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🕑 Added 2023-09-28 23:38:18 +0000 UTCAlex should have known better than to walk into the kink bar, even on a dare. It was clear to everyone around him he was out of his environment, his head down keeping from eye contact as he made it to the bar. All he needed was to buy a drink, get a receipt and he was out.
As he stood at the bar a man came up beside him, giving Alex a nudge.
"Hey, you're friends with Nick and Grant, right?"
Alex looked up, surprised, recognizing the names of his two friends who put him up to it. He didn't know whether to feel relieved knowing someone in his circle.
Alex nodded silently, eyeing the stranger.
"You're Alex right? Why don't I get you a drink"
Alex felt his skin crawl. He didn't know what to think of the man. They were shorter and would have been hidden by the surrounding crowd, but seemed almost a little out of place as well dressed more casually than the other clients.
"No thanks, I'm just getting a drink and getting out of here" Alex responded, trying to keep the conversation to a minimum. As he looked up though, the bartender was coming over with two beers, placing them on the counter.
"Here I already got you covered. Got two drinks as always" The man said, shoving the drink into Alex's hand.
Alex felt caught off guard, surprised he was a step behind. He raised the bottle to his lips from habit, trying to use the drink to avoid talking. Alex chugged it as the man watched, working finishing the bottle so he could finally get his own.
"Damn you're a thirsty bitch. You just want to chug, don't you?"
Alex ignored the man, trying not to focus on the words. The voice somehow pierced through the noise of the bar, though, sinking into his mind.
Alex finished, placing the bottle down as he felt the wave of liquor spreading from his stomach.
"Woof, you're a natural" The man said, snapping.
Something about it brought Alex's focus back, his attention captured.
"I don't think I introduced myself" The man continued, extending his hand. Alex grasped it, not thinking as the man suddenly pulled it forward bringing Alex's head down. In a moment Alex was out, the rush of blood sending him into a trance.
It was easy bringing the jock's mind down, Alex's head complient in moments. He no longer had a choice but to respond to orders, his control locked away. Alex remained fully aware, trapped in a body that was no longer his own.
It was easy to lead him to the back, positioned kneeling on the floor, naked with his mouth open. He was witness to his own demise, patrons finding him and using his mouth how they wanted. The only option Alex had was to drink, watching as his friends turned up there as well, taking turns using their new toy.
