Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

My eyes followed the contour of her big back as she turned around. Her sari's pallu was to one side, and I could see a little bit of her back from the low cut angle of her blouse, followed by her big naked bare waist, before the petticoat and sari covered her big, bubbling buttocks. My cock stirred to life as I watched the sari dive in the cleft between her butt cheeks. As she started to walk, one ass cheek went up, while the other went down. With a sigh, a sigh of unremitted love, I started to follow her.

I walked behind her, following her, butt naked, all the way from my room through the house and on to the servants' quarters. I had done this "walk of shame" naked many times before, sometimes with Rashida dragging me by the ear, or sometimes Rubina even holding my turgid penis and leading me. Often it was late at night when everyone else was in bed. Now, since it was early evening, but thank goodness no one else other than her and Rubina was in the house.

Rubina was in the hallway, and she saw me, walking abjectly behind Rashida, naked, following my maid servant like a slave, and she gave a little smirk. As I walked past Rubina, my diminutive maid servant grabbed my buttocks and gave my buns a jiggle and a squeeze, before letting go.

"Have fun being your maid's toilet, baba." Rubina told me, before letting me go.

I followed Rashida into the maids' washroom. It had been recently renovated by my dad, so boasted tiles and a modern finish. Once we were both inside, Rashida turned, closed and locked the door.

"Sit on the commode, baba." She ordered. "And pee."

"Er ... yes, bua."

I sat down on the commode as my maid servant continued to look on. Parting my legs slightly, I pushed my penis down, and started to pee. Within moments, the golden stream hit the commode. Rashida watched, a small smile at the corner of her lips, as I urinated unabashed in front of her. I had a full bladder, and the urine continued to stream down, making a noise, all the while emphasizing my indignity and lowly status.

When I was done, I cleaned myself with water from the lota and some tissue paper, flushed, and then stood and cleaned myself at the basin. As I stood there, I felt Rashida's hands on my bum.

"Bend over." Rashida instructed me.

"Yes, bua." I complied.

"I can see Rubina has spanked you nicely in the morning." Rashida exclaimed, examining my bottom. "I can see the marks on your pasa. Tell me what she did to you."

It was extremely embarrassing to remain bent over in this humiliating position and recount how my younger maid servant had punished me, but I had to do it, and did it, even as Rashida constantly patted and caressed my buttocks during that time. By the time I had finished recounting, I was ashamed to realize I was sporting a small boner.

"Good." Rashida's hands moved forward and she played with my hardness for a bit. When I was rock hard, she let go of me and pointed to the standing shower area.

"Go and kneel down on the tiles, baba." She ordered. "You are going to be my toilet."

"Yes, bua." I knew what she had in mind. I went to the standing shower area, and knelt down on the cold, mosaic floor. I was facing the door and could see Rashida.

She started to strip. I just watched, my eyes rapt in attention.

No matter how many times I had seen my goddess Rashida in the nude, it was still a sight to savor and a moment to treasure. She first took off the sari, rolled it into a pile and then hung it from a hook on the door. The sight of her, dressed in only a blouse and petticoat, with her full big waist and her deep navel on her jiggling belly on display, was mesmerizing.

Rashida then started to unbutton her blouse, and then took it off. Her gigantic boobs, now barely held in place by a small bra, struggled to be free. She reached onto her back, unclipped the bra, and then flung it on another hook on the door. Her gargantuan melons, now free of any constraints, burst out free.

Oh, how pendulously her breasts swung! Firm, bouncy, big, erect, seemingly full of milk -- such vibrant breasts! Rashida saw my looking and gave another smile, and then reached down to untie the knot that held her petticoat together. Pretty soon, she was fully nude, in all her glory. Like many lower class working Indian women, she didn't shave often, so I could see a bush covering both her pubic area and her arm pits. Lovely, fluffy bush. Oh naked Rashida! How often do I dream of thee!

My lovely naked Rashdia got into the standing shower area with me. I was kneeling on the floor, looking up at her. She placed a leg on either side of me. I was now directly looking up at her lower genitalia.

"You ready to be my toilet, baba?" Rashida asked.

"Yes, bua."

Rashida lowered one hand. With two fingers separating the lips of her pussy, my maid servant began to pee. Wordlessly, obediently, slavishly, I opened my mouth as her yellow stream splashed on my face, taking in big gulps of her urine. My body was wet with her yellow fluid as she directed the stream over my head, wetting my hair, and then on my face, into my mouth. I continued to take in each glob of her pee as her gush gently slowed down to a trickle, and then a splatter of a few drops.

When she was done, Rashida grabbed my hair and pulled my mouth to her cunt. There was a strong sharp smell on her legs and the bathroom floor where I was kneeling, now drenched with her piss. I leaned forward and began to clean her dirty pussy with my tongue.

"Mmmmm." Rashida mumbled, as my tongue found its mark. Again and again I lashed out at her clit, quickly bringing her to an orgasm as I licked her clit, just like I had done many times before.

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