Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 16 - Sex Stories

Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 16

... that was enough lashing, and she would continue the rest of the punishment in her room. She glanced at me, bent over humiliatingly in that fashion, taking in my nudity and the redness of my bum, before walking slowly to me and grabbing my ear tightly.

I remained standing there helplessly as my maid servant punished me by pulling my ear.

"Baba." Rashida remarked, somewhat sadly, as she twisted my ear. "Two months ago, you didn't buy my ticket. If only you had listened to me immediately then and bought my ticket! I would have visited my mother. Instead ... you got severely punished for the next ten days and nights. Do you remember those punishments?"

"Yes, bua, I am ... I ... OW!" I yelped as my maid servant pinched my earlobes before tugging my ear.

"Now, again you show tardiness." Rashida calmly continued to bend my ear. "Just like you did when you didn't buy the ticket. If you had bought the ticket when I had asked you to, rather than waiting and waiting and waiting ... I would have celebrated a family union in my village, rather than punish you severely. And now, here we are again. Three days - and still no suitcase."

"I am so sorry,bua, I ... OW!"

"Come, Tarek Zia." She said, taking my full name, indicating the extent of the trouble I was in, and giving my ear a firm pull. "We are going to my room. I feel much more comfortable dealing with you there. I am just starting with your buttocks. I am going to whip your whole body."

Gulp! I was in deep ...

... trouble. And unlike the time I didn't give her the ticket, this time there was no excuse - just plain laziness on my part.

"Yes,bua. As you wish, my beautifulbua. Er ... is my mother asleep,bua?"

Rsahida was going to drag me by the ear, naked, from one end of the house to the other. I did not want my mother to see this, obviously. Usually she was very punctual in retiring to bed, but lately she had been putting in some long nights, mostly reviewing work documents before going to bed.

"Of course,baba. I personally attended tomemsaab. Now ... come!"

Leading me very firmly by the ear, and twisting it painfully when she wished, Rashida escorted me through the house. Through my own house, naked, I was being hauled by the ear, by my own housemaid.

"Don't you feel ashamed,baba," Rashida scolded me as she walked towards her room, all the while holding my earlobe between her fingertips. "After all these years, still getting akaan dola from your maid? Yourkaajer meye? Where's your sense of self respect?"

"I ... I am sorry,bua." I mumbled. "I really should have gone today to New Market. I will go tomorrow, I promise."

I had been punished severely every day for the ticket infraction. It had been a very tough ten days, especially for my buttocks. I didn't really want to be tardy with her suitcase.

Soon we were safely in the confines of her room, and the door shut. As usual, I was naked, and Rashida - seated on the bed - was now examining my balls.

"Full of cum, aren't ...