Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 14

CONTINUED FROM CHAPTER 13...

"So, baba." The beautiful Zarine toyed with my balls as she held firmly them in her hands. "Start talking."

I looked at this young girl who had just started working as a maid servant in my house, and yet had a firm grasp on my testicles. Such was the power I had surrendered over to her.

"Yes, choto bua."

Zarine.

My current beautiful sexy choto bua. Asking me about Rubina, my former beautiful sexy choto bua.

Zarine had a mischievous grin as she kneaded my left testicle and rolled it between her thumb and forefinger.

"Your testicles are very nice to play with, Tarek." She smiled. "Big and round. Do you get hard when I rub your ball sack, Tarek?"

"Er... yes, choto bua." I then added, "You are a beautiful young woman, choto bua. You can see the effect of that on me."

Zarine grinned again.

"I can see that, Tarek. This 'beautiful young woman' just spanked, slapped and caned you, Tarek."

"I am your slave, choto bua."

Zarine made a noise. I guess she had enough of my servile attitude.

"Tell me what happened, baba. Don't leave anything out, Tarek." She instructed. "I want to know EVERY thing."

"Yes, choto bua."

"No matter how embarrassing it was for you, don't leave it out."

"Yes, choto bua. You are now my mistress, choto bua, and I am your slave. I am required not to have any shame or modesty before you."

"Good. Because this morning I have seen the way Rashida punished you. Especially in the kitchen. You don't really have any dignity in this house, Tarek!"

"Er... yes, choto bua."

"Now start talking."

I took a deep breath.

"This all started about a week before Rubina's wedding..."

FOUR WEEKS AGO...

If I was naming my episodes the way the classic TV show Friends did, this one would be called "The One Where Tarek Gets Slapped. Repeatedly."

It was hot. It was very, very hot.

The time of the year was late April, and the weather is supposed to be mild (by our Indian standards), but boy was it hot!! Even at night there was no relief -- it was not just hot but humid as well. Kolkata was going through a heat wave in April it didn't even face in the peak of the summer.

It was morning, right after breakfast, and a Sunday. My parents had finished breakfast, and had just headed out. They were taking a morning flight to Delhi to visit some relatives, and wouldn't be back for three days. So it was just the maids -- the older Rashida and the younger Rubina -- and I. I was supposed to have gone as well, but my final exams were just about a month away, so I had decided to stay.

In a week Rubina was supposed to be married off, and Rashida did indicate she was planning to throw a little bachelorette party where the ladies would play some "games" if I remained, so that was another incentive to stay behind. Knowing Rashida, she probably was going to have me serve the ladies naked, and really have a full Clothed Females Naked Male Tarek night.

I was in the kitchen, at the table there, eating my breakfast. Rashida was at the counter, busy chopping some vegetables that she was going to put in some bags and freeze for later. Her back was to me, and I continued to watch her on the sly, as I finished my meal. Her sari had gone into the cleft of her ass, and her big buttocks jiggled as she cut and chopped. I watched the dance of her big bottom, and I was getting a little hard as Rashida's ass continued to wriggle. Oh how I wish I could rub myself against that pasa again! I remembered how Rashida had let me cum on her. Oh how I wanted to do that again!

In any case, my breakfast was over and I had to go study. However, right after I had cleared away the dishes and put them into the sink, Rubina walked up to me.

"Baba." Suddenly Rubina's beautiful face with her sultry lips that were begging to be kissed was mere inches away from mine. "I have a task for you."

"Yes, choto bua?"

Rubina slowly reached out and placed her hand on my crotch.

"You are already a little hard, baba." She commented, rubbing my manhood through my pajamas.

Aw crap!

"I... I... I am in the presence of my beautiful maids, my mistress." I tried to think of an excuse. "Just being in your presence is arousing for me, my dear choto bua."

I could hear Rashida try to stifle a laugh.

"Hmm." Rubina continued to rub me. "I will miss you when I am married, baba."

"I will miss you too, choto bua." I meant that sincerely. "It is a pleasure and honour to be of service to a beautiful woman such as you, choto bua."

Rubina gave me a final rub over my penis before snapping her fingers.

"Go to the maids' washroom and wait there for me. I want you fully nangta (naked) inside."

"Er... yes, choto bua." I replied, wondering what she had planned. As her wedding date approached closer, she seemed to be growing more and more restless. Though she had a spring in her step, I could also see that she was antsy, nervous, sad and happy... all at the same time.

Just as I stepped out of the kitchen, I could hear Rashida start to talk to Rubina. I paused for a minute outside in the hall to eavesdrop.

"What are you planning to do with him, Rubina?" The older maid asked. "He has exams to study for, and you have chores here."

"I won't take too long, apa." The sassy younger maid replied. "Maybe I will do a little toilet with baba, hehe..."

She plans to do a little 'toilet' with me. Uh oh.

"Hmm." Rashida paused thoughtfully. "I know this is your last week here. But you know Tarek has his exams coming up as well. His graduation depends on it. I promised his mother that I would ensure baba would study. If he has to take over the family shops in Delhi, he has to graduate properly, you know. His parents will be sending him to Delhi soon."

"Yes, apa, I know." Rubina said. "I won't take too long, I promise. Just have a little fun with him before sending him away. He can then have all day to study."

Rashida seemed to think for a minute.

"OK, that should be fine. Not too long, bujhle?"

"Yes, apa."

"It's actually been a while since Tarek has been punished at all." Rashida reflected. "He hasn't even been slapped by me in a while. Maybe he thinks I am taking it easy on him after that dinner... at Quest Mall."

"So what exactly happened at that dinner, apa?" Rubina asked. "You rewarded him so much... even letting him rub against you and then cum on your pasa! That's a very big reward! He was practically humping you!"

"He deserved that." Rashida said. "He behaved very well that day... just the way a slave should when his mistress was feeling sad. Everything he did was right that day. And he completely submitted himself to me... fully and thoroughly... "

Aw... she really appreciated my behavior that day!

"But since then... you haven't really punished him at all, apa." Rubina reminded her. "As you said, not even a slap!"

"Yes, baba needs a few slaps, from time to time." Rashida laughed. "I just noticed him ogling my ass as I was cutting the vegetables. He thought I wouldn't see... on such a sunny day you can see the reflection in this window pane! I actually saw him lick his lips!"

"Well, you do have a big pasa, apa!" Rubina was mischievous. "And it shakes when you cut vegetables. Chop! Chop! Chop! Bum Shake! Bum Shake! Bum Shake!"

I could hear the maids share a laugh.

"Are you going with him to Delhi, apa?" Rubina asked Rashida.

"Most likely, Rubina." Rashida answered. "You will be married, and gone. I am sure there will be a new maid here. I have recommended Zarine. So Tarek's mother won't send a young girl like her with him. She will send me -- his old, fat, harmless maid -- or so she thinks!"

Again both the maids shared a laugh.

"Well, you ARE old and fat!" Rubina teased her companion. "But definitely not harmless! Baba knows that by now!"

"He certainly does." Rashida agreed. "We are punishing him for what... five... six years by now?"

"I know!" Rubina chuckled. "I still couldn't believe the first time I heard... the noises... coming from your bedroom, late one night. And how... he used to try and flirt with me... and brush up against me. And then... soon... I was spanking him! Slapping him! It's been fun!"

"We are lucky his parents go to bed like clockwork." Rashida admitted. "It would have been tricky otherwise."

"Well, you will have no one to disturb you in Delhi. You will have him completely at your mercy there, apa." Rubina remarked. "Boy, I am jealous! He will be at your beck and call! What will you make him do! Rub your feet? Kiss your big bum? Drink your piss? Giving you oral service! Whenever you want!"

"Delhi is still far, Rubina." Rashida was philosophical. "I haven't thought that far ahead."

"But... think, apa!" Rubina's excitement showed through her voice. "When both of you move to Delhi, you will have an apartment... all to yourselves! All the time!"

"I am the maid, Rubina." Rashdia replied succinctly. "Tarek has shops to manage... he will be busy."

"But at night he will be home!" Rubina continued. "Oh... you can play with him to your heart's content then! You will definitely not be the maid then!"

Oh how I wanted Rashida to 'play' with me!

"Forget playing. I really wanted to slap baba NOW for that ogling, but I am busy." Rashida said, before deftly changing the subject. "Be sure to slap him for me when you... play toilet with him."

"Apa, don't worry!" Rubina told her. "I will be sure to give him a few slaps -- on your behalf!"

"After you are done playing toilet with baba," Rashida instructed. "Call Farida, Zarine and Shabina. Maybe we can have a small party between us tomorrow sometime. Tarek's parents won't be here. It will be like your bachelorette party. And Tarek can serve us and entertain us. Naked, like always. And as the bride-to-be, you can have more fun with him."

"Yes, I will do that. Thank you, apa." I heard Rubina walk up to Rashida and kiss her on her cheek.

SMOOCH!

"You are so lovely and thoughtful, apa."

SMOOCH!

"You deserve it, Rubina, after so many years of service here, and our close friendship. Now go."

"Er... apa... maybe we can have some fun with Tarek... tonight as well?"

"Let's see." Rashida was non-committal. "I want him to study for his exams, rather. OK, go now, do your little 'toilet' with Tarek. And don't waste too much time."

I didn't hear Rubina's answer to that, as I rushed towards the maid bathroom. And only just in time. As I waited outside the door, Rubina was there merely a minute later.

"What the..." She appeared displeased to see me. "You are still fully clothed, Tarek!"

"Oh..." I had completely forgotten I had to strip as per her orders. "Choto bua, I forgot. I am so sorry..."

I didn't finish my sentence, as Rubina raised her hand.

"Do you like being slapped by your maids, Tarek?"

"Er... choto bua... I..."

SLAP!

It was a hard, hard, hard slap. For a young woman, Rubina could slap really hard.

It was also the first of many slaps I was to receive that day.

"I fucking called you to the fucking bathroom. Why would I want you fucking clothed, Tarek? I TOLD you... I ORDERED you... to be fucking naked! You fucking loser!"

Rubina had recently started to swear when punishing me, and she would slip the English word "fuck" in between her Bengali.

"I am sorry, my dear choto bua. I will start to strip now."

The back of her hand once again met my cheek.

SLAP!

"You should have enough fucking sense by now. Are you new to this, baba? Do you LIKE getting slapped for nothing?"

"No, my sweet bua. I am so sorry, my lovely bua. I do apologize, my sweet bua."

SLAP!

SLAP!

Rubina slapped me twice in fast succession, using the back of her hand to hit my cheeks hard. It was starting to sting already -- as I said, she could slap me hard.

"And what is it now... you don't count your slaps and ask for one more? Have you forgotten, Tarek?"

"I am very sorry, bua. You are right of course, my beautiful bua."

Rubina was in a huff. She looked so sexy, pouting like that. And I was, as usual, going to get slapped again by her.

"Ten slaps." Rubina announced. "Show me your cheeks. Bend down a bit."

I was now of course far taller than Rubina, so that was why she was asking me to bend down a bit.

"Yes, of course, bua. As you wish, my pretty bua."

"Actually, no." Rubina changed her mind. "Kneel down. On the floor."

"Yes, my lovely choto bua. Your wish is my command, my sexy choto bua."

I knelt down on the floor, going on my knees, just outside the bathroom door.

Rubina's hand remained raised, and I winced as she flicked.

SLAP!

It was a hard, fast blow against my left cheek.

"One. Thank you, choto bua. I am so sorry, my sexy bua. Please slap me again."

Rubina grinned.

"I am glad to see you are using those adjectives before the word bua when you address me, as I have taught you."

She stretched out her hand in front of me.

"Kiss my hand, my slave."

"Yes, my dear choto bua."

Like a lowly fief kissing the hand of his mistress, I took her hand and raised it to my lips, kissing her on the knuckles, and paying homage to my young, beautiful, sexy, horny mistress. At that moment, she looked so regal. And yes, I know I was the slave in that relationship, but I was getting to kiss that beautiful hand.

As I let go of that hand, Rubina raised it again.

SLAP!

"Two. Thank you, choto bua. I am so sorry, my beautiful bua. Please slap me again."

"Kiss my hand."

"Yes, bua."

Once again I kissed the hand that had just slapped me.

SLAP!

"Three. Thank you, choto bua. I am very sorry, my adorable bua. Please slap me again."

"Kiss my hand."

"Yes, bua."

And so it continued until she had slapped me ten times.

SLAP!

Kiss.

SLAP!

Kiss.

SLAP!

Kiss.

SLAP!

Kiss.

SLAP!

Kiss.

SLAP!

Kiss.

SLAP!

Kiss.

Each time I counted, apologized, and thanked her for the slap, before asking her to slap me again. And each time, in between, I pressed my lips to her hand. Each slap was also getting progressively stronger and stronger. There was a difference in how Rubina slapped as compared to Rashida. Rashida had big, chubby hands, so each slap was hard, but Rubina was fast -- so each slap stung.

I was glad there was no one else at home -- it would be tough to explain the red marks on my cheeks.

After the tenth slap, Rubina ordered me to disrobe.

"Stand up! Now! Take off your fucking clothes. All of them. Put them there."

"Yes, choto bua."

Wary of getting slapped again, I quickly took off my T-shirt and then my pajamas. I have now been naked in front of her so many times that I didn't even think twice about it. I turned around, folded my clothes and put them on a small console table nearby. I was now standing fully naked in front of my young mistress. Rubina, glancing at me, looked ravishing. She had a small grin at the corner of her lips.

"I will miss this when I get married." She said. "My own little bitch, naked and obedient, ready to be punished, and his little nunu getting hard at that thought!"

I didn't say anything, but just waited silently as Rubina glanced me up and down. I had submitted to these two ladies so often that being naked around them was now almost second nature to me. There was still the embarrassment I felt at stripping in front of my maids, true, but by now the sense of shame was much diluted.

"Get in." Rubina ordered, pointing to the bathroom door. "You just made me waste five whole fucking minutes, Tarek!"

"Er... yes, choto bua. I am sorry, choto bua. I am yours to be punished as you see fit, my beautiful bua!"

Once we were both inside, Rubina turned and shut and locked the door. We were both now alone inside the small toilet.

"How old are you, baba?" Rubina suddenly asked me. I was surprised, I wasn't expecting that question.

"Er, um, twenty three now, choto bua."

Rubina raised both arms and now held me by my ears. She first pinched my right earlobe, and then my left.

"And I am twenty two."

"Yes, choto bua. You are young, and really, really beautiful."

Rubina started to twist my ears, making me squirm.

"And here I am," She continued, "Your 'young, really, really beautiful' maid servant, far younger than you in fact, giving you, my so-called-master, a proper kaan dola. You have no self-respect, Tarek. A twenty three year old MAN, and getting a kaan dola from this girl! A girl who is his lowly maid!"

Rubina continued to pull and twist my ears. I wisely didn't say anything in reply. What could I say! She was right. I often wondered how I was in this situation.

Did you ever see the Bollywood song Aa Re Pritam Pyaare from the movie Rowdy Rathore? It was one of the raunchiest songs in a major film in recent times. Mumaith Khan, Maryam Zakaria, Shakti Mohan, and the other girls, with their exposed tummies, bare navels and naked waists, along with the gyration of their shapely buttocks and heaving bosoms, really raised the erotic level of that song. It's one song that was not just raunchy, but naughty. A lot of it was left to your imagination. The girls weren't naked, but what they showed -- their bellies and their navels and their waists -- made you think what was hidden. Everyone around them was horny and aroused by their dancing.

Now imagine me -- a young man -- bursting with testosterone and continuously horny, just exploring my own sexual needs, in a house where the beautiful maids naughtily exposed themselves all the time to me. Rashida's big tummy, her waist, the sari clinging to her buttocks and her big breasts that always threatened to jump out of her blouse. Whenever she had her back to me and walked away, her sari, wrapped graciously around her chubby body, couldn't hide her big bum, which jiggled and swayed from side to side as she walked. Oh, how I always wanted to bury my face in that gigantic buttocks of hers! Oh, how I wanted to sniff her smelly asshole, and lick and kiss her big, beautiful bum, and worship those sweaty feet!

And then there was Rubina.

Rubina, with a fit, slender body, attractive curves and a sassy face, ever ready to clip my ear. The way she would casually rub me down there when she passed me by the hall. Or give me that naughty grin.

Now go back to that song. Aa Re Pritam Pyaare. That erotic level of that film song, multiplied a thousand times, was what faced me all the time. No wonder the maids had me at their beck and call. I was their puppy. Their paltu kutta. Their willing slave. And that is why I was now here, naked, in the maid's bathroom, with Rubina twisting my ears.

"You are awfully quiet, baba." Rubina interrupted my thoughts.

"I am sorry, choto bua."

Rubina let go of my burning ears, and tenderly cupped my balls.

"Baba. I need to pee." Rubina told me, gently kneading my balls between her thumb and forefinger, as one would roll a ball of dough. "Yet, I feel an overwhelming desire to humiliate you. To punish you."