The door itself was heavy metal bars and plates, all very securely welded, plus a portal for meal trays. It was another demonstration of his power, st...ength, and even dominance. Yet, he was even polite enough to enter first, and show me that he wasn’t going to trap me. So far. My cameraman set up just outside the cell, and aimed his camera in towards us.The cell was pretty much like all of the others. A bunk-bed arrangement made of heavy metal, and a small shelf that held his personal effects. Turned to the left, into a large office. A man sitting behind a desk, stood up as I entered and walked over to me and took my hand. "Welcome to my farm. I hope you will be happy here. You are very lovely and I'm sure you are going to be very popular. What would you like to do first, shower, walk around the farm, or have something to eat? You are just in time for lunch."I realized that I was actually starving. I had been to tense to eat the food on the airplane, and hadn't had anything since. He. Granted, it would have been easier without all of those covers over my head, but more than needing air, I needed calm. I needed to just stop. Stop everything, especially thinking. I didn't want to think anymore, because I couldn't think. Everything was a mess. Everything in my head felt like a bigger mess. I kept wondering how I was going to face Aaron. I never wanted to see him again, not after the way he treated me tonight, and not after what he said to me. But, I kept wondering if I. . it’s just that.. well, you’re not wearing any clothes.”“Oh my, look at me! It was so hot today, I didn’t bother to wear my sleeping gown to take my nap. Well, I’ll be, after all these years I’m still able to arouse a young man,” smiled Grandma, returning her gaze at my crotch. “Don’t be embarrassed, it looks like you have a very nice, and especially large member for a boy your age.”“Thanks,” was all that I could say because the more Grandmas kept talking about my dick and the more she kept.