Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"You are getting hard, baba." She told me, rubbing me.

"Er ... yes, bua."

Rashida always liked to stroke me a little before starting my punishments. It made things hard for me, pun intended, when I was getting my ass whooped while my dick was stiff.

Rashida continued to move her hands. My pants now fell to the floor. What a sight for anyone that would walk into the kitchen then! I, the master of the house, standing against the wall, butt naked, and my maid Rashida was fondling my testicles.

"Do you like getting punished, baba?' She asked me, even as I continued to get erect.

"I ... uh ... bua, you know ..." I was at a loss for words.

"Never mind, baba. Brace yourself for your punishment. Your second beating this week, Tarek, I have to say!"

"I am so ashamed, bua."

Rashida moved to stand a little distance behind me, and picked up a spatula from the sink. She then slowly raised her hand.

WHAP!

"Ow! One! Thank you, bua, for the beating. I am sorry for trying to eat the guests' food. Please beat me again."

As I had been well taught by now, I mumbled my thanks to Rashida. I was thanking her -- for spanking me -- and asking for one more. This ... to my maid.

WHAP!

"Two! Thank you, bua, for that. I am sorry I didn't listen to you at once. Please punish me again."

"With pleasure, baba. It looks like you will need a lot more over the years to properly rectify your behavior, Tarek."

"Yes, bua."

WHAP!

"Ow! Ow! Three! Thank you, bua, for the spank. Please punish me again."

"Why are you squirming, baba?"

"I have never been spanked by something so hard like a spatula, bua."

WHAP!

"Owwwww! F-f-four! Thank you, bua, for the b-b-beating. P-p-please punish me again."

"What was regrettable, baba, was that no one ever punished you while growing up. You have become a spoiled young man, and now it's up to me to properly train you into a polite, humble gentleman who respects women."

"Y-y-yes, bua."

WHAP!

"OUCH! Five! T-t-thank you, bua, for the punishment. I am t-t-truly sorry about my behaviour. P-p-please punish me again."

"An aunt, or your mother, should have done this a long time ago, baba. Now it has fallen to your lowly maid servant to guide you and teach you, Tarek."

"Yes, bua. I am yours to be trained, bua. Please spank me."

WHAP!

Initially I was trying to speak in a soft voice and not make too many loud noises for fear of attracting Rubina's attention, but as the pain increased I forgot about that as I started to cry and bawl.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Six! Thank you, bua. Please can I have one more?"

"You certainly will, baba. You must remember that we maids work hard. We are given instructions to make so many pastries for the party. If one is missing, it looks bad on us."

"Yes, bua. I understand, bua. I am truly sorry, bua. Please forgive my mistake, bua."

WHAP!

"Ufff! Ouch! Seven! Thank you, bua, for the spank. Please can I have one more?"

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

Rashida continued to beat me, again and again. The assault on my buttocks continued hard and fast. My maid was an expert spanker, and the spatula found its mark repeatedly, alternating between each ass cheek. My buttocks were burning. After fifteen swats (or was it twenty?), Rashida placed the spatula in the sink.

Phew! I thought I was done. Alas, Rashida had other plans.

"I must punish you for not obeying me as soon as you could. See, if you have just obeyed me, it would have been over by now." She informed me. "Now I have to give you a hand spanking over my lap to teach you a lesson."

"Uh ... yes, of course, bua. I am yours to be punished, bua. From next time, I will listen immediately, bua."

I vaguely hoped my abject apologies would lessen, or even cancel, the impending punishment. No such luck.