1. Isami x Maiko


    Date: 3/2/2020, Categories: Lesbian Author: onelucasward, Source: LushStories

    The straps and buckles of the leather outfit coiled tightly around the curves of her body. No matter how Maiko sat, no matter how much she fidgeted she could not feel anything but restricted and confined in the ridiculous outfit Isami had made her wear. As the car sat stationary at the lights and she gazed out the window she was grateful for the long coat she wore, no one could see what she had on underneath. She felt her jaw clench and she ground her teeth. As far as she was concerned what she wore underneath was nothing. No, this outfit was worse than nothing. What exactly did Isami have planned this evening? Every weekend Isami had come up with some new plan, some new challenge. Maiko thought Isami was determined to break her, to find something so far out of her comfort zone that she would finally snap, say it was all too much. She would never give though – never - she would prove exactly what she was made of. Although she had made up her mind that she would do whatever she was told she could not stop sweating slightly in trepidation. “Stop grinding your teeth. I can hear you doing it,” Isami said to her from the driver’s seat. Isami had told her off for this so many times that she could not bring much anger to her voice but Maiko stopped straight away regardless. There was no chance Maiko was not going to do what she was told. Maiko had barely offered any resistance when Isami had bound her long hair up into two bunches. She said nothing about how childish and silly it ...
    ... looked, she supposed that was the point. She would endure the hair just like she endured the lipstick and the eyeshadow and insanely high-heels she had been told to put on as well. It was all part of the test, all part of the plan and she would obey. Anything Isami asked of her Maiko would obey. Maiko looked over at Isami out of the corner of her eye. She hated when she was caught looking. The street lights flashed through the car windows, intermittently lighting Isami’s face in splashes of lurid yellow. Isami’s eyes looking steadily ahead, a look of alertness and anticipation just barely recognizable on her face. Maiko looked at that face full of confidence and was once again filled with conviction. Yes, she would obey her, she would follow her to the very gates of hell if she had to. “We’re here,” Isami said as the car pulled into an almost vacant parking lot. “Let’s go, I have some people who want to meet you.” Maiko just looked at her unflinching. Who could Isami have planned to meet? They were at the edge of the industrial district, in the middle of nowhere. They got out of the car and Maiko looked up to see the front of a low building, dim light coming from the boarded windows. A sign over the door had once said, “Jack’s” but the letters were long gone and only dirty imprints remained. “Let’s have some fun shall we? I love this place.” Isami’s boots crunched across the gravel and tarmac to the front door and gave it a hard shove. The distorted music came wailing through ...
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