DARK Submission: A Bisexual Journey – Chapter 5 – Ashley’s DARK Lesbian Desires
Once back at her place, she asked, “Do you ever watch Internet porn, baby?”
“Isn’t that the only reason people go on the internet?” I answered without answering the question.
“Nice evasive answer,” Ashley noticed.
“Well, I watched a lot more before I met you,” I answered, which was true.
“How sweet,” Ashley smiled, before surprising me again. “I have subscriptions to a couple websites,” she admitted, opening her laptop.
“You do?” I asked, surprised that a woman would pay for Internet porn, it seemed like such a guy thing.
“Yep. After a long day at work I often need to unwind with a glass of wine, one of my toys and a little Internet porn,” she revealed.
“How many toys do you have?” I asked.
“More than a few less than a plethora,” she vaguely answered.
“Well that narrows it down completely,” I joked.
“I like to be an enigma,” she smiled, clicking onto a website.
“That you are,” I agreed, an enigma being the best word to describe her.
“Turn on the television,” she instructed.
“Sure,” I obeyed, reaching for the remote.
Once the screen was on, I realized that her computer was hooked up to her TV and the website she had up was all interracial lesbian porn.
“Wow,” I said, staring at the screen unable to formulate a complete thought.
“So this website has a variety of hot lesbian submission scenes,” Ashley explained, scrolling over a few brief pictures with summaries. “There is a student making her teacher her submissive play thing, that one is pretty hot I will download it for you, for the rare time you are home alone and need something to get you off.”
“Thanks,” I said, only vaguely knowing what I was saying thanks for. I was so overwhelmed by the different scenes of black and white girls, although these were all tasteful and appropriate pictures. I wasn’t surprised Ashley watched porn, I was surprised she paid for porn.
She continued, “Oh this one is hot too, a girl gets pulled over for speeding and ends up paying the fine with her face.”
I joked, “Cheaper than the ticket.”
“And a lot more fun,” Ashley volleyed back.
“Oh this one was crazy. Three prisoners overpower two guards and completely dominate them,” Ashley said, as if she was reviewing a book.
“That turns you on?” I asked, not imagining her being taken.
“Fuck yeah,” Ashley said, “just the thought of it has my cunt leaking. If we didn’t know her parents I would have followed that dyke right into the bathroom and fucked her senseless.”
“You would not,” I protested.
“In a heartbeat,” she countered. “Fantasy number two is me having sex with a black woman.”
“That one is a lot hotter than the first one,” I said, the thought of her in a sixty-nine with another girl, Rhianna of course popping into my head, was super hot.
“I don’t think so,” she shrugged, “they are both hot, just different.”
“Night and day different,” I added.
“I don’t know, more night and dusk,” she said, scrolling to another page of videos. “This one has the hottest black girl ever and she is even wearing stockings for you.”
I read the summary: Carol (the maid) is sick of the demeaning way her white boss treats her and decides to turn the tables on her, making the white boss the maid.
“Oh, oh, here it is,” she said, clicking on a chapter called Nursed to Sin. “Take a seat, baby, it’s time for a little bit of lesbian submission.”
I asked, “Are all the videos black women dominating white women?”
“Yep,” she replied matter-of-factly, sitting beside me and watching the scene start.
Another puzzle piece to the enigma that was Ashley. She was pretty aggressive with me in the bedroom, but would she be submissive to a woman? A black woman? Rhianna? Again, Ashley had my head spinning as I began watching porn for the third time in a week.
The scene started with a pretty blonde nurse, in her thirties I would guess, walking into a hospital room of a black teenager lying on the bed. “About fucking time,” the pretty black girl snapped.
“Excuse me,” the blonde nurse stammered, surprised by the patient’s rudeness.
“I have been waiting for twenty fucking minutes,” the black girl roared.
“Sorry, Ma’am,” the nurse responded, used to pacifying unhappy patients. “It is shift change and they must have missed you.”
“Ma’am, I like that,” the black girl smirked.
“What can I do for you?” The nurse asked her tone usually effective at calming most verbal storms.
“Massage my feet,” the young black girl replied.
“Pardon?” The nurse asked surprised by the request.
“Massage my fucking feet?” the black girl repeated.
“Sorry, Ma’am, we don’t do that,” the nurse replied, surprisingly keeping her cool.
“It wasn’t a fucking request,” the black teen patient snapped. “Now get your ass over here and massage my feet.”
The nurse seemed bewildered by the treatment, but decided it was better to appease the irate irrational patient before she caused an even bigger commotion. She walked to her and took the black girl’s right foot in her hands.
“Good girl,” the black teen complimented, the smile on her face implying she had nefarious intentions for the older, pretty nurse.
The nurse’s cheeks went red but she continued the servant like task.
I glanced at Ashley who was staring at the television completely intoxicated by the scene that was unfolding. Was it one of her fantasies to be seduced by a patient, a black patient?
I returned my gaze to the movie and noticed the nurse had changed feet.
Ashley flipped her stocking-clad feet onto my lap, and I instinctively took her foot in my hands and began massaging.
“Suck my toes,” the patient instructed the nurse.
“I really need to check on my other patients,” the nurse replied somewhat flustered by the request.
“Fine,” the patient replied, “but I expect you back here during your break. Is that understood?”
The question was in a tone that was clear it wasn’t a question but an expectation.
“I will try,” the nurse replied.
“If you don’t come and get your break time snack, I will come and find you and trust me you don’t want that,” the teen threatened.
“Yes, ma’am,” the nurse said.
“When is your break?” The teen asked.
“It’s at eleven,” The nurse answered.
“See, you then,” the teen stated.
“Yes, ma’am,” The nurse nodded in response, clearly desperate to get out of the room.
The nurse walked out and once the door was closed, she leaned herself against the wall her face flushed, her body reacting to the submissive task she had just done.
“Hot, hey?” Ashley asked, raising her other foot to my lips.
“It’s very interesting,” I answered which was the truth, my mind spinning with the unspoken implications of showing me this particular video.
“That’s a very politically correct response,” she smiled, bending her one leg so her foot landed right on my very stiff cock. “Interesting, very interesting,” she smiled as she turned her head back to the television and I took her nylon-clad toes in my mouth.
On screen, the white nurse was clearly rattled by her brief time with the blunt teenager. At her break, she walked to the door and paused.
“Get in here,” the voice came from inside the door.
The nurse paused a couple more seconds before pushing the door open and entering.
“My toes,” the teen instructed, as if two hours hadn’t transpired since their last conversation.
The nurse didn’t move closer to the patient as she explained, although her tone showed her weakness, “Ma’am, please, this is inappropriate.”
“Taking care of your patient’s needs is inappropriate?” The teen asked, innocently.
“Yes, no,” the flustered nurse replied, clearly overwhelmed and unaccustomed to the strong personality of the black teen.
“Come here,” the teen ordered.
The nurse tentatively moved towards the bed her nervousness obvious with each step.
The teen lifted up the blanket covering her to reveal she was naked and really stacked.
My eyes went big at just how perfect her body was and I hadn’t even gotten a good look at her ass.
The nurse stopped and stammered, “W-w-what are you doing?”
“Getting your snack ready,” the black girl responded, her hand going to her cunt.
“I-I-I-can’t,” the nurse stammered, even as she stared between the legs of the teen goddess, the girl’s completely shaved pussy staring back at her.
“You can and you will,” the teen responded, before adding, “Now get your ass over here and get to licking my cunt.”
“But….” The nurse began but was cut off.
“It is obvious you want to, your mouth is literally watering,” the black seductress assessed.
“No-I-….” The white nurse was cut off again, this time harshly.
“Get over here now and pleasure your black mistress,” the teen ordered.
The nurse, bewildered and scared to disobey the black patient, obeyed the order as she moved between the legs of the teenager.
“Good girl,” the teen said, her tone instantly softening.
The camera angle changed and it was a close up of the nurse just as she extended her tongue and leaned forward.
Glancing at Ashley, even as I continued massaging her foot with my hand as I pleasured her toes, when I noticed her right hand had moved to her pussy.
Ashley was transfixed by the happenings on screen, clearly drawn into the white-black submission. I was dying to ask her if she had ever been with a black woman, the thought of her being submissive hard to fathom.
Back onscreen, the older nurse was licking slowly, clearly unsure how to please another woman. The teen said, “Is this your first time eating cunt, my pet?”
The nurse’s already red cheeks turned a darker shade of red from the humiliation as she answered, softly, “Yes, Ma’am.”
“Don’t worry, they say practice makes perfect,” the black teen smiled as she reached for the back of the nurse’s head pulling it deeper into her pink perfection.
“Honey, come lick me,” Ashley moaned, her eyes never leaving the scene onscreen, as she opened her legs for me.
Although I was enjoying the nurse submission, I repositioned myself between her legs on the couch and went to work pleasing her. Ashley’s cunt was sopping wet already and her intoxicating scent swarmed over my senses.
Although I couldn’t see the movie, I could hear it, as the scene progressed, the black teen’s aggressive verbal domination steadily increasing.
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