Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Well ... I hope this Sajid of yours is virile enough." Rashida teased the younger maid. "After all, you have plenty of experience in that area! With you fucking the gardener next door, fucking that guard in the wedding hall down the street, fucking the ..."

"Oh, apa!" Rubina blushed again. "Please don't shame me. Besides, I happen to know Sajid has a nice, long and beautiful cock!"

Rashida's eyes widened, and Rubina giggled.

"Don't ask how I ... er ... fucking know!"

I decided I didn't want to hear any more about this Sajid, and so with a grunt, walked into the kitchen.

Both the maid servants greeted me with a snort and a nod.

"Well, speaking of dicks ..." Rubina muttered dismissively in my direction. "Look who's here, apa."

Rashida turned to face me. Was it my imagination, or did she suddenly look a bit stern?

"You can sit at the dining table, baba." Rashida told me curtly. "I will have your breakfast shortly, but first we have to discuss something."

"Yes, bua." I replied, puzzled. What was there to discuss? I continued, "I also have something to give you, bua."

"Sit down first, Tarek." Rashida ordered.

I sat down, chastised by Rashida's cold rebuke. What was going on? Rashida came and stood next to me. Rubina continued to chop some vegetables but watched the scene out of the corner of her eyes. She had a sly grin on her lips.

I felt Rashida's fingers on my ear, and then felt my earlobe being pinched harshly between her forefinger and thumb. I felt my face starting to flush and go red.

"We heard a complaint about you from Zarine. She told us this morning." Rashida told me, twisting my ear. I blushed as Rashida continued to give me a kaandola (ear twist).

Zarine, as I had said, was the daughter of the paanwala who had a small stall down the street. She also worked as a part time maid on one of the houses down the street. Two days ago Rashida had sent me to fetch some items -- a bag of sugar and some apples -- from the stall. Zarine had been manning (or is it womanning) the store and I decided to flirt a little with her, despite the fact that she had seen me multiple times in the nude, and had punished me along with Rubina a few times. I had told her that she had eyes as beautiful as Moonmoon Sen, the famed Bengali actress.

Rashida gave my ear another sharp tug.

"You do not try and 'flirt' with our friends." My maid servant told me. "You are my slave, and therefore you are their slave. And slaves are to be seen and not heard, do you understand?"

"Er ... yes, bua. I am very sorry, bua."

"I will punish you properly now, before your breakfast." Rashida told me. She then dropped her hands from my ear and asked me, "Now what did you have for me?"

I had almost forgotten that I had a gift for her. So dominantly had she caught hold of my ear and scolded me while twisting my ear that I had been lost in my deference to her. I was still feeling extremely ashamed from her reprimanding, and felt very submissive towards her.

I got up to face my maid servant, and then much to Rashida's surprise, I went down on my knees. Kneeling in front of her, I told her, "Bua. I have a small birthday gift for you. I hope you do me the honour of accepting it, my mistress."