Fraternity Revenge Part 1: Casey’s Nightmare Begins - Sex Stories

Fraternity Revenge Part 1: Casey’s Nightmare Begins

... freshman takes the bait. Her platinum blonde hair falls as she tilts her head back and swallows the drugged drink in one gulp, convinced it will lead to sex. Jason looks on, knowing she is half right and chuckling as the bitter drink twists her baby face. “Wow.” I whisper. “Jason gets first go just for that creative ass shit. Put on the timer pledge.” “Eight minutes on the clock sir,” one of the pledges replies. Jason makes more drinks and rejoins Casey on the bed. Everyone watching on the monitors can only pay attention to the clock. The drugs need eight minutes to take hold. Secretly I hope we will get there before that happens. I hope she will still have some fight in her. While the others wait I call Danny. “Hello?” “Hey Danny. Just want you to know that everything is going great. Better than planned.” I say, trying to sound casual. “Good. Don’t hold back Nick. Give that cheating bitch what she deserves.” He replies. I can still remember a time when he couldn’t think about her without crying and I end our conversation with a promise. “I will. You have my word.” By the time I get back in the room everyone can barely sit still. On the monitor Casey isn’t feeling very good. She can’t sit up or grip her pencil. Jason tells her to lie down for a minute. The drug is attacking her muscles. They sag and grow heavy, feeling like they are filled with lead. Slowly but surely Casey becomes trapped in her own body. However, above the neck is largely unaffected and her cries of ...

... confusion have turned into panicked screams. “Jason oh my god! Jason help I can’t move! HELP!” But Jason does not move, he sits on the bed next to her, smiling and moving his hand up her tanned leg. “NO! JASON! NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” Jason slides his hand up Casey’s leg and grabs her pussy through her panties. She screeches as he probes her clit violently, pinching and twisting it between his fingers. “JASON NOOOOOOO STOP PLEEEASE!” Her legs twitch as she summons all of her strength and desperately tries to kick her tormentor. But as Jason pulls out one of her perky tits and begins groping it roughly she loses the last of her muscle control and is finally still. “GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF ME! HEEEELP! HEEEEELP! YOU FUCKING COCKSUCKER!” Jason ignores her as he walks to his desk and pulls out a ball gag from the top drawer. The microphone is just above the desk and he speaks into it before returning to his victim. “You guys can come on in now. She can’t fight anymore.” Casey sees the ball gag, hears the invitation and is overcome with sudden understanding. “NO! OH MY GOD NO YOU CAN’T YOU MOTHERF—“ Jason slips the ball gag into Casey’s mouth and her screams become dull squeals. She has little chipmunk cheeks and Jason laughs as he imagines a chipmunk with too many nuts in its mouth. How appropriate. In the next room there is still over a minute left on the clock but nobody cares. Brothers are grabbing lighting equipment, audio equipment and movie quality cameras with tripods. I ...