Honestly I was truly surprised to open my DM’s and have a message from you. The head cheerleader. Probably the most recognizable and popular woman on campus. But there it was. All it said was could I come over Friday afternoon to help you with your biology paper. I didn’t even know you knew we were in the same class!

So when Friday came I nervously took an Uber down to Sorority Row and knocked on your door. You answered, looking as beautiful and put together as always. A classically beautiful woman.

You smiled and welcomed me up to your room on the top floor of the house. Some of your sorority sisters, and fellow cheerleaders, looked at me with disapproval. I wasn’t the kind of woman who pledged. Not because I didn’t want to though.

In your room, the shelves were filled with awards and honors, pictures of you and your friends, and of course your boyfriend, the number one running back in the country.

You sat down on your bed and beckoned me to follow. I did, nervously. That’s when you looked me in the eyes and said, “I don’t need your help with my biology paper. But what I do need is your help with my boyfriend.” I looked at you with surprise. I had seen you two in public and you always looked so happy.

That’s when you confided in me that your religious beliefs keep you from meeting his primal needs. You vowed to God to remain pure for marriage, and that means that you won’t do anything more than kiss.

I was surprised. I didn’t know what to say. That’s when you said, “I want you to be his pleasure toy.” I was silent, stunned. You continued. “I will always be there. You will never kiss him. But otherwise he can, and will, do anything he wants with you. You would be helping him, me and the school. You want us all to do well don’t you? We have a shot at the national title this year.”

After what felt like an eternity I slowly began to nod my head. You continued. “Of course no one can ever know. We will meet at a hotel downtown. And I will of course get you into all of the best parties for helping us out. Maybe even find you a boyfriend.”

***I want to play the kind of girl who gets overlooked in college. Overweight? Girl next door? Alt/goth? Poor?

I want to enter into an agreement that sounds like something I can handle, something fun, but that turns much darker. Your boyfriend has kinks you didn’t disclose. Is rougher. Meaner. Maybe you get jealous and help him take it out on me. Maybe you get me a boyfriend just to make me put your boyfriends needs first.

My kinks are varied but include non and dub con, size gaps, attractiveness gaps, interracial, throat fucking, gagging, choking, tears, anal, painal, collars and leashes, clothing control and so so much more

Limits are underage, scat, blood, incest, vomit and smells

I only play in PM’s;)