Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Yes?" Rashida was busy making some really fine smelling exotic food, and my stomach inwardly groaned in hunger.

"Bua." I shifted my balance from one foot to another. "I ... I ... I need to use the washroom."

"I see."

"I need to go potty, bua. May I? Please?"

"Alright. But don't waste too much time, baba, ok?"

"Yes, of course, bua, thank you bua."

After that short bathroom break, I was back to cleaning the other rooms adjacent to the dining room. Three and half hours had now gone, and I was getting hungry - it was past lunch time. And there was delicious aroma of biryani and other fine foods coming from the kitchen. Rashida then called me into the kitchen.

"Baba," She ordered. "Go and clean yourself. You can even pee if you want. However, do NOT masturbate. Is that clear?"

"Yes, bua. Of course, bua."

And then she told me something that chilled my heart.

"I am going to have three friends over for lunch." Rashida announced in an as-a-matter-of-fact voice. "Since they are my friends, you will treat them like you treat me. You will serve us, obey us, and submit to us."

"B-b-bua!" I blurted out. "Like this? I am not wearing any pants, or ..."

"I see you still are getting used to the slave thing." Rashida told me coldly. "There is much training to be done."

Rashida sat down on one of the kitchen chairs.

"Baba, come over here and bend over my lap."

"Yes, bua." I complied dejectedly.

I didn't want to antagonize her any further, so I dbangd myself over her lap. I could feel her large hands cupping my bare bottom.

"Since we don't have much time before my guests arrive, I am going to give you only five swats from this wooden spoon. I will punish you for this later tonight." Rashida told me. "For now, you will count, ask me for forgiveness and thank me for each one."

"Yes, bua."

SWAT!

This really stung my bare exposed bottom.

"One! Thank you, bua. I am so sorry I questioned your orders. Please spank me again."

"I hope I don't have to spank you in front of my friends, baba."

SWAT!

"Two! Thank you, bua. I am so sorry. I will be on my best behavior in front of your guests. Please spank me again."

SWAT!

"Three! Thank you, bua. I beg you to forgive me. Please spank me again."

"I expect you, baba, to do your job as a slave, obey immediately, without being lazy."

"Yes, bua."

SWAT!

"Four! Thank you, bua. I am very sorry. Please spank me again."

SWAT!

"Five! Thank you, bua. I am very sorry."

"Good! Now, baba, stay in this position until I tell you to stand up."

I felt Rashida run her hands over my bum. It was as if hundreds of bees had stung me there.

"OK. You can stand up now. Go and wash yourself, but don't take longer than five minutes."

"Yes, bua."

After I had freshened up (using the maids' washroom for the third time that morning), I came back down to the kitchen and helped Rashida with some vegetables. Soon, the doorbell rang.

"Get it." Rashida ordered.

This was it. With a sense of dread overpowering me, my throat dry, I walked to the door, trying to delay the inevitable for as long as I could. Till then, I had been spanked in the privacy of my own home with only the maids in the know. This morning, Shabina had found out. I wondered who else would know by the time the week was done.