Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Baba!" Rashida called out. "Come here please."

"Yes, bua."

Obediently I placed the folding chair in its place and walked over to Rashida.

"Please turn around."

I obeyed her so that my back was to her friends. Rashida stood beside me and placed a hand on my buttocks. She lovingly caressed me there and then squeezed my left butt cheek.

"He has a little weight on his buns." Rashida said, pinching each of my butt cheeks in turn. "Look at it jiggling as I squeeze it. That's what makes him fun to spank."

As if to prove her point, Rashida gave me a small spank.

"I feed him healthy foods - no junk at all." She declared, her hands patting my derriere. "It's very important I have a healthy slave."

"He does get hard quite easily." Zarine remarked. "Do you find it a problem, apa?"

"Er ... not really. Tarek, turn around please, baba."

"Yes, bua."

I turned around, so now the ladies could see my half erect cock. Rashida wrapped one hand around my penis and started to rub me.

"I have ... rather, we have trained him rather well, I think." She said, continuing to rub me. "Look at him getting hard. But I know, from familiarity, just when to stop so he doesn't cum."

She gave me a few strokes. I was quite hard now.

"Besides," Rashida added, patting my bum with another hand. "He knows if he cums, his buttocks are going to be very sore from the spanking I will give him. Isn't that right, baba?"

"Yes, bua."

Rashida suddenly stopped stroking me and let go.

"Ok, baba. Complete your work."

"Yes, bua."

The chairs were all arranged as asked, and the ladies all sat down. I went to the kitchen to make tea. When it was done, I was ordered to bring it out and serve them. I was careful - I was carrying boiling water and I was naked - so I didn't want to drop anything. However, Shabina had other plans.

As I bent to pour her milk for her tea, she grabbed me by the balls. Immediately I jerked up, and spilt a little bit of milk on her sari.

"Look what he did." Shabina said in mock disgust. "I have milk on my clothes now."

"I'm so sorry!" I was mortified. "Please, apu, forgive me."

"Baba!" Rashida called out, standing up. "Come here."

Petrified, I walked up to face Rashida. She raised a hand and gently pulled my left ear.

"Baba." Her voice was kind, but had firmness to it. "I told you not to embarrass me in front of my guests."

"But, bua." I protested. "I only spilt the milk because Shab... because apu grabbed ... I ..."

"Tsk. Tsk." Rashida got up from her folding chair, and led me by the ear to the dining table. She moved a chair from out of the way so that I was now standing against the edge of the table. The other females all stood behind us, watching with avid interest. Rashida rubbed my bottom and then ordered me to lean over the table.

"Good. Now, baba, spread your legs apart."

I spread them but I guess it wasn't enough.

"A little bit more," Rashida laughed. "C'mon, baba, this is not the first time you are getting spanked like this, is it?"

I spread my legs as far apart as I could. I felt so vulnerable, because now my penis and balls were hanging out in the open, totally exposed for the other maids to see. With my legs spread wide apart, Rashida would be able to spank me on my inner thighs and all over my poor bare ass.