11-03-2019, 03:16 PM
"Come!" She pulled the belt, and we entered the giant bathroom. This was the best washroom in the whole house. Luxuriously detailed with marble counter tops and gold taps, there was a huge hot tub at one end. Rashida ordered me to work the taps, and soon the tub was filled with warm water.
Rashida slipped her 'leash' over my neck and tossed it across the bathroom, and told me to stand up. There I was, standing naked in my parents' washroom, while my maid ogled me, deciding how to best punish me.
"When was the last time I gave you a bath, baba?"
"Er ..." I tried to remember. "I think when I was 4 or 5, bua."
"So over a decade ago. See, if I want to play with you and punish you in the nude, I have to make sure you are clean, and going forward, will remain clean."
"Yes, bua. I am clean, bua. I always..."
SLAP!
Rashida slapped me again.
"Do NOT interrupt me."
"I am sorry, bua. Please forgive me, bua."
"We will take a bath together." Rashida said. "In ancient times, mistresses and their slave girls often bathed together, where the slave girls would clean the mistress and groom her. You, Tarek, are my slave girl today. But you will not groom or clean me today. You need much more training before you can do those tasks."
"Yes, bua."
My pecker stood at attention. If Rashida was going to take a bath with me, was she going to disrobe? Was I going to see her naked?
I had fantasized about this long enough. In some of my dreams, I was lying in bed with a naked Rashida. My hands would roam over her body and pay homage to her gigantic melons. I would squeeze each breast and finger the teat. Then my hand would travel downwards, over her plump tummy, and then to between her legs, even as she would purr and writhe with desire. Never had I thought I would actually get to see my maid servant in the nude.
Rashida turned to me and raised an eye brow. "Ever seen a woman naked, baba, for real?"
"I ... er ... no, bua. Actually, no, today I saw Rubina, bua."
"Ah, yes, of course."
Rashida started to undress. First it was her sari that came off. She lowered the pallu and slowly unwrapped the sari from her body. Now she was just in a petticoat and blouse. I noticed a small damp spot on her petticoat, right between her legs. The petticoat soon dropped to the floor. Rashida wasn't wearing a panty. For the very first time in my life, I was seeing a woman's crotch right in front of me.
Rashida hadn't shaved down there – she was very hairy. For some reason, this actually turned me on more. My maid servant then raised her arms and started to take off her blouse.
It was an extra ordinary feeling to actually see the woman who dominated me so completely stripping off her clothes entirely to join my own state of nakedness. For so long had I masturbated to thoughts of Rashida's heaving bosom. Here I watched in awe as her massive boobs sprang free once her blouse and bra was off, her nipples sharp and pointed. She now was standing completely in the nude. I took in her fat, matronly body, from her pinch-able fat cheeks to her big fat boobs to her plump waist and then her thick thighs.
Rashida slipped her 'leash' over my neck and tossed it across the bathroom, and told me to stand up. There I was, standing naked in my parents' washroom, while my maid ogled me, deciding how to best punish me.
"When was the last time I gave you a bath, baba?"
"Er ..." I tried to remember. "I think when I was 4 or 5, bua."
"So over a decade ago. See, if I want to play with you and punish you in the nude, I have to make sure you are clean, and going forward, will remain clean."
"Yes, bua. I am clean, bua. I always..."
SLAP!
Rashida slapped me again.
"Do NOT interrupt me."
"I am sorry, bua. Please forgive me, bua."
"We will take a bath together." Rashida said. "In ancient times, mistresses and their slave girls often bathed together, where the slave girls would clean the mistress and groom her. You, Tarek, are my slave girl today. But you will not groom or clean me today. You need much more training before you can do those tasks."
"Yes, bua."
My pecker stood at attention. If Rashida was going to take a bath with me, was she going to disrobe? Was I going to see her naked?
I had fantasized about this long enough. In some of my dreams, I was lying in bed with a naked Rashida. My hands would roam over her body and pay homage to her gigantic melons. I would squeeze each breast and finger the teat. Then my hand would travel downwards, over her plump tummy, and then to between her legs, even as she would purr and writhe with desire. Never had I thought I would actually get to see my maid servant in the nude.
Rashida turned to me and raised an eye brow. "Ever seen a woman naked, baba, for real?"
"I ... er ... no, bua. Actually, no, today I saw Rubina, bua."
"Ah, yes, of course."
Rashida started to undress. First it was her sari that came off. She lowered the pallu and slowly unwrapped the sari from her body. Now she was just in a petticoat and blouse. I noticed a small damp spot on her petticoat, right between her legs. The petticoat soon dropped to the floor. Rashida wasn't wearing a panty. For the very first time in my life, I was seeing a woman's crotch right in front of me.
Rashida hadn't shaved down there – she was very hairy. For some reason, this actually turned me on more. My maid servant then raised her arms and started to take off her blouse.
It was an extra ordinary feeling to actually see the woman who dominated me so completely stripping off her clothes entirely to join my own state of nakedness. For so long had I masturbated to thoughts of Rashida's heaving bosom. Here I watched in awe as her massive boobs sprang free once her blouse and bra was off, her nipples sharp and pointed. She now was standing completely in the nude. I took in her fat, matronly body, from her pinch-able fat cheeks to her big fat boobs to her plump waist and then her thick thighs.
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