Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Yes, apa." Rubina turned back to me. "Baba, come here. You don't need to hold your ears anymore. I am going to slap you before I return to the kitchen."

"Yes, choto bua." I dropped my arms to my side and walked over until I was standing right in front of Rubina.

"Show me your cheek."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"One! Thank you, choto bua. Please slap me again."

"How pathetic is he!" Rubina told Rashida. Both the maids laughed.

SLAP!

"Two! Thank you, choto bua. Please slap me again."

Rubina slapped me quite a few times, leaving large red imprints of her hand on my cheeks, all the time watched by Rashida, who had an amused look on her face. I had to count and thank Rubina for each slap.

"Your punishment is suspended for now, baba." Rubina told me, after she was done slapping me. "Put your pants back on and go back to your studies."

"Yes, choto bua. Thank you, choto bua."

The party was a big success. My parents were known as social entertainers, and it was a Friday night. There was a band with live music, good food, and nice weather. One of two of my mom's older friends commented I looked rather red in the face - and teased me that I must be quite the drinker. I laughed nervously. The party ended quite late, and I slept in Saturday morning. The weekend passed by uneventfully, and on Monday morning I had to drop off my parents at the airport (they were going abroad for a business conference for a week). The whole day I was in college, and I returned in the evening, around 7 pm. I showered, had a meal that Rashida had made for me, and then went to my room to study. Since my parents were away, I was expecting the girls to start their punishments early, but the clock struck 10 pm and they were still watching TV. I kept on studying, realizing that at 10.30 pm sharp I would have to report to Rashida's room.

At 10.25 pm, just as I was about to get up, the door to my room suddenly opened, and Rashida walked in. As always, I instantly stood up.

"Salaams, bua." I greeted her.

"Baba." Rashida gave me one simple command, but highly effective. "Strip!"

"Yes, bua."

I undressed quickly. My T-shirt was placed on the bed, and then I rolled down my pants and stepped out of them. Rashida then walked over to a cabinet on the other side of a room and picked out a belt of mine.

"Baba, chair, now! Assume the position."

I stood with my hands gripping the seat of my chair, bent over the backrest, with my butt sticking out, completely naked, and at the mercy of my maid servant.

LASH!

LASH!

LASH!

Before I could even draw my breath, or murmur a count, Rashida belted my butt, whipping me thrice.

"Ow! Ow!" Was all I could say, as Rashida thrashed me.

"Three strikes will do for now. Keep still, baba."

"Yes, bua."

I heard her exit for a minute, and then she returned with a cane. As she swung the cane and tapped it against the palm of her other hand, Rashida asked me, "Baba, did you pay my cell phone bill on time yesterday, like I had asked you to?"

Oh no, I had completely forgotten about it! I confessed to Rashida that I hadn't.

SWOOSH!

"One! Ouch! Thank you for the caning, bua. I am so sorry I forgot. Please cane me again."

SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Rashida caned me nine more times, leaving me gasping for breath, before she decided that was enough caning, and she would continue the rest of the punishment in her room. She glanced at me, taking in my nudity and the redness of my bum.

"Come, baba. We are going to my room."

Leading me by the ear, and twisting it when she wished, Rashida led me through the house. As I was being hauled to her room, Rashida told me about tonight's punishments.

"Baba, over the last year I have noticed it's been mostly me who has punished you." She noted. "Even though Rubina spanks you at times, it's been under my supervision. Today, I am going to teach Rubina how to punish you when I am not around, so she can do a good job."

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"Yes, bua." I replied humbly.

Rubina was already seated on Rashida's bed when we entered her room. She smiled when she saw us, no doubt anticipating a fun night for her, and a painful night for me. Rashida left me standing at the door and took a seat at her dressing table.

"Baba, go to the corner and stand there."

So I slowly went over to the end of room and stood in the corner, naked, facing the wall, with my back towards my maids.

"You can use whatever implement you want to spank him." Rashida was telling Rubina. "But remember to only hit the fleshy part of his buttocks. Here, I'll show you."

I could hear the bed creak as Rashida got up. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her grab a marker from her table.

"Here," She carefully marked two Xs on each of my butt cheeks.

"That's where you can spank him with a cane, or a hair brush, or my new favourite, the chappal."

"Yes, apa." Rubina was learning.

"But, here," Rashida now tapped around the X on my ass with her fingers. "This is the zone you can only hit with your hand. And here," Rashida's fingers traced the crack of my ass and stopped when she reached the top part where the crack started. "This is a no-hit zone."

"Yes, apa."

I wondered how Rashida knew so much about spanking. This was more than just corporal punishment - yet she knew so much about techniques, hitting areas, etc. Especially curious given that just last year, she was simply my old, poor, maid servant. I realized there were many things about Rashida I didn't know.

"Before spanking," Rashida was continuing her lessons. "Always examine baba's nice, spankable butt cheeks to make sure he's fine, and ready for the spanking."

I felt Rashida's hands on my bottom cheeks. She massaged them and cupped them, and even spread them apart to show Rubina my asshole. Rashida then reached below and ran her fingers over my scrotum and penis, giving me a couple of strokes before withdrawing her hands.

Rashida then ordered, "Baba! Bend over the chair so that we can start your spanking."

"Yes, bua."

I walked over to the chair in front of the dressing table and assumed the position, with my bottom sticking out so that my maids could punish me.

"Such a delightful slave boy." Rubina commented with a smirk. "Always ready to accept his punishment."

"But he should make sure he does what we tell him to do." Rashida replied. "Like paying my phone bill."

Rashida approached me and took out her chappal, slipping it into her right hand.

"Baba." She walked over to stand in front of me. I was now bent over, my face prostrated to her; she grabbed my right ear with her left hand and twisted it sharply.

"Did you sniff at our panties in the laundry basket today?" She asked, sending a chill running through me. This evening, I had seen the laundry basket outside the washing machine room, and there were a bunch of old, tattered panties there. I had correctly deduced they were the maids', and for some reason took a couple and sniffed them for some time, before putting it back in the basket. Again, I wondered how she knew.

"Yes, bua. I am so sorry, bua, it won't happen again."

WHAP!

Rashida had struck my left cheek with her chappal, still holding and twisting on to my right year.

"Ow... ow..." The blow stung my cheeks. Hastily, I remembered to count.

"One! Thank you, bua, please slap me again."

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

Rashida continued to hit my left cheek, all the while twisting my right year. It was incredibly painful, to assume the position and then to have your maid servant strike your face, your cheek, with her slipper.

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"Never do that again." Rashida told me, leaving my ear alone and moving around to my behind. I lay there whimpering and sniffling. Half of my face was now bright pink.

"I am going to spank baba with the chappal." Rashida instructed Rubina. "Notice how I start and then continue. I will spank him going from cheek to cheek, so that his ass becomes uniformly red. Baba's a big boy now, so you can spank him hard. Just make sure he doesn't squirm a lot. Baba, spread your legs."

I spread my legs as instructed, exposing my hanging penis and balls. Rashida tapped my butt cheek with her slipper.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

The blows kept coming. Rashida, true to her word, alternated between each ass cheek. I gripped the seat of the chair firmly and held on, breathing deeply to fight against the pain.

"Now, you try it."

Rashida dropped her slipper on to the floor, and put it on the feet. Rubina came to stand at my ass. She took her own chappal in her hand.

Rubina's spanking stung my poor bottom even harder, and she tried to follow Rashida's instructions as I started to cry. Tears rolled down my eyes as Rubina hit my buttocks with her footwear, again and again and again.

"His bottom looks pretty red now, should I stop spanking him?" Rubina asked Rashida.

"Give him a few more swats, then you should stop," Rashida answered. "He's a big baby, don't pay any attention to his tears."

After a couple more swats, my spanking stopped. Rubina then walked around to my front, and just like Rashida, she twisted my ear with one hand, and slapped my face with the other.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

All my cheeks, the ones on my face, and the ones on my butt, were now red from slaps. I was ashamed to lie there, butt in the air, powerless to stop my maids from slapping my face or spanking my bottom as they wished.

After Rubina was done slapping me, Rashida told her, "After I end one spanking, and before I begin the next spanking, so say I am switching from spanking him with a hair brush to having him over my knees, I always have baba stay still in whatever position he was receiving the spanking, so that he can contemplate on his mistakes."

Rashida had me stay still, while I really wanted to rub my bottom. After some time, Rashida again grabbed me by the ear, and led me to the bed. She put a huge pillow on the centre of the bed - a type of pillow known in Bengali as kolbalish.

"I want you to lie on the bed, face down, your nunu on the pillow, so your butts are sticking up." She ordered.

"Yes, bua." I conformed to her wishes, the pillow raising my bum high in the air for my spanking. Rashida then told Rubina to hand her a hairbrush.

"Baba," Rashida asked me. "Did you masturbate today, this morning?"

"I ... I ..."

"BABA!" Rashida's voice was sharp. "You shouldn't be embarrassed to answer the question. You are lying here naked on my bed with your bum on view, and you are being spanked by your maid servants. What could be more humiliating than that for you? Now, I have asked you a question. Did you masturbate this morning?"

"Yes, bua." I admitted. "I know you told me not to masturbate today, I am so ashamed."

"You will first get 20 swats of the brush from me for your disobedience," Rashida told me. "And then from Rubina as well."

SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!

The spankings hurt, but what was also more embarrassing was that I was spanked in this fashion by one of my maids as an instruction piece for my other maid. Rubina took over after Rashida was done, and she spanked me even harder with the hair brush. I could only whimper and cry as they went after my butt.

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"How does it feel, baba," Rashida asked me, gently stroking my hair while Rubina spanked my butts, each cheek at a time, "To be spanked by a girl who is merely your age, and who until recently was just a normal maid servant?"

SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!

"And what is Rubina spanking you for, baba? You masturbated. How does it feel to have to disclose such intimate details to your maids, and then be punished for it?"

SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!

Finally, as I lay on the bed weeping, Rashida told Rubina that for the final punishment she would have me on her lap, over her knees, for a hand spanking.

"You can lie over my lap now, baba, for your spanking." Rashida told me, seating on the bed. So over I went.

"You don't need to count, or thank me for each spanking." Rashida told me. "This is going to be a good beating, so just take a deep breath and bear through the pain."

Rashida clamped my penis in place between her thighs and started to spank me hard. Her spanks went from cheek to cheek, first starting softly, and then growing more intense.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Your butt is turning a nice shade of pink, but it will be totally crimson by the time I am finished with your spanking." Rashida continued to spank my bare butt, but also stopped now and then to caress my warm butt.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I was squirming about a lot as my ass got warmer and warmer, but tried to stay in place.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"I'm not happy that you have to endure a spanking like this." Rashida said. "But it's for your own good."

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

My ass was on fire, and once again I was sobbing uncontrollably. This was without doubt the harshest punishment my maids had given me. When Rashida paused for a minute, I thought my spanking was completed, but then she rebuked me for moving from my position.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

Finally, I was allowed to stand up. I stood there, naked as the day I was born, sobbing, my cheeks stained with tears, and my ass a fierce red, while my maids, fully clothed, stood on either side of me, their hands running down my butt cheeks, examining the results of their handiwork.

I could then hear Rashida's small wall clock strike twelve. It was midnight. I had been punished and spanked for over an hour and a half.

Both my maid servants now put an arm around my waist. Rashida was hugging me from my right, while Rubina was hugging me from my left.

"Baba!" Rashida leaned gave me a wet kiss on my right cheek. "It's twelve o'clock. Happy Birthday!"

I had completely forgotten!

Rubina kissed my left cheek, and wished me many happy returns of the day. In the middle of my tears, a grin lit up my face. Rashida saw the smile and laughed.

"How did you like your birthday spankings, baba?"

"Oh ... bua ... I ..."

Both my maids laughed as I blushed a bright red.

"Now his face and his ass - they are both red." Rubina exclaimed, grinning. "Not just from the slaps either, hehe."

Rubina exited the room and returned moments later, with a small birthday cake and my camera. The cake was placed on a small table in Rashida's room. It was the first time I blew out the candles on a birthday cake, and cut the cake, while being completely naked. As Rashida remarked, I was in my birthday suit on my birthday cutting my birthday cake - the circle was complete.

Rubina took some pictures, me the birthday boy, the naked male and my two maid servants on either side - the clothed females - and the cake. Rashida took pictures as I fed Rubina and she fed me, and then Rubina took pictures while I fed Rashida and she fed me the cake. Both maids kissed me again and again, and I was also allowed to hug and kiss them on each cheek. Rashida even allowed me to touch and squeeze her boobs, while she took pictures of my well spanked bum.

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Rubina then had the bright idea of smearing some cake on her feet and having me lick the cake off her toes. It turned out to be a fun game as Rashida joined in - I was licking their feet and eating cake for quite some time. Then Rashida had an idea of inserting a piece of the cake between her legs - pretty soon I was eating her and Rubina out.

Rashida then told me to once again lie across her lap, over her knees. This time, instead of spanking me, I felt her hands applying some type of cream to my sore ass. It felt quite soothing as she rubbed the cream all over my well spanked ass cheeks.

Rashida then made me stand in front of her, and smeared some of the cream on my dick. She then knelt and took my penis in her mouth. She then wrapped her arms around my butt and started to lick my cock, and move her lips up and down. Rubina also reached and stroked my scrotum. It didn't take long and soon I started to cum in my love Rashida's mouth. She was swallowing it completely. After finally expelling the last drop of semen in her, I felt drained, but happy.

I reminisced the evening - I had my cheeks slapped, and then my butts belted, caned, spanked with a slipper and a hair brush, and then had been put over the knees of my maids and given a bare bum hand spank. It ended with foot licking, oral stimulation of my mistresses and finally a blow job. It was my best birthday ever.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Chapter 07

Invading my maids' intimates has its consequences -- Tarek.

It was raining when I finally got home in the evening. The rain had been a welcome respite from the usual October heat we had been experience lately. I had spent the whole day with my friends. It was our mid semester break. Early this August we had all gone to different universities. I was studying right here, of course, but others had gone to Delhi, Mumbai, and some even US and Canada. The ones who had remained in India had headed back to the City of Joy for this week, so we were making the most of our time together.

Right before I was about to leave the fathering, my older maid Rashida had called me.

"Baba." Her voice was harried, as if she was in the middle of a dozen things. "I need you to get certain things from the shobji market."

"Now, bua?" I made a little irritated sound. "I will have to take a taxi from the mall, and then another ..."

"Baba." Rashida's voice suddenly developed a little steel. "Are you going to disobey me? It's Thursday. When you report to my room tonight, I will remember this little incident."

"Yes, bua. I am sorry, bua." Immediately I acquiesced. "Please tell me what you need, and I will bring it."

"That's more like it, baba." Rashida gave a little snicker. "Remember that even though I am your maid servant, and you are my employer, you are still my little bitch slave boy, and you better act like one."

"Yes, bua."

The maids and I have an interesting, if complicated, relationship. For the most part, they did leave me alone. They did all of their duties as the maids. They even cleaned my room. This despite the fact that I was repeatedly getting my ass reddened by them. I knew I had willingly surrendered myself as a slave to them, for them to slap, spank, cane and enjoy. But at least I had maids.

Lately though, I had noticed that Rashida was starting to give me some of the housework that was part of their duties. Nothing major, just little bits here and there. She would ask me to make my bed some mornings, for example, or take out the trash. Or like today, she wanted me to get some stuff from the market. I was also judged on these tasks, so if I failed to do them to her satisfaction, I was severely punished as a result.

Right now I made a mental list of the things Rashida wanted. After our adda ended, I headed for the market. When I got home later that evening, the door was opened by Rubina, the younger maid.

"Choto bua." I greeted her. I leaned in to give her a kiss -- a respectful peck on her cheeks.

Rashida had made some rules on how I was to greet the maids when I would come home, if my parents were not in the house. With Rubina, I was to give her a respectful kiss on each of her cheeks. With Rashida, I was to kneel, bend down and kiss her outstretched feet. After that, I was to stand up and if she wanted, give her a peck on her cheeks as well. If I ever forgot this little greeting, I was immediately summoned and slapped. This was one instruction though, that I followed to the letter. After all, which red blooded Indian man would refuse to kiss a lady, even if it was a platonic peck on the cheeks? Especially if those plump cheeks belonged to my shapely maid Rashida.

Currently my parents were visiting relatives in Hyderabad and were scheduled to return tomorrow morning, along with a bunch of some of my cousins. Hence my maids had been busy preparing for that visit with cooking and cleaning, which was also why I was ordered by Rashida to pick up some groceries.

"Choto bua, here are the groceries bua wanted." I told Rubina after greeting her. Perhaps my lips lingered on her cheeks for just a moment longer.

"You can put them in the kitchen." Rubina replied, latching the door.

For a moment, just a moment, I watched Rubina as she had her back to me while shutting the door. Her sari wrapped around her body, hugging it tightly. Her thin waist could be seen. Her hair was loose and fell to her waist. Her bum jiggled slightly as she went on her toes to fasten the door lock. She really had a nice figure. A young, firm and fit body, that of a woman in the prime of her youth.

I felt a stirring in my loins. I knew for some time now that I had a lust for Rubina. With Rashida, my older maid, it was pure love. I loved her. I loved her plump figure. I loved her fat thighs. I loved her Rubenesque body. I would do anything for her. With Rubina, the younger maid, it was pure lust. I would love to spend ten minutes with her just banging that tight body.

Alas, that would never be, I told myself. I had been humiliated and disgraced too much in her eyes to ever cherish any hope that she would even think of entertaining me in her bed. In her eyes, I was not fit to be a man. She was my maid, but she had nothing but scorn for me.

Hastily I put all thoughts of a nubile young Rubina from my mind and made my way to the kitchen.

Rashida was nowhere to be seen, so I placed the groceries on a table there and went to my room. I took some time to change, and then went to the bathroom to freshen up, before heading back to my room to chill. It was still a couple of hours to 10.30, which is when I was to report to Rashida's room.

Suddenly the door to my room opened. It was Rashida.

"Ras... bua!" I hastily corrected myself. I had almost taken her name by mistake! Immediately I stood up from my chair.

Rashida had sweat on her forehead. Her hair was matted and stuck to her head and shoulders. Her sari clung to her big body. I could see her navel and waist. She was panting slightly. My guess was she had been mopping and cleaning the guest quarters. I could see a slight dampness in her blouse, just under the armpits. This was the woman I loved deeply, and yet she didn't love me that way. To her I have surrendered myself, yet that has only resulted in her contempt for me. Rashida's chest heaved as she breathed and I could see her big boobs rise and fall under the tight blouse. The sight of my buxom maid, hot and sweaty, was turning me on, but I remembered my instructions.

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Prostrating myself, I immediately kissed her right foot. I pressed my lips to her ankles, and then kissed the area just above the toes, and then kissed her big toe. I repeated the action with her left foot. I then stood up, waiting to see, hopefully, if she would beckon me to kiss her cheeks. Instead, she raised her right hand and caught my left ear in a vice like grip.

I stood there as my maid servant punished me by pulling my ear.

"Baba." Rashida remarked, somewhat sadly, as she twisted my ear. "Why do you do this?"

"Bua... I ... OW!" I yelped as my maid servant pinched my earlobes before tugging my ear.

"You did not bring everything I asked for," Rashida calmly continued to bend my ear. "When I tell you something, HOW MANY TIMES I HAVE TOLD YOU, you pathetic fuck, that I want things to be obeyed properly! YOU HAVE TO PAY ATTENTION, you fucking piece of fuck!"

"I am sorry, bua, I ... OW"

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Rubina enter the room, grinning. She was enjoying my punishment. Me? I was wondering what I did. What I missed. And how my voluptuous older maid servant was punishing me, the son of her employer, and my other, younger, maid servant was watching, grinning.

"Don't you feel ashamed, baba," Rashida scolded me as she held my earlobe between her finger tips, "getting a kaan dola from your maid? Your kaajer meye? Where's your sense of self respect?"

"I ... I am sorry, bua." I mumbled. Rashida never punished me unless I deserved it, so I wondered what I had done.

"Rubina." Rashida let go of my burning ear and turned to the younger maid. "Baba ke nangta koro. Strip him."

"Yes, apa."

Rubina stood behind me. I could feel her hands on my buttocks, feeling me up through my pajamas. This is what men usually do to women on crowded Indian public buses. Place a hand on their buttocks and caress them through their clothes and later claim it's an accident (of course nowadays the public will beat you up if you try this). Rubina was now caressing and cupping my butt cheeks. Suddenly, in a swift motion, she pulled down my pajamas which fell to my ankles, exposing my bare genitals.

"Look at his pathetic nunu," Rashida said, reaching out and gently stroking my manhood. "It's trying to get erect, even as he knows we, his maid servants, will punish him."

Rubina stripped me off my T-shirt as Rashida continued to play with my balls and penis. I stood there awkwardly, now completely naked. Rashida's gentle touches on my cock was having its affect, even though I knew I was in for some serious spanking. Rashida then let go of my balls, raised her hand and once again caught hold of my ear.

"Come, Tarek." Rashida told me in a soft voice.

"Yes, bua."

Rashida led me by the ear to the drawing room. It was painful. Rashida was a big, powerful lady, and she kept a strong hold on my ear as we walked, twisting and pulling it, and occasionally sharply pinching the earlobe.

"Get in here Tarek." She told me, dragging me by the ear. I stumbled and followed her into the drawing room, even as she kept wringing my ear. If anyone could see me now, naked, being led around the house by my ear, by my own maid servant woman!

"Oh, my God, I can't believe you are such an embarrassment to me, Tarek." Rashida gave my ear a final twist and then pointed to the floor. "Kneel! Get down on your knees, baba."

"Yes, bua." I meekly went down on my knees onto the floor. My cock rubbed against the inner sides of my thighs. Rashida looked at me with disgust and nodded to Rubina.

Rubina now came around Rashida from behind her and stood directly in front of me. My younger maid, who was of my age, reached out and cupped my chin, forcing me to look up at her.

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"Apa said," Rubina pointed at Rashida, "She wanted four bags of sugar. FOUR! And what did you get us?"

She let go of my chin. I kept my eyes fixed on the floor in shame.

SLAP!

"Look at me when I am talking to you!" Rubina yelled at me, as she raised her hand to strike me again. "You pathetic loser!"

I immediately looked up at my younger maid as she commanded. My right cheek was getting instantly warm where Rubina had slapped me.

SLAP!

"I am sorry, choto bua." I looked up at her, my cheeks stinging as she hit me on the other cheek with the back of her hand now.

"Answer the question."

SLAP!

One again Rubina struck me powerfully across my face.

"How many bags did you get us?"

SLAP!

"Er ... one, choto bua." I answered. "I am so sorry, I didn't hear ..."

SLAP!

"One bag." Rubina said. "That's what you got."

"Er... yes, choto bua. I'm very sorry, it completely slipped my mind that bua had told me to bring four. We usually just get one at a time."

Rubina, remaining bent over so she could peer into my eyes, gently rubbed my cheeks with her dainty hands.

"How does it feel, baba, to get slapped by me?" She giggled. "The usually brash and loud young man, now meekly kneeling on the floor, at the mercy of his little maid."

SLAP!

"You could have avoided this whole embarrassing situation, baba, had you simply paid attention."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"One bag! You didn't pay attention to what Rashida apa said, baba."

SLAP!

"Er ... yes, choto bua. I'm sorry, choto bua."

Rubina paused slapping me and looked Rashida. Rashida thought for a moment and then stepped forward. Rubina left me alone and walked back. Rashida now stood in front of me and caught hold of my ear once again.

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"Baba." Rashida spoke slowly, yet her voice was angry as she twirled my ear. "Please stand up."

"Yes, bua."

Rashida hauled me to my feet by the ear. Her fingers were now slowly caressing my ear.

"Baba. I am once again giving you a kaan dola. One would have thought you should be ashamed of getting your ears pulled by your maid servants by now."

"I am sorry, bua."

Rashida then gently patted my cheeks.

"Your young maid servant, one who is your age, really, just slapped you for being careless and making mistakes in the shopping." Rashida lovingly stroked my cheek. "Do you like getting slapped by young women, baba?"

I kept my eyes cast down in shame, and my mouth shut. What could I say? As a result, I never realized Rashida had now raised her hand, or foresaw the slap until she had hit me.

SLAP!

"And how, baba ..."

SLAP!

"... are we to make a cake ..."

SLAP!

"... with ONE ..."

SLAP!

"... bag of sugar?"

"I ... I am so sorry, bua." I mumbled, my cheeks now sporting bright red marks as Rashida slapped me again, and again. Whereas Rubina's slaps had been strong, Rashida's were fast and furious.

"Baba." Rashida paused in her slapping. She had now raised her hands and was tying her hair back in a bun. The way her arms were raised and bent allowed me to look at her arm pits. To my delight, there was a wetness in the blouse right where her arm pits were supposed to be. Oh, how I longed to bury my nose there and sniff her there! However I didn't say anything as Rashida looked first at me, then at Rubina.

"Rubina," She finally said. "I'm going next door. I want to see if Farida has some extra sugar I can take."

Farida was the maid of the house next door. Though she was much older than Rashida, the two were firm friends.

"Yes, apa." Rubina replied, then she had a suggestion. "Why don't you call Zarine, apa?"

Zarine was the daughter of the paanwala who had a stall down the street. He also sold a few groceries. I knew Zarine also worked as a part time maid on one of the houses down the street.

"I tried calling Zarine already." Rashida replied. "She's not answering. I think they closed early due to the weather."

Rashida walked around me until she was standing behind me. Her hands lovingly patted my bare bum.

"Rubina." Rashida instructed, cupping my butt cheeks in her hands. "Spank baba properly. Punish him for everything he did this week and keep punishing him until I return."

"Yes, apa." Rubina answered. Usually Rashida was the one who took care of punishing me properly. Rubina then asked, "Are you going anywhere for long, apa?"

"Just Farida's," Rashida replied. "But I will chit chat and talk with her for some time before coming back."

Rashida then groped my behind.

"Baba," She told me. "We know what you did yesterday afternoon."

A chill went through me. It seemed Rashida had her eyes on me at all times. I didn't have any secrets in my own house.

"I am sorry, bua ..." I started to say, but Rashida shushed me silent.

"Don't apologize now." She laughed, and patted my bum again. "Apologize when Rubina is whacking your butt."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

So saying, Rashida left. I heard the main door open and then shut. Rubina came and stood near me. She slowly raised her hand.

"Come." Rubina told me, holding me by the ear. "Baba, you have a lot to be punished for tonight."

I, naked as the day I was born, was standing in my living room while my fully clothed young maid servant was twisting my ear angrily.

"Yes, choto bua." I replied, my face penitent. "I am sorry, choto bua."

Rubina led me, by the ear, through the house, from the living room in one end of our mansion to her room in the servants' quarters. Along the way she gave me a mouthful.

"It's October now, baba." She told me, giving my ear a painful twist. "It's been more than a year since Rashida apa started to punish you. And still your behavior leaves much to be desired."

"I am really sorry, choto bua." I told her, fully repentant. "It won't happen again."

"Tsk tsk." She replied, pulling my ear painfully. "And look at your little nunu! It's erect! You actually like it when we punish you, don't you, baba."

"No, no, choto bua." I lied, although my manhood gave it away. "I honestly don't like to be punished."

"Well, we will see about that. By the time I am done with you tonight, baba, you will wish you spoke the truth!"

We reached the door to her room. Rubina let go of my ear to unlock and open her door. I stood there, naked, a cool breeze flowing through the hallway and making me shiver, watching the young maid take the key from the pile of keys tied to her sari at the waist, select one and open the door. As soon as the door was open, she turned back to me.

"Tonight it's just you and me, baba." She told me. "Rashida apa has gone to visit Farida, and your parents are away till tomorrow. I really didn't want to punish you without apa being present, but now I have to, it seems."

"Yes, choto bua, I understand." My eyes were now cast down at the floor in shame.

"Come here." Rubina led me inside and pointed to the bed. There was a pillow in the middle of the bed. Rubina put another pillow beside it.

"Get on the bed," She commanded, "And get on your haunches. I want your tummy resting on these pillows. Your little penis should be between the two pillows. You should be on your haunches, prostrated, so your pasa, your bum, should be high up in the air."

"Yes, my choto bua."

I did as she instructed. I climbed on the bed, on the soft mattress, and placed my legs on either side of the pillows and knelt down, before placing my palms on the mattress. I was now on my haunches, prostrated, on all fours like a dog, with my ass sticking out. My position left every part of me badly unprotected. My legs were spread apart, with my balls hanging in between, completely visible. My penis was touching the space between the two pillows. My bum was humiliatingly exposed to my young maid servant girl. It was embarrassing that Rubina, if she wanted to, could peer into my asshole.

I shuddered slightly as Rubina placed a hand on my back. Slowly she rubbed my back until her palm rested on my left butt cheek.

"What a nice big pasa you have, baba." She taunted, patting my bum. "How many times have you been spanked on this bum in the last year, Tarek?"

I realized just how comfortable Rubina had become in calling me by my name. A year ago she would have trembled in fear if I had just called her, and rushed in, eager to please. Now here she was, patting my behind, getting ready to spank me.

"So, Tarek," Rubina giggled, "Do you even know how many times Rashida apa has whacked your big fat pasa?"

It was a rhetorical question, so I chose not to answer. Rubina laughed, and patted my other butt cheek.

"I could swear," She said, her forefinger slowly tracing a circle around my sphincter. "That both Rashida apa and I have spanked you multiple times for sniffing our panties from the laundry basket."

"Yes, choto bua." I replied.

I was ashamed, not only because I was being punished, but because once again Rashida seemed to know that yesterday afternoon I had been doing something so perverted, so dirty, like sniffing the maids' unwashed panties from the laundry basket.

Rubina's hands snaked its way across my buttocks and went downwards. I gasped as she grabbed my nuts and gave them a light squeeze.

"I am going to punish you, baba, in a way that you will not do this again." Rubina told me ominously. "I hate punishing you for the same thing again and again, Tarek. Unlike Rashida apa, both my patience with you, and my love for you, is non-existent."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Er ... yes, choto bua. I am indeed sorry, choto bua. Please have some mercy on me."

Rubina laughed, and raised her hand. I grimaced, expecting a sharp smack on my bum.

WHAM!

"OWWW!" I yelped, as her hand came down sharply not on my rear, but on my balls. "OWWW!"

"Is that what you say?" Rubina asked me, chastising me. She raised her hand and struck me again.

WHAM!

"OWWW! Choto bua, please!" I cried out. "Not my balls!"

WHAM!

"OWWW! Choto bua, please, have mercy!" I cried out. "Please forgive me!"

WHAM!

"OWWW! OWW! OWWW! Choto bua, please, not my balls!"

Rubina cupped my balls and kneaded a testicle between her fingers.

"Why not your balls, baba?" She asked innocently. "Does it pain a lot?"

"Yes, choto bua." I wailed. "It hurts!"

WHAM!

"Ow! Ow! Ow!"

"Then," Rubina grinned, as she squeezed my testicles hard. "You will remember next time you want to repeat that same vile act."

"I won't repeat it again, choto bua." I cried out as she squeezed hard. "Please, choto bua, don't hit me there."

WHAM!

WHAM!

WHAM!

WHAM!

I was screaming and crying as Rubina hit me there again, and again.

"Please, choto bua, please! I beg of you!"

Rubina let go of my balls, and inserted her right forefinger into my anus. I felt it go deep, and the finger wriggled around, poking me painfully inside here and there, and then she took it out. Tracing it over my body, she held it at my lips.

"Lick this clean, Tarek."

"Yes, choto bua."

It was the ultimate humiliation. I was being forced to lick her finger that had just been inside my own ass. Ignoring the rancid odour, I put my lips around that finger of hers and sucked and licked it clean.

"Good." Rubina rubbed her wet finger across my cheeks. . I was still in the same position, head down and bum up, on my haunches. She then came around so she was facing me, and patted my cheek.

Rubina then raised her hand as I watched her warily.

SLAP!

A harsh sting spread across my right cheek. This young woman, my maid servant, had slapped me.

"One." I dutifully counted. "Thank you, choto bua, for the slap. Please slap me again."

"Do you remember, baba," Rubina asked me, patting my other cheek, "When Rashida apa first punished you, what did she punish you for?"

"Yes, choto bua, I remember." I replied.

SLAP!

"Two! Thank you, choto bua. I am so sorry. Please slap me again."

"You were masturbating." Rubina told me. "That is why Rashida apa punished you. Something else that you have been forbidden from doing, yet still you were doing it yesterday."

"Yes, choto bua. I am so sorry. It's just that-"

SLAP!

"Three! I am so sorry, choto bua. Thank you. Please slap me again."

"You are an inferior being, Tarek. You are a piss-poor excuse for a man. You need to understand that you are inferior, baba. You are a complete and utter failure as a man."

SLAP!

"Four! Thank you, choto bua. I am so sorry. I understand, my queen. I am worthless. Please slap me again."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"You don't deserve to fuck any woman with your pathetic nunu, baba." Rubina mocked. "That's why you masturbate."

SLAP!

"Five! Thank you, choto bua. I am a pathetic man, choto bua. Please slap me again, choto bua."

"Winners fuck. Losers masturbate."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"Six! Thank you, choto bua. I am so sorry. Slap me again, please."

"What do you think about when you masturbate, baba?" Rubina asked. "Do you ever picture your future wife getting fucked by a strong bull like man?"

SLAP!

"Seven! Thank you, choto bua. I am so sorry. I sometimes masturbate to ... er ... thoughts like that, choto bua. Please slap me again."

"Do you think of your future wife lying in bed after a long night of hot sex with another man, sprawled naked and sweaty, cum running down her thighs, and smirking with glee at the thought of you, an inferior wimp?"

"Sometimes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"Eight! Thank you, choto bua. I am so sorry. Please slap me again."

"This is why you masturbate, baba. You'll never get laid. You don't deserve to. You are an inferior man."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"Nine! Thank you, choto bua. Please slap me again."

Rubina leaned in and grabbed my chin with one hand.

"So, when you know Rashida apa regularly strokes you to an orgasm after your Thursday punishments, why did you masturbate?"

I looked at her big, wide, angry eyes.

"I am sorry, choto bua. It's just ... she didn't do it last week ... and I was so full of cum ... I just..."

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

Rubina slapped me four times, fast. Her hand was a blur. With one hand holding my chin, her other hand struck my left cheek, and then the back of her hand struck my right cheek, before she repeated once more.

"We maids don't like to clean your clothes only to discover cum stains there." She said. "I want you to remember this pain the next time you decide to masturbate."

"Er ... yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

"Ow." I finally mumbled. "It hurts, choto bua."

"Oh does it? I want it to hurt. I want it to sting, Tarek."

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

"I am going to slap you until your cheeks are so bright red." Rubina laughed. "And if anyone asks, you can say you didn't make your maid servant happy."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

"Choto bua, please have mercy on me." I begged. "My life's only purpose is to serve you and bua. I want to make you happy. I will remember your instructions, choto bua."

Rubina paid me no heed and continued to slap me a few more times. Then, finally, she let her hand rest on my slapped cheeks, before slowly caressing my body as she moved along to stand behind me. Once more her palm rested on my bum cheeks. She patted my behind, before slowly starting to fondle my balls. Despite my abject and utter humiliation, I started to get erect again.

Rubina then went around and once again caught hold of my ear.

"Stand up, baba." She commanded, pulling me by the ear.

It was hard to keep my balance, with my ear being yanked and twisted, while trying to rise up from my bent over position and then get down from the bed. Finally I was standing up, with Rubina viciously giving me a kaan dola. She then pointed to a chair across the room.

"Go ahead, go to that chair and place your hands on the chair. You know what position to assume."

"Yes, choto bua."

I did as she asked, and bent over the back of the chair, my hands resting on the seat.

"It's been a while since I punished you properly." Rubina said, picking up the cane. "Almost two months since I caned you."

I gulped.

"Yes, choto bua."

"I gave you numerous chances." She said. "And yet you have continued to aggravate me. There's going to be tears coming out of your eyes, baba."

WHIP!

"Ow!" I cried out. Rashida always started with a slow warm up. Rubina, on the other hand, started out with a ferocious strike. And I knew it was only going to get harder from them on.

"You have continued to frustrate me," Rubina complained. "I have no desire to discipline you, but you force my hand."

WHIP!

"Ow... choto bua, I am so sorry."

"I have been forced to look the other way, hoping Rashida apa's punishments would keep you in line, but no."

WHIP!

"I am really sorry, choto bua."

"I am frankly tired." Rubina said. "A girl should be able to put her panties in the laundry without a pervert sniffing it, IN THE HOUSE SHE IS LIVING!"

WHIP!

"I am so sorry, choto bua. Please forgive me, I beg of you."

"I am going to let you suffer until I hear the sound I want, baba."

WHIP!

"And the sound I want to hear ..."

WHIP!

"... is the sound of you apologizing because you realize ..."

WHIP!

"... just how badly I can cane you, Tarek!"

WHIP!

"I am sorry, choto bua. I don't know what came over me! I saw the basket ... and I thought ... it would be naughty thing to do..."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"You are very selfish, Tarek. I don't like this attitude of yours where you think only your thoughts and your urges and your desires matter."

WHIP!

"I will see how long your behavior remains like this. Rashida apa is too lenient with you, I think."

"I am so sorry, choto bua."

WHIP!

Rubina continued to cane me, alternating on each butt cheek. My ass was now very, very red, stinging and burning, and I was wailing. My punisher was right. I had tears pouring out of my eyes. Finally Rubina paused and knelt down next to me.

"Oh, don't take it so personally." She laughed, wiping away my tears.

I must have been a sight, lying across the chair's back rest, my butt up, very red and blistered. Rubina stood up and patted my butt.

"I love to whip your butt when you displease me." She said, cupping my butt cheek. "Let's begin again, shall we?"

Then she seemed to have another thought.

"You know what, baba?" She tapped my butt with the cane. "Stand up."

"Ye-y-yes, choto bua." I gladly accepted the pause in my caning. "Thank you for not continuing to cane me, choto bua."

I stood up, stretching slightly as I had been in that bent over position for too long.

"Come here." Rubina reached up and grabbed my ear, and led me back towards the bed. Leaving me standing, she sat down on the bed.

"Kneel down in front of me."

"Yes, choto bua."

I was in pain. My knees were cramping up, and when my heel touched my battered bum I jolted slightly. My ass was blistering from the caning.

"Kiss my foot."

"Yes, choto bua."

I immediately began kissing her feet. Her cane rested on my back, as I bent down and slobbered over her ankles, toes and heels, making sure to lick and kiss each and every inch of her feet.

"Alright, look up."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

Rubina slapped me. Again.

I should have known she would do that. More than Rashida, Rubina loved to humiliate me by slapping me. It was her way of taking revenge on society for making her a maid and me a rich boy.

SLAP!

SLAP!

"Do you know, Tarek, that I don't really like you?"

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"I don't really know why I don't like you."

SLAP!

"I just know that you are a dirty pervert."

"Yes, choto bua. I am sorry, choto bua."

"You are not really sorry, baba."

SLAP!

"If you were sorry, you wouldn't go sniffing through our laundry basket for our panties, Tarek."

SLAP!

"I am sorry, choto bua. I really don't know what came over me. I just saw them and-"

SLAP!

"I really like slapping you, baba. Do you know why?" Rubina asked.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Why, choto bua?" I replied, even though I knew. Because you are a sadist, Rubina.

SLAP!

"Because," Rubina smiled "I like to wipe that stupid grin off your face."

SLAP!

Rubina now leaned forward and cupped my chin in her left hand. She sharply held my chin and made me look up to her. Her eyes were wide and angry.

"Look, baba. I am not really interested in these little shenanigans." She told me. "I know Rashida apa makes you count, and you know I just want to slap you. But for now, start counting ... and from one."

"Yes, choto bua."

"As I was saying," Rubina raised her hand as she spoke, "I am generally not interested in you. I don't care about you, I don't care enough to beat you or punish you. I want really nothing to do with you."

SLAP!

Her hand came down sharply on my already stinging cheeks. She was holding me firm by the chin, so I couldn't really flinch. My left cheek bore the full brunt of her strong slap.

"One!" I mumbled. "Thank you, choto bua, for the slap. Please slap me again."

"You are a pathetic person." Rubina said. "I don't even understand why you obey us so meekly. Why, when I slap you, you thank me and want another one. But that's the way Rashida apa has trained you and who am I to argue."

SLAP!

"Two, thank you choto bua." I painfully counted. "Please slap me again, choto bua."

"What I know is that you are a disgusting person. I mean, who goes through their maids' dirty laundry? Who sniffs their dirty panties? To think, I have even seen you take your little nunu out and rub the panties against it."

I cringed in shame. It seemed fun and naughty when I was doing it. It certainly didn't seem that way when my maid was slapping me for it.

"I am sorry, choto bua."

SLAP!

"Three. Thank you for slapping me, choto bua. Please slap me again."

"And look at this society. At my luck. I am the same age as you, yet you are supposed to be the master and this society has made me your maid. I have to clean your house and sweep your floor and make your bed. Well, at least I can slap your pathetic face, can't I?"

"Er ... yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"Four. Thank you for slapping me. Please slap me again, choto bua."

"I saw you the other day looking at my bum, when I was bent over and mopping the floor. Does my bum look interesting to you, baba?"

I didn't answer. I couldn't answer. What could I say? Luckily, Rubina didn't wait for the answer. She slapped me again.

SLAP!

"Five. Thank you for slapping me, choto bua. I am sorry, choto bua. Please slap me again."

"You are lying, baba, when you say you are sorry." Rubina declared. "You are lying."

SLAP!

"Six. Thank you for slapping me, choto bua. Please slap me again."

"Oh, shut up." Rubina said. "Stop counting. I don't want to hear your voice."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"I just heard your voice, Tarek."

I remained silent. What could I say?

"Open your mouth, Tarek."

"Yes, choto bua."

Rubina then took a deep breath.

SPIT!

"How does that feel, baba?" She taunted, as I felt her saliva on my face and on my tongue.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"It's ... good, choto bua." I lied.

SLAP!

"I think you are lying, baba." Rubina laughed. "Why are you breathing so fast, baba?"

"I ... I ..."

SLAP!

"I don't know, choto bua."

SLAP!

"I don't know." Rubina imitated me. "You don't know because you are stupid, or because you are excited to be punished but don't want to admit it?"

"I am stupid, choto bua."

SPIT!

Rubina spat again at me.

"If I catch you looking at my bum again, you see what I do to you."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"Do you understand, baba?"

"Yes, choto bua."

For a moment, Rubina just held my chin. It was at that quiet moment when we heard the front door open and close. At this time of the night, it could only be Rashida returning.

"Stand up." Rubina ordered. "Go stand in that corner. Face against the wall. I am done with you for tonight."

"Yes, choto bua."

I stood in the corner for what seemed like an eternity, even though it was really only five minutes or so. Then Rubina's door opened and I heard Rashida enter. The maids talked softly to each other, and then Rashida came and stood beside me. I then felt her fingers on my ear lobe, pinching it tightly.

"Come, baba." Rashida commanded, with an authoritative voice.

"Yes, bua." I meekly replied.

Once again, Rashida's hand was on my ear, holding it firmly, and leading me away. The good news was that Rubina was done with me for the night. The bad news, I thought, as Rashida twisted my ear and led me by my ear to her room, was that Rashida might, just might, decide that wasn't enough.

We walked into Rashida's room, my maid firmly holding me by the ear, until we stopped near her bed. Rashida let go of my ear, and rested her hand on my shoulder. Gently, lovingly, her hand followed the contour of my spine down my body, until it rested on my buttocks. As she brushed my bum, I flinched as her hand made contact with my well caned behind.

"I can see that Rubina has caned you well." She remarked drily, patting my aching bum.

"Er ... yes, bua."

"Was that for masturbating yesterday, or for sniffing our panties, Tarek?" Rashida asked.

I blushed despite myself. Here I was, naked, standing in my maid's room while she was patting my bum and discussing my punishment by the other maid.

"I ... I don't know, bua." I replied.

"Well." Rashida came around and now stood directly in front of me. Her hands were now gently caressing my genitals. My cock was getting harder as she played with my balls.

"I still have to punish you for forgetting the sugar, baba." Rashida told me, kneading one of my testicles on her palm.

"Er ... yes, bua. As you wish, bua. You know I am your slave, bua. I am so sorry, bua, for not listening to you."

Rashida gave my penis a final tug, and then sat down heavily on the bed.

"Here we go again, Tarek." She looked up at me. "Come here. Put yourself over my knees."

"Yes, bua."

Rashida rested her hands on my buttocks.

"I am very tired, baba." She said. "I don't want to hear your voice, really. You have caused me so much pain when I saw you sniffing my panties."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"I ... I am really ..."

"So," Rashida interrupted me. "I don't need to hear you count, or thank me, or ask for another one."

"Er ... yes, bua."

Rashida's finger traced its way on my bum, before she raised her hand.

SPANK!

Her hand came down fast on my left butt cheek, causing me to yelp in pain as it landed exactly where Rubina had caned me.

"Ow!" I could not help myself as I squealed.

"Don't you have something else to say?" Rashida asked me drily.

Didn't she ask me to be quiet, I thought. Um, what should I say?

SPANK!

"OW! Er ... I am sorry, bua."

SPANK!

"Sorry for what, baba?"

SPANK!

"Ow! I ... bua ... I am sorry for sniffing the panties, bua. Also sorry for masturbating, bua."

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

"What about forgetting the extra bags of sugar, Tarek?"

SPANK!

"OWWW! Yes, bua." I gulped. "I am sorry for forgetting the sugar."

SPANK!

"And making me go to Farida's house in the rain."

SPANK!

"Yes, bua. I am sorry you had to go out in the rain, bua."

Rashida stopped her spanking for a moment and squeezed a portion of my right bum.

"Does that hurt?"

"OW! OW! OW! Yes, bua. Please stop, bua."

SPANK!

SPANK!

"Stop this early, Tarek? I think not! Have you learnt your lesson?"

SPANK!

"Yes, bua. I think I have."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

SPANK!

"But you will do it again, baba."

I was silent. Rashida raised her hand and spanked me hard and fast.

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

Each spank hit me before the sting from the previous one yet had to die down. There was almost no time in between; Rashida hit me quickly, one after the other.

SPANK!

SPANK!

"Are you crying now, Tarek?"

"A little, bua."

SPANK!

SPANK!

"Then I must make you cry a lot, baba."

"I am sorry, bua."

SPANK!

SPANK!

"I really don't like to have Rubina punish you for long, baba." Rashida told me. "She likes to beat you because she likes it. I punish you because I have to."

"Er ... yes, bua. I know, bua."

SPANK!

SPANK!

"I would rather punish you myself, baba. Still, I don't mind Rubina beating you proper when you anger me so much, baba! You had the audacity to sniff my panties!"

"I am really sorry, bua."

SPANK!

SPANK!

"In the olden days, slaves who served women had their balls cut off, so they wouldn't let their desire for these women come in between their tasks. You are lucky, Tarek, that you don't live in those times."

"Er ... yes, bua."

SPANK!

SPANK!

"I know that you will always feel a desire and lust for our bodies, baba. We are strong women. I can understand your desire, Tarek. What I cannot stand, is you acting on those desires either by sniffing our laundry, or trying to peep in when Rubina was showering"

"I am so sorry, bua. I will never do it again."

SPANK!

SPANK!

"Now I want you to really think about why you wanted to sniff my panties. What did you think would happen?"

"I wasn't thinking, bua."

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

Finally, Rashida asked me to stand up.

I stood there, naked, embarrassed and ashamed. My buttocks were on fire, and paining with a stinging pain. I was sniffling, trying to hold back tears. My eyes were gazing at the floor in humiliation, unable to meet my maid servant's look.

Rashida was sitting calmly on the bed. She was adjusting the pleats of her sari, which had rumpled when I had lain over her knees. Her boobs bounced under her blouse as she fiddled with the buttons and then swung her head back. Her eyes, as she looked at me, were filled with pity and disdain as she took in my pathetic shameful condition.

"Baba." She said. Her voice was soft, matronly, and loving.

"Yes, bua?"

"Are you ashamed?"

It was a rhetorical question.

My maid servants had punished me severely for the last two hours. They had stripped me stark naked. I had been dragged by my ear across my own house, with no respect accorded to my status as their employer. My younger maid servant had then vigorously punished me for the better part of those two hours. She had slapped me, verbally taunted and insulted me, whacked my balls, caned me and spit upon me. My older maid servant had then put me across her knees and spanked me. Every part of my body, from my bum to my cheeks, had marks of punishment and were severely stinging. Of course I was ashamed! I was the master of the household! Yet I was being put in my place by mere maids.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Yes, bua. I am really ashamed. I will never, ever, EVER even think of sniffing your panties, bua. I know that is my action that caused you the most pain."

"Then it is time for your reward."

I looked up at her, confused.

Rashida had stopped fiddling with her blouse buttons. That's because it was now open from the front. She placed her hand over her humongous breasts, and gently popped out the left breast from under the bra. To say I was surprised was understating it. My eyes locked on to the sight of her bare left breast, and the erect nipple.

"Come here, baba."

As if in a trance, I walked up to her.

"Sit down on my lap."

I did as she asked. I sat down on her lap, my butt resting on her thighs. I fought back an urge to scream as my blistered behind came in contact with the silk of her sari.

"Baba."

Rashida tenderly cupped my balls.

"Do you think you have been punished enough, baba?" She asked me, gently kneading my balls between her thumb and forefinger, as one would roll a ball of dough. "Was all of this humiliating enough for you, slave?"

"Yes, bua." I answered honestly. "Especially my punishment by choto bua."

My younger maid, a young woman who was actually younger than me, had completely dominated and ruthlessly punished me.

"Next time I don't want any complaints from Rubina." Rashida told me. Her hands had moved from my balls to my dick. She wrapped her hands around my flaccid member and started to softly stroke it. I started to respond to her touch and get hard.

"I only want you to observe our tone of voice, or the disapproving look in our eyes," Rashida continued. "And you should understand, and control your actions."

"Yes, bua."

Rashida started to pump my cock with her hands. I sat there, naked, on her lap, helplessly getting harder and harder. It didn't matter that my maid had just humiliated me. She was letting me cum, and for that I was grateful.

"Oh, bua!" I couldn't help but gush, as my feelings overwhelmed me. With a grunt, I started to cum. I erupted all over her hand, thighs, and the bed. By the time I was there, her lap was a mess.

"Get up, baba." Rashdia ordered, rubbing her hand on her sari. "I will see you next Monday."

"Yes, bua."

"And don't forget to pay my telephone and mobile bills."

"Yes, bua."

I would remember these instructions, I vowed. I had learnt my lesson today.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 08

Due to my exam results, my maid decides to teach me a humiliating lesson - Tarek.

I was dreaming.

I MUST have been dreaming because I was in bed. With my maid, my mistress, Rashida.

I was naked.

She was naked too.

YES!! I was in bed, NAKED, with my NAKED maid, Rashida.

In my dream, Rashida's eyes were shut. She was moaning. I could see her sweat as she writhed around on the bed. The fingers of my hand were buried deep in her pussy, and Rashida was softly purring. She was loving what I was doing to her. My fingers twirled in her love canal, wet with her juices and desire. I was masturbating her, and she was gyrating furiously on the bed.

I withdrew my fingers. Rashida, still caught in the throes of her passion, did not notice it immediately.

And then, swiftly, without thinking, I jumped on top of her and in one move, plunged my rock hard manhood into her.

"BABA!" Rashida was stunned. "WHAT THE HELL!"

I began to pump her furiously. My dick rammed through the folds of her innermost chambers and finally, my flesh was meeting her flesh.

"Oh, bua." I gushed. I loved my maid. I loved my mistress. I wanted to do this to her for a long time. I wanted to fuck her. And now I was fucking her.

Rashida's face was one of surprise and shock as she realized what was going on.

"Baba, stop NOW!"

I hugged her tight and kissed her all over her face. She started to say something in anger, but my rigid penis was now tunneling its way deep down her very wet passage.

"Omph!" She cried out as I plowed deeper and deeper into her. "Baba! Stop! I ..."

I moved my butt back and eased out of her a bit, before pummeling her again and again with my manhood.

"Oh, bua."

"Ah... Baba ... please don't do this..." She cried out without much conviction. "Baba ... no! Stop now and I will forget this ever ..."

Instead, I picked up the pace. My hands were around her, holding her in a tight embrace. I planted kisses on her fleshy cheeks and her lips and bit the nape of her neck.

"Oh, baba! Oh, baba! OH BABA! STOP NOW! I am ORDERING you!"

I raised myself and slammed into her, again and again, me penis burrowing deep into her. Rashida's huge hips began to gyrate. She was now subconsciously matching my thrusts. Her arms were now around me and her nails clawed deep into my back.

"Oh, baba! Baba! Baba! Baba! Baba! Baba!"

Even if Rashida did not want to be fucked by her slave boy, someone she used to call a bitch and kutti, someone she used to slap and spank, she was now succumbing to her desires. Her body, having teased and tantalized my penis for so long, SO LONG, was now beyond her control. Rashida was craving for a man to give it to her, and give it to her good. And I was giving it to her good.

I kissed her eyes and her cheeks and then planted my mouth on hers. My lips crushed her pouty lips and my tongue found hers and wrestled with it. We kissed passionately, exchanging wet saliva as my hips slammed into her again and again. The air was filled with the sounds of the fast, furious, rhythmic creaking of the bed springs and the loud, orgasmic moans of my chubby maid servant as I pounded her, again and again. Her eyes were now shut as my balls slapped repeatedly - thunk! thunk! - against the flesh of her thighs.

"Oh, God! Oh Gooooddddddd! Baba!" Rashida cried out. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD! FUCK ME!"

I knew I was now at the edge. I could hold it in no more. For so long I had dreamed of this and now it was happening. My butts clenched as I began to ejaculate. I groaned loudly as my hips jerked and I started to cum into my maid servant. For so long, this had been my fantasy. For so long, this had been my dream. My hips shook violently and I rammed into Rashida and began to dump a huge volume of cum down her love canal.