21-03-2019, 12:43 PM
I did apologize then and said it was an accident. Rubina had only narrowed her eyes then and said she would get back to me later. And then, later on, she had asked me to sweep the floor. And now, here I was, with my balls in her hands.
"Are you terrified, baba?" Rubina laughed, as she gently fingered my testicles. "Or ... oh, do you know what's coming to you?"
I decided to bite the bullet.
"I am so sorry, my dear bua. I will go over your knee again." I offered Rubina.
I realized the absurdity of the situation. My younger maid Rubina held my nuts in a vice-like grip, and she squeezed them again, causing me stinging pain, as I, her employer and master, offered to put myself over her knee for a spanking.
"You don't get to decide your punishment, Tarek." Rubina told me. "We maids do that."
"Er ... of course, choto bua." I quickly corrected myself. "I meant, do you want me to go over your knee, amar priyo choto bua?"
Rubina laughed.
"Oh no."
Rubina let go of my gonads and stood up. She then held me by the ear and led me, pulling my earlobe, all the way across the room to the dressing table. With one hand, she cleared some space from the top of her dressing table. She then took me to one side, and then positioned me so that I was partially spread and bent over the dressing table. My hands were placed flat and braced against the surface of the table while my buttocks were at the edge, ready for a thrashing. Rubina left my ear, and then moved her hand and patted my bottom.
"Your big red pasa looks nice and ready for a second round of hiding, baba." She told me, giggling to herself.
I heard her moving from behind me, as I lay in that humiliating position. Rubina bent over herself and I realized she was removing the sandal -- the chappal -- from her feet.
"Heads down." She told me.
"Yes, choto bua."
"And have your bottom up."
"Yes, choto bua."
WHACK!
WHACK!
"I don't want you to move!" Rubina hissed. "Stop squirming!"
"Yes, choto bua."
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
"Tomar lojja lagena, baba, jebhabe ami tomar pasa laal korchi?" Rubina taunted. What she said in Bengali was 'Don't you feel ashamed, baba, at how I am reddening your ass'.
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
Rubina continued to hit me with her chappal, spanking each butt cheek alternately. I had no choice but to grin and bear it, grimacing with each hit. Finally, after what must have been thirty swats, she took a break. I lay there, stunned, my buttocks stinging and on fire. I then felt a hand on my bottom.
"Do you like that, Tarek?" Rubina crooned. "You will love what I will do to you next."
"Er ... thank you, my adorer choto bua."
"Oh my!" Rubina laughed, caressing my smarting derriere. She gave my rump a gentle pat and said, "You are thanking me for making your pasa more laal. By the time I am done, Tarek, your pasa will be as red as a ripe tomato."
"Er ... thank you, choto bua." I gulped. "I am yours to punish, as you see fit."
"You are pathetic, baba." Rubina laughed and once again patted my butt. "What a nice big pasa you have! And what a good little slave boy you are! A perfect bitch! A loser as a man, of course, but a good bitch."
"Are you terrified, baba?" Rubina laughed, as she gently fingered my testicles. "Or ... oh, do you know what's coming to you?"
I decided to bite the bullet.
"I am so sorry, my dear bua. I will go over your knee again." I offered Rubina.
I realized the absurdity of the situation. My younger maid Rubina held my nuts in a vice-like grip, and she squeezed them again, causing me stinging pain, as I, her employer and master, offered to put myself over her knee for a spanking.
"You don't get to decide your punishment, Tarek." Rubina told me. "We maids do that."
"Er ... of course, choto bua." I quickly corrected myself. "I meant, do you want me to go over your knee, amar priyo choto bua?"
Rubina laughed.
"Oh no."
Rubina let go of my gonads and stood up. She then held me by the ear and led me, pulling my earlobe, all the way across the room to the dressing table. With one hand, she cleared some space from the top of her dressing table. She then took me to one side, and then positioned me so that I was partially spread and bent over the dressing table. My hands were placed flat and braced against the surface of the table while my buttocks were at the edge, ready for a thrashing. Rubina left my ear, and then moved her hand and patted my bottom.
"Your big red pasa looks nice and ready for a second round of hiding, baba." She told me, giggling to herself.
I heard her moving from behind me, as I lay in that humiliating position. Rubina bent over herself and I realized she was removing the sandal -- the chappal -- from her feet.
"Heads down." She told me.
"Yes, choto bua."
"And have your bottom up."
"Yes, choto bua."
WHACK!
WHACK!
"I don't want you to move!" Rubina hissed. "Stop squirming!"
"Yes, choto bua."
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
"Tomar lojja lagena, baba, jebhabe ami tomar pasa laal korchi?" Rubina taunted. What she said in Bengali was 'Don't you feel ashamed, baba, at how I am reddening your ass'.
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
Rubina continued to hit me with her chappal, spanking each butt cheek alternately. I had no choice but to grin and bear it, grimacing with each hit. Finally, after what must have been thirty swats, she took a break. I lay there, stunned, my buttocks stinging and on fire. I then felt a hand on my bottom.
"Do you like that, Tarek?" Rubina crooned. "You will love what I will do to you next."
"Er ... thank you, my adorer choto bua."
"Oh my!" Rubina laughed, caressing my smarting derriere. She gave my rump a gentle pat and said, "You are thanking me for making your pasa more laal. By the time I am done, Tarek, your pasa will be as red as a ripe tomato."
"Er ... thank you, choto bua." I gulped. "I am yours to punish, as you see fit."
"You are pathetic, baba." Rubina laughed and once again patted my butt. "What a nice big pasa you have! And what a good little slave boy you are! A perfect bitch! A loser as a man, of course, but a good bitch."
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