My hands were little wet from my precum and it got little sticked to keys.I gave keys to aunty from the window. She took and went without speaking any...hing. My heart was pounding rapidly and penis had lost its hardness from the incident. Later I realised that 1 of the windows was not closed properly . I was scared that aunty will inform about this to my mom, but nothing such things happened. From then on I started to think of aunty who has seen my penis. I used to masturbate thinking of her.One. I was led into my bedroom where he tied my hands together in front of me and then asked me to kneel on the bed, I remember thinking, 'where is it?' and hoping I wouldn't make a fool of myself and fall or trip...…. I didn'tI also remember trying to support myself but because of the restraints I ended up with my face buried into the pillow and my arms stretched out in front of me.I was feeling very vulnerable but excited as I first felt his hand touch my back and run down the length of my spine,. The worst part was that it wasn’t always other prisoners who did it.Josh and Mike both looked up, seeing a guard walk by the store. There were about a dozen of them, constantly roaming the corridors. They were dressed in all black with gas masks and assault rifles, and countless people had already died trying to grab them. It was unknown exactly why they patrolled, as they never broke up fights or disciplined anyone, at least, anyone who deserved it. Often times, they would buttstroke someone. It was a sleeveless long emerald green gown that had a long slit on the leg and a cut in the navel to show off her new emerald ring. It had some lace work on the bust area and had some nice white gloves with it. On the floor she had a pair of green strapy-sandals with a five-inch stiletto heel and nice little bows on them. I was mortified. She even bought a new sexy bra and thong, and a garter belt for the new stockings. She ran out of the room and told me to get the hell out of there and never.