You feel your tormentor get up and start walking. You are stuck to his heal as he does. Bamm bam bam. He goes to a drawer and pulls out a necklace with a charm on it. He sits back down on his bed and peals you off his foot. Letting you reform he waits for you to regain your composure.
When you do you look up to see a small square box dangling from the chain.
He tells you he has a concert tonight and you are getting a front row seat. Slim then takes a remote and shrinks you to about ½ inch tall and sticks you into the tiny sterling silver cage and clamps the door shut. You're trapped.
He holds it up to eye level admiring his prisoner and that's what he calls you. He then begins to read you his version of the Miranda rights "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will probably piss me off. If you do I may exercise my right to pass you off to an even meaner owner" He laughs then attaches the necklace around his neck.
"Now I gotta take a shower" he announces, pulling his shirt off over his head. As he does so the necklace and your little cell prison flip up then slam back against his chest.
You are silent as he heads into the shower. You swing to and fro while he walks. You can smell his scent. It's strong and masculine, kind of sweaty.
Looking behind you, you see his chest. You can't help but reach out and caress it. It's thick and leather to you at your size. He chuckles to himself as he looks down and sees you sneak a feel. Turning on the shower the steam pours out as he steps in.
You watch as his ling tattooed arms move about. He lathers himself up and sings while he showers. While you are scare and humiliated at your current position, you are strangely attracted to your captor.
You have no choice but to dangle there as he gets ready for his show. He even shoots you with a shot of deodorant after spraying under each hairy armpit. You cough and gag. He Laughs.
Dressing in baggy jeans and a tank top then a white cotton short over that, you are still exposed for anyone to see. It gets worse when he arrives at his concert site and he walks out on stage. It's a Gay bar. ! There before you are about 200 guys cheering and jeering.
As Eminem starts singing then begins to sweat almost immediately. It drops down onto the charm you're encased in. The concert is a hit. So much for the shower, he reeks.
He wraps up his encore and heads back stage where he....
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