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The bass from the music reverberated throughout your body. The strobing club lights showed off the glimmering sequence of your strapless dress. You looked good and you felt even better from the drink in your hand, the third one so far tonight. Abruptly, you felt your phone fall from your pocket and you instantly go into panic mode. You place your drink down on the ledge of a nearby window and crouched down to search, even though you were extremely hammered at this point. While you were searching someone was crouched with you - seeming to be trying to help you look. "Ah, here you go! This must be yours, right?" The man asked as he handed your phone back to you.
You felt a wave of relief wash over you as you take your phone from the kind stranger. "Oh my god, thank you so much! I was totally freaking out." You smile at him as you both stand. He towered over you. He was easily 6ft, but he could very well be taller. Getting a better look at the man, he was a sight for sore eyes. He was cleaned up pretty nicely. He wore a black turtleneck long sleeve with black jeans. His hair was combed into a great slick-back style, with just a few hairs out of place for aesthetics.
You felt your face heat up after you realized you were basically undressing him with your eyes. You nervously reach over to your drink and take a sip. "Don't worry about it," he smiled, causing you to melt even more, "I'm Sangwoo." Your palms felt clammy. He was introducing himself to you. He wants you to know him. Your mouth felt dry. You told him your name with a forced relaxed demeanor. His eyes scanned over you from head to toe, "Nice to meet you." Upon closer inspection, you noticed that he had intense dark circles under his eyes. Maybe he had a hard time sleeping? Insomnia?
You found yourself conversating with Sangwoo for 40 minutes before you felt an odd feeling overtake your body. You pressed your hand against your head and excused yourself from the conversation. Maybe you had too much to drink? Your body stumbled and swayed as you sloppily moved passed the other club patrons. Your heels didn't make this situation much easier. You felt yourself slip but then felt firm and toned arms brace your fall.
Sangwoo looked down at you with a concerned look on his face. "Ah, you aren't looking too well. Are you okay? Did you drink over your typical limit?" This guy was such a sweetheart. "I-I guess. I don't know I feel really weird. I think I should go home." He nodded in agreement as he guided you to the exit of the club, the chilly night air sending a shiver up your bare arms and legs. Sangwoo noticed and quickly wrapped you in his coat.
You thank him as you fumble around your pocket for your phone. "I called an Uber for you. No need to do it yourself." He smiled as he guided you to a nearby bench. "Really? Wow, thank you so much. How m-much was it? I'll pay you back." Your words slurred, you don't even know if you actually spoke or if it was in your head. The only reason you knew you actually spoke was because of his reaction. He chuckled and shook his head. Sangwoo didn't sit beside you. He stood right next to you so you were forced to look up to meet his eyes. Something about this physically dynamic caused a stir within your womanhood. You mentally scolded yourself for feeling this way for a man you met only an hour ago.
The Uber that Sangwoo called showed up right as the world began to look distorted. Your vision began to faded and you felt the need to close your eyes. You instinctively gripped Sangwoo's shoulder as he carried your tired body to the car. You didn't pass out but you could no longer keep your eyes open. Sangwoo slid you into the backseat, taking care to buckle you in. You felt the car began to drive. Sangwoo was in the car with you, making small talk with the driver. "Long night, you two?" the driver asked as he drove.
You heard Sangwoo agree, "Ha, yeah, it was a long one, especially for the lady." You could hear in his voice that he was smiling. "I see, your girlfriend is all partied out?" he asked with a laugh. "Oh yeah, she is out like a light." He didn't sound too concerned anymore. Something about this situation suddenly felt weird but what could you do? You were practically unconscious.
After 10 more minutes, the driver stopped and thanked you both, wishing you a goodnight as he drove off. Sangwoo carried you bridal style, your body now limp. He unlocked your door and carried you inside, locking the door behind him.
You felt yourself be placed on your bed. "Sangwoo?..." you managed to mutter something out of your mouth. "Hm?" he replied as you heard him walking around your room. "I'm confused... How did you know where I lived?" His movement stopped. There was a silence that was filled with a nervous tension. You managed to get your eyes to open and focus on the room around you.
Sangwoo was in nothing but his underwear. He smiled at you but not like before. This time something was different. Something wasn't right. "You're able to open your eyes already? Damn, I guess the dose wasn't enough." he shrugged and sighed. "Dose? Dose of what? What are you talking about?" You tried not to show your fear, but your voice couldn't help but tremble. "C'mon, don't be dumb. Why do you think you feel the way you do?" He looked a bit irritated as he stared you down from the foot of your bed.
You swallowed dryly as you felt all the pieces of the puzzle come together. There is no way that the nice guy you met from the club roofied you! Your heart fell into your stomach as a smug smirk tugged on his lips. "Are you figuring it out? Are you realizing your situation?" You tense as he climbed on your bed, crawling towards your weakened body. A meek "Stop," was all you could mutter out as he pinned both of your wrists with only his one hand. You felt your blood run cold.
Your mind began to race with so many thoughts. Nothing made sense. The only way he could have known where you lived in the first place is if he followed you home before. He must’ve. “I don’t understand, why are you doing this? Please, I-I-“ “Why? Why not?” He looked at you blankly, like it was a stupid question he was expecting. “You made it so easy. I almost felt obliged.” He huffed out a chuckle as he slipped your panties down your thighs to your ankles.
Before you could process what he had just done, your wrists were bound to the headboard above your head with a pair of handcuffs. You knew there wasn’t anything you could do. Maybe you could bargain with him? Maybe this experience doesn’t have to be painful? “W-wait, I’m sorry for the way I’ve been acting.” His eyes studied your face as you spoke, not expecting you to apologize.
You swallow your pride and continue, “To be honest, as soon as I saw you I felt attracted to you and kind of hoped the night would go in this direction… But without the roofieing.” You muttered out a dry laugh, trying to get him to smile. His face contorted to that of irritation and disgust. “So you wanted to sleep with me since you saw me? I didn’t expect you to be that desperate to get laid. Also, if you’re asking me to, uh, I don’t know, have consensual sex with you, that’s not happening. That is literally the point of everything I’ve done. It wouldn’t be rape if I wanted you to enjoy it, now would it?”
Sangwoo abruptly shoved his rock-hard cock into your tight pussy. Your core burned as he ripped into you, not even allowing you to get wet. You squeezed your eyes shut and clenched your hand into a fist. He placed a large, calloused palm roughly over your mouth. Hot tears spilled over as he ruthlessly slammed into you.
Your whimpers and whines were drowned out by the creaky bed-frame and Sangwoo’s pants of pleasure at your pain. His eyes darted all over your face, taking in every detail of your tormented expression.
Although this situation is completely terrifying, something inside of you feels enjoyment. Your eyes relax slowly and lock onto his. For a moment his eyes flashed a brief confused reaction but quickly went back to looking unnerving.
Sangwoo felt his climax approaching. The movements of his waist become sloppy as his speed increases. He mutters of few curses as his hand moves from your mouth to your neck, gripping dangerously tight. You knew you looked afraid. If he squeezed any tighter you knew he’d kill you. It seemed he knew this too, which only drove him more wild.
“Yes, fuck, that’s it - I-I’m cumming-“ He groaned as his hips stiffened, warm semen spilling into your womanhood and leaking out of you. You both were panting and staring into each other. You anticipated his next move. Would he let you live or not?
“You were a good fuck. It’d be a shame to let you go to waste.” He stated matter-of-factly as he began choking you. You began to thrash around, vision growing spotty as your brain is deprived of oxygen. You mouthed a final “please” as you forcibly pass out. Sangwoo sighed and smiled to himself.
He wouldn’t admit it to you, but he was truly flattered that you wanted to sleep with him instantly. He cleaned himself off on your duvet and made himself comfortable. He’d be staying for a while.