Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

After breakfast, I helped the maids wash and clean up. Rubina then told me she actually had to leave; she was visiting her uncle across town, and would be gone for a few hours.

"Of course," Rubina told me as she held me by the ears and twisted them painfully, "Had I known we were going to make you our boytoy today, I would have visited my uncle at another time."

"Yes, choto bua."

Rubina then let my ears go, and wrapped her hands around my testicles. I stiffened as she tightened her grip.

"How are your balls, baba?"

"I ... I ..." I didn't know what to say.

"I was just seeing if they are real." Rubina laughed as she rubbed them. "When Shabina was slapping you, I could swear they were missing."

I just stood silently as she rubbed the base of my scrotum.

"Did you think you deserved those slaps, baba?"

"I ... I ... I don't know, choto bua."

"Yet, baba, you never protested as a mere vegetable lady slapped your cheeks."

"I ... I guess I deserved those slaps, choto bua."

"Then, baba." Rubina flicked a finger, and sent a sharp jolt of pain through my nuts, "you probably did."

* * *

After Rubina left, Rashida called me to the main quarters of the house, into the formal dining room. I noticed that all the window shades were open. This was the room closest to the street, and if someone ventured into our garden from the street, they could see inside. I didn't know what Rashida was planning, and I now felt very vulnerable and embarrassed. But I must have also felt sort of excited, because I noticed that I had an erection.

"You will need to get the broom and mop." Rashida told me. "I need this room cleaned."

"Bua," I told her. "The curtains are completely open. Someone will see me."

"I see." Rashida seemed to consider my point.

SLAP!

She had slapped me across my face.

"How many times, baba, do-"

SLAP!

"-I have to tell-"

SLAP!

"-you that I am to be-"

SLAP!

"-obeyed AT ONCE! My orders-"

SLAP!

"-are NOT to be questioned.-"

SLAP!

"Yes, bua. I am sorry, bua. Please forgive me, bua."

SLAP!

"I am so sorry, bua. Please, please forgive me."

"OK," Rashida halted my punishment and told me, "Besides, someone actually has to be trespassing into the house, going by the guard, and entering the garden to see you. Now get to work!"

I spent the next little while dusting, vacuuming, and mopping the floor. Next, Rashida had me clean and wipe the fine china and all the dishes, and then I got to polish some of the furniture with wood polish. After some time I went to the kitchen to see Rashida.