{ trigger warning, some nsfw and possible noncon/dubcon }

“Had a bit much to drink? You could hardly stand.”

“Were you robbed or is kinky foreplay gone wrong the reason you’re tied up?”

“My, what have we here?”

“You look nervous. What’s wrong?”

“I think you might have been drugged.”

“There’s no hiding how hot and bothered you are, darling…”

“You’re burning up and in no condition to be walking about, get to bed.”

“Are you still awake? Maybe the drug wasn’t strong enough…”

“When I saw you looking so helpless, I just couldn’t help myself.”

“You shouldn’t be walking all alone this time of night. There’s dangerous people around. Who knows what might happen…”

“Heh. And how do you plan to stop me?”

“I’ll strap you down nice and tight… It’ll be fun watching you squirm.”

“Are you crying?”

“Struggle all you want, cutie.”

“I’m n-not drunk, I only had a couple of drinks.”

“Put me down, I can walk!”

“Mind untying me?”

“I feel kinda… dizzy…”

“I might be coming down with something.”

“Stay back…”

"W-why can’t I move?"

“Keep your fucking hands to yourself.”

“I don’t need your help.”

“Really, I’m fine.”

“Apparently the brownies I ate were a bit… special.”

“I think I’m gonna be sick.”

“I can’t get up…”

“Who’s there?”

“No, don’t let them take me!”

“I can’t go back there, I can’t…”