19-03-2019, 01:28 PM
My respite was broken by the swooshing sound of a cane. Rashida had gone to her room, chosen a cane, and was testing it against the palm of her big hand as she re-entered the kitchen. Ever since the women from my domestic help have started to punish me, Rashida has built up a good collection of implements in her room to spank me with. My chubby maid now walked until she was just behind me, and poked my right ass cheek with the tip of the cane.
"Ah .... Owwwww!" I could not help but howl, making Rubina laugh out loud.
"You will get forty strokes on your bum with the cane." Rashida announced, completely ignoring my moan. "Baba, I will do twenty, and Rubina will then cane you twenty times. Is that understood?"
"Yes, bua." What else could I say? "I am yours to be punished, bua."
"As usual, you will count, thank me, apologize and ask for another one every time." Rashida instructed. "But you should know this by now, shouldn't you?"
"Yes, bua."
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
Rashida struck me hard and fast. She would alternate on each cheek, sometimes striking the fleshy part of my bum, sometimes just below, on my legs, and sometimes right in the middle of the crack of my ass, leaving a stinging blow every time. After each stroke, I would count, thank her, apologize to her humbly, and beg for her forgiveness. And then I would submissively ask her to punish me one more time. Barely would I be finished before she would hit me again.
"T-t-twenty!" I cried aloud, amidst the tears now welling up in my eyes. "T-t-thank you bua. Please, please do f-f-forgive my lie, I am so sorry. Please hit me again!"
"It's now Rubina's turn to cane you," Rashida told me. "Repeat your apology to her."
"Yes, bua. Choto bua," I turned my head and now addressed Rubina, using the reverent term 'bua' and adding 'choto' to it, which meant "younger". "Please do forgive me lying, choto bua, and please punish me for it."
Rubina impatiently tapped the cane against my bum.
"Tarek, let's get this over with." She told me to face the wall again. "I have so much more to do now, baba, thanks to your incompetence, you besharam nalayak kutti!"
"Yes, choto bua. I am so sorry, choto bua. Please punish me, choto bua."
I braced myself for what I knew would be a hard punishment. When Rashida punished me, she was doing it because I deserved it. I had done something wrong, and needed to be corrected for it. Rashida was the loving matronly lady and I the errant collegeboy. She punished me strictly on a disciplinary basis, and in her view, she was doing it for my own good.
Rubina, on the other hand, really enjoyed physically beating me. She just needed an excuse to put me over her knees or pull down my pants and spank me. It put me, the son of owner of the house she worked in, and her employer, and someone older than her, in a humiliating position under her authority, and she loved it. Rubina was a true sadist, and her spankings were often tough and ruthless. And now she had a cane in her hand.
SWOOSH!
The cane came down hard on my now very red bum.
"Twenty one!" I counted. "Thank you for-"
"You should have started counted from 'ONE' again." Rubina harrumphed. "This stroke will not count."
"Oh, choto bua, I thought I-"
SWOOSH!
"Are you ..."
SWOOSH!
"... questioning my ..."
SWOOSH!
"... authority?"
"No, choto bua. Absolutely not, choto bua. My mistake, choto bua. Please forgive me, choto bua. I will start from 'one' again. I do apologize, choto bua. Please punish me, choto bua."
If you haven't realized it by now, I was terrified of my choto bua's punishments.
"Five extra strokes for your insolence!" Rubina, my choto bua, decided. "And all those strokes will not count. Start counting again, baba."
"Yes, choto bua. I am sorry, choto bua."
No doubt, had I started the count from one, Rubina would have said I should have continued from twenty one. This was just an excuse to punish me more. Desperately I looked at Rashida for help, but she pointedly ignored me. Clearly, she approved of the younger maid's actions.
"Ah .... Owwwww!" I could not help but howl, making Rubina laugh out loud.
"You will get forty strokes on your bum with the cane." Rashida announced, completely ignoring my moan. "Baba, I will do twenty, and Rubina will then cane you twenty times. Is that understood?"
"Yes, bua." What else could I say? "I am yours to be punished, bua."
"As usual, you will count, thank me, apologize and ask for another one every time." Rashida instructed. "But you should know this by now, shouldn't you?"
"Yes, bua."
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
Rashida struck me hard and fast. She would alternate on each cheek, sometimes striking the fleshy part of my bum, sometimes just below, on my legs, and sometimes right in the middle of the crack of my ass, leaving a stinging blow every time. After each stroke, I would count, thank her, apologize to her humbly, and beg for her forgiveness. And then I would submissively ask her to punish me one more time. Barely would I be finished before she would hit me again.
"T-t-twenty!" I cried aloud, amidst the tears now welling up in my eyes. "T-t-thank you bua. Please, please do f-f-forgive my lie, I am so sorry. Please hit me again!"
"It's now Rubina's turn to cane you," Rashida told me. "Repeat your apology to her."
"Yes, bua. Choto bua," I turned my head and now addressed Rubina, using the reverent term 'bua' and adding 'choto' to it, which meant "younger". "Please do forgive me lying, choto bua, and please punish me for it."
Rubina impatiently tapped the cane against my bum.
"Tarek, let's get this over with." She told me to face the wall again. "I have so much more to do now, baba, thanks to your incompetence, you besharam nalayak kutti!"
"Yes, choto bua. I am so sorry, choto bua. Please punish me, choto bua."
I braced myself for what I knew would be a hard punishment. When Rashida punished me, she was doing it because I deserved it. I had done something wrong, and needed to be corrected for it. Rashida was the loving matronly lady and I the errant collegeboy. She punished me strictly on a disciplinary basis, and in her view, she was doing it for my own good.
Rubina, on the other hand, really enjoyed physically beating me. She just needed an excuse to put me over her knees or pull down my pants and spank me. It put me, the son of owner of the house she worked in, and her employer, and someone older than her, in a humiliating position under her authority, and she loved it. Rubina was a true sadist, and her spankings were often tough and ruthless. And now she had a cane in her hand.
SWOOSH!
The cane came down hard on my now very red bum.
"Twenty one!" I counted. "Thank you for-"
"You should have started counted from 'ONE' again." Rubina harrumphed. "This stroke will not count."
"Oh, choto bua, I thought I-"
SWOOSH!
"Are you ..."
SWOOSH!
"... questioning my ..."
SWOOSH!
"... authority?"
"No, choto bua. Absolutely not, choto bua. My mistake, choto bua. Please forgive me, choto bua. I will start from 'one' again. I do apologize, choto bua. Please punish me, choto bua."
If you haven't realized it by now, I was terrified of my choto bua's punishments.
"Five extra strokes for your insolence!" Rubina, my choto bua, decided. "And all those strokes will not count. Start counting again, baba."
"Yes, choto bua. I am sorry, choto bua."
No doubt, had I started the count from one, Rubina would have said I should have continued from twenty one. This was just an excuse to punish me more. Desperately I looked at Rashida for help, but she pointedly ignored me. Clearly, she approved of the younger maid's actions.
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