I said hello and let myself in but she didn't respond. Immediately, I walked up the stairs and toward what used to be my bedroom. Not quite the way I ...left it. Still, my single bed sat in the corner of the room alongside the wall. The mattress and feather pillow had been stripped of their linens. The rest of my belongings were packed away in cardboard boxes stacked in my closet."Garp!" my mother bellowed "Dinner!"The three of us (my mother, my father and myself) sat down to a silent but. "There was silence in the room. Finally, the detective leading theinvestigation said, "I see your point. This is something none of us haveexperienced before."There was another silence. Finally, I was asked whether I wanted to dothe job of snipping the cable ties."I'll have to. I know Whitney would be more relaxed if she sees afamiliar face." Alright, but stay with Sergeant Melton and do exactly what they tellyou."In the end, the rescue was relatively straightforward. The police teamfound the. He told me he'd missed his bus and started walking with me. He asked if it was okay if it was okay if he could walk with me. My stomach jumped slightly, he didn't need to ask me twice. 'Of course' I responded. Adam lived a few streets away from me, however, we never hung out together. Because it was just the two of us, he acted completely different to how he normally acts at college. He gave me the impression that he was flirting with me and I could feel my cock was starting to get hard. We. I was humiliated, angry and disgusted in myself. A moment came when I felt I had to get control of the situation. I felt a sting on my ass check. He slapped my right cheek. I quickly swung around.I yelled, “Hey don’t do that.”He stepped forward. He was only a few inches from my face. He looked into my eyes. He said, “Turn around.”I couldn’t speak. My feet started to move on their own. I had my back to them before I knew it. I heard laughter and groans while I was spanked. My spanks continued.