(After creating this non-consent fantasy and reading it to a friend of mine she go so turned on by the story, she insisted we role-play it.)
The set up was perfect. A cosmetics convention filled with women at a hotel conference center. At the end of the long day of meetings lots of women get drunk, not having to worry about driving because their rooms were right in the hotel.
I actually heard her before I saw her - a sweet southern accent ordering another drink at the bar. From my angle, her back was to me - showing me a big juicy ass clad in white pants. I knew instantly I wanted to get my hands on that. I approached her and found she had a pretty face to go along with her nice butt. I introduced myself as one of the speakers scheduled for tomorrow's agenda (a lie) and so she let me pay for a drink (a Black Russian) as we struck up a conversation.
A few minutes into it, I knew she was just thinking about the conference, unsuspecting of my intentions. She was married and just at the bar to have a few drinks before going back up to her room. As she excused herself to go to the ladies room, I ordered another drink for her. It took me only a second to slip in a few drops of my favorite drug into her drink. When she came back she happily drank it down, not realizing that she would now be mine for the rest of the night.
Her southern accent now slurred, she found it difficult to walk to her room, so naturally I offered to help her. When I closed the door to her hotel room, but with me inside it, she dimly suspected that something was wrong.
The drug not only dulled her mind, it did the same thing to her reflexes and sapped her strength. I easily pinned her against the wall, jamming my crotch against hers to hold her there. At first, I held her head with my hands and sucked her tongue. Then I dropped my hands to her breasts and felt them up through her blouse, rolling them like dough and pinching her nipples through her bra.
