Does He Deserve It? – Part 2

“HOW ARE YOU, SLAVE BOY?”, she asked.

Aparna is a 38-year-old, dusky, 5’9″ woman who weighs 79 kg. She is muscular, given her habit of hitting the gym daily.

Aparna and Puja work in the same office. Aparna joined the office just 2 months before while Puja has been working there for 3 years. Surya was stunned after opening the door as he still couldn’t forget the horrors from 3 days back.

“Oh my dear cute slave boy, what are you looking at? Didn’t Puja teach you how to welcome women?” Saying this, she spanked him on his ass hard.

Aparna was very strong, with big biceps, flaunted abs, round shoulders, fine ass, and glutes visible through her pants which were enough to say she was nothing less than a female bodybuilder.

Surya jumped in pain. Puja’s spank may not hurt Surya but Aparna’s spanks surely did. “On to your fours, slave boy. Remember, women are mistresses to you, you shall respect every woman. Learn to greet them with respect.”

Listening to this, Surya was on fours.

“My puppy has a lot of toxic masculinity running in him. It has to be disciplined, Isn’t it?” Surya didn’t say anything. He was in humiliation. All his life, he felt superior to women and fellow men too. He never felt sorry for what he had done all his life. Maybe being rich or having everything at his foot moments after demanding it, something or the other lead him to this situation.

“Listen slave, I am a mother. I have a boy. You know it too, right? I wonder if you were not disciplined properly in your childhood that you don’t know how to behave even now. My own boy is growing up to be a good boy. Whenever people say good things about him, I feel very proud. So, I feel it’s my responsibility to discipline you too,” saying this, Aparna went into the bedroom.

Surya had a sigh of relief as she didn’t do much. But deep inside, he knew she would do something or the other later if not now.

SPANK!

Aparna landed it straight onto Surya’s butt. “There is a towel on your bed. Can’t you even take your towel and dry it out? Are you that lazy piece of shit? “, shouted Aparna.

Surya didn’t know why she spanked him. As far as he remembered, he dried his towel on the balcony and arranged his bed properly. Then he realized Puja might have done this as she knew a towel on the bed would infuriate Aparna.

“I think it’s an act of that bitch Puja. She might have done this to make you angry with me,” he shouted.

“What did you just say?” Aparna gave a death stare to him. Surya was pissed off. He knew he made her angry now.

“How can you call a woman ‘bitch’? Don’t you have minimum manners? You have to be disciplined right now. Go to the corner of that wall and poke your nose into the wall.”, Aparna ordered Surya.

“I didn’t mean to disrespect her, mistress. It’s just I couldn’t control my ange..”

Before he could complete his statement, Aparna slapped him hard.

“Nobody gives a damn about your emotions or feeling, you fucking slave. Just do what you are ordered to do. That’s it.”, Aparna warned him and went into the bedroom again to remove her dress. She brought the towel that was there and tied his hands behind him as he was facing the wall.

“Now, move to this side, slave”, she said.

Surya turned back and was mesmerized to see a perfectly toned body of a MILF! His 6-inch penis started to throb inside the cage. Yes, his dick was 6 inches before it rose. Having a big cock was one of the reasons for his toxic masculinity. It took Aparna a lot of hard work to find a cage for that big of a cock.

Although Aparna hadn’t been with a lot of men (since she was from a well-educated and well-behaved family), she was confident that she wouldn’t see a cock bigger than that in her life. She remembered how small her husband’s cock was. Not husband, but ex-husband precisely. She was divorced 6 years ago, and from then onward, she had been a single parent.

She was lost in thoughts. Then she realized how supportive she had been in her marriage, how she never humiliated her husband and how kind and caring she had been with her husband. And after all these efforts in a 7-year-long marriage, what she got in return was cheating and abuse. She got angry remembering all this.

“Mistress, excuse me, mistress,” Surya kept calling her. Those calls made her come out of her thoughts and she spanked him furiously.

Surya jumped in pain. “See slave, I won’t tell you again and again. I hate repeating the same thing. You aren’t a kid, right? Man up and behave like a grown-up. 15 minutes from now, you will be spanked just like 8 or 10-year-old boys will be when they commit a mistake. If your nose loses contact with the wall, the time will keep increasing.”

“I am not a free creature. I have things to do. Just because I am at home doesn’t mean I am free. I have to work from home. So, be cooperative and let’s just finish as early as possible,” she completed. Surya can’t even nod his head to agree.

SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK! Four spanks, two on each side of his butt. Surya was moving his legs, raising his calves up and down to control the pain. His butt was red but he was enjoying the humiliation and didn’t resist at all.

Aparna took a pause of 30 seconds and again spanked him 4 times similar to before.

SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK!

Again, four of them landed and a 30-second pause. Aparna in between the spanking, kept thinking about her past and her decisions. She loved her ex-husband and eloped with him. Her parents were not ready to accept their marriage. So she kept her parents’ love at stake and ran off with her ex-husband.

She received a lot of abuse. But still, some part of her felt she could have waited a little more. At the end of the day, taking away a kid from his father wasn’t good even if his father was abusive. Did she do it right? Or did she do wrong? Would she ever be able to find a good father for her son again?

Despite being dusky and divorced, she knew how men would stare at her.

Before the 15 minutes were completed, the phone call that usually brought a smile to her face came. She ran to her phone signaling Surya to leave and do his work.

She answered the call.

“Hey, Aparna. What are you doing?”, he asked.

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Stay tuned for further parts of the story.