Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I strained my ears and caught bits and pieces of their conversation. Every time they would mention "baba", Rubina would say something and both would laugh. I heard the world 'cuckold' being used a couple of times. Rubina was joking that I would make a fine cuckold to some lucky wife in the future. Rashida laughed heartily and admitted she had someone in mind already, and Rubina joined in the laughter.

About twenty minutes later, Rubina called out to me.

"Baba, come here. It is time."

"Yes, choto bua."

Like an obedient puppy, ecstatic that his mistress has acknowledged his presence, I turned and walked to my maid. Rubina stood up as I approached the bed, and grabbed hold of my right ear and started to twist it. She painfully pulled my ear this way and then that.

"Baba, how old are you?"

"Twenty, choto bua."

"And how old am I, baba?"

"Er, almost twenty, so really nineteen, choto bua."

"So you are older than me."

"Yes, choto bua, but only by a few months."

"You ARE older than me. And yet here you are, baba, getting a painful kaan dola (ear twisting) from me. Are you not ashamed of being punished by someone younger than you, baba?"

"I ... I ..."

"Shut up, baba."

Rubina led me forcefully by the ear to the centre of the room, where there was an old chair. Rubina sat down on the chair, and then told me to kneel down at her feet. I obeyed, so that my face was now at her waist level. She was wearing a strong perfume that reminded me of fresh apples, and I could see her bare navel through the thin material of her sari. Rashida remained seated at the edge of her bed, watching my humiliation.

"I am going to start by slapping you, baba." She announced. "And you will count out the slaps and thank me for each one."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"One. Thank you for the slap, choto bua. I am so sorry bua. Please slap me again."

SLAP!

"Two. Th-"

"Baba!" Rubina interrupted me. "I only told you to count... "

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

"... not to apologize or ask for another slap. Just merely count and thank."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

"The first slap will not count. And neither will all these. You will begin at one again,baba."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"One. Thank you for the slap, choto bua."

"Perfect. That's how I want it, baba. Now, start all over again."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"One. Thank you for the slap, choto bua."

"Perfect. You are such a lovely little bitch."

"Thank you, choto bua."

SLAP!

"Two. Thank you for the slap, choto bua."

"Look at the marks of my fingers on your cheeks, baba."

SLAP!

"Three. Thank you for the slap, choto bua."

"Your nice little dick likes these slaps, baba?"

"Yes, choto bua." Rubina had correctly observed my arousal at my humiliation.

SLAP!

"Three ... er, four! Sorry, choto bua. Thank you for the slap, choto bua."

"Tsk. Tsk. Baba, start again from one."

"Yes, choto bua."

SLAP!

"One. Thank you for the slap, choto bua."

The slaps continued, and I dutifully counted. In a way, it was more humiliating to just count and thank her, rather than count and apologize for a misdeed. Rubina was showing me that she could slap me any time she wanted, and for no reason at all if she wished to. And, as she was correctly demonstrating, I was her slave who would loyally accept it, and thank her for it.