This is a reupload as I’ve deleted my old account to gain a better username.

[ALL CHARACTERS ARE 20 . THIS IS SET IN A COUNTRY WHERE ALCOHOL IS LEGAL 18 LOL]

[THIS IS ALSO 100% FICTION!!]

CHARACTERS: Darrell (rapist), Riley (victim)

More info on Darrell is on my f-list.

https://www.f-list.net/c/darrell the tamer

KINKS: Drunk, Unwilling but Submissive, Blackmail, Dacryphilia, Throatfucking, Petplay

“Really? Yer a freshman?” The large, chubby man asked with a grin.

“Y-yeah…” Riley scratched the back of his head nervously. Something about this guy gave him the creeps, but he just kept offering him more and more alcohol. It felt rude to leave abruptly. “Where did you say you work?” The purple haired boy asked nervously, twirling the long, dyed strands absentmindedly.

“Eh, unimportant. Anyways, y’want a round o’ shots?” The man offered with a sly grin, never giving away any information about himself. His short, messy hair was a dusty pink, and his beard was… well, it was clear he was trying. Not like Riley could shame him, as babyfaced as he was.

It didn’t take long for Riley to enter the back of the man’s truck with a thanks, drunk beyond belief. He was relieved to be able to relax before hearing the child safety locks turn on… And then he went the opposite way of his house.

“Ehh… You’re taking me home right?” He shuffled nervously in his seat as he tested the lock. It didn’t budge.

“Mhm. Just sit tight.” The man sped up with a devious smirk. With nothing to do, Riley waited patiently, nervous beyond belief. Eventually, a large, cabin-style estate greeted Riley as he looked upon his surroundings. There were some other people walking around, all nude and wearing thick collars with something engraved in them, though they didn’t seem like slaves. Most of them, anyways. Some were begrudgingly cleaning the hedges and doing similar outdoor housework while the rest were simply lounging around, chatting, and at this time of night, sleeping. Totally not eery.

“Come along, we have much to see.” The man unlocked the car He was brought inside, and it was warm and cozy, as if the man perfected the outdoorsman aesthetic. Speaking of cozy… The man’s groping wouldn’t stop as Riley had to use him for support.

“Mngh… Le’go of me…” He grumbled drunkenly before being tossed to the couch with an ‘oof!’

“Nah, strip.” The man demanded. “Name’s Darrell, by the way. But you’ll be calling me sir, or you won’t speak at all.” As Riley nervously removed his clothes, he dreaded the night that was coming ahead. He didn’t do so very sexily- instead curled into a ball on the couch as he fought to remove his skinny jeans.

Darrell stepped closer and grinned, groping him under his boxers. Riley shuddered and let out an involuntary gasp. He writhed under his skilled touch, panting and letting out more involuntary noises. He knew he shouldn’t be here, but now that he is, this guy could snap him like a twig… He needs to cooperate.

He ground his own bulge against his butt through their clothes, but restrained himself from going too far, instead, when he did strip and reveal his ten inch, achingly throbbing cock, he moved it towards the younger man’s mouth.

“Suck.”

Riley sniffled in relief, not knowing what’s to come. He was completely new to anal, he couldn’t take that thing… So he took the man into his mouth, gagged at the taste, and began sucking. He hated sucking dick. He whined and gagged as he pitifully bobbed back and forth, which only resulted in Darrell grunting and thrusting forward. His gagging filled the room, “glk-glk-glk-!”s echoed throughout, to the point that all the people walking around were now shunning the scene, abandoning him while he was most vulnerable. He sobbed and whined for air as his face turned bright red, but Darrell didn’t let up, only pounding into his poor throat harder than ever before.

“Fuck… Yer tight, y’know that? Perfect rapebait too… Oi, keep sucking, stop pulling off me…” Darrell grumbled as Riley squealed and fought with all of his strength for air, finally earning it after he threatened to bite his dick. “Do that again and I’ll-“

“Gyah! Ack- no more! Fuck, please, no more! I couldn’t breathe!” Riley pled desperately before Darrell rolled his eyes and popped his mouth open. When Riley sniffled and complied, he saw a phone in his face, shooting multiple photos.

“Suck or I’ll post these.” And so he continued. Cruelly, Darrell decided to edge himself, torturing the poor boy for as long as he could before busting a load that spurt out of his mouth and down Riley’s chin.

“Hah… Okay… Okay… Can I go home…” Riley sniffled, wiping his face of all it’s spit, tears and cum. “Can you delete those photos, p-please…”

“Nope. We’re going back to your place, don’t worry, but I’ll be seeing you in a couple days… Unless you want these pics posted everywhere…” With that, Riley silently (yet tearfully) got dressed and and leaned for support once more as he soberly walked to the car. It was going to be a long drive home.

Lemme know where the story should go!