Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 16 - Sex Stories

Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 16

... differences and step into mine!

Rashida reached out and stroked my penis.

"You are getting hard." She commented. "Getting punished arouses you."

"Er,bua." I gently corrected my mistress. "Submitting to you is arousing to me. I like being under your control, my dearbua. When you have your way with me. I am your dog, your bitch, your slave. It isbeing your slave that arouses me. I love you so much, my dearbua. I want to marry you and make you my wife."

Rashida gave me a small smile.

"I worked very hard all day." My maid told me. "I have to get up way earlier after little sleep. I am not as young as I used to be. My feet are killing me. I want you to kneel and massage my feet like a good little slave."

"Yes,bua. Of course, my pleasure. Your wish is my command,bua."

I knelt down on the floor and took Rashida's right foot in my hands and slipped off her sandal from her feet. Using the palm of my hands, I pressed the sole of her feet and then began to massage it.

"Mmmm, that feels good." My maid, the queen of my heart, murmured, as I pressed her heel and used my fingers to apply pressure to specific points on her sole.

No further words were exchanged for the next ten minutes or so as I concentrated on doing a good job with her feet. It was something I once used to do for both Rashida and Rubina - the maid that used to work here before Zarine. After a good hard day's work, they had often come to my room and ordered me to massage their feet. But ...

... after Rubina's marriage and departure, there had been less and less of Rashida coming to my room like that. Nowadays, it was mostly I who visited her room, and that too on the two days she had designated.

Zarine, the new young maid, is nice and all, but in terms of dominating me along with Rashida, she is not up to the same material as Rubina was. Rubina was sassy, and had a mean streak to her, and fit naturally into her role as Rashida's apprentice and co-conspirator. She loved to dominate me in a sadomasochistic manner, often slapping me, caning me, whipping me and spanking me. Or teasing me. Zarine was different. She would punish me, and often punish me hard, but it was more of a sense of duty, and obedience to Rashida, than anything else.

Rashida suddenly snapped her fingers. I stopped what I was doing and gently let go of her feet. She immediately snapped her fingers again and pointed at her feet.

I immediately dropped my face down to her feet. Rashida arched her head back so she could feel my mouth planting kisses on the top of her toes. She sat back, enjoying her total control over me as I slobbered over her feet.

"Tarek! That's more like how you should always be." Rashida commented. "Head down, face on the floor, at my feet, yourpasa up, ready to be spanked."

"Yes, my dearbua."

"Tut tut. You may speak only when I permit you to."

After some time, Rashida again snapped her fingers.

"Over my knees." My maid ordered. "Get your ass over my ...