Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 16 - Sex Stories

Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 16

... uncontrollably excited, and that feeling was renewed every time I was in her room.

"Bua." I said. "I reallydo love you. But if you are not ready for my love, at least allowme to love you, until I have to get married to someone else.Bua, I get excited ... thinking of all the ways I can be in service to you. Without sneaking around. Without hiding."

"Baba," Rashida had only the slightest smile on her face. "Good that you said so. Tonight, I want to remind you that even though the Delhi apartment will be booked inyour name, it will bemy apartment. I don't care that I am the servant, but inmy apartment, naughty boys will get punished. And you can be very naughty, as well know."

My cock twitched again, and Rashida noticed it. She laughed again.

"Time for you to smell my feet, Tarek." She snapped and pointed at her ankles. "Now that I think of it, I don't really need to give you a reminder who the real servant is in this household."

"Er ... no,bua. I am your slave."

"And this slave," Rashida continued in an ominous voice, "Gave me a suitcase that was fully locked, and the key was still in his room. I had to go to your room to get the key to open my new suitcase."

"I am so sorrybua, I had genuinely forgotten. Zari- I meanchoto bua - had surprised me in the ..."

"Do Iwant to discipline you more often?" Rashida asked me rhetorically. "I don't , but I often do. It keeps you motivated and fearful. Now ... I am seeing that you are not again focused. So I will ...

... MAKE you focus. I will control everything in your life. I will spank you hard every time you need to be spanked. Not just Mondays and Thursdays. These are my new rules."

"Yes,bua."

"From today ... and when we are in Delhi ... Either you act like a perfect slave boy, or I will whip your ass to a nice shade of red. Any time." Rashida warned me. "Is that clear?"

"Er ... yes,bua."

"Now, you will position yourself over my lap, Tarek!" Rashida instructed me. "I'm going to spank you again until your bum is as red as the plates we had breakfast on this morning. I didn't want to have to spank you again, especially since we will be travelling in a couple of days. But there's nothing like a thick leather strap to teach a man a lesson he'll remember for a long time."

"Yes,bua."

"Keep those legs spread or I will whip your balls."

I submitted myself to my house maid again. There were no two ways about it. She was pretty determined to teach me a lesson, with my bare butt perfectly positioned, and I got the spanking of my life.

CRACK!

The heavy leather strap snapped against my vulnerable skin, a lightning crack of searing pain remaining in its wake.

"Ahhh!" I screamed and then managed to croak, "One."

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

Soon the tears were flowing as Rashida taught me a lesson in focusing.

CRACK!

CRACK!

Rashida lit up my butt on fire, but in many ways the embarrassment of the situation - of being naked in my maid's lap and being punished by ...