Last night a few of the sorority bitches came over asking if I could get them some of the “good stuff”. Imagine me wasting anything on them. Normally surprise visits make me want to stick a boot heel up someone’s ass but this might be fun. I took their money and texted a couple of my guy friends. I told them to bring over some Special K as I wasn’t wasting the good stuff.
The guys came over and handed me three vials. I explained they had to put it in booze straight up and soon the were passed out on the floor. I let the guys do their thing. I get it, like fucking a dead body that doesn’t smell rotted. They helped me get them to the attic where we chained them up. Now here is where my plastic fetish comes in.
The smell of someone sweating from fear wearing a plastic raincoat is fucking hot. Okay to me all fear makes me drip juices down my pale thighs. We pulled off what was left of their designer shit just about when they were coming to. The guys helped me stand them up still in chains and I put a raincoat backwards on all 3 stupid twats. Then the tears and pleading started. Too fucking funny as we all kind of didn’t give a fucking shit. My favorite part was pulling the hood over their still out of it faces. Imagine trying to breathe with a plastic hood over your face.
The plastic was going more in their mouths and they were having a really hard time breathing. Yeah, I was getting bored about now and wanted to see a death metal band later. The had all fallen by now and I poked them with a tire iron and none were moving. Next time I need to think this out better as I wanted to hang them and watch them twitch. The guys promised to clean up if I let them stay and fuck them some more. I love my men friends. Later Bitches.
Malicious Malaya
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