My Destination, My Bondita

110 - The Fine Art of Self-Pleasure

Note: As the title suggests, this is a chapter about self-pleasure. It's educational, but also practical, so be prepared. ❤️

His proximity to her was already doing wild things to her body, so just the thought of what he was suggesting was making her body react with even more desire. 

"Sit up," he whispered, as she hid her face in his stomach. 

Bondita got up, a little shyly, a little nervously, but with very much more excitement. 

Anirudh moved back on the bed and rested his back against the headboard, opening his legs so that Bondita could come and sit in between. He was in his dhoti, but the style in which he was wearing it allowed him to spread apart his legs freely. 

Bondita sat in between his legs and leaned back, her back resting against his torso. Anirudh wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear from behind in quite a flirtatious tone, "I'll show you how to touch yourself." 

As her heart was beating with high levels of excitement, Bondita had an idea. An idea that she was sure was going to impress her Pati Babu so much that he would be completely amazed by her. The image of his proud smile was already flashing through her mind. 

Bondita blushed and softly asked, "What if I don't want to learn?"

Anirudh smiled and retaliated with, still in a flirty tone, "Bondita, are you going to skip your lesson?"

"No, what I mean is..." she started, blushing and turning around, facing him nervously. "You can't do these things without my consent. Only if I say yes, you can touch me or kiss me... just because you're my husband, doesn't mean that you can do things that I don't want to do." 

Anirudh looked at her with awe. A proud smile appeared on his face as he witnessed an enormous amount of growth in his Bondita today. Just over a year ago, she was throwing herself on him and demanding his attention because she was his wife. Just over a year ago, she didn't understand the importance of consent. It was only over a year ago that she had thrown away her self-respect and her self-worth, and made herself miserable over it. 

Now, his Bondita had grown so much -- not only in physical and emotional maturity, but she had also grown wise. 

"I'm proud of you Bondita! You are absolutely right," Anirudh told her proudly, making her smile. "Until you say yes, then nothing will happen. Even if two people are married, unless the wife is comfortable and willing, then nothing should happen. A wife should not only worry about pleasing her husband, or about pleasing society. Only when one feels comfortable and it's consensual, should any kind of sexual relations happen between a husband and a wife."

Bondita was so happy that she impressed her Pati Babu. The proud smile on his face was no less than a trophy for her. 

Anirudh just continued to look at her with amazement, and he whispered, "I'm so proud of you Bondita that I want to kiss you right now." 

"Then do it!" Bondita said immediately, looking at him with excitement. 

Anirudh laughed and raised his eyebrows. So it seemed like madame had only said this to impress him.

"I - I mean," she stammered. Then she blushed. "Pati Babu, it's a yes from me. You have full rights to touch Bondita's heart, her soul, and her body. You have every right to be present in every breath of mine. You have full rights to touch me in every way." 

She remembered what Manika Didi told her a long time back about reading the unsaid words on the other person's lips, and suddenly it all connected that she had been talking about a kiss. At that time, she had been unaware of what a kiss was, so it was hard to connect it, but after reading the romance novel and understanding what sexual pleasure was, Bondita was able to piece it all together.