Looking to play out or chat about a scenario where the world is the same except to deal with overpopulation there are fuck-stops where snuff is legalized. Inside the typical fuck stop there's a long corridor of rooms, each with a girl who was unlucky enough to be called up by the lottery.

The girls aren't consenting, but beyond some instinctual struggling they don't actively fight back, knowing the immense consequences that would cause their families. For the guys it is as normal and everyday as masturbating, in fact it pretty much is masturbating. Why use your hand when on every corner there is a fuck-stop?

A lifetime of conditioning means no man feels the slightest twinge of guilt. In fact sometimes the snuff part is more of a chore, like tidying up after yourself.

Maybe you make me ride you, your semi hard cock still inside me as you ride out your orgasm and remember what you have to do. Clumsily reaching your hand up, fiddling around my neck for moments that feel like hours until you grip the tag of the zip tie and pull it tight, choking me.

Maybe you're on the phone, chatting casually to a friend as you fuck me doggy, pulling my collar tighter and tighter with the leash in your hand. Or pushing down with more and more force on my back, to push me into the blade protruding up from the mattress.

Maybe I have to watch you getting dressed, hoping against hope that somehow you've forgot about that part. That I'm an exception, a lucky one, escaping my fate. Until you remember as you grip the door handle, turning around and pressing down on my neck with your shoe.

Also really keen to explore your ideas for scenarios around this theme. If we are roleplaying then I prefer decent sized messages per turn a couple of paragraphs or more so please be happy with that. If the post is up I'm still open for partners!