Sexual orientation :
Drugged and gang raped
It was a Friday night and all I wanted to do was go out clubbing. Since my current boy friend didn't like to take me out dancing, I rarely got to go. Tonight he was out of town on business, so I decided to call some of my friends for a girl's night out. Sadly they all had plans, but that wasn't going to stop me from having some fun. After all, I worked hard all week and deserved a few hours to unwind.
I decided to go out alone. There is a fetish club in Atlanta I used to go to years ago called The Chamber and thought it would be fun to revisit it. Most of the people there like to dress in goth clothes, but not me; I usually put on a sexy black dress and my fuck me high heels to do my best to mix in with the crowd. Tonight would be no different.
I but on the shortest black dress I had, black g-string and a very nice pushup bra. And I couldn't forget my fuck me high heels. I planned on being one hell of a cock tease tonight at the club.
I arrived at The Chamber at around 11:30, and the people were just beginning to show up. It was a good night. The music was great and there were a lot of people. Right as I walked in (didn't have to pay a cover when I smiled and flashed a little cleavage at the doorman), guys started checking me out. The teasing had already started.
I was standing in a dark corner when a song from KMFDM started playing. That was all it took for me to get on the dance floor and shake my ass for all the guys (and girls). Right away a guy was grinding against my backside. I let him play a little with me and guided his hands around my waist. I could feel his cock getting hard against my ass and he kept pushing it harder against me. He might cum if he continues this I thought.
After the song was over he introduced himself and offered to buy me a drink. "Whiskey Sour" I said. A few minutes later he came back with my drink and we were sitting on a couch talking. He asked me if I had a boyfriend and I said "Not tonight". An evil grin came over him.
He kept buying me drinks and after the 4th one I could tell I was getting way too drunk. I told him no more drinks but he insisted. I told him ok one more. He brought it back to me and as I sipped on it, I noticed that evil grin. Trying not to think too much about it, I finished the final Whiskey Sour. He pulled me back on to the dance floor and was grinding away on me. I could barely stand up and then another guy was in front of me. I was being squeezed between these two men and could not get away from the. I could tell both of them were hard as they kept pushing against me.
One of them said let's help you get a taxi and I thought finally, I can go home. They walked me out to the cold air behind the club, but no taxi was there. I said what's going on. The next thing I knew before I passed out was a van pulling up and they were pushing me in. There was a man driving and another man sitting in the back smiling. Four of them! Then everything went black.
To be continued...