Jason Voorhees

Last you remember, you and Jared, your co worker, were running for your lives. Then you were caught. You being to come too, slowly you’re waking up. You take notice of the noises around you, wet thrusts and light moans, a soft pleading “please…” every so often. You open your eyes to see Jared’s lifeguard uniform in shreds on the floor. Yours as well. You were naked, stripped completely bare, and your hands were tied to the ceiling as you dangled there in a room against the wall. It takes you a minute to really register the sounds coming from in the room. You finally lift your head to see Jared spread out on a table being fucked by a large bury man in a hockey mask. “Please- stop- too- big-“ Jared said in between the man’s thrusts, his voice breaking as he tries to accommodate the man’s size.