Debauchery with Maids

Regular readers of this series will know by now about how I had made my 'bai' Urmila my sex slave and used her in every way possible --- straight fucking, blowjobs & even anal. Within a month into her employment under me, she had been splattered with more cum -- in her pussy, in her ass, on her face and in her mouth -- than all the years prior combined.

Once every other day, to keep her satisfied, I used to finger her pussy until she peaked into shattering orgasms. She was well and truly my own personal bitch. I also made her watch a lot of hardcore porno movies with me. She was often shocked by the depraved sexual acts that were being depicted on screen but had to inevitably re-enact them with me whether she liked it or not. The BDSM scenes were ones that she really did not like, but here is how she became a submissive slave in that re-enactment.

I came home one evening from work after having stopped at the tool store. I had picked up two horse whips for the express purpose of using them on Urmila's ass. I took them out of my bag as soon as I walked into the house and left them on the kitchen top so that Urmila could see what they were. Her expression changed from a welcoming smile (I guess she was still thinking about the multiple orgasms I had fingered her to that morning) to that of horror & fear. She realized that she was in for a rough night.

"Saahib, ya kya hai?" she asked. (Master, what is this?)

"Ghoday ko marnay ka chabuk hai. Magar aaj raat ko ghoday ko maar nahin padnay wali hai. Samjhi?" (It is a whip to hit a horse with but tonight no horse will be whipped. Understand?)

She immediately started begging me not to spank her. "Saahib main kuch bhi karoongi aap kay leeya. Kuch bhi. Bus mujhay chabuk say mat maro." (Master, I will do anything for you. Anything. But please do not whip me with this)

But I was having none of it. I walked up to her, grabbed her juda with my right hand, yanked her hair open. I pulled it violently as I dragged her struggling to the dining table. I ordered her to bend over.

"Chal, kuttiya ban". (Come on, get on all fours like a bitch).

She obeyed meekly. I lifted up her saree so that her bare ass cheeks were exposed. Then I thought of one more thing. I opened the drawer near the table and pulled out he stone dildo that had been put to good use earlier. Urmila did not see me pull out the dildo from the drawer, but immediately realized that she was going to be badly damaged when I started rubbing her ass and ass-hole with Vaseline. A minute later I had shoved the 10 inch dildo deep into her ass. This wasn't too much of a problem now since I had been stuffing her asshole with my cock & the dildo for a few weeks now. She gasped in pain, nevertheless.

Seconds later the first smack of the cane on her ass brought out a loud scream from Urmila. That was followed by 10 quick, hard thwacks equally divided between her left & right butt cheek. Her screams got louder and louder. She was begging me to stop. The marks of the whip were clearly visible on her ass now. Urmila was a sight to behold. A small, tight bodied maharashtrian maid, wearing her 9 yard colorful saree (pulled up to expose her ass), bent over the table, her tits exposed slightly (she wasn't allowed to wear a blouse in my presence), her sexy long black hair open all around her and almost falling to the floor, all disheveled. Helplessly standing there with her ass exposed and violated.

At the mercy of her master. I could not control myself anymore. I pulled her by her hair violently and literally picking her up with it dragged her to my room and threw her on the bed. I still had not bothered to remove the dildo from her ass and she was hollering in pain. I pulled it out and she gasped loudly in relief. The sight of her all sprawled on the bed, her saree party undone, hair disheveled gave me a huge hard on. I climbed on top of her and rammed my cock into her dripping pussy. She screamed again. And again and again as I pounded her cunt. I pulled out a few minutes later, brought my cock up to her face and came all over her face. Then I informed her the reason for the whipping. If she ever disobeyed me in any way or failed to follow my commands thoroughly, I wouldn't stop at 10 hits. She understood. From that day onwards she was well & truly my submissive sex slave.