1. My journey into submission (ch 1-2)


    Date: 7/11/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: LittleMegan, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    My journey into submission (ch 1-2) The following is an account of real things that happened to me. There is nothing particularly sexual about the events of this story, the purpose of this is to express how I felt about them in order for myself to better understand my feelings and find anyone with similar experiences and thoughts. Everything in this story happened after the age of consent for everyone involved. A final warning, this is not a romantic story of any kind and I’m sure some will find it and me a bit weird so please only read if you have an open mind. Chapter 1 My story begins a couple of months into sixth form while on my walk home. I took a rather scenic route along the coast beside a quiet road with the beach on the right and a small forest on the left. This day however didn’t do the location justice, it was a typical English day, grey and drizzly, the horizon obscured by fog and the roads covered in water. I live in a fairly remote area but despite this a pair of girls shared most of my journey. I had seen them around school and was pretty sure they were in my year but had never actually had reason or chance to talk to them before despite taking the same route home as them for the past two months. They happened to be walking right behind me that day which already made my introvert, awkward self a little nervous. In an effort to respect their privacy I was blocking out their conversation and trying to walk faster to create some space between us. Unfortunately ...
    they kept up with me which at the time I assumed was a sub conscious thing on their part. I therefor slowed down, hoping they would overtake me so I could go back to focusing on my own thoughts. This also failed so I began planning an alternate route for the last 10 or so minutes of my journey. While in the process of choosing my exit plan I felt a cold splash of water against my back. The water quickly soaked through both coat and shirt leaving several cold damp spots on my back. I jumped at the initial splash just as I heard the girls start giggling. At first I assumed a car had drove by a puddle but a quick recollection of my memory told me none had passed recently. I quickly concluded the girls must have done it, hopefully by accident. I tried to think of how I was going to confront them but took too long before it became it became too awkward to now acknowledge it. I instead hoped they would just back off as I increased my pace to get home as quick as possible. Having never been the subject of real confrontation before I could already feel a lump in my throat as I clutched my coat around me trying to ignore the cold patches on my back. Again I felt water splash over me, this time over my ankles and legs muddying my jeans. The giggling spiked again as I kept up my not very convincing illusion of not noticing. I sneaked a quick look behind me and was shocked by how close they were. A few seconds later the heel of my shoe was trapped against the ground causing me to lose it. ...
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