Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Er ... yes, choto bua."

WHAP!

WHAP!

"I don't want to see your pasa move even once, Tarek." Rubina admonished me.

"Y-y-yes ... choto bua."

WHAP!

WHAP!

Once again Rubina took a breather (and so did I!). Her hands gently went down to my genitals and she wrapped her fingers around my manhood.

"This is just a bed time reminder, baba." She told me, as she started to stroke me. "We will be doing this EVERY night."

"No, choto bua, please!" I begged. "I have learned my lesson."

"Shut up, Tarek! Till I say you have learned, you will get this. EVERY NIGHT. You can call it ... a night cap."

"Er ... yes, choto bua."

"Ok! Now stand up."

"Yes, choto bua."

I stood up. My knees creaked in sudden protest as I moved after being in the same position for so long. I hoped Rubina would not ask me the count of spankings -- I had long forgotten what the number was!

"Turn around. Your back to me." Rubina ordered.

"Yes, choto bua."

I stood up straight, my back to her. I could feel her hands examining her handiwork. My buttocks must have been a bright, crimson red with welts and bruises.

"You have a nice, red-pinkish butt." She told me gleefully. "Your big pasa is now hardened after so many spankings over the years, so it takes time to redden up."

Hope you are happy, Rubina, I thought to myself, but of course I didn't say it aloud.

"Er ... yes, choto bua." Was all I said in reply.

"Now turn around again, Tarek."

"Yes, choto bua."

As I faced her, I could not help but be intimidated by the aura of power that my tiny housemaid projected. She was seated on that chair, legs now crossed, a stern look on her face. I was standing in front of her, wondering what else I was going to be punished for. I was looking down at my feet, unable to meet her gaze. And of course, I was naked, having just being punished, so I was already feeling a warm sense of humiliation.

"Let's talk about what you did this morning." Rubina continued, in a cold voice. "Did you think I would not forget?"

I looked at her eyes for a moment. They were piercing ... and angry. A moment ago she was amusing herself by examining my buttocks, and I had thought I was done for the night. Clearly, I was in for more suffering.

"Bua. Amar adored choto bua. I am sorry, choto bua." I finally stammered. "I don't know what had come over me."

Rubina reached out and caressed the tip of my penis. With the slightest of her touch, my cock sprang to life and began to harden.

"I know what came over you, baba." Rubina offered, gently rubbing her forefinger up and down my hardness. "You started to think with your little nunu, rather than your brain."

Rubina slowly wrapped her dainty fingers around my testicles.

"I am sure, Tarek, not masturbating for two weeks had made you very naughty this morning." She said, as she kneaded my balls. "You are going to pay now for that, baba."

"I am so sorry, bua. Please, choto bua, forgive me. It was an accident."

I should admit here -- it was no accident.

Rubina had been dusting the pictures in our narrow hallway. I saw her with her back to me. Her ass wriggling so seductively in the thin sari she was wearing as she was dusting. So I decided to pass her in the hallway, gently brushing past her as I did so. My cock, hard, came in direct contact with her butt cheeks. Only the fabric of our respective clothes separated us.