," a tale of two women with a traveling circus that awe the crowds with displays of axe and knife throwing and bullwhip skills that always seemed just a slip away from peril. But it’s after the crowds had gone that the lovers really work, and the lashes and blades become as erotic and dangerous as the sex.

"Working Women," by James Beckwith, turns a kidnapping-for-hire into an erotic contest of manipulation between a highly-skilled dominatrix and the attractive corporate professional she has been charged with kidnapping, with sex, bondage and torment all tools in that will decide both their fates forever.

In "Where There’s a Will," by Lee Ash, they start as roommates, eager to learn what life is all about, a relationship that takes them down forbidden paths of ecstasy and pain. When times turned hard, they decided to become Black Widows, and it isn’t long before a betrayal leads one to show the other the true meaning of erotic pleasure and the depths of pain.

"Sapphire’s Journey," a three-parter by D. Musgrave, introduces you to a stereotypical librarian, quiet and vanilla, who wants to experience the world of raw sex, pleasure and pain the women in the books all find. In a fit of daring, she goes to a tattoo parlor in search of a piercing. But the couple inside sees her for the pain slut she really is, which is when her journey to becoming "Sapphire" begins.

Finally, Norma Jean narrates "Her First Time," a story of a virgin submissive eager to learn how to please and willing to experience everything her new mistress has in store for her—even when “everything” takes her downs paths of pain—and pleasure—she never imagined possible.

(Editor's Note: This work contains graphic language and sometimes extreme sexual depictions of consensual female bondage and sadomasochism. It is intended for mature audiences only and is not suitable for persons under eighteen years of age.)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Darker Pleasures
• Release date: Mar 16, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301714117

Matt Nicholson

Matt Nicholson is a freelance writer and editor for Darker Pleasures Publications, which makes him lucky enough to have written or edited all, or parts of, every story Darker Pleasures has published.Matt is a fan of both hard breast-oriented BDSM as well as hard femdom CBT. His tales, and those of his co-authors, range from R-rated erotica to hard bondage and more extreme BDSM fantasy. Their stories are available individually or in a number of anthologies including the "Tales of Submission" series, the "Beat 'Em or Bite 'Em" series focusing on breasts and BDSM, and the "Bust 'Em or Bite 'Em" series focusing on ball busting and hard CBT.When asked about his work, he says, "My goal is to make your most daring dreams of tit torture or cock and ball torture come to life. I want you to want to be in my character’s shoes, no matter how far from safe and sane the scene might be. Depending on your kink, you might not dare some of it in real life, but the idea still makes your cock stir or your pussy wet. I want to make sure you can’t help but wonder. That’s why we have fiction, to get around real life sensibilities. You read it to live in a world of BDSM you can’t live outside of the covers of a book."So, if you dream of being on the receiving end of such things and think Matt may be onto something, sit back and spread your legs. If your fantasy is to take a pair of tits or balls to the cleaners, turn on your reading lamp and settle in. Oh, and hear would love to hear what you think at mattnicholsonwriter (at) gmail.com.

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More Girls on Girls:

More Erotic Stories featuring Lesbian BDSM

Edited by Matt Nicholson

More Girls on Girls: More Erotic Stories featuring Lesbian BDSM

Smashwords Edition - Published by Darker Pleasures

Copyright 2013 Darker Pleasures. All rights reserved.

Beta read by Susan Foulkes

Cover image by konradbak/123RF Stock Photos

This work contains graphic language and sexual depictions of sometimes extreme consensual and semi-consensual female bondage and sadomasochism. It is intended for mature audiences only and is not suitable for persons under eighteen years of age. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters places and incidents are products of the authors’ imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce or redistribute this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever. For information, address Darker Pleasures, webmaster at darkerpleasures.com.

Double Play by Cherry Lee

The Lash by Jon Hayworth

Working Women by James Beckwith

Interview with Nasty Girl by Matt Nicholson

Where There’s a Will by Lee Ash

Her First Time by Norma Jeanne

Sapphire’s Journey: The Beginning by D. Musgrave

Sapphire’s Journey: The Recovery by D. Musgrave

Sapphire’s Journey: The Shielding by D. Musgrave

Table of Contents

Introduction by Matt Nicholson

Double Play by Cherry Lee

The Lash by Jon Hayworth

Working Women by James Beckwith

Interview with Nasty Girl by Matt Nicholson

Where There’s a Will by Lee Ash

Her First Time by Norma Jeanne

Sapphire’s Journey: The Beginning by D. Musgrave

Sapphire’s Journey: The Recovery by D. Musgrave

Sapphire’s Journey: The Shielding by D. Musgrave

INTRODUCTION

By Matt Nicholson

Not quite a year and a half ago, we published our first anthology featuring our unique brand of girl on girl bondage and erotic sadomasochistic fun, Girls on Girls: Erotic Stories of Lesbian BDSM. It quickly became our best-selling book, which rather surprised me. I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised. After all, it makes sense that most men who enjoy male dominant BDSM short stories would feel as if they were getting twice the bang for their buck with women doing women. Logic, however, eluded me at the time.

If I’d bothered doing my homework, a simple Google search would have shown me hundreds of links discussing why men enjoy lesbian sex. A similar search about women results in just as many listings talking about straight women enjoying lesbian porn. Try them yourself if you like. In short, many men and women, both gay and straight, find it entertaining. So it seems girl on girl porn has an even bigger following than guy on girl porn—which explains the sales, and the decision to publish this second anthology.

This time around, More Girls on Girls: More Erotic Stories Featuring Lesbian BDSM spreads the wealth among seven authors, with yours truly being the only return engagement. In Interview with Nasty Girl, I tell the story of two women, a big-breasted groupie whose hobby is rock stars, and the singer known as Nas-T-Girl. Her hobbies include big-breasted groupies, bondage and BDSM. When the two women’s hobbies collide, who comes out on top?

One of our most popular authors, Cherry Lee, takes top billing with Double Play, a story in which two women, one dark and Amazonian; the other petite, blonde and delicate; experience and treat each other to erotic torment, discipline and pleasure that will have their carnival audience—and themselves—clamoring for more.

Along the same lines, Jon Hayworth pens The Lash, a tale of two women with a traveling circus that awe the crowds with displays of axe and knife throwing and bullwhip skills that always seemed just a slip away from peril. But it’s after the crowds had gone that the lovers really work, and the lashes and blades become as erotic and dangerous as the sex.

Working Women, by James Beckwith, turns a kidnapping-for-hire into an erotic contest of manipulation between a highly-skilled dominatrix and the attractive corporate professional she has been charged with kidnapping, with sex, bondage and torment all tools in that will decide both their fates forever.

In Where There’s a Will, by Lee Ash, they start as roommates, eager to learn what life is all about, a relationship that takes them down forbidden paths of ecstasy and pain. When times turned hard, they decided to become Black Widows, and it isn’t long before a betrayal leads one to show the other the true meaning of erotic pleasure and the depths of pain.

Sapphire’s Journey, a three-parter by D. Musgrave, introduces you to a stereotypical librarian, quiet and vanilla, who wants to experience the world of raw sex, pleasure and pain the women in the books all find. In a fit of daring, she goes to a tattoo parlor in search of a piercing. But the couple inside sees her for the pain slut she really is, which is when her journey to becoming Sapphire begins.

In the final story of the anthology, Norma Jean narrates Her First Time, a story of a virgin submissive eager to learn how to please and willing to experience everything her new mistress has in store for her—even when everything takes her downs paths of pain—and pleasure—she never imagined possible.

So, whether you’re male or female, straight or not, here’s to hoping these nine stories slake your thirst for erotic girl on girl BDSM as well as those in the first anthology did. This time, I’ll try not to be surprised at the reception.

Matt Nicholson—2013

DOUBLE PLAY

By Cherry Lee

Consider the breast, the showman said, cradling the dark woman’s tit in his hand and displaying it for the audience. "Like the opening of Dickens’ classic Tale of Two Cities, they can be a paradox of beauty. Large, round and succulent as melons…"

He turned to his left and showcased the blonde’s petite mounds. Or sharp and pointed as little cones. He twisted one little pink nipple and the girl flinched.

Dark and bounteous and swollen to perfection. He caressed the deep brown globe then pressed his finger deep into its spongy mass. When he pulled it out, the firm flesh sprang back.

Or pale, slight and beautiful in their delicacy. Again he couldn’t resist a wicked twist of the little blonde’s erect, rosy nipple. He had a special place in his heart for the small ones.

Either way, the showman addressed his audience. Things of beauty and a joy to torture. Tonight you will be treated to a double play. Lovely Tina and exotic Shanyse will perform for your entertainment. Whether you enjoy the exquisite milk-white breasts of a Swedish farm girl or the voluptuous curves of an African princess, you will be delighted by tonight’s display.

The showman stepped back, giving Tina the pre-arranged signal to start the show.

The girl was only four feet tall. Her hair was pale gold. It fell down her back in a straight, smooth sheet. Her face was perfectly oval with Dresden blue eyes and a pink rosebud mouth that just begged to be filled with cock. She looked fragile and sweet and very, very young, although she was a full twenty-three years old. Her tiny tits barely jiggled as she stepped forward. They were mostly nipple with just a teacupful of breast to back it up, and they tapered like snow cones.

Tina picked up the squeeze jar of honey from the supply table and walked over to her partner. Shanyse was so tall that the top of Tina’s head came to the center of the black woman’s breasts. Tina reached up and trickled a thin stream of honey all over the huge globes.

Shanyse twitched as the sticky, golden fluid drizzled slowly down her curved mounds and dripped off the dark buds of her nipples. She knelt and thrust her chest forward, inviting Tina to feast.

The showman swallowed hard as his favorite pet opened her sweet, bowed mouth and licked the viscous liquid from her playmate. Her little pink tongue darted out and caught the drops falling from Shanyse’s nipple. She lapped all over the supple curve of a tit that was half as big as her head. Tina moaned and whimpered, her eyes closed in ecstasy as she licked every inch of the huge cantaloupes. Her pleasure in licking the black girl’s tits was matched by Shanyse’s delight.

Shanyse grabbed hold of Tina’s head, plunging her fingers into the silky blond hair and guiding the smaller girl’s mouth to her nipple. She held her there, forcing Tina’s mouth to latch onto the mahogany bud.

Tina slipped her arms around the other woman’s waist, pressing her groin against the bigger woman’s thigh as she suckled at the big, dark tit. After a moment, she switched to the other breast, sucking so hard that her cheeks hollowed with the effort.

The showman’s cock grew even harder. He knew from experience how hard little Tina could suck. He’d had her take the edge off him just before the show, but it didn’t help. He was already aroused again, as he always was by the sight of the girls’ play.

Tina returned to lapping all over Shanyse’s tits, licking as if she couldn’t get enough of the brown, honeyed flesh. After catching a dark nipple between her teeth and stretching it until it popped free, she nestled her face between the massive globes. Shanyse pressed them to either side of the small woman’s face, burying her in tit.

Tina’s smoothly waxed mound hit Shanyse at mid-thigh and Shanyse’s neatly trimmed black bush rubbed against Tina’s soft belly. Both women ground their pussies against each other’s bodies and writhed and moaned like cats in heat.

The showman let them go for a time then snapped his fingers, signaling an end to this act before either girl could come. Tina instantly obeyed his command and stepped away from Shanyse, wiping at her honey-smeared face with one hand.

It was Shanyse’s turn to get something from the supply table. She smiled as she approached Tina and squirted hot massage oil all over her chest.

Tina looked down at her own breasts, watching with fascination as Shanyse’s brown hands covered them. She massaged the little tits vigorously, starting at the base and pulling out to the tip with her fingers. Shanyse did it again and again, pulling and pulling an entire breast in each hand until they were glistening with oil. Then she took just the nipples in her fingertips and drew them out as far as they could go with brisk pulls. Tina’s already conical nipples elongated farther, until they were pointed and shiny with oil.

But they weren’t long enough to please Shanyse. She crossed to the table again and came back with an instrument to help. It was a small metal tube with a hinge on one side. Digging her long, red fingernails into the very end of Tina’s slick nipple, Shanyse pulled it as far as she could from the other girl’s chest.

Tina flinched and whined in her throat, but she kept her position, allowing her mate to do as she liked. The showman had trained her well.

Shanyse had a hard time fitting the clamp around the white girl’s slippery, oiled nipple, but finally she got it in place and snapped it shut. Tina’s entire aureole was stuffed into the long cylinder. When Shanyse let go of the tip of her nipple, it couldn’t retreat into the tube and so it was exposed—a little ripe raspberry at the end of the harsh clamp.

Shanyse took a second device and quickly clamped Tina’s other nipple, then stood back to admire her work. Two white curves disappeared into two tubes hardly larger than a lipstick, and from the end of each protruded a sweet red bud. A showgirl at heart, Shanyse made a big production out of dipping her head and sticking her tongue way out of her mouth to lick Tina’s nipples.

Mm, baby, you taste so good, she crooned. And I love the way you look like that. The larger woman dropped to her knees and began to nuzzle Tina’s hairless pussy, again with big sweeps of her extended tongue so the audience could see everything.

Sweat broke out on Tina’s forehead from the combination of pain in her tits and pleasure in her cunt. She held Shanyse’s head between her hands, keeping her at her clit, and moaned her appreciation.

The showman stuck his hand in his pants and rubbed his cock. It was too hard and throbbing to ignore. This part of the show was the best. There was nothing he liked better than to see Tina’s tits pulled out by the tube clamps, and watching Shanyse bring her off was so erotic. As Tina moaned and thrust herself against Shaynse’s mouth, he brought himself to the edge of orgasm with his own hand, but stopped before he came.

Enough! Pull back, he ordered Shanyse just as he judged Tina was about to come. He so enjoyed controlling the girls and having them instantly obey his commands.

Shanyse stopped in mid-lick, shuffling backward on her knees to her spot.

Tina cried out with disappointment and thrust her hips forward into the empty air several times. Her pink, swollen pussy, dripping with juices, was a beautiful sight. He watched it for another second then turned to address his audience again.

Now you’ve met the two girls, paragons of beauty each. Like day and night, they represent two extremes of feminine magnificence. Now you will get to see them displayed in several attractive ways and ultimately pitted against each other in a duel the likes of which you will never forget.

He snapped his fingers, and the women went to their respective crosses, humbly waiting to be attached. The showman quickly attached manacles to each girl’s wrists and feet, fastening them to two wooden, X-shaped crosses. He released Tina’s tits from the lengthening clamps and watched the pained red breasts resume their normal conical shape. He noticed that her nipples stayed extra elongated and wondered if he should have Tina wear the device for a while each day until, like bonsai trees, her nipples kept the distorted shape. He would certainly love that look on her—long, long nipples with little sparkling jewels on the end of each.

Tina sucked in a breath of relief at her freed tits, and the showman decided to give her a break and work Shanyse for a while.

He walked across to the black Amazon. Her breasts were already rising and falling in anticipation of what he would do to them. He chose a flail from the table and snapped it back and forth in front of her, reminding her of how it would feel cutting into her flesh.

Shanyse, a baby about pain, began to whimper. The showman smiled and flicked her tits lightly. It was barely a glancing blow, but Shanyse twisted against her restraints and cried out. Her breasts bobbed merrily.

The showman whipped them again. Sharp red marks streaked her dark flesh. He wielded the flail back and forth, five times in quick succession, not leaving Shanyse time to recover from each blow.

She screamed and cried by the fifth cut. Her head fell back and her mouth opened wide. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she begged him to stop.

The cuts on her tits were shallow and barely bloody. To punish her for her weakness, the showman drizzled rubbing alcohol over her melons and smeared it around so it burned in each whip stripe.

Shanyse howled and squirmed. She never could take as much pain as Tina could.

He was annoyed with her for her theatrics and decided to teach her a lesson. The showman took a taser, set it on the lowest charge and applied a delicate fillip of electricity to the end of Shanyse’s plump nipple. She jerked and her breast jiggled up and down.

If the woman had howled before, this time her scream was enough to split eardrums. The showman moved to the other tit and zapped it too, eliciting another jerk and another jiggle. He knew his business and how much voltage a woman could take without it causing severe damage. The little bite he’d given her was hardly more than a pinch with a clamp, but Shanyse had a dread fear of electricity. That’s what made it the best torture for her.

He left her whining and weeping, sagging in her restraints, and crossed the stage to Tina.

She gazed at him with her cool blue eyes, challenging him to do his worst. The showman knew all his girls’ worst fears and he presented Tina with a handful of needles. Her face went pale and her lips thinned to a tight line.

The needles were fresh from their wrapping and antiseptic, but for added drama, he lit a candle in order to heat each shaft of metal before stabbing it through her.

The showman held up his first two-inch long needle right in front of Tina’s gaze, allowing her time to savor the intended pain. He held it in the center of the flame until the heat reached his fingertips then quickly pulled her nipple out from her breast and jabbed the needle through it as hard as he could. It took some skill and a hard push to be able to drive a sharp, pointed object through a thick, fleshy nipple, but he’d had a lot of practice and found the best needle and best method to