The Weeknd

Molly

Elisha pulled me to the side, and handed me a bottle of water. "Rahslyn, I love you. I really fucking do. I'm about to give you something, something to enhance this experience. This feeling you're about to experience, is a neuron effect." Elisha stares in my eyes, reaches for my hand, leaves something tiny in the palm of it. "What the hell..?" I questioned him. "It's molly, Rahslyn I wouldn't give it to you if I think you couldn't handle it. Besides I already took one", and at that moment I questioned my trust. Devastatingly, should I take this rave pill. But then again, XO.
Xstacy Oxycodone. I took the pill. Abel sang his ass off on that stage, sang at least one song from each of his four albums, finished it off.. with Initiation. The pill hit me, hit me like a bat swing. I felt drunk in love, I started hugging Elisha around his waist. He held me by my head. We swayed. We were higher than, anything. It felt like love in the sky, and I just want to fuck him. I'm just a horny virgin now. It was love in the sky, endlessly, we made out. I was getting hornier by the second. The concert was ending. I wanted an encore. "Come on baby, you're the only one with that backstage pass, lets go use it." My heart pounded. Everything moved with the song. The fucking music was so much better on molly. Everything was fast, walking, talking, I felt as if I could talk forever. I felt like I was over energized, pumped, way too over edge. Speed. "Elisha?" I felt like I was going to explode. "Yes my love", he yelled over the music. I didn't respond, we walked into a room. A whole bunch of men, black men. Stared at me, one come up and asked for a pass. I showed him it, he took my hand and sat me down. Elisha walked out. Wait... why? A tall black dude who looked super stoned and closed the door behind him and locked it. "Would you like some orange juice", asked a light skinned chubby man. "Yes, thank you", I responded. I drinked all of it, waiting for Abel to finish up his thanks. I felt loose, low, and drifting. I started sinking into the couch. Falling asleep, on molly ? Makes no since. But it was too late. I was drugged, and was pasted out.
I felt cold fingers rub all over my body, awakening me. I was frighten but horny. So I let the millions of fingers I felt touch me, fingering me, making me moan uncontrollably. I wasn't fully awake, but I felt everything, knew exactly what was going on. I kept telling myself it's a dream. I felt a piercing pain in my pelvis and I yelled. Someone was inside of me, making me enjoy the horniest I feel, abused my will. In and out super fast, I was over drugged and felt like a sexual monkey. Letting the mysterious men touch me and have me. I couldn't get anything other but sensation. An even sharper pain hit me in my spot and I came everywhere. Faintly I heard people saying things loud, I could barely see, everything was a blur. I felt drunk and high, and nearly blind. I didnt know how to get out this state of mind, I was constantly turning my head looking for Elisha, but everything was a blur. After a while, I felt used. Dirty, lost my virginity .. to these rapist. Then out cold and fast asleep I was.

I woke up in a bed, felt depressed, hungover, confused, sore, unconfrontable, so upset with myself. I sat up crying, looking around, "Where the fuck am I?" I asked myself nervously. It looked like to be an expensive hotel room. White covers, open vast view over the city, a big bed I was laying in. I got up, felt the carpet under my feet. I walked around slowly, I tried to open the big door which I believe was the exit. Locked from the outside. Fuck. I looked around some more, opened the closet. It was huge, filled with clothes, they all looked my size. I was just wearing a big white shirt and panties. I was frightened, hungry, sad, overwhelmed, dreading.

- can I get five more stars ?