So why me

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When Adam returns to his senses, the feeling that a steamroller has passed on his head makes him wince. Tinnitus, accompanied by violent dizziness, follows this headache as he had never known before and when he opens his eyes, he sees mouldingson a off-white ceiling.

Adam notices that he is lying on a pink sheet, which is also about the same colour as the walls of what is most certainly a huge girl's room. When he tries to rub his head to relieve himself, his arm is stopped by something undetermined. Observing backwards as best he can, he understands the reason for his inability to move his arms. A beautiful fabric of what must be blue mixed silk binds her arms to the bed. Adam, whose mind clears up after that, clenches his teeth when his last seconds of lucidity come back.

He remembers. He was walking quietly towards the store when from behind the truck he was about to pass, a stretched foot made him fall to the ground. Then it was shoes followed by that voice he known for a long time that resonated near his ear. After that, two men held him down, while a small hand slipped a handkerchief under his nose.

"I told you you couldn't escape me. When I called you that night two and a half years ago, I told you that you were my boyfriend and you still are. Look at me when I talk to you, you little runaway."

Adam realizes that it was really naive to think that she would leave him alone. He would like to tell her what he thinks about his kidnapping and that he does not like to rest on pink sheets but a small hand blocks his nose and a foreign tongue visits his mouth. This time Adam would like to resist, however this girl is hysterical, domineering, angry, pretentious, annoying, but it is Jessica and he lets himself be attacked reluctantly, at least, he prefers to convince himself that it is the case.

"Mumu" Adam is powerless when the girl's other vicious hand opens the buttons on her shirt one after the other. She takes her time and seems to appreciate the fact that Adam is panicking a little under his surprise attack. When the last button jumps, she pulls her tongue out of Adam's mouth and contemplates his body.

"Last time you didn't have time to do the little training we had planned for you, but I see you haven't been inactive."

A short circuit runs through Adam's body when Jessica's tongue titillates his male nipples, while she looks him in the eye with a smile. Jessica's hand is not to be outdone, she walks very slowly on his bust, when suddenly:

"Fuck, why are you pinching my nipple, are you sick?"

"It hurts, doesn't it? You did it to me that night when you got back from the party at Kate's, so It's a just a return of things. That being said, I always wanted to check something, so apologize for my rudeness."

One button, two buttons...

"What are you doing? You're not going to **** me, are you?"

That bump under Adam's pants disturbed him for nights. Like a ghost, this nasty bump, came back to haunt her and Jessica has long since promised herself to check the beast hiding under the fabric, in order to exorcise her demon and thus spend better nights.

"It's still a possibility, but for now, see it as a personal necessity. Something I have to do to move forward."

... three buttons, four buttons, Adam is now unarmed and his pants are thrown on the floor. Adam tries to pin his buttocks against the mattress, these traitorous underwear can't resist Jessica's hands for a second but she's not satisfied with what she sees. She touches the beast very quickly with a finger and then removes it just as quickly, but the beast have no reaction. Angry, she slaps Adam's thigh, this last one wondering what else he has done to deserve this.

"Adam, make me harden this thing."

Adam's pouting. He was drugged anyway and he can barely feel his limbs, so he doesn't care about that order at all. "Do it yourself, I'm drugged because of you and my body too."

Jessica grabs this soft maggot between two fingers. Her face expresses disgust mixed with interest as when she buys a new smartphone or a new car. Knowing all the functions of a new toy is Jessica's favorite hobby, but this thing seems very complex to her and comes with no instructions for use. She shakes the maggot from right to left but nothing, no reaction. Adam is holding back his laughter. How can such a beautiful girl be so naive and possess so little information about the relationship between men and women.

"Sorry, Jessica, but my colossus is selective and I believe you have no effect on him. No, actually he finds you repulsive, pfttt."

Jessica stays a moment to look Adam in the eye. She asked about Roy April and in the fashion world, the professionals seem very satisfied with him, on the other hand, he did bad things to all the models he worked with. Doubting her words, Jessica stood up, before leaving the room silently.

"Hey, at least put my underwear back on. I'll catch a cold if I stay like this."

For the past five minutes, Adam has been anxious to see someone other than Jessica enter this room. He is almost naked, tied up and it would be logical to misunderstand what is happening in this room, given his posture. When he sees the door open, his whole body stiffens, or almost so. This time it's too much and Adam would like to be able to never have known Jessica who enters followed by a dozen maid whose age is between 18 and 50 years. When Jessica stops in front of Adam, she grabs his thing and looks at the maids very surprised by their miss's action.

"I brought you all here for a check-up. My boyfriend here has no reaction when I touch him and he says I'm the one to blame. All of you, in turn, will touch this thing, to check if he is lying to me. Be careful not to take too many liberties, for I will not let you out of my sight."

In front of an Adam who no longer moves a muscle, one by one, the women follow one another and various comments that break the young man's heart reach his ears.

"How disappointed I am. I fantasized a lot about Mr. April and it turns out he's an impotent one."

"A friend once told me that the most handsome guys are often soft from below and now I see that's true."

"So young and no more vigorous than an octogenarian, poor man."