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An Unexpected Encounter 20

An Unexpected Encounter 20

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It was a small group of eleven seated in a circular fashion at the far end of the rooftop garden cafe. Vinay even joined in the conversations from time to time as his anxiety slowly left him. It was the first time he had decided to venture out of his comfort zone to attend a munch. It had been an anxious two weeks for him ever since he had agreed to attend. It was his first time meeting a group of people in public even though he started his BDSM journey at the tender age of 19. 12 years, one marriage and a kid later, agreeing to meet up with a bunch of other kinksters in itself seemed like a risky affair but he wanted to do it. At least once.

"Here she is, the final member of our little meetup," Deepak exclaimed as he stood up. Vinay turned around since the entrance to the cafe was directly behind him. He had been one of the earliest to come to the venue and he had chosen this particular spot for a reason. He didn't want anyone who came in to see who he was. It provided a little bit of privacy that soothed his anxiety a bit.

The moment he turned around though, all the color left his face and the anxiety which was leaving him came back with 10 x intensity. He knew there was a risk of running into someone he might know in his personal life but he didn't expect to see her.

Aparna sauntered towards the group, waving to Deepak with a calm smile on her face. Her yellow sundress clung to her body until her hips, leaving no one any doubts about the shape of her body. The skirt flared past her hips and fell just past the middle of her thighs. The light breeze tantalizingly blew her skirt up, exposing more of her long, smooth legs. The 4" black pointed heels she wore completed her look. The eyes of most men and women in the cafe were on her, admiring and being jealous of her. She paid no heed to any of those looking. She limited her view to the table at the far end. If she saw and recognized Vinay, she didn't show it at all. She made her way and sat opposite Vinay.

Vinay's hands clenched and his nails dug into his palms. Aparna looked at him and all around him and did nothing to indicate to the rest that they both knew each other. She started greeting all the others as the entire group turned their attention to the newcomer. Vinay, in all his wildest dreams, never expected to meet his subordinate in his first munch.

"Hey everyone, I'm Aparna. I'm originally from Bangalore but I recently started working here in Chennai. I've only been here for 6 months and it took me a bit to settle down. That's why I decided to dip my toes into the local kink scene. I've been into kink and the femdom lifestyle since I was 18. So, that's a short intro about me," she finished with a radiant smile.

The short introduction contained some information he already knew and some he didn't know. He remembered the day he had interviewed her for his team. She was dressed impeccably in a smart business suit and had easily passed all rounds of the interview with ease. She was the same efficient and smart girl at work too for the past six months. He would have never guessed she would have been into femdom if not for this chance meeting.

The conversation around the table slowly picked up pace as the effect of the new entrant waned off. The group picked off from where Aparna stopped and everyone started to reminisce about their first foray into the kink world.

"I didn't know about kink until two months ago," said a young guy who was seated at the far end of the table from Vinay. "I mean, I've always been in the driver's seat when it comes to sex but I didn't know there was such a big scene behind this. It's all quite new to me and I'm still learning a lot of nuances about this."

"Yes, it can be quite daunting at first," added Aparna. "My ex was the one who introduced me to this when I was in college. He was quite into ballbusting and that's what I started with. It was quite the shock to me when he said he liked being hit in the nuts. I always assumed men were very protective about their balls because they were so sensitive. I started slowly but he encouraged me to go harder and harder. Some of the best sex I had with him was after I smacked his balls so hard until he was squealing on the floor. " She laughed at that and so did the entire group or at least those of who were not involved in their own private conversations.

Vinay's heart skipped a beat as he heard her recount her earliest experiences. He was quite into ballbusting as well and knowing she was into it made him rock hard. He had never seen her in a sexual manner before this. But now, he couldn't see her in any other way. He was sure there was no way he would be forgetting this day. He knew it would be close to impossible to see her any other way back at work tomorrow but he was already in. And she didn't seem to mind it either. So, he swallowed his anxiety and joined in.

"I've always been into feet. A woman's feet was my kryptonite from quite early on. Heels, especially, were always so hot. Anyone wearing skirts or dresses that showed off their beautiful legs and had heels on excited me so much that my mind went into overdrive. I Started worshiping feet first before it eventually evolved to being kicked by the ones wearing them," finished Vinay. He blushed a bit at the end, remembering the exact way Aparna was dressed. She was dressed in a way that ticked all the boxes for him. The sly smile she sported on her face let him know that she had arrived at the same conclusion too.

The conversations branched off from each reply, smoothly transitioning from feet fetishism to nylons to cross dressing to forced-bi and Vinay noticed that whatever the topic maybe, Aparna had a story to tell about it. Either she must have been very busy during her college days tormenting men or she was just making up stories. From having seen her work for the past six months, he thought it wasn't like her to lie so blatantly. But, for the past six months, he hadn't thought she would be the kind of girl who enjoys watching men whimper in pain and beg for mercy, and yet here she was, telling the exact story.

"You know, a man could say he is submissive easily but there's always a bit of a male ego in him," added Aparna to a conversation with her neighbors. Vinay's ears perked up, as they were doing all evening whenever she started speaking. "The only way to rid a guy off his ego is by controlling his orgasms. Take away his choice of cumming at will, and watch him get desperate with each passing day. He will beg you to torment him just to get the sweet release and that's when you know you have him broken."

"And the moment he orgasms, he's back to square one though," said Vinay.

"That's why I don't let my subs cum at all. And if they do cum, it's only ruined orgasms or from my strapon," she replied back with a smile that sent chills down Vinay's back. With each passing sentence, she was showing him how she was the dream domme he had been yearning for. As fate would have it, she was the girl who could ruin his work and home life in an instant.

Time sped by and soon members started to say their goodbyes citing personal commitments. Pretty soon, there were only a handful left, including Vnay, Aparna, and Deepak. The group decided to call it a day and break. This was the moment Vinay had been thinking about. Should he go and talk to Aparna? Would it be weird if he did? Of course it would be weird. He was her manager at work and he was married as well. It was weird on all counts.

Before he could battle the doubts in his mind, Aparna made her way towards him. Vinay clenched his hands again as his anxiety returned with every step she took towards him.

"Would you mind dropping me off at home, Vinay?," she asked, smiling. There was no one nearby and this was the first time she had acknowledged knowing him. She added nothing else. It was a simple request. She didn't speak anymore and Vinay just numbly nodded.

"That's awesome," she replied and the manager and subordinate couple started to walk towards the parking lot in silence. They waited in silence for the lift to arrive when she finally turned towards him. "Listen, I didn't expect to see anyone who shared most of my kinks. The fact that I found someone like that is a miracle in itself. The fact that you are my manager reduces the probability to near zero but it has happened."

The lift opened with a loud ding and the two parted ways to let the people inside get out. Once they were all out, Vinay and Aparna got into the lift. They were the only occupants of the lift and Vinay's eyes moved down of their own accord to catch a glimpse of Aparna's long legs hidden by the skimpy dress.

"Eyes up," she snapped seeing his wandering eyes. Vinay blushed and mumbled an apology which she waved off. "Anyways, as I was saying, I wouldn't have thought an evening like this was possible but it has. If all the things you said out there are true, I think you would be the perfect sub for me. But, all the things I said are true too. I'm mean, demanding, and can be a total bitch."

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Vinay's eyes mirrored his confusion. Was this really happening? He couldn't deny the allure of something like this happening but if things went south, this particular relationship had the power to destroy him entirely.

"But, I know you are married and there are a lot of complications. So, I'll give you two options. If you want nothing to do with this side of me, drop me off at home and go your way. We will not speak of this incident again. But if you want to be my submissive, as soon as I get in your car, kiss my feet and heels so badly that you can't take your eyes off."

The lift stopped at the second basement where Vinay had parked his car. Vinay led the way towards his car, his mind reeling faster than the speed of light. Aparna was right. It was complicated and could get messy. But then, this is what he had always been dreaming of since he really got into femdom. A cruel domme who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to take it. They were getting closer to his car and he still didn't have a decision.

Aparna had the air of someone who was unfazed by the mental turmoil her manager was in. But in reality, she was very excited as well and was hoping Vinay would agree to be her sub. When she first moved to Chennai, she was disappointed with the kink scene in place. After today, she didn't care how it looked because she had found the perfect sub for her. Ever since she walked in and saw Vinay, she had been giddy. Listening to more and more stories of his past exploits awakened something feral in her and she wanted him.

The fact that they had compatible kinks was an added bonus. It all rested on the decision Vinay would take and she was hoping he'd kiss her feet and become his.

A few feet away from the car, he made his decision. He quickened his steps while simultaneously looking around him to see if there was anyone else. He spotted a group of four friends a few cars down the other side, which should be an issue. He opened the door and motioned Aparna to get in. As soon as she was in and settled, Vinay got down on his knees by the side of the car. The open door provided more than enough cover to keep this moment private from the group nearby.

His cock was fully hard, twitching and leaking precum as he looked up at Aparna from his position on the floor of the parking lot. With a nervous smile, he leaned forwards and down, zeroing in on her feet. He had his first clear look at her perfectly smooth legs and he couldn't believe his luck. Inches away from her heels, he started kissing the tip of her heels.

Aparna's heart fluttered when he opened the door and got on his knees. When he got down on his knees, she had a bright smile on her face, showing him what path she wanted him to choose. It felt surreal to have her manager down on his knees and kiss her feet but this was just the beginning. Her mind was whirring with ideas on how far she could take this and her pussy reacted to the ideas she was having in mind.

She nodded to him with a smile, showing him she approved his choice. He locked the door and scampered to the driver's side and got into his car. She keyed in the location of her house in the car's navigation system and pushed the seat back. The short dress she wore looked even shorter now that she was leaning back comfortably on the seat.

Vinay couldn't help but notice how high her skirt was riding. He had a hard time looking at the road and driving when his gorgeous subordinate was sitting beside him, exposing her long legs right after he had bent down and kissed her heels in quite a public place. His cock was rock hard now and straining against his pants as he navigated the Chennai traffic with a distracted mind.

If she noticed his cock straining against his pants, she didn't mention it. She made herself comfortable and barely acknowledged him. With just a few kilometers to her apartment, she turned to him. "I don't know what made up story you told at your home to get to this munch but I sure hope you can cook up another to explain why you'll be home late."

"The reason is sufficient enough to handle a few hours delay," he replied. She just nodded and went back to ignoring him. When they got to her apartment, she navigated him to her parking spot.

He quickly got down and rushed to open her door for him. When she stepped out of the car, she held out her purse and he caught it. She started walking towards the elevator and he followed her like a puppy following its owner.

His cock twitched as he drank in the sight of her walking in front of him. Her hips swayed seductively while her legs seemed to never end from under her skirt. He was in a trance and didn't even notice they were at her flat.

She opened the door to her flat and he followed her in.

He looked around the apartment and he marveled at how her house looked. Everything in its place, clean, and tidy, just like her workspace was. Contrast to his house which was chaotic at the best of times.

She sauntered in and sat on the sofa, crossing her legs. She pointed her right leg towards him. "Now that you've accepted this arrangement, there are a few ground rules," she said and beckoned him forward. She got the purse from him and pulled out her cigarette and lighter.

She lit her cigarette and took a drag before blowing the smoke towards his face.

"First, you will always call me Mistress whenever we are alone or if we are in a place where no one around us can hear us. This includes our office too."

"I understand Mistress," he replied, absolutely mesmerized. He didn't realize he had a thing for his Mistress smoking but now that he was experiencing it, he liked it so much.

"Good boy. You will always strip down, fold your clothes neatly, and place them near the door whenever you come to my house."

He heard the next rule and he blushed, not that it showed past his dark skin. He nodded and slowly started to undress, starting with his shirt. He neatly folded his shirt and started with his pants. They joined his shirt on the floor and he only stood in his underwear. His cock was straining against his underwear and there was a noticeable wetness around the top of his penis.

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She smiled at the spectacle before her. She liked how good he looked. He was not a gym rat but he wasn't overweight. He was free for all body hair save for his face. She noticed the slight hesitation but before she could comment on it, it disappeared and he dropped them down, displaying his fully hard, 7 inch cock.

His dick throbbed and a small string of precum hung from the end of his uncut cock. His cock stood out straight and his big balls were hanging loosely. He was fully smooth around his cock as well and that made his cock seem larger than what it was.

He dropped his head, partly in shame at what he had just done. There might have been an out before but this was quickly crossing irreversible territory. He folded his underwear and placed them over his other pieces of clothing.

"I've got to say, that's quite an impressive cock," she commented. His cock twitched again at the compliment and he finally looked her in the eye.

"Thank you, Mistress," he replied in a small voice.

She stood up and walked towards him, the cigarette still in her mouth. He could see the lipstick mark on the butt. She walked around him, reaching out and grabbing his cock, slowly teasing them with a few gentle pulls. Her hands then moved down, fondling his balls lightly before she caught them and squeezed them hard.

"Owww," he howled at the unexpected squeeze. His body bent forwards as the pain in his balls increased.

She disregarded that and continued to increase the pressure on his balls. His howls grew louder before she finally let him go.

His hands quickly rushed towards his balls but she swat them away.

"The third rule is that they are mine. Though impressive, I don't want you touching them ever again other than to cleanse yourself. No playing, no cumming unless I say so. Understood."

"But Mistress, what if, if..m" he started and stammered, "my wife wants to have sex with me?"

"Then you'll be a good husband and make her as happy as you can make her. But you'll tell me afterwards and I'll decide how to punish you for any orgasms you might have."

He nodded. His wife and he had a healthy sex life even though she wasn't into kink and this set up might just work. He was just nervous about what the punishment would be but he figured he'd find out soon anyways.

She went back to her sofa and sat cross legged again. She beckoned him closer and got him on his knees in front of her.

She pushed her legs towards his face and he took his cue.

He took a deep breath and kissed her feet. He started slowly but covered every inch of her feet with kisses. He kissed every inch of her sole before he took her big toe in his mouth and started to suck on it.

She let out a moan as his mouth wrapped around her toe. The rush of power she had from having her manager naked, on his knees, and sucking her toes excited her to levels unexplored. She pushed her toes deeper into his mouth. Her other leg searched for and found his cock and balls. She started to tap her foot lightly against his balls, enjoying the way his mouth opened whenever she hit his balls with a bit more force. She let herself relax as he expertly moved from one toe to another.

When he completed worshiping her right foot, he was immediately presented with her left foot. Her left foot, after having played with his balls all this while, also had a think later of his precum on them.

She smiled at him, egging him to clean them first. He grimaced slightly before he silently licked his precum off her foot. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter with each second and she almost lost it when he licked his own precum off her foot. This is going to be much better than I thought, she thought to herself.

He was meticulous in the way he worshiped her foot. The same order, the same actions. There was nothing she could fault him for with the way he worshiped her feet.

When he was done,she beckoned him close and caught both his nipples with her hands.She started to lightly tease them and he responded with a small moan. She smiled wickedly at the response she was getting out of him and started to pinch them hard. He let out a small, muffled yelp at the sudden change from delicate to rough handling of his nipples.

She continued to twist and turn his nipples as much as her hands would allow. He started to shift around, trying to lessen the pain he felt.

"Oww, they are very sensitive, Mistress," he said as he tried his best to not pull away from her entirely.

"Did I ask for that slut?," she responded coldly, kicking it up a notch and letting her neatly manicured nails dig into his nipples which managed to elicit another small scream of pain from him.

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