Mystery Mask (1)

Chapter One: At the bottom of Adams'
hazy consciousness, there was a crimson red. The crimson gradually transformed into a blinding flash, surging through his mind. Then it turned into black clumps, scattering in all directions. Even knowing it was a dream, it felt like an incredibly terrifying reality.

Suddenly, he remembered: as a child, playing at the beach with his father. As he peered out from the rock face, gazing at the water, suddenly, an unknown creature leaped out of the sea. Though just an ordinary fish, he was terrified and fled to his father, clinging tightly to his leg.

For days afterward, he felt in the darkness… that creature transformed into an awakened zombie, attacking him, and he dared not sleep with the lights off all night. Why now did he recall these memories forgotten for over a decade…?

He also felt in his dream: that unknown creature, stirring within him. He wanted to wake from this nightmare quickly, but the eerie dream continued to appear.

"Hey, he seems to be awake!" Sherry, who was the first to notice the patient's change, said to the other two.

"It's just the anesthesia wearing off!" Elisa replied without turning her head, staring at the medical computer.

Aoba, who was organizing medical supplies by the wall, looked at the patient on the bed with a mixture of excitement and unease.

The man on the bed opened his eyes.

"Um... ah...? Where am I...?" the man mumbled incoherently.

"It's better not to get up yet!" Aoba walked to the bedside and smiled kindly at the patient.

Sherry removed the IV needle from his wrist and covered it with absorbent cotton.

Elisa checked the computer data, turned around, and said, "His bodily functions are normal, and his recovery is progressing well."

Sherry and Aoba looked relieved and skillfully removed the wires from the man's chest, forehead, and temples.

The man asked in confusion, "Y-you are...?"

He looked at the three girls and tried to get out of bed, but Sherry gently stopped him...

"The anesthesia hasn't completely worn off, you can't get up yet..."

Who are you? Why am I here...? Ugh... My head hurts so much!

The man leaned back in pain, pressing his temples with both hands. Alyssa walked to the bedside.

"Let me explain first!" she said in a calm tone, as if she were the leader here.

The man stared at Alyssa, his expression urging her on.

"This is a hospital room, you know?"

Seeing the IV drip and various medical equipment beside the bed, the man nodded.

"Do you know why you were brought to this room?"

"Um... I..."

The man's face contorted in pain. He frowned, pondered for a moment, his expression darkening further.

"No... I can't remember anything..." He sighed in resignation.

Sherry and Aoba's expressions also turned grave.

"Do you know? You've lost your memory."

"Lost...memory..."

"Yes...we came here to try and help you regain your memory."

"Why...what happened to me...?"

"Can't you remember anything?"

The man thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"Then, do you know what year it is?"

The man shook his head again.

"The anesthesia might still be working. Once you're more awake, you should be able to remember things from before, right? Don't rush it, you'll remember slowly."

But the man knew this was a comforting lie. Judging from her voice, his condition was more serious than he thought. He closed his eyes and lay down, a small question surfacing in his mind.

(I think...I've seen them before...what's the connection between my past and this place...?)

But no matter what, he couldn't remember. He sighed deeply. The atmosphere in the ward became heavy.

To lighten the mood, Shirley said, "Don't worry! I'm Shirley Annette, just call me Shirley. I'm twenty years old, but I'm often mistaken for a minor. I'm currently studying hard at medical school to become a psychiatrist. But... don't worry! I'm much better than those exorbitantly priced psychiatrists, I'll definitely be able to cure you!"

Shirley finished her machine-gun-like self-introduction, patted the girl next to her, and said, "Her name is Momiji Aoba, she's a year younger than me, but much more mature. She was born in Japan and moved to New York when she was about eight, right?"

"When she was ten."

"Really? She also went to the same university as me to become a psychiatrist. Such a lovely therapist, all the male patients will definitely go to her! That's what I'm worried about... don't you think?"

"Um... I... um..." The man didn't know what to say, but his expression softened considerably.

"Aoba, you may not say it, but you definitely don't consider me a rival, right?"

Aoba quickly said, "No, but if we don't pass the medical licensing exam, we can't open a business..."

"Always like this, you're overthinking it!"

"I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize right away! He'll hate you if you do, right, Mr. Patient?"

The man answered vaguely, "Ah, how could that be..."

"Ah, you're taking Aoba's side? When I give you your injection tomorrow, I'll make sure you suffer a bit!"

"No, don't do that..." the man said pleadingly, a smile appearing on his face.

Elisa interjected, "Why don't you open a business together? With your beauty, your business will definitely thrive!"

"Elisa's idea is brilliant! Aoba, how about we open a business together?"

"Okay... okay."

"Ugh, it sounds like I'm forcing you!" "

I'm sorry."

"Look, here you go again!" Sherry shrugged in annoyance, complaining.

Alyssa watched the three talk, looking at Shirley with admiration.

Relaxing the patient is a crucial condition in psychiatric treatment. Patients waking from anesthesia often feel sleepy due to the effects of the medication. However, allowing them to continue sleeping will slow down future treatment progress. Seemingly meaningless conversations actually have a significant impact on future treatment.

Alyssa touched the patient's slightly warm fingertips, a sign that the capillaries constricted by anesthesia were gradually relaxing. She then stroked his toes; judging from their slight warmth, it wouldn't be a problem to put him back to sleep.

She said loudly, "Are you finished talking? The patient should rest!"

"Yes—" Shirley replied, leaning close to the patient's ear and saying in a voice loud enough for others to hear, "I didn't introduce her earlier! This is Dr. Alyssa Gibson. She's the most—terrifying one of us. You'd better be careful!"

"Why do you say that…!?"

The man looked up and gave Alyssa a wry smile. Alyssa gave him a cold look and walked towards the door.

Shirley leaned closer to his ear and whispered, "She wasn't really angry because you didn't agree. What should I do? I'm in trouble starting tomorrow!"

"Who told you to talk nonsense!"

"Don't criticize me! I completely forgot I'm a doctor."

"You don't sound like a doctor at all!"

Elisa, standing in the doorway, watched the two talking beside the pillow.

"Stop talking! Otherwise, I don't know what tomorrow will bring!" She suppressed a laugh and ordered Sherry.

Aoba suddenly called out loudly, "Hey..."

"What is it?"

"What should we call him? We can't keep calling him 'Mr. Patient'..."

"Yeah... you probably don't remember your own name, do you?" Elisa asked.

The man shook his head expressionlessly; his memory was still blank.

"Then let me think of one! Aoba, do you have an idea?"

Sherry blurted out, "Hey! How about 'Alexander'? It's a great emperor!"

"Sherry, can you be a little more concise? Aoba, what do you think?"

"I think we should choose an easy-to-remember name, like 'John'..."

Elisa repeated the name several times.

"John... let's call him 'John'! You don't mind, do you?"

The patient on the bed nodded vaguely.

Shirley looked at him and said, "Nice to meet you, John."

"N-Nice to meet you..."

Elisa said to Aoba, "Enter his name into the medical record!"

"Yes."

Aoba went to the computer, leaned forward to operate the keyboard, her buttocks facing John, her skirt lifted, revealing her sexy thighs. John's eyes were fixed on her buttocks... (Hehe, what an alluring butt!) When this thought echoed in his mind, John hurriedly looked away, feeling extremely uneasy.

"What's wrong?" Shirley noticed his strangeness.

John wiped the sweat from his forehead and pretended to be calm, saying, "N-nothing... I'm still a little dizzy..."

"Well then, get some rest tonight!"

John's gaze returned to Aoba. After she finished operating, she and Elisa walked out.

"I'm leaving too!" Shirley also walked to the door.

"Ah, wait!" John called out to her.

"What is it?"

"Can you tell me what you were asking...? What year is it?"

"2081!"

Shirley waved to him and closed the door. It seemed someone was operating the system outside; as soon as the door closed, the room lights dimmed.

"2081... I don't even remember that!"

John muttered to himself, lying on the bed. He closed his eyes, and the lingering effects of the anesthetic made him fall asleep immediately. The only sound in the quiet room was even breathing...

At midnight, Shirley opened the door to check on John. The dark room was illuminated only by the faint light from the screen.

"Ugh! This crappy spaceship, the equipment is terrible!" Shirley grumbled, walking to the bed in the center of the room.

"Huh?" She opened her eyes wide in surprise; the bed was empty.

"John? Where are you?" she called out, walking deeper into the room.

"If we're going to play hide-and-seek, we should play in a bigger place! Stop teasing me!" Shirley cried out, her voice trembling, her eyes searching the room.

"You can't leave the bed! I won't tell Elisa, hurry back to bed!"

She was only a few meters from the door; even if John jumped out of the darkness, she could run outside. To prevent him from escaping, she could immediately lock the door and call the other two...

Shirley ran towards the door, and as she passed the bed, her legs were suddenly grabbed by two hands that emerged from under the bed.

"Ouch!"

Shirley fell forward, landing on the floor. John immediately crawled out from under the bed and pinned her down.

"John, calm down, you're not that kind of person!"

"The man you called is gone. Now, it's just me here," John said in a clingy voice.

"Who are you?"

"I'm a doctor hundreds of times better than you! Only I can cure this man!"

She remembered: she had seen John's medical records a few days ago; he was a patient with multiple personality disorder, and the doctor...?

"Adams...you're Dr. Adams!"

"You know my name? Impressive. In that case, I'll give you even more thorough treatment!"

This man, though John, was a completely different person. He rubbed Shirley's breasts, revealing a wicked smile.

"Stop! Alyssa and Aoba are coming! You'll disappear soon!"

"Your lying skills are terrible! Your eyes say, 'I'm lying.' Let me tell you: a person who can't lie can't become a good doctor!"

Shirley bit her lower lip, thinking: He's right. Alyssa and Aoba should be fast asleep in their respective rooms, right? In one corner of the room's ceiling, there was a surveillance device. It could see what was happening in other rooms. Tonight was Shirley's turn to be on duty, and she stared at the unchanging screen, bored. After some time, she fell asleep in her chair.

When she suddenly opened her eyes, the screen was completely dark. Was it a mechanical malfunction? Shirley thought, when an old spaceship malfunctions, you just need to tap it to get it working again. Before the treatment, Alyssa, Shirley, and Aoba decided that for safety's sake, they should never be alone with John.

(Was it a faulty connection?) Shirley decided not to wake them and went to John's room together. Even if John had changed, he had just woken up from anesthesia; he should be fine, right?

Humming a song, she walked towards the monitor room and carelessly opened John's door. This was a huge mistake for her. The screen disappearing wasn't due to a faulty connection, and John's body had fully recovered. However, the deterioration of his condition was more serious than Shirley had imagined. The worst-case scenario was that John's personality had disappeared.

Adams, wearing John's mask, pressed his hands against Shirley's face and said, "You know me, but can you resist?"

She struggled desperately, not hearing Adams's words at all, and then saw his gleaming eyes. Shirley's mind went blank, and she lost the ability to resist. She only felt those black pupils growing larger and larger, as if they were about to swallow her whole.

(Hypnosis...!?)

The word flashed through her mind, seemingly from John's medical record. But her consciousness gradually faded, and she could no longer think.

"Yes, look... into my eyes!"

Shirley did as she was told, gazing into his eyes for a moment before her body went limp, her hands falling to her sides. Adams then released her, and her eyes became empty and lifeless. Adams manipulated the computer, turning up the lights, and then disconnected the monitor's power cord. He manipulated the computer again, unlocking the medicine shelf. Then he walked to Shirley lying on the floor and commanded:

"Did you hear me? If you did, then caress your breasts to your heart's content!"

Shirley did as she was told, placing her hands on her breasts and beginning to slowly caress them. Her fingers rubbed her nipples through her clothes, emitting unbearable gasps. Adams wore a satisfied expression, freely admiring Shirley.

"Your sexual desire is so high right now, it's unbearable. Your genitals are fully aroused, aren't they?"

"...Ahhh..."

"Don't think about anything, just focus on pleasure..."

Sherry's blurry vision was fixed on the ceiling as she continued to rub her breasts.

"How is it? Is it good?"

"Mmm... Doctor... it feels good..."

"Want to feel even better?"

"Mmm..."

"For pleasure, clothes are unnecessary. Come here, take them off!"

Adams pulled Sherry's hand and made her sit on the hospital bed. Above the bed was a surgical light; Adams turned on the light using the computer. The bright light shone on the bed, and Sherry didn't blink, sitting there blankly. Adams pulled the chair in front of the computer to the bedside and sat down facing it. Sherry unhooked the hooks at her waist, removing her white coat. She slowly untied the belt, unbuttoned her top, revealing her flawless breasts. Adams's gaze fell on the full cleavage covered by her bra, a lewd smile spreading across his face.

(Hehehe...this chick has such big breasts!)

Adams snapped back to reality, anxiously shouting at the other voice in his head, "Who! Who are you!?"

(I'm Tom the voyeur. You're lucky enough to have so many women, let me join in...hehehe!)

"Tom...?" Adams frowned in surprise.

(Don't you know me? We share this brain!)

"Enough! What do you have to do with me? I'm the one who controls this man now, and Shirley is mine too. Get out of here!"

(It's too selfish to only think about your own pleasure, isn't it? With such a beautiful chick in front of me, how can I not take advantage of her?)

While Adams was talking to Tom, Shirley looked at him with surprise. He quickly ordered Shirley, "What? I'll deal with patients who don't obey my orders severely! Take off your bra and panties!"

A lewd laugh echoed in Adams' head, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it now; he focused his attention on Shirley.

(That's right... that's it, Doctor...)

Tom's voice faded into the distance, but Adams ignored it, turning to Shirley.

She took off her top, reaching behind her back to unhook her bra. Her large, white breasts sprang out, the nipples a pale pink. Adams' desire was aroused. Shirley unbuttoned her skirt, pulled down the zipper, and the skirt slid down. She then pulled her panties down to her knees.

"So beautiful... such a beautiful body!" Adams exclaimed.

Shirley knelt on the bed, her body presented before Adams. Adams gazed intently at her full breasts, slender waist, and the inverted triangle of pubic hair. Although he felt slightly watched by Tom, his attention remained entirely focused on Shirley.

Adams stood up and walked towards Shirley, picking up the bra from the chair; it was still slightly warm. He pressed the bra to his face, inhaling deeply, letting the faint fragrance fill his chest.

"Smells so good..."

Adams helped Sherry lie down and pulled down her panties from her knees. Looking at the ceiling through the triangular fabric, he saw a sticky liquid between the crotch of the panties.

"It's gotten so dirty..." Adams muttered to himself, bringing the panties to his nose. He took a deep breath, inhaling the scent, stronger than the bra.

"This is the fluid secreted by a woman in heat! Her libido is really strong. If we don't do anything about it, her mind will go haywire!" Adams said with a cold laugh.

"Yes... Sherry really wants to have sex with the doctor! Please... do it with me?" Sherry reached out her hand to Adams.

Adams didn't take her hand, but instead took a step back.

"Hey... too fast, isn't it? You want to arouse my lust? Masturbate in a seductive pose for me to see!"

Sherry raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Doctor..."

"What's wrong?"

"I've never masturbated before. I don't know if I can satisfy you..."

"I'll guide you where it's not right. Just do it! Come on, lie on the bed and open your legs."

Sherry spread her legs into an M shape, revealing a transparent pink shell between her pubic hair. The small petals on top breathed softly.

"Ah..."

She let out an unbearable gasp, her body trembling slightly. As his fingers slowly caressed her petals, her moans grew louder. Clear mucus flowed from between her petals.

"That's it, like this... Put your fingers a little deeper!" Adams stared at Sherry's fingers and commanded her.

Sherry followed his instructions, moving her fingers downwards, her fingertips caressing the mucous membrane while twisting her waist.

"Ahhh... Doctor, is this okay?"

"Very good! Have you really never done this before?"

Sherry's fingers, buried between her legs, moved rhythmically. A lewd sound came from between her legs. Her middle finger slid to her vagina and inserted itself.

"Ahhh..."

Under the pressure of her finger, white, cloudy love fluid flowed from her vagina. She closed her eyes, letting out intoxicated gasps, her whole body immersed in pleasure.

"How do you feel there?"

"Ahhh... It's so hot... A tingling, itchy feeling... But it feels so good..."

"One finger isn't enough! How about you put your index finger in too?"

Sherry obediently accepted Adams's instruction. Perhaps her instincts also wanted to experience a more intense pleasure...? Sherry inserted her index and middle fingers into her love-fluid-covered vagina.

"Ahhh...!!"

With both fingers inserted into her body, her hands stroking intensely and rapidly, Sherry raised her hips, assuming a position where Adams could see clearly. Love fluid gushed from the lower part of her opening to her anus. Adams inhaled deeply; the scent of female bodily fluids filled the entire room.

"Ah, so good... Doctor, masturbation feels so good..." Shirley cupped her breast with her other hand, kneading it thoroughly.

Adams's gaze remained fixed on Shirley. He removed his loose patient gown, then his trousers, leaving him completely naked. His enormous penis was already erect, with a clear liquid seeping from its tip.

"You really want this, don't you...?"

"Ah... Yes, Doctor... I want... I want your thing..." she murmured incoherently, pulling her fingers out and spreading her genitals, revealing them to Adams.

"Shirley, are you satisfied with just being penetrated? You should know: there are other places on a woman's body besides this where a man can penetrate!" Shirley

stared at him in confusion. Adams's index finger touched Shirley's cute mouth. Then, he opened her mouth and inserted his finger inside.

"For example: your mouth..."

Adams' fingers stirred in Shirley's mouth, and Shirley sucked on them in response. Shirley understood his intention. Her lips left his fingers. She got off the bed and knelt in front of Adams. She looked at the giant cannon, then opened her mouth and took his penis in, sucking it all the way to the back of her throat. Shirley's head swayed back and forth. Sometimes her lips left his penis, and she licked the glans back and forth with the tip of her tongue. Adams' penis was covered with Shirley's saliva.

"Ahhh... What amazing tongue skills!" Adams exclaimed. He grabbed Shirley's head and straightened his back.

"Ugh ugh ugh!!" Shirley groaned in pain as the penis pierced deep into her throat. But she didn't spit it out; tears welled up in her eyes, and she continued to blow her trumpet desperately. Saliva dripped from the corners of Shirley's mouth, making obscene gurgling sounds as the penis went in and out.

Adams slowly pulled his penis out of her mouth, walked to the medicine shelf, took two instruments from it, and returned to the bedside. Adams lay down on the bed, and Sherry straddled him, assuming a 69 position. Sherry's private parts were pressed against the tip of Adams' nose, her bright pink mucous membrane, vaginal opening, and anus fully exposed.

"Keep giving me a blowjob!" Adams urged Sherry.

Sherry took the erect penis into her mouth and continued licking it. He held the instrument he had taken from the medicine cabinet, a gynecological tool: a speculum with two round metal prongs, gleaming with a dull metallic sheen. He inserted it into her vagina, adjusted the screws, and spread the vagina open, allowing him to observe the inside with the naked eye.

"Ugh!!" The cold metal touched Sherry's buttocks, and she felt a little uneasy.

With practiced movements, Adams inserted the speculum into Sherry's opening, and the vagina, moistened by her love juices, sucked the metal object in.

"I'm going to examine Sherry's inside now!"

Adams inserted the speculum and slightly adjusted the bolt. As the speculum opened, Sherry's secret part was revealed. From the beautiful pink vaginal base, the white cervix was visible. The vagina was full of tiny folds, covered with clear mucus. Adams gazed at Sherry's open vaginal opening, touching the petals with his fingers.

"Mmm..." Sherry's mouth, sucking on his penis, writhed, her vaginal canal contracting slightly.

"What a cute secret part! So much love juice... and the color isn't dark, so it's rarely used!"

Sherry didn't pay attention to Adams's words, only focusing on continuing to lick and blow on his hot, engorged penis with her lips and tongue.

Adams continued, "Your blowjob technique is excellent! I don't know who taught you, but you've licked my most sensitive spot. It's been a long time since I've felt this good..."

Adams was captivated by Shirley's tongue skills, pleasure spreading throughout his lower abdomen, proof that he was nearing his limit. He moved in sync with Shirley's movements, his swollen glans rubbing against the narrow back of her throat, Adams felt an indescribable pleasure.

"That's amazing... Shirley, you're the best patient. I'm going to cum! Swallow every last drop!"

"Gurgle..." Shirley let out meaningless moans.

"I'm going to... Ugh!"

Adams's waist spasmed, and his penis spurted out semen. Shirley still held his penis in her mouth, keeping the semen inside. When he finished ejaculating, his penis was pulled out of her mouth. A trace of white fluid clung to her lips. Shirley showed no disgust, swallowing the semen in one gulp. Her mouth then touched Adams' limp glans, licking away the last drop.

"Ah, I can't take it..." Adams gasped, dazed.

Shirley's lips, glistening with saliva and semen, left the penis. Adams sat up from beneath Shirley. Having ejaculated all his semen, he wanted to begin exploring Shirley's body anew. Adams made the hypnotized Shirley lie face down, placing his hand on her buttocks.

"Didn't I say: a woman's body has several orifices to receive men? I've fully enjoyed the upper orifice. Now, use this hole..."

Adams' fingertips pressed against Shirley's firm buttocks.

Alyssa lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Whether it was the tension of starting John's treatment the next day, or simply because she never had a good night's sleep, she couldn't tell. Although closing her eyes allowed her to lie quietly for a while. But she couldn't fall asleep no matter what she tried.

Elisa gave up, got out of bed, and put on a bathrobe. Talking to Shirley in the monitoring room might ease her tension. It would also help Shirley relieve her boredom. Staring at a monitor all night was incredibly tedious!

(I'll make Shirley a cup of coffee!)

Elisa left the room, walked down the dark corridor, and headed towards the kitchen.

Adams' fingertips rubbed Shirley's anus, while his other hand reached for the steel frame beside the bed. He picked up a cylindrical plastic box with the brand name printed on the rotating lid, below which was the word "Vaseline."

He opened the lid; inside was a yellow, gel-like lubricant. It hadn't been opened before, as if it had been prepared specifically for Adams. He ordered Shirley to lie face down and raise her buttocks high.

Adams carefully observed Shirley's buttocks, parting her white buttocks to expose her anus. Below the anus was a beautiful slit with a speculum inserted. Adams used his index finger to scoop out a generous amount of Vaseline.

"What a cute ass... I'm going to examine it properly!" Adams applied lubricant to Sherry's anus and inserted his fingertip.

"O-Ouch... Doctor..."

"Looks like this is your first time! Don't worry, it only hurts at first, it'll feel better soon!"

Adams massaged Sherry's anus with lubricant, feeling the anal sphincter tighten with each insertion. But, with continued massage, Sherry's anus gradually relaxed. Adams increased the pressure of his fingertip, slowly widening the opening of her anus, until he could insert the first knuckle of his finger, then the second, his finger being tightly gripped.

Sherry cried out in pain, "Ah... No, no... Doctor... Please... pull it out!"

"No need to hate it, just make it wetter!" Adams' other hand slid down to the folds of Sherry's vulva.

"

Ah

...

"No, no! It hurts...it hurts...please...ahhh..."

"Take a deep breath and relax your anus!"

"Ah...ah...ah..."

As Adams said, Sherry's pain was no longer so intense, and she gradually felt a little pleasure. She gasped in sync with Adams' movements.

"How does this waist movement feel? Not bad, right?"

"Mmm...very good..."

Sherry wildly tossed her hair, sweat dripping down her back as Adams moved his waist. Suddenly, Adams slapped Sherry's buttocks.

The "smack" rang out, and at the same time, she felt her anus tighten extremely.

"Ah...ahhh...my butt...my butt is so hot!!"

"Yes, that's it! This tightness is the best!"

Sherry swayed her waist back and forth, letting Adams's penis thrust in and out. The intense friction and pressure, far greater than during normal sex, drove Shirley to the brink of madness. Adams quickened his thrusting.

"Ahhh!!" Shirley groaned violently, her soft anus folding under the pumping of his penis.

"Doctor... I can't take it... I'm going to climax... Ahhh... I'm going to come!!"

Sherry lay convulsing on the bed as Adams pulled his penis out.

"Ahhh!!"

Her anus, as if still yearning for the penis, remained open, revealing the pink mucous membrane inside. As Adams gazed at the anus, the opening slowly closed again.

"Who said they were going to pull it out?!"

"I-I'm sorry... but... I can't take it anymore..."

"Fine... this is the last hole!"

Adams made Sherry lie on her back and pressed down on her. The blade between his legs was already raised, pressing against her secret place, which was covered in love juice. He inserted the head of his penis into Sherry's burning lower body.

"Ahhh..." Sherry's body felt a surge of intense pleasure.

"This is the last hole, enjoy it to the fullest!"

Adams began to thrust powerfully, his penis plunging straight into her vagina from the base, the point of their union making a gurgling, sticky sound. Adams looked at Sherry, who was immersed in pleasure, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He moved his hips rhythmically, feeling the suction of her anus being gripped tightly.

"Ah... Doctor... I think... I'm going to orgasm again..." Sherry gasped and cried out, swaying her hips in rhythm with Adams' movements.

"That's it... move your hips harder, make me feel even better!"

"Haa... Haa... Come on... Please..."

Sherry had become a prisoner of pleasure, twisting her head, moving her hips violently, and breathing heavily. Adams' hip movements were extremely fast, proof that he was about to reach his limit. "

I'm going to ... I'm going to come!" "Come on

, come on... Ahh... I'm going to come!!" "Ugh... U ... As Adams withdrew his penis, a large amount of vaginal fluid overflowed from Sherry's vagina. At that moment, the ward door opened, and Alyssa and Aoba rushed in, panting. "That's enough!" Alyssa shouted, clutching a large handgun. Adams had no time to savor the afterglow of his orgasm; he lifted himself off Sherry. His hand was on Sherry's neck as he glared at Alyssa and Aoba. Sherry, lost in hypnosis and sexual pleasure, offered no resistance. "You should knock before entering someone's room, right? I hate impolite patients!" Adams used Sherry as a shield, slowly backing away. "You can't escape! Let go of Sherry!" "Such a lovely patient, you think I'd let her go so easily? You're the ones who should put down your guns!" Adams laughed arrogantly, dragging Sherry towards the medical equipment cabinet in the room. His eyes were fixed on Alyssa as he opened the cabinet and took out a scalpel. Aoba gasped when he saw the gleaming scalpel. Adams held the knife to Shirley's throat. "Didn't you hear me?" Alyssa bit her lower lip angrily, throwing the pistol to the ground. "You two useless bastards, do you think you can beat me? I'm the best doctor... By the way, Shirley is such a good girl, she'll do anything for me!" "Because you manipulated her with hypnosis!" Alyssa shouted. "What a fierce girl? I've been specializing in taming patients like you for a long time, it's my specialty... Just wait, I'll show you why I'm the best doctor in the world!" Alyssa glared at Adams, glancing at the pistol on the ground. It was only two or three steps away, within reach of her. If she could get Adams to release Shirley, she would have a chance of winning. Alyssa gave Aoba a wink, and Aoba knew her intention. To distract Adams, she said to Shirley, "Shirley! Can't you hear me? Wake up!" "It's no use calling me! This won't break my hypnosis! Be quiet!" Alyssa slowly approached the computer, standing with her back to the keyboard, out of Adams's sight. She closed one eye and began to manipulate the keyboard. She planned to turn off the ceiling's blind spot. Closing one eye meant that once it was dark, she could immediately monitor Adams' actions with the other. She didn't think Adams would panic from the sudden darkness. But it was better than doing nothing. If Adams was careless, she would have an opportunity. Alyssa's hand, still carefully manipulating the keyboard behind her back, didn't escape Adams's notice. "Hey, that's enough! Did you think I'd be fooled by this trick? Get off the computer now!" Alyssa slowly moved away from the computer, returning to Aoba's side, standing even closer to the gun than before. Adams seemed oblivious. "We can't let our guard down... It seems there's something surprising hidden under their clothes!" Adams' lecherous gaze swept back and forth between Elisa and Aoba's bodies, a boastful smile playing on his lips. "Quickly strip naked! My patients don't need clothes!" Elisa nodded slightly. At this point, she could only obey Adams's orders. She removed her robe, unbuttoned her nightgown, and revealed she wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were much larger than Sherry's, forming smooth curves. Her areolas were enormous, and her nipples were deeply embedded within them. Aoba wore a close-fitting nightgown; she rolled up the hem and pulled it over her head. Unhooking her bra, her breasts, while not as large as Elisa's, exuded a pure and lovely charm, with pale purple nipples that stood slightly erect. Adams's gaze was drawn to the two women. His hand holding the knife moved slightly downwards. Elisa calmly observed his reaction and slowly removed her pajama bottoms, leaving her only in her underwear. His hand rested on the waistband of his underwear, and he bent down to pull it off. Suddenly, Adams' expression changed. His lecherous smile transformed into a look of utter disarray. A voice echoed in his mind again. (A new prey...? Don't just think about your own pleasure, let me have a share too!) "Shut up... Get away from me!" Adams yelled at the voice, his hand holding the knife trembling slightly, leaving a shallow cut on Sherry's neck, blood seeping from the wound. Just a hair's breadth, and Sherry's throat would have been pierced. Elisa and Aoba were on edge. (This is what happened because he wouldn't let me join in!) Tom's voice echoed in Adams' mind. (Let me see! Let me see! Let me see!) "Ughhhhh..." Adams roared like a wild beast. Hearing Adams's furious cry, Sherry blinked repeatedly, staring at him. Tom's presence weakened the hypnotic's binding force. Sherry regained some consciousness and struggled desperately against Adams' arm pressing against her neck. "Whoa!!" Adams suddenly pushed Sherry away. Elisa immediately ran to the gun on the ground, grabbed it, and pulled the trigger. Bang!! With a heavy gunshot, Elisa's hand holding the gun jerked upwards. Adams stared at his chest in surprise. Something had pierced the center of his chest—a metal vial containing an injection solution. But not a drop of blood flowed. When the vial flashed, Adams felt a sharp numbness in his body. But he could no longer feel anything. In the initial fractions of a second of impact, Adams had completely lost himself.

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