Crafted A BDSM Session For My Pervert Tailor
Hi to all the loyal readers of this site. This is Simraan with another sensual story to make your time worthwhile here. Sometimes, I meet horny perverts who enjoy the way I disciple them and sometimes, they come to me. This one time, when I was yearning for a BDSM sex, I got the opportunity in my neighbourhood itself. What happened was this, Savita, my next-door neighbour came to chat with me one day. While talking about various social affairs, she brought up her encounter with Shashi, the tailor who had a shop in my building. He gave special services to the ladies living in the building. One of them was to visit their house personally for measurements and delivery. Savita revealed the reason he did so during our conversation which heated up immensely. Savita: Shashi came to my house in the afternoon. He emphasised asking whether I was home alone at the time. I didn’t know what he was up to, but it took much time to realise. Me: If he did something inappropriate, then why didn’t you resist him? Savita: He’s irresistible! I mean the way he talks and moves his fingers on your body… uff! I was wet down there and would have given it to him if it wasn’t for Sunanda who rang the doorbell. Listening to Savita’s description of Shashi, I had a naughty idea of trying him. That afternoon, I called Shashi and asked him to visit my house for a dress measurement. Shashi came to my house in the next five minutes. He was wearing a kurta and a lungi. A measuring tape was hung around his neck and a short pencil stub fixed in the crevice of his ear. They made him appear like a diligent tailor. Since I was going to test his mannerisms, I was wearing a loose t-shirt and tight shorts that displayed my big hard tits and shapely big ass, respectively. I didn’t see any gleam in the tailor’s eyes when I opened the door. He was quite polite maintaining steady eye contact. I took him inside and stood in front of him. Me: The measurement is for that dress piece lying on the sofa there. The tailor picked up the dress piece and ran his slim and long fingers on its fabric. I recalled what my neighbour Savita had said about his touch but wanted to feel it to experience it. Shashi: Alright madam, I have inspected this dress. Now, I need the measurement of your graceful and curvy body (Making hand gestures resembling my curves). He was staring boldly at my figure without hesitation. I thought I understood his style of approaching women but waited for confirmation. Shashi stood in front of me and made me stretch my arms sideways. He then rubbed his palms right from my armpits, torso, ass cheeks, and finally all the way to my legs. Before I could say something, he stood behind me and grabbed my big boobs. I felt his pelvic area rubbing against my ass cheeks while he pressed my tits. His constant rubbing and pushing of his penis on my ass cheeks increased in intensity. Me: Is this how you usually check for measurements? Shashi: Women usually don’t say anything to me when I touch their body parts. I must say that I have never seen such a fine piece of beauty before. You ought to be a supermodel or something. There I had caught his diversion trick. Savita had told me the same thing when she was talking about Shashi. That bold pervert continued to caress my boobs. I was thinking about how to teach him a lesson. Shashi: Madam, I’m pulling your shorts to get a good view of your big ass. I don’t want it to suffocate in a wrongly tailored dress. He pulled my shorts while saying that and began to play with my ass cheeks. I wasn’t wearing any panty and it meant that he was getting a good view of my nude ass. Shashi began to rub his fingers against my ass crack. I felt it seductive but since it was not consensual, I felt that I ought to teach him a lesson. I turned around and grabbed his kurta while maintaining intimidating eye contact. Me: What game are you playing, you pervert? You have some temerity to have your way with women, I guess. Others may be tolerating you due to surprise and privacy, but today you have entered this lioness’ den. Shashi: I don’t get it, madam. How can such a beautiful woman doubt me? I mean, haven’t you heard me telling you how captivating your body is? You can see in what condition I am right now… His lungi had a bulge near his penis area. The son of a bitch tailor had a hard erection after touching me. Me: Do you want me to take care of that mister? (I teasingly asked him). I had now cornered him. His eyes started to show his sense of lust for me. He smiled and grabbed my pussy caressing my pussy lips. Me: I think our session needs a better place than this. Let’s go inside to conduct our hot business. I took Shashi to my bedroom and made him stand in front of my wardrobe. I told him to close his eyes and wait for me to get ready for the business. While he was standing waiting for the excitement with closed eyes, I grabbed two cuffs. I tied his hands in the cuffs and locked the other end to the wardrobe. He opened his eyes surprisingly to find himself trapped. I removed his lungi and saw his big black cock. I was glad to trap that lucky bastard. Me: Now then, if your cock becomes hard then you are in trouble mister. I removed my t-shirt and was standing fully naked in front of him. He closed his eyes to divert his attention from me, but it didn’t help him. Before the tailor knew what I was going to do, I began to twerk my big ass on his cock. I started grinding my ass crack on his cock head and press it hard while rubbing it. To add to his sensual stimulation, I began to moan and talk about the things I wanted him to do to my pussy and asshole. Within a few seconds, I felt his cock getting harder. Finally, his big black cock was pulsating, and it made my pussy wet! I grabbed his cock head and began to roll my fingers on it. Me: Before I do what I had planned to do with you, just remember that I am getting a free service.