Varun Finds a Sub

"Are you serious?" she asked him, eyes wide.

"Yes I am." he replied, nonchalantly.

"I can't do that." she replied.

"Why not?" he asked her.

"I...I.. I feel shy about it." she replied.

"Alright. There is this test about the Bdsm kinks we like. It identifies what sort of kinks we have basically. I am very much into humiliation and degradation aspects of Bdsm. So I went right ahead with it. I should have began with the test. Lets not waste any time further. I'll share a link of a test with you. It is a multiple choice questionnaire. Choose what you feel. Be completely honest and do not be ashamed. Understood?" he asked her.

"Yes sir." she replied.

He shared her the test. It was something he found online from a site called bdsm.org. The test asked some questions and it evaluated what kinks you are into from your answers. Varun found it convenient and easy and was happy with his results. The test identified himself as a Dominant, degrader etc., which was exactly his conception about himself. Varun had since then shared these with the subs he used to find online and rated the test highly since it helped him to assess the subs and their interests. Sometimes the test results suprised him as well as the subs. But it was always accurate.

He sat back and watched Catherine answer the test. She was deeply engrossed in it. He watched her silently. She was pretty. She had some sort of magnetic attraction that seemed to reel him in. He wanted her so badly. He realised he wanted to own every inch of her. To possess her, from the inside out. After almost 10 minutes she shared him the test results.

Varun opened it. Sure enough, she was a submissive. The test also suggested that she is into degradation, humiliation, exhibitionism, pet play, and more. He smiled.

"Now now, were you lying to me Catherine?" he asked her.

"What? I dont understand.." she replied, unsure.

"Never mind. Here is what you are going to do. You are not just going to remove your panties. you are going to remove your bra too. You are going to go to the toilet now. You will strip. You will remove your inners. You will wear back your dress and you are going to hand your bra and panty to me, when you come back. Go on now, I dont like to be kept waiting." he told her.

"But..." she started to protest. He looked at her sternly. After a few seconds of eye contact, she lowered her gaze and stopped complaining. She sighed. She realised she was going to obey him anyway. She felt herself being turned on by the very thought of doing what he said and wondered what else he would make her do.

"NOW." he told her firmly and it woke her up from her thoughts.

She stood up from the table and walked to the toilet. She felt relieved that they had one near canteen. Else the walk of shame would have been harder.

Varun watched her go in the toilet and smiled. The test always gets them. He always used to wonder why people were unaware of their kinks. He realised now that sometimes people were ashamed to accept who they truly are, Who they want to be. They worry about what others think and it ties them down in a vicious circle. The test helps them by providing them a safe way of letting someone know who they truly are. He sat back and waited for her. After a few minutes, she walked back to him, clutching her bag closer to her chest.

She sat down. He held out his hands.

"You mean now?" she asked bewildered.

"Yes. That was what I said." He replied.

"I have it in my bag. This is a public place. someone might see. Please don't make me do this." she replied, pleading.

He smiled.

"You are thinking with your brain now. Here is the fun part. You don't need to think. I will make choices for you and I will always put you first. confused? You see, I don't believe you a bit. Here you are pleading me not to make you do this. And yet, I have this gut feeling that this is exactly something that turns you on. I bet you are wet and leaking now. Aren't you slut?" he asked her.

She lowered her eyes and did not reply.

"Look at me." he told her.

She slowly looked up at him.

"When I ask you something, I expect an answer. Is that clear?" he asked her.

"Yes.." she replied.

"Yes what, sub?" he asked her again.

"Yes sir." she replied.

She felt really hard to meet his gaze. It seemed to pierce through her. She also realised she was wet and turned on at these thoughts. She slowly rubbed her legs together and it gave her immense pleasure. At that moment, all she wanted was to rub herself.

"Now. The inners." he held out his hand.

She looked around and was relieved that it was almost empty. They were seated in a corner which gave them some privacy. She took a deep breath and slowly opened her bag. She fished out the bra and panty and handed it over to him. She felt humiliated at the very thought of giving something so personal to a stranger she had met few hours back.

He took a moment to scan the inners. It was a red bra and panty. It wasn't something sexy or seductive. Just a bra and panty. But it was hers. And she was seated just opposite to him.

"Look at me sub." he told her.

She looked at him. He crumpled her panties into a ball and breathed it in, smelling her aroma and she started breathing heavily. It was too much for her.

"I like your smell sub." he told her.

"What do you feel now?" he asked her.

"I feel so strange. Turned on." she replied, hoping he would do something about it.

"I see. Do you want to cum?" he asked her.

"Yes please." she almost begged.

"Are you going to listen to me?" he teased her.

"Yes sir.. please let me cum." she whimpered.

"I like how turned on you are." he quipped.

He went silent for a few seconds as if thinking. He looked around and saw that they are the only students remaining in the canteen. He suddenly remembered that there was a football match set to happen in their college ground against a rival college after the final bell and everyone would have gone there, cheering for the college team. A wicked smile formed in his face.

"Look around. Do you see anyone?" he asked her.

She looked around and noticed the canteen was empty, except for the staff. She shook her head no.

"Do you want to cum?" he asked again.

"Yes sir..I told you already." she replied, agitated.

"Alright then. I will give you a chance to cum. Leave your bag here. You are going to go to the men's toilet in here. Walk into the first stall. Strip completely naked. I want you to blindfold yourself with your shawl. Wait for me. You are not going to take off that shawl from your eyes unless I tell you to do so. You are not going to wear that dress back, unless I tell you do so. Understood?" he asked her.

She looked at him bewildered.

"I can't do that..someone might come in. I will die of shame if somebody finds out. I can't.." she almost cried.

"Look at me. I said look at me. I know this is the first day you are seeing me. I know what I am asking is not easy to do. But here is lesson number 1 in this relationship. 'Trust your master.' I will always protect you. Never doubt that. You will not get caught. That is my guarantee. Now, don't waste my time. Go on now, do as you are told." he chided her.

She felt afraid and sat there silently, unsure of what to do.

"Do you want me to strip you here?" he asked her, firmly.

"No.." she almost shouted.

"Then get your ass up and do as you are told. Don't make me say this again." He warned her.

She realised that she felt extremely horny thinking about what he had asked her to do and realised she would do it. She was surprised how easy it was for him to get her to this stage. She Walked up to the boys washroom, looked around and slowly went in. She was relieved that it was empty. She wondered what she would say if someone else was inside the washroom. She went to the first stall as he said. She stripped and felt a sudden wave of cold air hitting her. She closed her eyes and blindfolded herself with the shawl. She started the wait for him. She could hear her own heart beat and realised she felt hornier than ever. She wondered about her situation.

Here she is, a respectable student, inside boys toilet, completely naked and waiting for someone to walk in and do as he pleased with her. She felt degraded. She felt like a slut. She felt herself leaking. And she loved it.

Now what she didn't knew was Varun was closely monitoring the door to the toilet. He ensured no one walked in there. He liked the psychological stimuli she would get by being in a place where she wasn't familiar, stripped to the day she was born and blindfolded. He assumed that was enough to shake her up a bit. And boy was he right!!

Each second passed felt like an eternity to Catherine. She could hear everything. she heard the sound of waterdrops falling from some pipes in the stall.

After a couple of minutes, he felt it was enough. He did not wanted to over stimulate her. He just wanted her to get a taste of what was in store for her. He walked in to the washroom and ensured he made enough noise. He wanted her to hear every bit of sound he made. He was not in a hurry. He whistled and went to the second stall. She held her breath. She wanted to remove the blindfold. The anticipation was killing her. She wondered in horror if the person in the second stall was a stranger. She wondered what will happen if he walked in to this stall.

Varun slowly stepped out of the second stall and opened the door of the first stall with a loud noise.

She was terrified and jumped at the sudden noise. She made a sound and Varun wondered if she was actually crying or if it was from her excitement.

"Hush now, its just me. I am here now, everything will be alright." he told her in a soft voice and she eased up.

She felt relieved. He stepped back and admired her. She was indeed sexy, with ample pair of tits and a clean shaved pussy.

"Can I remove the blind fold and dress back?" she asked him.

"Not yet sub. We haven't finished. You have been a good girl and deserves some pleasure. Ready?" he asked her and without waiting for her reply he pushed her against the wall. She gasped, feeling the sudden coldness of the wall on her back.

He stood closer to her.

"Who do you belong to sub?" he whispered at her ear.

"You sir. I belong to you. Ahhhhhh" she moaned when he suddenly rubbed her pussy lips with his middle finger.

"Hush now slut. Do you want others to see you in this state?" He asked her tauntingly.

"Ahh..no sir..aahh" she replied, trying her best to not moan out loud. He started fingering her slowly and felt herself rubbing onto his fingers. He paused fingering her and she continued grinding herself to him.

"Look at you, slut. You are fucking my fingers." he teased her.

She moaned louder. He pushed her firmly against the wall again. He kept his left hand over her neck, not too tight as if in choking her. He steadied her with that hold.

She moaned again.

"Ahhhh...please sir...please make me cum.." she begged him.

He increased the speed. She felt weak on her legs. He held her firm and continued fingering her.

"Who do you belongs to?" he asked her.

"You..aahhh...I...aah...belongs to you...aaahhh ohh godd.." she said in between her moans.

"This can't do. I can't have you moan here." he told her in her ears.

For the first time, she felt thankful that he made her wear the blindfold. She blushed at the thought of maintaining eye contact and felt very embarassed. He paused fingering and she whimpered.

"Please..please don't stop." she pleaded with him.

"open your mouth." he told her.

She was confused but opened her mouth.

"Wider, slut." he told again.

She stretched opened her mouth wide. She felt some sort of cloth being pushed into her mouth and realised with horror that it was her panties. She tried to throw it out with her tongue.

"No. You are not going to remove it. Leave it there. I don't want you to moan out loud. You are going to be a good girl now. You are going to stand here with that panties in your mouth while I finger you and you are going to like it. Now where were we?" he asked a rhetorical question and started fingering her again.

Whatever thoughts she had on her mind evaporated and she started panting again.

"Shake your head if you are my slut" he told her while continuing fingering.

She shook her head yes. She found it hard to follow what he was saying or think about her response. She was in heaven and was close to cumming.

"Are you close to cumming?" he asked her.

She shook her head as yes again.

He stopped. She almost cried in disappointment.

"plefhs dornhg stihhn" she cried something into her panties.

"What slut? I couldn't hear you?" he teased her again.

"plegss dronn stobb" she shouted again.

"Are you begging me to continue?" he knew exactly what she said, yet he teased her, asking the silly questions.

"Sss" she shouted.

"Alright then, Cum for me slut. Cum like the slut you are. You are mine to do as I please. Your body is mine. Your mind is mine. You soul is mine. You strip when I tell you to. you do as you are told. Mine. My slut. My whore. My personal fuck toy. You are my sub. Mine." he fingered her hard while he whispered these words into her ears.

She went over the edge. Her eyes rolled up and she started shivering. She squirted all over the floor and moaned very loud. She collapsed and he held her with his two hands, as if hugging her. It was almost as if she lost consciousness.

He wondered if anyone heard her. Even with panties, her moan was quite loud. He held her for a few seconds and then undid the shawl and removed the panties from her mouth. She was embarrassed to look at him and he seated her on the closet seat. He stepped back and looked at her. She was panting heavily. Her hair, once neatly tied up, was disheveled and in a mess. Her mascara ran down her eyes and her eyes were watery. She was in a mess and he liked it.

He gave her a few seconds to collect herself.

"Dress back and wait for my signal. I will step out and see if anyone is standing out." he told her and stepped out. After ensuring that the coast was clear, he called her out and she too stepped out after dressing back. She walked to a chair in the canteen and collapsed to it. There was a silence for few minutes. He gave her some space to gather her thoughts and he noticed her breathing was back to normal.

(..to be continued.)