I had a really tough week and today I had my last two finals, I am so ready to blow off some steam and get totally cross faded at the frat house. My roommates all have their last final tomorrow, so I decided to head out to the party by myself. I know a lot of boys in the frat, so I wasn't worried, they're really sweet guys.
Everyone was excited to be done for the semester. I talk my way past the guy at the door and head to the kitchen to grab some Jungle Juice, then I look for Stevie, my friend from Philosophy. Once I find him, we grab some other guys and head up to his bedroom to hit the bong. Stevie had really good shit always, and I knew I was going to get incredibly stoned. The Jungle Juice is extra strong tonight, but it tastes amazing. The bong makes it's way around the room a few times, and I was floating all over the place.
When they decided they were high enough, we headed back downstairs to socialize. As soon as I reenter the party I head over to the couch. I space out for a while, and when I come back I notice someone is staring at me. He looks a little older, which isn't unusual, older men always come to the frat to look for little 18 year olds, and he has beautiful piercing blue eyes. He smiles at me, walks over, and sits next to me, we chat for a few minutes before he notices my cup is empty. He offers to get me a drink, but even as high as I was, I knew that was not safe, so I said I'd go with him.
I didn't let him out of my sight while he forced his way into the crowd to grab our drinks. He hands me mine and smiles at how excited I am, god, that smile... He was so cute, but he also seemed to be hiding some evil in him. I decided to keep talking to him and explore the evil. After a while I feel a bit more drunk, yep, this was definitely stronger than usual. I feel a little nauseous so I tell him I'm going to head home, he offers to walk me and I try to turn him down but I over did it and I could barely walk straight. We left the party and started heading back to the dorm...
I start to wake up and I roll over, ouch, did I pass out on the floor? This is not my bed. How much did I drink, my head is killing me. I open my eyes and it's completely dark, where is everyone? I try to stretch out and something prevents me from stretching completely, my wrists and ankles feel cold. I try to feel around and all I can feel is a cold floor, then I hit something else, metal? It feels like a chain... I started panicking, I had no idea where I was or how I got here! My head was pounding and my night was so fuzzy... Did I not make it to my room last night, I could have sworn I did... I left the party to walk home and then.... I don't know! That man! He must have done something to me! But how? I watched him so carefully!
All of a sudden the lights flicked on and burned my eyes and made my head pound even more. "Good Morning, Sweetheart. Are you enjoying your new home?" a man's voice asked me.
Before I had the chance to reply I found myself surrounded by men, all stripping down. They were all extremely hard and bigger than any boy I'd ever seen before. They looked at me like I was a steak and they hadn't eaten in weeks... There was no where to run. They closed in on me and unchained me and started grabbing at me and ripping off my clothes, I tried hard to fight back, yelling at them to stop and cursing at them.
"You certainly like the feisty ones, don't you James?" one of the men joked. That was his name, the man from the party!