Page 65 of Raise 'Em Up

Sucks to suck. She whimpers and snaps her fingers. Two men stand, grabbing my ankles and tying them down.

“This isn't kidnapping, baby. Your father signed all the consent forms. He just wants to see you happy and healthy,” Missi pleads.

And the Academy Award goes to…

She moves quicker this time, jumping on top of me and I wince.

“See, baby, this is how it's supposed to be when you make love to your wife. Not bent over and railed from behind.”

I scoff and close my eyes as she continues to grope and touch me. She doesn't go as far as to grab my dick, but she gets close until Dave warns her off.

She giggles and plays innocent. I don't know how long this shit is supposed to last, but I pray they just hurry the fuck up and get it over with.

I need to find a way out of here, or at least get to a phone.

If you're there, God, it's me Lennox. I know it's been a long time since my last prayer, but if you could just give me a tiny favor… Save me from this literal version of Hell.

“Okay, that's a wrap!” Counselor Dave says with a clap of his hands and I open my eyes, glaring at him, but freeze.

He's rock hard, and the way he's looking at my body… Some of the other people stand and I see they have had a similar reaction.

“POSERS!” I scream, and Missi jumps off me in fright. Everyone pauses and looks at me like I'm crazy.

“You are all fake! Hiding who you truly are, trying to pray the gay away. I haven't been here very long and I can already smell the lies, desperation, and shame. I'm not even gay. I like vagina!”

Missi pouts and points to my flaccid cock.

“No, baby, you're not straight, but it's okay. After you finish the program, everything will be perfect,” she says with excitement, clapping her hands dramatically.

“Do you hear yourself? You will never get me hard, Missi, because I have a girlfriend who I fucking love. And you know what else? I have a boyfriend too. It's the twenty-first century! Wake the fuck up!”

A few of the other initiates mumble, discussing, and I can see Dave's face turn red with anger.

“Everyone back to your cabins, now!” he barks, then storms out. Missi shakes her head and she has honest to God tears in her eyes.

“I know it's just the gay inside of you that's making you mean, Lenny. You don't really want to be so cruel to me. Things will get better.”

Spinning away from me, she leaves my cabin, slamming the door behind her.

A woman I don't know gives me a shy smile and unties me, before rushing out and locking the door.

Standing, I begin to pace as I try to come up with an escape plan. I know the guys and Ry are doing the same. I just hope they hurry.

Three days of Hell. I have been forced to attend art classes, poetry readings, boxing lessons, and other bullshit things that they think are manly.

I am about to drown myself in the Goddamn lake. Missi is non-stop with her delusions. She even had a wedding planner come here to ask me about what I envision for my dream day.

“Great job, everyone!” Dave says with a smile. “Let's join hands and pray.”

I offer my hand to Travis, because he's a nice fucking guy, and last time I denied him, he was punished for flirting with me and making me uncomfortable.

Missi is twisted in the head, and it's bad enough we're all trapped here. I don't need her sadistic tendencies hurting other innocent people.

Someone knocks on the door and I sigh. I just want to return to my cabin and take a nap.

I haven't slept in two nights, because the minute I close my eyes, Missi sneaks in and tries to attack me.

My only saving grace is that I can't get an erection with her .I need to get out of here before she resorts to drugging me.

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