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UPDATE 7
Subah ki soft dhoop bedroom ke sheer curtains ke paar se andar chhanni lagi thi jab meri aankh khuli. Mere body mein abhi bhi kal raat ki sensation ka halki si jhalak thi — uske touch ka, uski commands ka, uske punishments ka. Main slowly uthkar baith gayi, mere collar ki halki thandak mere neck pe mehsoos ho rahi thi. Us collar ke andar main secure feel karti thi… uske belonging hone ka sabse real proof.Kitchen se coffee ki khushboo aa rahi thi, aur maine andar jaakar dekha — Siya wahan already thi. Ek black tank top aur loose joggers mein, lekin uski aura — woh hamesha ki tarah — commanding thi. Usne mujhe dekha, uski aankhon mein woh familiar control ki chamak thi.
“Good morning, meri good girl,” uski awaaz mein teasing ka ek edge tha. Mere pair automatic uski taraf kheech le gaye. Main bas ek oversized tee mein thi, lekin uske saamne khudko hamesha thoda exposed mehsoos karti hoon — emotionally bhi, aur physically bhi.
“Breakfast ka plan kya hai?” usne casually poocha, lekin uske tone mein ek test chhupa tha. “Ya mujhe tujhe yaad dilana padega ki aaj tu meri liye cook kar rahi hai?”
Mujhe yaad tha. Har subah ka routine ab mistress ke hisaab se chalta hai. Maine thoda blush kiya aur fridge khola. “Pancakes banaungi, Siya. With extra chocolate chips... jaise aapko pasand hai,” maine kaha, apni awaaz mein poori shiddat se usko impress karne ki koshish chhupi thi.
Siya ne sofa pe baithkar coffee sip ki. “Hmmm... sounds good,” usne kaha, phir uski aankhen mere andar jhaankne lagi. “Lekin yaad rakh, agar pancakes perfect nahi hue… punishment mild se intense ho sakti hai.”
Woh smirk — meri spine mein ek jhalan daal gaya. Shayad main hi hoon jo is game mein addicted ho chuki hoon. Ya ho sakta hai ki uska hona hi mera addiction hai.
Main kitchen mein pancakes ke batter pe kaam kar rahi thi, jab uski awaz aayi — soft aur distracting, lekin calculated. “Batter thoda thick lag raha hai, Anu... sure hai tu handle kar sakti hai?”
Maine bas aankhen jhukaayi aur apna focus uske liye perfect breakfast banane pe lagaya. Jab pancakes ready hue, toh maine plate decorate karke uske saamne rakhi. Chocolate chips se smiley banane ki chhoti si koshish bhi ki — mujhe pata hai, usko meri innocence pasand hai.
Siya ne ek bite liya. Uska stare intense tha, jaise woh meri niyat tak dekh rahi ho. “Badhiya kaam,” usne finally kaha. “Tu meri expectations meet kar rahi hai, Anu. Ab baith jaa. Tujhe bhi khana hai.”
Main uske paas baith gayi, aur breakfast ke dauraan casual baatein hoti rahi. Lekin uska haath jab bhi mere haath se takrata, mera dil kuch zyada hi dhadakne lagta tha. Mistress ke touch mein ek alag hi command hoti hai — chahe woh soft ho ya sharp.
Breakfast ke baad usne plate uthayi aur sink mein rakhi. Phir meri taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein woh dark sparkle wapas thi. “Ab thoda training ka waqt hai, jaan. Ready ho?”
Woh box nikaal laayi — humara special wooden box. Sirf uska dekhna hi mere andar anticipation bhar deta hai. Usne mujhe rug ke centre mein kneel karne ka signal diya, aur maine bina kuch kahe obey kiya.
“Aaj ka rule simple hai,” usne kaha, uski fingers mere collar pe lightly tug karti hui. “Tu meri har baat bina hesitation ke follow karegi. Agar ache se karegi, reward milega. Nahi toh…” Usne smirk kiya.
Maine bas whisper kiya, “Yes, Mistress.”
Usne mere haathon ko soft cuffs se baandha, aur mujhe gently guide kiya — face down, ass up position mein. “Relax, meri jaan. Yeh sirf trust ka khel hai.”
Uska touch mere back pe slow stroke ki tarah aaya, phir usne flogger uthaya. Pehle uska soft trail mere hips pe, fir ek gentle “thwack”. Mere lips se ek gasp nikli, lekin main composed rahi.
“Count, Anu,” uski awaaz calm thi.
“One...” maine kaha.
Phir doosra strike, thoda stronger. “Two…” Ab meri voice mein tremble tha — pleasure aur pain ka exact midpoint.
Ten strikes ke baad usne flogger side mein rakha aur mere red skin pe apni thandi palm rakhi. “Such a good girl.”
Usne mujhe uthakar apne lap pe bitha liya. Vibrating wand uske haath mein tha, aur usne use mere inner thighs pe softly move karna shuru kiya. Har second mein tension badh rahi thi.
“Mistress…” maine whimper kiya.
“Patience, jaan. You’ll get what you need… when I say so.”
Aur jab finally usne wand ko mere sweet spot pe rakha, mera poora body ek sharp jhatke se hil gaya. Usne mujhe tightly hold kiya, vibrations ka control uske haath mein tha, aur mujhe edge tak le jaati rahi… fir uski command: “Come for me, Anu.”
Aur main… bas uski ho gayi. Shatter kar diya usne mujhe — again.
Usne mujhe blanket mein wrap kiya, couch pe cuddling ke waqt mere baalon mein fingers chalaye, aur forehead pe soft kisses diye. “Tu meri liye perfect hai, Anu.”
Main uski chest pe apna face rest kiya, body abhi bhi tremble kar rahi thi. “You’re everything, Mistress... I’m yours.”
Shaam mein humne dinner banaya, thodi wine pi, aur ek lighthearted movie dekhi jaise normal roommates. Lekin meri neck pe collar aur uski possessive glances mujhe yaad dilate rahe ki hum “normal” nahi hai — hum kuch aur hi hain, kuch zyada intense… zyada real.
“Kal university ke baad kya plan hai?” maine poocha, uske arm mein snuggle karte hue.
Usne ek mysterious smile diya. “Kal? Kal tu meri liye ek surprise plan karegi. Impress me, meri little sub.”
Aur main bas hans di. Kyunki Siya ke saath... game kabhi khatam nahi hota.
