The next couple of hours that she sat in the class after the lunch break was pure torture. She kept on glancing at her phone, wondering if and when he will text. She was in a daze and had to pinch herself to convince herself that this was real. Her phone vibrated during the last hour, and she almost jumped. Cautiously, she took out the phone and sure enough, it was a message from Varun.
'Meet me after class. Canteen.' That was it. Short and on point. She wondered if she should go. Perhaps he would never text her again. Afterall, its not like he has anything over her. Yet something inside her wanted to meet and talk to him. Varun was her first encounter of a real physical person who is into kinks as herself. She felt liberated talking to him. By the time the bell rang, she had made up her mind to go and meet him.
She walked briskly to the canteen and wondered what he has to say. She found him, and she seated herself opposite to him, across the table. She found it hard to meet his eyes and wondered if she should have come.
"What would you like to have?" he asked her finally, breaking the ice.
"Nothing. Why did you call me here?" she asked, gaining composure.
"I already told you why." he replied in a matter of fact tone.
She remembered that he had asked her to be his submissive.
"I am not sure." she replied.
"I understand. You haven't done something like this in person. This is your first time. So it is quite understandable that you might have some reservations. I am not here to force you to do anything you wouldn't like. If you do not want this lifestyle, if you do not crave this lifestyle... You may walk away now and thats the end of this story." Varun explained.
There was a momentary silence and Catherine slipped to deep thoughts. Varun sat back and took a deep breath. He really wanted her. But he was mature enough to know what matters is her decision. It is her choice. It was evident that Catherine was going through an intense struggle with herself. She wanted to walk away, yet she found herself firmly seated on the chair. Finally she gathered strength and without replying, stood up and walked away from him.
Varun was pretty disappointed. He kept watching her and was surprised when she stopped walking. He saw her shake her head. Then she slowly turned back and walked back to him. She sat down.
"I thought you were leaving." he told her.
"I thought too." she replied, not pleased with herself.
"But here we are." he replied, as if talking to himself.
"I want to try. But i am not sure." she replied.
"Now now, Everything will be fine. You would like to try right? That is good enough. I am here to guide you." he assured her.
she tried to put on a smile.
"Now that we have decided we want each other as master and sub, how would you like to address me?" he asked her.
"Address you?" she asked, confused.
"Yes. Since i am your master, you cannot call me by my name. You are to address me with respect. Generally the words used by subs are sir, master or daddy. You may pick one and stick with it. Whichever you are comfortable with." Varun explained patiently.
"sir." she replied softly.
"What?" he asked her, even though he heard her the first time.
"Sir." she answered again.
"Louder, sub." he replied.
She noticed that he had that commanding tone this time and immediately felt weak.
"Sir. I will call you sir." she replied, a bit louder this time.
"Good girl." he replied and she blushed immediately.
"Now lets set some ground rules. These are important for you to function as sub. These rules are your new bible. We are now going to negotiate what you want in this relationship. This is how i do things. You may tell me anything and everything. And dont worry about me judging you. I wont. Is this clear?" he asked her.
"Yes." she replied.
"Yes what, sub?" he asked her.
"Yes sir." she replied.
"Good girl. Remember that the next time." he told her.
"So do you have a notebook?" he asked her.
"Yes." she replied and immediately corrected herself. "Yes sir" she replied again, evidently proud that she remembered to call him sir.
"Good girl. You are a quick learner, aren't you?" Varun asked, in a matter of fact tone.
"Yes sir." she replied.
"Well i like a quick learner." he complimented her and she smiled.
"May i ask you something?" she asked.
"Yes." he gave her permission.
"I just know your name. Please tell me about you." she asked.
"I am not too good at introductions. what would you like to know?" he asked.
"Which course are you studying here? How old are you? where do you reside?" she threw some questions at him in a single breath.
"Well that is a lot of questions. Hmm... I am studying B.com here. Second year. I am 20 years old. I am residing here itself, in Aluva." he replied, answering her every query.
She gasped. That was when she realised he was younger than her. She was 22 years old and she thought he was also pursuing post graduation.
"You are younger than me." she exclaimed.
"Yeah. So?" he asked her.
"I don't know how that makes me feel." she replied.
"Look at me." he told her. His voice was calm.
She slowly met his gaze.
"I don't care if you are older. It doesn't matter. I am here as a dom and you are here as a sub. The moment you accept me as your master, i own you. Your body is mine, your mind is mine. You strip when i tell you to. You do what i tell you to do. I am in control. I can handle that. And i will always put you first." he told her.
And just like that, she felt her worries getting dissolved in to thin air. She realised he knows what he is doing and accepted her position as his sub.
"Alright. I will be your sub. What are the rules?" she asked.
"Take a fresh notebook." he told her.
