He wants you awake

"Hey, give her the wake-up spray. I wanna hear her scream right up the end."

Mandy sighs and stands back up. She picks up a small aerosol bottle from the bedside table and shoots a big spurt directly up your nose.

Immediate consciousness is not a pleasant experience for you. In rapid succession, you are assaulted by a lot of uncomfortable sensations, as your brain plays catch-up with your current situation.

Your body is curled up awkwardly, with your weight on your face and your arms trapped beneath you uselessly. Attempts to move them or your legs prove futile, as all of your limbs seem to be caught up in something.

You feel like you have a pulsing headache for a moment, but in actuality, it's just the result of having your head repeatedly driven into a soft pink wall. Something long and hard is pounding in and out of your ass, and every thrust ripples through your body right up to the tip.

You turn your head to the side to shift the brunt onto your shoulder and find yourself staring into the grinning face of your worst enemy.

"Wakey wakey, whore!" Her cheerful voice is so far the most unpleasant thing about this whole experience. "Didn't your mommy ever teach you not to take drinks from strange men?"

Context comes flooding back to you. That guy at the bar must have been in cahoots with Mandy! He **** you, right after you agreed to that GAME, and you can just about tell from the corner of your eye that the same guy is the one currently ploughing you from behind.

...Oh, fuck! His dick is inside you! If he cums in your ass, you're dead; you're literally dead!

"Hey, g- hahh..." Your voice falters as your brain finally finishes reconnecting to your nerves, and the savage assfucking starts hitting some major pleasure buttons. "G-get out of me! Are you genuinely planning on killing me?"

Mandy smirks and struts back over to her chair. "Of course he is. Tell her what you're gonna turn her into, Sam."

Sam slaps your ass, making you shiver. "Mmmm... gonna turn your hot body into hot garbage. Gonna toss you in the dumpster, so all your hopes and dreams can rot away in a landfill somewhere."

Not good! This guy has the mindset of a serial killer! Your heart is beating out of your chest as if it knows this may be its last chance to beat at all.

"H-help! Help!!" you yell desperately.

Mandy chuckles. "Scream yourself hoarse, whore. One of the perks of this sorority house: soundproofed rooms."

You snarl, though it turns into more of a lustful gasp halfway through as Sam continues to ram his deadly shaft inside of you. "Y-yoooouuu caan't think you'll actually get awaayyyyy w-with this!"

Sam slaps your ass again, forcing you to let out a meek squeak. "Of course we will. GAMEs make everything legal." He laughs. "I can fill you up and throw you away like a cheap condom, and my life won't be affected at all."

Hope sparks in your mind. You might be able to get through to this guy after all!

Because his assumptions are wildly, horrendously inaccurate. And if there's one thing you can argue, it's law.