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Drugged

20 September, 2016 (03:42) | hot gay sex, Uncategorized | By: Gaysexstories

by Nuts

I had been fighting with my wife and went to a bar to
forget about my troubles. My jealousy and possessive-
ness had caused another blow up; I always felt that she
flirted too much with other men.

A beautiful woman by the name of Heather sat beside me
in my little booth; I’d had too many drinks and wel-
comed her flirting advances. I poured my problems out
to her, and naturally she understood and felt pure
sympathy for me.

“You’re right Mike, she sounds like she owes you big
time. I’ll bet she’s fucked around on you already. In
fact, you ought to go out, have a good time, and find
some woman to have a good time with yourself. I mean,
it’s only fair, right?”

She understood me, comforted me, and then kissed me.
Our eyes locked and she had me.

“Come with me for awhile, Mike. I’m not asking for
anything. I’ll just give you what you need, and then
you’ll feel better. Your wife can’t fuck around on
you and get away with it. Let’s fuck, I know that I
could use some good sex right now.”

An offer like that a guy can’t refuse.

Heather’s house was modest; not too fancy, but it was
set away from other homes with plenty of trees and
shrubs, allowing complete privacy. She sat me down in
a chair and gave me another drink. Kneeling in front
of me, she released my cock and sucked me slowly in.
I never became aware of the tunnel vision that occurs
just before you black out.

***

I woke up the next morning in bed, still fully dressed.
It was *my* bed. How’d I get here?

Incredibly hung over, I forced myself to take a shower,
then headed downstairs. My wife was already out by the
pool, catching the morning sun.

“Well, I see you’re finally up. It’s already noon.”
she said flatly.

“Oh, wow. Lisa…I was a bit drunk last night; how’d
I get home?”

“Your friend Dave brought you home. He drove you here,
and his wife brought your car. They’re a very nice
couple; Dave said they ran into you down at the bar,
and that you just needed to blow off some steam.”

Dave? Dave and his wife? I don’t even know a Dave.
My mind was spinning, and the hangover was not helping
me sort things out. I vaguely remembered a woman named
Heather, but…

“He left his phone number. Wanted you to call him when
you got up. It’s in by the phone.”

I went straight to the phone. The number was there,
but I didn’t recognize it. I dialed it immediately.

“Hello?” a man’s voice answered.

“Uh, yeah..is Dave there?”

Silence for a moment. Then a slight laugh. “Hello,
Mike. Is your beautiful wife within earshot?”

“No, she’s out by the pool. Who is this?”

More laughter. “You don’t remember much of last night,
do you? You’re on the cordless phone, right? Why don’t
you go into your study and take a look in your brief-
case. That might make a world of difference to you.”

I was already heading down the stairs to my study.
“Who IS this?” I repeated.

“I’m the man that took you home last night. By the
way, Mike, your wife is a very beautiful woman. I
can’t believe you wanted to cheat on her.”

My face flushed with heat. I remembered a little more
about Heather. I remember looking down at her as she
sucked me off. I had convenced myself that it had all
been a dream. Opening my briefcase, I saw several
Polaroids. Graphic Polaroids. I was completely naked,
that woman named Heather was on top of me, fucking me.
Another shot had another naked man in it…he was
standing beside me, injecting my arm with some kind of
shot. My eyes darted immediately to my arm; yes, there
was the tell-tale sign of a needle mark. Another
Polaroid showed the man ijuctulating all over my face,
and another of him smearing his slimmy dick all over
my come coated lips.

“Oh God.” was all that I could say into the phone.

“Good, Mike. I see you’ve found the photos. There
are many more, just so you’ll know.”

“What do you want?” I croaked out.

“I want a lot, Mike. But first, I want to make things
clear to you. If you fail to obey me, I will show this
stuff to your wife. And to your parents in Florida.
And to your boss at work.” He told me the addresses
of my parents and my of my place of work, just to
verify that he was not bluffing.

I sank to my knees, unable to stand. “Wait. Please.
Don’t do any of that. I’ll cooperate any way I can.
How much do you want? I’ll put together all the money
that I can.”

“That’s good, Mike. I like it that you’re so ready
to cooperate. It’s not necessarily money that I want
right now. Look in the briefcase; see the little bag
of powder?”

“Yes, I see it. What is it?”

“Tonight, I want you to slip that in your wife’s drink.
Call me immediately after you do it. I expect to hear
from you between 5:00 and 7:00. That gives you plenty
of time. Don’t call me before that is done, or photos
will be mailed.”

Click. The line went dead. I was still on my knees,
and it took me 15 minutes to get the strength to stand.

The rest of the day went by like a dream. Lisa was
very civil to me considering the state I’d come home
in the night before. I’m sure I came across very
subservient, quiet and compliant.

Six O’clock came, and I knew I had to get the drug
into my wife. She was asking me if I wanted to go
out to eat. I was worried — I didn’t know what the
drug was or what it would do, I didn’t want to hurt
my wife, but at the same time I was mad at her for
fucking with me so much, it’s the reason that we were
in this situation. But all I said was, “I don’t know.
I’m not feeling too well right now. Let’s have a
drink and then decide.”

I fixed her a long island ice tea, and mixed in the
white powder. As she sipped on it, I made the call.

“She’s drinking it right now,” I told Dave.

“We’ll be over in about 10 minutes.” Click.

My wife was still sipping the drink when the doorbell
rang. She hadn’t said much, but looked up a little
puzzled when the bell rang.

I opened the door to see the woman from the night
before standing there with a smirk on her face. A
tall man was behind her, dark hair with steely
confident eyes. They pushed passed me without saying
a word. I noticed then that the woman was carrying
a large suitcase.

Lisa didn’t even try to get up. She smiled as she
greeted them somewhat slowly.

Dave picked her up in his arms and carried her up the
stairs without preamble. The woman, Heather stood
back, motioning for me to follow him, then she took
up the rear.

In the bedroom, Dave set my wife down on the bed; she
was still awake, but I doubt she was coherent. He
gestured for me to sit down in a reading chair across
the room. Heather pulled some rope out of her suitcase
and then tied me to the chair. Soon I was completely
immobile. By then, Dave had completely disrobed my
wife. He was examining her, as if he were looking
over a car for sale. Heather then began to cut away
my slacks, just the part covering my crotch. My
underwear was cut away too, and my erection was sud-
denly there to be seen.

Dave turned to me then. “Your wife is indeed beauti-
ful.” His hand dipped between her legs for a moment,
then he brought his fingers to his nose. “And clean,
too. Sweet. You’ve suspected her of being
flirtatious, slutty…well, we’re here to find that
out. But we’re not going to rely on just her hormones
to make her slutty. No, we’re going to guarantee her
submission to us, just like we guaranteed yours. I
see by the way your cock is responding, you’re actually
enjoying this.”

I shook my head no, trying to deny that this was hap-
pening, deny that my body was responding.

“Last night, you had a little help with your coopera-
tion.” his hand led my gaze to Heather. She was
holding up a hypodermic, squirting out any air bubbles.
“But tonight, you will have to make do without. Your
wife gets the shot tonight.”

“Please, don’t…I’ll do anything you want, just
please…leave my wife out of it.” My pleading was
weak and useless.

“Mike, you don’t seem to understand. You’ll do any-
thing we want anyway. We own you, and now we’re about
to own your wife.”

Heather moved to my wife and injected her with the
drug. Dave was beside me, whispering in my ear. “The
drug is very addictive. Soon, both of you will be
voluntarily coming to us, begging us to use you,
begging us to own you.” His hand reached down to my
cock; he grabbed it in his fist and stroked it slowly.

Feel that? Feel how hard the whole idea makes you?
You love it already.”

Heather had put a blindfold on my wife, and was now
slowly bringing her to consciousness with smelling
salts. Dave got up on the bed and began to arouse
Lisa, using his hands expertly on her now wet crotch.
My wife was moaning, moving sensuously on the bed,
an orgasm building in the heat. Any time her hands
moved to take off the blindfold, Dave or Heather
would pull them away. In her drugged state, I don’t
think she cared that complete strangers were touching
her. Dave mounted her in one smooth stroke, and Lisa
cried out in pleasure. Soon she was being vocal,
calling out for more, begging for more. My cock was
aching. I was throbbing for release, yet tears were
streaming down my face in humiliation.

I saw Dave arch as he came hard, filling my wife with
his sperm. She cried out, “Yes! Oh yes! Do it! Do
it! Oh, God!” And then she came, her hands raking his
back, legs clasped around him, pulling him deeper into
her. As they came off their high, Heather softly tied
my wife’s hands up over her head, keeping Lisa from
removing her blindfold.

Dave pulled out of my wife, and I could see the sweat
rolling off her naked breasts, down her bare stomach.
Her legs were spread wide, and her cunt was glistening.
White sperm was dripping out of her, down her crack.
Dave reached his hand to it, pulling three fingers
full out. Standing in front of me, his cock still
semi-erect in my face, he smeared the cum mixture onto
my face, across my lips; I closed my eyes in shame as
a finger worked it’s way into my mouth, parting my
lips.

“Clean off my cock with your mouth.”

A simple command. Simple to him, mind twisting to me.
But I had no choice. He now had my wife, but I couldn’t
let him destroy my job, or worse yet, destroy my
parents. I opened my mouth and took him in. Heather
released me from the ropes, then guided me to a
kneeling position in front of Dave. I continued to
suck him, even as the Polaroid’s flash went off,
sealing my fate.

***

Over the next few weeks, the same ritual occurred. I
would put my wife to sleep, they would come over and
shoot her up, fuck her thoroughly, and humiliate me.
Dave had also gotten into the habit of whispering to
my wife while he fucked her; I never heard what he
said. Then one day, they showed up unexpectedly. I
hadn’t put her out, but here they were, suitcase and
all.

My wife had become rather withdrawn over the past week
or two, and her face had taken on the look of one who
needs sleep. Dave went straight over to her and began
whispering to her. Her eyes opened in panic or even
fear, and she backed up to the wall. He closed in on
her, and whispered into her ear. I just stood there.
There was nothing I could do, and I knew it. Dave was
pressed up against her, and his hands went down between
her legs. At first she struggled to stop him, but then
she stopped resisting. Her eyes, glassed over with
tears, glanced over at me, her mouth quivering. As
she looked at me, Heather began taking my clothes off.
By the time I was naked, Lisa was slightly humping
against Dave’s hand.

“Go to your wife, Mike. Take off her clothes. Prepare
her.” Heather commanded.

I numbly walked over to Lisa, our eyes locked together.
Dave stepped back as I removed my wife’s clothes. She
didn’t resist.

“She knows that she needs something, Mike. She knows
that her body craves something, and that I’m the one
she can get it from.” He was referring to the drug.
She was addicted now, and desperately needed the thrill
of it coarsing through her veins.

“I’m sorry, Lisa. This is my fault.” My apology seemed
to be more than inadequate.

“Lisa.” Dave commanded. “If you want what you need,
you’re going to have toobey me. Just like your husband
does. He will obey everything I tell him, won’t you
Mike? Tell her.”

My eyes lowered. “It’s true. I’ll do anything he
tells me. I have to.”

“Call me Master, Mike.”

“Master. You are my Master.”

“Kneel.”

I knelt.

“Take me in your mouth.”

I reached up, unzipped his pants, and sucked his member
into my mouth.

“You see, Lisa? He *must* obey me. As do you. Mike,
look up at your wife.”

I looked up at her, saw the shock in her eyes as she
looked down at her husband with a cock in his mouth.
My head was still bobbing slowly along his shaft, and
one of her hands went to her mouth, covering it as it
opened in complete shock.

“Enough.” Dave stepped away from me and moved back
close to Lisa. “Do you want your candy, Lisa? Hmm,
my little whore? It’s time for your sweets. It’s
time to obey me.” He kept whispering to her as he
led her by the arm over to where Heather was waiting
with the injection of the evening.

Dave sent one of his fingers into my wife’s cunt as
he gently guided her to sit on the couch. He was
still whispering. “It’s time to voluntarily give
yourself up now, Lisa. It’s time to show us that
you want it. I own you now, Lisa. You must obey me.
You just saw what I did to your husband. I own him,
he’s my own personal cocksucker. It’s your turn now,
time to join him. Hold out your arm to Heather now.
Ask her to give it to you. You want it. You know the
pleasure that it gives you. You know how good it
feels to give up your body to me. Be my whore, now.
Do it. Hold out your arm.”

Her arm slowly opened out to Heather. Lisa was
breathing faster as Dave’s finger pumped in and out
of her, teasing her clit.

“Good, good girl…but that’s not enough. Ask for
it. You have to beg for it.”

“Please…”

“Please what, Lisa?”

“Please, give it to me.”

“Why should I give it to you, hm? Tell me whore.”

“Oh, please…I’ll do anything you want.”

“Are you my cunt?”

“Yes.” she sobbed.

“Say it.”

“I’m your cunt.” Tears were running down her cheeks.

“Tell me more.”

“I’m your cunt. Your whore. I’ll do anything. Anything
you want. Please.”

Dave nodded to Heather. Heather then went about the
dirty business of injecting my wife.

The effect it had on my wife was incredible. In just
moments, she went from crying and trembling, to acting
like a whore in heat. She was definitely not the same
woman; she begged him to fuck her, fuck her hard. She
wanted it everywhere, in her cunt, in her mouth, in
her ass…she started begging him to fuck her ass,
like her life depended on it. He did, too; he stuck
it deep inside her ass, fucking her hard.

***

We now serve Master Dave regularly, servicing him and
any of his guests however they may choose. He slowly
took my wife off the drug, so that she wasn’t addicted
to it anymore. But occasionally he will shoot her up
as a reward for doing something incredibly perverse.
It turns out that Heather was not his wife, she was
just another victim, a willing slave to his desires.

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