Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 16 - Sex Stories

Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 16

... her - hurt me the most.

Afterwards, Rashida asked me to kneel, and raised her hand.

"Stop crying and get on your knees,baba." She ordered.

SLAP!

"Men are slaves, remember that. They are simple creatures."

SLAP!

"Control their cock and you control them. And you have a littlenunu ... far easier to control."

SLAP!

"And still ... you forget ... and you cannot focus."

SLAP!

"You have fetishized your maids and now it is you who are in a vulnerable subservient position."

SLAP!

"You are lucky, baba. If I was an evil maid, I could have exploited you."

SLAP!

"I could have blackmailed you, falsely alleged that you did it forcibly and so on."

SLAP!

"But ... as I said ... you are lucky. You have a maid that wants you to be the best man possible. So ... I punish you."

SLAP!

I was punished for over two hours that night.

* * *

"Come,baba." Zarine, our younger maid, turned to look back at me. "We must be at the park before it gets crowded."

It was the next morning.

"Yes, of course,choto bua." I answered, as I followed her, my eyes on her ravishing youthful figure.

"Are you having trouble walking,baba?" Zarine asked with a slight grin. "After all, Rashidaapa flogged you pretty hard this morning. And I heard you were spanked last night as well!"

I didn't answer but gave her a wry smile as I quickly rubbed my buttocks, trying to do it in a way that no one would see.

It was around eleven in the morning, and we were on our ...

... way by foot to the nearby Maidan, near the Victoria Memorial, in Kolkata (then called Calcutta).

"I was surprised, when Rashidaapa brought you to the kitchen in the morning," Zarine continued, as we walked towards the open grassy area. "She had a very firm grip on your ear, and I could see you squirm every minute she had your ear in her grasp."

"She gives a goodkaan dola." I replied. "Itis very painful,choto bua. She holds my earlobe firmly between her forefinger and thumb and gives a good twist."

"Unlike me." Zarine grinned. "I am still getting used to being your mistress, so mykaandolas are not that firm."

Then, right there in the middle of the park, Zarine reached up and twisted my ear. We were in public, and though it wasn't quite that busy, there were still a lot of people around. Zarine reached up, grabbed my ear, and gave it a firm pull and twist for about a minute. I stood there, blushing a bright crimson red, as my younger maid gave me a goodkaandola, before letting go.

"Come." Zarine beckoned with her finger as she resumed walking, and I followed her. For a couple of minutes, there was absolute silence, as I contemplated my sudden public humiliation.

At that moment I didn't know about it, but a lady had seen Zarine twist my ear. It was Beena, the same lady who had been at that CFNM femdom party I had attended some months ago with Rashida, and who had seen Rashida punish me in the Dungeon. Just by pure coincidence, Beena had been out for a walk and ...