17-03-2019, 06:11 PM
Prostrating myself, I immediately kissed her right foot. I pressed my lips to her ankles, and then kissed the area just above the toes, and then kissed her big toe. I repeated the action with her left foot. I then stood up, waiting to see, hopefully, if she would beckon me to kiss her cheeks. Instead, she raised her right hand and caught my left ear in a vice like grip.
I stood there as my maid servant punished me by pulling my ear.
"Baba." Rashida remarked, somewhat sadly, as she twisted my ear. "Why do you do this?"
"Bua... I ... OW!" I yelped as my maid servant pinched my earlobes before tugging my ear.
"You did not bring everything I asked for," Rashida calmly continued to bend my ear. "When I tell you something, HOW MANY TIMES I HAVE TOLD YOU, you pathetic fuck, that I want things to be obeyed properly! YOU HAVE TO PAY ATTENTION, you fucking piece of fuck!"
"I am sorry, bua, I ... OW"
Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Rubina enter the room, grinning. She was enjoying my punishment. Me? I was wondering what I did. What I missed. And how my voluptuous older maid servant was punishing me, the son of her employer, and my other, younger, maid servant was watching, grinning.
"Don't you feel ashamed, baba," Rashida scolded me as she held my earlobe between her finger tips, "getting a kaan dola from your maid? Your kaajer meye? Where's your sense of self respect?"
"I ... I am sorry, bua." I mumbled. Rashida never punished me unless I deserved it, so I wondered what I had done.
"Rubina." Rashida let go of my burning ear and turned to the younger maid. "Baba ke nangta koro. Strip him."
"Yes, apa."
Rubina stood behind me. I could feel her hands on my buttocks, feeling me up through my pajamas. This is what men usually do to women on crowded Indian public buses. Place a hand on their buttocks and caress them through their clothes and later claim it's an accident (of course nowadays the public will beat you up if you try this). Rubina was now caressing and cupping my butt cheeks. Suddenly, in a swift motion, she pulled down my pajamas which fell to my ankles, exposing my bare genitals.
"Look at his pathetic nunu," Rashida said, reaching out and gently stroking my manhood. "It's trying to get erect, even as he knows we, his maid servants, will punish him."
Rubina stripped me off my T-shirt as Rashida continued to play with my balls and penis. I stood there awkwardly, now completely naked. Rashida's gentle touches on my cock was having its affect, even though I knew I was in for some serious spanking. Rashida then let go of my balls, raised her hand and once again caught hold of my ear.
"Come, Tarek." Rashida told me in a soft voice.
"Yes, bua."
Rashida led me by the ear to the drawing room. It was painful. Rashida was a big, powerful lady, and she kept a strong hold on my ear as we walked, twisting and pulling it, and occasionally sharply pinching the earlobe.
"Get in here Tarek." She told me, dragging me by the ear. I stumbled and followed her into the drawing room, even as she kept wringing my ear. If anyone could see me now, naked, being led around the house by my ear, by my own maid servant woman!
"Oh, my God, I can't believe you are such an embarrassment to me, Tarek." Rashida gave my ear a final twist and then pointed to the floor. "Kneel! Get down on your knees, baba."
"Yes, bua." I meekly went down on my knees onto the floor. My cock rubbed against the inner sides of my thighs. Rashida looked at me with disgust and nodded to Rubina.
Rubina now came around Rashida from behind her and stood directly in front of me. My younger maid, who was of my age, reached out and cupped my chin, forcing me to look up at her.
I stood there as my maid servant punished me by pulling my ear.
"Baba." Rashida remarked, somewhat sadly, as she twisted my ear. "Why do you do this?"
"Bua... I ... OW!" I yelped as my maid servant pinched my earlobes before tugging my ear.
"You did not bring everything I asked for," Rashida calmly continued to bend my ear. "When I tell you something, HOW MANY TIMES I HAVE TOLD YOU, you pathetic fuck, that I want things to be obeyed properly! YOU HAVE TO PAY ATTENTION, you fucking piece of fuck!"
"I am sorry, bua, I ... OW"
Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Rubina enter the room, grinning. She was enjoying my punishment. Me? I was wondering what I did. What I missed. And how my voluptuous older maid servant was punishing me, the son of her employer, and my other, younger, maid servant was watching, grinning.
"Don't you feel ashamed, baba," Rashida scolded me as she held my earlobe between her finger tips, "getting a kaan dola from your maid? Your kaajer meye? Where's your sense of self respect?"
"I ... I am sorry, bua." I mumbled. Rashida never punished me unless I deserved it, so I wondered what I had done.
"Rubina." Rashida let go of my burning ear and turned to the younger maid. "Baba ke nangta koro. Strip him."
"Yes, apa."
Rubina stood behind me. I could feel her hands on my buttocks, feeling me up through my pajamas. This is what men usually do to women on crowded Indian public buses. Place a hand on their buttocks and caress them through their clothes and later claim it's an accident (of course nowadays the public will beat you up if you try this). Rubina was now caressing and cupping my butt cheeks. Suddenly, in a swift motion, she pulled down my pajamas which fell to my ankles, exposing my bare genitals.
"Look at his pathetic nunu," Rashida said, reaching out and gently stroking my manhood. "It's trying to get erect, even as he knows we, his maid servants, will punish him."
Rubina stripped me off my T-shirt as Rashida continued to play with my balls and penis. I stood there awkwardly, now completely naked. Rashida's gentle touches on my cock was having its affect, even though I knew I was in for some serious spanking. Rashida then let go of my balls, raised her hand and once again caught hold of my ear.
"Come, Tarek." Rashida told me in a soft voice.
"Yes, bua."
Rashida led me by the ear to the drawing room. It was painful. Rashida was a big, powerful lady, and she kept a strong hold on my ear as we walked, twisting and pulling it, and occasionally sharply pinching the earlobe.
"Get in here Tarek." She told me, dragging me by the ear. I stumbled and followed her into the drawing room, even as she kept wringing my ear. If anyone could see me now, naked, being led around the house by my ear, by my own maid servant woman!
"Oh, my God, I can't believe you are such an embarrassment to me, Tarek." Rashida gave my ear a final twist and then pointed to the floor. "Kneel! Get down on your knees, baba."
"Yes, bua." I meekly went down on my knees onto the floor. My cock rubbed against the inner sides of my thighs. Rashida looked at me with disgust and nodded to Rubina.
Rubina now came around Rashida from behind her and stood directly in front of me. My younger maid, who was of my age, reached out and cupped my chin, forcing me to look up at her.
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