You love to be forced to do things, don’t you? Well, let’s see what we can do for you. It’s the holidays and it’s a time of giving. So, I’ll keep giving you drink after drink after drink until you’re a complete mess. I want to get you so drunk you won’t remember what you did. Maybe you gave me all your cash. Or, maybe you did some humiliating things I caught on video. But we’re getting ahead of ourselves here.
You walk into my bar where I’m serving drinks with a seductive smile and a knowing look in my eyes. I’m wearing something festive – a red dress that hugs all my curves in all the right ways with white fur trim on the hem and sleeves. A black belt accents my waist, pulled taught to give me even more of an hourglass figure.
You take a seat in front of me and I place a fancy glass in front of you filled with eggnog. I give you a wink and inform you that the first one’s on the house. It’s the giving season after all. It’s so good and it relaxes you. You nurse it for a while until it’s near closing time and everyone else has left. But I can’t just give away a drink for free and not have you order more. So, I clear my throat expectantly and take your empty glass from you.
I ask in a demanding but not unkind tone if you’d like another. When you nod, I expertly fix you another drink. With a smile and a flourish I place it in front of you. “Now, drink up,” I encourage you seductively. You comply with my request. No sooner than you’ve finished your drink than I give you another one. This process repeats itself, but you start to feel drunk so you tell me you don’t want anymore. But I keep insisting. I pressure you to take yet another sip, another drink.
It isn’t long before you’re completely intoxicated. What happens to you after you’ve been forced to drink? What do you think? Let’s finish this story.
