Request 4: 3rd person. College cheerleader who was a bitch in HS to a guy. He sees her drunk at a bar and he brings her back to his house and rapes her. -Knicks
"We're good right?" Her final repetition brought him back to the present. Her words weren't anything to live by and especially weren't welcome to him. "Right," he lies as he didn't listen to a word she said. Why would he? Slut's licked so many assholes that all she speaks is shit, Probably. Whore. "Good," she smiles as she leaves down the field and rejoins her group of slag-whores. "Bitches," he whispers as he takes lead back to our dorm room.
"Watching the sunset or something, fag?" I ask as he enters the room. "Grab a control, bitch, we're playing Minecraft." He drops his bag near our heaped table of random shit and drops to my side. After playing a while, I notice something's off. "The fuck, you scrub, stop fucking around," I tell him as he continues punching wood with a stone axe in his hotbar. Something was on his mind. "We'll be good, dude," I try the consoling approach. "Just 3 years of gaming, parties and fucking bitches," I laugh as I sip my V. "I don't think I'm in the mood," he stands, moves and drops onto his pussyboy bottom-bunk. "The fuck," I feel offended as he leaves and sign out his account. "Fag."
After some hours, not sure how long, I hear him stand move to his wardrobe. "You off?" I ask without looking back at him. "For a drink," he tells me as he's gone before I know it. A group of old friends notice him and talk shit as he moves to his car and opens the door. He looks back toward his dorm room and nods before climbing into his seat and shutting the door, letting out a sigh and holding there for a moment. He throws on his seatbelt and starts the engine.
Walking into the bar, he notices the bitch right away in a back corner of the room. Talking with some friends and acting like the annoying cunt she is. Only this time, 10 times sluttier. Whore is off her rocks. I walk in and sit at a stool, calling for a shot to start my night off with.
Throughout the night, I can't help but look back to her and wonder what I would give to take my revenge. I can't do anything drastic. I don't want to do anything too tame. I want to abuse her and make her feel less than human. Something much worse than she did to me. I drink for an hour and let the wrath build inside me. I figure to corner her while she's alone.
"Where's your friends?" I ask her as we both sit side-by-side in the back of the bar. She answers back but I really don't give a fuck. I nod and agree for minutes until it doesn't feel like they'll be coming back. Terrible to suggest but he was wasted. And she wasn't doing any better. Struggling to hold even a sentence. No one would miss this bitch. Not even the cheer squad. It's likely most of those bitches want to take her place anyway. He abandons all sense of mind and calls her to the bench for another drink. "Fuck," he slurs his word. He pretends to slap his pockets and find his waller. "S'ok" she responds in her wasted-whorebitch voice and reaches for her own. "No, no," he implies as he leads outside. The dumb bitch follows. "Backup," he tells her as he moves toward his car and pretends to search his passenger seat. "Y'know, you're fun," she does what she can to show surprise on her slutfuck face. "Anywhere here," he lies. After a moment, she asks, "You need help?" "Yeah," he tells her, "Just a, sort of, pouch. Like a little pouch of money." He lets her take the passenger seat and punches the fuck out of her skull as she searches. She drops. She begins to bleed. He moves around her body to sit up and shuts the door, leaving her belt off. He runs across to the other side and almost trips. He climbs into the driver's seat and tales off back home.
He parks and finds what he can to clean the mess. He tidies her all except for the bruise on her face. He gets out of the vehicle and opens her side. He shakes her awake and she follows him out. "You knocked your head. Let's get back inside," he explains. She holds her head in her palm as he ushers her toward his dorm. There was nobody to see, fortunately. He opens the door to our room and enters. "Any whores," I ask as I turn up to see them. "Woah. Daph?" "Wha-" they both show confusion. "You wanna do something for me? Turn around and don't worry about it," he tells me as he rushes to the corner and pulls out questionable shit from the corner. "Hey," she starts to show worry. He shoves his cumrags in her mouth and throws her to the floor before taping her mouth shut. "Your nose is next, bitch, if you start screaming. I will kill you if you make me." "Hey, man," i stand and hold my head as I struggle to play along. "This is that whore," he explains to me. I know who he's talking about so that at least gives me a reason. "It's all good, she won't remember," he continues as he ties her up into a neat little bundle of meat to use. He pulls out his cock which forces me to shut my eyes. "Turn around," he growls at me. "Play Cod, turn it up." I return to my station and do as he says. All the while I can hear him slapping his cock on her face and laughing at her.
He pressed the tip against her closed eyeball and toyed the foreskin in her nose. He dropped his balls over her head, teabagged her and rested them on her nose, restricting her breathing to almost nothing. I could hear her struggle which only made me more concerned for the trouble we'll find, but it also gave me a boner to hear how he was treating her. "You fucking slut," he grits his teeth as he spanked her ass red. "Bitchwhore, slutfuck, fuckmeat, worthless, cumwhore." The more he degraded her, the more I leaked from my own cock. For hours, I heard them going at it, and she stayed reluctant the entire time. He fucked her relentlessly until he came, and then he did it again.
He spanked and slapped her all over until she bled from both sets of cheeks. He busted her lip with his fist, rubbed his cock in her blood and shoved it up her ass. She bled and couldn't help her muffled screams when he went in her ass. He came again and again and when he couldn't cum anymore, he shoved things in her holes as placeholder. He pissed on her when he needed it and spit on her when he felt a buildup. It's been days now but I'm waiting for officials to bust down that door.
-Dragon