Doesn’t look like my friend’s spare bedroom, and it definitely isn’t mine. You rolled off the side of the queen size mattress, stretching your arms toward the ceiling, gazing around your surroundings. Though you were somewhere you didn’t recognize, you e chamber

Cardboard boxes littered the floor, but you paid them no attention as you passed by a decently sized study desk out the bedroom door, finding yourself in a hallway lined with doors that looked similar to the one you just walked through. Hm, strange. Doesn’t look like any house I’m familiar with. You thought to yourself as you hesitantly walked down the hallway, peering at each door for signs of a bathroom. “Hello?” Your voice bounced down the hallway and to your relief another door on your right opened.

A petite, yet busty blonde wearing what best could be described as strands of fabric for clothes walked out in flip-flops. Adjusting her unbelievably skimpy bikini that really only covered her nipples and sex, her expression brightened as she noticed you. “Oh hi!” She squealed in a high-pitched voice, extending a hand, not even caring that the action allowed a nipple slip. “You must be the new girl! I’m Holli, nice to meet you!”

“Oh, uh hi.” You answered back with a stammer, shaking her hand half-heartedly as you glanced this girl up and down, wondering if she was even remotely aware of what she was wearing. “Um where am I? And do you know where the bathroom is?”

“Your new home silly! And bathroom’s just two more doors down, on your left. Well I gotta make a DP appointment, I’ll see you later!” She poked you affectionately before making a dash for the staircase, her ass jiggling all the way. Following her directions you found the bathroom and pushed the door open and walked inside, turning on the light as you did so-

“OH WHAT THE FUCK!” You shouted out loud, finding another college girl, brunette this time, lying on the ground in a puddle of cum, her chest heaving from exhaustion as she blinked herself awake. “Excuse me, are you okay?” You sputtered, kneeling down beside her as you examined her bruises and choke marks. “I’m going to call the police, alright, just wait here until I-“

Her hand shot up, grabbing your wrist, preventing you from leaving. “No it’s fine. I’m more than fine.” She grinned up at you, licking her cum-stained fingers as she sighed satisfactorily. “You can take a shower if you want, I’m just going to lay here for a bit.” She murmured, tilting her head back against the heated floor before paying you no more attention.

But you never did. Instead, you scurried back to your bedroom and found your cell phone and dialed your home phone number, anxiously twirling your finger in your hair as your mom picked up with a warm familiar greeting, “Hello?”

“Mom! Mom! It’s me, ________! Listen I’m at-“ You paused, realizing that you weren’t even sure where you were but then you continued nonetheless. “Never mind, I’ll find out where I am soon enough, just get me out of here as soon as you can, please?”

But your mother’s voice turned cold, filling your heart with dread. “Excuse me, who is this?”

“Your daughter! ________!”

“We don’t have a daughter ma’am. We never have.”

“Of course you do! Mom this isn’t funny!”

“No, we don’t. Don’t call this number again or we’ll call the police.” And there was a loud dial tone.

What were you going to do now?

My 9th prompt. Something I wrote up with more of a school setting as I didn’t have one. Still a work in progress, but what I have is pretty good so far, or so I’d like to think. DPP profile and kinks below, including my past prompts.

[https://www.reddit.com/r/DPPprofiles/comments/3uj1vc/22m_cleaning_up_before_i_dirty_it_up_again/]