Remember when you first discovered that you could touch yourself and make yourself cum? It was intoxicating, wasn’t it? You wanted to be touching it all day, every day. You still do! What if you had a strong, commanding woman to both save your from yourself and show you how to really pleasure yourself? That’s such a turn-on, isn’t it? Now let’s take it to another level. Let’s say that the woman who would control your cock is an authority figure, someone you perhaps both feared and lusted after. Someone very, very strong and dominant. Perhaps you are in your room ,awkwardly touching your new-found self, lost in the sensations, so lost in fact, that you don’t hear me walk in, until it’s too late. I am sitting on the bed next to you. I smile, a knowing, controlling, almost mocking smile and you feel immediately embarrassed and ashamed. You look away. I turn your face toward mine and tell you that it’s okay. I am here to help you with that. Now you are really nervous, aren’t you? You don’t know what to expect. I lean in and tell you that you are about to really feel good, very good, almost too good. You watch my lips form the words as I say, “Up to this point, you have only done this very quickly and nervously, haven’t you? Afraid to get caught, afraid to get lost in the overwhelming sensations. Well, I am here to guide you to a better place. Relax,” I say. “I want you to touch yourself as if I were not here.” But you cannot forget that I am present. I am making this all very heightened for you. Aren’t I? A beautiful, controlling, older woman, watching you touch yourself, it’s almost too much to bear, isn’t it? I go on to say, “You are a beautiful boy, and you look beautiful when you make those faces as you stroke yourself faster and faster.” I coolly, almost indifferently, watch your hands as they move over your young, hard body. I tell you to make yourself cum, but I watch you intently and right as you are about to explode, I stop you. You are feeling something new, something very intense that you’ve never experienced before. I lock eyes with you and whisper, “You are on the edge, aren’t you?” You nod yes. After waiting for further direction I finally say “Okay, you can begin again.” And you do. You get very close to orgasm, right there, and I stop you once again. This time it’s even stronger! We continue this game, getting you close and then slowing down, and then close, and then slowing down, for as many years as you are old. Finally, I take off my blouse and reveal my exquisite cleavage and bra to you, and you can stand no more. Sensing your desperation, I lean in and tell you…
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