16-03-2019, 02:58 PM
About fifteen minutes later, I was finally seated (it still pained!) to finish my studies. My parents called my cell and told me they would be late, and to remind me to be ready to receive guests by the evening.
About half an hour later, the door to my room opened. This time, it was my younger maid Rubina who entered the room with a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
"Baba." She grinned. "There you are!"
"Salaams, choto bua." I immediately stood up and greeted her with respect, as I had been trained to by now.
"I heard Rashida apa finally used her new chappal on you?" She asked me mockingly.
"Yes, choto bua."
"How did it feel? Did it sting?"
"Yes, choto bua." I tried to answer as honestly as I could, even as I blushed. "A cane hits one part of my bum with intense power, but the chappal, while less painful, hits a larger area. I could not sit for some time. And it was ... more ..."
"Embarrassing?" Rubina mocked me. "That you are fit to be spanked with your maid's sandals?"
I hung my head in shame and did not reply.
"I think I want to see the results." Rubina ordered me. "Turn around, and face the wall."
I did as she asked. Rubina came up to stand behind me, put her hands under my T-shirt, poked around until she grabbed hold of my pajamas, and then with one tug, pulled them all the way down to my ankles. Once more, the fact that they were merely my employees did not stop one of my maids from stripping me forcefully. And I was powerless to stop Rubina.
"Step out of your pajamas." She ordered, and I complied.
As I said, Rubina was the younger maid servant. She was my age, nineteen. Whereas Rashida was big, Rubina was small. She was of average height, and scrawny. Her only redeeming features were her big butts. She did have a beautiful face (she was only nineteen after all!), but her boobs, while big, weren't as big as Rashida's. However, she was young, so her breasts were more supple than Rashida's.
Rubina came from a poor family, who were only too happy to let her live with us and work for us from a tender age. From the age of six or seven, I don't remember, she used to work as a maid in our establishment. My parents paid for her education, and she went to a college for servant kids, but I was the son of the house, and I had all the luxuries, and she was the maid, destined to a life of servitude.
And now here she was, pulling down my pants to examine my butt that had just been spanked by my other maid.
"Hmm... nice and red." Rubina commented, running her hands all over my ass, while I remained perfectly still. "She has really done a nice job."
Rubina then caught hold of my shoulders and made me turn around to face her. My eyes remained cast downwards as Rubina moved her hands towards my exposed genitals. She kneaded by balls for some time before giving my semi-erect dick a stroke or two.
"I think I will have some fun with you now, baba." Rubina stepped back and crossed her arms. "Baba, raise your arms and hold your ears."
"Yes, choto bua." I meekly complied. This was a standard Indian punishment. I raised my hands to my ears and grabbed hold of them, pinching them between my thumb and forefinger.
"Good." Rubina inspected me as I held my position. "Now you will do situps, holding your ears. Squat down, and then stand back up. I want you to do ten situps. And you will loudly count each one."
"Yes, choto bua."
Still holding my ears, I squatted down on my haunches, stayed there for a moment, and then stood back up.
"One. Thank you, choto bua, for this punishment."
I repeated another squat.
"Two. Thank you, choto bua, for this punishment."
At this moment Rashida walked into the room.
"I was looking for you, Rubina, oh..." Rashida paused as she saw my condition. "I needed you in the kitchen. Are you punishing him?"
"Well," Rubina replied. "I was just having some fun with him, apa - but that can wait."
"It will have to wait," Rashida decided. "There's lot of work to be done for the party. We'll have our fun with him on Monday night."
About half an hour later, the door to my room opened. This time, it was my younger maid Rubina who entered the room with a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
"Baba." She grinned. "There you are!"
"Salaams, choto bua." I immediately stood up and greeted her with respect, as I had been trained to by now.
"I heard Rashida apa finally used her new chappal on you?" She asked me mockingly.
"Yes, choto bua."
"How did it feel? Did it sting?"
"Yes, choto bua." I tried to answer as honestly as I could, even as I blushed. "A cane hits one part of my bum with intense power, but the chappal, while less painful, hits a larger area. I could not sit for some time. And it was ... more ..."
"Embarrassing?" Rubina mocked me. "That you are fit to be spanked with your maid's sandals?"
I hung my head in shame and did not reply.
"I think I want to see the results." Rubina ordered me. "Turn around, and face the wall."
I did as she asked. Rubina came up to stand behind me, put her hands under my T-shirt, poked around until she grabbed hold of my pajamas, and then with one tug, pulled them all the way down to my ankles. Once more, the fact that they were merely my employees did not stop one of my maids from stripping me forcefully. And I was powerless to stop Rubina.
"Step out of your pajamas." She ordered, and I complied.
As I said, Rubina was the younger maid servant. She was my age, nineteen. Whereas Rashida was big, Rubina was small. She was of average height, and scrawny. Her only redeeming features were her big butts. She did have a beautiful face (she was only nineteen after all!), but her boobs, while big, weren't as big as Rashida's. However, she was young, so her breasts were more supple than Rashida's.
Rubina came from a poor family, who were only too happy to let her live with us and work for us from a tender age. From the age of six or seven, I don't remember, she used to work as a maid in our establishment. My parents paid for her education, and she went to a college for servant kids, but I was the son of the house, and I had all the luxuries, and she was the maid, destined to a life of servitude.
And now here she was, pulling down my pants to examine my butt that had just been spanked by my other maid.
"Hmm... nice and red." Rubina commented, running her hands all over my ass, while I remained perfectly still. "She has really done a nice job."
Rubina then caught hold of my shoulders and made me turn around to face her. My eyes remained cast downwards as Rubina moved her hands towards my exposed genitals. She kneaded by balls for some time before giving my semi-erect dick a stroke or two.
"I think I will have some fun with you now, baba." Rubina stepped back and crossed her arms. "Baba, raise your arms and hold your ears."
"Yes, choto bua." I meekly complied. This was a standard Indian punishment. I raised my hands to my ears and grabbed hold of them, pinching them between my thumb and forefinger.
"Good." Rubina inspected me as I held my position. "Now you will do situps, holding your ears. Squat down, and then stand back up. I want you to do ten situps. And you will loudly count each one."
"Yes, choto bua."
Still holding my ears, I squatted down on my haunches, stayed there for a moment, and then stood back up.
"One. Thank you, choto bua, for this punishment."
I repeated another squat.
"Two. Thank you, choto bua, for this punishment."
At this moment Rashida walked into the room.
"I was looking for you, Rubina, oh..." Rashida paused as she saw my condition. "I needed you in the kitchen. Are you punishing him?"
"Well," Rubina replied. "I was just having some fun with him, apa - but that can wait."
"It will have to wait," Rashida decided. "There's lot of work to be done for the party. We'll have our fun with him on Monday night."
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