NTR: Mommy Will Help You! 299. Did They Put Something Weird in Her Drink?

Sarah had lost all her previous restraint, appearing like a total stranger now. Her lips swelled up from the brutal cocks slamming into her mouth, and her eyes stared blankly as if she were tripping on heavy drugs.

Oliver shook his head at their condition, then faced the girls and said, "Can you help these two get dressed and ready to leave? I think they're still in a daze from all the drinks and sex."

Brenda laughed lightly at Oliver's remark. "Sure thing, Oliver. Leave it to us." She headed to Ron, whose pants were still down, while Rebecca aided Sarah in rising and clothing herself properly once more.

As they handled that, the two buff guys shook off their post-climax haze. Spotting the scene, they scowled and grumbled at Oliver with clear annoyance.

"Who do you think you are? Taking away our toy? Do you know what we'll do to you?" one snarled, shooting Oliver a fierce glare.

The other buff man eyed Oliver's girls assisting Ron and Sarah with their outfits, then snickered and added, "It seems that your girls are quite beautiful, huh? Why don't you let us have some fun with them too before leaving? We promise to treat them well."

Oliver ignored them completely, not even glancing their way, and casually flicked his hand.

Furious at Oliver's dismissive vibe, the two muscular thugs advanced, set on punishing him for the slight.

Yet before they could act, security guards swarmed them, hauling the pair off with brute force.

The abrupt event left them clueless as they were dumped outside the club, sprawled on the ground like trash in a heap.

Ron, meanwhile, broke free from his stupor. He scanned the area, blinking in bewilderment, struggling to grasp his location and recent events.

Sarah remained deeply disoriented, clueless about her surroundings. She stood motionless like a limp puppet, eyes vacant and uncomprehending.

"Did they put something weird inside her drinks?" Oliver pondered, eyeing Sarah's state so unlike her typical shy demeanor.

Emma agreed with a nod. "Looks like they did. Otherwise, there's no explanation for her being so out of it." She pivoted and began pulling Sarah from the bar, gripping her firmly.

Ron fretted over Sarah too, hurrying to her and looping an arm around her waist for support. "What's wrong with her? I thought she was enjoying herself just a moment ago..."

He strained to remember the night's flow but recalled only Sarah sipping booze from a muscular man before carrying on with fun.

Maya shot Ron a stern glance and shook her head. "You should keep a better eye on your girlfriend. Don't you know that there are people out there who might try to drug girls to get their way with them in clubs? Although this club is supposed to be a sex club, and you can get down and dirty with your partner on the dance floor without needing to worry about such things, you don't know how things are and who might be targeting your girlfriend as prey to take advantage of her. And look at Sarah's current condition! You let someone drug your girlfriend! This could have ended horribly! Do you realize that!?"

Ron parted his lips to argue but stayed silent, knowing Maya spoke truth. This mess was on him. Greater caution would have spared Sarah this fate.

"Ron, I know you're into watching other guys with your girlfriend, but you should at least try to look out for her as well." Oliver clapped Ron's shoulder firmly. "Your girlfriend's safety comes first over your sexual fantasy. Remember, always make sure your partner is with someone you can trust at all times. Otherwise, accidents like this one might happen in the future. And who knows what kind of consequences will ensue? Just be more careful next time. Got it?"

Ron nodded, apologizing to Oliver and his mom for his negligence. He vowed never to let Sarah face this again. His love for her ran too deep to risk her pain from such folly.

"We should take her to a hospital." Emma proposed, steadying Sarah with an arm. "Who knows what kind of drug they used to put into her drinks? It could be something harmful for her body and health."

Oliver agreed and guided everyone from the club to their waiting cars outside.

Guards stood ready there, poised to chauffeur them back.

They split into different vehicles and sped off toward the hospital, hoping Sarah got the right care for the substance in her veins.

But mere minutes into the drive, roaring engines echoed close by. Suddenly, black cars swarmed in, boxing theirs from all sides and halting their path.