Chapter 3 -- My Third Punishment From The Indian MaidMy Indian maid sets up regular spankings, and the other maid joins in -- Tarek.Everyone remembers a particular summer of their lives which was memorable over other summers for various reasons. I will always remember the summer when I turned 18, and started my final year of high school. It was the summer I became the slave and plaything of our two maids.We were a rich Urdu-speaking family in Kolkata. My father was a successful businessman and my mother was on the board of many organizations. We lived in a huge mansion, and had two Bengali maid servants. A gardener and a driver were also on the staff, but they didn't live with us.Rashida was our older maid. She had worked with us for many years, from way before I was born. If you could picture a matronly Indian lady, that would be her. At forty, she was one chubby lady, but she filled out at the right places. Slightly plump, with fat cheeks that begged to be squeezed and kissed, she had pouty thick lips and her breasts always seemed to struggle against a blouse that was one size too small. She wore her sari in such a way that her waist and navel were always exposed. As common with ladies her age, her hair was usually tied up in a bun at the top of her head, but sometimes she kept it loose and flowing.Long before Rashida had started to spank me, she had been the object of my desires and many a times I had jerked off to thoughts of lying across her lap and her hands smacking my bum as my dick rubbed against the flesh of her fat milky thighs. I knew I always had a thing for mature, bigger, dominant women.Rubina was our younger maid. She was around my age -- eighteen. But this was India, and it was the luck of the draw that I was born to a privileged family and she was from a poor upbringing. So she was now working as our maid, taking orders from Rashida as needed, and generally being a useful little thing around the house. Where Rashida was huge, Rubina was diminutive and of smaller stature. Her boobs were small and her only redeeming feature was her big butts.It was 11 pm, one hot Friday summer night, and truth be told, I was just about to hit the net for some porn. Suddenly, Rashida opened the door to my bedroom and walked in, authoritatively, as if she owned the house and this was her room, not mine. Gently shutting the door, she turned around to face me. Immediately, out of respect, I stood up.Rashida had just taken a shower, and her hair was still wet and clung to her face. Right now, as she glanced at me, she had a light smile on her face. I suddenly realized I had been staring at her breasts rising and falling with her breathing, and she had caught me looking."Baba, what are you doing up so late?" She asked, with her hands on her waist, looking at me sternly."Nothing, bua," I replied timidly, using the respectful term 'bua' to address her. Rashida had forbidden me from ever calling her by her name, which I used to do previously.My cock twitched at the thought of what happened the last time I had been masturbating in this room, and Rashida had walked in.It had been over a month ago, and Rashida had caught me with my pants on the floor, and my dick in my hand. Not to mention, I was calling out her name while jerking off. My deepest fear was that Rashida, who had seen me from when I was a kid, would tell my parents. I would do anything to keep this away from them. Rashida knew she had me at her mercy. With my parents away, and our other maid Rubina out of the house, Rashida told me I had to obey her every command. Rashida subjugated me, and the fact that she was the maid and I the young master, the son of her employer, did not stop her from forcing me to submit to her punishment. She started by twisting me ears and then got into slapping me.For the first time in many years, I was being physically punished. And for the first time ever, a woman, that too our maid, was slapping me. Rashida loved to slap me. And after every slap, I had to count and thank her, and ask for one more. This humiliation was repeated when she stripped me naked and spanked me. I had to count each spank, thank her, and ask her for one more."Are you wearing underwear, baba?" Rashida questioned, as she walked over and sat down on my bed. I remained standing, not daring to sit down unless Rashida gave me permission to."No, bua." I answered honestly. The last time I was over Rashida's knees, getting a spanking, she had ordered me never to wear underwear at home again."Why?"I blushed deep red as I answered, "The last time you were punishing me, bua, you ordered me never to wear underpants at home.""And why did I do that, baba?""So you can just pull down my pants and spank me whenever you want, bua.""So, baba, you are the master of the house, yet you are now always ready to be put over my knees for a spanking.""Yes, bua."Rashida snapped her fingers. "Let's see how truthful you are, baba. Come here!"She crooked a finger and beckoned me over. Like a well-trained pet, I walked over until I was standing just in front of her. Rashida reached for my belt. She moved slowly, intentionally prolonging my humiliation. I knew that in a few moments, I would be naked waist down in front of my maid, with my private parts all exposed. Once she had my belt off, Rashida pulled down the zipper. Never looking up, she then grabbed the sides of my pants and gave a sharp jerk. Ignoring the small bump that was my rising erection, Rashida continued to lower my pants. Once they were past my dick, which sprang out, Rashida let go as my pants fell in a heap at my ankles."So you were telling the truth." Rashida exclaimed, pulling on my testicles and rolling them like a small piece of cookie dough. "Baba, my esteemed master, the son of a distinguished businessman in the city, you don't wear underwear around the house because you are now always ready to receive a spanking on your bum from me, your old maid.""Yes, bua." I admitted, my face red with embarrassment.Still holding me by the balls, Rashida asked me, "When was the last time I punished you, baba?""Four days ago, bua." I answered.It had been in the afternoon. Walking into the kitchen, I noticed some pastries on the table there, covered in a transparent wrap. They were for some guests later in the evening."Oh, no one will miss one." I thought, as I started to take off the cover. That was when Rashida had walked in."Did I not tell you that whenever food is covered in a wrap, they are not to be touched?" Rashida rebuked me."Yes, bua." I answered fearfully."Why do you always fail to listen to instructions? Stand with your face against the wall!" Rashida commanded."Bua ... I ..." I hesitated. It was in the afternoon, and Rubina was around the house somewhere, in addition to my mother."Baba, that will cost you extra." Rashida stated matter-of-factly. "How many times have I told you that once I say something, I expect you to obey it AT ONCE!""Yes, bua."I braced myself, face against the wall, my hands flat on it, propping up my body, with my back to Rashida. She had walked over to stand behind me, her hands reaching around me and unbuckling my belt. As she worked my zipper, my jeans fell on the floor, giving anyone who walked in at that moment a sight to see. I, standing against the wall, butt naked, and our maid Rashida in position, with a spatula in her hand.WHAP!"Ow! One! Thank you, bua, for the spank. Please beat me again." As I had been well taught by now, I mumbled my thanks to Rashida. I was thanking her -- for spanking me -- and asking for one more.WHAP!"Ow! Ow! Two! Thank you, bua, for the spank. Please punish me again."WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!The blows came hard and fast. Rashida was an expert spanker, and the spatula found its mark repeatedly, alternating between each ass cheek. After fifteen swats (or was it twenty?) , Rashida placed the spatula in the sink.Phew! I thought I was done. Alas, Rashida had other plans."I must punish you for not obeying me as soon as you could." She informed me. "Now I will give you a hand spanking."Pulling out a stool, Rashida sat down. The stool creaked slightly under her weight, as Rashida fluffed out her sari to seat herself comfortably. Her big butts covered the whole surface area of the stool. Then she instructed me to position myself over her lap. All of this, in the kitchen, with the doors open and anyone could walk in any time.I was now butt naked and lying across Rashida's lap for a spanking. She spread apart her legs a bit, allowing my now erect penis to dangle between her thighs. Rashida cupped my ass cheeks with her striking hand and slowly caressed my butt, prolonging my agony."Baba, you have a very spankable bottom." Rashida said. "Is that why you are always doing things that lead to a spanking?""Oh no, bua. I am truly sorry I didn't obey you at once."Rashida continued to caress my behind. Then, suddenly, without warning, she spanked my butt cheek.SPANK!It was a thunderous crack as her hand hit my derriere."Ow! Ow!" I cried out. Then, I remembered and added, "One! Thank you, bua, for the spank. I am sorry, please spank me again."SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!Rashida spanked my thoroughly as I squirmed and thrashed about on her lap. As always, I had mixed feelings as I felt the sting of her blows, and yet also felt excited as my exposed erect penis dangled between her legs. As my spanking continued, I felt quite helpless with her firm grip on my body, and yet strangely sexually aroused."Yes, it was four days ago, that I had spanked you last." Rashida's booming voice brought me back to the present. And the present was that I was once again butt naked, standing in front of her, while she was fully clothed, seated on my bed and had my balls in her hand.Rashida let go of my balls and snapped her fingers."Bow down to me, your mistress, and lick my feet!""Yes, bua, you are my mistress, and I am your slave, worthy enough only to lick your feet."Promptly I prostrated myself on the floor and started to lap at her feet. I ran my tongue along each of her toes and sucked on each one of them. I then licked her ankles until her feet were dripping wet."Stop!" She ordered. "Now, lie down! Face down on the floor! Put your face under my feet."As commanded, I laid down on the floor on my belly, face down. Rashida then placed her feet on the back of my head, kneading her heels into my cheeks. So here was I, the rich son of a rich family, and my head was being used as a footrest by our lowly maid!I lay there for a good fifteen minutes as Rashida continued to rub her feet against my head, and used her cell to exchange text messages with someone. Then she resumed talking to me."The last time I spanked you," Rashida told me, "was for trying to eat something that was clearly not meant for you. Clearly, you do not know how to follow the rules I set in this house. And today, I now find you alone in your room, no doubt ready to watch some porn online."How did she know?"Get up!"I stood, my eyes cast down on the floor, waiting apprehensively. What did my maid have in mind for me?"Baba, take off your shirt and your watch, so you are completely in the buff.""Yes, bua."Dutifully, I did as ordered. I was now totally unclothed, in front of my busty old maid, ready for more punishment, and I was also excited, as my dick was erect. Rashida stood up and grabbed my ears with each hand. She twisted my right ear sharply, and then my left ear."Ow!" I gave a yelp as she continued to twist my ears. I was being punished like a naughty schoolboy by his headmistress."I can't be bothered to come and spank you here whenever you are up to something,baba." Rashida told me. "But you need regular spankings, otherwise your behavior starts to become bad.""Yes, bua. I am a bad little boy who needs to be spanked.""You will report to my room, two nights a week." Rashida let go of my ears and started to instruct me. "At 9 pm at this house, everyone goes to bed. So you will come to my room sharply at 10.30 pm. You will knock on the door and ask for my permission to come in.""Yes, bua." I submissively nodded."You will then go to a corner in my room, and strip off your clothes. This is important. I want you completely undressed for your punishments. Do you understand, baba?""Yes."SLAP!The mark of her five fingers spread across my cheek."Yes, WHAT, baba?""Yes, bua, I understand. I am extremely sorry. Thank you for the slap. Please slap me again."SLAP!"Good. So you will come into my room, and then strip completely. Then you will stand in the corner, facing the wall, until I decide how and when to punish you. After your punishment is over, you can put your clothes on and walk back to your room. This you will do every Monday and Thursday.""Yes, bua." So I was now to be regularly spanked. And no doubt, failure to follow her instructions would lead to additional punishments."And since we didn't have any punishments this Thursday," Rashida grabbed my right ear firmly with one hand, "we will go to my room now." She started to lead me by the ear out of my room.I almost blurted out, "But, bua, I am completely naked! What if Rubina is still up and around?" However, I kept quiet as Rashida pulled me by the ear out into the corridor. I knew that once Rashida decided to punish me, she would punish me. So if Rubina, or my mom, happened to witness it -- that was that.The house was quiet as everyone had indeed gone to bed. My parents went to bed early like clockwork, and usually the maids would wrap all the cleaning work and be in bed by 10 pm as well. And here I was, completely nude, led by my ear by our maid to her room to be spanked at her will and leisure.My cock tingled as I thought about the last time Rubina had nearly discovered me being punished. That was the second time Rashida had punished me.Rashida had caught me trying to catch of peek of Rubina in the shower. Rubina had been taking a bath in the servants' washroom, and the door had a large crack in it. I thought Rashida was taking her afternoon siesta. Instead, she had found me trying to peep into the servants' bathroom.Grabbing my ear, she had led me to her room, where I was slapped, made to kiss her feet, stripped nude, and then put over her knees and spanked. That had been a hand spanking. Then Rashida had once again put me over her knees and this time, she spanked me with a hairbrush.And that wasn't the end of it. My parents were away, and soon Rubina had to leave, so Rashida had the house to herself. Later that evening, she came to my room, where she once again stripped me, put me on a leash, and I was made to follow her on all fours like a dog. That was when she moved on from being the maid who spanked me to a mistress who dominated me, and I graduated from being merely a boy she punished to becoming Rashida's full time play thing, a slave boy, a boy toy -- someone who would do anything to please his mistress. Instead of a mera "baba", I became her "bitch". Rashida had led me to the washroom where I was used in every way to pleasure her. In my humiliation, I had to admit I too had found myself strangely aroused. Rashida knew I loved being dominated by a big and powerful woman, and she used it to her full advantage.Once she had brought me back to my room, I had to "assume the position" -- near my study desk, bent over the chair, and holding on to the seat of the chair. My bare butt protruding out, my legs spread apart, as Rashida swished her cane again and again, leaving very painful marks across my bum.And in the middle of my caning, there had been a knock on the door! It was Rubina, who had returned, and who wanted to wish me and Rashida a good night! She didn't enter the room (the door was shut) but could she have heard through the closed door the sounds of the cane swishing through the air and hitting my butt, and the muffled noises of my cries as Rashida caned me? Perhaps Rubina already knew, I thought. Strangely, this humiliation made me further aroused.Rashida by now was leading me through the house firmly by the ear. I blushed as much from the humiliation as from the pain of her grip. I would realize later that for Rashida, this trip to her bedroom was an important part of my whole discipline scene. Here I was, her master and she my maid, and yet here was I, completely naked with no protection should anyone see us. I was submitting completely to her leading me by my ear to her bedroom so she could spank and punish me. It made her completely in charge and let me be her little wimpy slave boy. Rashida knew my heart was pounding with fear as I tried to anticipate what she would do to me. The trip to her bedroom gave me more time to think about it, which added to my punishment.Rashida led me through the hallway to the rear of the house, into the servants' quarters, and then to her room, where she opened the door. I realized that her room was right beside Rubina's room. Thankfully, Rubina was nowhere to be seen, and her own door was shut. She must be asleep by now."Next Monday," Rashida told me, as she led me into her room, "you will stand outside this door and knock. Only after I give the permission will you enter.""Yes, Rashida." I answered. "I.."SLAP!Her hand left a large red print on the side of my cheek."I am so sorry, bua." I hastily mumbled out an apology. I had taken her name by mistake. "It won't happen again.""Good." Rashida let go of my ear and pointed at the door. "Now shut that door unless you want the whole house to hear you scream while I give you a thrashing.""Yes, bua."I gently shut and locked the door. Turning around, I found that Rashida was now seated at her bed. She snapped her fingers and beckoned me over. As I walked over, she took me by the wrist, forcing me to take a seat on her lap. I felt like a young boy seating on his mother's lap. Except of course I was naked and this was my maid on whose thighs my bare bum now rested. My cock was strangely aroused."My, my, my... my little master has a boner," Rashida crooned, her voice dripping with mock sympathy. She caressed my aching hardon, leaving me gasping for breath. I badly wanted to cum, but I knew if I did, Rashida would show no mercy in her canings. The steel returned to her voice."The first time I punished you, baba," She told me, "you were masturbating to my name in your room. The second time I spanked you, baba, you were trying to peep when Rubina was taking a shower. Clearly, your hormonal urges are out of control and you think of us maids as sexual objects of your fantasy. That must be corrected. Are you ashamed of yourself?""Yes.""Again, yes WHAT, baba?""Yes, bua.""Good boy. Now baba, I am going to ask you some questions. The questions may make you feel embarrassed, but here you are, naked, on your maid's lap, with your balls in my hand, so I don't think it can get more embarrassing for you than this, can it?" Rashida laughed."No, bua, I mean, yes, bua .. this is ...""I did not ask you for a response, baba." Rashida admonished me, continuing to play with my balls. "That was a rhetorical question." She then continued, "I want you to answer some questions for me, and I expect complete honesty when you answer. If I feel you are lying, I will give you a spanking you won't forget, do you understand?"
"Yes, bua. I understand.""Good. Now, baba, how often do you play with yourself?"" I... um... bua... I don't really ... after you spanked me then I don't ...""Baba! Answer the question, honestly, or I will call every maid on this street and spank your bare bottom in front of them! Answer the question!"The question was sharp, and her tone left me no doubt she wanted an answer"I play with myself about once or twice everyday, bua!""You should be ashamed of yourself, baba. There's two full grown female maid servants in the house, baba, and a boy your age, playing with himself in full view! We have to do something about that, baba."My face turned a bright shade of red. I felt so humiliated to be in her room, being scolded for masturbating, and having a hardon while that scolding was taking place! And Rashida could clearly feel my penis throbbing in her hand with everything that she was saying to me."Stand up!" Rashida ordered sharply.I stood up.SLAP!I got one more across the face."One! Thank you, bua, I .."SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!Rashida slapped me thrice, giving me no time to even do the mandatory count. My cheeks were now bright crimson, partly due to her slaps, and partly due to my shame and humiliation."You did not count the slaps, baba." Rashida smirked at me. She hadn't given me the time!"I.."SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!"Did I ask you to say something, baba? Did I say you could speak while being punished, baba?"I looked up at her. "I was doing the count ..."SLAP!I got one more across my face. I thought it was because I did not say "bua" so I tried again."No, bua, but I wanted to count ..."SLAP!Once more she thrashed me across my cheeks. Rashida had a smile on her face."I am very angry at you baba. It is clear that despite our previous punishment sessions, your mind is obsessed with sex and masturbation. You have made me very angry, baba. No matter what you do now, I'm going to slap you. Do you understandbaba?"I was completely at her mercy. Rashida had never slapped me like that before. Whenever Rashida punished me with slaps, she would always slap me first, wait for me to count and thank her for the slap, and then slap me again. Now, whatever I did, I was going to get slapped. So I just looked at her.SLAP!"I asked you a question, baba, did I not?""Yes, bua, you did".SLAP! SLAP!"Sorry, bua, I ... "SLAP! SLAP!Rashida finally relented. I had tears running down my cheeks as the sharp pain of her slaps pinched at me."Please don't slap me anymore, bua, please don't," I begged. The ferociousness with which I had been slapped had scared me. "Please bua, I'll be a good little boy from now on.""It's too late for that, baba!" Rashida responded, "You deserve a good sound thrashing ON A REGULAR BASIS and that is exactly what you are going to get!""Yes, bua."Rashida waited until I stopped sobbing and had composed myself. Then she gently cupped my chin with a hand and nudged my head so I was looking into her eyes. She had a gentle smile on her lips."Does my punishments hurt you baba?""Yes, bua.""Do they cause you pain, physical pain, baba?""Yes, bua.""Then why do you submit to them, baba? Why do you allow me to punish you, baba? After all, I am but your maid servant.""I ... I ... I deserve it, bua." I responded. "I deserve your punishments. You are not just my maid. I love you, and someone I love has the complete right to punish me when I deserve it."I love her?! I don't know why I said that. What I knew was that I loved being punished by her."Good! That is the answer I wanted to hear. Baba, do you know why I punish you so much? Why I have made you my bitch?"I looked at her. Rashida had a kindly smile on her face."Because, baba, I too, love you." Rashida leaned forward and gently kissed my right cheek. "And when I see someone I love doing a bad thing, I want to fix it. I want to correct you. I want to see you always on the right track."Rashida then kissed my left cheek."So, baba, I will continue to punish you. You will be my bitch for a very, long time.""Yes, bua. Please keep me as your bitch."Surprisingly, Rashida then gave me a hug. My face was crushed against her boobs as she held my head in her hands and kissed my cheeks and lips.Smooch! Smooch!She covered my face with wet kisses and pressed my lips to her chest. I drunk in her smell and sweat in ecstasy as I too hugged her back, wrapping my hands around her waist. Mmm! Her boobs smelled lovely. I drew my head back, giving her a big smile, and then kissed her a big sloppy kiss on each of her cheeks.The same cheeks of mine that minutes ago bore the marks of her fingers now oozed with her saliva as she gave me her wet, sloppy kisses. My penis was completely erect as Rashida stood back after giving me a final kiss."Do you know what those kisses were for, baba?" She asked, wiping her lips with the back of her hand."I ... bua ... I don't ...." I was tongue tied."They were for showing you that despite punishing you, I still like you, and despite you being my bitch, I still care about you, and it's a reward for taking your punishment so obediently.""Thank you, bua.""Good, now back to business!"Rashida snapped her fingers and I once again stood straight, attentive."I am going to give you a spanking, once with my hairbrush, and then with my cane, and then you are free to go for the night, until next Monday.""Yes, bua."Rashida turned to her bed and stacked the pillows on the middle. As she was bent over doing it, I could not help but glance at her butts, and could see the outline of the crack of her ass as the sari rode deep into the cleft, and her butts jiggled as she moved around. Rashida placed a towel on top of the pillows."Lie down on the pillows with your arms and legs spread wide," Rashida instructed me. I did so, and I feel very vulnerable in this position, because I was totally exposed. To further embarrass me, Rashida adjusted the pillows so that my penis and balls hung down between my legs. Rashida then showed me the hair brush she was going to use on my ass."Stay still." She ordered me.SWAT!"One, thank you, bua." I said.This continued for about thirty swats from her hairbrush, and just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, Rashida told me,"Stand up again, my bitch, hands at your sides. You will now get a caning, bent over that chair. Twenty strokes should be enough.""Yes, bua."Rashida took the chair that was in front of the dresser and put it in the middle of her room, and asked me to "assume the position" -- i.e. bend over it."Grip the seat of the chair with your hands", she said, "If you move, the stroke will be repeated."My bum was already sore, and when the first stroke fell, it was as if a sudden force had gripped me and left me in shock. I could hardly hold my position, let alone count!"I didn't hear you count, baba." Rashida complained. "Count, and be sure to say thank you! Do I have to teach you all those things again?"SWOOSH!It hurt like crazy, but I still counted, thanked her.SWOOSH!Now my whole bottom felt like it was on fire, but I managed to remain in position and thanked Rashida. With each stroke, she would taunt me."I should get Rubina to help me spank you, baba. She would love to thrash an ass like yours.""Two, thank you bua. I would love to have my ass thrashed by Rubina bua as well,bua."SWOOSH!"How does it feel to be caned by your maid? Baba, do you like it?""Three! Thank you, bua, for your punishment. Please cane me again."SWOOSH!"I should get my younger sister to spank you, baba. How would it feel to have a younger girl spank your bare naked bum?"SWOOSH!"Maybe all the maids of this mohalla (area) would love to spank you, baba. We should have a spanking party with you as the centre of attention -- our own boy toy."SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!Soon, I had only one stroke left."This is going to be number twenty, the hardest", Rashida informed me. "And after you receive it and thank me for it, I want you to stay in position"SWOOSH!"Twenty! Thank you, bua." I said.I felt Rashida's hands on my naked buttocks. She was running her fingers on the marks left from the caning, and admiring her work. Then she leaned in and pressed against me, and enveloped my manhood with her hand."We have to do something about this, baba." Rashida started to stroke my erect penis and balls. She also would grab my nipples now and then, and give them a twist. It didn't take much time, and soon I was squirting my cum into her hands and on the floor. When I was done, I felt totally drained but also happy.Rashida put the cum drench fingers into her mouth and slowly licked them one by one. Then she asked me to leave the room while she cleaned up."I will see you Monday." She told me, as I left, hoping no one would once again see me or my warm, red, well spanked ass as I ran naked back to my room.This continued for the next three months. Every Monday and Thursday, like a dutiful and obedient slave, I would walk to Rashida's room, long after everyone had turned in for the night, and knock. She would then permit me to come in. I would then enter, shut the door, go to a corner and undress completely. Rashida would allow me to stand in the corner for some time, taking in my nudity, just to deepen my embarrassment. Then, depending on my actions that had angered her, I would be punished.There were always slaps. Sometimes Rashida would taunt me by saying my cheeks weren't red yet, and I had to ask her to slap me once more after each slap so that she left marks on my cheek.Rashida loved to smack my buttocks and my punishments always involved an over the knee spanking on my naked bum with her bare hand. Sometimes it involved the cane or the hair brush. Other times, if my parents were away and Rubina was also visiting some relatives, and we had the whole house to ourselves, Rashida would take me on a leash, on all fours, to my parents' washroom. This is where I would be a proper slave to her (a "bitch" she would call me then, instead of the affectionate 'baba') and I would have to service her every way.She would force me to lie on the bathroom floor and lick her feet. She would often pee on me. I had to clean her up after she peed. I also became an expert in bringing her to orgasm by licking her cunt with my tongue, and often at the end of those punishment sessions Rashida would reward me with a blow job. I also started to last longer when she would stroke me, which pleased her. This had been going on for three months.Of course my punishments weren't limited to just Mondays and Thursdays. Occasionally, if the need and opportunity arose, Rashida would not hesitate to use me for her pleasure on other days. Sometimes, she would call me to the kitchen, where I would be asked to raise her sari and petticoat, pull down her panties and kiss her bare bum. Whenever I kissed her ass and licked her asshole, it gave her a special thrill. I was literally a kiss ass and suck up for her. Every time I would kiss her buttocks, she would finger herself to an orgasm, and then ask me to lick her wet fingers clean.Other times when we would pass each other in the hall, she would sometimes stop me and give me a couple of quick slaps, before letting me go. This was her way of putting me in my proper place, continuing her domination of me, and enforcing her superiority over me. She was my mistress and I was her slave, and she could slap me any time she wanted and I had to take it. I was of course, happy to continue in this relationship, treating her as my queen, not my maid.So for three months, I had no need to masturbate -- Rashida's weekly sessions with me took care of that. My marks at school started to improve as I had more time to devote to my studies, my health improved as Rashida kept me on a strict diet and fitness regime, and overall, everyone remarked that how I was suddenly a more polite , more handsome and a more charming young man.During this time, I saw more of Rubina as well. Prior to becoming Rashida's slave, I didn't pay much attention to the maids; now I used to hang around the kitchen or try to take a peep whenever they were working, and inadvertently I would be spending more time with them. Besides, as the school year continued on, my parents were often away on business trips, and it would be me alone in the house with two maids, both of whom had large asses. I was fascinated with buttocks, so I would try and catch a glimpse of their behinds whenever I could. I would also try and flirt with Rubina more and more.Once I walked into the kitchen, and Rubina was making a cake. She asked me to pass the sugar, and I replied, "Why do you need sugar, you are so sweet!" She laughed.Another time she wanted to mop my room and I was working out, topless. I told her to check out my muscles. She nervously laughed and said she really had to clean the room. When we would pass each other in the narrow halls, often I would try and press myself against her for a mere second before she would scoot away. I never knew for a fact if she knew I was being spanked by Rashida, so I felt free to hit on her. I realized that if Rubina truly knew how Rashida manhandled and abused me, I would fall in her esteem as a man.Three months on, one week I realized I hadn't been punished for a couple of weeks. Both weeks on each night I had asked permission to enter Rashida's room, she told me she wasn't going to punish me that night and asked me to leave. I also realized she seemed a bit distracted, as if something was bugging her.However, suddenly, on one Monday afternoon, as I was eating lunch, Rashida quietly stood behind me and touched my shoulder. I froze -- Rubina was nearby. My parents were however away for a couple of days for a business conference. What did Rashida have in mind?"Tonight, baba, when you come to my room," She whispered, "I want your bladder full.""Oh, bua, I ...""Shh! Don't interrupt me!""I am sorry, bua.""Baba, you will go to the washroom at 6.30 pm and pee, and then you will not go again. And you will make sure you will drink lots of water after that, so that when you come to my room at 10.30 pm, you will have a full bladder. Do you understand?""Yes, bua."So my two week break from Rashida's chastisements was about to end, and if I knew her, she had something big planned than a simple spanking.Later in the evening, at 6.30 pm sharp I went to the washroom and peed. After that, I gathered three water bottles and a Gatorade and went back to my room. I tried to study but my mind kept going back to Rashida. I finished all the water bottles and the Gatorade. By 10 pm, I felt the urge to pee, but Rashida's stern admonition held me back. I got a phone call from a friend, and when I finished, I saw it was already 10.35 pm. I was late! In panic, with my bladder very much full, I rushed out of my room, walked along the hallway to the servants' quarters, walked over to Rashida's room and stood outside her door.Rashida as usual had her lights on, and I could see it through the space underneath her door. Rubina's door was shut and there was no light -- she was probably fast asleep. Taking a deep breath, I knocked softly on Rashida's door."Come in!"I walked in and locked the door. Rashida was lying on her bed, reading a novel."You are late by six minutes, baba.""Yes, bua. I am extremely sorry about that bua. It won't happen again. Please forgive me.""Did you go to the washroom at 6.30 pm, baba?" Rashida asked me, still lying down."Yes, bua.""And did you pee again after that, baba?""No, bua, as you had forbidden me too."I was discussing my bathroom activities with my maid! I felt like a dog whose mistress trains the animal to relieve himself only at her indiscretion, and I knew that was pretty much how Rashida saw it too."Good! So, do you have the urge to pee now, my little bitch?""Yes, bua. May I go to the washroom, bua?""You certainly will not! I will punish you, and I will decide WHEN you will pee. Is that clear?""Yes, bua.""Good! I intend to take you to the washroom to pee later, baba, and I want to see a good long stream of urine when you do.""Yes, bua. It will be as you wish, bua. You are my mistress; you are my queen, bua.""Good! Now, baba, you know what to do."I walked to the corner of her room, and started to undress. My shirt came, off, followed by my pants and watch. I neatly folded them and kept them on the dresser table, and then walked back and stood in the corner, facing the wall, my behind to Rashida. This was my "time out". I remained standing for ten minutes."Baba, come here." Rashida was standing in the centre of the room, so I walked and stood facing her, eyes cast down."You were late by six minutes. Two slaps per minute, twelve over all." Rashida announced her verdict. "As usual, you will count and thank me each time.""Yes, bua. I am so sorry for my lateness and humbly beg your forgiveness. Please punish me."SLAP! SLAP!"Two! Thank you, bua. I am sorry I was late. Please slap me again."SLAP! SLAP!"Four! Thank you, bua, for slapping me. I will never be late again. Please slap me again."SLAP! SLAP!"Six! Thank you, bua. It is my honour that I have someone like you to correct my mistakes. Please slap me again."SLAP! SLAP!"Eight! Thank you, bua. I am your humble slave whose only aim is to please his mistress. Please slap me again."SLAP! SLAP!"Ten! Thank you, bua. Please forgive my mistakes. Please slap me again."SLAP! SLAP!"Twelve! Thank you, bua for the slaps."Rashida then turned around and walked to the bed. I followed the jiggle of her buttocks as she moved across the room. She sat down on the bed, put the novel she was reading on her pillow, and picked up a hairbrush."I bought this new wooden hairbrush," She grinned, "especially for you, baba, and for your nice and soft ass." I could only blush and groan as I saw the new hairbrush was thicker with a bigger base."Position yourself across my lap." I did as she asked, my penis burying into the folds of her sari between her thighs, my butt protruding up in the air, ready for Rashida's sentencing."Baba, for two weeks I have not punished you. So I will start with twenty five strokes of the brush. You will count and thank me for each one, as usual.""Yes, bua. I am yours to be punished."SMACK!"One! Thank you, bua. Please beat me again.""With pleasure, baba."SMACK!"Two! Thank you, bua. Please beat me again.""Look at you, baba, asking for a spanking on your bare bum from your maid!"
SMACK!"Three! Thank you, bua. Please beat me again.""Does it turn you on, baba, getting a beating in the middle of the night from your maid, when all your friends are asleep in their beds?"SMACK!"Owww! Four! Thank you, bua. Please beat me again.""You're squealing like a little girl, baba. It's only four strokes, there's lot more to go."SMACK!"Oww! Owww! Five! Thank you, bua. Please beat me again.""Maybe I'll dress you up in some of my panties and spank your little bottom like a naughty little girl, baba."SMACK!"Ouch! Six! Thank you, bua. Please beat me again."SMACK!"Oww! Owww! Seven! Thank you, bua. Please beat me again.""Do you want to go over your Mistresses knee, baba? Do you like your old maid spanking you?"SMACK!"Oww! Owww! Eight! Thank you, bua. Please beat me again.""You ass is already turning a nice bright shade of red, baba."SMACK! SMACK!And so it went on until Rashida struck my ass twenty five times with her brush. I lay across her knees, sobbing and whimpering, tears streaming down my face. Her hands caressed my butt and examined the results of her work.After some time, she told me to get up."Now go back to the corner, and stand facing the wall, with your back to me. I don't want to see your face for a little while, baba.""Yes, bua. Your wish is my command."I walked over to the corner and stood in silence. The beating had increased my desire to pee, and my cock was straining. I shifted my weight from one foot to another, hoping Rashida would soon let me go and urinate. The breeze from the fan blew across my butt, causing a stinging pain.Suddenly, there was a knock on the door! It was Rubina!"Apa, are you busy, can I come in?" Rubina called out from the other side of the locked door, using the respectful term "apa", which meant elder sister, for Rashida."Can you get the door?" Rashida asked me."But .. but .. but ..." I was at a loss for words."I'm naked! And ..." I protested."Get the door right now, or else I will spank you, and in front of whoever is at the door." Rashida's voice was ice cold.I slowly walked over to the door and unlocked it.Rubina stood outside. Her eyes grew wide as she took in my nakedness, and gave a slow whistle as her eyes fell on my erect dick."Baba, step away from the door and let her in." Rashida called out."Yes, bua." I stepped back from the door as Rubina entered."Rubina, come here and sit with me on my bed."Rubina walked over to the bed to join Rashida, all the time staring at me. She had a slight smile on her lips as she sat down."Baba, leave the door open and walk back to your position." Rashida instructed me. "This time, however, turn and face us so Rubina can see you.""Yes, bua."Demurely, I walked back to my position, turned to face the two ladies, and stood."Put your hands behind your head on the back of your neck, baba."I did as Rashida ordered, raising my hands and placing them on the back of my neck, behind my head, in the traditional "punishment" position. I felt really embarrassed, standing like that, naked, in front of my maid servants."Why is he standing like that undressed, apa?" Rubina asked. "Are you punishing him?""Yes, Rubina. I have been punishing baba for a while now. He comes here every Monday and Thursday night for his punishments.""Wow! What do you punish him for, apa?""For many things -- you see, Rubina, I am in charge of his discipline. I set some rules for baba around the house, and if he breaks them, he is punished.""Amazing!" Rubina whistled. "And apa, he just lets you punish him?""Of course!" Rashida chuckled, "Twice a week he is to report to me at night and I decide how to punish him. He is a wimpy little boy who needs a strong woman to keep him in line.""He seemed such a respectable young man," Rubina commented, "but I always knewbaba to be a bit of sissy little boy. You are right, apa, he needs strong discipline from a strong woman. How do you punish him, apa?"The two women were talking about me as if I wasn't even there! They were completely ignoring me, just like a slave is meant to be ignored when two mistresses are talking.Rashida laughed. "Oh, his punishments vary! Baba is a good little bitch, and I try all sorts of punishment on him.""Oh, tell me, tell me apa! This is all so exciting.""Well, for starters," Rashida told her, "I slap him. Have you seen his cheeks? Very slappable! Nothing tells a man his worth and place when compared to a powerful woman like a slap on his face. Today he was late in reporting to me by six minutes, so I gave him twelve slaps as a punishment. If you take a look at his cheeks, you will see they are bright red. It's not just from his humiliation and embarrassment of standing there naked in front of his female maid servants, but also from my slaps."""Absolutely," Rubina agreed. "And you are right, he does have a very slappable face. I would love to give him some slaps myself.""And you will." Rashida generously informed her.A couple of days ago, I thought miserably, I was trying to impress Rubina and flirt with her. And now, I was standing naked in front of her, while she was laughing scornfully at my predicament. By the end of the night, I was sure I would have my face slapped and my butt spanked by her as well."And," Rashida continued, "you can spank him too.""Spanking?" Rubina seemed shocked. "You spank him too?""Of course!" Rashida snapped her fingers. "Baba, come here!"Obediently I walked over to where Rashida was seated."Turn around baba, and bend over." Rashida directed."Yes, bua." I turned around, and bent over so that my butt was now ready for their examination."I just spanked him with this hairbrush," Rashida was saying, "And look at these large bright marks. His ass turns a nice crimson shade of red when spanked. That's what makes spanking baba such a pleasure."I could feel a pair of hands caressing my butt, and going over when Rashida had spanked me. They went all over my bum, before descending and gently moving over my balls and dick."You are right!" Rubina sniggered. "Baba has a very slappable face and a spankable ass. It's like he was made to be punished!"My heart sank in humiliation at Rubina's comments as she patted my ass."Stand up!" Rashida ordered. "And turn around, baba."I did. I stood there naked and extremely embarrassed as Rubina examined my genitals."That's pretty small, is that as big as it gets?" She asked me.Sheepishly I told her this was it."It's almost like a little boy's penis" Both maids laughed. I had been trying to impress Rubina as a man, and now my penis was now a source of amusement for her.Rashida rubbed my balls and commented, "Well, it's kind of cute. But I think my bitch now needs to pee, don't you, baba?"I nodded. "Bua, can I go pee? Please?""Rubina," Rashida turned to her companion. "If you have a dog, sometimes the dog needs to relieve himself and you have to take the dog out. Otherwise, the animal will urinate on the floor. My bitch also needs to pee, so I suggest we take her to the washroom. I don't want to clean up a mess in my room.""Of course, apa. Let's take the bitch out to pee."Both the maids stood up. Rubina walked over to where my clothes were, and extracted the belt from my pants. She then handed it to Rashida, who made a loop on the belt in the form of a noose, and slipped it around my neck. She now had me on a leash, and snapped her fingers.Like a trained puppy, I immediately went down on all fours and started to lick her feet. Both the women laughed."I see you have trained him well," Rubina remarked, as I continued to lick Rashida's feet."Yes! Baba, let's go!" Rashida started to head out of the room, leading me on a leash like her pet animal. Rubina followed.As I followed them on all fours, the two women talked about me. Again, the fact that I was listening to every word of theirs was completely ignored, my presence completely disregarded. I guess when you are on a harness, following your maid servants by crawling on the floor, you don't deserve to be paid any attention to.Rashida talked about the various instruments she used to spank me -- the cane, the brush, the ruler, and of course, her bare hands. Rubina asked if I ever came while being punished. The women laughed when Rubina recounted how I had tried to flirt with her in the kitchen. Rashida observed that some of my behaviour towards Rubina required her to punish me. Rubina squealed in delight when Rashida told her she could have me over her knees for a spanking later that night.What a fall I must have suffered in Rubina's eyes. This morning I was her master, the well toned buffed young man who was trying to hit on her. And now I was a lowly slave who was crawling on the floor and would soon be spanked on his bare bum by her, his maid.Since my maids were walking in front of me, Rashida holding my leash, and I was on my hands and knees, I could look up and see their big bums wiggle as they walked. Rashida's was bigger, and once again the sari had ridden into the crack of her ass, and her butts jiggled like a jelly. Rubina's was more shapely, and she sashayed as she walked.I could also smell something. It was musky. I was used to satisfying Rashida orally, so I could recognize this smell. From the way Rubina walked, I realized she was wet. She must have been very horny.We reached my parents' bathroom, where Rashida bent down and unbuckled my 'leash'."Next time," She told Rubina, "I will have to get a proper dog collar for him.""Bua," I asked, still on all fours, "May I stand up and pee?""Yes, dear, you may. Rubina, let's stand beside him and watch. I love to see a man pee. Baba has good aim too."I stood up, walked over to the commode, pointed my penis and strained. Rashida had enveloped my manhood in her hands.Nothing came out."Oh, look!" Rubina giggled. "He's now shy I am here!"SMACK!I felt a sudden shock as Rubina slapped my butt, hard.The first thin spurt of pee shot out under pressure, hitting the water in the commode. I sighed in relief as I continued to pee and empty my bladder."Certainly taking his time, baba!" Rashida giggled. "He must not have urinated for a while!"Rashida shook my penis gently to force the last few drops out. A couple of drops got on her fingers. She held out that hand in front of my face. I licked her fingers to clean her off, tasting my own urine as I did so. Once Rashida was satisfied her hands were clean, she slapped me a couple of times, and then ordered me to clean up.I used the sink to clean myself up. By now, Rashida had walked over to the commode, lifted her saris and petticoat and sat down. I guess she wasn't wearing underpants either, because she started to pee and I could hear the noise of her urine hitting the bottom of the commode, mixing with my urine.There was something so sexy about seeing my older, matronly maid relieve herself unabashed, so uninhibited, in front of us. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see Rubina rub a damp spot on her crotch. She was now very horny, I realized."Baba!" Rashed commanded, when she was done. "Come and clean me.""Yes, bua."I cleaned her well with tissues and water, before washing my hands. Rashida now had a contented look on her face. She remained seated on the commode, which wasn't flushed yet, and snapped her fingers. Dutifully, I walked over to her and knelt down on my knees. Rashida carefully parted her legs. The strong aroma of her cunt, as well as the urine that was now in the commode, reached my nose. Rashida grabbed my ears, gave them a sharp twist, and pressed my face onto her pussy.I knew what I had to do. Rashida's pussy was soaking wet. I buried my face between her thighs, my tongue reaching and lashing at her labia. I kissed all around her vagina and pressed my lips onto her cunt, sucking and licking her. Flicking at her clit and occasionally inserting my tongue -- Rashida was loving it."Mmm... mmm!" Rashida continued to purr. Behind me, Rubina had now rolled up her sari, reached into her panties and was vigorously rubbing herself."Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, OH MY GOODNESS!"Rashida started to cum and I was drenched in her juices. She grabbed both my ears and pulled sharply as she came, and came ... and came."OH MY GOODNESS." Holding me by my ears, Rashida slowly pulled me back from her pussy. I was wet with her fluids."Rubina, come here. You look like you could use some relief." Rashida stood up and ordered. Rubina was only too happy to obey. In a trice, her panties were on the floor, she was seated on the commode, and I was once more pressed into service between another woman's thighs."Mmmm ... mmm ...." It didn't take long for Rubina to come. She came in spurts, and twisted my ears rather sharply as she did."Time for us to go back to my room." Rashida announced, slipping the leash back onto my neck as a rather dazed Rubina flushed the commode. Rashida snapped her fingers, and I immediately went down on all fours and started to lick her feet. Both Rashida and Rubina burst out laughing.Once we were back in Rashida's room, I was standing in front of Rubina, who was also standing at the centre of the room, while Rashida was seated on her bed."From now on, you are also not to call Rubina by her name." Rashida told me. "You will call her choto bua, when we are both here. If you are talking to one of us alone, you will call us bua, as before. Do you understand?""Yes, bua." I answered. I knew that 'choto' meant younger."You will respect her just like you respect me.""Yes, bua."Now it was Rubina's turn."Baba," She told me, "several days ago you tried to flirt with me. That will cost you ten slaps.""Yes, choto bua."SLAP!It was as sudden as it was unexpected. I was now getting slapped by a maid who was my age, who was shorter than me, and yet she was now dominating me."One! Thank you, choto bua, and please slap me again."SLAP!"Two! Thank you, choto bua, and please slap me again."SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!Ten slaps latter, my face was now bright red, both as result of the slaps and from acute humiliation."When you passed me in the hall this morning," Rubina recounted, "you brushed against me. That will cost you thirty strokes with the cane.""Yes, Rubina. I am indeed ashamed. I deserve to be caned. Please cane me.""Baba," Rashida spoke up. "Rubina will now sit down on the bed beside me. Rubina, please come here."Rubina walked over and sat down beside the older maid."Baba! Come here and bend over Rubina's lap so that she can spank you. You also forgot to call her 'choto bua'. That will be an extra 5 lashes."Rubina hiked her sari and petticoat up so that I would be laying over her bare thighs."Come on, over you go." Rubina took my arms and forced me over her lap. She next took one of her legs and crossed it over my knees so that I was completely immobilized. My penis was dangling between her thighs, and I felt like a helpless little boy about to receive an over the knee spanking from my mommy.Rubina began to cane me. I tried to move about, but she held me tightly in place. After each spank, I had to count, thank her for the spank, and ask for another one. In the beginning, Rubina was not able to place her blows properly, nor were they as hard as the spanking I used to get from Rashida. But soon, Rubina got the hang of it and her blows started to hurt more."You are doing good, Rubina," Rashida said, "how red his ass is now.""Thank you, apa. It's my first time spanking a little boy, so your words of praise mean a great deal to me."I soon started to weep but Rubina showed no sign of stopping as the blows fell on my ass.SMACK! SMACK!The cane came raining down on my now sore ass. I was sobbing hysterically by the time Rubina stopped after thirty five strokes of the cane. I thanked her, but was embarrassed when I stood up and I had a big erection again."Haha, look at his wiener." Both my maids started to laugh. "You are right, apa, I think he enjoys being caned.""Good!" Rashida rubbed her hands together. "I will give him a couple of final spankings and then he can go for the night."Rashida led me by the ear to her dresser table and had me bent across it."Bend over so that your buttocks are high in the air for your spanking." She said. So I bent over, and grabbed both sides of the table with my hands.SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!Rashida spanked me with a ruler, hard and fast. I hardly had time to thank her for each spank before the next beating. She alternated between each ass cheek, and I had to grit my teeth to bear the pain. It hurt, but what hurt most was that now I was at the mercy of my female household servants whenever my parents would be away. It was embarrassing lying naked across a dressing table and getting spanked by one maid while the other maid watched in glee.After a small break, I could hear Rashida go and sit down at her bed."I want you across my knees now, for an over the knee spanking", she said. So I walked over to her and stood beside her."Put your hands on top of your head again", she ordered.I, of course, obeyed her. After five minutes, she said, "Now bend over my lap and put your penis between my legs for your spanking." She hiked up her sari and over I went. Once my hands and toes were touching the floor, she readjusted me on her lap and her thighs held my penis and me in place.SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!It was a bare handed spanking on my bum, and this time, Rashida took her time. She proceeded to alternately spank and caress my bottom between each spanks.My ass was now bright red and quite warm."I hope this teaches you to treat us maids with respect, and to follow our rules." Rashida told me, in between spanks."Yes, bua. You maids are now my goddesses. You are my mistresses and I am your slave."SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!Finally Rashida was done. She stood up, fetched a condom from her table and slipped it on my erect dick. Fetching some K-Y jelly, Rashida proceeded to stroke my penis until I finally shot a load of cum into the condom. I felt so relieved.I may have lost all respect in the eyes of Rubina, but I had gained a new mistress.Rashida told me to take my clothes and leave. Then she told me to be ready for more spankings on Thursday, sharp at 10.30 pm. I could hardly wait!
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