Submission (1/4)

I woke up in a cold sweat, panting frantically, surrounded by darkness. I couldn’t remember what had happened in the last few hours, my memory just seemed all blurry, not letting me recall the events leading up to where I was now. Kidnapped? Some sort of prank by my friends? I wasn’t too sure, but it didn’t stop me from shouting and demanding to be let go. I looked around, feeling like I was just causally tossed inside a sack of some sort, yet I remained fully clothed, for which I was thankful for.

‘Seriously, let me out of here! This isn’t funny anymore!’ I yelled. ‘Matt? Scott? Billy? Is that you? Which one of you fuckers thought this would be funny?’ I demanded, yet my questions remained unanswered.