Mary becomes my slave

Note this is a work of fiction and the names are fictitious as are the actions of the characters. The events described never took place outside the author’s imagination


Mary Becomes my Slave

Part 1

Hi, everyone I am Pavit from Mumbai

This story started back in 2013 when I was in my final year at college in Mumbai. We had several female lecturers, very intelligent clever ladies all of them but one stood out and in class I found my cock getting hard as I sat day dreaming about about our English Poetry lecturer Mary Halliday who was an English woman from the Yorkshire region who had an Indian husband.

She was very professional, homely rather than beautiful and she knew the limits of student lecturer relationship and friendship and she had been married to a senior lecturer for 4 years but he had gone to Kuwait to teach on a long contract. But there was that something special about her which I could not quite define.

I did nothing improper, I gave no indication of how I felt I was the perfect student or so I believed but one Wednesday everything changed.

I had a new cell phone which played movies and during one free study period I was watching a BDSM bondage and domination movie on my cell phone as I sat in the back row of the class room facing the end wall, I had my dick in my hand through my trouser pocket and I was day dreaming the girl tied up and being whipped and abused when suddenly I heard Mary’s voice saying “How dare you!” I thought it was a dream but she was really there and she grabbed my phone off me and stood staring at the screen for a moment before switching it off.

She put the cell phone in her pocket,, I begged her to let me have it back as it had all my contacts in it and but she refused saying she would report me to the principle and I was to go home at once and stay there.

My mother asked why I was home but I said it was free study and I did some work on my assignment.

I stayed home all Thursday but then my friend John came by around 5pm to say he had a message from Mary that I have to come to college on Friday if not she will take the issue to the Principal..

I went to college next day and during my first lecture there was a message sent for me to see Mrs Halliday after break and I was to meet her in the staff room during lecture period three.

I met with her as instructed and was surprised there were no teaching staff in the staff room. and we were alone as this was against college rules.

I promised that I would change my ways but she scolded me and said she had decided to take this issue to the principal and my parents, I begged and promised her that I will do anything for her to save me, “Anything?” she queried and to my surprise she asked me to come to her apartment on the next day, Saturday.

I had no idea what ‘anything’ was but I accepted it, perhaps I was to do menial duties, clean the pool like a wallah in days of Raj, but all I wanted was to keep my place in school, for parents not to know and get my phone back.

I went to her apartment in the new complex, all very shiny and modern, secluded a million miles from the street chatter and noise. It seemed she was living alone as her husband was aboard and her mother in law had passed away a year ago.

I rang the door bell, Mary opened the door, she was wearing a sari, it seemed strange an English woman wearing a sari especially a stunningly beautiful pink sari.

My heart raced, I was at once afraid for my future yet at the same time I was excited and even though I was in danger I felt a tremendous urge to peel the sari from her and push her agonist the wall and fuck her, but her stern voice brought me back to reality, “You are late!” she said, “Come in.”

I went inside the house she locked the door behind us and she asked me to sit.

I sat on the sofa, she sat down opposite me and asked me about the video and how often I watched those videos.

I told her I watched them occasionally when I was bored, and pleaded with her not to tell my parents of the principal.

She shook her head and asked me if I knew what type of sex video I was seeing.

“Yes,” I said, “It is BDSM,” she asked how long I was seeing those videos.

I said “Only since I have 3G phone.”

“And you like what you see, will you go on to do this to innocent girls unless you are stopped?” she asked, “Are you a danger to women and girls Pavit?”

I was shocked, almost frozen in fear for a moment,“It is a dream world, in real world is different,” I said.