The pungent musk filled Meredith’s nostrils, overwhelming and intense. “Fuck! Her wrist twisted and curled, fucking herself with a wild abandon. She wanted to hear Meredith scream her desire for all to hear. But that’s what makes it special, Meredith. The scent of her excitement hung heavily in the air between them. Tears stream down her pale cheeks, her platinum blonde hair splayed out beneath her like a silvery halo. “Would you like to have a turn at one of our pledges or sorority’s?,” Heather purred. Around them, the transformation of the room continues. As if to prove her point, Heather scissors her fingers inside Meredith. Her voice cracked with emotion. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging.” Heather said. The bulbous heads already leaking pre-cum. Meredith shuddered and sobbed, bracing herself for yet another violation.
