I Am A Queen, Not A Princess!
Part 1 or 7: Teacher
There exists a secret place of dominance and submission for sapphic women called The Isle of Lesbia.
Its hidden shores are timeless; it existed during the time of The Mighty Sapphic Greek Women Of Old and of The Amazons and continues on until this day.
An ancient noble race, ruled by many Queens for it has many provinces.
These Queens are called The Pride of Lesbia because they have proven themselves her greatest lionesses by their prowess in the art of sexfighting.
But there is one and only one High Queen of Lesbia.
Only she sits on The High Throne.
All other’s bow to her and bend the knee, acknowledging her as its supreme ruler whom they must always obey without question.
My family is one of the very oldest in The Isle of Lesbia, dating back to its foundation in the ancient world.
I was therefore a woman of great royal bloodline and noble birth.
Born and raised to rule as a Princess, but just as every princess desires to become a queen, so to did I.
But my ambitions were even higher.
My journey began when I was only a student of martial arts at Mistress Kimiko’s dojo. A woman from Japan in possession of considerable skill and might. I began to study Jujitsu and Karate when I was 18 years of age under Sensei Kimiko..
It was quietly rumored among her advanced students, that when sexfighting she could control her chi, or life force, and direct it into or draw it from her opponents as if by magic. Only her advanced students, and among them only the elite who attained some measure of her sexfighting skills knew this for certain.
Until the day that I….
Princess Rebecca..
was found worthy to become her greatest creation and her protegee.
Therefore I was groomed for the throne in a way unlike any who have ever come before me, by this magical lady from distant Eastern shores.
This part of my story tells of the beginning of my journey and how I was chosen to be this great lady’s pupil in the secret arts of The Lesbian Geishas and all the sensual sexfighting arts of women loving women.
But in the beginning it was not so for me…
To see High Queen Magdalene fight in all her glory was to be aroused sexually and it would make your blood boil with desire for a match with her.
She was ruthless.
A match where you could satiate your intense desire to sexually beat her down, take her crown, and be the new High Queen of Lesbia.
She was just one of those women you love to hate.
So she had many many challenges over her long career, many from far away places, and they all ended the same way. With her challenger shamed by proclaiming:
“You are my Queen and The High Queen of Lesbia… You are the Better Woman and I am your slave”.
I had watched her all my life. When I was small I admired her for being the greatest of champions in our whole realm.
As I became a woman all my admiration for her turned into something more. I didn’t realize it for a long time. I just knew when I saw her fight I got a strange feeling in my loins.
Eventually after a few years of this I started watching her recorded victories alone and touching myself.
And what better starting point to begin my tale?
One day at the dojo after jiu jitsu practice, I was alone in my Sensie’s office, who had told me to study Queen Magdalene’s physical martial skills.
As I watched a match, I got caught by Sensei just as I was about to cum during one of her victories.
I was so ashamed.
“Is that what you want?!!” Sensei chided
“You know I told you to concentrate on her martial art skills not on her sexuality, that is not what you were signed up for!!!”.
I blushed red and hung my head down. I never wanted to displease or disappoint Sensei Kimiko.
“I ASKED YOU IS THAT WHAT YOU REALLY WANT?? TO TRY TO SEXUALLY DOMINATE STRONG WOMEN?
” She yelled loudly at me, forcing an answer from me.
Suddenly when she said “sexually dominate strong women” my inner thigh muscles clenched tightly and my whole body tensed, it was all I could do just to hold back the orgasm which had been building and building while I was watching Magdalene sensually destroy another Queen in The Royal Bed.
“YES! YES! YES! THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I WANTt!!!” I screamed
“I WANT TO BEAT THAT FUCKING HIGH QUEEN!!!!”
I was breathing hard from all the excitement and waiting to hear what my punishment for such an outburst would be. Would she turn me out of her school because I lacked self control not only for touching myself in her office but also for my outburst?
My Mistress’s voice had changed and her words were nothing like I had expected…
“Then stand up and let me look at you” she commanded and I complied.
“Now strip to your bra and panties”
Embarrassed, I did so.
My Mistress looked me up and down, she made me turn around and around. She made me bend over and touch my toes as she eyed and evaluated me.
Whenever I could catch a glance at her, I eagerly watched her face in hopes I would meet her approval and be told I was good enough physically to do what I had wanted to since becoming a young woman.
From the gleam in her eyes I realized she had found out something new about me, something she was very pleased with and had never considered before.
Then she made me raise my arms above my head, my large breasts rose up high and proudly.
She ran her hands up under my sports bra and found my thick young erect nipples.
The moment I felt her touch them a fire awoke in each one. Without realizing it my arms came down and encircled her neck and we embraced in a sensual kiss that made me dizzy.
Then she stepped back a pace and took one more look at me and smiled.
“If you want to rule The High Queen you will need the very best teacher…” she said
“One who has studied the Geisha Art of women loving women.”
Then she gave me a knowing smile and said “I will teach you..”
“Now it’s time for lesson one my little one..”
She pulled my sports bra over my head, releasing my large tits and led me to her couch. It felt good to be out of that thing and have my breasts free again. I was told to lay down and spread my legs and I did so.
I wondered how I suddenly found myself on my back with only my panties on and my legs open wide.
Then she mounted me and even through our panties I felt the raw power of her clit and vagina.
I had tribbed with girlfriends many times before, and I was always the dominant female but I had never felt anyone even close to being as powerful and sensual as this woman. .
Her magnificent body, the supreme look of confidence she had in her exotic asian eyes, her regal bearing, her vast experience in what I wished to learn, all left me awestruck.
I felt I was entwined with a goddess of limitless power and sensuality.
Now here I was, with one even more powerful than High Queen Magdalene!
One who had different skills, greater sexual knowledge and sensuality than that unworthy whorish woman who sat on our highest throne.
Mistress Kimiko, for my Mistress now she was, began to teach me how to move. It was like a dance and it was like a fight. I learned to jab, to parry, when to thrust, when and how to rub with my tight young pussy..
As we had our first pussy duel I learned what was advantageous and what was a mistake. At first it seemed unnatural, almost painful but as I learned my lessons my body responded to hers and soon we were in sync.
We continued our first duel for a long time.
Sometimes I was just holding on, hardly able to catch my breath or hold back my orgasm. At times I almost thought she was experiencing the same thing but I knew that was an impossible goal which would take me years and years to achieve.
Then suddenly I realized I was now in a match with a woman of infinite experience and power and for the first time I felt a strong urge to compete with her.
Soon I was matching her move for move, because I felt I had to, or be shamed after only one effort and be sent home for good.
Our panties were soaked now but to be honest I could not have lasted very long if our panties had been removed. After a long while I noticed that my teacher’s face had become very flushed, I began to rock my hips faster and she met my pace… faster.. faster… faster….
Then suddenly my Mistress gave out a long low guttural moan….
With one hand she grabbed one of her large heavy breasts and squeezed it, very hard. With her other hand she grabbed my leg and pulled it to her breast tightly,
I could feel her body quivering on the soft inner thigh of my shapely young leg as she hugged it to her large soft breasts. .
Then her whole body tensed then shuddered.
She had a spectacular orgasm delivered by my stronger pussy!!!!!
She seemed as shocked about it as I was...
I had just a moment to be supremely pleased with myself when suddenly she reached down to where I lay and snatched my panties right off of me. She began to eat my vagina with great skill.
Lesbian Geisha skill...
My Mistress and teacher made me cum over and over and over with a ferocity I had never experienced before.
As I lay there panting, my body drained of all the dominance I had suddenly felt when she had cum for me, she explained right then and there that it was not just about the body, It was also about the skill, and the mind if you desire to sexfight a queen for glory and honor.
I weakly nodded my head that I understood as she draped her lush body over mine and kissed me gently.
“This was the first lesson, little one.
Only the first of many many more to come.
You are powerful.
You are physically gifted like no other young woman I have ever trained. But you also need many royal skills of sensuality and sexfighting if you one day truly wish to rule your homeland.
The skills that only I have, and I will give to you and you alone. You are now my protegee and all my skill and knowledge will pass to you.
When it is time, you will pass these skills down to your own successor.
So it has been for many generations.
Yes I will teach you and give you all my skills, holding nothing back.
If you can endure it all, and not give up or drop out, one day you will indeed be ready to fight and challenge she who now sits on The High Throne of Lesbia.”
I looked deep into her most beautiful dark eyes, eyes like no one else in Lesbia has. So very exotic and full of wisdom and sensuality, then once again I put my arms around her neck,
I raised my chest and rubbed my 36D cups on hers and realized now I not only admired her, I was hopelessly under her spell and in love with her.
Though my body might indeed be more powerful she was still my mentor and Mistress.
She would teach me, she would train me, then one day she would set me free to fight for myself as a royal free woman and Princess.
But not until I was ready.
Not until then.
But as for now…
I hoped this moment and our embrace would never end.
End Part 1
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