Indian Male Submission Ch 02

It was Saturday morning and Rahul was excited to go on a date after what felt like an eternity. He went through his usual routine - sports, cooking, side hustle etc. but also made sure to clean himself up properly including his private parts. Although he was not expecting anything to happen on the first date, cleanup up made him a little bit more confident on dates.

Rahul arrived at the bar they had decided on. But unfortunately due to the Bangalore traffic, he was 5 minutes late. He had messaged Trishika about it but didn't get a reply from her. Rahul assumed that maybe she was running late too. The place was crawling with people - couples, friends from work, some singles standing at the bar (waiting or maybe trying to pick up some girl), and many more.

As soon as he entered, Rahul saw Trishika and got a little worried that she might be upset. Rahul took just a little pause to check her out from the distance and he was a bit surprised to see that Trishika was looking very enticing. She was much better than what her dating profile pictures depicted. She was wearing a full sleeve dark crimson colored cotton top that covered her neck and was tight enough to show her big beautiful bosoms. Just below her belly button, she had a dark black knee length skirt along with moderately high heels that were tied with a long ankle strap which almost went up to her knee. She felt like some sexy goth character out of a comic without the tattoos. Her dark complexion on top of this dress, made her look even more hot.

Rahul on the other hand was wearing a dark black trouser and a full sleeve cotton t-shirt of light blue color that made him look tall and big. Unlike most of the men, Rahul preferred to keep his hair short and they looked really good on him. Rahul believed in simplicity at its best.

Until he reached the table she was sitting on, he was now 10 minutes late. Trishika was sipping water calmly and as soon as he arrived Trishika stood up to greet him.

"Hi Trishika, how are you?" - Rahul greeted.

"YOU ARE LATE AGAIN!! I think you need to be disciplined.!" - Trishika replied. Hearing this Rahul felt a twitch under his pants and a rush of adrenaline or whatever the sex hormone is called.

"I am very sorry, I messaged you on my way. I was stuck in traffic. Stupid Bangalore traffic. Can I make it up to you in any way?" - Rahul said.

Trishika grinned and answered - "Any way?! Careful what you ask for. I will take you up on this later. For now you can buy the first round of drinks."

Rahul didn't quite understand the hidden meaning and was happy to get the first round of drinks. He then went on to praise Trishika that she looked very beautiful today, to which Trishika responded "Thank you, you don't look bad yourself". Clearly someone was playing hardball. After a few drinks, they were both a bit tipsy and Trishika kept making small moves on Rahul by touching her hand and sometimes her naked leg (she had taken off her strap). Initially Rahul was sitting on the opposite side of the table but after returning from the restroom the second time (beers, make pee!!) He pulled the chair and sat next to Trishika which made all the touching easier for her.

Rahul being a Muslim from Pune and Trshika being a Tamilian, they had no other option than communicating in English. After a few rounds of drinks, they ordered dinner. As the dinner was about to end, they were eyeing each other as to what should be their next move. After getting to know each other more in this along with their chat conversations over the last few days, they knew many things about each other. However, no one had initiated any topic(s) closely related to their sexual preferences or sex either.

"What do you want to do now? Its pretty late. I can drop home" - Rahul asked, a bit drunk and hoping she makes the decision to not go home.

She took her right leg up with confidence and placed it on Rahul's lap (thigh), very close to his crotch. "Tie my ankle straps" - Trishika ordered, a bit more drunk than Rahul. Rahul felt a little embarrassed (and a weird feeling churning up in his stomach) with the tone of the request and looked around to see if anyone heard. Luckily no one heard. He hesitated for a few seconds. "You came late today, this is the least you can do" - Trishika pestered. "Of Course" - Rahul said. He quickly without thinking started tying the strap of her heel. First he did the right and then the left. With this they cleared the bill and started walking out of the bar.

Trishika didn't answer Rahul's question of whether he should drop her home and call this a night. As soon as they stepped out of the bar, Trishika commanded "Lets go to your home, you will need to make up for your mistake of being late AGAIN" - she exclaimed. Rahul thought greedily if this was the case he would come late every time they met. A bit buzzed, he replied rather jokingly "Yes ma'am". Trishika replied with an arrogant smile on her face "Good boy". Rahul felt as if he had been rewarded for doing a good deed. He felt elated hearing this praise as well as a little embarrassed that she would call him a "boy".

They reached Rahul's apartment in about 20 mins. It was a very cozy 1 BHK apartment on the last floor (4th floor) of the building. The living room had a dark maroon colored sofa-cum bed and in front of it there was a sturdy square rustic looking wooden table that could easily take the weight of two people. The bedroom had a king size bedroom with a steel frame and on the opposite corner of the room, there was Rahul's working station with a pair of table & chairs. Trishika looked impressed with the apartment and sent out a praise or two to Rahul for this.

She took a seat on the sofa-cum bed.

Rahul asked "Do you want a glass of wine?"

Trishika replied "What are you intentions tonight? Getting me more drunk. (After some thought, a few seconds) I will have one glass". Rahul with a greedy smile went inside the kitchen and got two glasses of wine. He sat beside her, handing one glass.

"Nothing evil of course and nothing happens without your consent" - Rahul said honestly.

"Good, nothing will happen without my permission" - Trishika mentioned boldly. She intelligently interpreted "consent" with/as "permission". Rahul felt bulge in his pants on hearing and quickly gulped a big sip of wine to get hold of it. He was confused why this lady was turning him on so much.

"You still need to do something for being late today like you promised" - Trishika reminded him with a smirk on her face.

Rahul had almost forgotten, he thought tieing her ankle straps was enough of an apology.

"Ummm..., okay, what do you want me to do?" - Rahul questioned her.

"Massage my legs, the ankle part. My heels have been hurting because I had to wait for you" - she replied. Rahul was a bit shocked at this request but was more than happy to do it. It would allow him to touch her dark brown smooth legs.

Trishika lifted her left leg (since Rahul was sitting on her left) and put it right on Rahul's crotch with the heel still on. He gave a ligth scream and adjusted himself. "Oops" - Trishika laughed, probably because she did it purposely. Rahul started to open the ankle straps but Trishika asked to leave it like that & massage the upper portion of her left. This meant that Trishika's heel was pointing to Rahul's crotch and she purposely kept pushing every now & then. Both of them were enjoying their roles. She kept lifting her skirt slowly to seduce the man in front of her. Rahul was slowly getting hard with this and along with her heel pushing his crotch. "Take out the straps do my lower portion of the ankle" - she asked or more like commanded. Rahul did as asked. Slowly and erotically, Rahul did both of her ankles. She was totally enjoying this, sipping her wine, getting an ankle massage and turning the guy on. But aside from her leg, Rahul was also eyeing her smooth belly button area and just wanted to grab & lick it. It looked like a coffee/chocolate tiramisu with a cut-open cherry in the middle.

Suddenly, she got up and said "Okay it's too late, I have to go home. Book me a cab" - she mentioned. This crushed Rahul's heart and whatever hard on he had underneath his black trousers. Rahul suggested - "So soon, you can stay the night if you want". Trishika denied that and started wearing her heels. Her cab was coming in 2 mins. One her way she gave Rahul a very tight Rahul, making sure her breasts pressed against Rahul's huge chest and whispered in her ear "Don't worry, we will meet again". She left and Rahul was so unsatisfied & felt he was left hanging. But he thought to himself, having sex first date would be too much and it would be good to slow down. However, an afterthought came to mind, erotic massage on the first date also seems to be fast.

Rahul couldn't stop picturing their encounter over the coming week. He tried to meet her the next day but Trishika gave some reason that she had made plans with her girlfriends. He kept playing that night, Trishika's commands coming out of her sexy black lips with the red lipstick, her smooth dark curvy legs, her whisper at the end ("...We will meet soon..."), her hug that deliberately was for him to feel her bosoms and her eyes that shot wide making him agree with all her requests. Rahul couldn't hold and he masturbated once or twice in the following week.

They had exchanged their numbers and kept talking over whatsapp about their days/life/work. Rahul even gotta see her sometimes, when they video call. They both agreed that they were busy during the week and decided to meet on the following Saturday (7 days after the first date).