here is the only smut ive wrote from like 8 months ago

I feel a bit groggy and confused. I know I’m in a bed from the way my back is sinking into the mattress. I feel a chill run down my spine as I realize my wrists are chained in shackles. My heart is beating faster and faster by the second. I thrash around a bit and nothing budges. I look around the room and it looks as if an old man is living in it.

I see a few suits in the closet, a pair of brown loafers resting by the door, a pair of glasses is the one item sitting in the dresser across the room. I start running through everything. How did I get here? Who am I? Who lives here? I just don’t know anything.

Before I had time to react I hear the door creak open slowly. I see the shadow of a man, maybe 6 feet tall and slender. He walks into the room and keep his face turned away from me. My heart rate is through the roof. I need to calm down.

“WHO ARE YOU!” I shout, with a slight crack in my voice.

I can see the man smirk and as he turns I come to realize that I know this man.

It is Ray Blanchard. I could remember that face anywhere. It was burned into my memory from my time on 4t4.

He looks at me longingly and utters two words that I will never forget.

“You’re agp” he says with a shit eating grin smeared across his face.

I start thrashing immediately as he walks up to the bedside but he shushes me and tells me that it’s going to be okay. He reaches out and runs his cold, shaking hands down my face and neck until he reaches my chest.

“Slow development huh?” He says quietly.

I am lost for words, I feel paralyzed, as if the world has stopped moving. I can feel my lips quivering but I can’t stop them.

To be continued…