Lotus Valley
Copyright© 2025 by Dylan Dekker
Chapter 6
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 6 - 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.
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“Best party we ever threw,” Lily says as her feet dangle off the side of the bar. “Don’t ya think, Minnie?”
“Hard to say.” Minerva tosses aside her coat and fans her face. “It’s been so long. I’ll say this much: Clean-up is easier.”
The guests have vanished, as has every trace of them. The remnants of the party that the men at Lotus Valley traditionally remove have disappeared on their own.
“Well, I think it was the cat’s meow. I danced so long and I got so many boys to please me. You know what they call it now?”
“Eating pussy?”
“Ain’t that weird? It’s not eating anything. Whatever, though. I had, like, eight different boys eat my pussy.”
Minerva offers Lily her hand. A century later, and she can still make sure Lily has her fun. Forever. “I told you my spell would work.”
She immediately regrets saying that. Lily’s face drops a little, but she takes Minerva’s hand and goes upstairs with her. “It wasn’t fair, you know,” she says when they reach the top. “You just deciding on your own. We shoulda at least flipped a coin or somethin’.” She sits on the floor in the hallway and folds her arms.
Minerva takes the spot next to her. “You might be right, Bug. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I should have listened to you and we should have made that decision together. But I’m the one who had to do the spell. I couldn’t picture myself saying the words that would condemn you to this.”
“That don’t make it right.”
“No, it doesn’t. But we’re here now. You can hate me but it’s too late to change anything.”