My Handsome Submissive Slave From The Pub
Hello folks, I am back again with another spicy adventure I had with a handsome submissive slave. For those who don’t me – I am Simraan, an Indian girl, who is very innocent from the outside, but kinkiest of all at the inside! This story is about a submissive guy with whom I hooked up and had some real kinky fun. I love to spend my weekends partying around the city. I have some friends who love doing it and sometimes I love to go and make new friends out there. On many weekends, my parents visit our farmhouse outside the city, so I am practically all alone till Monday mornings. This is a story from one such fun weekend. It was a Friday night, I came home from work a bit early. The week had been hectic so I was all pumped up to bust the stress (and maybe some balls too) through the weekend. I called up a few of my friends but none of them was free that night. Mom and dad had gone to our farmhouse. I had an early dinner and decided to venture out for partying all alone. I took a nice long shower, I dried myself and walked naked to my cupboard and looked at myself in the mirror. “Some guy is going to have the time of his life tonight obeying this gorgeous body”, I thought as I gazed at my naked body in the mirror. I opened the cupboard and pulled out my favorite black Brazilian short panties. I wore a black one-piece, it had a nice fitting so it revealed my figure real nicely. I did not wear a bra and my tight boobs were well complimented by the dress. The dress was a bit revealing, showing the curve of my boobs when I bent down. It was a perfect combo to tease guys. I pulled on some fishnet stockings up my legs and wore my heels. I drove to a nearby pub, it was jam-packed due to the weekend rush. I found a nice spot near the bar and also met a few acquaintances. I ordered a drink and sat down looking around. The music was nice and there were people dancing around. Suddenly, a guy sitting beside me opened up a conversation. “Are you a local?” he asked. “As local as the first person in the city,” I answered with a smile. “I did not know they had such stunning ladies in this town,” he said in a firm voice. I was flattered. “Haha, you’ve got a good flirt game, I see.” “I am good at many games,” he winked while saying this. “Getting naughty already?” I asked as I inched closer to him. This guy was tall and one could see his jacked-up body through his tight shirt. He was wearing blue denim jeans and a blue shirt. I could smell his musky cologne as I moved closer. “By the way, I am Varun. I am new to the city. I got promoted and transferred to the city last week.” He spoke. We got to know each other through the conversation that followed. He happened to be a high-rank manager in a software firm in the city and a fitness freak too. We connected real nicely as we happened to have some common interests. He was a very open-minded guy it seemed. I noticed him glancing at my cleavage occasionally. To tease him, I bent down every once in a while. He kept on talking but took some quick gazes. Taking one such opportunity, I bent down as if to adjust my high heels and gazed at him suddenly. He was looking at my tits cupped by my dress. Me suddenly looking up, got him startled! He tried to say something, but before that happened, I stood up. “What were you looking at, huh?” I asked in a stern voice. “It’s impolite when someone is trying to show something so badly and you don’t see it,” he smirked while saying. I knew I had found my weekend-toy at that very moment. I placed my hand on his thighs and squeezed real hard. “Mommy doesn’t like just teasing, she needs a worthy man. If you know what I mean and think of yourself as a worthy guy, follow mommy,” I whispered this in his ear and left. I came to the parking lot and stood near my car. In no time, I saw Varun walking towards my car. He approached me and said, “I had no idea, I would get to explore my kinks so soon in the city. Where do we go Ma’am? You’ll have to give me a ride. I came here by a cab.” I simply sat in my car and he knew what to do. He sat in the car. I started driving. It was pretty late in the night. As we headed towards my home, there were very few people on the streets. “You know what Varun, guys don’t look good in their clothes in front of their mistress..” “Understood, ma’am,” he said as he started undressing. He took off his trousers first and then he took off his shirt. “Don’t worry, the windows are tinted. Outsiders cannot see through,” I assured him. His pecs glistened in the dim light, I could see his toned body. His dick was all up and left a precum stain on his undies. “You rascal, you’re already up. Did madam’s cleavage do this?” I held his dick like a gear shaft, over his undies. He kept mum and just looked at me. I spat on my palm and held it in front of him. He knew what to do and licked it off my hand right away. I drove with one hand and the other hand was pinching his nipples, twisting them and once in a while, squeezing his dick over his undies. He was quiet but moaned in pain every now and then. We reached my house, I parked the vehicle in my bungalow’s garage. I asked him to crawl down and follow me inside. I had picked up his clothes, so he was forced to get on his knees in just his undies and crawl behind me. I latched and bolted the door as soon as we entered. I pulled his hair and walked till the sofa, dragging him. I removed his shoes outside but walked in my high heels. “Hey cunt, this is my dungeon. You’ll serve me here,” I declared. “Okay madam, glad to serve you,” he replied. The guy bent down and kissed my heels. He looked at me and took off one heel and held my feet in his hand. He started kissing it and licked from my toes till my ankle. I was happy at his submissive attitude. I kept my other leg on his thighs as he licked.