Life in Topic 3: a New Era
Copyright© 2026 by A.G. Vasilyev
Chapter 8
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 8 - A new generation enters the scene. Ivan’s daughters and their friends explore the world of BDSM.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual
The following Thursday afternoon, Dasha called Natasha and suggested meeting that evening. The sisters rented a private booth at a Moscow restaurant. As soon as the waiter brought their order and left, Dasha started talking.
- Natasha, I have a great idea.
- I’m listening.
- I suggest that we become professional dominatrixes and open a basement like dad’s at home.
- Wow! - Natasha’s eyes lit up. - What a great idea!
- I’m glad you liked it. But mind you! We’re opening it ourselves. We’re not asking Dad for help.
- Agree.
- I’ve already found a place. We’ll go look at it tomorrow.
“Wow, you’re so fast,” Natalya said with a smile.
“Yes, I am,” Dasha laughed.
Within a week, the girls had purchased a space in the basement of a building and began renovating it and purchasing equipment. A couple of months later, their BDSM studio was ready to welcome clients. Before the opening, the sisters invited Vanya, Lyuda, Katya, Tanya, and Ira. The guests were delighted. The studio was as fully equipped as Vanya’s basement.
Dasha was dressed in a gothic style. She wore a long black dress and black ankle boots. Her shoulder-length black hair and dark brown hairspray completed the look. Natasha was dressed like a Turgenev girl. She wore a long sundress and elegant low-heeled shoes. Her hair was braided to her shoulder blades, and her nails were painted pink.
Ivan called his daughters aside, hugged them, kissed them, and said, “My girls! I’m so proud of you! You’re the best!”
Then Vanya took Dasha’s hand and said, “Dashenka. My sweet designer. My goth. I love you very much and am proud of your success.”
“Thank you, Dad,” Dasha replied and hugged her father. “I love you very much too.”
Then Ivan took Natasha’s hand and said, “My dear Natasha. My right hand. Someday you will take over the company and lead it to success. I love you very much.”
“Thank you, daddy,” Natasha said and hugged Vanya.
Ivan recalled how many years ago he’d varnished his daughters’ hands and feet: dark on Dasha’s nails and light on Natasha’s. But now, standing before him weren’t two little girls, but stern Mistresses Dasha and Natasha.
The sisters’ BDSM studio quickly became popular among thematic groups. People came from all over Russia and even abroad to attend sessions with the gothic mistress Dasha and the authentic Russian mistress Natasha. It often happened that a man would buy clothes in Dasha’s boutique during the day or sign a contract with Natasha, and then offer up his ass for a spanking in the evening.
Their sessions were scheduled weeks in advance. Particularly popular were the so-called double sessions, where both mistresses performed together. In such cases, they usually spanked the client from both sides. Despite her pretty appearance, Natasha spanked much more harshly and forcefully than Dasha, with her dark, gothic image.