Taken At Frat Party

Alyssa pushed her way through the crowded party. The dark rooms were lit up by flashing lights and loud music blasted so hard she could barely see anything. She had left her friends for a moment to grab a drink from the kitchen where a group of guys were pouring drinks.

"what can I get you gorgeous?" the guy at the counter asked, smiling confidently up at her.

"i'll take whatever you think's good." She was struck by his dark, handsome looks and his carefree confidence.

He started mixing two liquids together

"What's your name?"

"Alyssa," she responded, "and yours?"

He took a long look at her, a hint of a smirk on his lips. "Enjoy," he said, passing the cup to her "It's my personal specialty."

She walked back trying to navigate through the dark hallways to where her friends were dancing. She took a gulp of whatever was in her drink and stepped out to join them. The strong liquor burned its way down her throat. They has all pregamed pretty heavily before they even went to the party and all of them were definitely feeling it. They danced with huge happy smiles and were falling all over each other. Alyssa finished the drink he had given her in another swallow, tossing the cup to the side and remembering how he had looked up at her. The night went on and she lost herself to the music.

"Can you grab me another drink?" her friend Abby asked, "the one you had was really good."

She nodded and quested off through the walls of bodies surrounding them. She had just made her way to the hallway when a sudden wave of dizziness hit her. She assumed she had had too much to drink and collapsed into the nearest chair. Her world started to turn fuzzy and this is when her panic set in. She had never felt like this before from drinking, it was almost if...it was something else...? Her body slumped to the floor, only to be caught in the arms of the bartender.

Alyssa slowly faded back into reality. She felt super groggy and couldn't remember what had happened or figure out where she was. She tried to open her eyes but what felt like a thick, dark cloth was preventing her from seeing anything. She tried to move a little but something was stopping her.She was so cold. Why was she cold? She felt cool air all around her. With a start, she realized that she didn't have any clothes on. The terror started to course through her. She screamed on instinct but something rough had been shoved in her mouth and no sound escaped her.

"Are we awake now, huh?"

A low, clear male voice floated down to her. It was quite close to her. Alyssa realized that her hands and legs were bound, and that she was face down on a mattress of some sort. She tried again to squirm but she only succeeded in drawing a deep chuckle from the voice above her. She knew that this was very, very bad as a deep sense of despair washed over her. Her stomach dropped. She screamed again, with similar, futile results.

"Squirm, scream, struggle all you want, you're not going anywhere, I'm afraid."

Alyssa felt like her world was ending. Try as she might, the restraints around her wrists and ankle refused to loosen. She couldn't make a single sound to call for help. And it wouldn't even matter anyways, she could still hear the party going on, though it was muted. Even if she could scream, no one would be able to hear her over the blasting music. She must still be in the house, but probably a floor or so above the party. She was bent at the waist, her knees sinking through the mattress, with her naked ass out. She was sure it was on full display for whoever was taunting her. It was clear to her that she was going to be taken advantage of. Her body was overtook by strong shivers and she started to cry. Along with the fear, disgust and shame swept over her, making her gag into the heavy cloth in her mouth.

"Don't worry. You're in good hands with me," the voice said.

Alyssa suddenly realized it was the guy that she had gotten her drink from. He must have spiked her drink with something. How? She wondered, she thought that she had been watching him the whole time. But maybe she was so entranced his sharp jam and deep, honey colored eyes that she had taken her eyes off her drink being made in his hands. Remembering his fine features sent a different kind of chill down her back. Why would he do something like this to her? So beautiful, but apparently capable of such horrible horrible things. Like what he was about to do to her. Maybe he wouldn't. Maybe this was some sort of prank by her friends? Her mind spun out of control, trying to grasp at explanations that involved her being safe and sound at the end. But she knew that this was not sort of any prank, and it was in fact some cruel, awful joke.

She suddenly froze, her thoughts cut off, as fingertips trailed down her bare back. They came again, this time more forcefully and starting around her neck and then tracing down her sides, brushing the sides of her breasts before landing at her hips. The hands pushed at her, prying at her lower stomach, searching for more. Her tears poured out, her body shaking with distress.

"sshhhh calm down. It'll be okay. It will be more than ok actually. You're pretty. I'll make it so you like it. "

The fingers continued to grope her, claiming every part of her body. They tweaked her nipples, dug into her sides and hips, ran their way down her legs, and gripped her inner thighs hard. She didn't want to, but her body naturally reacted to his touches. A craving for more fiercely struck her, which she tried and failed to deny. She felt herself getting wet and the hands continued to circle, but not touch her where she desperately needed them to. She whined into her gag. Fear still had ahold of her, but a morbid kind of excitement had also started to run through her body. She hoped that this was it, she wished so desperately that someone would barge in and save her, that this would just end. But for some reason, a part of her maybe didn't want to be found.

"You're still trying to escape, but I can tell you like it. Look how wet you are."

With those words, his fingers started to probe into her, exploring her inside. She gasped at the sudden intrusion, scared, but against her will her body still ached for more. At that point his fingers had been all over her body, except for the one spot she knew would burst with sweet release. His fingers left her and he started again, touching her everywhere, but this time with his mouth. He nibbled gently at her earlobes, his ragged breathing heavy in her ears, and then sucked hard on her neck, leaving it speckled with dark bruises. His teeth teased her nipples before biting down, eliciting a scream of both pleasure and pain from her. He kissed, sucked, and bit his way down her stomach, landing at her inner thighs, where he groaned before licking around, but not on, her vulva. She screamed into her gag again, this time in frustration.

"I told you you would enjoy it," he whispered in her ear, "now listen, I'll give you what you want, but first you have to promise not scream when I take out your gag. There's something else I want you to gag on," he added cockily as he brushed a finger over her clit. Alyssa threw her head back in pleasure. She knew this was her chance to escape, but her body needed him with such ferocity, she couldn't think straight. She barely noticed the gag being taken off before his thick, throbbing cock was thrust into her mouth. At this point she was so lost in a haze of desire and lust that she instinctively started bobbing her head and swirling her tongue around his dick.

"That's right," he groaned. He let her go for a few minutes before he grabbed a handful of her hair and started to push her head up and down on his cock. He plunged himself deep in and out of her throat, barely giving her time to breathe. She choked and gagged from the onslaught but she couldn't deny that it was really turning her on. Her body needed release. He pulled himself out of her mouth, gasping.

"God," he moaned, "you have no idea how hard it was to stop that. But look how wet you are. You're fucking dripping,"

She still couldn't see from the mask covering her eyes, but she felt him climb on the mattress behind her. Her heart stopped. Was this stranger really about to fuck her? She could barely even remember what he looked like. She knew nothing about him. Except that he was the kind of the guy who would take advantage of her. Not the kind of person she wanted to be around. But she could barely control herself for how horny she was. She felt like she would die if she didn't get release from this man. Her body was on fire. He grabbed her waist from behind and slapped her ass with his dick before rubbing it all over her slit. She almost came when the warm head of his cock slipped over her clit. She moaned loudly and tears leaked out of her eyes again, but this time purely out of need and desire. He gripped her waist and in a single movement, he thrust himself into her. It had been a while since she had been with someone and she was so tight that the pain of him ripping into her caused her to gasp out. If he took notice of her pain, he didn't seem to care it as he violently pushed himself into her over and over. She could barely breathe as he pounded into her.

Stars dotted her vision and electric shocks danced across her body. She needed to cum so badly. She'd been needing it for so long and had been denied. She was so swept up in the pleasure, she almost forgot she had been drugged and tied up for this. And that he wasn't wearing a condom... Her train of thought stopped as he wrapped one of his hands around her legs and with his fingers, started to roughly play with her clit. In less than a minute, her body exploded, with him still pounding into her. Her orgasm was so strong, her entire body seized up and pure pleasure washed through her, paralyzing her. She could only moan as the sensations flooded through her body, pure radiant bliss. Her muscles spasmed around his cock, triggering his own orgasm. He shuddered and gripped her hard, keeping himself pushed into her. She was surprised that she could feel his cum coursing into her. He held her there still for several moments as they both recovered, panting hard.

"Do you feel it? My cum going deep in you?" He asked as he slid his dick out of her.

She had always used condoms up until this point. With this realization, her head cleared, and a wave of disgust and shame bore through her. She was suddenly terrified of getting pregnant. She wasn't on any birth control. How would she explain this?

Caught up in these thoughts, she didn't notice herself being untied, or the man leaving. She slumped on the mattress, exhausted, feeling his cum ooze out of her.