18-03-2019, 12:32 PM
"Nice." She remarked, mostly to herself. "I like the criss cross patterns of the ruler. I think Rashida apa should be pleased with the markings on your pasa. You won't be sitting down comfortably for a day or two, Tarek! And to think, you are in this position because of your grades, and the fact that you put on your pants!"
I remained in that position for some time, until the pain subsided, just by a bit. I kept thinking of my current predicament. My ordeal had started last night, and was still going on. Apparently my grades were important to Rashida (and Rubina). I made a resolve right then and there that from now on, I would take my studies extremely seriously. So Rashida wanted me to get all As? I would GIVE her all As. I knew I had slacked off a bit - I would now study harder and work harder. I understood the material, it was just a matter of practice and dedication.
Belatedly, I also realized that this is exactly why Rashida had subjected me to this long and humiliating ordeal. She wanted me to want to study, and now I was pledging to improve myself. Her punishment methods, I realized, were working on me.
Interrupting my moment of clarity, Rubina caught hold of my ear and made me stand up.
"How's your pasa, Tarek?" Rubina taunted me, twisting my ear painfully.
"It's in pain, choto bua." I replied honestly. "It's really stinging."
If it was Rashida, I would have replied on how I had learnt my lesson and why I deserved the punishment. With Rubina, all I wanted her to know was that she was successful in making me squirm in pain. As a masochist, Rubina loved to hurt me, and I did not want any more of it.
"Good!" Rubina chuckled, still twisting my ear. "Perhaps this will teach you to be smarter in the future, in ways more than one!"
"Yes, choto bua."
Leading me by the ear, like a naughty college boy being held by the ear by his teacher, Rubina once again led me through the house back to the kitchen.
Rashida had finished her breakfast and was now cleaning up. Looking at me, Rashida suppressed a grin. I was standing there, face flushing red with embarrassment, as Rubina continued to hold me by the ear and twist my ear. My eyes were tear stained, and I was constantly shuffling on my feet, trying hard to forget the stinging pain of my well walloped behind.
Rashida then turned to Rubina.
"Alright Rubina, you can start your duties. I will take over from here. Go to the master bedroom and start dusting and mopping."
"Yes, apa."
If Rubina was surprised by how quickly she was being dismissed, she showed no sign. No one disobeyed Rashida in this house. Letting go of my ear, she exited the kitchen.
"Alright, baba." Rashida wiped her hands on the hem of her sari, and then came to stand right in front of me. I felt completely emasculated by her big, tall stature. She looked at me and grinned, and then reached out and took my penis in her hand. Gently stroking it, she looked at me and smiled.
"I still have to punish you for your laziness in paying my phone bill, baba." She told me with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, even as her fingers played with my scrotum.
"Bua." I begged of her. "Rub ... er ... choto bua has really punished me quite thoroughly. Please have mercy on me."
Rashida chuckled.
"If I did, baba," She replied, tugging at one of my testicles, "You wouldn't take me seriously. Once or twice I can let go. Not when it's a trait."
"Er ... yes, bua."
"I am going to give you a choice." Rashida told me, letting go of my balls. "You can stand against the wall and I will beat your pasa with this spatula. Or you can stand here facing me and get slapped."
I remained in that position for some time, until the pain subsided, just by a bit. I kept thinking of my current predicament. My ordeal had started last night, and was still going on. Apparently my grades were important to Rashida (and Rubina). I made a resolve right then and there that from now on, I would take my studies extremely seriously. So Rashida wanted me to get all As? I would GIVE her all As. I knew I had slacked off a bit - I would now study harder and work harder. I understood the material, it was just a matter of practice and dedication.
Belatedly, I also realized that this is exactly why Rashida had subjected me to this long and humiliating ordeal. She wanted me to want to study, and now I was pledging to improve myself. Her punishment methods, I realized, were working on me.
Interrupting my moment of clarity, Rubina caught hold of my ear and made me stand up.
"How's your pasa, Tarek?" Rubina taunted me, twisting my ear painfully.
"It's in pain, choto bua." I replied honestly. "It's really stinging."
If it was Rashida, I would have replied on how I had learnt my lesson and why I deserved the punishment. With Rubina, all I wanted her to know was that she was successful in making me squirm in pain. As a masochist, Rubina loved to hurt me, and I did not want any more of it.
"Good!" Rubina chuckled, still twisting my ear. "Perhaps this will teach you to be smarter in the future, in ways more than one!"
"Yes, choto bua."
Leading me by the ear, like a naughty college boy being held by the ear by his teacher, Rubina once again led me through the house back to the kitchen.
Rashida had finished her breakfast and was now cleaning up. Looking at me, Rashida suppressed a grin. I was standing there, face flushing red with embarrassment, as Rubina continued to hold me by the ear and twist my ear. My eyes were tear stained, and I was constantly shuffling on my feet, trying hard to forget the stinging pain of my well walloped behind.
Rashida then turned to Rubina.
"Alright Rubina, you can start your duties. I will take over from here. Go to the master bedroom and start dusting and mopping."
"Yes, apa."
If Rubina was surprised by how quickly she was being dismissed, she showed no sign. No one disobeyed Rashida in this house. Letting go of my ear, she exited the kitchen.
"Alright, baba." Rashida wiped her hands on the hem of her sari, and then came to stand right in front of me. I felt completely emasculated by her big, tall stature. She looked at me and grinned, and then reached out and took my penis in her hand. Gently stroking it, she looked at me and smiled.
"I still have to punish you for your laziness in paying my phone bill, baba." She told me with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, even as her fingers played with my scrotum.
"Bua." I begged of her. "Rub ... er ... choto bua has really punished me quite thoroughly. Please have mercy on me."
Rashida chuckled.
"If I did, baba," She replied, tugging at one of my testicles, "You wouldn't take me seriously. Once or twice I can let go. Not when it's a trait."
"Er ... yes, bua."
"I am going to give you a choice." Rashida told me, letting go of my balls. "You can stand against the wall and I will beat your pasa with this spatula. Or you can stand here facing me and get slapped."
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