Ramade

Here you find some clips we recorded over the past years - my girl likes to party and she knows about my drunkfetish and support it best she can! Take a look of her drunkness - she likes to show it to you....

Ramade's Blog:

The Night It All Went Down

Added about 1 month ago.

One wild night some years ago: My girlfriend went out partying hard with her best friend, sending me teasing selfies from the club—rum & cola raised, eyes glassy, tight low jeans with nothing underneath. By 4:30 a.m. I joined her, immediately feeling the warm, damp crotch of her jeans from little piss splatters she hadn’t wiped away. She begged for stronger drinks, downed them in one go, demanded photos, and whispered how much she wanted me to watch her completely lose it. We moved to a late-night pub where she kept gulping almost-pure rum until she could barely stand. The walk home through the snowy park turned chaotic: staggering, puking hard over railings and against trees, collapsing in the snow with her ass up in those filthy, soaked jeans. Back home I left her sprawled on the couch still in the wrecked denim—wet patches gleaming, smell thick with sweat, rum, piss, and vomit—completely passed out, legs spread, mine to admire. Next morning she laughed through the hangover: “You wrecked me… worth it.”

Target of the Night

Added about 2 months ago.

It began with a glance over breakfast—a silent promise that she would destroy herself for me tonight. The photos arrived like calculated heartbeats: each one a step closer to the edge, a provocation as the "fair game" of the clubs. No limits, only chaos. Every message fueled a burning jealousy that I first had to learn to master. But in that letting go lay the victory: to watch her fall, knowing that I am the ultimate collector of her wreckage. Hours later, in the cold light of dawn, I found her—defenseless prey in an alleyway, marked by rum, exhaustion, and her own decay. It wasn't love in the traditional sense. It was something far more dangerous. And unforgettable.

Drinking Herself Under

Added 2 months ago.

She never waited for an excuse—any party, any drink was hers to take. Rum, shots, cocktails, anything poured in front of her, she drank without hesitation. Every sip, every glass, she chased the buzz—and I couldn’t look away, fascinated by how completely she lost control.

New Year Party Extreme: When Alcohol Takes Over

Added 2 months ago.

The new year party night started like any other — drinks, laughter, fireworks. But it quickly spiraled. Step by step, glass by glass, I pushed her further… and the bartender joined in. By the time we left the club, she was completely undone — staggering, slumping, losing control. A raw look at a night taken over by alcohol.

The Night She Tried to Outdrink Herself

Added 3 months ago.

It was supposed to be a simple celebration of her finally finishing a long-awaited project, but from the start she turned it into her personal drinking mission. With every glass she grabbed, she seemed determined to make up for weeks of stress in a single night. She laughed, joked, and acted perfectly in control — even as her steps grew unsteady and her words blurred. She wanted to celebrate hard, and she tried everything to hide just how quickly the alcohol was taking over.

“Oktoberfest Overload": From Cheers to Collapse!

Added 4 months ago.

It was a collapse with warning — she had planned to drink, but by 8 PM at Oktoberfest, it spiraled out of control. Staggering, vomiting, barely standing… and by the hotel, she collapsed fully clothed onto the bed, utterly helpless.