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Where had you gone wrong? Coming to a bar with friends for a few drinks, sounds of military men chatting and civilants talking. The sound of alcohol being poured into your cup as it sploshed around in your glass as the bartender flashed you a smile. Taking the cup as it made contact with your lips, you could feel the burn already as you parted your lips to let the alcohol drizzle down your throat.
You had too many drinks, that’s where you had gone wrong.
Your body was warming up to the alcohol as you weren’t a heavy drinker, so you were already out of it but your friends insisted you do drinking games. From truth or dare to never have I ever, it turnt into your friends making out and taking it to the car, leaving you inside the bar alone.
You felt uncomfortable by yourself but the influence of the alcohol had taken over your vision and mind as you put your head down and mumbled for water. The cold ice water was put in front of you and you immediately took it and downed it like it was cheap terrible cough medicine.
You calmed yourself breathing down and blinked a few times to get yourself together, you needed to cool off. The two men unknowingly eyeing you from the table in the corner watched you stand up and nearly fall over as you limp your way to the bathroom. They wait till you push the door open and push instead before looking around to see if anyone is paying attention.
“Got the condoms?”
“Yes sir.”
“Pills?”
“Check.”
“Good boy”
As they got up and made their way to the bathroom, the sink was running and you were splashing yourself with water as you inhaled and exhaled, trying to calm down your nerves from the alcohol running through your system. You really shouldn’t drink too much, it’s bad for your mental state and obviously when you have friends like that.
The bathroom door is opened and you turn around to see two big men walk and you’re backing up into the sink. A stupid decision, the door is locked though. You feel small under them, you feel the fear and adrenaline kicking in when you come close to you, hitching your heels up and lunging forward as they step back.
‘“GET BACK!”” You hiss while you look for something to defend yourself as you take a shard of the mirror and point at them. Ghost is unnerved from the situation, too calm, his composure makes you uneasy, like he knows you’ll lose. He takes a simple deep breath before things go downhill quickly
“Grab her Johnny”
He orders the male as he’s rushing towards you and you’re trying to kick him as he’s grabbing your leg and pulling it down along with grabbing the glass shard in seconds, it hits the floor and shatters into pieces, you feel your heart shatter as well. Your hands are put behind your back and you’re put towards the dirty bathroom sink where your ass is exposed to them.
You struggle against the grip but the man named “Johnny” speaks “Th' mair ye resist, th' mair it’ll hurt. Juist relax…” He’s forcing pills into your mouth as you try to deny them as some slip into the sink but a good amount is put into your mouth. The sound of a gun is cocked “If ye don’t dae whit we say, let’s say ye won’t bide gey lang” Ghost is pointing the gun at your head “He has a point” his voice is more rougher, it sounds tougher and more intimidating than the scott.
You had swallowed the pills like an idiot not knowing what they were gonna do to you, no one was gonna help you over the loud talking and the music, sounded like a fucking club out there. The sound of laughing and toast being proposed while you were here, terrified for your life and if you’d even make out alive.
You were pulled from the sink and thrown onto the dirty floor as your head hit the ground and you groaned, nose bloody from the impact of the ground as you flipped over on your back and backed into the wall, another stupid mistake, god stop making stupid decisions for once. Your breathing was uneven and it completely cut off when they pulled your pants off revealing your garments, your cock strains against your undergarments and you gulp as you look away.
“Looks like we’ve got something bigger on our hands huh, Johnny?”
“Looks lik' we dae Lt.”
Your undergarments are pulled down and thrown to reveal your hard cock and slit that sends shivers through your body. Ghost’s finger comes down to the area and he’s tracing your vulva, you’re not very wet but he could care less as he tries to push a finger in and your cunt resists.
“Johnny.”
“Sir?”
Babbling as Johnny is sucking your cock while Ghost is under you eating you out, you begged the men minutes ago to stop but they won’t as you cry and shake, gripping onto your face as tears stream down, you wish your friends haven’t left you and they were looking for you, you really wished that was the case scenario, you hated the feeling of their tongues on your parts, Ghost pushing deeper into your cunt as it made sloppy sticky noises while precum dripped from you tip and Johnny slurped it up all up while he took your whole cock in his mouth.
“F-Fuck, s-stop..g-going”
You whimpered and pleaded as you jerked and came in Johnny’s mouth as he swallowed all of it, remember the pills you took? Yeah, they were starting to kick in as your body was shivering and you couldn’t control your breathing, arousal unable to choose.
“Now that foreplay is out of the way…” Ghost chimes as he gets from under you, you’re pinned down by the arms while Johnny is pulling his pants and boxers down, his hole dripping and aching over your cock.
“No no no…”
You try to resist but he’s too strong and Johnny is sliding down on your cock as you let out an uncontrollable moan when he’s down to base. You’re not too big but impressive, Johnny is panting as he’s starting to fuck himself on your cock, some of your cum dripping inside of him as he relishes in the feeling of the warmth. Meanwhile Ghost’s pants are coming off and his cock is stuffed deep inside your mouth, as your muffled moans and cries are left unanswered as more tears fall free from your eyes, you’re dizzy and unsure how much you can take.
“G-Good b-boy” Johnny praises you as he keeps a rough pace while using you like you’re nothing but a dildo and Ghost is pounding your mouth as his balls are slamming against your chin. The room is warm and reeks bad enough from the previous, it’s worse now and it’s unbearable. Sweating while being raped on the floor wasn’t something you’d plan tonight, therapy probably wouldn’t fix this either, you’re gonna kill yourself when you get home.
“You're gonna get me pregnant, knock me up.”
It’s the first sentence that actually matters to you from the Scott and you’re terrified, you can’t, you can’t. You try to move but Ghost is deep inside your mouth, he’s riding you faster and you’re on cloud 9, you can’t feel anything really. That feeling in your body is back and you’re terrified of letting go but the influence of the drug is making the choices for you as you cum inside the male while he moans and fucks you milking of everything you’re worth. “Fucking hell..” is all Ghost responds with as you can taste small bits of cum in your mouth.
That’s not it though.
You’re bent over, standing on shaky legs while Ghost pounds into your cunt as you cry, he’s using a condom but everything still feels terrible. The way he’s abusing your walls has you wailing and eyes rolling back into your head. “P-please..n-no m-more” You can’t.
You’re biting your lip as you cum shoots out of your dick again while Ghost is moaning out as it turns out the condom isn’t as strong as he thought it was, as it busted and his cum is freely invading your hole as some drip out and onto the floor.
“Fuck, would you look at that.”
“I’m gonna kill myself” you say it under your breath as you actually get to catch your breath, you look a mess, sweaty, cum oozing out, hair messed up, dried tears, tonight’s fucked up.
“One more.”
Your legs are spread and your ass is all lubed up with Johnny’s spit while he fucks into you, you’re too gone to even react anymore as he fucks into you while Ghost watches and jerks himself off at the scene, the perfect mix of sexy and fucked up as Johnny is weak from the fuck before as he pours a load in your ass. You crash into the floor, there’s pills all over the floor and ripped condoms, your discarded clothes and your phone that now has a cracked screen.
The water is running and they are cleaning themselves up, Johnny is out first and then Ghost, but before he leaves he leaves a little message.
“Till next time love.”
It takes your friends 30 minutes to find you before the police are called, you’re too drugged and gross looking to speak. Everyone shooting you looks as you walk with an officer and your friends.