As Rudra and Roohi sat on the couch, watching a show together, Rudra turned to her and, while kissing her softly, said:
"Kya hua, Roohi? Tumhe kuch kehna tha?"
Rudra and Roohi had talked about exploring his dominant side and BDSM. Rudra explained that while he wasn’t fully into BDSM, he enjoyed being dominant and exploring filthy fantasies. They discussed everything in detail, and Rudra gave Roohi time to digest it all. Despite his own interests, Rudra gave Roohi the power to decide and move forward at her own pace.
Roohi replied “Haan, tumne kaha tha na ki mujhe jo humne discuss kiya, uske baare mein explore karna chahiye.”
Rudra nodded curiously, knowing that Roohi had been searching for information about the things they discussed. He might have noticed her looking at some naughty content and was intrigued by her curiosity.
Roohi continued:
“Jab main search kar rahi thi, mujhe apni pichhli roommate yaad aayi. Usne BDSM ke baare mein kaafi baar zikar kiya tha. Main ne usse baat ki thi.”
Rudra looked thoughtful, considering Roohi’s words.
“That’s interesting. Did she say anything specific that stood out to you?”
Roohi shyly replied:
“Haan, bahut si baatein. Usne bataya tha ki woh aur uska boyfriend BDSM relationship mein hain.”
"She gave me all the details. She talked about how much she loves following her boyfriend’s orders and making him happy. She’s really into the whole mix—being degraded, humiliated, and still treated like a princess. They even brought in a third person once."
Rudra looked at Roohi, sensing the uncertainty in her eyes. He knew he had to be completely honest to put her mind at ease.
"Baby, I know we’re both exploring, but you mean so much more to me than anything else. I got into this lifestyle out of curiosity, and while I don’t love everything about it, there are definitely fantasies I want to explore with you. But it’s only because it’s you. If you say no, I’ll stop, no questions asked.
Yes, I’m into the whole mix, but one thing I’m sure of—I could never involve someone else. You’re too precious to me, and I’m too possessive. You have no idea how much it drives me crazy when someone just looks at you; it makes me want to claim you right in front of them. So, how could I ever watch you with someone else? I know we’re both exploring, and there’s a lot you’ll enjoy, but I’m sorry, darling—not this.
I just can’t share you with anyone else."
Roohi felt a wave of relief wash over her, and it was clear in her eyes. The tension that had been building up melted away as she looked at Rudra, her heart finally at ease.
Roohi let out a small, shaky breath, her voice soft as she confessed, "You don’t know how much it relieves me to hear you say that. I was so scared you might want to involve someone else, but I’m glad you don’t. I don’t want that either."
She paused, her cheeks flushing as she shyly added, "Besides, I don’t think I’m capable of seeing someone else with you."
After a moment of comfortable silence, Roohi shifted slightly on Rudra’s lap and kissed, her heart racing as she gathered the courage to speak. With a deep breath, she finally admitted, her voice barely above a whisper, "Rudra, I also want to know what it feels like to be treated like a queen outside the bedroom and... like a slut in it. I want to be your slut."
Rudra was taken aback by Roohi’s confession, his eyes widening slightly as her words sank in. He never expected her to openly admit such a deep and vulnerable desire. For a moment, he was speechless, trying to process the fact that she has willing to share her fantasies.
He gently tilted her chin up so he could look into her eyes, still in awe. "Roohi, I will definitely do as you wish, my slut," Rudra said, his voice heavy with emotion. As he spoke, he captured her lips in a fierce, demanding kiss. The intensity of his kiss conveyed a powerful mix of his desire and deep affection. His lips moved passionately against hers, exploring with a fervor that made it clear how much he wanted to fulfill her desires and make their connection even more profound.
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to be continued
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