World’s New Sex Trends BDSM

Terrence Fernandes, popularly known as TF, is an Indian guy who is well versed with the new sex trends. He was born in Goa and stayed in the UK for many years. He was working for a European airline with flying duties. He remained unmarried for reasons best known to him.

But he was enjoying sex life with air hostesses and other ladies he could hook up. He spotted beautiful ladies flying in his flights, made friendship on the flight, took her contact number, and tried to hook up later. He had hooked up with many ladies of all ages from 20 to 60.

His preference was married aunties above 35 age. He had come on duty to my place, Mangalore, many times. Mangalore ladies are generally known for their natural beauty and attraction, apart from their simplicity and honesty. They are very sexy too.

No wonder if TF has been trying to hook up any Mangalore beauty. That day I was traveling alone to Mangalore in business class in the year 2014. I was 36 and my height 5’6.” My vital stats being 36-30-36, and my skin color very fair.

I was wearing an ultra-thin blue saree and matching blouse with exposed cleavage. As usual, my boobs were pointed and panty lines visible. Thanks to the Lovable brand and ultra-thin saree combo. TF was on duty on that flight. He took every opportunity to look at me.

As I am very social by nature, I responded by eye contact. He talked with me few times for no reason. We became friends and exchanged contact numbers before the flight landed at Mangalore International airport. After that, whenever he was coming on duty to any Indian city, he called me and talked.

Gradually audio talk changed to video talk. Few times I had stripped saree, blouse, and petticoat in the video call, on his intimate request. Our friendship continued like this. Of course, I had told him in the beginning itself that I am a married lady. My husband Vinod is an engineer owning a small-scale industry.

In the year 2015, TF left the service and came to Mangalore. He purchased three acres of land in a remote village 10 km away from the airport. It was a secluded place surrounded by hills on all sides but connected by road. He constructed a big house for his living and started growing fruits and vegetables.

However, he stayed alone. After coming to Mangalore, he met my husband and me. He became our family friend. In fact, my husband helped him in getting the land property and constructing a house. In that connection, he took every opportunity to visit our house and talk with me.

And he was successful in hooking up with me. He fucked me in my bedroom during day time when my husband was in his office. Yes, the same 9-inch dick which he had shown me in a video call.

Fucking was not an issue. Because we were already following an alternate lifestyle, and many guys had fucked me. My husband and I had swapped with many couples. We had done threesomes with single guys.

I alone had done one night stands with some guys. I had allowed some guys to fuck me without a condom and cum inside. We both have an open mind in this regard.

TF was a trained BDSM master. He got training in the UK. He had enough money to invest and free time at his disposal to start any activity. He planned to start a BDSM Centre on his farm. It was a safe place for such activities because it was away from the city and no other house is there in the vicinity.

He bought a lot of BDSM tools. In his house, he reserved one room, one hall, and one washroom for BDSM activities. He neatly arranged all BDSM tools in the room and furniture and fixtures in the hall, which were essential for BDSM. He fixed one dog cage outside the house, near the gate.

He spotted 2 young men and 2 young ladies and trained them as DOM and DOMINATRIX. They were to assist him in BDSM activities. TF was skeptical about the response from the people for BDSM as the concept itself is unknown to common people in India.

Only recently, it started gaining popularity all over the world, including India. Most people may be scared about the punishment part of the game. TF gave wide publicity through the internet. To his surprise, there was an overwhelming response from the educated class in the age group 35 to 65.

He explained BDSM in detail to everybody. Finally, he got some clients. All this happened in the year 2018. Now he has about 40 clients, mostly ladies and few men. He says ladies in the 40 -50 age group are crazy about BDSM.

Before starting the first session for a new client, he discusses the pro and cons with the client lot. He asks many questions, tries to assess the client’s pain tolerance level, and accordingly decides the punishment. His idea is that the client should enjoy the pain and humiliations and derive pleasure from them.

Because he does it in a planned way, his clients enjoy BDSM. They do not run away after one or two sessions. He says 3 lady clients around 45 age regularly come every month. They love to be treated like whores during the session and degraded by calling them, prostitutes.

In January 2019, he invited Vinod and me to visit his BDSM center. We visited. He showed all tools and explained how each tool is useful. Then he suggested both of us experience BDSM at least once. My husband was scared, but I decided to try.

My first session was fixed for next Monday at 10 AM. I drove my car and reached his place well in time. TF had entrusted to hold the session to his junior, Mr. Karan. Karan welcomed me and offered me a cup of wine. Then he told the following.

  1. You are my slave, and I am the master in the game.
  2. You must obey whatever I say.
  3. Whenever you address me, you should say, “yes boss,” “yes master,” “OK boss,” etc., in a submissive voice.
  4. If you do not follow these rules, you get punished.
  5. You will be humiliated and degraded. You must bear with it.

I agreed. Then he said, “You undress completely and be naked. I will come back in a few minutes.” Saying, so he went to his room. I removed my outfits and remained with a bra and panty. Through the window, he saw me in 2 pieces.

He said, “You must remove those 2 pieces. Nothing should remain on your body. Your entire body, including boobs, pussy, ass, everything belongs to me now. It should be open.” I felt shy but removed my bra and panty. I exhibited my pussy and boobs.

After 5 minutes, my master appeared before me. He was in BDSM dress code -leather jacket, leather short, leather belt, leather shoe, and a stick. He saw me standing naked with shyness and shame. I could not see him eye to eye.

He said, “You have good hair on your pussy. You look beautiful with black forest on white skin. But for BDSM, you should have a clean shaved triangle. It should be like a stadium. Next time you must come after shaving.”

Me: OK, master.

He: Now, let us start.

To begin with, he asked some questions. I had to give the correct answer. If the answer was wrong, he would punish me. He asked few simple questions about my family and me, which I was comfortable with. I answered without any hesitation, standing naked before my master.

Next, he asked very personal questions like.

“When was your first fucking, and with whom?”

“In how many days once you get fucked by husband?”

“Do you give a blowjob? Do you swallow cum?”

“How many guys have you fucked till now?”

It was embarrassing to answer these questions. I had no option for the last question but to tell a lie that only my husband has fucked me. I got beaten for telling a lie.

He: You have done fucking sessions with many, and you are a bitch.

Me: No. I am not bitch.

He: You are a whore. You are a prostitute.

(After the session, he told me that, “Abusing with these words is to humiliate. It will be there in every session. Every master uses these words in every session”)

After that, he spanked my buttocks until they turned red. He slapped my face. He handcuffed me. He told me to give a blowjob to a dildo, and simultaneously he fucked pussy with another dildo. He pulled me by the hair. Like this, the session continued for one hour, and then he declared the session as concluded.

I felt embarrassed but enjoyed it. I decided to have a second session. My second session was held after one month. Before going for the 2nd session, I went to a parlor and got my pubic hair completely removed through waxing.

In this session, the master added some more items. Blindfold, tying with rope, clipping, gagging, caning, whipping, collar, and the leash was done. I enjoyed them and decided to have 3rd session.

In the third session, TF was my master. He is a tough master. He gave difficult tasks and hard punishments. Caning was hard and painful. He kicked me with bootleg abusing me as a prostitute. He told me to do foot worship. It means licking his foot. I did it, but he was not satisfied.

He gave the punishment of clipping my boobs and pussy lips. Master told me to open my mouth, and he spits. Spitting was coupled with slapping and verbally abusing prostitutes.

He fucked me in all 3 holes. Mouth fucking was deep throat and made it difficult to breathe.  Ass fucking was very rough and painful. Vagina fuck was good, but he made a premature withdrawal to make me beg him for fucking.

In the 4th session, TF gave a golden shower. That means to pee on my entire body. It is a pee bath. Another item was, he blindfolded me and told me to lie down. He sat on my face without underwear. His ass hole was on my lips. I had to lick his ass hole till he told me to stop. This is called rimming.

Next, my master fixed collar belt and leash. He ordered me to walk like a dog. He held the leash and took me out one round in the field. He told me to lift one leg, urinate like a male dog, and finally caged me near the gate. I remained there for 3 hours.

In the end, there was hot wax. I was tied with a rope, and I had to lie down. TF brought a burning candle and dropped the hot wax on the sensitive parts of my body. I cried. He wanted me to cry helplessly. Apart from this, I had cried on 2 other occasions (i) when he caned me heavily (ii) during rough anal fucking.

For my next session, TF told me to go there two days before. He did not give me any food for 2 days and tamed me to obey him. In the 5th session, TF made my mouth his urinal and my throat the urinal pipe. I had to kneel down before him with my mouth open and hands tied to my back.

He pissed in the mouth, and I had to drink. After starving for 2 days without even a cup of tea, I drank his urine like tea. When some drops spilled out, I got beaten.

Also, I had to undergo the needle punishment. It is piercing my boobs and vagina lips with the injection needle. For this, I was not permitted to cry. He threatened me with more needles if I cry.

I have had a total of 5 sessions so far. And I am ready for the 6th session, which I expect to be tougher.

I want my husband also to attend few sessions and experience them. For him, a lady DOM will be there. She invariably does CBT (cock ball torture) to men. Let Vinod’s penis experience needle punishment once.

I am Shashikala, and my husband is Vinod. We are into all types of sex games. Vinod is an engineer having his own factory. I am a B.A., LLB educated lady, but not practicing as an advocate. I am a housewife. One may call me a whore also.

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