Previous Part: Flight Journey – Dubai to Bangalore
I hope you enjoyed reading the previous part. This story continues from where we left off.
After a few minutes, Sana came back from the washroom and sat down. She took a few deep breaths and then said, “Sir, I am ready. I want to experience it. I never knew we could have such a pleasure.”
Me – Na. I don’t think you want it.
Sana – I didn’t know how to agree to that letter. So (she removes her panty from her pocket and places it on the tray) this is how I am giving consent.
Grey lacy panty, I could see its wetness, and I was getting an aroma of orgasm, if you can say that.
Me – Nope, that’s not enough. I want you to make one consent video. And then I will give you 2 tasks for you to do before we land.
Sana looks excited, waiting for instructions.
Me – Go back and make a consent video. In the consent video, you will say what I am allowed to do to you.
Sana nods and understands what’s expected of her.
Me – Then for the task before we land. You will remove all your clothes, and wear only your burkha that you had in the morning. Is that understood? Simple?
Sana – Yes, Sir, simple Sir!
And quickly jumps up and walks to the washroom, comes back, grabs her bag from overhead and goes back to the washroom.
By now, our flight was preparing to land. She comes after about 10 minutes wearing her burka. She sits, trying to control her burka and feeling the skin of the burka and the direct breeze.
She showed me a video from her phone. She was sitting on the toilet and said:
“I, Sana from Hyderabad, residing in Bangalore now, agree to be a sex slave to my Master Alan from Bangalore. I agree to be used in any way as my Master pleases, at any time as he sees fit.
I also understand my Master might be bored and might choose to share me with others. I accept to be shared around like a prostitute. If my master wishes, I can relocate to a place of his choosing.
My requests to my Master are:
1- I wish to be a slave only to you and will stop if you get bored or tired of me.
2- Do not use me on social media, as I would like to keep this hidden from my family. And would also like to hide from my office colleagues.
Hoping for the best. (she winks)”
Me – I like the consent video, but that’s not what I expect from my slaves.
Sana – Oh? What did I do wrong?
Me – Nothing. Are you wearing nothing inside?
Sana – Yes, Sir.
Me – How do I know? I can’t see.
Sana, shocked, eyes wide open. “I am really naked inside, Sir. I am not wearing anything.”
Me – Ya? I don’t believe you.
She grabs my hand and places it on her thighs. “See, sir, no jeans.”
Me – Those can also be skins.
She moves my hand and makes me feel her breast from the side. “Happy?”
I loved the look to prove she was naked. Her soft but firm breast.
Me – No. That feels like a padded bra.
I could see that she was disappointed. She readjusted her burka, exposed from the side, her legs and showed me her thighs. She whispers, “See, Sir. No pants.”
I slowly move my hands to her exposed thighs, not touching, but just about close to the skin. I slowly move my hands up towards her crotch. I could see Sana now breathing heavily in anticipation.
She was holding the seat rest hard and biting her lips hard, waiting for me to feel her dirty pussy. And just then, suddenly, I pulled my hand out.
Me – Maybe. It’s true there are no pants. Not sure about the rest.
When we landed, I began to pack my things in silence. She, too, gathered her things. She was panicking, not sure what had happened, confused if she disappointed me already.
Wondering if I will be her Master or not. As we begin to disembark, I turn to Sana and say, “It was nice talking to you. All the best.”
Sana – Sir? Please, Sir, tell me, Sir, what happened, Sir. Sorry, Sir.
I continued walking, and she was following me like a bitch, and apologizing. I picked up my bag. Coincidentally, she got hers at the same time.
Sana – One minute, Sir, just one minute. (leaves her bag with me, runs to the toilet and comes)
Me – Goodbye Sana and walks away
She is still following. I booked the cab, and she too was waiting with me in silence, and when my cab came. I loaded my bags when the driver was about to help load her bag.
Sana – No problem, I will do, I am his bitch.
I got in the cab, and she also got it. And turns towards me, smiling and staring at me. The way she was turned and seated, her legs and thighs were exposed. I ignored her and was fiddling with my phone.
She slowly pushed her phone in front of me. It was a selfie of hers from the bathroom, with her burkha opened. She is showing her body with arms covering her boobs. I knew then that she had submitted completely, and she was desperately shameless.
Me – You are shameless.
Sana – Yes, Sir, for you anything and anytime.
Me – What should I do with this image? What is there?
Sana – (shocked) Almost everything you can see, na. Bottoms I showed, and now top also I showed. I am not wearing anything!
Me – Oh? After the image, you might have worn the top, right?
Sana – You don’t trust me, Sir?
Me – Why should I? Have you done anything for me? Who am I to you?
Sana felt insulted and could see her crawling back silently. We reached my place. Sana has decided to walk in with me towards the unknown.
When we got inside the house, I dropped my bags and went to the bedroom and changed into shorts and sleeveless. Sana is still standing near the entrance hallway, not knowing what to do. I walk near her.
Me – So, you want to be my bitch, eh?
Sana – (excited) Yes, Sir.
I drag her by her hair and get her near the dining table. She is now standing in front of me while I am sitting in the chair and cutting an apple.
Me – How many times have you had sex?
Sana – (stammering) 2 times.
Me – Two? Only? Same person?
Sana – Yes, sir, different person.
Me – Boyfriends, eh?
Sana – No, Sir. The first time, it was my cousin. I wanted to experience it, so at a wedding, I had sex with my cousin. It was boring and over before I realized it.
Me – Hmmm. And second?
Sana – The second was with one friend.
Me – When was that?
Sana – Last week, Sir.
Me – I point the knife towards her and ask her to come closer.
With my knees, I playfully split her legs and entered her burka. My knees on her thighs were a feeling smooth and silky.
Me – Sit!
Sana slowly sits on my knees with the legs apart. I could feel that she had hairs on her pussy, and I could slowly feel the wetness. I push her back to stand. I stand next to her, and with the knife, I bring it closer to her pussy.
I slowly move the knife up across her boobs to her neck. And with one slice, I cut her burkha open from her neck down. Sana immediately panicked and covered her nipples. She sat down, not expecting me to tear her modesty. Tears in her eyes.
I smiled and ate the apples calmly.
Me – If you are not willing, you can leave.
Sana, pulling back the tears. Stood up, got rid of the torn cloth, and stood in front of me naked. I continued tracing her. This time again, starting from her cheeks and with the knife, occasionally the blade touching her skin, sending shivers from anticipation.
From her cheeks, I went down to her long neck and down along her shoulder blade. Then I moved slowly behind her and traced the knife behind her hair, going down along her spine. I observed her ass. They were firm and very fair. I couldn’t wait to spank it and make it red.
I continued tracing the knife across her hips and moved slowly in front of her. I went near her pussy and dropped the knife. She shrugged at the sound. I pulled her hair and arched her backwards.
While locking eyes with her, with my free hand, I grabbed her neck. I gave her lips a soft kiss to feel the wetness and taste of me. Her mouth slowly opened softly, wanting more. And I pushed her away.
I was hard-on and wanted to fuck as soon as possible. Decided to control.
Me – When did you last finger yourself?
Sana – Rarely, Sir. The last was more than a month ago.
Me – What sex positions have you tried?
Sana—I don’t know the name, Sir, just normal front Sir. I was on the table, and the guy was standing.
Me – (pointing to the table) This is a table, use and show me how you were a slut before.
She quietly sat on the edge of the table, lay down and lifted her leg.
Sana – I was in this position, Sir, and the guy fucked me from there.
Me – (acting innocently and standing in the position, feeling my crotch with hers) Here? From here, they fucked you?
Sana – Mmm.
Nodding her head. I give her navel a hard slap.
Me – I always expect sound and voice.
Sana nodded (softly), “Yes, Sir.”
I slowly move my hands and feel her raised legs and go behind her thighs, slowly going down to her ass. I give her a soft slap on her ass. I then pulled her nipple by pinching it. I pulled her up and off the table. All through, she was shouting in pain.
Me – that’s the only position you did? You didn’t do a blowjob?
Sana – (looks confused) No sir. I don’t know what it is.
I was excited to have a fresher. A virgin mouth and ass. I was looking forward to giving her training.
Me – Ok. I will teach you that first.
I placed my hands on her cheeks, cupping her cheeks. And pushed her down to her knees. She gets down, and I instruct her to remove my shorts. She pulled my shorts down and was surprised and taken aback to see a semi-erect dick spring up.
Me – Lick it and suck my dick.
Sana, taken aback, hesitantly puts her tongue out to feel the dick and taste. She begins to back out. I grab her hair, pull her up aggressively, and grab her throat with the other hand, almost choking her.
“That is your reward. And that is your Master. The better care you take, the better you will be loved.” She was struggling to breathe, and there were tears in her eyes as well.
Me – Understood?
She just nodded, and as I let go of her, she gasped for breaths. I pull her hair and pull her closer to my dick.
Me – Another chance for you.
This time, she closed her and just started to lick blindly and licking the dick. She was all over the place. I pushed her away.
Me – You are terrible. Get out of my house.
I got up and walked to my bedroom to sleep. She began crying, not knowing what to do. And then suddenly began to use the phone. She Googled what’s a blowjob and then came running to the bedroom. She got on the bed and, without any instructions or anything, just began to suck the dick.
She began to use her tongue. She was beginning to get the rhythm. I wanted to deep throat her mouth and destroy it. But I had time, I was more in need of a release and a good sleep. She continued to give the blowjob. As soon as I cum in her mouth, she gulped in some and then ran to the toilet and spat out.
I knew this was all fast and the first time for her. I was also satisfied that I had found a quick learning slave. She came out and looked for cover, while I was looking at her, the first time I saw her in full. She is a beauty! My beautiful slut! Can’t wait to fuck her.
I gestured for her to come to bed. I cuddled her with my dick facing her ass and back. My arms wrapped around her boobs, and we just dozed off to sleep.
I hope you enjoyed the detailed story. The next part contains more of the BDSM, filled with actions, punishments and some love. For feedback/suggestions, I can be reached at [email protected].
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