As I swallow I feel so angry. I wish I wasn't out of it, I wish I had refused that drink. If only I wasn't drugged, i'd kick the shit out of him.
"Let's try and wake you up a little." he says as he slaps me and shakes me. It works a bit. I feel a little more present, but still pretty immobile. Great, all that's done is made me more aware of this disgusting situation.
He throws me on my front and unhooks my bra. Then he pulls my panties off of me. He rolls me over so i'm on my back again.
"I'm gonna leave you here a while. Give you a chance to wake up some more." He locks the door as he leaves. i lay there, still.
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