u/Safe_Disaster_3241

Felicia showed up to her OB/GYN appointment right as scheduled, and waited patiently for Dr. Becker to call her in. She had been visiting him for years now, and just recently had decided to start trying for a child with her husband - so she called ahead and set up a checkup to make sure everything was good to go. He had been her mother's doctor for years before her, and was somewhat of a family figure by now. As she waited, the phone rang, and the receptionist beckoned for her to enter his office.

"Ah yes Felicia.. come on in. I heard you're thinking of having a child? I'm so happy for you..." He inquired, getting up and guiding her over to the chair in the centre of the office, with stirrups at one end of it. "Yes doctor... to be honest I've been quite nervous, but my husband wants this and I think I'm ready to start trying..." She said meekly, laying down on the chair and letting him put her legs up into the stirrups, fastening them in place.

"Its natural to be afraid, sweetheart... don't worry - I'm sure everything will be in tip top shape and you'll be pregnant in no time." He says, chuckling as he slowly pulled her skirt down, revealing the smooth, freshly shaved mound, a slit so tight it was barely visible. He took out a tube of gel from the counter nearby and started rubbing it on the sensitive skin around her slit. "Don't you worry... I'll take really good care of you..." Felicia felt her vision becoming hazy as he rubbed the gel in, trying to speak up and ask for help, her eyelids falling shut before she could.

4 hours later

The sun had long since set, and the receptionist had gone home. Dr. Becker's clinic was closed for the night, save for a single bright light that was turned on in his office, behind drawn shades. Inside lay Felicia - still in a deep slumber, still laying down on the chair. She had been stripped naked, down to her bare skin - with nothing but her long, thigh high socks left on her body. Her nostrils had a long metal hook in them, holding them open. The hook was tied to a rope, looping around the back of her chair to an anal hook that was inside her virgin butthole. The rope was tied tight, holding her in place on the chair. Her legs were still in the stirrups, spread wide open and locked into place. Her hands had been tied tightly behind the chair, conveniently out of the way. Her body was covered in tiny pink bullet vibrators, a pair of them taped on either side of both her nipples and her clit, attached to small remotes that were tucked away inside the hem of her socks. There were three more vibrators buzzing away inside her slit, the wires neatly routed out of her tiny hole. There were four electrodes attached to the smooth outer skin of her labia, each hooked up to some kind of contraption beneath the chair.

Felicia groggily woke up, dazed and confused as she battled to open her eyes because of the light glaring into them. Her mind was hazy, memories slowly returning to her in a broken fashion. Before she could get a grasp on her surroundings, the door opened - and Dr. Becker walked in, with a long, narrow metal rod in his hands. She tried to speak, to call out for help - but her pleas were muffled by the large, bright red ball gag wedged between her jaws. "Good evening Felicia... I hope your slumber was peaceful..."

A dark, heavy feeling settled down inside her gut, stronger than the constant stimulation and discomfort - a feeling that screamed at her to escape. "Mmmphhgg~ nnnghhhh~" she squealed, half moaning as she writhed in her restraints, watching him approach with fear in her eyes. "Because the rest of your evening certainly won't be..." he whispered sinisterly, placing the rounded tip of the rod at the entrance of her urethra. "Mmmmphghh nnnghghhhh MMMPHHH~" she sceamed, trashing in her restraints, desperate to escape this sick game Dr. Becker was playing with her. "We're going to have so much fun together..."

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I hope you get the gist of what I'm looking for tonight. This prompt deals with intense themes of medical-play, rape, anal deflowering, humiliation, orgasm control (both overstimulation and denial), sexual torture, intense pain, bladder control, sounding, and much much more. If any of that makes you uncomfortable, then I'd reckon this isn't the prompt for you. I have a lot of other varied kinks that I can tell you about upon request, which would make the roleplay a lot more enjoyable.

Felicia is just a placeholder for this - I'm happy to discuss who this poor girl is, how she ended up here, and even tweak what happens to her in this office. Also open to discuss why he chose this moment to enact his plans. Is Dr. Becker a serial criminal, having done this to many of his patients? Is this his first time, driven by a special attraction he feels towards Felicia? Perhaps her mother asked him to do this, having some kind of sick arrangement with him. The possibilities are endless.

Don't jump right into the scene, I like to get to know my partner and brainstorm with them a bit to get an understanding of our compatibility before we begin. Tell me a bit about yourself in your first message - your age, your kinks and limits, your writing style and roleplaying experience, and finally any ideas you have for the plot. This is, after all, just an excerpt from a larger overarching story. Above all else however, the only pre-requisite is enthusiasm.

Felicia showed up to her OB/GYN appointment right as scheduled, and waited patiently for Dr. Becker to call her in. She had been visiting him for years now, and just recently had decided to start trying with her husband - so she called ahead and set up a checkup to make sure everything was good to go. He had been her mother's doctor for years before her, and was somewhat of a family figure by now. As she waited, the phone rang, and the receptionist beckoned for her to enter his office.

"Ah yes Felicia.. come on in. I heard you're thinking of trying? I'm so happy for you..." He inquired, getting up and guiding her over to the chair in the centre of the office, with stirrups at one end of it. "Yes doctor... to be honest I've been quite nervous, but my husband wants this and I think I'm ready to start trying..." She said meekly, laying down on the chair and letting him put her legs up into the stirrups, fastening them in place.

"Its natural to be afraid, sweetheart... don't worry - I'm sure everything will be in tip top shape and you'll be pregnant in no time." He says, chuckling as he slowly pulled her skirt down, revealing the smooth, freshly shaved mound, a slit so tight it was barely visible. He took out a tube of gel from the counter nearby and started rubbing it on the sensitive skin around her slit. "Don't you worry... I'll take really good care of you..." Felicia felt her vision becoming hazy as he rubbed the gel in, trying to speak up and ask for help, her eyelids falling shut before she could.

4 hours later

The sun had long since set, and the receptionist had gone home. Dr. Becker's clinic was closed for the night, save for a single bright light that was turned on in his office, behind drawn shades. Inside lay Felicia - still in a deep slumber, still laying down on the chair. She had been stripped naked, down to her bare skin - with nothing but her long, thigh high socks left on her body. Her nostrils had a long metal hook in them, holding them open. The hook was tied to a rope, looping around the back of her chair to an anal hook that was inside her virgin butthole. The rope was tied tight, holding her in place on the chair. Her legs were still in the stirrups, spread wide open and locked into place. Her hands had been tied tightly behind the chair, conveniently out of the way. Her body was covered in tiny pink bullet vibrators, a pair of them taped on either side of both her nipples and her clit, attached to small remotes that were tucked away inside the hem of her socks. There were three more vibrators buzzing away inside her slit, the wires neatly routed out of her tiny hole. There were four electrodes attached to the smooth outer skin of her labia, each hooked up to some kind of contraption beneath the chair.

Felicia groggily woke up, dazed and confused as she battled to open her eyes because of the light glaring into them. Her mind was hazy, memories slowly returning to her in a broken fashion. Before she could get a grasp on her surroundings, the door opened - and Dr. Becker walked in, with a long, narrow metal rod in his hands. She tried to speak, to call out for help - but her pleas were muffled by the large, bright red ball gag wedged between her jaws. "Good evening Felicia... I hope your slumber was peaceful..."

A dark, heavy feeling settled down inside her gut, stronger than the constant stimulation and discomfort - a feeling that screamed at her to escape. "Mmmphhgg~ nnnghhhh~" she squealed, half moaning as she writhed in her restraints, watching him approach with fear in her eyes. "Because the rest of your evening certainly won't be..." he whispered sinisterly, placing the rounded tip of the rod at the entrance of her urethra. "Mmmmphghh nnnghghhhh MMMPHHH~" she sceamed, trashing in her restraints, desperate to escape this sick game Dr. Becker was playing with her. "We're going to have so much fun together..."

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I hope you get the gist of what I'm looking for tonight. This prompt deals with intense themes of medical-play, rape, anal deflowering, humiliation, orgasm control (both overstimulation and denial), sexual torture, intense pain, bladder control, sounding, and much much more. If any of that makes you uncomfortable, then I'd reckon this isn't the prompt for you. I have a lot of other varied kinks that I can tell you about upon request, which would make the roleplay a lot more enjoyable.

Felicia is just a placeholder for this - I'm happy to discuss who this poor girl is, how she ended up here, and even tweak what happens to her in this office. Also open to discuss why he chose this moment to enact his plans. Is Dr. Becker a serial criminal, having done this to many of his patients? Is this his first time, driven by a special attraction he feels towards Felicia? Perhaps her mother asked him to do this, having some kind of sick arrangement with him. The possibilities are endless.

Don't jump right into the scene, I like to get to know my partner and brainstorm with them a bit to get an understanding of our compatibility before we begin. Tell me a bit about yourself in your first message - your age, your kinks and limits, your writing style and roleplaying experience, and finally any ideas you have for the plot. This is, after all, just an excerpt from a larger overarching story. Above all else however, the only pre-requisite is enthusiasm.

Felicia showed up to her OB/GYN appointment right as scheduled, and waited patiently for Dr. Becker to call her in. She had been visiting him for years now, and just recently had decided to start trying for a child with her husband - so she called ahead and set up a checkup to make sure everything was good to go. He had been her mother's doctor for years before her, and was somewhat of a family figure by now. As she waited, the phone rang, and the receptionist beckoned for her to enter his office.

"Ah yes Felicia.. come on in. I heard you're thinking of having a child? I'm so happy for you..." He inquired, getting up and guiding her over to the chair in the centre of the office, with stirrups at one end of it. "Yes doctor... to be honest I've been quite nervous, but my husband wants this and I think I'm ready to start trying..." She said meekly, laying down on the chair and letting him put her legs up into the stirrups, fastening them in place.

"Its natural to be afraid, sweetheart... don't worry - I'm sure everything will be in tip top shape and you'll be pregnant in no time." He says, chuckling as he slowly pulled her skirt down, revealing the smooth, freshly shaved mound, a slit so tight it was barely visible. He took out a tube of gel from the counter nearby and started rubbing it on the sensitive skin around her slit. "Don't you worry... I'll take really good care of you..." Felicia felt her vision becoming hazy as he rubbed the gel in, trying to speak up and ask for help, her eyelids falling shut before she could.

4 hours later

The sun had long since set, and the receptionist had gone home. Dr. Becker's clinic was closed for the night, save for a single bright light that was turned on in his office, behind drawn shades. Inside lay Felicia - still in a deep slumber, still laying down on the chair. She had been stripped naked, down to her bare skin - with nothing but her long, thigh high socks left on her body. Her nostrils had a long metal hook in them, holding them open. The hook was tied to a rope, looping around the back of her chair to an anal hook that was inside her virgin butthole. The rope was tied tight, holding her in place on the chair. Her legs were still in the stirrups, spread wide open and locked into place. Her hands had been tied tightly behind the chair, conveniently out of the way. Her body was covered in tiny pink bullet vibrators, a pair of them taped on either side of both her nipples and her clit, attached to small remotes that were tucked away inside the hem of her socks. There were three more vibrators buzzing away inside her slit, the wires neatly routed out of her tiny hole. There were four electrodes attached to the smooth outer skin of her labia, each hooked up to some kind of contraption beneath the chair.

Felicia groggily woke up, dazed and confused as she battled to open her eyes because of the light glaring into them. Her mind was hazy, memories slowly returning to her in a broken fashion. Before she could get a grasp on her surroundings, the door opened - and Dr. Becker walked in, with a long, narrow metal rod in his hands. She tried to speak, to call out for help - but her pleas were muffled by the large, bright red ball gag wedged between her jaws. "Good evening Felicia... I hope your slumber was peaceful..."

A dark, heavy feeling settled down inside her gut, stronger than the constant stimulation and discomfort - a feeling that screamed at her to escape. "Mmmphhgg~ nnnghhhh~" she squealed, half moaning as she writhed in her restraints, watching him approach with fear in her eyes. "Because the rest of your evening certainly won't be..." he whispered sinisterly, placing the rounded tip of the rod at the entrance of her urethra. "Mmmmphghh nnnghghhhh MMMPHHH~" she sceamed, trashing in her restraints, desperate to escape this sick game Dr. Becker was playing with her. "We're going to have so much fun together..."

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I hope you get the gist of what I'm looking for tonight. This prompt deals with intense themes of medical-play, rape, anal deflowering, humiliation, orgasm control (both overstimulation and denial), sexual torture, intense pain, bladder control, sounding, and much much more. If any of that makes you uncomfortable, then I'd reckon this isn't the prompt for you. I have a lot of other varied kinks that I can tell you about upon request, which would make the roleplay a lot more enjoyable.

Felicia is just a placeholder for this - I'm happy to discuss who this poor girl is, how she ended up here, and even tweak what happens to her in this office. Also open to discuss why he chose this moment to enact his plans. Is Dr. Becker a serial criminal, having done this to many of his patients? Is this his first time, driven by a special attraction he feels towards Felicia? Perhaps her mother asked him to do this, having some kind of sick arrangement with him. The possibilities are endless.

Don't jump right into the scene, I like to get to know my partner and brainstorm with them a bit to get an understanding of our compatibility before we begin. Tell me a bit about yourself in your first message - your age, your kinks and limits, your writing style and roleplaying experience, and finally any ideas you have for the plot. This is, after all, just an excerpt from a larger overarching story. Above all else however, the only pre-requisite is enthusiasm.

The van was bustling with energy as the sun went down, the group still hours away from their destination. After a hard semester of college, the girls were on their way to Florida for spring break to get some well earned relaxation. "Oh stop worrying so much, girls - I'm sure the country road will be safe, plus it'll save us like half a day of travel" shouted Sarah, the busty blonde up front in the drivers seat. "Yeah but why take the risk? Its only a couple hours longer..." muttered Leah, the petite nerdy redhead, who had heard horror stories about pretty young girls getting lost travelling cross-country.

"Who cares how we get there... the journey is what matters the most" said Emma - a gorgeous brunette with J cup udders stuffed into way too small of a bra, and nothing else - smirking and half moaning as her Asian girlfriend Maya peppered her neck with kisses, the group jeering them on as they made out in the back seat. "It's not that deep ladies, just sit back and enjoy the ride.." Alexis had her window open, smoking up a joint to pass the time, her heavily tattooed breasts heaving and falling inside her corset as she took a deep puff. Amidst all the chaos, Camila pulled out her earphones - hearing a siren ringing faintly in the background. "I think we're being pulled over, ladies..."

"Shit, shit, shit... ok everyone just shut up - SHUT UP, I'll handle this." Sarah hiked up her skirt and urgently applied lipstick, squeezing her shoulders together to accentuate her cleavage as she heard footsteps approaching, red and blue lights shining on her face. "Hello officer, we're sooo sorry we were going over the speed limit... can you let us off with a warning? Pleaseee?"

2 Hours Later

"h-he-help" Sara sputtered, her vision dimming - body strewn across the my windshield. Her dress was in tatters, her tits bruised and bloodied - covered in deep red welts from my belt, and her cunt hanging wide open - oozing cum onto the hood.

To her side, Alexis was slumped against the tire, her head hanging limp and her throat a deep shade of purple. Her corset was covered in her belly hurl, and her tits had cigar burns from the joint I had snuffed out on her pale, white skin as I raped her throat.

Camila was on her knees and elbows, her limbs fashioned into a bitchsuit using duct tape and gagged with her friends' soaked panties. Her tight little rectum was torn and bleeding, cum flowing down her inner thigh: a result of taking my dry cock forcefully up her ass until she blacked out from the pain. Next to her was Maya, her hands cuffed tightly behind her back and degrading slurs written all over her body with a sharpie, quietly sobbing as she ate the cum out of Camila's butt.

Emma lay spread eagled in front of the car, having suffered the worst fate of them all. Her massive udders hooked up to the cars battery with jumper cables. Her tits were deeply burnt, and her pulse had long since vanished. Her limbs were broken in various places with a baton, which now rested deep down her throat.

By the back of the car was Leah, impaled on my cock, spurting cum directly into her womb. She was by far the prettiest of the group, and would have a baby brewing inside her right about now if not for her pretty little face having been smashed against the edge of the trunk about half a dozen times as I raped her. I slowly caught my breath after dumping my 10th load of the night, and looked around - it was time to dispose off of these sluts.

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I hope you get the gist of what I'm looking for tonight. This prompt deals with intense themes of misogyny, humiliation, racism, violence, toiletplay, snuff and much much more. If any of that makes you uncomfortable, this probably isn't your cup of tea. If what I've written above gets your cunt gushing however... then we might just be the same type of sick and twisted people.

I'm happy to discuss who these girls are, and modify each of their appearances for us to enjoy their horrible fates. That being said, I have a soft spot for troubled, traumatised girls. I adore using their vulnerabilities to humiliate and degrade them before picking the most ironic way to torture and rape them. In fact, I would prefer if we pick our cast of unfortunate sluts on our own - customising them to our mutual liking.

Necessary kinks: Misogyny, Rape, personalised humiliation, dry raw painal, brutal throatfucking, snuff, physical mental and emotional torture, violent beatings. If any of these turn you off, then this probably isn't the prompt for you - but feel free to try and convince me otherwise. I have a lot of other varied kinks that I can tell you about upon request, which would make the roleplay a lot more enjoyable.

Don't jump right into the scene, no matter how eager you are to begin. Tell me a bit about yourself in your first message - 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.

Felicia showed up to her OB/GYN appointment right as scheduled, and waited patiently for Dr. Becker to call her in. She had been visiting him for years now, and just recently had decided to start trying with her husband - so she called ahead and set up a checkup to make sure everything was good to go. He had been her mother's doctor for years before her, and was somewhat of a family figure by now. As she waited, the phone rang, and the receptionist beckoned for her to enter his office.

"Ah yes Felicia.. come on in. I heard you're thinking of trying? I'm so happy for you..." He inquired, getting up and guiding her over to the chair in the centre of the office, with stirrups at one end of it. "Yes doctor... to be honest I've been quite nervous, but my husband wants this and I think I'm ready to start trying..." She said meekly, laying down on the chair and letting him put her legs up into the stirrups, fastening them in place.

"Its natural to be afraid, sweetheart... don't worry - I'm sure everything will be in tip top shape and you'll be pregnant in no time." He says, chuckling as he slowly pulled her skirt down, revealing the smooth, freshly shaved mound, a slit so tight it was barely visible. He took out a tube of gel from the counter nearby and started rubbing it on the sensitive skin around her slit. "Don't you worry... I'll take really good care of you..." Felicia felt her vision becoming hazy as he rubbed the gel in, trying to speak up and ask for help, her eyelids falling shut before she could.

4 hours later

The sun had long since set, and the receptionist had gone home. Dr. Becker's clinic was closed for the night, save for a single bright light that was turned on in his office, behind drawn shades. Inside lay Felicia - still in a deep slumber, still laying down on the chair. She had been stripped naked, down to her bare skin - with nothing but her long, thigh high socks left on her body. Her nostrils had a long metal hook in them, holding them open. The hook was tied to a rope, looping around the back of her chair to an anal hook that was inside her virgin butthole. The rope was tied tight, holding her in place on the chair. Her legs were still in the stirrups, spread wide open and locked into place. Her hands had been tied tightly behind the chair, conveniently out of the way. Her body was covered in tiny pink bullet vibrators, a pair of them taped on either side of both her nipples and her clit, attached to small remotes that were tucked away inside the hem of her socks. There were three more vibrators buzzing away inside her slit, the wires neatly routed out of her tiny hole. There were four electrodes attached to the smooth outer skin of her labia, each hooked up to some kind of contraption beneath the chair.

Felicia groggily woke up, dazed and confused as she battled to open her eyes because of the light glaring into them. Her mind was hazy, memories slowly returning to her in a broken fashion. Before she could get a grasp on her surroundings, the door opened - and Dr. Becker walked in, with a long, narrow metal rod in his hands. She tried to speak, to call out for help - but her pleas were muffled by the large, bright red ball gag wedged between her jaws. "Good evening Felicia... I hope your slumber was peaceful..."

A dark, heavy feeling settled down inside her gut, stronger than the constant stimulation and discomfort - a feeling that screamed at her to escape. "Mmmphhgg~ nnnghhhh~" she squealed, half moaning as she writhed in her restraints, watching him approach with fear in her eyes. "Because the rest of your evening certainly won't be..." he whispered sinisterly, placing the rounded tip of the rod at the entrance of her urethra. "Mmmmphghh nnnghghhhh MMMPHHH~" she sceamed, trashing in her restraints, desperate to escape this sick game Dr. Becker was playing with her. "We're going to have so much fun together..."

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I hope you get the gist of what I'm looking for tonight. This prompt deals with intense themes of medical-play, rape, anal deflowering, humiliation, orgasm control (both overstimulation and denial), sexual torture, intense pain, bladder control, sounding, and much much more. If any of that makes you uncomfortable, then I'd reckon this isn't the prompt for you. I have a lot of other varied kinks that I can tell you about upon request, which would make the roleplay a lot more enjoyable.

Felicia is just a placeholder for this - I'm happy to discuss who this poor girl is, how she ended up here, and even tweak what happens to her in this office. Also open to discuss why he chose this moment to enact his plans. Is Dr. Becker a serial criminal, having done this to many of his patients? Is this his first time, driven by a special attraction he feels towards Felicia? Perhaps her mother asked him to do this, having some kind of sick arrangement with him. The possibilities are endless.

Don't jump right into the scene, I like to get to know my partner and brainstorm with them a bit to get an understanding of our compatibility before we begin. Tell me a bit about yourself in your first message - your age, your kinks and limits, your writing style and roleplaying experience, and finally any ideas you have for the plot. This is, after all, just an excerpt from a larger overarching story. Above all else however, the only pre-requisite is enthusiasm.

The van was bustling with energy as the sun went down, the group still hours away from their destination. After a hard semester of college, the girls were on their way to Florida for spring break to get some well earned relaxation. "Oh stop worrying so much, girls - I'm sure the country road will be safe, plus it'll save us like half a day of travel" shouted Sarah, the busty blonde up front in the drivers seat. "Yeah but why take the risk? Its only a couple hours longer..." muttered Leah, the petite nerdy redhead, who had heard horror stories about pretty young girls getting lost travelling cross-country.

"Who cares how we get there... the journey is what matters the most" said Emma - a gorgeous brunette with J cup udders stuffed into way too small of a bra, and nothing else - smirking and half moaning as her Asian girlfriend Maya peppered her neck with kisses, the group jeering them on as they made out in the back seat. "It's not that deep ladies, just sit back and enjoy the ride.." Alexis had her window open, smoking up a joint to pass the time, her heavily tattooed breasts heaving and falling inside her corset as she took a deep puff. Amidst all the chaos, Camila pulled out her earphones - hearing a siren ringing faintly in the background. "I think we're being pulled over, ladies..."

"Shit, shit, shit... ok everyone just shut up - SHUT UP, I'll handle this." Sarah hiked up her skirt and urgently applied lipstick, squeezing her shoulders together to accentuate her cleavage as she heard footsteps approaching, red and blue lights shining on her face. "Hello officer, we're sooo sorry we were going over the speed limit... can you let us off with a warning? Pleaseee?"

2 Hours Later

"h-he-help" Sara sputtered, her vision dimming - body strewn across the my windshield. Her dress was in tatters, her tits bruised and bloodied - covered in deep red welts from my belt, and her cunt hanging wide open - oozing cum onto the hood.

To her side, Alexis was slumped against the tire, her head hanging limp and her throat a deep shade of purple. Her corset was covered in her belly hurl, and her tits had cigar burns from the joint I had snuffed out on her pale, white skin as I raped her throat.

Camila was on her knees and elbows, her limbs fashioned into a bitchsuit using duct tape and gagged with her friends' soaked panties. Her tight little rectum was torn and bleeding, cum flowing down her inner thigh: a result of taking my dry cock forcefully up her ass until she blacked out from the pain. Next to her was Maya, her hands cuffed tightly behind her back and degrading slurs written all over her body with a sharpie, quietly sobbing as she ate the cum out of Camila's butt.

Emma lay spread eagled in front of the car, having suffered the worst fate of them all. Her massive udders hooked up to the cars battery with jumper cables. Her tits were deeply burnt, and her pulse had long since vanished. Her limbs were broken in various places with a baton, which now rested deep down her throat.

By the back of the car was Leah, impaled on my cock, spurting cum directly into her womb. She was by far the prettiest of the group, and would have a baby brewing inside her right about now if not for her pretty little face having been smashed against the edge of the trunk about half a dozen times as I raped her. I slowly caught my breath after dumping my 10th load of the night, and looked around - it was time to dispose off of these sluts.

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I hope you get the gist of what I'm looking for tonight. This prompt deals with intense themes of misogyny, humiliation, racism, violence, toiletplay, snuff and much much more. If any of that makes you uncomfortable, this probably isn't your cup of tea. If what I've written above gets your cunt gushing however... then we might just be the same type of sick and twisted people.

I'm happy to discuss who these girls are, and modify each of their appearances for us to enjoy their horrible fates. That being said, I have a soft spot for troubled, traumatised girls. I adore using their vulnerabilities to humiliate and degrade them before picking the most ironic way to torture and rape them. In fact, I would prefer if we pick our cast of unfortunate sluts on our own - customising them to our mutual liking.

Necessary kinks: Misogyny, Rape, personalised humiliation, dry raw painal, brutal throatfucking, snuff, physical mental and emotional torture, violent beatings. If any of these turn you off, then this probably isn't the prompt for you - but feel free to try and convince me otherwise. I have a lot of other varied kinks that I can tell you about upon request, which would make the roleplay a lot more enjoyable.

Don't jump right into the scene, no matter how eager you are to begin. Tell me a bit about yourself in your first message - 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.