Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Yes, bua. I am really ashamed. I will never, ever, EVER even think of sniffing your panties, bua. I know that is my action that caused you the most pain."

"Then it is time for your reward."

I looked up at her, confused.

Rashida had stopped fiddling with her blouse buttons. That's because it was now open from the front. She placed her hand over her humongous breasts, and gently popped out the left breast from under the bra. To say I was surprised was understating it. My eyes locked on to the sight of her bare left breast, and the erect nipple.

"Come here, baba."

As if in a trance, I walked up to her.

"Sit down on my lap."

I did as she asked. I sat down on her lap, my butt resting on her thighs. I fought back an urge to scream as my blistered behind came in contact with the silk of her sari.

"Baba."

Rashida tenderly cupped my balls.

"Do you think you have been punished enough, baba?" She asked me, gently kneading my balls between her thumb and forefinger, as one would roll a ball of dough. "Was all of this humiliating enough for you, slave?"

"Yes, bua." I answered honestly. "Especially my punishment by choto bua."

My younger maid, a young woman who was actually younger than me, had completely dominated and ruthlessly punished me.

"Next time I don't want any complaints from Rubina." Rashida told me. Her hands had moved from my balls to my dick. She wrapped her hands around my flaccid member and started to softly stroke it. I started to respond to her touch and get hard.

"I only want you to observe our tone of voice, or the disapproving look in our eyes," Rashida continued. "And you should understand, and control your actions."

"Yes, bua."

Rashida started to pump my cock with her hands. I sat there, naked, on her lap, helplessly getting harder and harder. It didn't matter that my maid had just humiliated me. She was letting me cum, and for that I was grateful.

"Oh, bua!" I couldn't help but gush, as my feelings overwhelmed me. With a grunt, I started to cum. I erupted all over her hand, thighs, and the bed. By the time I was there, her lap was a mess.

"Get up, baba." Rashdia ordered, rubbing her hand on her sari. "I will see you next Monday."

"Yes, bua."

"And don't forget to pay my telephone and mobile bills."

"Yes, bua."

I would remember these instructions, I vowed. I had learnt my lesson today.