Once I was done and he was clean, I made sure one more time that he was OK and then left his room. I went back to the bathroom to wash the cloth a bef...ore anyone could see it and then just threw it in the hamper once it was clean. I finally went to my room, closed the door and lay back in bed. I was planning on getting dressed and starting my day, but decided to just relax a bit. It started dawning on me, what had just transpired… What the hell was going through my mind? Masturbating my little. As I sat on the couch downstairs mindlessly watching television I could hear her walking across the kitchen and starting down the stairs. She didn't even so much as glance in my direction as she entered the laundry room to start washing clothes. Ok I thought, I will see if I can peak her curiosity when she comes out. I stripped off my pants and underwear and sat there stroking my cock slowly while glaring at the door, waiting for her to appear. Although it seemed like hours that she was in. I did so, if somewhat reluctantly.It was a good ways up to the third level, and then we needed to walk down a couple of halls to where his rooms were. They were not on the front row of that level above the stores, but back on the third row of rooms. The hallways that far back didn’t have a lot of lights. They had grown progressively fewer as we made our way down the hallways. Bob finally stopped at a door and cast a spell to drop the ward around the room, and he then opened the door.It was dark. Are you going to do it?" "I guess I'll do it." He said with the sound of defeat in hisvoice. She led him into the bathroom where she sprayed him liberallywith perfume, telling him he now smelled the way he should smellall the time. She told him to give her a curtsy and he shot her adirty look but did it. It wasn't perfect but was passable. She toldhim he should go a little deeper. He did and she approved. "A curtsy shows respect for those above your station in life. Iexpect you to curtsy to.