[M4FFFF] Four College Pledges Stumble Onto an Evil Man’s Driveway [Dark, Sadistic, Noncon]

The black van screeched to a stop on the gravel shoulder. The side door flew open and the older sorority sisters shoved them out one by one.

“Phones, wallets, everything stays here,” the chapter president snapped. “Find your way back by sunrise or you’re cut. Prove you want it.”

The door slammed. The van roared off into the dark, leaving the four pledges alone on the empty country road.

Dani dragged a hand down her freckled face, tall and athletic in a fitted tank that showed the lean lines of her torso and the soft curve of her hips. “They actually did it.”

Grace tugged at the hem of her tight crop top as the cool air hit the heavy, soft weight of her J-cup breasts, the thin fabric already straining across them. Light brown hair hung loose around her pretty face. “This is so fucked. These shoes are already killing me.”

Becca pushed her glasses up her nose, petite and pale, reddish-blonde hair falling around her freckled cheeks. Her small frame looked even smaller with her arms crossed over her chest. “I told you they’d escalate. This is actual abandonment.”

Sofia hugged herself, olive skin prickling in the night air, long dark wavy hair spilling over her shoulders. The soft curve of her belly and full hips showed clearly under her thin top. “At least we’re together. Main road has to be back that way. We walk until we hit something.”

Twenty minutes of gravel and darkness later, Grace slowed, one arm instinctively under the heavy swell of her chest. “Hold up. Light.”
Set back down a long dirt driveway sat a two-story farmhouse, porch light on, a couple of windows glowing upstairs. A truck parked near the garage. No other houses in sight.

Dani stopped at the edge of the drive, blue eyes narrowing as she planted her hands on her hips.

“Private property.”

Becca frowned, shifting her weight so the round shape of her ass pressed against her jeans. “If they call the cops we’re even more screwed. The sisters will deny everything.”

Grace shifted again, the soft undercurve of her massive tits swaying with the movement. “Or we keep walking for hours with no idea where we are. I’m cold and tired.”

Sofia peered toward the house, full lips pressed together, the thick plush of her ass and wide hips outlined in the dim light. “Maybe someone’s awake. We could ask to use a phone. Worst they say is no.”

Dani glanced between the black road and the lit windows. “Or we end up tied up in this guys basement...”

*** A Couple Hours Later ***

Dani’s head was still submerged in the bucket, the bubbles long having stopped bubbling up, her wet blonde hair floating in a mop. Her hands bound behind her back, and her asshole was stretched wide. Her stamina and cardio let her go an impressive amount of time holding her breath, but the relentless pounding of her tight shit hole finally forced the air out of her lungs in screams.

Beside her was Grace, bound and tied spread eagle, whose big fat hanging tits were bound until they turned purple, hanging limply on her chest, covered in her puke from the rough throatfucking she had to endure. Her body was bruised from several hard kicks to each of her limbs, and chest to break any ounce of fight out of her.

Sofia and Becca were laying in a heap, Becca with a bag tied over her head, and Sofia with the panties of all the captive girls stuffed deep into mouth and throat. The two of them were fucked in a 69 position, and their mouths and pussies were each caked with almost have a dozen loads each, making a drippy, sticky mess.

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I think you get the idea of what I’m going for here. This is not for everyone. This prompt is entirely fantasy, and it is dark, racist, misogynistic, and brutal, and if you’re not interested in that, this probably isn’t for you. If you’re looking for vanilla, I wish you the best of luck finding a partner.

I’m looking for a writing partner to come up with creative ways to torture and abuse these college co-eds that stumble upon this home owners door. The big kinks I’m looking for are rough sex, throat fucking, bondage, torture, beatings, snuff, and more. I love the idea of a sexual torture fitting the character, so I’m happy to adjust these characters to come up with fun and interesting ways to abuse them.

Don't jump right into the scene. Tell me a bit about yourself in your first message, what is your age, your kinks, your writing style and roleplaying experience. I want to feel the enthusiasm, the excitement at the prospect of writing out the horrible fates of these poor coeds. Convince me that I can trust you to show me to a good time.