#veronica004

The dark-haired beauty had fought Jason since the beginning and since the beginning, she had been punished for it. A gag in her mouth, her arms bound and her freedom all but limited. The only time she was free was when she was confined to a room with nothing to cause trouble. Tonight, she was Jason’s entertainment and he wanted to break her. With his cock in her mouth, he had lazily fucked her mouth and made sure she could do nothing about it “You know those eyes of yours get you in trouble.” He told Veronica as he held her in place. He could feel the anger coming off her as he pulled his cock out of her mouth and made her look up at him. “You know that the more you fight, the more I punish you. So how about you accept your role as a plaything and save your energy?” Jason said, leaning back on the couch by keeping Veronica in place with a handful of hair. “Or do I need to find another way to keep you in line”

Veronica had spent so long on her knees with his cock resting in her mouth that she was genuinely a bit surprised when he finally moved. The binds kept her on her knees in front of him, not allowing her to stand even without him gripping her hair. But, she wanted to move away from him. She hated being trapped and she hated that they had taken Betty somewhere. This asshole was so obsessed with breaking her that he hadn't spared a single thought for where Betty was, especially when Cheryl was around to distract him.

'worthless cuck' (Jason and the Riverdale Trio)

Send ‘worthless cuck’ for my muse to be forced to watch their significant other fucking someone else silly!

Betty was bound to a chair, Cheryl lightly teasing her pussy and taunting her. Veronica’s wrists were bound to her ankles, keeping her knees up by her chest and allowing Jason to move her as he pleased. She was facedown on the bed, kneeling as he fucked her. They loved each other deeply, which was clearly causing them a lot of torment as they watched each other during it. Cheryl was enjoying every moment of it, fucking hating Betty with everything in her being. She hated weakness and Betty was nothing but weakness.

“ Dear only three other fun people in this camp, here’s the rules of the Rivera version of the game, ” Adrian loudly muttered in hopes that his friends would hear. Well, he was friends with Ronnie, but the hot librarian and the not-so-new girl ? Not particularly. Alcohol did wonders for that problem, however. He shrugged and held up his drink.

“ Truths. You can ask someone a yes or no question or make a statement. If it’s true or the answer is yes, you drink. Dares. Usual rules, but you get one out where you can take two shots instead. If we all only pick dares one round, we’ve enacted a truths-only round next. Vice versa, etcetera, etcetera. Questions ? Ronnie, start us off ? ”