She tries to fight them off. They her drink.

"Hey bitch! We're not through wit you yet," one of the men said as he roughly pulled her back onto the floor, bending her over and grabbing her ass while the others started groping her again.

"So you think you can just come over here and tease us and not have to pay the consequences, do you?" one of them hissed as he felt her up again, the forcefulness of his touch as he fondled her pussy making Jordan squirm in terror at the thought of them taking turns **** her and cumming inside of her untouched pussy.

"Leave me alone! Just let me go!" she shouts at them as they rough her up, Jordan too concerned with fighting them off to see the leader of the group dropping two pills into her drink.

"Your ours slut," one of the men hissed as Jordan used every inch of strength she had to break away from them, reaching for her drink on the table and taking several big sips of it to calm her nerves, slumping down in her chair after several minutes as her would-be rapists started walking over to her.

"A little Rohypnol never hurt anyone. Except this blonde bitch who's pussy is about to get popped open," the leader of the men, named Jorge, says to the other three as Jordan's head slumps forward onto the table, the heavy dose of the date **** **** they put in her drink already taking effect on her.

"Then after we each fuck her, we can cum in her. Maybe a baby will teach her not to tease guys and play with their emotions," one of the other men, named Juan, says as they walk over to their **** prize and start to fondle her again.