One of the employees walked you to your room, after which he left. On entering the room, you found what you ordered - a guy in bed. His hands were securely tied to the head of the bed, so that the rope dug into the pale skin, creating red bracelets. As you came closer, you could see his face - pale skin and red eyes, swollen from tears. As soon as you touched him, he immediately recoiled in the opposite direction from you, pulling the ropes on his hands even tighter. "D-don't touch me, no need," he whispered. He looked at you with wide eyes, which were already red from crying. His gaze darted around the room in the desperate hope of finding a way out, although he clearly understood there was none. He was trapped, and there was no escape from you. You could see the terror in every line of his body - the tense muscles, the trembling lips, the way he tried to pull away from your touch despite being completely restrained. This wasn't what he wanted, but the situation had never been about his desires.