Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"It's been a while that I think you haven't been given a thorough punishment, baba. Yes, from time to time we spank you. We use the cane on you. Last night, for example, I punished you. And this morning, you got a proper whooping from Rubina. But these punishments are a result of your infractions. My question is, why should you even give us a reason to discipline you?"

"I am sorry, bua..."

"Sssh!" Rashida now walked up and stood directly in front of me. "You have been my slave for the last five years! You should be thoroughly trained by now! And yet ..."

Her hand went up and grabbed an ear. I felt the distinct tug as she pinched the lobe of my ear, and then twisted it.

"From now on," Rashida told me, "I will expect higher standards from you. I will tell you something just once. If I have to tell you more than once, you're getting a slap! Or even a spanking if I feel like it. Do you understand?"

It was hard for me to nod as she firmly held me by the ear, but I made an attempt anyways.

"Yes, bua. Of course, bua."

"Tonight, I am going to make sure you understand that. I will spank you very hard, tonight, baba. And you know what? You deserve every single smack, baba, and when my hand is too sore to go on, you're going to fetch me my cane and bend over a chair. And even then I won't be finished. After that you are going to give me that favourite hand brush of mine. And then you will be over my knee as I whack you with my chappal! Both of them! When I am done punishing you ... ALL NIGHT ... you are going to have a very, very sore buttock, that will be very, very, very red!"

Rashida let go of my ear and raised her hand.

SLAP!

SLAP!

"Now off you go, baba. And make preparations for our date."

"Yes, bua."

I left her room. Chastised, but also giddy.

I have a date! I HAVE A DATE!

I.

Have.

A.

Date.

With my love.

My bua!

My sexy bua!

My big bua with the big buttocks and the big breasts!

My lovely, dominant bua!

MY LOVE!

* * *

It was 6ish in the evening, and I was changing. I was actually admiring myself in the mirror. Hard work at the gym was paying off and I loved what I was seeing.

Suddenly my day dreaming was broken by a sharp knock on the door of my bedroom. The knock was quickly followed by the door handle turning, and then the door was pushed open. It was Rashida.

"Baba, I need-" She was going to say something, but stopped when she saw me, fully nude, standing in front of the mirror. Her eyes narrowed.

"Baba." She asked. "Why are you naked?"

"B-b-bua." I stammered. "I was just getting ready, and about to change. We ... we ... we have a date, remember? In an hour? China Cottage -- I got the reservations, as I had told you."

"Hmm." Rashida beckoned at me with a curled finger. "Come with me. I need you to help get me ready. I need to go to the toilet."

"Er ... toilet?"

"Of course." Rashida harrumphed. "What are you ... short of hearing?"

She was not in a good mood. Yet.

"Er ... yes, of course, bua." I answered. "Should I put on my underwear, at least?"

Rashida walked up to me, calmly raised her hand and caught hold of my left ear in a vice grip. Her fingers pressed hard against my ear lobe.

"Baba. Baba." My buxom maid servant shook her head, as she twisted my ear. "How many times must you be this stupid?"

"Oww ... owww ... I am sorry, bua." I faltered and apologized, as Rashida pulled at my ear hard. "I wasn't thinking."

Rashida let go of my ear, and then raised her hand again. Knowing what was to happen, I presented my right cheek to her.

SLAP!

Rashida raised her hand and calmly slapped me, and with the back of her hand slapped me again on the other cheek.

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

Rashida's six slaps were tight, fast and left my cheeks stinging.

"Ok, come with me." My maid servant commanded, turning around and starting to head out of the room.