“Actually ps, ” Miss Lucy began, before we commence with your spanking, there is one little thing that must be done. But even before that, look into my eyes, from your kneeling state, and tell me quite honestly, are you ready to do whatever I tell you to?”

“Oh yes, Ma’am, I promise, I will do whatever you tell me to”.

“You know, ever since you started calling me Miss Lucy, I sort of like that. Do not call me Ma’am from now on. It makes me feel old. You are the one who is old, not me. Got it?”

“Yes, Miss Lucy, I understand.”

“Good, now pay close attention, because I am going to give you some very specific instructions. Are you ready to do what I tell you to?”

Ps nodded respectfully.

“Ok, now I want you to go into my bathroom, and I want you to close the door leaving about one inch open. It doesn’t have to be EXACTLY one inch, just approximately. Then, I want you to masturbate. You can look around my bathroom and use whatever you like, if you need some lubrication. Just don’t make a mess. When you are finished, I want to see everything that comes out of your cock in the palm of your hand, and fix your pants and make certain you don’t mess up my bathroom in any way. Do you understand all of that ps?”

“Yes, Miss Lucy.”

“Ok, go to it. I will be waiting right here. Don’t keep me waiting long, you hear?”

Ps went into the bathroom to do his duty. He really didn’t understand why he was doing what she wanted him to. It just didn’t make any sense. Had she wanted to witness the masturbation, well that might have been a humiliating act. Letting his mind wander, if she wanted him to cum on her feet, well that would have been pure heaven. Knowing what would certainly follow. His licking them clean.

Ps felt lucky that he was able to catch everything, not that there was a great deal to worry about. The tricky part was getting re-dressed with one hand, the other hand being the holder for his cum.

It didn’t take that long. Ps was really anxious to get to the spanking. Also to perhaps find out why Miss Lucy had him masturbate in the first place.

He walked back out into the room where Miss Lucy was seated. He held out his cum covered palm.

“On your knees, boy.”

Ps complied.

Miss Lucy pretended to look closely at the contents in ps’ palm, and had an unsatisfied look on her face.

“Is that all?” A rhetorical question, obviously. “When did you masturbate last?”

“Last night Miss Lucy.”

Miss Lucy had not given him any specific instructions about when to, or not to, masturbate, so she simply took this opportunity to turn the tables on poor ps.

“Why on earth would you masturbate the day before you are supposed to see me? I want you desirous and on edge and completely dependent on me for the consent to have an orgasm. Tell me, ps, why would you masturbate just hours before you were to see me? Is that fair to me? Is it?”

“No, Miss Lucy, I am so sorry. I just wasn’t thinking. I am sorry. It won’t happen again.”

“Is part of the reason for your small amount of cum the fact that you have only one testicle?”

“Honestly, Miss Lucy, I have no idea. It might make sense that one would produce less than two, but since I have never HAD two, I can’t honestly say.”

“Ok, lets drop this banter. Go ahead and dispose of this mess. Right now.”

Ps began to get up to go to the nearest waste basket.

“Where the hell do you think you are going?”

“You told me to dispose of it, Miss Lucy.”

“Are you that dense, ps, boy? You are sub male, are you not? In your case, the word D I S P O S E equals ‘licking up’. “

“Sorry Miss Lucy, I don’t know what I was thinking.”

“Wait, ps, before you do that, I will help you out a bit. I’ll give it a bit more flavor, something to personalize it, to make this moment special for us. Is that ok with you?”

“Of course, Miss Lucy.”

Lucy leaned forward, over ps’ open palm, and she drooled some saliva, adding it to the fast melting smallish puddle of cum.”

“There, now it is more fit for consumption, don’t you think?”

“Yes, Miss Lucy, thanks for thinking of me.”

Ps went about his task. It was not a big issue with him, as though he hadn’t done this of late, it was something he had done many times in his life.

“Good boy,” Lucy patted ps on the head, after he cleaned his palm of the concoction.

“Now go wash your hands and come back here.”

In just moments, ps was back in place, on his knees before the seated Miss Lucy.

“I have something else to ask you before we begin our spanking.”

“Yes, Miss Lucy?”

“Look up into my eyes once again, boy, and answer me truthfully.”

“Yes, Miss Lucy.”

“I want to know EXACTLY what were your thoughts, fantasies if you will, that entered your mind when you masturbated in my bathroom. Even if it wasn’t about me, I want to know that. You won’t be punished any extra for any evil thoughts you may have had.”

Ps looked down and hesitated, obviously that he didn’t want to reveal his fantasy to her, for fear it somehow might not meet with her approval.

“Well, Miss Lucy, to be quite honest, and this is the type of fantasy that I have often, and one I am certainly not allowed to participate with anyone in, even with you.”

“What is it, boy, spit it out.”

“Well, Miss Lucy, I fantasized that I was made to lick out the cum of your boyfriend, from whichever hole he had just deposited it into your body.”

“Very dirty fantasy, ps. Do you mean to tell me that even if my boyfriend came in my ass, and I am not saying here that he, nor anyone else, EVER has, do you mean to say that you would clean that out as well? And do you think you could do that in real life, not just fantasy?”

“Yes I do, Miss Lucy, though I never have. But, like I told you, I am committed to my Domme, and not allowed anything of that nature.”

“I understand that ps. Well, you just let me know if and when you ever cease the relationship with your Domme, and I will do my best to make your fantasy a reality. OK?”

“Yes, Miss Lucy.”

“Not that I have to, but I am going to give you the main reason why I had you masturbate before our spanking.”

“Yes Miss Lucy?”

I went onto some of the Fetlife spanking groups, and chatted with a few of the more experienced folks, and one of them suggested that having you orgasm before the spanking, would take your sexual energy out of the session, and have the result of the spanking being more painful for you. What do you think about that ps?”

“Well, Miss Lucy, I had never heard of that before, or just rarely, but it does make sense to me. No question, that with males, once you take away their sex urges, they lose all desire to be good subs, or good lovers, or basically anything other than wanting to take a nap. So, I guess it is a good idea.”

“Very intellectual answer, ps. And I agree as well. Now, lets us get to one other topic before we begin, shall we?”

“Yes, Miss Lucy?’

“OK, I am sure you will agree with me, that given how excited you have been about finally convincing me to play with you, this spanking session, our first play together, is definitely much more of an excitement for you than it is for me. Is that fair to say?”

“Yes Miss Lucy, I would agree with you, though I surely hope that whatever we do, including today’s spanking, is also fun for you.”

“I agree with you, too. And it will be fun. But, if we are to be playing regularly, or even semi-regularly, you will need to provide me with more than just your coming over with sushi in your hands. And, I am NOT talking about money. Not at this point, anyhow.”

“Yes Miss Lucy, I’ll do whatever you want. Just name it.”

“Well, I have been talking to some of my kinky friends, and they all feel, that given your age, and you have admitted outright about all the free time that you have, that it would be completely within common sense in the kink world, given how you are getting a young woman to play with you, that you come over to my house once a week, for a one hour cleaning session. This weekly session would not include any treats. Perhaps, if I felt generous, you might be allowed to kiss my feet, but the weekly house cleaning will be all about just that – cleaning my house. Then, after each 3 weeks of cleaning, I will grant you a play session. Of my choosing. Not yours. So ps, these are my terms. How do you feel about those terms?”

“Miss Lucy, I would love such an arrangement. I have to honestly tell you that I am not the world’s greatest cleaner, nor the world’s cleanest individual, but if you show me what needs to be done, I am sure I can follow through with your instructions.”

“Good boy, I knew you would see things my way. Now, since I already promised you today’s spanking, I am not going to go back on my word, and we will be doing the spanking, without any cleaning today. See how nice I am to you?”

“Yes, Miss Lucy. I appreciate your compassion.”

“Now then, I am going to get ready to deliver your spanking.”

Ps wondered what she meant by “get ready”…