Post by SETH ELLIOT HOLMES on Dec 2, 2009 22:31:33 GMT -5
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Rubber, ropes, and flashing lights, a squishing sound and a room filled with darkness. Blindfolded again, legs bound and mouth gagged, I must be dreaming, I must be dreaming again the boy convinced himself while trying to get the salty gag out from his mouth. This dream was the only one the eighteen year-old had since leaving his family. It was a string of events that ultimately led to him being sexually abused by his absent mother. Psychologists had been trying to get into Seth’s head about this dream in particular but while in hypnosis or talking about it he would only begin to cry. The event was made up in his mind, but felt so real. It was like losing touch with reality over and over again. Feeling his mother come closer to his bare flesh Seth started to cry, he didn’t want to go through this again, he was finally winning against his slut of a mother and now she comes back to hurt him at his most vulnerable hour. Rolling over in the bed caused the blond to wake up in agony. He had touched the sensitive skin on his lower area. As is the case with mostly all sex offenders, chemical castration is required, only in Seth’s case something went wrong, he was not castrated but badly damaged in the process. Thanking his sore sack for a moment he thought about the dream, why did she always have to tie him up like that? It was a question that wracked his mind for a long time until the nurse told him to get his stuff together and come out for group therapy. The blond cursed the nurse graphically, all the while watching her watch his exposed flesh. Eyes on him always made him grow a little happier, and maybe him and this nurse would hide in a closet doing god knows what when he was healed.
Covering up pretty fast he wrapped his body with a clean cotton robe that had been given to him to wear for the next couple of days and slipped on his fat skater shoes before going out to his group session. This would be his first actual group session since arriving at Aldridge Resort and already he thought that his brain was going to rot out of his brain if he went, so he didn’t. Taking a quick turn he took off towards the door to the acute block. Almost like solitary confinement the acute block was a room to reflect on your problems without being bothered by the adults. Every floor that held patients had one, however the acute block on the fourth floor it was mostly used for sneaking around a fun time. It was odd that so many sex addicts and offenders would be kept together but it did keep low risk patients safe from being raped. Looking around the room he walked into looked the same as the rest of the asylum, only it had no windows and only one way in or out. Attempting to sneak out of it –because he didn’t like the room being so enclosed- Seth watched the nurses outside in the hallways for his chance to make a break for it. The moment never came because his slutty little nurse caught him peeking out of the room and make reference for him to come to group. He did nevertheless.
Seth let out a sigh as the two walked the hallways until they got to the large room where group was held. “ Well, here you go Seth, they’re all waiting for you” the nurse said with a snobby sly smile painted on her face. He hated her for making him go to this stupid thing, and on top of that it looked like she enjoyed Seth’s discomfort. Maybe she knew that he wasn’t like the rest, feigning to be mad, but either way he went to group. Inside the large room sat four people with the doctor in a circle. It was time to talk about problems again. Seth took his seat and leaned back obviously uninterested in the others and the time that was wasted talking about ‘daddy issues’ and ‘broken homes’. He just listened. ‘why do I have to sit and listen to this crap, I don’t really care about how your daddy touched you when you were six, and I sure as hell don’t want to give you a pat on the back and tell you it will be okay. I just want to fuck. Billy, the reason why your mother left you was because you are a freak just like the rest of us, get over it. So what your father abused you, I fucked my sister when she was twelve and I'm okay. Really you’re going to cry now. Wow Billy wow. I can’t wait to get out of this place.’ Seth thought to himself while one of the patients told their story. This went around the circle until finally it was Seth’s turn. His story was simply “My name is Seth, I have urges to fuck anything that moves. I had sexual relationships with my younger sister. I am a sexual deviant. End of story.” Right when the doctor was going to say something Seth’s nurse came In. “It’s time for Seth’s meal time. Please excuse him” she said. Seth smiled and then walked with her to the lunch hall. She left and Seth found his table all set up with his yogurt and pills. I swear she does this on purpose he thought to himself while smiling up at the nurse who was walking away. Seth hated yogurt, and had made it known.
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