Slave To My Indian Maid Ch 18

Slave to My Indian Maid - Chapter 18

Rashida and her family enjoy me thoroughly in the village (continued) - Tarek

I finally consummate my relationship with Rashida - Tarek

CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS CHAPTER...

Note:

This is the

concluding

story of this series.

It was a lovely night. I had finally cum after spending fifteen or sixteen days in the village without masturbating. Yes, I had cum on my darling Rashida's legs, instead of in her hallowed cunt, but it was still a release. Moreover, my beloved

bua

Rashida had also thoroughly enjoyed the process too, and we soon fell asleep.

The next two nights proved similar. After sunset I would visit Nasima and suck her tits until all the milk was out. By now, Farida had gotten comfortable enough to leave us two alone, and Nasima was getting more and more brazen in rubbing herself to an orgasm as I emptied her milk. She was also dropping hints that she would be open to more, but I wasn't interested. I didn't want to lose focus - the

only

lady I wanted to fuck was Rashida, not Nasima.

After the breastfeeding, I would return and help the ladies - Tamanna and Rashida - prepare and serve dinner. After dinner, I had my list of chores while the ladies would relax. I would clean the kitchen, sweep and mop the floors, and then surface clean the washroom, before taking a quick shower. I would then present myself to Dania and Rashida, kneel on the floor, and ask if they had any more tasks for me. It wasn't lost on anyone that in a strange role reversal, I, the employer of my maid servant Rashida, had willingly become the servant of her family.

Most of the time the ladies would simply have me stand beside them as they read, or talked, or watched TV. I would remain kneeling beside Rashida as she would tousle my hair or sometimes absent mindedly pull and twist my ear as she read her book. Sometimes Rashida would make me lie down on the floor to be her footstool or have me lick and kiss her feet. Other times she would order me to stand up and then pull down my shorts. With me naked and my penis and balls exposed, Rashida would gently knead and play with one of my balls, and then the other, even as she continued to read, while her mother or sister would chuckle or giggle at the sight.

"Here is my

damad ji

," Rashida's mother would giggle, "Standing naked. While my daughter is playing with his

beechi

. In front of his

saali

."

'Damad' meant son-in-law. All the ladies of this family were free to boss me around and humiliate me. Then it would be time for bed.

I would come to the bedroom, and if I wasn't naked already - I would strip. By now Rashida's orders were clear. Inside this room I was to be fully in the nude, all the time. So... every night, once we retired to our bedroom, I would take off all my clothes.

Once fully naked, I would get into bed with Rashida. My maid and I would then talk. We talked on our day, about the various incidents, some village politics, what I did right and what I did wrong. All the time Rashida would be gently stroking my cock. Then she would ask me to kiss her, and we would begin making out. Soon I would strip her naked, and it would end in my licking her pussy to an orgasm, after which she would let me cum between her legs. Not in her pussy, but in between her legs.

For four days I hadn't been seriously punished. Alas my streak was soon going to be over. And what would begin was a period where I was punished almost

every

day.

* * *

One morning, after all the ladies of the house had once again gone to the market (it seemed to be a weekly thing), I was given some chores. I just finished a few of them and decided to take a break. I knew from experience that no one would be returning for at least a couple of hours. As luck would have it, Rashida had forgotten something and returned. She entered the house just as I had sat down on the couch, completely taking me by surprise.

"What are you doing sitting here, Tarek?" She asked me, her eyes taking in the sink in the kitchen.

"I was just taking a break,

bua

." I pleaded. "Just a small one! I was working, I swear!"

My maid servant took a glance around.

"

Baba

, the bed is still not made; the dishes in the kitchen are still in the sink!" She scolded. "You have had an hour! I told you to take a break only ONCE you finish ALL your chores."

"I am sorry,

bua

, I..."

"Stand up,

baba

." Rashida had a disappointed tone in her voice. "Looks like you need an incentive to work harder today. Just because I was kind to you last few days doesn't mean you get to slack off."

"Er... you are right, of course, my

priyo

sexy

bua

."

"And

baba

, just because you get to cum on my legs the last few nights, or call me sexy, doesn't mean I will not punish you if you need it." Rashida continued to scold me. "Even in Delhi. Even when you become my husband. I won't hesitate to spank you. Even

when

we are having sex regularly."

"Yes, my dear

bua

. I understand."

I knew straight away that I was going to get a proper thrashing. Rashida seemed to be in

that

sort of mood.

My chubby maid firmly caught hold of my ear and gave it a strong twist. Pulling me up by the ear, she made me stand up from the couch. Rashida then made me bend over, so my back was to her, and I was facing the couch and the wall. Releasing my stinging ear, she took my hands and placed them flat against the wall, just above the back of the couch. I was now bent over, at right angles, my upper body parallel to the floor, hands against the wall, in prime position to get a spanking.

"I know you always

try

to be a good slave." Rashida told me a little gently. "But when you make mistakes... those warrant a punishment. I hope you realize that just because I love you and care for you... that is why I punish you, Tarek."

"Yes, my dear

bua

."

SPANK!

I was still my pajamas, but Rashida's strike still stung.

"Ouch!"

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

In a quick move four blows landed on my butt, one after another.

"I am sorry,

bua

." I mumbled. "One,... er, four... five? Sorry,

bua

. Thank you,

bua

! I..."

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

"Ouch! Sorry. Thank you,

bua

, for the spank. I am..."

"Start over again,

baba

." Rashida commanded, breaking my apology.

"Yes,

bua

."

SPANK!

"Ooh. One. Thank you,

bua

. I am sorry,

bua

."

SPANK!

"Oh my! Two. Thank you,

bua

. I am sorry..."

SPANK!

"T-t-three! Thank you,

bua

, for the spank. I am sorry,

bua

, for being lazy."

And thus, it continued until I had twenty spanks. Then I felt Rashida pull down my pajamas.

"Oh, look,

baba

! I can see some redness already."

"Er... yes,

bua

." I grimaced as she squeezed and pinched my tender buttocks.

"Good! You are learning a lesson,

baba

!"

"Yes, my beloved

bua

."

"By the time I am done,

baba

," Rashida warned me, "You will have learnt a very complete lesson indeed."

"I am so sorry, my sexy

bua

."

"You will not be sitting on that

pasa

for some time,

baba

."

"Yes, my dear

bua

."

Rashida then stripped me completely, and then had me lie down, on my back, on the cold stone floor. Then she raised my legs until all of my legs, from butt down were up in the air, and told me to wrap my arms around my legs to hold them in place. Then she went to fetch the cane.

There I was, naked as the day I was born, lying humiliatingly on the floor on my back, legs up in the air, arms wrapped around my legs at the knees, waiting for my buxom maid servant to come and cane me.

WHIP!

"Ouch! Oh,

bua

!"

"I did not hear a count,

baba

."

WHIP!

WHIP!

WHIP!

"Start counting again,

baba

."

"Y-y-yes,

bua

!"

WHIP!

"One! Thank you, bua. Please whip me again."

WHIP!

"Two. Thank you,

bua

. I am sorry,

bua

, for not doing my chores more promptly. Please cane me again."

WHIP!

"Three. Thank you,

bua

. Your punishments help make me a better slave. Please cane me again."

Rashida continued to hit me again and again even as I whimpered and abjectly counted each strike and thanked her for it. When I had reached twenty-two the door opened and in walked Tamanna. Her eyes grew wide as she took in the surprising scene, but just for a moment. I was lying naked on the stone floor on my back, legs in up the air and arms wrapped around my legs, getting caned on my butt from my maid.

Tamanna grinned as she watched her sister Rashida cane me a few more times.

"Stand up,

baba

." Rashida commanded.

"Y-y-yes,

bua

!" I was blubbering now.

"Tamanna." Rashida spoke to her sister. "This is how you properly discipline a slave. Whether you catch him watching porn or masturbating without your permission or slacking off from household chores, nothing brings home the lesson quicker than a caning."

"Yes,

baji

."

"And always follow it with a spanking."

"Yes,

baji

."

"Remember, Tamanna," Rashida reminded her, "You are really not hurting him, but you are helping him. Be strong in your resolve to correct faulty behaviour in your slave."

"Yes,

baji

."

"Good. Now Tamanna, go sit on the couch. You will help me punish your

jeeju

."

"Yes,

baji

."

Rashida then ordered me to go over Tamanna's knees. Obediently I spread myself across Tamanna's legs, my penis burying itself in the folds of her sari between her thighs, my now very red bum on her lap.

"

Baba

!" Rashida now stood near my head, one hand on my ear, twisting it to and fro. "I am going to ask you a question now, even as you get a

kaan dola

from me."

"Yes,

bua

."

"Do you love me?"

There was that strange question again, and for a moment time stood still as I was in shock at the question. Then my penis kicked in and I blurted out, "Yes, my dear

bua

. Of course, my lovely

bua

. I love you. I told you before,

bua

. You are my

jaan

."

Rashida twisted my ear harder.

"You will do anything for me?"

"Yes,

bua

. Of course, my sexy

bua

. You know I would do anything for you,

bua

."

Rashida's ears were now pulling my ear harshly.

"Even though,

baba

," She taunted, "You have just been spanked and caned by me, stripped naked, and now you are on my sister's lap, over her knees, ready to be punished again? And you still love me?"

"Er, yes, my beloved

bua

."

"Good!" Rashida laughed. "It's always good to reinforce one's slave's devotion from time to time. Say,

baba

, that I am your Queen and my pussy is your princess."

"Er... yes,

bua

."

So even as I lay on Tamanna's lap, my ass sore from the beating, and my ears being twisted by my maid servant Rashida, I parroted her words.

"You are my queen,

bua

, and your lovely pussy is my princess."

"I am your mistress and your goddess and you will please me in any way you can, whenever and wherever."

"Yes,

bua

. You are my mistress and my goddess and I will please you in any way I can, whenever and wherever."

Rashida then let go of my ear and turned to Tamanna.

"Spank him!" She instructed. "Raise your hand and spank your

jeeju

on his buttocks. Ten strokes."

"Yes,

baji

." Tamanna grinned. "My dear j

eeju

, get ready!"

Tamanna wasted no time and raised her hand to strike my bum.

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

I whimpered and cried out and squirmed as Tamanna first cupped, then struck hard, at each of my ass cheeks, in turn, until she had hit me ten times.

"Stand up,

baba

!" Rashida snapped her fingers. I slowly pulled myself up. I dared not rub my hurting bottom as Rashida beckoned me to come and stand close to her, facing her.

SLAP!

"One. Thank you,

bua

. Please slap me again."

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

It was the final humiliation, as she slapped me, again and again, alternately on each cheek, and I meekly thanked her for the slap and asked for another one. It was a demonstration of her power over me. As her sister Tamanna had once mocked me, most employers fuck their maids. My maid servant was slapping hers. In front of her younger sister, the '

jeeju

' was getting slapped.

"

Baba

!" Rashida then ordered. "I am going out now and will be back in an hour. I want all your chores done when I am back."

"Yes,

bua

."

"Tamanna, do you want to punish your

jeeju

?"

"Yes,

baji

." Tamanna replied confidently. "Can I?"

"Just a little." Rashida cautioned. "He still needs to do his chores. Don't take long."

"Yes,

baji

."

As Rashida left the room, Tamanna mischievously walked over to face me and blew me a kiss.

"

Jeeju

," Tamanna ordered, "Can you go over to that chair, please? Good, now bend over the chair, so your tummy is on the back of the chair, and your hands on the seat of the chair, please. I am sure you know the position by now,

jeeju

."

"Yes,

apu

." I complied.

"Have you ever been spanked with a coat hanger before,

jeeju

?"

"Er... sometimes,

apu

. Not often."

"Good. Because here is a coat hanger, and I intend to use it on your

pasa

, right now,

jeeju

."

"Er..." I gulped. "Ok,

apu

. Please be gentle. Your

jeeju

's

pasa

has already been punished."

"What, no objections?" Tamanna laughed in mock surprise. "You are just meekly accepting the punishment? You don't even want to know why?"

"

Apu

," I told her. "You are the sister of my

bua

. I am her slave. I love her and obey her. I have been ordered to obey you and be at your service. You have the right to punish me as you see fit."

"So be it,

jeeju

."

WHACK!

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Er... One! Thank you,

apu

. Please spank me again."

"My pleasure,

jeeju

."

WHACK!

WHACK!

Tamanna hit me with the coat hanger a further ten times. Then she left my lying on the chair, whimpering, and walked around and stood in front of me.

My eyes widened as Tamanna bent over, reached under her sari and removed her panties. She rubbed the under garment on her recently wet pussy. From where I was, lying bent over on a chair, bum high up resting on the back of the chair, I had to crank my neck up to look at her.

"You made quite a lot of noise when I spanked you,

jeeju

." Tamanna stated. "I thought Rashida

baji

spanked you regularly."

"Er... she does,

apu

. But a coat hanger..."

"So... you should be used to such a spanking,

jeeju

." Tamanna scolded me. She continued to run her panties across her legs, making it wet with her juices. "Yet you were screaming when I was beating you."

"Um... it's been a while since I have been punished with a cane,

apu

." I explained. "And then you spanked me again with a coat hanger..."

"It's no excuse,

jeeju

." Tamanna walked over and stood in front of my face. "If I tell

baji

that you were screaming like a little girl, she will increase your punishment next time. She would be ashamed that her slave... you... that you can't bear a simple beating, do you understand?"

It's a coat hanger!

"Er... yes,

apu

."

"Now," Tamanna commanded. "Open your mouth!"

Tamanna wadded up her well scented panties and stuffed them into my mouth. I caught the unmistakable scent of her feminine arousal. Tamanna then used a scarf to hold her panties in place and tied the scarf over my mouth and around my head.

"Now, do not move at all, my dear naked

jeeju

. Do not move, do not look back, nor turn around."

I could only nod as Tamanna walked over and stood behind me.

I could feel her fingers on my balls. Prior to me, Tamanna had never encountered a naked male before me, and her fascination with male anatomy came to the fore. She giggled as she handled my testicles. Despite my ass being sore from her beatings, I could feel the blood flowing into my dick as Tamanna stroked my manhood. Delicately she rubbed a nail across my scrotum as my manhood surged to a turgid state. Her impish snickering caused me to become fully erect.

"You were fucking my sister last night." Tamanna told me, as she continued to stroke me. "

And

the night before.

And

the night before."

For some reason I didn't want to correct her. So, Tamanna thought I was actually fucking Rashida, rather than just cumming on her legs? Let her think so!

"And here I am, rubbing your dick,

jeeju

."

Teasing me and laughing at my awkward hardness, Tamanna asked me, "Do you like what I am doing to you?"

With a panty stuffed into my mouth, I could only nod and manage a "Yeemph".

"You

were

fucking my sister last few nights,

jeeju

." Tamanna repeated. "I

was

wrong about you. You

DO

fuck your maid. Just that... your maid also spanks you and punishes you."

Why was she telling me all this?

"Yet I have been forbidden to fuck you,

jeeju

." Tamanna complained. "

Baji

was very clear about this to me. I can tease you, rub your dick, spank you, slap you... but not FUCK you.

Baji

is enjoying her slave fully, but not me."

I remained silent.

Was there some tension between the two sisters? Especially about me.

"Do you want me to tell my sister, and your mistress, that you yelled too much when I spanked you?"

I shook my head vehemently.

Tamanna got a bottle of hand lotion and squirted a healthy amount of it on my erect member which swayed before her. Then she wrapped one hand around it and gave it several teasing up and down strokes. My hips moved to meet her hand each time.

"I'll tell

baji

that you took your spanking well," Tamanna said. "But it will come at a price. You

will

serve me later. I

will

enjoy your manhood."

Tamanna released my cock and walked away. I wanted to turn around and see what was going on, but I had been ordered not to move. I could hear her rummaging in the drawer of her cabinet for something. Whatever it was she was looking for, she must have found it, for she came back stood behind me. Once again, she wrapped her hand around the head of my cock and stroked me for a while.

What I didn't know was that she also had a rubber hand in her other hand. Deftly positioning the band between her three fingers, she brought her hand close to my midsection, resting just below my balls. Then she let go of my dick, and pulled the rubber band back, stretching it, and then letting it go.

SNAP!

"Awmmmmph!"

I buckled my hips wildly in response to the exploding pain my balls. Tamanna had placed a hand over the small of my back, pressing me against the back of the chair, holding me in place. She released me and then once against stretched the rubbed band against my balls.

SNAP!

"Mmmpph!" I thrashed about several times as the intense pain spread across my testicles.

Tamanna thus alternated grabbing and rubbing my shaft, and then releasing my cock and pulling the rubber band back and letting it snap against my testicles.

SNAP!

"Owwwmph!"