Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Even though Rubina could have seen you in this degrading position?"

"Er ... yes, bua."

"Excellent! You have been trained well. Now! Back to the caning, baba."

As Rashida spoke, I wondered if Rubina had seen the large cane in Rashida's hand – the cane that Rashida was now swinging to and fro as she approached me. I wondered if Rubina had asked Rashida what the cane was for. She must have seen Rashida enter my room with the cane! Just how much did Rubina know of my now unique relationship with Rashida?

"Have you ever been caned before, baba?" Rashida asked me, causing me to return to the present.

"Only once, bua." I responded. "Mrs. Helen D'Souza, our Social Studies teacher, once took me to her office and caned me for not doing my homework."

"That wasn't too long ago then." Rashida correctly deduced. "Was it on your bare bum, or did you keep your trousers on?"

"She caned me over my trousers, bua."

"Good, so this will be your first bareback caning. Now," Rashida instructed, "Stand up. I want you to walk over to your study desk, bend over the chair and hold on to the seat of the chair. Please assume that position now, baba."

Suppliantly I did as she asked.

"Please spread your legs for me, baba."

I felt the tap of the cane on my inner thighs as I spread my legs far apart. This made my dick and balls hang down completely exposed, between my legs. Remember, I was completely naked. I felt very vulnerable. My maid had a cane in her hand, and I was standing, bent over, legs spread apart.

"You will get ten strokes of the cane." Rashida decided. "As before, count them out loud, and make sure to thank me after each stroke. Do you understand, baba?"

"Yes, bua!" I replied. Ten strokes. I could do this, I told myself.

I felt a tap on my already sore bum, heard a swoosh through the air, then WHACK! A bolt of lightning shot across my ass cheeks, jolting my whole body.

"OUCH! One! Thank you, bua. Please cane me again."

WHACK!

"Ow! Ow! Two! Thank you, bua. Please cane me again."

Rashida tapped my cock and balls with the tip of the cane. This made me very aware, once again, that I was undressed and exposed, in my room, bent over my chair with my legs apart. And, I was allowing my maid to see me this way and cane me. Not to mention, my other maid was in the house and could hear us.

WHACK!

"Ow! Three! Thank you, bua. P-p-please cane me again."

WHACK!

That last one was really painful. Rashida had swung with all of her might and the cane had come down fast, and my bottom was really stinging.

"Ouch! Four! T-t-t-thank you, bua. P-p-p-please cane me again." Tears were streaming down my face.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Rat-tat-tat! I froze. It was Rubina! The door wasn't locked. Surely, she wasn't coming in!

"Apa!" Rubina called out to Rashida from the other side of the door, using the respectful term when addressing an older lady. "Are you in there?"

"Yes, Rubina." Rashida replied. "I am here. What's the matter?"

"Oh, nothing, apa. I am going to bed and just wanted to say good night."

"Oh all right, Rubina." Rashida called out. "Good night. I will go to bed myself in a while. I have some business to attend to here."

"Yes, apa, I am sure you do." I heard a stifled giggle, and then heard her steps walking away.

"How many strokes was that?" Rashida asked me. I was tempted to lie, but I knew it wouldn't get me anywhere.

"Four," I answered, still bent over.

"You are doing good. Almost halfway there." Rashida told me. "Six more strokes to go."

WHACK!

"Five! Thank you, bua." Now I was feeling a mixture of pain and humiliation, knowing it was possible Rubina may know what Rashida was doing to me on the other side of the door, which strangely made me even aroused. "Please cane me again."

WHACK!

"Six! Thank you, bua. Please cane me again-"