So this story began when I matched some girl on a dating app about a year ago. Her pictures weren’t great but at the time I just wanted to meet fun people. After talking for a while, she asked for my number and called me right away. She asked me to come over to her place to have coffee and talk. I took that literally. Only coffee and some conversation. So I thought “why not?” and left. We met at the tramway station and walked for about 10 minutes to her apartment, which smelled funny, a mix of dog and some herbs. She soon told me she had 3 dogs and liked yoga, meditation and massages,.. which thinking about it now, totally makes sense... As I said, I wasn’t expecting anything sexual going down but then she said something about staying the night and banging all day. I just brushed it off as a joke. Besides, that night I was throwing a party at my place. It was around 11 am and I never told her about my party. Anyways, she brings out the coffee, I start drinking it, and it tastes bad... Really, really bad… She offers me a hand massage. I thought to myself, “she’s not asking me to undress and lie face down on a massage bed, so why not?”. While she was doing it, I noticed her notebooks, and started going through them. There were drawings of the human body and in them was written the effects of massage in specific locations. For example, you could have something like, “Prevent Cold” written on the drawing of the back. She started to massage my ring finger. And breathe heavily. I searched for that part in the notebook. Heavier breathing. She begins to apply more pressure on the side. Even heavier breathing. This girl is almost having an orgasm, I thought. Then I found it. Written on the side of the left ring finger, in very small captions: “Penis” I thought it was really weird but I let her finish. Then she said that sometimes people feel dizzy after a hand massage and that I could lie down on her bed if I needed to. Immediately after she said that, I started to feel really dizzy and my vision started to get blurry. She noticed I wasn’t feeling well. I said I need to the bathroom “to wash my hands”. I couldn’t even see my own reflection. Let alone text or call someone on my phone. I thought about the horrible coffee and the weird massage I just got. I pictured myself waking up naked and tied to her bed the next morning. Her phone rings. I overhear that some friend was coming over for a few minutes. I almost thought I was done for, but noticed she seemed disappointed. I felt relieved. I decided I couldn’t do anything but hope for the best. The friend arrived and I took my chance, saying I had to leave. She told me to text her when I got home, to which I replied that I would. When I got home, I had one of the worst headaches of my life. I waited for it to pass for hours… That night at the party I didn’t say a word about what happened. I realized I had done something stupid and didn’t want to be lectured. I never answered any of her texts and learned a lot from this experience about trusting strangers. This happened a few months ago. I was at a club for my friend’s birthday and we had a table with around a dozen friends with us. When we get there a guy immediately starts to hit on me - he seemed super weird and the time I a boyfriend so I politely declined his advances. Things started to get weird soon after… While walking in the club I feel like I see him everywhere and it started to freak me out, but at the time I didn't sense any danger. Fast forward an hour and I'm chatting with a friend from high school who happened to be the bartender. The guy from earlier comes up and orders drinks for both me and him. I decline, and explain to my bartending friend that we already have a table - so I am good on drinks. The guy didn't like that, at all.. He gave me shit about not accepting his offer and how he's trying to be nice...however, during his "nice guy speech" he picked up my drink to refill it, which I again declined and asked him to excuse me while I chatted with my friend. I finish my drink. The same drink he just picked up, and didnt think much about the creepy guy anymore. About 30 minutes later I became very sick, disoriented and had my friend help me to the restroom since I felt too dizzy to walk alone. After a while I felt sick again and my female friend was nowhere to be seen, so I walked myself to the bathroom. While waiting at the door, the same creepy guy swooped in and held onto my waist very tight. He asked if I wanted to come up to his table upstairs to meet his friends. I kept telling him no, and that I need to get back to my friends. He began dragging me towards the stairs telling me a list of disgusting perverse things that I refuse to speak of here. At that point I was terrified but my legs literally didn't work. He was carrying me upstairs. As soon as we got up there he requested his valet to go home. At this point I know I'm in danger and noticed my purse is missing and so is my phone. While we were waiting outside, the bouncer made a comment about my behavior. The guy shrugs it off as too much alcohol. As we are waiting for the valet 6 of my friends burst from behind the door and begin screaming at the creepy guy while one of my female friends grabbed me and started pulled me back inside. I passed out soon after that and woke up at 5pm the next day on my friend’s couch. I thought I had alcohol poisoning until I went to the emergency room and found out I was drugged with Ketamine while out the night before. This guy intended to drug me and take me home with him. Since then I have refused to go out without my boyfriend. I avoid that bar at all costs and I know to watch my drink like a hawk whenever I'm out. This was a terrifying experience I will never forget.