Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"I'm sorry bua, I'm sorry. Oh bua, please stop now. Arghhh!!"

Tears streamed heavily down my face. The intensity of the spanking increased until I felt like my entire butt was on fire. But suddenly and without warning Rashida stopped. I adjusted my position slightly and reached up to rub myself with my right hand.

Rashida pushed my arm down. "No, baba! Stay in position. I want you to contemplate the burning sting for a while longer."

More than a minute passed until I was finally told that I should stand up. "Do not place your hands on your behind baba. Put them back on your head and hold your ears." I stood erect in that position. My face was now flush with shame.

Rashida got up and walked around me, inspecting me from all sides. Finally she came and stood in front of me, facing me. Her hands went down and enveloped my manhood.

"Your pasa has turned a nice even red colour." Rashida informed me, stroking my rock hard penis softly. "I can see the marks of my strokes."

"Thank you, bua. I deserve my punishment bua."

Rashida continued to stroke me for a little while until I was very close to cumming. I honestly thought my punishment was over and she was giving me some relief. Suddenly, without any warning, she stopped rubbing me and turned around.

"Tarek Zia, now put on your clothes and go to your room. And stay there! Think about what you did until I decide what to do next."

"Yes, bua." I internally sighed at not being allowed to cum, while also cringed at realizing that my punishment was not over!

I put on my underwear, grimacing as it brushed against my now tender buttocks, smarting from the spanking. I put on my trousers and then my T-shirt. I was now fully dressed.

"Baba." Rashida commanded, just as I was about to leave her room. "I want you to go straight to your room, and I want you to stay there. Do NOT lock the door, but shut it."

"Yes, bua."

"And no supper for you today, Tarek."

"Er ... yes, bua."

I turned the handle and exited out of the room into the hallway. I turned around and shut the door to Rashida's room.

"Baba! What were you doing in there?"

The voice startled me. I turned around to see Rubina. She had just been emerging from her room herself.

"Oh ..." I was at a loss, not knowing what to say.

"Were you with Rashida apa?" She asked innocently.

"Er ... yes, Rubina." I said.

She came forward and stared at my face.

"Your cheeks are all red, baba. Do you have an allergy or something?"

"Uh ... yes, allergy. Yes, I have some allergic reaction to something I ate." I thought fast. "I wanted to show it to bua ... I mean to Rashida. I wanted to see if she had any cream or something."

"Ah ... OK."

Was it my imagination or did I see the hint of a sly smile on Rubina's face? Without thinking more about it, I quickly ran to my room. Once in my room, I immediately shut the door, while remembering not to lock it. Then I instantly rushed to get out of my pants.

My ass was on fire.

A few hours passed as I stayed in this state, and tried not to think of how I had gotten myself into this situation. Here I was, in my room alone, wearing nothing but a T-shirt. Finally, when evening came, I was able to sit down, on my bed, but I was still nursing a rather sore and a very stinging bottom. My pants and underwear were still on the floor. With my back to the mirror, I stood up, turned my head and glanced.

My buttocks were still bright red, even though my maid servant Rashida had spanked me over five hours ago with her hair brush. Gingerly I now put on my underwear and pants, trying not to think of the fact that merely two months after I had been first punished by my buxom servant, I was punished again today by her. Once again with no protest from me.