She really did want to be fucked like a princess, that boring vanilla sex wasn’t worth an hour on public transport. His date’s incessant pillow talk was making him regret agreeing to spend the night, but it would be rude if he left now and would probably take two hours. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep while the basic Tinder slut talked. The topics were boring, but he perked up once she started talking about her housemate. It was clear his date didn’t understand her, but he did. It was a rapekink and the judgement from the slut next to him made him want shove his cock in her mouth just to shut her up. He was only there to get his dick wet but it seemed like an opportunity had presented itself.
It felt like hours before he was able to move, the soft snores confirming that he was free to go. He gathered up his things from her room and headed for the front door. The living room light was hastily turned on and he double checked his bag, everything was there. He meticulously placed his shoes and bag at the door, then flicked the light off. Halfway down the hallway was his date’s room, but it was the room at the end that he was interested in. Closing the door behind him, her saw his prey for the first time. He was going to take advantage of the rapeslut in front of him, and she would either enjoy it or he was about to lose his freedom.