His Plaything : From Senior To Slave Help or something else?

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Vivek’s gaze traveled from the tips of Ravi’s high heels to the top of his perfectly coiffed hair. “What the hell?” Vivek’s voice was a blend of shock and confusion.

Before Ravi could even think of an explanation, he heard the heavy footsteps of the approaching officers.

“Vivek, please,” Ravi begged, his voice trembling. “Help me.” Without a second thought, Vivek yanked open the door to his car.

The engine roared to life, and the tires squealed against the wet asphalt as they sped away from the chaos.

Ravi’s heart didn’t stop racing until the club was a distant memory in the rearview mirror. He looked over at Vivek, who was still trying to process what had just happened.

Vivek said, his voice laced with a mix of curiosity and bewilderment. “I’ll help you. But you’re going to have to tell me everything.”

Ravi nodded frantically, his heart still pounding in his chest as he pulled the pallu of his sari up to cover his face, effectively hiding his features.

“It started as a fantasy,” he began, his voice shaky but earnest.

“A way to escape the drudgery of my daily life. But it grew into something more… it became a passion.”

Vivek’s eyes remained glued to the road ahead, his grip on the steering wheel tightening with every word Ravi spoke.

His curiosity was piqued, but he couldn’t help the swirl of emotions churning inside him. His hand strayed to his crotch, adjusting his growing arousal.

The fabric of his pants strained against his erection, which stood tall and firm as a testament to his fascination with the transformation unfolding beside him.

Vivek’s gaze lingered on Ravi’s breasts, his eyes burning with intensity. Ravi instinctively pulled the saree pallu up, shielding himself from the unwelcome attention.

“How…how did this start?” Vivek asked, his voice husky.

Ravi hesitated, then shared his story. “It began as a fantasy, but grew into a passion. Tonight was my first time out as Urmila.”

Vivek listened intently, his hands restless, frequently drifting to his crotch. Ravi tried to ignore the subtle movements, but couldn’t help noticing the bulge straining against Vivek’s pants.

As they escaped the police, Vivek parked outside Ravi’s building. Ravi moved to exit, but Vivek’s grip on his hand tightened.

“Let go,” Ravi demanded, trying to break free.

Vivek’s grasp remained firm, Ravi’s bangles cracking under the pressure. “What are you doing?” Ravi asked, alarm creeping in.

“I helped you,” Vivek’s voice dripped with lust. “Now, I need something in return.”

Ravi’s heart sank, sensing the darkness beneath Vivek’s words. “What do you want?” he asked, trepidation lacing his tone.

“You want to play dress-up, fine,” Vivek whispered, his smile twisted with a hunger that Ravi hadn’t seen before. “But now, you’re going to play by my rules.”

With a swift motion, Vivek unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, revealing the bulging outline of his erection straining against his briefs. The sight of his junior’s hardened cock sent a jolt of electricity through Ravi’s body.

It was a moment frozen in time, the thrill of the chase and the danger of discovery now taking a darker turn.

Ravi’s eyes darted to the car door handle, and with surprising strength fueled by desperation, he managed to break free from Vivek’s grasp. He fumbled with the lock, his trembling hands slipping on the cool metal.

“Vivek, please,” Ravi pleaded, his voice a whimper. “You can’t do this.”

Vivek leaned back in his seat, a smug smile playing on his lips.

“Oh, but I can,” he said, pulling out his phone and snapping a quick picture of Ravi’s terrified, yet still strikingly beautiful, face.

“And if you don’t cooperate, well, let’s just say your secret will no longer be a secret.”

Ravi’s breath caught in his throat as the reality of his situation sank in.

The fear of losing his job, of the humiliation that would come with everyone knowing his deepest, darkest secret, was almost too much to bear.

He knew what he had to do but wasn’t sure if  he had the strength to do it.

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Hello readers, as you know my other two ongoing stories (luck by chance and The conqueror pleasure) are long stories and will have a lot of build up before the sexy stuff.
So I wanted to write a quick erotica to get you hooked up.

Please read and share your opinion on this one.

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