Ananya woke the next morning sore but glowing, her body still buzzing from last night’s discipline and reward. The memory of DomTej's voice, his hands, the way he took her… it was all burned into her skin.
She checked her phone.
DomTej:
Today, you will wear the black salwar I like. No underwear. No bra. Your nipples will ache for me all day.
Meet me at the cafe near Connaught Place. Obedience will be tested… publicly.
Don’t be late, meri little slut.
Her breath caught. Public? Could she handle that?
But her fingers were already moving, obeying, dressing, trembling with the thrill of being under his control.
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Cafe, Connaught Place – 4:30 PM
She spotted him immediately. A crisp white shirt, black jeans, eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses. He looked like a god among men.
She approached nervously.
"Good evening, Sir…"
Without looking up, he said calmly,
"Sit. And spread your legs under the table. Wide."
Her face flushed crimson. People were around, talking, laughing. No one knew what was happening under the table. She obeyed, her thighs parting slowly.
He slid his foot forward, the tip of his shoe pressing between her legs.
"Soaked already?" he smirked.
"Tum sach mein meri perfect slut ho, Ananya."
Her breath hitched. Her core throbbed.
"Sir… someone might see…"
"Let them. They won’t know you’re wet for your Master in public."
Then, he handed her a small remote.
"This is connected to a remote-controlled vibrator. You’ll wear it in the restroom. And when I press this button…"
He clicked. The toy buzzed to life.
She gasped loudly, almost spilling her chai.
"Now go. Put it in. And then come back and sit like nothing’s wrong."
___
20 Minutes Later
Ananya returned to the table, the tiny vibrator buried inside her, already making her squirm. Tej’s finger hovered over the remote.
With a devilish grin, he pressed the button.
Ananya clenched her thighs, biting her lip to keep from moaning.
"Good girl. Ab batao, tumhara kaun hai?"
"A-aap, Sir…"
"Zyada zor se. Main sun nahi raha."
"Aapke hi hoon, Sir! Sirf aapke!"
Her body trembled, nearing climax in the middle of the café.
"Don’t you dare cum until I say so."
She nodded desperately, fingers digging into her thighs.
After minutes of teasing—buzzing, edging, denying—he leaned close and whispered,
"Now."
Her body erupted. She shook silently, an orgasm crashing over her like a wave. Somehow, she held in the moan, her eyes watering.
"Good girl," he praised, gently stroking her hand.
"Now go to the car. I’ll take you home. Tonight, you’ll learn rope."
Author's Note
Pain that bites, pleasure that soothes—and in between, Ananya finds herself surrendering piece by piece. This chapter wasn’t just about restraints or impact... it was about trust taking root and boundaries beginning to blur.
If DomTej’s dominance made your heart race or Ananya’s submission pulled you in deeper, let me know. Vote, comment, and share your thoughts—your reactions mean the world.
Until the next spark of ink,
Lots of love
❤️violet_writzz❤️
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