A New Addiction [MF] [bd] [drugs] [Mdom] [nc]

Chloe usually knew better than to be walking home alone, this late at night. The alcohol buzzing in her veins made her blissfully unaware. She’d stayed late at the party, drinking and dancing the night away. Now it was time to get home.

It was only a short walk. A few blocks. It shouldn’t have been any big deal. She shivered slightly, wishing she had thought to bring a jacket to protect against the cold wind. Her jeans and black shirt did little to stop the frosty bite.

She made it over half the way home before she noticed the van. It was creeping along slowly behind her, as if watching and waiting. Still, she didn’t pay it much attention. There wasn’t much traffic at all this late at night, but she didn’t see any danger in it.

It was only when the van accelerated and pulled it beside her that a distant part of her brain began to sound an alarm. She glanced over, watching the van as she began to walk faster. The van kept pace with her, right alongside her.

Suddenly, the side door of the van slammed open. She only managed an abrupt gasp before they were on her. There were several of them, all in black wearing black ski masks. They scooped her up off her feet easily, holding her mouth shut as she struggled. They were much bigger and stronger than her and she was completely unable to resist. Within seconds they had pulled her into the van. There was no one around to notice any part of the altercation.

She writhed around, trying to escape their grip but she had no chance of escape. She felt the hand holding her mouth disappear and drew in breath to scream. Before she could make a sound, a glass bottle was pressed up against her lips. Fluid poured into her mouth against her will. She could feel something floating inside whatever the drink was. She tried to gag and cough, but the hand clamped back down over her mouth and pressed her nostrils shut. She had no choice but to swallow it all. As she did, the hand relaxed and she was able to breathe again, though it was rough and ragged.

The pill began to take effect before she had even caught her breath. As her breathing steadied, her head began to spin. She stopped fighting against her abductors and began to simply try to remain upright. It felt like she spent several minutes just blinking, trying to see straight. Soon after, her head began to sway from side to side as she lost her battle with her dizziness. The hands gripping her tightly began to relax, helping to support her more than holding her still.

She couldn’t fight it. The lethargy grew stronger and stronger, overtaking her. She slumped over, her body turning to jelly. She fell against one of her abductors, feeling the hardness of his body as she lay against him. For the next few minutes, all she could do was breathe as her body refused to obey her commands. Then, darkness closed in, and she couldn’t do anything at all as she faded into sleep.

She awoke with a start, unsure how long she had been out. She was laying on what felt like a bed, soft but firm. It reminded her of a doctor’s office or a hospital bed. It was comfortable enough, without being reassuring or comforting. She tried to sit up, but her body only trembled and didn’t budge. She tried to scream and only a ragged moan passed her lips. From somewhere else in the room she heard a deep male voice.

“Hey Boss, she’s awake. I can see her eyes moving, just like you said.”

She realized the voice was right. Her eyes were working just fine, and she was able to breathe easily. At least those parts of her still worked. Unable to turn her head, she could only stare at the ceiling over her head. It was dark, like concrete. The walls were equally bare and gray. It reminded her of an underground bunker. Then, she heard another voice. Raspy, but definitely also male.

“Perfect. We just need to give her another dose and she will be ready to go.”

She heard movement in the room but couldn’t move to look around. She began to realize the situation she was in and fought against the numbness that had taken her body. She pushed as hard as she could, trying to force herself to sit up. She raised up an inch or so, before collapsing back down. Then the raspy voice spoke again, closer this time.

“Now, now. Don’t try to fight it. Just relax. Hold still. Just a quick dose of this and we can get started. You might feel a little pinch.”

She felt something cold and wet on her upper arm as he cleaned a spot. Though her body was numb, her sense of pain seemed to be working just fine. She felt a sharp stab in her arm, followed by a dull burn that seemed to radiate from the site of the shot. It only lasted a few seconds, before he carefully wiped the spot of blood clear and applied a band-aid over the wound.

The burn spread down to the tip of her toes and up into a place behind her eyes. She tried to scream internally, but no sound at all came out. A few seconds passed and the burn began to subside, leaving her whole body cold and even more numb than before. She could still look around and feel sensations normally, but she was absolutely unable to move at all.

“There,” said the raspy voice. “She is all yours. If the chemists got the dosage right, she should be completely paralyzed for at least an hour. She can still feel everything that goes on, and her body will…react normally.”

There was a shuffling of what sounded like booted feet. Then the deep voiced man spoke.

“Sounds great. So, what are you gonna do, just sit there and take notes the whole time?”

Raspy replied, “Of course. This new drug will revolutionize… well, certain markets. It will make us quite wealthy if it works. That’s why I’m here. To document everything and make sure it DOES work the way we think it should.”

Heavy footsteps approached the foot of her bed.

The dep voice came from close by now as it said, “Sorry honey. Shouldn’t have been out walking alone so late at night. Looks like you got volunteered to help us test our special new drug. Don’t worry, we will try our best to make sure you enjoy it. Well, most of it anyway. We gotta push the limits just a little bit to make sure it really works.”

Chloe felt a hand on her leg, and she would have jumped, had she been able to move it. The hand slid up her body, along her thigh to rest on her stomach. It hesitated there for a moment. She panicked inside as it moved again, higher, to cup her breast through the t-shirt she was wearing. She tried to writhe and move but could only lay there helplessly as he fondled her. Her breathing grew sharp and ragged as he touched her against her will.

He spoke up again, “Seems to be working perfectly doc. I can see the fear in her eyes, but she can’t do a thing. Okay, let’s get started!”

She felt the hand leave her breast and she breathed a sigh of relief. Then she felt something cold slide against her leg. She heard the sound of fabric being cut. As the feeling moved up her leg, she realized he was cutting up the leg of her jeans. The movement went higher and higher along her body, finally reaching her waist. He fumbled a bit against her body, but with a final clipping noise the scissors bit through the waistband of her jeans.

He repeated the process on the other side, and she felt the fabric falling away from her skin. Once he was finished with that side he started to pull and tug. She felt cold air against her legs as her jeans were fully removed, leaving her laying there in her panties. She began to cry. Though she couldn’t wipe them away, long tears rolled down her cheeks as she lay there exposed. She tried to remember what panties she was wearing but couldn’t remember for certain. Whichever ones they were, they didn’t cover her nearly enough.

As she sobbed, the scissors made short work of her underwear. A few quick snips and a tug left her sex exposed to the chill air. The work had left her legs splayed apart. She tried to close them, but like the rest of her body they refused to move. Anyone in the room would have a full view of her labia.

The man working on her clothing whistled in appreciation. He began to hum lightly as the scissors started their work on her shirt. The cold metal of the blades slid along her shoulders and chest. Then her shirt was gone. She was wearing a lovely black silken bra, but it was little consolation. The scissors snipped several times, then her breasts were in the open air. Released from her bra they sagged slightly to either side.

As a final touch, the man reached down and pulled her shoes and socks off. She lay there on the bed before him completely bare. She had a terrible feeling that she knew what was going to happen next. Surely enough, she heard the sound of a belt buckle being undone and clothing falling to the floor.

He asked her, “So, where should we start? Let’s break you in slow, yeah? See how this whole thing works.”

He took her wrist and she felt her arm being pulled over toward him. He paused for a moment and she heard him moan slightly. There was the sound of rapid movement. Then something hard and warm pressed into her hand. He closed her fingers around her shaft and moved her hand up and down his length. He thrust into her hand several times then withdrew. He played with her hand like a toy, using it to grasp his balls and running her fingers along his thighs.

Then, for the first time, he came into view. He was still wearing a mask, so she couldn’t make out his face. She could tell he was dark skinned, and he was quite large and broad shouldered. Unfortunately, she couldn’t help but notice that the rest of him was also quite large as he climbed up onto the bed to stand over her. As he began to kneel, she knew what was coming and tried as hard as she could to close her mouth. Her lips trembled, and a slight whine escaped her, but her mouth remained open.

He placed his knees on either side of her head and gripped her jaw in his big hand. Roughly, he shoved his penis directly into her helpless mouth. She felt the bulbous head push against the lips, then on into her. He squeezed her jaw, forcing her to fellate him. He moaned loud with pleasure as he fucked her face. As he did so, saliva dripped from her helpless mouth and began to run down to her neck and breasts. He smiled wide and looked her in the eyes as he entered and exited her. One hand wrapped around her throat and squeezed lightly. He seemed to be afraid of hurting her, as her rough breathing became even more frantic under his grasp.

He changed tactics and reached around to the back of her head, wrapping his fist in her hair. With his grip on the back of her head he began to pump into her with deep powerful strokes. She gagged and even more saliva ran from her mouth, but it seemed to only make him thrust harder. Her vision was blocked by his body and she felt her lips press against his crotch as he forced his full length inside of her. He thrust down into her throat and she began to black out as he held it there.

After what felt like minutes, he finally pulled his length out of her mouth. She coughed weakly and struggled to catch her breath. Her face felt soaked from spit, tears, and pre-cum. The man stretched tall above her in satisfaction and his cock bobbed in front of her face. A drop of fluid fell onto her cheek and began to run down her face.

He moved off of her and moved down to the end of the bed. She wanted to scream as he gripped her ankles. He spread her legs wide and lifted them into the air. She felt her labia split and open. She would have shivered if she had been able to.

As the cold air chilled her exposed parts, she realized for the first time that she was soaking wet with arousal. She wasn’t sure when it had happened and she certainly hadn’t wanted it to happen, nonetheless she could feel the wetness on her thighs.

The man laughed at her, and she knew that he had noticed as well. He pulled her legs closer together and held them together in one big hand. She felt a moment of relief as her legs partially closed. Then suddenly she felt something forcefully push its way into her vagina. Two of the man’s large fingers had penetrated her. She could feel them wriggling inside her. In her surprise, the burst of pleasure from the fullness shocked a faint gasp from her against her will. The man laughed again.

He mercilessly began to pump the digits in and out of her body, drenching them with even more of her wetness. She tried to grit her teeth. She tried to hold still and not make a sound. Instead, she moaned softly as he fingered her.

Then his thumb reached up and began to circle around the hard nub of her clit and torturous pleasure burned through her body. Her groin felt like it was on fire. Her body betrayed her, and she felt a familiar fullness welling up inside her, though she fought it as hard as she could.

Before she was pushed over the edge, the fingers pulled out of her with a wet sucking noise, leaving her cold and empty. She gasped, breathing hard though she was trying not to.

She saw him leaning up over top of her, between her legs. She knew what was coming and tried to brace herself, physically and mentally.

Then she felt the large head pressing against her wet labia. This time she moaned louder as he entered her, the thickness of his member spreading her body apart as he split her on himself. She had stopped crying. She closed her eyes tightly and focused all her efforts on her rebelling body. His length withdrew from her and stabbed back in harder.

She realized they were both moaning now. His pace quickened and he forcefully impaled her nearly lifeless body. Despite the numbness in her limbs, she didn’t seem to have any trouble reacting and could feel her vagina pulsing with every thrust.

She felt both hands gripping her ankles tightly, holding her open. To be used. He fucked her faster, and faster. One leg fell to the bed as he released it, to reach back up and grip the back of her head. His fingers knotted tightly in her hair. As he pulled, her eyes closed in a mixture of pain and pleasure as she felt a burst of hot semen begin to fill her. She could feel every pulse as his white fluid coated her inner walls. Then, as his body pushed against hers, her own will broke. She felt her resolve tremble, fracture, and shatter as her body did the same. Her vagina shuddered and throbbed as if greedily sucking up his cum.

Her eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned in pleasure like she had never felt before. Her body had fully betrayed her, and she was in ecstasy. She could feel the squeezing muscles both drawing in fluid and forcing it out. She felt their mixed fluids run down her thighs, down to the crack of her ass. Her fingers twitched, unable to fully close but spasming along with the rest of her body as she came. As she writhed out of control she began to cry again.

The man stayed inside her until he was fully drained. Then, in a single long movement he withdrew from her and left her gaping wide open. She felt cold and empty and terribly missed the burning fullness of him.

The man gasped, trying to catch his own breath. As he dismounted her limp body, he spoke up and said something that freshly chilled her to the bones.

“Phew. All right,” He spoke roughly, “I’m done with her. Who wants her next?”

As the man dressed, a reply came from somewhere in the distance, too faint for her to make out. She heard footsteps, some leaving while another set grew louder as they approached. She could tell the new man was smaller and lighter on his feet. He walked up to the bed next to her.

“Wow,” he said in a shaky voice that almost trembled, “Looks like he really did a number on you. I don’t mind sloppy seconds.”

The sound of more clothing being removed. She wailed internally, desperate to avoid being taken a second time.

He wasted no time. He climbed up into the bed, raise her legs and mounted her. His cock was smaller but still ample and it speared into her relentlessly. Freshly spent, this time her body lay motionlessly sated as he used her for his pleasure.

The wet noises of motion continued as he fucked her, his breath coming in huffing gasps as he wore himself out. He seemed to stop himself from finishing too quickly. With a wicked grin he spread her legs wide open so he could look at her. Her breasts bobbed up and down with each movement. Reaching up, he cupped one of her breasts and began to roll it in his hand.

She lay there rocking as he molested her. His fingers roughly pinched her nipples and she whined lightly. As she did so she could feel his cock harden inside her, spurred on by the sounds of her distress.

She could only watch as he drew back, then slapped out hard against her breast. The stinging pain made her gasp. He slapped her breasts several more times, alternating between them and giving them each hard pinches between slaps. His cock was like diamond between her legs as she cried out.

Not satisfied with his game, he moved on to slapping her face. He didn’t punch her or strike her hard enough to damage her, but the slaps hurt painfully and made her dizzy, nonetheless. He slapped her relentlessly until she was nearly to the point of blacking out. She struggled to breathe as he laughed at her. Then, as if he had been watching the previous performance, he reached down to grab her hair.

He thrust into her powerfully, jackhammering into her body. She could feel it building up within him and knew that at least he wouldn’t be using her for very long. He yanked her hair and pulled her up to look at him. He forced her to look into his eyes as he dumped his hot load into her waiting hole. More spasms, more hot wetness spraying up into her body. He released her head and it fell back against the bed with a soft impact as he pulled his cock out of her. With a moan of cruel pleasure, he used the remaining drops of his cum to paint her clit. The head of his cock brushed over her labia and up to the hard and throbbing button, coating it in thick white fluid. It burned painfully hot, leaving her with a desperate ache.

She felt drained and empty as she felt the two full loads pouring out of her red and raw orifice. It coated the bed under her in a widening wet spot. She focused on continuing to breathe, unable to feel anything other than semen flowing out of her body.

He laughed and gave her face a final hard slap that left her head ringing, before climbing off of her. Finally drained as well, the man walked to the front of the bed, where her head lay. He took advantage of her open mouth, slipping his rapidly softening prick between her lips and using her to clean himself off. He closed her mouth and himself and gave a few thrusts into her, rolling his cock along her tongue. She tasted herself on his cock, as well as the saltiness of his semen. Most of the leftover fluid went into her mouth, where she swallowed it down. However, he made certain to wipe his cock clean on the side of her face before moving away from her.

She lay on the bed, breathing rapidly as if she couldn’t catch her breath. Clothing rustling, then the sound of footsteps going away. She wondered if the raspy voiced man was still watching, taking notes of all her reactions. She wondered what he had written when she had orgasmed. She wondered how many of them were going to fuck her.

She lay there for several minutes hoping that the ordeal was over. Hoping that the shot would wear off. Hoping for anything except further rape.

Her prayers went unanswered, as a third set of booted feet entered the room. Judging by the loud thudding steps this man was even bigger than the previous too. He walked right up to the top of the bed and looked her over as he ran his fingers through her hair.

He spoke up, in a deep, almost comforting voice, “Aw, poor baby. They used you hard. I’m sorry baby doll, but I’m going to use you even harder. This… is going to hurt.”

Without another word he reached down and grabbed her body. He moved her easily, as if she was weightless and he rolled her over. She flopped lifelessly in the bed, laying now on her stomach as her breasts pushed into the bed.

He cupped and squeezed one of her ass cheeks lovingly. Her eyes widened slightly as she realized what he was going to do to her. She was an anal virgin, and, in her head, she soundlessly begged him not to rape her.

He did not even hesitate. She heard a popping noise. Then cold fluid dripped into the crack of her ass. Fingers pushed and probed between her buttocks, roughly lubricating her anus. She wanted to scream each time his fingers rubbed over her hole. Without a hint of mercy, his thick finger slipped inside her. She tried to struggle and writhe against him, but only lay there complacently as he fingered her asshole.

Satisfied that she was thoroughly coated, he closed the bottle and removed his clothing. She could only stare into the surface of the bed as she heard him climb up behind her.

She continued screaming in her head as she felt the cool air flow against her wet hole. Please don’t do this, she screamed. I’m an anal virgin. I don’t want to hurt, I don’t want to be raped, please don’t fuck my ass. She could say none of it out loud and continued the litany in her head as he moved behind her.

Then she felt it. A thick cock head pressing against her asshole. He pushed in firmly, the large head slowly spreading her anus apart as he entered her. For the first time in her life, she felt a cock thrusting up into her ass.

He went slow at first, driving inch after inch into her. She cried into the pillowing, wondering just how big he was and when it would end. Finally, as she felt completely impaled on him, he stopped, and she felt his body pressed up against her buttocks. Then he withdrew and she felt the long hardness leaving her. She wanted to shudder.

She was well lubricated and to her surprise there wasn’t much pain at all. It almost felt good, being filled up like that, and in such a dirty way.

Then he began quick strokes, pumping in and out of her waiting hole. The lube mixed with the other fluids that had run down the length of her body. Despite her lack of experience, her body took his cock willingly and easily. She felt filthy and used as her body continued to betray her.

He fucked her ass for what felt like half an hour at least. He seemed to know what he was doing, and the speed of his strokes increased and faded in a rhythm. She had no choice but to lay there and take it as he stole her virginity.

He seemed to know exactly what he was doing as he slowly worked her body. She felt a familiar heat returning and soon it burned through her body, distant but insistent. She closed her eyes and refused to accept it, refused to believe that she might orgasm from being fucked in the ass.

However, his efforts had only just begun. Without breaking the rhythm of his strokes, he reached a hand underneath her body. His fingers searched between her legs and found her hard little button. Two fingers began to circle it, and her eyes widened in involuntary pleasure. As his cock stretched her anus, his fingers worked over her hot clit. It was unbearable.

He began to speak to her as he fucked her, “Come on. You know you want to. Cum for me while I fuck your ass.”

She tried to shake her head. His fingers rubbed harder against her, almost painfully drawing the pleasure out of her. He strokes became deeper and slower and as they burned up and down through her body she moaned. He rubbed her clit faster and harder. She felt a scream building up inside her.

His strokes went even deeper, filling her depths, and she felt his balls slapping against her body with each thrust. She began to moan as each impact forced the sound from her body.

The fingers seemed to devour her clit as they rubbed her with a purpose. He spoke up again, “Listen here you little bitch, I said to cum for me. Take my dick up your pretty little ass and CUM for me, BITCH.”

She had no choice. With every inch of his cock buried inside her asshole, she came like a fountain. Her entire body trembled and rocked on the bed. The fluid of her cum sprayed out as her pussy clamped down. The bed was soaked, and it ran down her thighs and his body. She had never squirted before. It was something else they had taken from her. Of course, she had never been fucked like this either, as her aching body reminded her.

The man behind her roared as her sphincter squeezed in orgasmic pleasure. He timed his orgasm with her own and as her asshole seemed to milk the fluid from his cock. He sprayed his load deeply inside her body. He pressed hard against her to ensure his full length was inside her. As they moaned and came together, hot, and thick semen pumped up her ass.

He clutched at her body and they lay together for a long moment with his phallus still inside her. Finally, he dismounted from her body, his long cock slowly pulling out of her anus. As he did so, her body relaxed and seemed to collapse, empty.

He gave her abused ass a final pat and squeeze, then got dressed. She lay there, completely spent in every way. She spent several long minutes in the quiet trying to just catch her breath.

Then the raspy man finally spoke up again, “Excellent. I think that’s enough for one day, don’t you? Very good results. Let’s get you home.”

Several of the men returned. They put a black cloth bag over her head, blinding her. Then they carried her a short distance. She felt herself being loaded into a vehicle.

As she lay in the seat, she could feel the drug finally wearing off. Strength was returning to her limbs and she slowly regained her ability to move and speak. She could feel the thick mixture of fluids flowing out of her body across the seats. Some distant part of her hoped they had put down a towel.

It felt like an hour or more passed in silence. By the time the van stopped, she felt like she could walk again, albeit at a slow and unsteady pace. They lifted her from the van, and she stood on her own feet. The cloth hood was pulled away and she was quite surprised to see her own house. As she was staring, the van door closed behind her and the van sped away.

The sun was just coming up over the horizon. No one was awake to see her. She staggered over and pulled the spare house key from where it was hidden underneath a lawn gnome. After a period of struggling she was able to get the key in the hole and she nearly fell into the safety of her own home.

She paused in the living room. Then, one labored step at a time, she made her way to the bathroom. She climbed into the shower and turned the hot water on full blast. She laid down in the tub and stayed there for a long time as it ran over her body.

She processed the events of the night before. The water washed away the fluids that were still leaking from her holes. Her whole body ached and throbbed but the hot water slowly eased away her pain. After a long while, she lay back in the tub and spread her legs.

As the memories of her rape returned and flooded her mind, she began to violently rub her clit.

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