Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Rubina seemed to agree, thankfully. She then pointed at the corner of the room; I knew the drill.

I undressed, taking off my cardigan and the T-shirt. For a moment I shivered in the cold, but Rubina had switched on a small electric heater in her room and my body adjusted quickly. I folded my T-shirt and cardigan and placed it on a chest of drawers in her room. It was then time to be fully naked.

I stepped out of my pajamas, and then folded that up and placed it with my other clothes. Standing there, fully naked, I faced the corner of the wall, with my back to the rest of the room and of course to Rubina.

There were a few positions that I assumed when standing in the corner. Rubina sometimes wanted me to place me hands on the wall, and press myself against the corner. Other times she wanted my hands clasped behind me back, just above my buttocks, standing when facing the wall. When she said nothing, like today, I simply stood there, hands by my side, my face pressed against the corner.

I stood there for what must have been at least fifteen minutes. I didn't know what Rubina was doing in the meanwhile. I heard her go out of the room, and I heard her use the maids' bathroom, probably to relieve herself. When she came back I heard her rummage in her cupboard for something. Finally I heard her drag a chair across the floor to the centre of the room.

"Baba." She suddenly ordered. "Come here."

"Yes, amar ruposhi choto bua." I answered, and turned around. Bengali wasn't my mother tongue, but I was trying to use whatever words I knew meant beautiful, young, or pretty to describe and address her, as she had instructed. I was hoping those words would make her cane me less, spank me less, slap me less or punish me more mercifully. With Rashida, sweet words didn't have much effect, as she would punish me for what I deserved, and she saw it as her duty to correct me thus. With Rubina, who just liked to punish me for fun, sweet words sometimes lessened the punishments.

Rubina was seated on the chair, one of her legs crossed above the other, looking completely regal and in command. I noticed a small bag on the floor to one side of her. I walked and stood respectfully beside her on the other side, my head bent down looking meekly at the floor.

"Baba." Rubina reached up and gently cupped one of my testicles. "Your balls seem to be full of cum."

She kneaded my ball for a minute and then stroked my dick.

"How long has it been since you have cum, baba?"

"Er ... almost two weeks, choto bua." I told her. It was surreal, standing fully nude in my maid's presence as she examined my scrotum, but such was life now.

"Hmm." Rubina absent mindedly gave me a couple of strokes before looking at my face. "And really, two weeks? That was when you masturbated last, right?"

"Yes, choto bua."

"Pity." Rubina snickered. "That's all you can do. Masturbate. Do you know why, baba? You are an inferior specimen. You are a piss-poor excuse for a man. As a man, you are a complete and utter failure. Do you understand?"

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

"What are you sorry about?" Rubina threw her head back and laughed. Her hands held my penis firmly. "You think that does anything about my opinion of you? Why do you think I punish you so much? I have nothing but contempt for a weak, pitiful, inferior excuse for a man like you. You dream when you are masturbating that you are fucking a woman like me? Hah! You don't deserve to fuck me or ANY other woman. You are a loser. Look at that twig you call a penis!"

My face flushed a bright beetroot red with embarrassment as Rubina continued to mock me.

"So tonight, after I am done with you, you may crawl to your room in shame and masturbate. Masturbate like the loser you are. Remember what I always tell you. Winners fuck. Losers masturbate."

"Er ... thank you, my dear choto bua." I said. Mentally, I was relieved. My balls had been aching for some relief for the last two days. Even as she was taunting me now, Rubina had just given me permission to masturbate and relieve myself tonight.

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My diminutive maid servant continued to stroke me. I was now very hard. She then stopped touching my penis, and gently cupped my balls in her hand and looked at me again.

"Think about me while you masturbate tonight, Tarek. Think about my ripe breasts and my cunt -- my hairy choot. If you were a proper man, you could be having sex with a woman like me. A maid like me would have been lying in bed, naked, sweaty, disheveled, having just been fucked silly by her master. Instead, I will be lying in my own bed, smirking with glee at the thought of you -- an inferior loser who can't get laid but gets his relief by fantasizing about his maid while he masturbates, his big fat pasa all laal -- red -- from being spanked by her."

"Um ... yes, choto bua."

"You know ..." Rubina softly caressed my testicles, leading me to moan. "I really thought of having mercy on you today and rubbing you till you would cum. But after what you did ..."

Suddenly she grabbed my balls hard and looked up at me sharply. "You know what you did, right, baba?"

A sudden chill enveloped me. I gulped and then shook my head. Rubina snickered.

"I had to work hard all day for your mother." Rubina told me. "And I had to go to the market to get some groceries for dinner. Remember what I told you before I left?"

"I ... I ... my elegant choto bua, I know you did tell me something..." I began.

"Stop!" Rubina held up her hand. "Tarek, kneel down!"

I, the master of the house, was now completely naked, on my knees, kneeling humbly before my maid servant Rubina, who continued to be royally seated on the chair in the middle of her room. She now bent forward slightly and took hold of my right ear in her hand.

"I told you, baba, nicely, SO nicely," She hissed, twisting my right ear painfully, "that I wanted the kitchen swept BEFORE I came back."

"Yes, my sweet, mishti choto bua." I replied, keeping my eyes on the ground. I now remembered. I hadn't really done it because what if my mother had seen me help out the maids? I thought Rubina would understand.

"I don't usually ask you to do my maid duties." Rubina said, continuing to hold my earlobe between her fingers and pinching it sharply. "Yet the one time I ask you to do ONE thing, I return and see you haven't done it."

"I am sorry, choto bua." I meekly apologized. "My mother was constantly around at the beginning and then it slipped my mind."

"Slipped your mind?" Rubina pulled my ear. "Or you got lazy, you fat fuck!"

I said nothing as Rubina continued to twist my ear.

"ONE thing you are given to do. ONE THING! And baba, you are a failure!"

"Yes, my luscious choto bua."

"You have big ears." Rubina told me suddenly, even as she pulled my right ear hard.

I gulped. Whenever Rubina said that, I knew I was in for a good spanking.

"I thought ... if I come home and you had done it ... I would have given you a treat." Rubina continued, while still twisting my ear. "Instead ..."

She let go of my now stinging right ear, pointed at her feet and snapped her fingers. Once again I knew the drill -- I was very well trained by now.

Still on my knees, I prostrated so my head was on the floor, at her feet, and started to kiss her toes.

"Do you like kissing my feet?" She asked me, as I placed small pecks on her big toe of her right foot.

"Um ... yes, choto bua." I replied, keeping my head down, and kissing her middle toe now. I wasn't lying. Submitting to my maids was now my way of life, and kissing their feet was an important part of this submission.

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"Does the sweat on my foot taste good?" Rubina asked again, as I kissed her left foot.

"Um ... yes choto bua."

Rubina snickered, and then snapped her fingers again.

"Raise your head, Tarek. Let me give you something else that tastes good."

As I raised my head and looked at my maid, Rubina held my chin in her hands, and asked me to open my mouth. She then leaned in very close. I could feel the warmth of her breath on me.

SPIT!

My maid spit into my open mouth. I gulped and swallowed her sputum, which had landed right smack in the middle of my tongue.

Rubina laughed, and then raised her hand.

SLAP!

SLAP!

She then nudged herself close to me, even as my cheeks started to redden with shame, and asked, "So tell me, baba, how good was that?"

"Uh, yes, very good, my adorer choto bua."

"Open your mouth again, baba."

"Yes, choto bua."

SPIT!

"Now get ready to be slapped. You have no shame -- no lojja, you shameless imbecile."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

SLAP!

"Now open your mouth. You are good to swallow my spit."

"Yes, choto bua."

SPIT!

"Aw ... you got a little bit on your cheek." Rubina said. "Let me clean that."

SLAP!

SLAP!

The slaps were hard and fast. Rubina would raise her right hand and smack my left cheek, and then bring the hand back and slap my other cheek with the back of that same hand.

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

I was aware of my cheeks heating up. By now, the pain of slapping bothered me less; what made me blush every time was the shame of being slapped by my own maid servant.

"Wow." Rubina patted my cheeks as I remained in my kneeling position. "You can take slaps now very well. I don't even see your cheeks reddening that much, or you even squirming now."

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I remained silent as Rubina patted my cheek.

"Open your mouth, baba."

SPIT!

"Good, you know how to swallow. Now ... open!"

SPIT!

"Good ... Open!"

SPIT!

Rubina continued to spit into my mouth several more times as I swallowed each time.

"Good! Now lick my feet again."

"Yes, my choto bua."

"Now tell me, Tarek," Rubina asked, after I had slobbered over her feet for a while. "Which tastes better, my spit or my toes?"

"Um ... your toes, choto bua."

"Hmm." Rubina leaned in, a mischievous grin on her face. She then raised her hand again.

"Look up, Tarek. Now, come close to me. Yes... show me your cheek."

SLAP!

"The right ..."

SLAP!

"... answer ..."

SLAP!

"... is everything!"

SLAP!

"Everything tastes good."

SLAP!

"I taste good."

SLAP!

"Everything of mine tastes good."

SLAP!

"My spit tastes good!"

SLAP!

"My foot tastes good!"

SLAP!

"My sweat tastes good!"

SLAP!

"My piss tastes good!"

SLAP!

"My fart tastes good!"

SLAP!

"My bum hole tastes good!"

SLAP!

"Do you understand, baba?"

SLAP!

I fervently nodded.

"Yes, amar choto bua. I am sorry. I should have thought before answering, my choto bua."

SLAP!

"Once again, Tarek, let me clarify, EVERYTHING of mine tastes good."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"I taste good."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"My thuthu -- my spit tastes good!"

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"My foot tastes good!"

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"My gham -- my sweat tastes good!"

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"My piss -- amar peshaab -- tastes good!"

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"My fart tastes good!"

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"My bum hole tastes good!"

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"Do you understand, Tarek?"

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"Will you THINK before answering next time, baba?"

"Yes, choto bua."

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SLAP!

"Good. Now go back to kissing my feet, Tarek."

"Yes, choto bua."

"Make sure to lick in between the toes, Tarek."

"Yes, choto bua."

I continued to kiss her feet, making sure to lick everywhere she wanted, and then paying homage to her heel and her ankles. I could tell that she liked it, as she moaned softly. My cheeks were now stinging sharply from her slaps. I should have thought a bit and then answered! Of course, everything of her tastes good! How could I have said her toes tasted better than others!

Rubina then suddenly snapped her fingers.

"OK, baba. Enough! Get up! I want you kneeling on the floor in front of me."

"Yes, choto bua."

Rubina's hands slowly pinched both of my ears.

"Do you know why I love to give you a proper kaan dola, baba?" Rubina asked while beginning to once again twist my ears. This time both of my ears were subject to her hands.

As I remained silent, she continued, "Pulling your ear is a very effective punishment. It makes you understand your mistake easily. And also -- it tells you that I am the boss here -- even if I am your maid servant!"

Rubina maintained a firm grip and my ears were now stinging as she pulled my earlobes. While Rashida pulled my ear as a small punishment, Rubina loved to do a proper job on my ears. When she was done, my ears were red hot. I also never knew which one I felt more embarrassed by -- a kaan dola or a slap -- a thappar -- from her.

"Time for some strict punishment." Rubina once again snapped her fingers. "Assume the position, baba. Over my lap!"

"Yes, amar priyo choto bua."

It was time.

I positioned myself over my petite maid servant's knees, across her lap in a by now all too familiar position. I was a little bit clumsy, and I could hear her exhale in irritation. A shiver ran through me as I felt her hands on my buttocks.

"Higher, Tarek." Rubina ordered, squeezing my naked buttocks.

"Yes, choto bua." I adjusted myself accordingly.

"I wanted to come and give you some release." Rubina taunted me, rubbing my left bum cheek. "I know you have not cum in two weeks. Yet, for not doing your chore, it's your butt -- your pasa -- that's going to feel my hands, not your tiny, tiny nunu!"

"Er ... yes, choto bua. I am sorry, my beloved choto bua."

Rubina squeezed my bum and patted it.

"Such a nice, big, pasa." She grinned. "You are a pleasure to punish, baba. Your pasa turns a nice shade of red whenever I am done."

"Er ... yes, choto bua."

As I lay in this humiliating position, my eyes fell on the bag on the floor. For a moment I felt Rubina's hands off my behind, and she was rummaging through the bag.

"Before I worked here, baba." Rubina told me, picking out something from the bag. "I used to work at a hair dresser's place in Kolkata as a very young girl. I knew I had some hairbrushes from back then that I had brought with me to this house. I found this bag the other day in my trunk."

I could see a small hairbrush in her hand. It was long, and slender, and had a wooden body.

"This is a styling hairbrush, baba." Rubina told me, rubbing the brush along the back of my legs. "We used a wooden brush as it didn't break easily. The cheap Chinese plastic ones kept breaking all the time."

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I said nothing as Rubina continued to rub my back with the brush.

"Now..." Rubina told me. "Hold your position."

"Yes, bua."

Suddenly, without warning, she raised her hand and struck me with the brush.

WHAP!

"Ouch! Um ... One!" I counted. "Thank you, choto bua. I am sorry, choto bua. Please hit me again."

Rubina laughed. She once again pinched my butt cheek where she had just hit me.

"I am not your Rashida apa, Tarek." She told me. "I don't need your pathetic apology. Just stay silent until I speak to you. Cry if you wish."

"Er ... yes, my sexy choto bua."

Rubina patted my rear end. She seemed to be thinking.

"Actually," She then said, "I need you to keep a count. You don't need to count aloud but it's up to you. I will ask you from time to time about the count. If it's different from what I have, I will punish you more. Do you understand?"

"Yes, amar adorer choto bua."

"Good."

WHAP!

"Two." I silently counted.

WHAP!

WHAP!

"This is a nice brush." Rubina commented to herself, in between my spanks. "Nice and firm."

WHAP!

The punishment continued. Rubina hit me on the right butt cheek a couple of times, and then the left. She alternated like that until I had counted twenty.

"Ow!" I cried out, as one blow hit me particularly hard.

"Excuse me?" Rubina paused and her hand automatically cupped by stinging buttock, causing me to squirm. "Stop squirming! You should be used to this by now, baba!"

WHAP!

WHAP!

"How many times have you been here, baba?" Rubina took a small break. "Same position, same chair, same everything? You ... getting your pasa thrashed by me or Rashida apa?"

"Er ... too many times, my sweet choto bua."

"You are an embarrassment, baba. How many times do I have to punish you for disobeying me? You are going to learn baba. My hand and your pasa will be best friends this week."

"Er ... yes, amar shundor choto bua."

Rubina's hands lingered on my buttocks. I felt her gently caress my stinging bottom, before heading down to the crevice between my legs. I felt her fingers on my ball sack. She gave it one or two rubs, before she wrapped her digits around my shaft.

"A little hard, baba?" She asked, gently rubbing me.

I said nothing as she continued to stroke me. Once I was semi-hard, she let go of my penis and once again picked up her hair brush.

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

"I am trying to help you, baba." Rubina remarked. "You will never be a good lover, but with discipline you can be a good and obedient husband."

"Yes, choto bua."

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

"Does your ass hurt, baba?"

"Yes, amar priyo bua. It's completely sore and paining now, choto bua. I have learnt my lesson."

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

"You think you are clever, don't you, Tarek, using your mother as an excuse to avoid your task?" Rubina asked me. "You think I am a fool?"

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"Er ... no, absolutely not, choto bua."

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

"Does it pain now, Tarek?"

"Ouch! Ouch! It's on fire, choto bua. Please, have some mercy. Please, bua! I have learnt my lesson."

Rubina paused, and I thought, mistakenly, that my spanking was over. Almost involuntarily my hands reached behind to soothe my smarting buttocks. Rubina immediately smacked my hands with her hairbrush.

"Stick your hands down!"

"Ouch! I am sorry, amar adorer mishti shundor choto bua. I thought ... I am sorry, I thought ..."

"You thought?!! You don't think!!" Rubina hissed. "You will be sorry if you touch your pasa again. Do you want me to break your fingers with this?"

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

"Now don't move again."

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

"We have been spanking you for how long, baba? Three ... four years now? Do you think we maids have been wasting our time?"

"Er, no ... bua ... I ..."

"Yet, you don't seem to learn much, do you, Tarek?"

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

Rubina was spanking me almost absent mindedly. I knew when she got into one of those moods it could be a long punishment. I knew begging and pleading won't work with her, so I tried to make small talk. The longer she talked, the less spanking I would get.

"Bua." I managed to croak. "I wasn't actually thinking straight. I should have found the time and opportunity to do what you had asked me to do."

WHAP!

WHAP!

"Well, Tarek." Rubina grinned. "This spanking should help you concentrate and THINK more in the future!"

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

"For an intelligent young man like you, Tarek." Rubina continued. "Is it that difficult to obey us and avoid getting spanked?"

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

"Ow ... choto bua ... it hurts!"

Rubina paused again. This time, her hands squeezed my stinging right butt cheek, causing my immense pain.

"It's supposed to hurt, Tarek. Do you think it's supposed to tickle? Is it supposed to be FUN?"

"I am sorry, choto bua."

"It's not going to be pleasant, baba. It will hurt. And it will hurt more. You need order and discipline in your life, baba. We maids give you that. Spanking is your therapy."

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"Er ... yes, choto bua."

WHAP!

WHAP!

"I don't want to see your pasa move even once, Tarek." Rubina admonished me.

"Y-y-yes ... choto bua."

WHAP!

WHAP!

Once again Rubina took a breather (and so did I!). Her hands gently went down to my genitals and she wrapped her fingers around my manhood.

"This is just a bed time reminder, baba." She told me, as she started to stroke me. "We will be doing this EVERY night."

"No, choto bua, please!" I begged. "I have learned my lesson."

"Shut up, Tarek! Till I say you have learned, you will get this. EVERY NIGHT. You can call it ... a night cap."

"Er ... yes, choto bua."

"Ok! Now stand up."

"Yes, choto bua."

I stood up. My knees creaked in sudden protest as I moved after being in the same position for so long. I hoped Rubina would not ask me the count of spankings -- I had long forgotten what the number was!

"Turn around. Your back to me." Rubina ordered.

"Yes, choto bua."

I stood up straight, my back to her. I could feel her hands examining her handiwork. My buttocks must have been a bright, crimson red with welts and bruises.

"You have a nice, red-pinkish butt." She told me gleefully. "Your big pasa is now hardened after so many spankings over the years, so it takes time to redden up."

Hope you are happy, Rubina, I thought to myself, but of course I didn't say it aloud.

"Er ... yes, choto bua." Was all I said in reply.

"Now turn around again, Tarek."

"Yes, choto bua."

As I faced her, I could not help but be intimidated by the aura of power that my tiny housemaid projected. She was seated on that chair, legs now crossed, a stern look on her face. I was standing in front of her, wondering what else I was going to be punished for. I was looking down at my feet, unable to meet her gaze. And of course, I was naked, having just being punished, so I was already feeling a warm sense of humiliation.

"Let's talk about what you did this morning." Rubina continued, in a cold voice. "Did you think I would not forget?"

I looked at her eyes for a moment. They were piercing ... and angry. A moment ago she was amusing herself by examining my buttocks, and I had thought I was done for the night. Clearly, I was in for more suffering.

"Bua. Amar adored choto bua. I am sorry, choto bua." I finally stammered. "I don't know what had come over me."

Rubina reached out and caressed the tip of my penis. With the slightest of her touch, my cock sprang to life and began to harden.

"I know what came over you, baba." Rubina offered, gently rubbing her forefinger up and down my hardness. "You started to think with your little nunu, rather than your brain."

Rubina slowly wrapped her dainty fingers around my testicles.

"I am sure, Tarek, not masturbating for two weeks had made you very naughty this morning." She said, as she kneaded my balls. "You are going to pay now for that, baba."

"I am so sorry, bua. Please, choto bua, forgive me. It was an accident."

I should admit here -- it was no accident.

Rubina had been dusting the pictures in our narrow hallway. I saw her with her back to me. Her ass wriggling so seductively in the thin sari she was wearing as she was dusting. So I decided to pass her in the hallway, gently brushing past her as I did so. My cock, hard, came in direct contact with her butt cheeks. Only the fabric of our respective clothes separated us.

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I did apologize then and said it was an accident. Rubina had only narrowed her eyes then and said she would get back to me later. And then, later on, she had asked me to sweep the floor. And now, here I was, with my balls in her hands.

"Are you terrified, baba?" Rubina laughed, as she gently fingered my testicles. "Or ... oh, do you know what's coming to you?"

I decided to bite the bullet.

"I am so sorry, my dear bua. I will go over your knee again." I offered Rubina.

I realized the absurdity of the situation. My younger maid Rubina held my nuts in a vice-like grip, and she squeezed them again, causing me stinging pain, as I, her employer and master, offered to put myself over her knee for a spanking.

"You don't get to decide your punishment, Tarek." Rubina told me. "We maids do that."

"Er ... of course, choto bua." I quickly corrected myself. "I meant, do you want me to go over your knee, amar priyo choto bua?"

Rubina laughed.

"Oh no."

Rubina let go of my gonads and stood up. She then held me by the ear and led me, pulling my earlobe, all the way across the room to the dressing table. With one hand, she cleared some space from the top of her dressing table. She then took me to one side, and then positioned me so that I was partially spread and bent over the dressing table. My hands were placed flat and braced against the surface of the table while my buttocks were at the edge, ready for a thrashing. Rubina left my ear, and then moved her hand and patted my bottom.

"Your big red pasa looks nice and ready for a second round of hiding, baba." She told me, giggling to herself.

I heard her moving from behind me, as I lay in that humiliating position. Rubina bent over herself and I realized she was removing the sandal -- the chappal -- from her feet.

"Heads down." She told me.

"Yes, choto bua."

"And have your bottom up."

"Yes, choto bua."

WHACK!

WHACK!

"I don't want you to move!" Rubina hissed. "Stop squirming!"

"Yes, choto bua."

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

"Tomar lojja lagena, baba, jebhabe ami tomar pasa laal korchi?" Rubina taunted. What she said in Bengali was 'Don't you feel ashamed, baba, at how I am reddening your ass'.

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

Rubina continued to hit me with her chappal, spanking each butt cheek alternately. I had no choice but to grin and bear it, grimacing with each hit. Finally, after what must have been thirty swats, she took a break. I lay there, stunned, my buttocks stinging and on fire. I then felt a hand on my bottom.

"Do you like that, Tarek?" Rubina crooned. "You will love what I will do to you next."

"Er ... thank you, my adorer choto bua."

"Oh my!" Rubina laughed, caressing my smarting derriere. She gave my rump a gentle pat and said, "You are thanking me for making your pasa more laal. By the time I am done, Tarek, your pasa will be as red as a ripe tomato."

"Er ... thank you, choto bua." I gulped. "I am yours to punish, as you see fit."

"You are pathetic, baba." Rubina laughed and once again patted my butt. "What a nice big pasa you have! And what a good little slave boy you are! A perfect bitch! A loser as a man, of course, but a good bitch."

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I remained in my humiliating position as Rubina went to fetch something in her cabinet. I heard her fumble around for a while, before she returned. There was something in her hand.

"I like this." She said, and I heard a snap sound in the air.

She had a belt in her hand! From what I could see out of the corner of my eye, it was a leather belt, doubled up.

"Tarek. Tarek." Rubina shook her head, irritated. "How many times should I tell you! Bottom up. Head down. Don't let me tell you again, Tarek."

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

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

"Legs spread out, more, baba!" Rubina ordered. "I want to see your buttocks spread out. Nice and rosy."

"Yes, choto bua."

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

"Bottoms up! Keep your head down!"

"Yes, choto bua."

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

I was crying now. Tears were freely flowing down the side of my cheeks. When Rashida punished me, I cried when I felt like crying, but with Rubina, I tried to hold out as long as possible. Strangely, I felt that if I managed not to cry while she spanked me, I would at least maintain some respect in front of her. Sadly, today I could not hold out. It started as a sniffling cry but soon turned into all out bawling.

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

"Stop crying like a sissy." Rubina said in a disgusted voice. "You should be ashamed of yourself. Get up! Stand up!"

"Y-y-yes, choto bua!"

I stood up. Rubina pinched my earlobe and turned me around to face her. Her hands then went down to my genitals.

"Hmm. Your dick is hard." She commented, running her hand up and down my manhood. "And your balls are getting bigger. Full of cum, aren't you."

I didn't say anything as Rubina continued to fondle me. Then she asked me another question.

"Did you get hard as I was belting your pasa?"

I didn't get a chance to reply as Rubina once more caught hold of my ear. Pulling me by the ear, she led me back to the chair in the centre of the room. Leaving me alone, she sat down on the chair and crossed her legs.

"Now, over my knee." She commanded.

"Yes, choto bua." I acquiesced to her order.

"Bottom up!" She said, caressing my butt once more. "Don't squirm."

"Yes, amar adorer choto bua."

Rubina raised her hand and brought it down crashing against my already tinged butt cheeks.

SPANK!

SPANK!

"I don't ..."

SPANK!

"... like ..."

SPANK!

"... perverts like you ..."

SPANK!

"... to get horny from going ..."

SPANK!

"... over my knee ..."

SPANK!

"... but I have to correct you ..."

SPANK!

"... like Rashida apa told me to."

SPANK!

"Sadly that involves ..."

SPANK!

"... you going over my ..."

SPANK!

"... Knee ..."

SPANK!

"... sometimes."

SPANK!

"You disgust me."

SPANK!

"NOW STAND UP! I don't want your little nunu in contact with my knees anymore!"

Awkwardly I stood up. My knees were almost like jelly, hardly working properly at first since I was in that humiliatingly subordinate position for so long. I stumbled, and my maid caught hold of my and made me stand in front of her, with my back to her.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Rubina then tapped against my back inner thigh.

"Spread your legs slightly, Tarek."

"Er ... yes, choto bua."

Rubina reached down and caught hold of my dick.

"What is this, Tarek?"

"Er ... it's my dick, choto bua."

"The correct answer is that it's your little nunu, Tarek. Do you understand?"

"Yes, choto bua. It is my little nunu."

"It seems a bit hard. Are you horny after that spanking, Tarek?"

I had noticed that recently Rubina was now increasingly calling me by name, and less by the respectful term 'baba'.

"Er ... yes, choto bua. You ... are very ... sexy, choto bua, when you punish me."

"Why, thank you, Tarek. I feel very sexy when I see your big pasa so red, Tarek."

Rubina let go of my manhood, and then spit into her palms. Several times. Then she took hold of my penis again and rubbed her saliva on it. Rubina then pulled my penis back slightly and then started to rub it.

"Oh, choto bua." I murmured. "That feels nice. Thank you."

"I can see my spanking has made you learn politeness." Rubina laughed.

I didn't say anything, but continue to enjoy the sensation as Rubina slowly stroked me to maximum hardness.

"I think I will make you cum after all." She told me, as she slowly ran her fingers up and down my shaft.

"Oh... thank you, amar shundor choto bua."

She was bending my cock back and masturbating me from behind. As I got harder, I realized why she was doing this. In this position I was very vulnerable as both my ass and balls are easily accessible to Rubina.

The more my maid pulled my cock back the more I pushed my ass out towards her to ease the strain. This position also made it impossible for me to pump my penis against her hand so Rubina was in full control of what stimuli I received. I would cum at her command.

"When you cum today," Rubina taunted me, "know that masturbation is all you deserve, because you are inferior. You are an inferior masturbator. You are a loser, Tarek."

"Er ... yes, choto bua. I am sorry, choto bua."

"Losers masturbate, winners fuck." Rubina continued. "Masturbate, loser. You may as well. You'll never get laid. You don't deserve to. You are inferior."

"You are correct, choto bua."

"OK, you can cum now, Tarek."

It took me less than a minute, but I shot a huge load as I erupted. There was cum all on her hand, my legs, her feet, on the floor, everywhere. When I was done, Rubina rubbed her hands against my buttock and then snickered.

"Get out, baba. Take your clothes and go."

"Yes, choto bua."

"And I will see you tomorrow. TOMORROW."

Gulp!

I could not wait for Rashida to get back from her vacation!

[Pankajbansal]

Rubina then tapped against my back inner thigh.

"Spread your legs slightly, Tarek."

"Er ... yes, choto bua."

Rubina reached down and caught hold of my dick.

"What is this, Tarek?"

"Er ... it's my dick, choto bua."

"The correct answer is that it's your little nunu, Tarek. Do you understand?"

"Yes, choto bua. It is my little nunu."

"It seems a bit hard. Are you horny after that spanking, Tarek?"

I had noticed that recently Rubina was now increasingly calling me by name, and less by the respectful term 'baba'.

"Er ... yes, choto bua. You ... are very ... sexy, choto bua, when you punish me."

"Why, thank you, Tarek. I feel very sexy when I see your big pasa so red, Tarek."

Rubina let go of my manhood, and then spit into her palms. Several times. Then she took hold of my penis again and rubbed her saliva on it. Rubina then pulled my penis back slightly and then started to rub it.

"Oh, choto bua." I murmured. "That feels nice. Thank you."

"I can see my spanking has made you learn politeness." Rubina laughed.

I didn't say anything, but continue to enjoy the sensation as Rubina slowly stroked me to maximum hardness.

"I think I will make you cum after all." She told me, as she slowly ran her fingers up and down my shaft.

"Oh... thank you, amar shundor choto bua."

She was bending my cock back and masturbating me from behind. As I got harder, I realized why she was doing this. In this position I was very vulnerable as both my ass and balls are easily accessible to Rubina.

The more my maid pulled my cock back the more I pushed my ass out towards her to ease the strain. This position also made it impossible for me to pump my penis against her hand so Rubina was in full control of what stimuli I received. I would cum at her command.

"When you cum today," Rubina taunted me, "know that masturbation is all you deserve, because you are inferior. You are an inferior masturbator. You are a loser, Tarek."

"Er ... yes, choto bua. I am sorry, choto bua."

"Losers masturbate, winners fuck." Rubina continued. "Masturbate, loser. You may as well. You'll never get laid. You don't deserve to. You are inferior."

"You are correct, choto bua."

"OK, you can cum now, Tarek."

It took me less than a minute, but I shot a huge load as I erupted. There was cum all on her hand, my legs, her feet, on the floor, everywhere. When I was done, Rubina rubbed her hands against my buttock and then snickered.

"Get out, baba. Take your clothes and go."

"Yes, choto bua."

"And I will see you tomorrow. TOMORROW."

Gulp!

I could not wait for Rashida to get back from her vacation!

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 12

My older maid servant opens up to me on her birthday -- Tarek

I didn't know why my chunky maid servant Rashida was sad.

My chubby, friendly, buxom housemaid wasn't smiling as she usually did. She was doing her chores, mopping the floor in the living room, but her eyes were downcast, and she seemed distracted. There was a look of melancholy on her.

All the more surprising because it was her birthday. Well, let me start the story from last night. This morning, Rashida's birthday, is a Tuesday morning, so last night had been a Monday night (well, duh).

Like all Monday nights, I was in her room when the clock had struck twelve. Of course, my portly maid was on a chair in the middle of the room and I was on her lap, face down, over her knees. I was stark naked, as usual, trying to keep myself from bawling my eyes out as her big hand struck my very sore bum again and again and again.

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

"Thirty-three!" I counted faithfully. "I am sorry, bua. I am not going to give Farida apu any more chance to complain, bua. Please spank me again, bua."

"Baba. Baba." Rashida snorted derisively. Her hand gently rested on my aching buttocks, which were now crimson red from her spanking. Her fingers gently traced the outline of my derriere, examining her handiwork.

"Farida is the maid servant next door." She told me. "And my dear friend. You know that."

"Yes, bua."

"And you are my slave. My kutti - bitch boy. You know that."

"Er ... yes, bua. Of course, bua. I am your slave, bua. I am your dog. Your bitch. Your slave, bua."

"Then why would Farida have the chance to complain about you to me? That when she was visiting me, and you tried to pass her in the hallway, you actually brushed against her? Why?"

"I am sorry, bua. It was an accident, I swear!"

SPANK!

That was a particularly hard one.

"Thirty four!" I counted faithfully. "I am sorry, bua. I will personally apologize to Farida apu, bua. Please spank me again, bua."

"She told me," Rashida complained, "That she could actually feel your hardness against her bum! You know we maids are not that rich, and our sarees and our petticoats are made of very thin material, so you rub yourself against our bottom, your little nunu all hard, we know very well what you are doing!"

"It was an accident, bua." I repeated. "I was going, and I turned suddenly as I forgot something, and she was also walking at the same time, and then ..."

SPANK!

This time the blow landed even harder and left me gasping for a moment with the stinging pain on my left butt cheek.

"Thirty five!" I enumerated. "Bua, I am so sorry Farida apu feels I did this on purpose, bua. Please spank me again, bua."

"I couldn't believe it when she told me." Rashida said. Her hand once again squeezed my buttocks, causing me to yelp. Rashida ignored my protest and continued to squeeze and pinch my sore bottom. "I wanted to spank you right then in front of her, but your mother was home and so I couldn't."

SPANK!

"Thirty six!" I counted. "I am so sorry, bua. Ami shotti lojjito. I know I have caused you to be embarrassed, bua. Please spank me again, bua."

"Farida, Zarine, Ruksana, Shabina, Lamia ... they all know you are the slave boy of Rubina and me." Rashida told me. "You know that. We all expect you to be well trained by now, after years of being in our service, isn't that so?"

"Er ... yes, bua."

"And even if it wasn't an accident, as you claim, why were you hard when you brushed against Farida? She could actually feel your little dick poke her between her butt cheeks."

"I ... I ... er ..."

SPANK!

"Thirty seven!" I continued to count. "I am very sorry bua that I let you down. Please spank me again, bua."

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

Suddenly we could hear the big hallway grandfather clock start to chime. It was midnight, and Rashida paused as the clock struck twelve times. Just in time, I realized what the date was.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Bua." I tried to speak in a dignified voice, as opposed to the humble and meek manner I had been counting my spanking and apologizing for my behavior. It's hard to be dignified when you are lying naked on your maid servant's lap and getting a thrashing on your bum from her, but I tried. "Bua, can I say something?"

"What is it, Tarek?"

"Bua," I said. "Happy birthday, my dear bua. Shubho jonmodin, amar prio bua."

"Oh." Rashida's hand had been raised, and she was just about to spank me again. But then she realized what I had just said. "Oh ... baba, why, thank you! Thank you for remembering! It is my birthday!"

Her hand came down and rested on my posterior, gently caressing it.

"How did you know it was my birthday, baba?"

"I HAVE to know, bua." I told her. "You know I love you, right, bua. I have told you so many times how much I love you, bua. And therefore the least I can do is remember your birthday, my dear bua."

Rashida laughed. Her hands once again squeezed my bum.

"Yes, I know you love me, Tarek. I am the object of your desires and the subject of your fantasies, eh, baba? I know you masturbate to thoughts of me. You would do anything for me?"

"Yes, bua. I would do anything for you. Anything, and I mean it, bua. I love you."

"Spoken like a true slave to his mistress." Rashida lightly patted my rump, and also succinctly put me in my place. Yes, she knew I loved her, and she was my maid servant, but she was also my mistress, and I was her slave. I was to her no more than a submissive boy who meekly obeyed every command of hers and submitted myself to her punishments. My love for her was one way.

"So," Rashida's hands rested seductively on my red bottom. "Did you get your mistress -- your maid servant -- anything for her birthday?"

"Yes, bua." I told her. "I will give it to you in the morning."

"Alright." Rashida gently jiggled my butt cheeks. "Which number were we at?"

"Er ... forty, bua."

"OK. I am going to give you four more to make it an even forty four. I was going to spank you far longer, but I decided to have some mercy on you. What do you say?"

There was only one right answer.

"Thank you so much, my dear bua." I mouthed. "You are my mistress, my bua, so it is your right to punish me as you wish, bua. I am happy though, my dear bua, that you decided to show some mercy and forgive me, my beautiful and lovely bua."

Rashida didn't usually pay much attention to any flattery, but this time I noticed a smile on the corner of her lips as she raised her hand again.

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

The final four hits were the hardest, and my already stinging buttocks were on fire.

"Alright." Rashida patted my butt. "Stand up. Here ... no, stand by my side, you idiot! Hands to your side."

"Yes, bua."

I stood to Rashida's side as her hands slowly made their way to my testicles.

"You are going to graduate soon, baba." Rashida told me, starting to rub my balls. "Have you thought of what you want to do after?"

"Not really, bua." I told her, getting hard, as she continued to play with my scrotum. "I know I have to look after the family business. That's what my family would want."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Yes." Rashida's hand went from the balls to my rapidly hardening penis. "I think your father wants to send you to Delhi to manage the new branches of the shop there."

"Er ... yes, bua." Rashida was rubbing me hard, and I was slowly approaching a point of no return.

"You should go to Delhi." Rashida told me. "And your mother will want to send a maid to take care of you. You should ask for me to go with you, rather than Rubina. Since Rubina is a young girl and I am the older lady, she is more likely to send me anyways. Besides, if Rubina gets married soon, she won't be living here anymore."

"Of course, of course, bua. I will ask Mummy to bring you with me. I would love to have you with me in Delhi."

"You sure would." Rashida increased the pace of her stroking. "You and me ... all alone to ourselves in Delhi ... all the time! What's not to love! I will be spanking you every chance I get!"

I couldn't hold it any more. It was just too much. The thought of living alone with Rashida just put me over the edge. I erupted like a volcano, my cum gushing everywhere.

* * *

I stood in front of the mirror in my room, arching my back to glance at my buttocks.

They were bright crimson red, of course. There were loud red lines where Rashida's big hand had repeatedly met my derriere, and some light bruising. My whole ass was still on fire, stinging, even after I had applied a cooling cream on it. Rashida's spanking had been very thorough.

It's been five years now since my maid servant had started to spank me, I reflected. Five years ago when she had caught me masturbating, and then punished me for it. And started making me her "bottom". Over these five years, I had submitted to my mistress in many different ways, some more depraved and disgracing than others. I was literally her slave, to be used by her as she willed, and her slightest wish was my command.

Sometimes I wondered how it was possible that I had kept this secret from my parents in the last five years. Yes, they went to bed early like clockwork and yes, they both had times where they were away at conferences, but the maids had also started to become pretty brazen and bold in their domination of me.

Rubina would sometimes come to my room during the day time, lock the door, strip me naked and proceed to punish me, slapping and spanking me until I was a slobbering mess and my ass was on fire. She had a special fetish for slapping me, and my cheeks would have red streaks when she was done. Yet no one seemed to notice.

Rashida was more circumspect. She punished me when I did something wrong, and her punishment almost always fit the crime. Like the one I just had right now.

OF COURSE I was guilty! I had seen Farida in the narrow hall, and immediately I gave in to my temptation. I stroked my penis and made myself hard, and then brushed past her in the hallway, poking her in the back with my dick and rubbing myself, albeit briefly, against her buttocks. Only after I had done it did I realize that I might be in deep trouble with Rashida.

Rashida took those infractions very seriously. There was a small circle of her friends where she made it known the exact relation she had with me, the son of her employer. Farida -- the maid servant in the house next to ours. Shabina, the vegetable lady who delivered fresh produce from the market. Zarine, a young lady, a friend of Rubina's, and the daughter of the owner of a small stall down the street. Lamia, an associate of Rashida's from her village. Ruksana, another vendor down the street.

All these lower class women knew fully well that I, the scion of a wealthy and powerful family, was in reality the slave boy of my own maid servants in my own house. And that these maid servants, whenever they wished, would just strip me nude and do what they wanted to with me. I was to treat them just like I treat Rashida and Rubina. So when I had misbehaved with Farida, I knew I was in for a proper punishment.

* * *

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The next morning, I woke up around ten. My buttocks were still a little sore from the previous night's spanking, but thankfully Rashida had stopped spanking me once I had wished her on her birthday. I went to the washroom and did my thing. Afterwards I dressed in pajamas and a T-shirt and went down to the kitchen from breakfast.

I overheard my mother talking to Rashida in the kitchen, while Rubina was also there, busy chopping something, so I stopped outside the door and listened in.

"Rashida, today it's your birthday." My mother told the maid. "Feel free to take the afternoon and evening off. Rubina will be here to do the work."

"Thank you so much, memsaab." I heard Rashida say. Was it my imagination or was there a note of sadness in her voice? Rashida continued, "If it's OK with you I would rather stay home today and work, memsaab. I have no plans."

"Ah ... I see ... of course."

My mother, like a typical Indian lady, did not care too much about her servant's birthday beyond the usual pleasantries. She had wished her and offered her half a day off, and that was enough. Mom probably had given her a little baksheesh -- some cash tip -- as present as well.

"Rashida. Rubina." I heard my mother call out to the two maids. "I am going to the study to work on some proposals for this new initiative our NGO is going to support. Make sure I am not disturbed, and bring me tea in an hour."

"Yes, memsaab." The two servants dutifully replied.

I waited, and saw my mother walk out of the kitchen and head towards the stairs, her back to me. She looked regal, as always, dressed impeccably in a chiffon saree and looking every bit the business woman she was. I heard her walk up the stairs and soon the door to the study was shut.

For some reason I didn't go in immediately, but decided to peek into the kitchen, keeping myself out of sight.

Rubina had a whole pile of vegetables she was washing, peeling and chopping before putting into Tupperware. Rashida was cleaning dishes before going to mop the floor. There was an air of melancholy in her, a tinge of sadness that seemed to be emanating from her. For some strange reason she was feeling quite down in the dumps, despite it being her birthday.

In the pocket of my pajamas was Rashida's birthday gift. Surely that should cheer her up?

"So, apa, you are not going to take the day off?" Rubina suddenly asked. "After all, it's your birthday. I can handle the extra work."

"No, I would rather stay and work." Rashida said. "I don't have any place to visit. Or any one."

"Hmm." Rubina wanted to say something, but then stopped. She resumed cutting her vegetables.

"So your marriage is almost fixed!" Rashida commented. "It's good to know, Rubina."

This was news to me! I knew my mother was trying to arrange Rubina's wedding, and had even looked at a few matches, but I didn't realize it was a done deal already!

"Yes." I actually saw Rubina blush. "Memsaab's been very kind. She has told me she plans to give Sajid a little nice sum of money so he can set up his own shop."

So the name of the groom-to-be was Sajid! I wondered what he did and how he met Rubina.

"Well it's a good thing memsaab was impressed by Sajid." Rashida remarked. "I knew she wanted you to marry that guard ... what's his name ... Wasim."

"I know." Rubina reminisced. "Wasim was good ... handsome ... tall ... but he had no ambition! He would be a guard forever! Sajid has studied till 9th standard ... and he knows a lot about cars. He works in that garage for 5 years now. With a little help from memsaab, I am sure he can open his own car repair shop."

"I agreed." Rashida nodded. "And I told memsaab she should go with Sajib as well. She listened to me."

Not for the first time I realized the enormous influence Rashida had on our family. I knew for a while she had my mother's ear, and Mummy would actually listen to Rashida's advise on many things, even including her own job.

For some time there was silence as the maids carried on their work.

"So do you know when the wedding is?" Rashida asked.

"Memsaab didn't say." Rubina answered. "Although I think she wants me married off as soon as possible. After all, I am a young girl ... and memsaab THINKS she has a young virile playboy stud son at home ..."

At this, both the maid servants burst out laughing. I felt mortified. They were making fun of me behind my back. I mean, they would insult me to my face as well, but it was sort of humiliating to think they didn't rate me as a virile young man.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Well ... I hope this Sajid of yours is virile enough." Rashida teased the younger maid. "After all, you have plenty of experience in that area! With you fucking the gardener next door, fucking that guard in the wedding hall down the street, fucking the ..."

"Oh, apa!" Rubina blushed again. "Please don't shame me. Besides, I happen to know Sajid has a nice, long and beautiful cock!"

Rashida's eyes widened, and Rubina giggled.

"Don't ask how I ... er ... fucking know!"

I decided I didn't want to hear any more about this Sajid, and so with a grunt, walked into the kitchen.

Both the maid servants greeted me with a snort and a nod.

"Well, speaking of dicks ..." Rubina muttered dismissively in my direction. "Look who's here, apa."

Rashida turned to face me. Was it my imagination, or did she suddenly look a bit stern?

"You can sit at the dining table, baba." Rashida told me curtly. "I will have your breakfast shortly, but first we have to discuss something."

"Yes, bua." I replied, puzzled. What was there to discuss? I continued, "I also have something to give you, bua."

"Sit down first, Tarek." Rashida ordered.

I sat down, chastised by Rashida's cold rebuke. What was going on? Rashida came and stood next to me. Rubina continued to chop some vegetables but watched the scene out of the corner of her eyes. She had a sly grin on her lips.

I felt Rashida's fingers on my ear, and then felt my earlobe being pinched harshly between her forefinger and thumb. I felt my face starting to flush and go red.

"We heard a complaint about you from Zarine. She told us this morning." Rashida told me, twisting my ear. I blushed as Rashida continued to give me a kaandola (ear twist).

Zarine, as I had said, was the daughter of the paanwala who had a small stall down the street. She also worked as a part time maid on one of the houses down the street. Two days ago Rashida had sent me to fetch some items -- a bag of sugar and some apples -- from the stall. Zarine had been manning (or is it womanning) the store and I decided to flirt a little with her, despite the fact that she had seen me multiple times in the nude, and had punished me along with Rubina a few times. I had told her that she had eyes as beautiful as Moonmoon Sen, the famed Bengali actress.

Rashida gave my ear another sharp tug.

"You do not try and 'flirt' with our friends." My maid servant told me. "You are my slave, and therefore you are their slave. And slaves are to be seen and not heard, do you understand?"

"Er ... yes, bua. I am very sorry, bua."

"I will punish you properly now, before your breakfast." Rashida told me. She then dropped her hands from my ear and asked me, "Now what did you have for me?"

I had almost forgotten that I had a gift for her. So dominantly had she caught hold of my ear and scolded me while twisting my ear that I had been lost in my deference to her. I was still feeling extremely ashamed from her reprimanding, and felt very submissive towards her.

I got up to face my maid servant, and then much to Rashida's surprise, I went down on my knees. Kneeling in front of her, I told her, "Bua. I have a small birthday gift for you. I hope you do me the honour of accepting it, my mistress."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

As both the ladies watched, amused, I took out the small box from my pocket and gave it -- rather, presented it -- to Rashida. She gave a small chuckle and opened it. Her eyes soon went up and her jaw dropped.

"Baba." She said. "This is an expensive gold necklace."

"Yes, bua." Still kneeling, I looked up at her. "I hope you like it, my lovely bua."

Rashida looked once more at her gift, and the closed the box. She had a smile on her face.

"This is a nice gift, baba. It's very thoughtful. I like it and I will accept it. Thank you."

"I am very happy you like it, my dear bua." I replied. I made a move to get up, but Rashida immediately gestured at me.

"Remain kneeling." She ordered. I acquiesced and went back to my position.

Rashida then turned around so that her back was to me. My chubby maid servant bent down, gathered up the folds of her sari and slowly started to raise it until her ass was completely exposed. She wasn't wearing any panties.

"Lick my asshole, Tarek." She ordered.

"Yes, bua."

Wordlessly, without any protest, as I had been trained to do by now, I immediately placed one hand on each of her ass cheeks and then slowly, gently pressed them apart, and buried my face into the crack of her ass. The aroma of her buttocks filled my nostrils as my tongue flicked out, licking around her rectum. Rashida let me literally suck ass for a few minutes before she told me to get up.

Normally people come down to the kitchen in the morning and their maids give them breakfast. I come down and get to kiss and suck my maid servant's asshole.

Rashida's hand went back to my ear and started to give it a gentle twist, as I stood there, eyes cast downwards.

"Now, now, Rubina." Rashida turned to the other maid, while still pulling my ear. "I can hardly punish baba after he has given me such a nice gift, can I?"

Rubina chuckled.

"No, apa, you can't." She replied. "Also after the way he literally kissed and sucked your ass. But he is a little prick, isn't he? A little prick, WITH a little prick."

Both the maids laughed, even as Rashida held my ear in a vice like grip.

My spirits soared. So, does this mean I was forgiven? My hopes were to be dashed a moment later.

Rashida let go of my ear, and then walked to Rubina.

"You punish him. And make sure you punish him well."

* * *

Rubina led me by the ear to her room. All along the way she kept twisting and pulling on my earlobe. By the time we were in her room, and her door shut behind us, my left ear was bright beetroot red. The maids knew how to give me a proper kaandola, especially the young and sassy Rubina. She now looked at me.

"Strip." She ordered.

"Er ... choto bua, completely?" I asked. If she was going to spank me, she didn't need me to take off my T-shirt, did she?

Rubina responded by slapping me hard.

SLAP!

"Since when do you ..."

SLAP!

"... question my orders, Tarek?"

SLAP!

"I asked you to strip, Tarek, so strip! NOW!"

SLAP!

"I am sorry, choto bua, I really am." I replied, flustered.

Usually I wasn't used to being naked in their rooms early in the morning, especially if my mother was at home, but ... I had to remind myself. I was their slave boy. I was lucky to have two beautiful mistresses to serve. I got out of my pajamas, and then slipped the T-shirt over my head. I stood in front of her, completely naked, my dick limp but ready to get aroused.

"What do you want me to do, choto bua?" I asked her, obediently.

Rubina replied by reaching out and grabbing my other ear. She led me, harshly, to a couch in one corner of her room.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Bend over. Hands on the couch."

"Yes, choto bua."

"Stick your ass up, Tarek. Now that's a good little bitch boy."

"Er ... yes, amar priyo bua."

"Good boy, Tarek! You remember to use those terms of endearment for me! You will get one less spank then."

"Er ... thank you, amar shundor bua."

"Now ... Tarek. What did you say to Zarine?"

"I am sorry, choto bua. I didn't really mean it. It was just a bit of fun."

"That's not what she told me, baba. You were trying to come on to her. Flirt with her."

"I am sorry, choto bua. I was telling her she has the eyes of-"

"You should know your place, Tarek." Rubina interrupted me. "You are a little bitch boy. And little bitch boys don't try to flirt with their mistress's friends. Do you understand, you loser?"

"Yes, choto bua. I do. I am sorry, I just ... it was just harmless fun."

Rubina tapped my buttocks with her hand.

"Stick your ass up! C'mon, Tarek. You should know this by now."

"Yes, choto bua. Amar bhalo bua."

Rubina patted my ass cheek. It was a loving caress, as she lightly squeezed and took in the sight of me humiliatingly bent over, naked, on her couch, ready for her chastisement.

SPANK!

"One. I am sorry, amar mishti bua, I didn't mean to flirt with Zarine apa. Please spank me again."

SPANK!

"Two. I am really sorry, choto bua, I didn't want to do anything wrong with Zarine apa. It was just a harmless joke. Please spank me again."

"You didn't want to do anything wrong, but of course you did something wrong, Tarek!" Rubina scolded me. "You will never flirt with Zarine again."

"Yes, choto bua. You are right, of course, choto bua."

SPANK!

"Three. I am sorry, amar shundor bua, I didn't mean do anything wrong. Please spank me again."

"You have moved, you imbecile!" Rubina hissed. "Now spread your legs. I want to see your little penis -- your chotto nunu --hanging below. Spread your legs!"

"Yes, choto bua."

SPANK!

"Four. I am sorry, choto bua, I will hold my position properly. Please spank me again."

"Your mom never spanked you. So, it has to be me and Rashida apa to do the needful."

SPANK!

"Five. I am sorry, amar mishti bua. I will make sure Zarine apa never complains again. Please spank me again."

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

Rubina started to spank me in earnest. Whenever Rashida gave her a free hand in punishing me, I knew I was in for a good and thorough beating. With each spanking she kept giving me instructions and scolding me for my impertinence. Occasionally she would squeeze my painful buttocks.

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"You are a pleasure to spank now, baba. Your butt gets red very quickly now."

SPANK!

"Now stick your ass up. I want to see that small penis. Ass up!"

SPANK!

"Tarek, I love how quickly your ass gets red."

SPANK!

"Has Farida apa spanked you lately, baba?"

"Er ... no, choto bua."

SPANK!

"Did you jerk yourself lately, Tarek? I don't remember either of us giving you permission recently."

"No, no, my pretty bua. I haven't ..."

"Good!"

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

"Next time, Tarek, I should call Zarine over. She loves to see you getting spanked and all hot and horny."

"Er ... as you wish, choto bua. Your wish is my command, choto bua."

"You are a little prick!"

SPANK!

SPANK!

"Stick your ass out! I want to see that little nunu. Now hold this position!"

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

For the next twenty minutes it was a completely dominating and humiliating punishment session for me as Rubina thoroughly spanked me all over my buttocks, thighs, legs, in addition to giving me a proper kaandola and a generous dose of tight slaps to my cheeks. When it was all done, she made me stand in the corner for five minutes while she sat down on the bed, taking in the sight.

After five minutes were done, she snapped her fingers.

"Alright, baba." She said. "You can go now. Go to the kitchen and Rashida apa can give you your breakfast."

"Choto bua." I said, facing her, somewhat timidly, and still rubbing my sore buttocks. "Can I ask you a question?"

Rubina, lying regally on her bed, glanced at me haughtily, and then nodded.

"Go ahead, baba. What did you want to ask?"

"Choto bua." I rubbed my tender behind again, and continued, "Today is Rashida bua's birthday. Yet, I noticed that she is a little sad. Her face has a melancholy look to it. Why is that?"

Rubina sat up and raised an eyebrow. She glanced at me, contemplated my question and gave a wry smile.

"Baba! Come here!" She ordered.

Obediently I followed her command and stood next to her. Rubina raised her index finger of her right hand, pointed at her cheek.

"Kiss me." She commanded, tapping her cheek. "Here."

"Yes, choto bua."

Obediently, deferentially, like I had been taught, I placed my hands behind my back, leaned forward and touched my lips against the smooth, tight, soft skin of Rubina's right cheek. My dick twitched a little as I kissed her. It couldn't be helped; Rubina was now in the full bloom of youth, and she was a ravishing beauty, and I was kissing her cheek. After a peck, I stood up again.

Rubina then tapped her left cheek.

"Kiss me here now."

"Yes, my beautiful choto bua."

Again, I respectfully walked over to her left side, leaned in and gave her a reverential and platonic peck on the cheek. Once again my dick twitched as my lips touched her cheeks. When I stood up, Rubina had a slight smile on her lips. Her eyes went down towards my genital area. She reached out and caught hold of my manhood.