I am 18 and all participants and characters must be 18

"Would you please go with me? Please!? I don't want to go alone!", she begged me over text, the same message she'd been asking since last night. I love Shyanne, but she can honestly be a pain in the ass most of the time. This time, she wanted me to go with her to some party where some guy she has a crush on is going to be. I roll my eyes as I read the 100th message of her begging me to go. I don't really have any plans tonight, I'd feel better going with her knowing she'd be safe, and plus it'd get me out of the house.

"Ok. I'll go. Damn. You fucking owe me bitch." I finally relent as I reply to her. I don't get to put my phone down before she's replying back, message after message spamming my phone.

"THANK YOU!!! I LOVE YOU!!! YOU'RE THE BEST!!!" she replied over and over, telling me how much fun it'll be and that she'll pick me up that night.

I put my phone down and lay in bed, the thing I hate about making plans is it feels like it pauses my whole day. So, I ended up not doing much besides trying on different outfits. I decided that a black long sleeve dress was the best I had, the skirt of the dress barely covered my ass, it buttoned at the front and that barely held in my cleavage. Underneath, I wore a pair of pink lace pair of panties and bra, and I wore some white thigh high stockings, and a pair of flats. The last touch to my outfit was a thin black choker necklace.

Once I was dressed, I checked to make sure my outfit was cute, it was. I fixed my hair, checked my make-up, and waited for her to come and pick me up. It was around 8:00 PM when she text me that she was outside my house. I grabbed my phone, I didn't bother to take my wallet or purse with me, I wouldn't need them. I text my parents that I was heading out with Shyanne and I'd be back late, but it didn't matter since they were out of town for the weekend anyway.

I stepped out of my house, locked the front door, slipping the key underneath a rock outside before I walked towards the street out front. That's when I noticed that Shyanne wasn't the one driving, out in the street was an older pickup truck, the paint was faded, I could hear the engine running loudly, it was lifted, and it had all kinds of "political stickers". I thought for a moment that this was some stupid prank set up by the guys from school, but then I heard Shyanne's voice calling out from the window of the truck.

"Hey! Lynn!!! Get in! We're already late!" she yelled out the window, waving at me to come to her. So, I did, I walked over to the truck and the door opened. Shyanne was sitting there with a smile on her face, then I looked behind her and saw a familiar face. It was one of the guys we'd shit talk because they were those annoying red pill MAGA idiots who thought saying slurs and acting stupid was the funniest thing ever. He didn't seem that interested in me because he took one look at me and then he turned his head to face forward.

Shyanne scooted over towards the middle of the seat, I stepped up into the truck, and closed the door behind me. Once I'd buckled up, he drove off, first getting onto the freeway, and then driving us to the edge of town. Then he pulled off and drove onto a dirt road, driving us into the woods. I had no idea where the fuck we were going, so I grabbed her arm and I whispered in her ear.

"What the fuck? Where the Hell are we going? I thought you said we were going to a party?!" I was annoyed, a little nervous because I had no idea where we were going since it was dark out.

Shyanne looked back at me confused and said, "I thought I told you, we were going to go to a bonfire out in the woods? Hunter's friends are having a party- bonfire in their backyard since someone's brother came back from the Army."

I stared back at her blankly, she never said any of this, I never knew anything about this, and I didn't want to be out here. I rolled my eyes and pressed myself against the door because I just didn't want to be around her at the moment. I guess she got the message and she shut up and we all sat in silence the rest of the drive. The only sounds we all heard was the creaking of the metal frame of the truck as it bounced up and down on the dirt road. We drove further into the woods with only the light of the headlights allowing us to see a few feet in front of us. Eventually, I could see a faint orange light breaking through the trees, it slowly grew brighter and brighter.

I could see the flames of the bonfire rising up in the air, the shadows of a group of people standing around. We drove behind a couple other trucks parked together, finding an empty spot. We parked and got out of the truck, it wasn't even a five minutes that we arrived that Shyanne and her crush took off by themselves, leaving me alone. I stood around, not knowing what to do. It's not like I could just walk back home, so I looked around at the other trucks and realized that I was in the wrong place. One each truck was some kind of bullshit stereotype that you'd expect, a Confederate Flag, a "Lets Go Brandon" sticker, a Trump Flag, etc. I didn't want to be here, I was dragged out here against my will, but I just had to hope she'd want to go home soon too.

I walked towards the bonfire, walking past a couple people, and as I looked around I could see that there was a lot of attention focused on me. I did my best to avoid making any kind of eye contact, I knew that if I did that someone would walk up and try to talk to me. I kept my head down and walked off to the edge of the bonfire, where it was still warm, the light of the fire wasn't too bright, and where I could keep an eye out for Shyanne, for when she came back from wherever she was. I leaned against a tree behind me, pulled out my phone, and that's when I noticed it.

I had no fucking signal, not a single bar, not even that weird "E" signal you'd get when you were almost in range of a tower. This was going to make this night even worse, I couldn't text a friend, watch a video, listen to music. I turned my phone off and looked around, most of the people were busy drinking and talking to each other. That's when I made eye contact with someone I tried my best to always avoid.

Eddie Hunt, a guy in my college class, if you were to ask yourself what a Trump supporter looked like, then Eddie was the template. He tall about 6', overweight probably pushing 250 lbs, he wrestled for the team, short brown hair, brown eyes, and his whole personality was being a racist piece of shit. I remember he'd asked me out a few years ago, but I turned him down. Nothing mean or embarrassing, just told him he wasn't my type. I guess, he didn't like that answer and, so, he spent the past few years harassing me with his friends, spreading rumors about me, and just trying his hardest to make my life miserable.

I broke eye contact first, pretending to check my phone. I cursed Shyanne for forcing me to come out to this fucking bullshit. I pretended to be busy on my phone, ten minutes passed, then twenty, and then half an hour had passed. I was started to get bored, tired, and I just wanted to be back home in bed. I guess while I was distracted both of them had walked back towards his truck. I heard a truck engine start, and when I looked in the direction we parked, I could see the truck we came in backing out. I started to walk towards that direction, staring at the truck in disbelief. There was no way that she was going to leave me her for some guy she just met.

As the truck pulled forward and started to drive down the dirt road out from where we came, I started to run, waving my hands, and shouting at them. By the time I had reached the dirt road we drove in on, they were driving off. I stood there shouting at them as the tail lights faded into the blackness of the forest.

"SHY!!! SHYANNE!!! YOU CAN'T BE FUCKING SERIOUS YOU STUPID BITCH!" I screamed as loud as I could. I pulled my phone up and I started desperately trying to call her, but my phone didn't ring. I'd already forgot that I had no signal. I just stood there, staring down the now pitch black dirt road. I was stuck out here, in the middle of the night, no friends, no way to call anyone, and I had no idea where I was anyway.

Just then a cold breeze swept up, catching me off guard. It was cold this far away from the bonfire, and I wasn't dressed to be out like this in the first place. I checked my phone again and I realized that I had killed my battery by pretending to be on it this whole time, not to mention I didn't charge it before I'd left home. I could see the small 8% charge left in the corner. I was frozen, in both fear and anger, I did not know what I could or should do.

I didn't hear or see you walk up, but when I heard your voice, I jumped.

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Hello!

I hope you liked my prompt! Sorry if it was a bit of a long read, but I really wanted to give you an idea of how I write, so I hope this gave you a good idea.

Now, let me explain to you the basis of this prompt, what I'm looking for, and where we can go from here.

This prompt is going to about myself out in the woods at a bonfire with a bunch of people I'm not comfortable being around. Your characters, yes I would like you to play more than one character, first will be the older brother back from the Army, feel free to think of a description for yourself, and the younger brother Eddie, but also their group of friends, and family. The idea of this prompt is that I, will be playing a Liberal Goth Girl and you will be the MAGA Proud Boy Racist, etc etc men who teach me a lesson. I would like the brother to at first, be kind, polite, offer me a ride to his trailer nearby to charge up my phone, but his plan is to get me alone, so he can teach me a lesson. Once he's had his fun, Eddie can come in and see what's happening and want to join in, then it becomes a gang bang, etc etc.

I don't want this story to be a one off, but to be a long term roleplay. During the gang bang, they take pictures, videos, and when they're done. They drop me off at home and remind me if I say anything, they'll spread everything online, to my family, and all over the school. They'll tell everyone I wanted this to happen. Once they blackmail me, they started making me dress up for them, using those outfits to degrade and humilate me, etc etc.

If you think that you'd be interested in this roleplay, please send me a Reddit Chat, my preferred way to message. I may reply to a Private Message, if it's more than just a "Hello. Let's roleplay." GIVE ME SOME DETAIL!!! PUT AN EFFORT INTO YOUR FIRST MESSAGE TO ME PLEASE!

Also, please don't just start off from where I left off with the prompt. The above story will be the starter, but I'd love to chat first and figure out a few things before we start.

Let me share my kink and limits.

KINKS:

non-consensual, consensual non-consent, rough sex, name calling, degradation, humiliation, blackmail, mind control, outfit control, knife play, gun play, body writing, free use, breeding, forced, forced orgasm, orgasm denial, edging, dildos, monsters, monster fucking, monster cocks, monster balls, height difference, size difference, race play, gang bang, gang rape, asphyxiation play, breath play, ice play, wax play, torture, abuse, BDSM, shibari, rope play, beast, older men, younger female, scratching, punching, biting, lip biting, spit play, cum play, piss play, water sports, somnophilia, ugly bastard, NTR, netorare, cheating, cucking, hairpulling, spanking, nipple play, breast play, throat fucking, skull fucking, oviposition,

LIMITS:

No poop, no scat, no feet, no sounding (male or female), no diaper play,

I hope to hear from you!