Note: The responses from the readers were much lower than i expected, and that kind of killed the mood for me. But one enthusiastic reader reached out on me and urged me to continue. I like efforts. So i dedicate this chapter to Hermoine granger and her bf/master, who introduced her to my stories. Here we go!!
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"How do you feel now?" he asked her.
"Exhausted." she replied.
"Did you enjoy? he asked her.
She nodded.
"That won't do. I want to hear it from your mouth. Did you enjoy, slut?" he asked her again.
"Yes.." she replied finally.
"Looks like i will have a tough time. How are you supposed to address me? Do you want me to spank you here sub?" he asked her, a bit irritated.
"No sir...i am sorry. I forgot. I promise i will be better. I am still learning.." she pleaded with him.
"Alright. You have had a long day. This is just the start, sub. We have a long way to go. Now where are your panties?" he questioned her.
"Panties? i...i wore it back." she suddenly remembered that he had asked for it before.
"That was a mistake. You should have remembered what i said." he scolded her.
"Sorry sir. Please may i tell you something?" she asked him.
"What is it, girl?" he gave her permission.
"All these are new to me, sir. I am exhausted and i am in a mess. Please let me have my panties. I promise i will be a good girl." she pleaded with him.
Varun thought about it for a few seconds. On one hand, he wanted her to remove it. But after some contemplation, he reached a conclusion that she needs to be treated more delicately. She is a natural submissive and Varun was matured enough to know when to push and when to give her a break.
"Alright. I understand. You may wear your panties to home today. Now, what are you supposed to tell me?" he tried to condition her.
"Thank you...Thank you sir.." she smiled.
"Good girl. You may leave. You reside at the college hostel, right?" he asked her.
"Yes sir." she replied.
"Aren't you guys having single rooms?" he asked her.
"Yes sir..we do." she confirmed.
"That is wonderful. Here is what you are going to do. Go to the hostel. Freshen up. Do your routine works, study or whatever.. Text me at 8.30 pm sharp. Understood?" he asked her.
"Yes sir." she replied.
"And dont be late, sub. I dont appreciate being made to wait." he warned her.
"No sir, i wont. I will text you at 8.30 pm sharp." she promised him.
She left. Varun sat quietly for some time, thinking about what happened few minutes back. He smiled. One of his biggest fantasies have now came to life and he promised himself he will be everything that he promised her to be. He reached home and took a bath. He had to run some errands and by the time he was free, it was already 8.15 pm.
Suddenly his phone vibrated. He took it out and saw a watsapp message.
"Hi sir. I am Catherine." That was the text he received.
He did not reply.
"Hello...sir?" she texted him again.
He left that text at seen, but did not reply. She deleted both the messages. He smiled.
8.29 pm arrived. He got another message.
"Sir, its 8.30 now.."
"Yes. what did you learn, sub?" he texted back.
She did not reply.
"When i tell you something, i expect it to be followed to the word. When i say 8.30, you should text at 8.30. Not before, not after. Understood?" he texted her.
"Yes sir...sorry." she replied.
"What are you wearing?" He asked her.
"Tshirt and Pyjamas." she replied.
"And inners?" he asked.
"No sir.. I am not wearing any." she texted back.
"Show me." He texted her.
"How sir?" she replied.
"Send me a pic." he texted again.
"Sir i am afraid.." she replied.
"I understand. Having your face in these type of images can destroy lives. I know that. You may send me a pic without your face. In that way, no one would understand it is you, even if something happen." he texted her, assuring her safety.
"Okay sir.. Give me a minute." she texted back.
"Alright. I am waiting sub." he texted.
After some seconds, he got a notification that she has sent an image. Up on opening, he saw that she was wearing a red Tshirt and pink Pyjamas.
"I like your Tshirt." he complimented her.
"Red is my favourite color." he added.
"Thank you sir.." she replied.
"Now remove the tshirt." he texted.
She knew this was coming. She also knew that resisting would only make it harder. While removing the Tshirt, She wondered if she is changing for better or worse. Here she is, removing her clothing for the satisfaction of someone whom she has met a few hours back.
"I did sir.." she texted with shivering hands.
"Show me." he texted back.
She quickly snapped a pic and sent it to him. It was the first time that she was sending a topless pic and she felt slutty. She also felt turned on. She wondered what was next.
"That is a decent pic. What is your bra size?" he asked her.
"32C..."she replied and blushed.
"By the time i am done with you, that will change." he texted her.
She felt so turned on. She wanted to touch herself. But she knew the rules. She wanted to prove to him her loyalty.
"Have you had dinner?" he diverted the chat to normal conversation.
"Yes sir.. i did. We eat at 8." she texted.
"The door is locked, right?" he asked her.
"Yes sir..I locked it." she replied.
"Remove your pyjamas too." He texted and she did as she was told.
"What are you wearing now?" he asked again.
"Nothing." she replied.
"Remove any piece of ornaments you are having in your body." he texted her.
She had a necklace around her neck and she removed it.
"I did sir..now i am completely naked." she texted.
"send me a pic." he texted back.
She did.
"Good. This is how i want you to be. Always accessible for me. Naked. That is your place. Naked and on all fours. understood?" he texted her.
"Yes sir.." she replied and felt herself becoming wet.
She found it so hard to resist fingering herself.
"Do you have heels?" he asked her.