Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Rashida once again snapped her fingers.

"Baba, stand up. Time for your spanking. Now, come here. I need you to put yourself over my lap. You know the position, baba. Over my knees!"

"Yes, bua."

"And make sure to put your little penis in between my thighs as you go over."

"Yes, bua."

Calmly, I placed myself suppliantly over her knees, across her lap. Carefully I placed my semi turgid dick in between her thighs. I could feel the rough material of the sari rub against it. My ass was now exposed. I was naked, lying across my maid's lap, ready to be spanked, my phallus held firmly in place by her meaty legs.

"Tarek." My maid placed her palm on my fanny. She gently squeezed my behind. "You were late last week in paying my mobile bill. I had to wait one day without a working connection."

"Dear bua." I tried to give me excuse. "As I told you, the shop was closed that day, unexpectedly. The guy's father-in-law had passed away, so he had gone back to the village. I had to wait one day for it to reopen."

"Are you trying to make an excuse?" Rashida pointedly squeezed my left butt cheek hard.

"No, no!" I tried to backtrack. "Just ... letting you know why I erred."

"Good." Rashida gently inserted a finger into my anus and moved it around. She then took it out and rubbed the finger on my behind. "Baba, you should not leave your tasks to the last day. You know very well that you HAD to do it, so you should have done it BEFORE the last day the bill was due."

"Yes, bua. I understand completely. It was my mistake, bua. Please forgive me."

"This lack of seriousness," Rashida continued to calmly caress my behind. Her hands gently stroking my ass, and my penis rubbing against her sari, was giving me a hard on, which made it tough for me to focus, knowing that at any moment she would start spanking me. "This lack of seriousness, baba, is causing you to fall behind in your studies, baba."

"Er ... bua, studies?" Suddenly I was puzzled. Why was she bothered with my studies?

"Yes, studies. Your results are out, baba. I heard your mother speak about them. She is not very happy."

"Er ... yes, bua. I mean, no, bua."

"You were an all A student in your college, baba. And here you are not getting the same results."

"Yes, bua."

SPANK!

The blow was hard, and unexpected. One minute Rashida had been caressing my butt, talking about my results. The next minute her palm had risen and then come down crashing on my butt cheek.

"Ow!" I cried out, and then hastily added. "One! Thank you, bua, for the spank. I am sorry about not paying your phone bill early, bua, please spank me again."

"It's not the phone bill, baba. It's your marks. You need to study harder, Tarek." Rashida told me. "Those results simply won't do."

"Yes, bua."

SPANK!

This strike, now on my right butt cheek, was even harder.

"Two. I am sorry, bua." I said, clenching my teeth. "I will try harder with my grades next time, bua. Thank you for punishing me, bua. Please spank me again."

"You have been living the easy life for some time now, baba. It's time you realized life is a serious thing."

"Yes, bua."

SPANK!

"Three. Thank you, bua, for rightfully punishing me for my poor grades. Please spank me again."