Helped

"Somebody! Help!" It surprised her that this happened in the midst of all the people around them, and yet, no one could come to her rescue.

Well, I brought myself into this situation, I might as well take what I'm being served. It's not like it's the first time. With that thought, she gave up fighting, allowing her limbs to go weak as she gave her attacker access to her.

"That's more like it. Oh, yes, I love a submissive bitch. You actually meet the criteria." He growled, chuckling wickedly as he brought his mouth to her ear. "You wanna know why no one's answering?" He asked, trailing his overly wet tongue inside her ear. He continued, "every single person, that you see in this room, has been drugged."

"How is that possible?" She managed to ask in her cold state.

"How could I not know? I sell it to em, and guess what? I took some myself."