Ms Andrea and Joe

Miss Andrea sat on the edge of her desk looking at the young man standing before her. What a sight, if not for the circumstances she would burst out laughing. Before her stood a 18 year old
6'2",muscular young man, bawling like a baby. His pants and underwear were around his ankles and semen was covering his legs and groin. Time to spring the trap.

Walking around her desk she made to sit down, halfway down she bolted upright so hard as to knock over her chair. Jim, startled out of his sobbing, looked at her. He watched as a concerned frown covered her face. "oh my god, Jim and Marge" Joes' mother and dad. "this will ruin them"

This bought a fresh round of pleads from Joe "please no Miss Andrea, I'll do anything, anything"

"Quiet, I have to think" With that she recovered her chair and sat down. After five or so minutes, she Told Joe to return to his corner. "I'll be back in 10 minutes, do not move, take this time to think about what you've said."

Once outside she retrieved some supplies she had stashed in a locker earlier then sat down to wait until it was time to return. After a good ten minutes had passed she entered her office, noting that Joe had not moved, and his sobbing had subsided some.

"Joe come here, did you mean what you said about doing anything to keep this from being reported?"

"Yes Ma'aM, anything, anything at all."

"Here sign this statement, it's an undated confession stating that you were masturbating while spying on the girls in the shower. If you behave and follow my instructions no one will ever see this, once your program has been completed, we shall tear it up. If you misbehave and disobey me, I shall date it and turn it in to the authorities."

As Joe signed it, Miss Andrea opened her desk drawer and pulled out her camera. " I will need more insurance, a couple pictures should do. If you have any objections we can stop right now. Do you have any objections Joe?"

Joe, not wanting to anger Miss Andrea and give her a reason to change her mind was only to eager to agree. "Yes Ma'am."

"Okay stand over against that wall, hands at your sides." As Joe stood there Miss Andrea snapped a couple pictures. "Okay Joe we need a couple action shots, these will be more believable."

"What Ma'am?" Joe asked quizzically.

"Play with yourself, get it hard, or can you only do that while spying on someone?"

"But ma'am you're" Joe stammered.

"Don't play shy on me young man, an hour ago you came all over me. Now knock it off and get busy before I change my mind."

Joe reached down and began playing with himself. Try as he might, he just couldn't get it hard.

"What's the matter?"

"I can't... it won't get hard."

Miss Andrea started laughing and taking pictures of him playing with himself. "Big man, can only get it hard peeping. It's no wonder I've never seen you with a girlfriend."

Joe closed his eyes and concentrated harder, he tried to picture the girls in the shower, his favorite jerk-off mags, anything to get himself hard, it was no use, he just couldn't get a hard-on. Miss Andrea watched him in amusement for about ten minutes before she stopped him." I haven't got all day, these will have to do."

"I have one more paper for you to sign Joe. This one is a consent form, giving me the right to, As a qualified counselor, to administer the CAPAM program to you. It also gives me the right to use whatever means needed for your rehabilitation."

Joe didn't even ask what CAPAM was he just signed.

Chapter 3

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