Indian Femdom: Cruel Mistress & Slave Domination

Chapter 1: The Seeds of Desire In the vibrant tech hub of Bangalore, Tarun, a 25-year-old software engineer from Lucknow, adjusted his tie as he prepared for another day at his well-paying IT job. With an average look and a professional demeanor, he had carved a stable life in the city since moving there a few months ago with his wife, Ragini. Ragini, 27, a native of Lucknow as well, was a striking contrast—confident, smart, and always impeccably dressed, her body in perfect shape, exuding a natural dominance she didn’t yet recognize. The couple had married in Lucknow in 2024, their engagement a joyful affair filled with travel and shared laughter. But beneath Tarun’s calm exterior simmered a secret desire that had haunted him since college, seven years ago—a longing for femdom, for a dominant woman to control him completely. Before their marriage, Tarun had kept this fantasy hidden, indulging in femdom videos nightly, masturbating to the scenes of powerful mistresses. He feared Ragini...

Delhi ki subah ek khamosh tufaan si thi, aur Arjun ka dil ek bechain darr mein dooba hua tha. Meera ka control uski zindagi ka har pal ban chuka tha, uski har saans uski Rani ke hukum pe chalti thi. Kal raat ka torture—leather whip ke waar, uske swollen balls ka dard, aur ek chhote se glass pani ka “reward”—uske jism aur zehen pe ek nightmare ki tarah chhaya tha. Meera ka naya hukum—college mein public punishment mangna—uske dil mein ek zeher sa phail raha tha. Sabke saamne ghutno pe baithna? Kya kehte honge log? Meera ka agla plan kya hai? Yeh suspense uske dil ko kaat raha tha, lekin uska femdom junoon usse Meera ke kadmon mein liye ja raha tha, jaise ek tabeedar ghulam jo apni maut ka bhi intezaar karta ho. Arjun college ke liye taiyaar hua, uska jism dard se kaanpta hua, lekin Meera ke rules ke mutabik, usne apna luggage pehle hi uske apartment mein shift kar diya tha. Woh ab uske ghar mein rehta tha, nanga, uski har cheez Meera ke control mein. College ke corridor mein, jab usne M...

Delhi ki subah ek dhundli si thi, lekin Arjun ke liye, Meera ke Hauz Khas apartment mein har pal ek kaala tufaan tha. Uska jism dard se chur chur tha—swollen balls, jalte hue chest aur penis pe garam pani ke nishaan—aur uska dil ek bechain darr mein dooba hua. Meera ka control uski zindagi ban chuka tha, uski har saans uski Rani ke hukum pe chalti thi. Kal raat ka torture—uske balls ka crushing, zameen pe sote hue dard, aur subah ka garam pani ka attack—uske zehen mein ek nightmare ki tarah goonj raha tha. Lekin uska femdom junoon, ek shaitani aag, usse Meera ke kadmon mein rakhta tha. Woh ab uska permanent ghulam tha, uske ghar mein rehne wala, uske naye rules ka bandi—kapde nahi pehen sakta, bina puche na kha sakta, na pi sakta, aur har din college mein Meera ke saamne ghutno pe baithkar punishment mangna padta tha. Arjun ka dil sochta tha, “Ab kya hoga? Meera ka agla plan kya hai?” Yeh darr, yeh curiosity, uske dil ko kaat raha tha. Meera subah college ke liye nikli, apne designer k...

 Delhi ki raat ek gehri khamoshi mein doobi thi, aur Arjun apne chhote se room mein bed pe pada tha, aansuon se bheega hua. Meera ka torture—uske balls pe kicks, slaps, aur crushing—uske jism aur dil pe gehre nishaan chhod gaya tha. Usne raat bhar ro ro kar socha, lekin jab woh soya, uske sapne femdom ke junoon se bhare the. Meera ka control, uski commanding awaaz, uski polished nails wali ungliyan—yeh sab uske zehen mein ghoom raha tha. Uska dard usse door le ja raha tha, lekin uska femdom pyaar usse wapas Meera ke paas kheench raha tha. Subah jab woh utha, usne ek femdom video dekha, masturbate kiya, aur apne dil ke dohrah mein khoya raha—jaaye Meera ke paas ya na jaaye? Uska junoon jeet gaya. Woh college ke liye taiyaar hua, apna routine follow kiya—classes, Gurgaon ki IT job—aur raat ko Meera ke apartment ke darwaze pe khada tha, uska dil darr aur devotion se dhadak raha tha. Arjun ne darwaza khatkhataya, uska sar jhuka hua, ek perfect slave ki tarah. Meera ne darwaza khola, us...

Delhi ki raat ek gehri chhuppi mein doobi thi, aur Meera ke Hauz Khas apartment mein, baarish ki awaaz ek faint rhythm ki tarah goonj rahi thi. Arjun ka dil ab bhi us scene se toota hua tha—Meera aur Rohan ka intimate moment, jo usne galti se dekha tha. Dinner ke baad, jab Rohan apne ghar chala gaya, Arjun ne Meera ke liye saare kaam pure kiye—plates saaf kiye, kitchen chamkayi, aur Meera ke kapde neatly fold kiye. Raat ke 11 baj chuke the jab woh Meera ke saamne khada hua, uska chehra thakawat aur dard ka mixture. “Sab kaam ho gaya, Rani,” usne dheere se kaha, lekin uski awaaz mein ek emotional crack tha. Meera, apne satin ka Levis night suit mein couch pe baithi thi, uski perfectly polished nails haathon aur pairon pe chamak rahe the, ek true mistress ki tarah. Usne Arjun ki taraf dekha, ek chhoti si smile ke saath. “Good boy,” usne kaha, uska tone soft lekin commanding. Lekin uski aankhon mein ek spark thi, jo Arjun ko darr aur excitement dono deta tha. Usne apne baal peeche kiye au...

Monsoon ki baarish ne Delhi ko ek silver dhund mein lapet rakha tha, aur is vibrant shehar ke ek corner mein, Arjun aur Meera ka rishta ek naye rang mein badal raha tha. Meera, ek 20 saal ki college student, DU ke wahi campus mein padhti thi jahan Arjun, 21, apna second year pura kar raha tha. Meera ke chehre pe hamesha ek bold smile rahti thi, uski aankhon mein ek aisi chamak jo Arjun ke dil ko chhoo leti thi. Woh koi ordinary ladki nahi thi—uske parents, modern entrepreneurs, Delhi ke high-end boutiques ke maalik the. Unka open-minded gharana Meera ko apni desires ko embrace karne ki azaadi deta tha. Woh apne aalishaan Hauz Khas apartment mein akeli rehti thi, aur uska sapna tha ek aisi zindagi jahan paisa aur power dono uske kadmon mein hon. Arjun ke liye, Meera thi uski duniya. Paanch saal se uska dil femdom ke junoon mein dooba tha—woh videos, online forums, aur sapne jahan ek strong woman uski zindagi ko control karti thi. Jab Meera ne uske secrets jaan liye, usne ek game shuru k...

 Delhi ki baarish ne shehar ko ek dhundla sa roop diya tha, aur is vibrant chaos mein, Arjun aur Meera ka rishta ek intense, almost overwhelming dynamic mein badal chuka tha. Meera, 20, ek confident college student, apne DU ke din lectures attend karti aur Rohan ke saath masti mein guzarti thi. Rohan, uska charming boyfriend, uski zindagi ka ek bright spark tha—full of flirtatious smiles, coffee dates, aur moments jo Arjun ke dil ko chhedte the. Arjun, 21, apne femdom junoon mein dooba tha, lekin uski zindagi ek constant struggle thi—college ke assignments, Gurgaon ki IT job, aur Meera ke Hauz Khas apartment ke kaam. Har raat, jab woh thaka hara Meera ke ghar lautata, uska dil uski Rani ke liye seva karne ki khushi se bhar jata, chahe uska dil kitna bhi dard kyun na kare. Meera ka control Arjun ke jeene ka raasta tha. Uski har salary—20,000 rupees har mahine—Meera ke haathon mein jati, aur agar usse kuch chahiye hota, toh usse dil se mangna padta, jaise uski zindagi Meera ki khushi...