Lotus Valley
Copyright© 2025 by Dylan Dekker
Chapter 1
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Lotus Valley, once the site of an experimental matriarchal commune, hides secrets of forbidden desires and power. When four college friends arrive for a birthday getaway, they awaken spectral echoes of wild, gender-reversed parties—where women rule and men submit. The group gradually succumbs to the hidden energies of female empowerment, and find unspoken urges inside them awakening. A romantic and sultry tale of femdom and male obedience.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Mult Consensual Mind Control Gay Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction High Fantasy Historical Horror Mystery Paranormal Ghost Magic Sharing BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Light Bond Rough Spanking Group Sex Orgy Black Female Oral Sex Pegging Safe Sex
The chirp of a bird on the balcony has Alex stirring and stretching. He gives a loud, satisfied yawn that also gradually awakens Charlotte. Her eyes are still closed when he moves close to spoon her.
“Morning,” he says.
She smiles and sighs contentedly as she pushes her body against his. “Happy birthday.”
“Thanks. So, yesterday. Wow.” He strokes her hair.
“Are you talking about the sex or the other stuff?” Though she’s still not fully awake, she surprises herself with the casual way she describes yesterday. She wouldn’t have imagined herself referring to ghosts - and ones who want to watch her have sex with her boyfriend - as “the other stuff.” Yet here she is, sleeping soundly in the presence of the paranormal. She’s not afraid of them now. Not after speaking to them. And it’s not as though they said anything especially comforting. But, like Mel had said, she knows she’s safe.
“Both. I can’t believe we’re actually on the verge of an answer. And nobody knows but you and me.”
“And Mel. And maybe Toby.”
“All right, two other people. But that’s it. Out of the whole world, all the people who investigated it, the police, the history community, everyone, nobody knows. But we know the truth.” He sits up a little. The thick fog of history is fading before his eyes, like it never has. “Shame that nobody would believe us if we told them. But what of it? It’s our thing.”
She rolls over to face him. Goodness, that huge smile. “You’re so cute. What do you want for breakfast, birthday boy?”
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