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It was both exciting and humiliating to him as he walked towards the large upstairs bathroom where Amanda was waiting for him. Thinking of turning back, the frustration kept him moving… slowly. He paused for a moment, before his nervous hand reached towards the doorknob. In Amanda’s house, there were some rules, and he knew how strictly she enforced them. One of them being, he was without question not allowed to masturbate himself. Any masturbation which was permitted would happen once per week on Thursdays, maybe, and that was of course if he was lucky. Of course it was all up to her, and what’s more is that IF it was in fact going to be allowed it would be done BY her. That way Amanda could be sure it was being done properly. He stepped inside the bathroom and after a nod of approval, shut the bathroom door and walked over to where Amanda was sitting on the toilet. Looking at her, blushing, then moving his eyes downwards to the floor. “Gotta pee, hun?” she asked casually. She always asked before she started. “Umm… yes Ma’am,” he said, red with embarrassment. She slid his comfortable black pants as well as his matching colored undies down to his ankles, and unlocked his chastity device, putting it on the counter. She held his penis as if he was incapable of peeing by himself, and guided him towards the toiled, as he awkwardly moved with his pants and undies down around his ankles. “Well??” She said impatiently. He had always had a hard time peeing with someone in the same room… Never mind watching… And holding! But eventually his stream began to trickle out, and Amanda expertly aimed it into the toilet, before flushing it, and then putting the seat and lid back down, and returning to her seated position. She sat casually on the toilet, looking at him, though he tried best to not look her in the eyes as his face burned red with embarrassment. “You know what to do…” she said, again impatiently. “Ask me nicely.” “Umm… Amanda?” he stuttered. “Yes?” she answered, with a small hint of a smile. “Will you please make me cum today, Ma’am?” he choked, barely able to get past his embarrassment to be able to say the words. “Is that really what you’re supposed to ask?” Amanda said sternly, “Try again.” Mike thought for a moment then remembered what he was supposed to… Amanda almanbahis never guaranteed cumming during the weekly masturbation. “Umm, Amanda, Ma’am… Will you please masturbate me?” he said blushing. “Much better,” she said, adding, “Do you want to stand up, or lay down?” He thought about it, he had never tried lying down, but had heard about it, and knew how it was done. There was a large changing table in the bathroom that she would lay him on. It would be humiliating, and he was a bit nervous about how it would work. “I’ll just stand up, please Ma’am,” he finally decided. At this point he was already starting to get quite hard, his penis was small when soft, but grew to a decent size when erect. He was uncircumcised. Amanda didn’t really like it, which without realizing added to the fun for her, because she would tease him even more than usual for her sort of as a punishment almost. She was a firm believer that all boys should be circumcised. Amanda slid a large plastic bottle over closer to her. It was a huge clear plastic container with a pump top on it like the popcorn butter at the theater, or a hand soap dispenser. In it was a runny lube that got hot a few seconds after being applied. She held him, moving him so that he stood in front of where she sat on the toilet, but turned sideways so his side was facing her. Her warm hands rubbed him all over, his bum, his belly, thighs, everywhere but his penis. He got even harder until he was fully erect and throbbing/twitching a bit. “Good boy,” she said, in a quiet, deep voice, adding to his arousal. She continued to rub him, massaging his butt, his thighs, staring intently at his throbbing hard penis. Her hands slid up and down his inner thighs, moving in a bit closer each time, until her hand lightly brushed over his balls. She could feel him twitching all over, knowing he was getting so worked up, frustrated. “How you feeling, honey?” she asked him, “You’re all good and worked up now, aren’t you?” her tone turning more teasing now. He was blushing deep red, completely speechless, and totally under her control. He was so hard now it was starting to be unbearable, aching to be touched. His hands fidgeted around, subconsciously moving towards his penis. He kept stopping himself, knowing he would probably be in lots almanbahis yeni giriş of trouble if he did. She ran her hand over his bum, down, and in between his legs from behind, parting them slightly, and pulling him in closer. Amanda squeezed and massaged all around his butt, thighs, moving her hands as close as she could without actually touching his penis. She paused for a moment, then slowly moved her hand, and tightly gripped his penis just above the base, making him moan quietly. She just held him, tightening and loosening her grip occasionally, as he squirmed to her delight. Amanda slid back his foreskin, uncovering his glands. “There, now you’re normal. The way it should be!” she said smiling, and added with a pleased tone, “Doesn’t that look and feel way better?” He didn’t know what to say, so he just mumbled quietly, “Yes Ma’am.” Though in reality he loved having a foreskin, and couldn’t imagine not having it. “Don’t worry, you’re not getting circumcised… Well… not today anyway,” Amanda giggled. She was so close he could feel her warm breath on the head of his penis. Her tight hand, squeezing his throbbing hard penis, was so good and so frustrating at the same time. He wanted to thrust his hips forward, but when he tried she scolded him. “Stay still, hun…” she said firmly, as he tried his best, but instinctively pushed again, “Do what I tell you or you’ll be going back downstairs to wait another week. Understood?” Amanda said, slightly perturbed. “Yes Ma’am,” he said choking at the idea of waiting yet another stretch of time before having any stimulation. He was so embarrassed, as he stood there, his pants and undies down around his ankles, while Amanda sat on the toilet completely clothed, holding his penis. She teased him for a few more minutes, as he stood still aching to be masturbated. His frustration building, which Amanda was well aware of, and she loved every second of it. She took her hands away, and paused for a moment, before squirting a generous amount of lube into her palm with the pump top. Amanda rubbed her hands together, getting them coated in the slippery liquid. Her hands covered his tight balls, and he could feel the warmth from her and from the liquid lube bathing his balls, it made him twitch and shiver a bit. Amanda began almanbahis giriş to rub his balls gently, then less gently. “Hmm, are your balls nice and full, hun? They feel pretty heavy,” she said as she rubbed. She moved her hand behind him, and then slipped it between his legs, rubbing underneath his balls, between them and his butt massaging his prostate externally. He squirmed as her fingers pressed firmly and rubbed. “This is good for you honey, it will help get it all emptied out,” she said smiling, as she looked down at his sweats and undies down around his ankles. Amanda continued to rub everywhere but his penis, sometimes gentle, sometimes more firm until she noticed some beads of clear precum starting to form at this tip of his penis, right at his pee-hole. “Good boy,” she said soothingly, as she tapped the sticky clear fluid with the end of her index finger. She wrapped her thumb and index finger around the very base of his penis, squeezing gently, then, increasing her grip more and more firmly. Ever so slowly, Amanda slid her fingers in the “O” shaped position upwards from his shaft near his testicles towards the head of his penis, pausing when nearing the ridge near the head, and going slowly making more precum dribble out to her delight and satisfaction. Her fingers wrapped around the base of his penis again, as her other hand squeezed the left cheek of his bottom, steadying him and moving him into position. She’d tighten and loosen her grip, as she felt his pulsating and twitching erection. Finally, she put her warm slippery hand mid-shaft and held his penis firmly, savoring the moment before she started to masturbate him. “Stay still, hun,” Amanda instructed, as she felt him squirm she added, “Keep still or I’ll pull your pants and undies back up!” Her warning made him struggle to remain still, and at the same time he felt her hand begin to stroke his penis nice and slowly with a tight grip. Her warm slick hands moved up his shaft, stopping just under the head, then back down, loosening her grip on the down stroke and tightening when she reached the base and ventured upwards. Amanda made sure to leave his exposed pink head untouched, looking at it carefully and stopping her motions where the foreskin was bunched up. Her other hand soothingly rubbed his lower back in a circular motion as she made nurturing sounds in a low tone. “Mmmm. That’s a boy. Feeling good hun?” she inquired. All he could do was breathe quickly and moan or clear his throat, which delighted Amanda, since she didn’t expect more.
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