My brother (Lee) is a dirty little bugger with a bedroom full of porn, partly due to the encouragement of my parents, and I knew he used to peep throu...h the bathroom keyhole when I was getting washed. My Dad sometimes did it as well, and I suppose I encouraged them by deliberately washing between my legs whenever I heard them out on the landing. There was a particular floorboard creak that gave the game away every time.Anyway, I figured that if I caught him in the act he'd be so embarrassed. Fuck me, I must have been out of it last night, to have taken that off (or let someone take it off?). Mind you, this didn’t look like some bird’s house – where the fuck was I? I went over to the door, intending to peer out and see what could be seen, but there was no handle. It looked to be a tough door, too, not like a domestic door in a house. Oh Christ – this was looking bad – it seemed to be some sort of cell. What the fuck had I done last night, to get arrested? Another problem was. I heard the click of the locked door."Hmm." She said as she walked over. "Look who's discovered a new snack.Like that flavor, huh?" It was the smell. I couldn't help myself." I looked down as my facegrew warm with embarrassment. I felt humiliated. Then I felt astirring. And I could feel myself growing hard. It was unusual to feelthe blood rushing to my little, limp dick."Pull down your leggings and your panties again. I want to investigatesomething."I did as I was told. I stood there. "I want to cum so bad, everything hurts down there but it is amazingknowing that I can't because you won't let me and there is nothing I cando about it. I don't understand why I try to get hard and start to leakevery time I am embarrassed or humiliated. I want to cry almost all thetime but I think that I am happy because what is happening to me ismaking you happy. I'm sorry Mrs. Karen, I am just babbling." No, sweetie, babble on. I need you to start understanding what youreally are. You are.