Ms. Andre Dates My Dad Ch. 08byjeffrey214©
They both enjoyed how his softened but still swollen penis looked as it lay across his hip, and how tender his testes looked as they lay in his relaxed velvet scrotum, hanging between his spread thighs. Such a beautiful sight to behold – a boy just after his ejaculation – so peaceful and contented...
Irene took the sample cup and beckoned to Marg, leading her into the kitchen where they could talk quietly and not disturb the boy.
Irene measured the semen and made notes on the schedule chart, then the two women chatted and negotiated dates and times of day that Marg would be responsible to milk Craig of his semen. They smiled and giggled as close friends do, and after 20 minutes or so, they returned to the boy and helped him up.
Irene helped Craig step into his pouch panties and returned him to work, dusting and straightening the bookshelves while the ladies put a pot of tea on to boil. They sat in the living room, watching the boy work in his little panties, and enjoyed every moment of it...
Ms. Andre said, "Well, Jeffrey, I think that's enough for now. You've been dripping pre-seminal fluid in copious quantities, honey," she giggled, "And I think that was a very good arousal session for you. Did you like it?"
She took her hand away from my genitals, and looked at all the shiny liquid coating her fingers. I opened my eyes and looked down to see that the head of my penis was completely wet, and there was a puddle of liquid arousal pooled on my tummy. I was beside myself with excitement from the story and her stimulating hand. I was completely desperate to ejaculate but I knew I would not be allowed.
I looked up at her with pleading in my eyes. "Please..." was all that came out of my mouth.
"Oh, honey, you know we can't let you spurt right now, and I know it's very hard for you to handle, but you'll get used to it." That was frightening news. She asked again, "Did you enjoy your arousal session, dear? Was it enjoyable for you?"
"It just made me desperate. I'm still desperate to spurt, Ma'am."
"Oh, you can call me 'Mommy' now that I'm engaged to your father, dear."
"I'm desperate to spurt...Mommy," I said, 'Please let me spurt..."
She caressed my face lovingly as she said, "In time, dear, but until that time we need to keep all your semen inside, and help you stay nicely aroused; even desperate, to use your word. It's best for you in the long run, because it will help the lotion and the pills do their magic and make you into the best slut-boy you can be."
She helped me up off the bed and said, "Let's go see if anybody's around in the house. I think Erin and Becca should be back soon, and I know they'll want to help you. Erin especially likes putting the lotion on a new slut-boy, and you're due for another dose."
I'm sure my face looked forlorn, completely out of character with the throbbing stiff erection bobbing between my thighs as I walked. Ms. Andre led me back to the living room and there, sitting in two of the upholstered chairs were not Erin and Becca. It was Victoria, and a younger woman I had never met before.
I stood there in the middle of the room, with my wrists bound to keep my hands off of my raging erection, and both women looking at me and smiling. It was yet another depth of embarrassment, and I felt like Craig must have felt in the story; completely naked and vulnerable.
"Hi, Jeffrey," said Victoria, "You look delightful wearing your behavior ribbons, dear. And it looks like Jordan has just had you for an arousal session. Are you feeling ok?"
"Yes, Ma'am," I said, blushing.
"Good boy," she said brightly. "Here is a young lady I'd like you to meet. Her name is Sandra, and she's one of my doctoral candidates at the university. She's writing her thesis on Human Sexuality, and it is entitled, 'The growing emergence of the Female-dominant lifestyle,' isn't that wonderful?"
I nodded with hesitance, not knowing what was really happening.
"She's going to interview Dr. Jordan, and your father about their upcoming wedding, and how it will be different from the 'usual' sort of wedding, and how it is a growing trend to have a Female-led marriage. Some other things about the Female-dominant lifestyle she's curious about are CFNM parties, Slut-Boys, and Maternal Corporate Discipline. I hope you'll answer all the questions she might have for you. Will you do that for me?"
I swallowed, "Yes, Ma'am," I said, and all three women looked quite pleased.
I had no idea what was going to happen next, but my penis throbbed in anticipation of what was to come. Or not come, as the case may be...