“We still have had a fair trade earlier, no. For an instance you are saying like, ‘because I had borrowed money when I was broke, now that you’re borrowing, the act turns humbling more than repaying.’ Is that what you are framing here pussycat?” The authoritative humor of Vani was impeccable.
Madhuri did draw herself to a smile, but she argued further, “those were different roles, don’t be absurd. This is your son we’re talking.”
The incredible composure of Vani stood still as she heard Madhuri’s dialogue come to end and replied firmly, “Tell me love, above anything, would you ever question the boarding school of your children regarding their academic scores or their growth as a student and a civilian?”
The corporate wisdom of Vani had put Madhuri to a few second of mum as she answered, “No. They’re top notch.”
“Yes exactly what I’m saying my dear, you are too, moreover our best and only hope.” The positive belief coming from Vani in her, only boosted her confidence. Vani added, “Would you be more reasonable now and less empathetic for heaven’s sake?”
Scarcely had Vani’s dialogue found an end before Madhuri intervened, “Don’t mind me saying this sweetheart, but I’m not empathetic at all, only rationally thoughtful. I love to redden his miserable ass and subsequently put him in place.” Madhuri was every ounce bold then.
Madhuri’s explicit language worked up on Vani, and it was seemingly Vani’s turn now to find ease. Vani recovered taking a moment, and replied, “now that we’ve hit the road, it’s time we must take all turns, right or wrong” Vani also finished her brandy and continued, “I’d demand to hear all of it Madhu. It’s not the case of right questions, for I hardly know their highest note, only you can be of assistance you see.” Vani, how she used ‘demand’, got Madhuri thinking triumphantly because it looked like she’d now give what she wanted to since the start, the knowledgeable confession.
“Thank you my love. You are helping me get it all out now.” Madhuri said it in a friendly tone.
Vani, without a flicker, saw her silently, and said, “Don’t mind me saying this darling, but I don’t mean to unburden you, my only aim is to obtain knowledge and nothing else. Please detail me through it.” Her set of words came out rather emphatically, which Madhuri wasn’t used to, but it was Vani after all, also either way she was getting to get it all out.
They asked for a refill, subsequent to which Madhuri started to narrate. From their first encounter at Shekhar’s college, to how Madhuri whipped him regularly; from deteriorating his status to a pet, to deflowering him anally; from making him study for most part of the day, to conducting strict tests and worse punishments on the follow up; from lubricating his throat with her golden shower a few times daily, to subjecting him to cuckoldery; Madhuri didn’t miss out on any detail orderly, and by the time her narrative ended, they were in the need of another refill, at least Vani was, for her eyes were little teary and had gone all soft too.
It appeared as a rude awakening perhaps on her, and the knowledge, that Vani had thought would only be taken in not majorly casually, didn’t barge in her subconscious being that casual as anticipated. Vani didn’t speak for a minute by the clock. Madhuri tried her hardest to tackle eye contact in that time, and when she had finally gathered the strength, the first eye contact afterwards got Vani to utter her first words.