Rashida patted my bum appreciatively. “You are learning fast, baba.”
“Yes, bua. Thank you, bua.” I replied. I was flummoxed, and completely at her mercy, ready to do as she asked of me.
“That’s a lot better. Here we go again, baba, with thirty strokes.”
“Yes, bua.”
SWAT!
“One. I am sorry bua, I was masturbating, thinking about you. Please punish me again.”
SWAT!
“Two. I am so ashamed, bua, I am so sorry. Please punish me again.”
SWAT!
“Three. I am so sorry, bua, that I was masturbating without your permission. Please punish me again.”
Even as I said that, I cringed. Did I really need my maid servant’s permission to masturbate?
SWAT!
“Four. I am really and truly sorry, bua. I disrespected you. Please punish me again.”
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!
Then my paddling began in earnest. Rashida alternated between each ass cheek, and I had to count all of the canings out loud. My bottom started to sting after ten strokes. I was now crying and squirming, all thoughts of bravery lost. I missed a count and she swatted again.
At the end of my paddling she said, “Stand up, and walk over to the corner with your hands on top of your head.” I did as she said, my underwear falling to the floor as I made over to the corner. I stood there in the “dunce” position, my hands over my head, completely humiliated.
After ten minutes of standing still, I could feel her hands on my red bum, admiring her spanking. Then she turned me around so my erect cock was now facing her.
“Let’s do something about this.” She said, and opened my desk drawer where I had hidden a box of condoms that I used sometimes when masturbating. How Rashida knew about this I did not know. Rashida pulled out a condom and placed it on me. She then wrapped one hand around my balls and another around my shaft, and started to stroke me. After a few caresses I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Oh, bua! Oh Rashida! Oh bua!” I cried out as I started to shoot my cum into the condom.
That was the first of many punishments I was to receive at the hands of Rashida bua. When I did not of course report about my humiliation at her hands to my parents, Rashida knew she had a hold over me. She now owned me, and I was her slave.
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