Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 16 - Sex Stories

Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 16

... youWANT to do, do it after."

"Yes,bua."

SPANK!

This strike, now on my right butt cheek, was even harder.

The spanking continued, as my maid servant scolded me for failing to take her instructions seriously. I, of course, humbly counted and then meekly thanked her, and asked for another one after apologizing for my poor behaviour. Every time.

SPANK!

Rashida showed me no mercy as she continued to scold and berate me, in between my spanking.

SPANK!

Each blow was hard and fast, and my buttocks began to sting.

"I am the maid who is responsible to make sure you are in line, young man," Rashida told me, "And you BETTER stay in line. The next time I mention something, you will do it without any delay."

"Yes,bua."

SPANK!

"You are a pathetic young man who gets slapped and spanked by his maids. His maids! So, the least you can do for us, is to make sure you listen immediately when we say something!"

"Yes,bua. I am sorry,bua."

SPANK!

It was a severe spanking, and tears started to flow down my cheeks. It had been some time since I have been spanked like this, and Rashida showed no mercy - she wanted a red ass. Yet I lay there, submitting myself to her. I knew I deserved this punishment, and I was glad Rashida was punishing me. She was keeping me in check, and making sure I was a better man for it.

After almost thirty spanks, Rashida paused. As I lay across her lap, whimpering, sobbing, Rashida gently massaged my sore behind. My maid laid her ...

... hand across my bum, painfully squeezed my butt cheeks and then asked me, "Do you wear underwear in the house,baba?"

"Er ... of-f-f-f course n-n-n-not,bua."

"Why,baba?"

"Er ... it-t-t-t is your orders, m-m-m-mybua." I answered in between my sobs.

"And why did I order you to do so,baba?"

Not only had I just been punished severely by my maid servant while being scolded and taunted by her, but Rashida was now further humiliating me by making me explicitly admit the fact that I was her slave - ready to be punished by her on my bare bottom at her whim. She was driving home the point that I was her submissive bitch. I drew in a big breath, stopping my sobbing.

"S-s-so that,bua," I answered. "W-w-whenever you want, you should j-j-just be able to pull down my pants or p-p-pajamas down, and you should be able to see my b-b-bare bottom, so that you can spank me."

"Good boy, Tarek! Yourpasa is now a familiar sight for me."

Rashida slowly rubbed her hands across my bare bottom, as if deciding on the next punishment. As her fingers glided across my butt, each touch of her fingers on my skin produced a thousand watts of current through my body.

"OK, Tarek, get up." Rashida ordered me. "And kneel in front of me."

"Yes,bua."

"Here, in front of me." Rashida instructed. "Kneel here."

"Yes,bua." I replied, doing as she instructed. Rashida reached out and cupped my chin, forcing me to look up at her.

"You are here. Naked. Kneeling. Getting punished. In your ...