11-03-2019, 03:17 PM
"Er ... yes, bua."
Rashida gently kneaded my balls in the palm of her hand.
"Your balls are heavy, Tarek. This is turning you on."
"Yes, bua. I am sorry, bua. Please forgive me, bua."
After we were done, Rashida ordered me to drain out the water. She dried herself with a towel, and then I wiped myself off with the same towel. Rashida then dressed as I stood and watched.
First, she was facing away so I was staring at her lovely, huge, fleshy, bouncing buttocks. She bent down to put on her huge panties. Then she slipped into her petty coat and brought it up to her waist, where she tied it up. She then turned so she was now facing me, her boobs open and bouncing around. She ordered me to grab her brassiere. I had to go around the back and do up her bra, all the while controlling my urge to cum, or rub my cock against her plump buttocks. Rashida then put on her blouse. Finally, the sari went back up, around her, leaving her ample waist and navel completely exposed. Rashida, my maid, was now dressed, and I was still nude.
She then slipped the belt "noose" back over my neck. Obediently, I knelt down so I was on all fours. Rashida laughed.
"So you like being a bitch, eh, baba? I didn't even have to order you to kneel – you did it yourself." My face went flush with shame. Rashida bent down, twisted my ear, and gave my bum a pat to signify my lowly status.
She then led me back to my bedroom on a leash like the servant animal I was. Once she shut the door, Rashida untied the belt and ordered me to stand up. I was now back in my room, still buck naked, at the service of my maid. I was shivering slightly at the damp, and hoped I wouldn't catch a cold.
"There's only one more punishment I want to give you tonight, baba." She told me. "After that, I expect you to be on good behavior."
"Yes, bua. Thank you, bua."
Rashida then told me to bend down so my hands rested against my knees, and I was bent over with my butt sticking out.
"Now, baba, did I bring my cane in here before our bath?"
"I don't think so, bua." I replied honestly. "When I was kissing your feet, I didn't see a cane in your hand."
"Hmm. I could have sworn I brought my cane here." Rashida grumbled. "Now I will have to go back to my room to bring it."
She ordered me to remain in position until she was back.
"If I come back and see you move, even slightly, baba, I will multiply the canings by ten! I want that bum sticking out nice and clear until I am back."
"Yes, bua."
I dared not move as Rashida left the room, leaving the door ajar. I could hear her heavy steps walk across to the other side of the house. There was a silence for a long time. No doubt, she was rummaging through her room for a large, long cane that she had kept especially for this occasion. My butt winced in anticipation of the pain that was no doubt about to result due to that cane. I wondered when Rashida had obtained it. I could hear her steps as she was walking back.
Then I froze. I heard laughter – and it wasn't Rashida's. It was Rubina's! She was back! And the door to my room was open! Should I go over and shut it? That would mean moving, and leaving my position that Rashida had forbidden me too. I did not want Rubina to discover me in this situation, but I did not want more canings from Rashida, or her displeasure. Confused, alarmed, flush with shame, I stood rooted to the spot in my position.
I could definitely hear voices now – Rashida and Rubina. There was laughter and snickering, and they were approaching my room! However it was Rashida alone who entered my room, and upon entering she turned and shut the door. Phew!
"Did you hear me talk to Rubina?" Rashida asked me.
"Yes, bua." I replied. "She's back then?"
"Yes, her uncle is leaving for the village, so she couldn't spend the night there." Rashida looked at me, still bent over, my hands on my knees, in the same position as when she had left me.
"Good, Tarek, that you haven't moved." She clucked her tongue approvingly. "Now tell me, baba, the door was open, Rubina could have walked in any time, yet you didn't move. Why?"
She was going to make me say it. And I found to my surprise that I wanted to say it.
"You had ordered me not to move, bua." I answered. "I am already being punished by you; I have to listen to you, bua, and I did not want to add to my punishment for disobeying you."
Rashida gently kneaded my balls in the palm of her hand.
"Your balls are heavy, Tarek. This is turning you on."
"Yes, bua. I am sorry, bua. Please forgive me, bua."
After we were done, Rashida ordered me to drain out the water. She dried herself with a towel, and then I wiped myself off with the same towel. Rashida then dressed as I stood and watched.
First, she was facing away so I was staring at her lovely, huge, fleshy, bouncing buttocks. She bent down to put on her huge panties. Then she slipped into her petty coat and brought it up to her waist, where she tied it up. She then turned so she was now facing me, her boobs open and bouncing around. She ordered me to grab her brassiere. I had to go around the back and do up her bra, all the while controlling my urge to cum, or rub my cock against her plump buttocks. Rashida then put on her blouse. Finally, the sari went back up, around her, leaving her ample waist and navel completely exposed. Rashida, my maid, was now dressed, and I was still nude.
She then slipped the belt "noose" back over my neck. Obediently, I knelt down so I was on all fours. Rashida laughed.
"So you like being a bitch, eh, baba? I didn't even have to order you to kneel – you did it yourself." My face went flush with shame. Rashida bent down, twisted my ear, and gave my bum a pat to signify my lowly status.
She then led me back to my bedroom on a leash like the servant animal I was. Once she shut the door, Rashida untied the belt and ordered me to stand up. I was now back in my room, still buck naked, at the service of my maid. I was shivering slightly at the damp, and hoped I wouldn't catch a cold.
"There's only one more punishment I want to give you tonight, baba." She told me. "After that, I expect you to be on good behavior."
"Yes, bua. Thank you, bua."
Rashida then told me to bend down so my hands rested against my knees, and I was bent over with my butt sticking out.
"Now, baba, did I bring my cane in here before our bath?"
"I don't think so, bua." I replied honestly. "When I was kissing your feet, I didn't see a cane in your hand."
"Hmm. I could have sworn I brought my cane here." Rashida grumbled. "Now I will have to go back to my room to bring it."
She ordered me to remain in position until she was back.
"If I come back and see you move, even slightly, baba, I will multiply the canings by ten! I want that bum sticking out nice and clear until I am back."
"Yes, bua."
I dared not move as Rashida left the room, leaving the door ajar. I could hear her heavy steps walk across to the other side of the house. There was a silence for a long time. No doubt, she was rummaging through her room for a large, long cane that she had kept especially for this occasion. My butt winced in anticipation of the pain that was no doubt about to result due to that cane. I wondered when Rashida had obtained it. I could hear her steps as she was walking back.
Then I froze. I heard laughter – and it wasn't Rashida's. It was Rubina's! She was back! And the door to my room was open! Should I go over and shut it? That would mean moving, and leaving my position that Rashida had forbidden me too. I did not want Rubina to discover me in this situation, but I did not want more canings from Rashida, or her displeasure. Confused, alarmed, flush with shame, I stood rooted to the spot in my position.
I could definitely hear voices now – Rashida and Rubina. There was laughter and snickering, and they were approaching my room! However it was Rashida alone who entered my room, and upon entering she turned and shut the door. Phew!
"Did you hear me talk to Rubina?" Rashida asked me.
"Yes, bua." I replied. "She's back then?"
"Yes, her uncle is leaving for the village, so she couldn't spend the night there." Rashida looked at me, still bent over, my hands on my knees, in the same position as when she had left me.
"Good, Tarek, that you haven't moved." She clucked her tongue approvingly. "Now tell me, baba, the door was open, Rubina could have walked in any time, yet you didn't move. Why?"
She was going to make me say it. And I found to my surprise that I wanted to say it.
"You had ordered me not to move, bua." I answered. "I am already being punished by you; I have to listen to you, bua, and I did not want to add to my punishment for disobeying you."
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