Playing games well drugged

She's was drugged and then her friends had a little game to play

"Come on, guys, it's going to be epic!" Angel exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she tugged at her friends' arms.

Alex rolled his eyes. "You say that about every club, Angel."

Jake chuckled. "Yeah, but she's usually right."

Tyler nodded in agreement, his shaggy hair bobbing. "But tonight, it really does seem like it's going to be different."

The four of them had known each other since college, and their friendship had been solid as a rock through all the ups and downs. They had decided to take a weekend getaway to the city to celebrate their recent graduation, and this club was supposed to be the cherry on top of an already amazing trip.

The club was a pulsating sea of lights and bodies, the bass thumping so hard it seemed to resonate in their very bones. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and perfume, and the strobe lights painted everything in stark, erratic flashes of color. They had barely made their way to the bar before Angel's hand shot up, her grip tightening on the edge of the counter.

"Guys," she yelled over the music, "I think someone put something in my drink."

Her voice was urgent, and her friends' laughter died down immediately. They exchanged glances, the realization of the gravity of the situation setting in.

"What?" Alex shouted back, leaning in closer.

"My drink," she repeated, her eyes wide. "It tastes weird."

Without missing a beat, Jake took the glass from her hand and tossed it over the bar. "Let's get out of here," he said firmly.

They pushed through the throngs of dancers, the music seeming to grow louder with every step as they made their way to the exit. The night had taken a sharp turn, the excitement now replaced with a sense of urgency.

Once outside, the cool air hit them like a wave, a stark contrast to the stifling heat inside. The neon lights reflected off the wet pavement, casting an eerie glow on their faces. Angel was already swaying slightly, and Tyler wrapped an arm around her waist to steady her.

"We need to get you to the Airbnb," he said, his voice a mix of concern and determination.

Alex nodded, already pulling out his phone to call for an Uber. "And we're not leaving you alone until you're safe."

Jake nodded in agreement, his eyes scanning the street for any signs of trouble.

The Uber arrived quickly, the driver's eyes widening when he saw their state of panic. They piled in, giving him the address and urging him to drive as fast as he could without breaking any laws.

The ride back was tense, the music in the car seeming too loud despite being at a low volume. The city lights passed by in a blur as they rushed through the night, each of them lost in their own thoughts about what might happen next. They had no way of knowing that this night would change their lives forever, but they could feel it in their bones.

Finally, the Uber pulled up to the quiet street where their Airbnb was located. They practically dragged Angel inside, her legs feeling like jelly with each step she took. As they reached the stairs leading to their apartment, she stumbled, her mini black dress riding up and revealing her matching black thong.

"Come on, Angel," Tyler murmured, helping her up the stairs. "Almost there."

Once inside, Angel's coordination continued to fail her, and she stumbled into her room, her body moving on instinct rather than thought. With a desperate heave, she tried to get the dress off, but her limbs were too heavy to cooperate. It was only when Alex followed her in, his eyes widening at the sight of her struggling, that she managed to get the words out.

"Alex," she breathed heavily, "help me."

Her voice was slurred, but the urgency in it was unmistakable. He stepped closer, his heart racing as he took in the sight of her in just her thong, her ass in the air as she lay on the bed. He knew he should be worried, but the sight of her barely-covered body was stirring something else inside of him.

Gently, he began to pull the dress over her head, his eyes locked on hers, looking for any sign of protest. Instead, she closed her eyes and moaned softly, her back arching as the fabric grazed her skin. His cock was rock hard, straining against his pants, and he could feel it pressing into her as he worked to free her from the dress.

The dress was finally off, leaving her in just the tiny scrap of fabric that barely covered her. She looked up at him with glazed eyes, her breathing shallow. "Alex," she whispered, "I want you."

The room spun around them, the music from the club still echoing in their ears. Alex's mind raced, torn between his friendship and the primal desire that was now coursing through him. He didn't know if this was the drug talking or if it was something more, but he knew he couldn't ignore it. He leaned down, his breath hot against her ear.

"Are you sure, Angel?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

Her eyes fluttered open, and she nodded. "Yeah," she breathed, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "I need this."

Alex hesitated for just a moment before he pulled his shirt over his head and slipped it on her. It was like a tent on her, the hem falling well below her ass, leaving the thong visible. He scooped her up, carrying her to the living room where the others were waiting. The tension in the room was palpable, a heady mix of fear and arousal.

Gently, he sat her down on his lap, her bare legs straddling his. She leaned back into him, her body moving in time with the music that still pounded in their heads from the club. Her hips began to rock back and forth, grinding against him in a way that was both innocent and incredibly erotic. Alex felt his cock throb in response, his hand moving to her thigh, his fingers tracing the line of the thong.

Her eyes were half-closed, her breathing ragged, and she was lost in the sensation. Jake, unable to resist any longer, reached out and cupped her breasts through the shirt, his thumbs flicking over her hardened nipples. She gasped and arched her back, pushing herself closer to him. Tyler, on the edge of the couch, watched them with a mix of shock and arousal, his own hand moving to adjust his swelling erection.

The room was silent except for the muffled beat from outside and their heavy breathing. Alex's hand slipped under the shirt, his fingers finding the slick warmth between her legs. He teased her clit gently at first, feeling her body respond to his touch. She moaned and ground down on his hand, the friction sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her. He watched as Jake's hands moved to her hips, guiding her movements, his eyes locked on where their bodies met.

Her skin was flushed, and her breaths grew shallow as Alex's touch grew more insistent. She reached back, her hand finding his cock straining against his pants. She gripped it, her movements uncoordinated but earnest. He groaned, his hips bucking upward into her hand, the heat of her touch almost unbearable.

Jake leaned in, his mouth claiming hers in a bruising kiss, his tongue delving deep. Angel's moans grew louder, muffled by their mouths as his hands began to move under the shirt, caressing her breasts. She pulled away for a moment, gasping for air, her eyes glazed with lust. "More," she begged, her voice a whimper.

Alex didn't need any more encouragement. He pushed the shirt up, revealing her perky tits to the room, and Jake wasted no time in taking one into his mouth, teasing the nipple with his teeth. Tyler, his own cock now straining against his pants, moved closer, his hands sliding up Angel's bare legs to her thong. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband and began to pull it down, exposing her wet, swollen pussy to the cool air.

Alex's hand moved faster, his fingers sliding in and out of her with ease, feeling her wetness coat his knuckles. She threw her head back, her body writhing in his lap as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. Tyler watched, his breath hitching, as Alex's hand worked its magic. He couldn't resist anymore; he had to taste her.

Without asking for permission, Tyler leaned in, his tongue flicking out to trace the folds of her pussy. Angel gasped, her hips bucking in response. Alex's grip tightened, his fingers moving in a steady rhythm that matched the beat of the music in the background. She was so close, her body tightening around his hand like a vice.

Jake released her nipple with a pop, moving to kiss and nip at her neck as Tyler's tongue delved deeper, his nose pressing against Alex's hand. The three of them were lost in the moment, their movements in sync as they brought her closer to climax. Her breaths were coming in short, sharp gasps now, her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to hold on.

And then she shattered, her body convulsing in ecstasy as she came hard. The room spun around them, the music and lights from outside seeming to pulse in time with her orgasm. For a moment, it was just the three of them, their hearts racing and their bodies entwined, oblivious to the world outside.

When the wave of pleasure subsided, Angel looked up at them, her eyes still glazed over with desire. "What now?" she murmured, her voice hoarse from her screams.

Alex's voice was firm and commanding, a side of him none of them had seen before. "We're moving this to the bedroom," he said, lifting her effortlessly and carrying her to the back of the apartment.

They laid her on the bed, her legs still spread and her body still trembling from her orgasm. Jake and Tyler held her wrists, gently but firmly, as Alex pulled out a rope from the night stand and tied her hands to the bedpost. Her eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't protest. Instead, she watched as Tyler pulled a blindfold from the drawer and secured it around her eyes.

"The rules of the game are simple," Alex said, his voice low and seductive. "You guess who's fucking you, and if you get it right, you get to cum. If you get it wrong, you get spanked."

Her breath hitched as the reality of the situation settled in, her heart racing with excitement and fear. She felt a hand squeeze her ass, but she couldn't tell whose it was. "Okay," she whispered, her voice shaky.

The first touch was tentative, a single finger pressing into her wetness, sliding in easily. She gasped, trying to guess who it was. "Jake," she murmured, her voice hopeful.

The hand stilled for a moment before a firm smack landed on her ass. "Wrong," Alex said, his voice a mix of amusement and lust.

The finger began to move again, more insistent this time, curling inside her and hitting that perfect spot. Her hips rocked back, seeking more, her pussy clenching around the invading digit. "Alex," she panted, her body begging for release.

Another smack, this one harder. "Keep guessing, baby," he said, his voice thick with arousal.

The next touch was different, rougher, more urgent. It had to be Tyler. She was about to say his name when the finger was replaced by something much larger. The head of a cock pushed against her entrance, and she felt herself stretching to accommodate it. "Tyler," she breathed.

The hand that had been caressing her clit smacked her ass, the sound echoing in the room. "Wrong," Alex said, his voice thick with desire. "But you're getting warmer."

Her body was on fire, her senses heightened. She could feel the fabric of the comforter against her cheek, the cool metal of the bedframe against her wrists and ankles as she was secured in place, spread-eagled. The anticipation was agonizing, each touch from her unseen lover sending a fresh jolt of excitement through her body.

The bed dipped, and she felt a pair of warm, calloused hands grip her hips, pulling her closer to the edge. The head of a cock nudged against her soaking wet pussy, and she couldn't help but push back, eager for more.

"Guess," Alex whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her neck. "Guess who's going to fill you up."

Her body was screaming for release, but she had to play the game. "Jake?" she ventured, her voice shaky.

The cock retreated, and a firm hand landed on her ass, the sting making her yelp. "Nope," Alex chuckled. "Not Jake."

Another cock took its place, this one thicker and more insistent. She felt the tip of it pushing into her, stretching her even further. "Tyler," she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper.

The hand on her hip tightened, and she felt a warm, wet tongue trace the shell of her ear. "Good girl," Alex murmured, and she knew it was him. "You can cum now."

Alex's cock slammed into her, the suddenness making her cry out. She bucked back into him, her body already on the edge from the previous teasing. The sensation was intense, the feeling of fullness overwhelming as he began to fuck her with a rhythm that seemed to match the beat of her racing heart.

Her pussy clenched around him, and she could feel the beginnings of another orgasm building. She moaned, her voice muffled by the pillow she was biting down on. The room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and their ragged breaths.

Alex leaned over her, his chest pressing into her back as he fucked her harder. "You're doing so good, Angel," he whispered, his voice strained with his own pleasure. "So close to your reward."

Her mind raced, trying to guess who was touching her next. She felt a hand squeeze her breast, the thumb flicking at her nipple. It was Jake, she was sure of it. But the cock inside her was still Alex's, she knew that much.

The hand on her hip was replaced by something smoother, something cooler. A glass dildo, she realized, as it began to slide in and out of her ass in perfect tandem with Alex's cock. She knew it was Tyler's hand holding it, his touch gentle but firm.

The pleasure was too much, her body writhing between the two of them. "I can't," she whimpered, "I can't guess anymore."

Alex's hand reached around, finding her clit and pinching it hard. "You can," he said, his voice a demand. "You will."

The dildo in her ass grew warmer, and she could feel Tyler's hot breath against her ear. "Guess," he urged, his voice a low growl.

Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing as she screamed into the pillow. The room spun, and she was lost in a sea of sensation, her pussy clamping down on Alex's cock as she came.

He groaned, his own orgasm close. "You can guess," he panted. "Guess who's fucking your tight little ass."

The dildo was removed, and she felt a different cock push against her, this one smaller, but no less eager. It was Jake, she was sure of it now. "Jake," she managed to get out between gasps.

Alex's hand landed on her ass again, but this time it wasn't a spank. It was a gentle caress, a reward for playing their twisted game. "Good girl," he murmured again.

Jake's cock slid into her ass, filling her completely. She groaned around the thick cock in her mouth, her body stretched to the limits. Tyler's hands gripped her hair, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he fucked her face. The three of them were in sync, their bodies moving together like a well-oiled machine.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the pressure build once more. She knew she wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer. The room was spinning, and her body was a writhing mass of pleasure and pain.

And then, as if on cue, they all reached their peak. Tyler's cock erupted in her mouth, and she swallowed eagerly, her eyes watering from the intensity of the taste. At the same time, Alex's cock swelled, and he came deep inside her, his seed mixing with hers. Jake wasn't far behind, his orgasm ripping through him as he filled her ass with his hot cum.

The three of them collapsed onto the bed, their bodies tangled together in a sweaty, sticky mess. Angel's heart was racing, her chest heaving with each breath she took. The ropes that had held her were loosened, and she felt the cool air against her skin. She couldn't believe what had just happened.