When they sober up (m/f, nc, drugs, kidnapping)

There is always a moment, when violating some dumb, young thing, fresh faced and innocent, when they sober up and realize what trouble they are in. That things have spun out of control and their preconceptions of right and wrong and how the world works shatters. It’s a beautiful moment if you manage to catch it, like a bright meteor in the sky, white hot and then fading to nothing. I live for those moment and those dumb, soon to be broken, girls.

I’ve always liked music festivals for that reason. Great sounds, easy access to drug, just legal girls and toys partying the night away. There is almost always plenty of freaky girls who want to let loose but if you can’t find one of them, there are dozens upon dozens of virgins about. Now, I don’t mean literally virgins, most have had a cock in their mouth or cunt. I mean festival virgins. Dumb cunts free to try all manner of drinks and drugs, taking what is given them freely, mixing shit that shouldn’t be mixed. Just delicious.

Often they’ll be protected by friends, but there will still be plenty stumbling about. In tight cloths, miniskirts, or micro dresses, reveling in freedom as they drug themselves to oblivion. Hot skin, a need to be touched, glazed eyes, mouth ajar. Lost in the crowd, behind for a shark to devour them. It’s always fun to help those lost girls, direct them to a better place, where they can be safe. Safe from prying eyes that is. I’ll always help myself to their bodies as I walk them to my van, feeling their ass, cupping their perky chests, listening to their soft moans. No panties, no bra, just a wet cunt and a vapid mind.

There, I’ll leave them into my van, an air mattress handy for them to crash on. Most happily take a pacifier to suck on, drugged a bit to make them that much more limp. And then, music on, I take my prey, stripping them. They mutter about the camera flashes, but I bat their hands away. The customers need to see the merchandise. And then, I start the webcam, using just a bit of lube, their cunts are almost always soaked but their asses are almost always virgin unless they are one of those closeted Christian girls trying to stay pure. It doesn’t matter, none of them are pure after I’m done with them.

I push in their ass and that’s when the fun begins, I always try to make sure the camera’s record that. Some are so wasted they don’t know what’s happening but most, most sooner at that moment. The moment their bowels feel like they are being ripped away, hazy, doped up, drunk, but wild animals eyes struggling. It’s too late by then. I’m in. They cry, they beg, as they realize how wrong the world suddenly is. They don’t know where they are, who I am, but most realize what is going on. I try to make them bleed, I’m not gentle. I want to feel their every twitch and spasm. But they are so tight, I can only last so long before I cream their shit hole. I wipe my cock on their exhausted body, naked, hurt, taking more pictures and uploading them. Some beg it try to run, but most, they just lay there, little rabbits frozen by the light.

Most nights, I just kick them out about making them take some pills . They’ll know they were raped, but not who. I didn’t romance them, a stranger in a sea of strangers. Some even get dragged off by other men, not caring if it’s sloppy seconds that become sloppy thirds and fourths. One girl I found the next day in a urinal, body covered in piss and cum. I made sure to follow her progress and when her belly swelled, I smiled.

But for some, a select few on certain nights, an offer comes that I cannot refuse. They really sober as I handcuff them and gag them. When I drive off into the night, then kicking and struggling as the adrenaline kicks in. Just another girl that disappeared at a festival, maybe with a handsome musician. No one will notice me or her, just a couple against thousands. Pictures and videos, a but grainy perhaps may be found weeks or months later of someone who looks just like them. But they are doing acts those festival virgins would never do, fake smiles the entire time. And me and my bank account, strangely richer.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/gs7nea/when_they_sober_up_mf_nc_drugs_kidnapping