High school bondage.

The storyline; A group of male seniors have had a reputation of being the sexiest, best men to fuck for quite some time. They were so popular in school they even convinced the principle to build them their very own private "lounge" which not even staff could access, including the principle himself. The seniors played this room off as a "lounge" but little did anyone know it was secretly a bondage facility they brought girls to, from innocent virgins to slutty whores who can't get enough torture.


No character profiles necessary. Just explain your characters looks and personality through role play! Please enjoy!


Freshmen- Ages 14-15
Sophomores- Ages 15-16
Juniors- Ages 16-17
Seniors- Ages 17-18

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Krissy was a fourteen year old freshmen, brand new to high school. All her life she has always been the "quiet" type. Carrying her books in her crossed arms she pondered what changes high school would bring to her life. She glanced around, watching everyone and everything going on around her. A few girls standing together in a corner were chatting amongst themselves. From the looks of it, they weren't Freshmen... and if they were, they sure had experience! Krissy sighed, wishing she had some experience. She was a horny little virgin and always wondered what sex felt like. Is it everything people make it out to be? She pondered, unsure if she'd ever find out. So far, in all her years of schooling, there has never been a single boy interested in her... There hasn't even been anyone interested in raping her! Even men out on the streets don't look at her and holler at her like they do at the prettier girls... But she wasn't all that terrible looking. She had a soft, pale complexion and long, straight dark brown hair, which she always wore in a ponytail. Perhaps if she wore her hair down more often, she'd get more attention. The truth was, Krissy secretly daydreamed about being raped... by people she knew such as people she saw day to day at school or in stores... and by people she'd never even seen before in her life! Krissy clenched her arms tightly around her books as she felt her insides grow wet at the thought of rape. She wondered if she would enjoy it... or if it ever happened, she'd realize how much she hated it. There really was only one way to find out! She sighed, feeling hopeless that she'd ever lose her virginity and instead might have to live the rest of her life stuck with herself and a vibrator for any type of pleasure...

Troy was 18 years old, he was 5',10", short black hair,. brown eyes, and weighted 150 pounds. He had a muscular build due to playing football and wrestling. Every high school girl at the school dreamed and fantasized about him. He played runningback for the high school football team. He is walking through the hallway heading to chemistry class which he had with Krissy. He did not like it that he had to sit with her in the class but what could he do? Ever since school started that is where the chemistry teacher wanted him to be at. Possibly she thought that Krissy could help him out with the class since he was not a very good student. All Troy cared about was partying, playing football and wrestling. He has had several colleges come and take a look at him wrestle and play football. His dreams is to get into a major college program where he could possibly go into the pros for football. That was his favorite sport that he loved to do. Wrestling came second. The school bell rang and in came Ms. Kocher a 5',6", long blonde hair which was up in a bun, 115 pounds. She wanted Krissy and Troy to work together in chemistry. See at one time Ms. Kocher was a high school cheerleader even though she looks like she is a plain jane now.

Krissy hurried down the hall and made it to her Chemistry class just in time. She didn't even have enough time to make it to her seat before the bell rang and in came the teacher. The young 5"2' quickly took her seat next to Troy and sighed. As the teacher begun her lesson, Krissy couldn't help but wonder off in thought. She knew Ms. Kocher sat Troy next to her for a reason, but why would she care if Troy passed or not? 'I have more important things to worry about than tutoring a stupid boy who doesn't even care about his grades.' She thought to herself. She glanced over at Troy for a moment then turned away again. She had to admit, he was awfully handsome for a stupid boy.

Zell grimaced as her friend went into the details of his love life.

"So, there she was...just standing there! No friends surrounded her, I had a clear shot. But I didn't do it, I couldn't! What am I going to do?" Simon groaned, putting his head to the desk. "The dance is in twelve days, not counting weekends, of course, and I can't get the guts to ask her out! She's just...so...pretty...and smart...and intimidating!" He yelped as said girl walked in through the classroom door, clutching a book in her arms, tucking a lock of black hair behind her ears.

"Look, you've loved her since sixth grade, she's a freshman, you're a freshman, it's not that hard to just go up and ask her, it's not like she has guys--or girls--" I joked. "Pining after her. Just do it right now, the bell hasn't rang yet." But right as Zell had said that, the bell dinged through the classroom and Mrs. Kocher walked in, her mouth a thin line, looking as if she'd had a rough morning. Zell ran a hand over her hair, pulling it out of the wet bun it was in from washing her hair in the morning. Her auburn hair fell out of the bun as a curtain, and Zell pressed her face onto her backpack, watching as Mrs. Kocher paired Simon's one true love up with Troy.

((We still gonna do this?))