Today was going to be different. Today was her first party in awhile and Dana was dressed to the nines with a tight cropped tank top and a pair of athletic booty shorts to show off her more than generous ass. She was finishing up her makeup and applying the finishing touches to her getup for the night out.
One of her friends, Tommy, from Psych class was throwing a mix between a party and a shindig in the suite he shared with some other roommates.
Tommy was the one to open the door when she knocked. "Hey Dana! You look great" He leered at her with a big smile and a slightly stoned look on his face.
"Thanks" Dana replied timidly. He opened the door further letting Dana into the suite and a look at the party. It was nothing major, pretty lowkey, just a counter of drinks in the kitchen and most people were in groups chatting. Someone had setup a movie and some people were chilling on a couch while they watched, passing around dab pens and a few beers.
"Hey there's this new kind of weed going around, you should give it a try" Tommy said leading Dana into the room and passing her a dab pen. "I know you're not much of a tweaker, but this shit hits different, give it a try."
"Alright, thanks!" She said taking the pen and giving it a try.
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Awhile later Dana was beginning to really feel it. She had kept the pen on her and throughout the night had kept hitting it from time to time. She was slumped in a chair watching the movie, a little out of it. But unlike her previous experiences with weed, she was feeling different this time, but she couldn't quite place it.
"Hey Dana, can you go get me another beer?" A roommate of Tommy's, Peter, called out to her. Before Dana could reply, or even really consider the request, she found herself standing up and walking to the kitchen. She said yes as she got out of the chair, but a part of her wanted to add sir to the end of it. No, she thought to herself, why would I say that, it's not like I'm his servant. But a part of her twitched with arousal at the thought. Weed had always made her horny, it must just have been that. The weed must've just been getting to her.
She dutifully brought the beer back and handed it to the guy making the request. "What about the opener?" He followed with.
"Oh. Sorry." Dana apologized submissively standing in front of him. She stood there for a moment staring at him blankly.
"Can you go get it?" He said pointedly. Dana struggled to reply without saying yes sir. The weed must be really getting to her if she is having trouble speaking, she thought to herself.
"Yesss" she said, dragging out the s as if a part of her needed to address him as her superior. She walked back to the kitchen with a glaze in her eye taking a hit of the pen. She scolded herself silently for absent mindedly taking that hit, it would only make things worse.
She returned with the bottle opener. "Well, are you going to sit down?" Peter questioned her. Dana realized she had been standing blankly in front of him for minutes after giving him the opener.
"Oh. Sorry." She replied absent mindedly before going to sit down. Peter gestured for Tommy to come over.
"Hey man, I think Dana is in some sort of trance." He whispered to Tommy.
