Kiran and Priya settled into the new routines over the next few days. Kiran stripped off the first thing when he came home. Priya snuck into his apartment at different times trying to catch him with some clothes on thereby giving her an excuse to punish him but Kiran never gave her a chance. Once she was in, she went to the sofa, and turned the TV on while he continued cooking. Once he was done, she sat at the table. Kiran kissed both her feet and sometimes received a kiss on his lips from her. They would then have dinner and talk about their work. Kiran was working up the courage to make a move. Logically, he knew he was being stupid. He was with her, naked, every moment when he was at home. He could see that she liked him too. They were smooching a lot these days and he could feel the hunger when he touched her tongue. However, the ton of rejections ever since he was 16 still weighed him down. Priya, who kept getting hornier and hornier every day was nevertheless staunch that Kiran should be the one who took that step. She had decided to dump him after his presentation if he still did not take a move until then.
Mornings consisted of Kiran walking over to Priya's house. Initially, Kiran would come fully clothed until Priya brought him a robe. Watching him walk to and from her house in that robe gave the wrong idea to their downstairs housemates but no one said anything other than giving Kiran some knowing smiles. There were six flats in the three floors below. Three were still vacant. These were mostly in the lower floors. The other three were a two-bedroom apartment which housed 3 working women who shared the rent between them, a married couple and another couple who were living together. The live-in couple were noisy and had regular fights owing to the unemployed guy. From what Kiran and Priya would hear from time to time, the guy was lazy and had not made much of an effort to find a new job and this led to constant fights. 4 nights before his presentation he had steeled himself to press Priya that night. However, just when he went to put his hands inside Priya's shirt, a loud sound of four glasses breaking emanated form the live-in couple. Priya went to investigate and the mood was effectively killed. The next morning, Priya got an urgent call that her father had been hospitalised and left. Kiran left her at the station and offered some money but Priya refused and thanked him for the offer. Once she reached her hometown, she messaged Kiran that her father was not serious and she would be back in two days. Kiran asked her if she was still going to come to his conference and she confirmed.
Kiran and Priya spent the next two days texting like a couple of teenagers. Priya knew that she really was falling for him and was now re-evaluating her decision to dump him if he did not make his move. Maybe she should take initiative anyway. She was still undecided when she got back and they went to the conference the next day. Due to a global threat from a new virus, the presentation was shifted to early morning. Kiran told Priya that she need not come but Priya was not having any of it. She had promised she would come and she intended to keep it.
Kiran's presentation was a huge success. He had come up with a way to significantly reduce the cost of upgrading satellites. This would lead to crores of savings and the very mention of money-saved was enough to make him a hero. Priya was seeing a totally different Kiran. Her meek, nervous slave was a raging Bull once in his element. He took down the arguments from everyone, some of whom were obviously trolling but at the same time never once insulted or demeaned anyone's arguments. Priya knew, right at that moment, that she was in love.
Once they got into the car, Kiran and Priya made out like school kids. Kiran, in a burst of bravado pushed her to the backseat. Finally, Priya gladly got into position but stepped on the car horn. The loud sound brought a few onlookers and ended the tryst. Kiran, however, knew he was in for that night and could not stop smiling. Priya, on her way back, took a slightly different route.
"Where are we going?"
"You will see, naked boy!"
Kiran's smile went out. For, like a second. Her shifting back to naked boy from calling him Kiran for the whole day meant that she was once again exercising her domination of him and this significantly brought his spirits down . Still, he knew one thing. He was taking her to bed that night. And, she was not going to stop that. Priya stopped near a bakery and got out. Only when Kiran got out that he saw the shop opposite to the bakery. It was a sex shop. Got it! She was going to buy a few things that would establish her as a dominatrix over him. He knew about the BDSM lifestyle. Well, he had already accepted his role as her slave. He went with her inside.
The second they went in, Kiran visibly retched. The whole place was dirty. It must not have been swept for at least 3 days. There was a single woman sitting at the counter who looked apologetic.
She went directly to Priya.
"I am so sorry that it is like this. Because of this virus threat, my slave has not been able to come back from his hometown."
Kiran's ears pricked. The way she said "slave" casually was a bit off-putting.
"Well, " Priya said. "I was looking to buy a few things. For him." Priya laughed while she pointed to Kiran. The store owner, who introduced herself as Manjula looked up and down at Kiran.
"He is your slave, right?" Manjula asked Priya. Kiran, who would have been offended and tried to attack Manjula if she had said this two weeks ago, decided to go with the flow and allow the superior women to talk.
"Yup" Priya replied. Manjula closed the door and bolted.
"If you don't mind, why don't you tell him to strip. I might be able to make better suggestions once I have a full idea on what am I dealing with."
Priya thought it over. She did eventually intend to be completely dominant over Kiran to the extent of parading him around naked in a leash. But, this was going faster than expected. Kiran looked as though he might protest. Priya cut in and her sharp tone was enough to shut Kiran up.
"You heard her, naked boy. Strip."
Kiran obliged. He no longer cared. His thoughts were only on tonight. Out of sheer habit, he folded his clothes as and when he removed them.
"You have traIned him well." Manjula told Priya.
"NO, These are on his own. I just hit the jackpot."
"I see what you mean. Wowza!" Manjula replied as Kiran finally removed his underwear. Getting naked in front of two women was enough for Kiran to grow to his fullest size. For Manjula, whose clientele mainly included femdom couples where the guys generally had small penises, this was new. For most couples, the guy would have a really small penis and this made her sadistically insult and humiliate them. Psychologically, the more she insulted, the more the man tried to make up for his shortcomings to his superior woman and the more stuff they brought. Today was a different story.
"I cannot get you a chastity cage for this one. They are not made for dicks this size as they are not meant for them."
"OH! I am not looking for a CB."
"So, what did you have in mind."
"A leash was the first thing."
A Leash what? Priya was pushing him further and further and yet Kiran remained a silent observer.
The two of them were discussing the type of leash. They noticed that Kiran was standing awkwardly. Manjula finally asked Priya.
"Priya, would you mind asking your slave to clean up the place. My slave has not been here for more than a week and I am not even sure when and if he will be here."
"No!" The answer came from Kiran and not from Priya.
"Did I give you permiss-" Priya started but Kiran cut in.
"We are already risking things by being here with this virus. I am not going to take further risks by cleaning up a foreign place. You got a problem with that, Priya?"
Bingo! This was what she had wanted. Priya smiled with pride but he did have a point. They were risking things by being here. But, she still had to put her foot down and show him who was the boss.