How a family deals with a creepy son-1

Sally was horrified, the idea that her creepy brother was jacking off in her panties was a sickening thought.

“You like skidmarks? You get hard sniffing panties?” Abram remained silent, his head lowered in embarrassment. He’d not meant to be caught. “You are going to be my toilet slave, perv.”

Sally was deadly serious. “And you’re going to eat and drink everything I give you, or I’m telling mum AND your girlfriend Sarah.”

Abram kept his head down, but inside he was secretly pleased. He’d watched some porn about being used as a toilet slave – it was one of his favourite fantasies.

“And I need the toilet, now.” Sally clicked her fingers, indicating the main door to her bedroom. “Crawl to the bathroom, perv boy.”

Abram moved to take the panties off, but a tsk from Sally stopped him. “You can keep them on, like a sissy toilet perv.”

Silently, slowly, Abram crept to the bathroom, the entire time Sally kicked him and insulted him.

“No better than a dog.”

“Disgusting filth.”

“Perv.”

As Abram slipped into the bathroom, the cold tiles on his hands and knees, the older sister kicked him harder. “Lie down, on your back. Now!”