Forced Intox with someone who could care less

Noah doesn’t want to drink, but he doesn’t have a choice. He’s called me, after all, and he’s going to do as I tell him. He opens a bottle of wine as I tell him exactly what he’s going to do for me. He’s going to get drunk because I’m going to force him to. I’m going to weave a spell with my sultry voice and he’ll have no choice but to submit. He wants to resist, but finds the glass lifted to his lips and the smooth, sweet taste of the wine on his tongue. It’s not long before he feels a buzz. He pleads with me to stop, but I won’t. It’s too much of a turn on for me. I like forcing him to get drunk too much. We won’t stop until he’s fully intoxicated.