Drunk, and drugged by something slipped in my drink. Here we go again is all I could think as my eye lids got heavy. I was on my way out and these three nice men are going to help me into a cab. I don’t notice that this is a personal car and one of these nice men was driving it. Then I was out. Lulled during the drive and forced awake with a sniff of something and finding myself cuffed to a hospital stretcher. The three men from earlier where there. All of them wearing black leather masks and butcher aprons. I saw the hatchets in their hands as they smiled at me. They were put down if only for a moment and all three of them had their cocks rock hard and probing away at my holes. I was unable to move. Just laid there aware of everything but listless. I saw bright lights and know this is the big one. I will be fucked to death then hacked to pieces for gator alley food.
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