“Don’t let up, bitch. Fuck him faster and much harder. I want to hear his sweet groan as he empties the cargo in that pathetic pair of testicles up your worthless snatch one last time. You hear me? Answer me, chica!”
“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry! I’ll… I’ll fuck him faster and harder, Sir. Please don’t hit me,” Ashley wailed.
The men laughed. The darkness in Antonio grinned from ear to ear. Yes, this night would be both long and glorious.
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EPILOGUE #1 (Darker Version)
Two Years Later…
The disappearance of several college students from Oxville, Iowa, would remain unsolved. The students’ parents and families mourned, but closure never came.
Somewhere in a hacienda in the middle of the desert, a young man served his master. It was a beautiful morning, sunlight cascading down on Brad’s naked figure, tied spread-eagled and face-down by the pool. Antonio had just finished tightening the knot around his testicles and now raised his whip for a well-placed blow along Brad’s welt-covered ass. Soon Brad would be writhing in pain and begging to take cock. The worst part of it at all was that part of Brad had even learned to enjoy it.
Hundreds of miles away, somewhere in a rundown brothel on the outskirts of Mexico City, a naked brown-haired girl knelt and obediently sucked a man’s cock. The client gathered Ashley’s hair away from her face. He reached down with his free hand to rub the girl’s tits. Looking at the girl’s reflection in the wall-length mirror, he admired the cigarette burns he’d inflicted across her ass cheeks. Meanwhile, the girl sucked more fervently, knowing the awful price of displeasing her most demanding client. Ashley bottomed out on his shaft with her nose pressed to his wiry pubic hair. She tenderly fondled his balls and prayed that he would come soon.
He didn’t though. Fisting his hand in her hair, he yanked her head back. His cruel eyes stared down at her as pre-cum leaked down her bottom lip.
“Get up on the bed now, bitch. I want to fuck you in the ass.” Ashley’s heart sank. The naked girl climbed onto the bed, raised her ass in the air while bent over on her hands and knees, and waited for the inevitable.
Two years had passed. As far as the world knew, a few young and promising college athletes had vanished into thin air. They no longer existed. To Ashley and Brad, that might as well have been the truth. A girlfriend and boyfriend’s spirits had finally been broken. Ashley Carrington and Brad Wilson were never seen or heard from again.
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THE END…Or Is It?
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ALTERNATE ENDING
EPILOGUE #2 (Happier Version)
Six Months Later…
Ashley and Brad walked holding hands along the tree-lined path. The campus of Mason University was awash in the signs of fall. Trees with leaves of burnt orange, scarlet red, and canary yellow provided halos of color above their heads.
Brad tugged on her hand, pulling her toward his dorm.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this?”
Ashley nodded, biting her bottom lip. She was ready, wasn’t she? Her heart was pounding, but it was a good kind of pounding. It pounded with anticipation more than fear.
It had been almost six months since they had been rescued, since Antonio’s gang had been arrested trying to cross the U.S.-Mexican border. They had been delirious with relief when the border patrol officers had saved them. It had been almost six months ago, but to Ashley it seemed like a lifetime.
“Watch your step.” Brad opened the door for her and pointed out the crumbling concrete step in front of the old dorm’s main entrance. They walked down the hallway, waited for the elevator. It was surreal how much an experience, how much one traumatic event, could change a person, Ashley thought.
Even though they had survived and returned back to their families and to school safe and whole, mentally they would never, ever be the same. Today was proof of that. Ashley and Brad stepped onto the elevator, took it to the third floor, and stepped out into the hallway, walking briskly towards Brad’s dorm room.
The simple truth was, despite the terror and depravity of what they experienced, their captivity had changed them in a way not entirely unwelcomed. Their time with Mladic had awakened something in them. Perhaps it was something depraved and dark, but it was also something instinctual and primal, something that connected them to human experience through the eons. A new craving had awakened inside them during their captivity, and it refused to fade way even as the worst pain of their experience slowly had.
Brad knocked on the door to his dorm room. His roommate, Nate, answered. Nate was also a member of the track team, muscular, with chestnut brown hair to Brad’s sandy blond. His handsome face was slightly more angular than Brad’s.
“Come on in,” Nate said with a dark whisper. His eyes roved up and down Ashley’s body like those of a hungry panther.
As soon as the door closed behind them, the roleplay began. Brad had asked Ashley if she was sure she was ready for this. He had given her the last opportunity for an out. She was all in, though. She wanted this. They both did.
“Take off your clothes, slaves. Fucking do it. NOW,” Nate growled.
Ashley and Brad quickly disrobed until they were completely naked. Ashley felt a surge of arousal snake through her entire body. Their time in captivity had taught both girlfriend and boyfriend that part of them craved to be dominated together – to be sexually used and sexually submissive together to someone else. After their rescue, that was the shameful truth that they had kept hidden from their families and from everyone they knew. Then one night they had revealed to Nate, their closest mutual friend, that forbidden truth. To their surprise, though, he hadn’t been repulsed. He had been intrigued. Nate revealed, in turn, a secret of his own… That the reason he had had so many failed relationships in college was because of his constant need and desire to dominate.
And so, an idea had been born. A pact had been made. Today’s pre-planned tryst was the first, exploratory attempt to fulfill one another’s needs.
“Turn around, bitch.” Ashley turned around as Nate grabbed her wrists and cuffed her hands behind her back. He then tossed her face-up onto the bed. “Spread your legs, bitch.” His voice was filled with command. The sexy brunette melted at the words. She opened her legs wide, revealing her recently shaved pussy. Nate now leapt forward and slammed his palm against her cunt. She stifled a squeal and thrashed.
“UHHH!!”
“Quiet, bitch. Don’t make me gag your sweet mouth,” Nate warned. He pointed at Brad. Then he framed Ashley’s slightly reddened sex with his fingers. “Get your face down here and lick this pussy, man-slave. MOVE.”
Brad climbed onto the bed between Ashley’s legs and began to flick his tongue against the girl’s wanton clit. Soon the sounds of licking and slurping filled the dorm room. Brad’s face seemed to be glued to Ashley’s slit, his tongue delving deeply and teasing her sensitive folds in all the right ways. Ashley’s cuffed hands clenched up behind her butt as she felt waves of stimulation begin to roll through her. The girl’s chest began to heave. Oh god, it felt so good, Ashley thought, her mind succumbing to the delirium of pleasure.
As an R.A. at the dorm, Nate had a few perks. He and Brad shared a room at the very end of the hall, set apart from the others. The walls were well-insulated, and right now that was a very good thing.
“Open your fucking eyes, slut.” Ashley’s eyes snapped open as she felt something smack her face. It was a cock. Nate had disrobed now, too. His stiff erection now swayed just inches above her face. Oh god, this was such a turn-on. She stuck out her tongue and began to lick and tease his glans. Ashley licked the tip of Nate’s cock like a delicious treat, her eyes staring up at him seductively. Nate reached down, roughly fondling the girl’s breasts.
“Suck this cock, slut. Get it even harder. As soon as your boyfriend is done making your pussy cream up with need, my cock is going in there, bitch. I’ll fuck you HARD. I’ll rape your tight pussy, you worthless little cunt. Understand?”
Ashley nodded. “Yes, Master.”
Now, taking the entire uppermost part of Nate’s cock into her mouth, she sucked fervently. Nate slid his hand along her pony-tailed hair, petting her like a dog.
“Aaahhhhh… yes, you fucking whore. You better please your Master.”
Moaning with desire, Ashley sucked dutifully on the cock of her ‘Master’ as the fantasy deepened. She imagined herself, and Brad too, captured by this brutal psychopath, ‘Master Nate.’ She imagined that if she and Brad didn’t do exactly what he told them to do they would both be tortured or worse. She let the instinctual need to be submissive, to be dominated, course through her veins and the very fiber of her being. Meanwhile, as Brad sucked hard on her clitoris, she lost control. Her body shuddered. Her hips thrashed. Ashley let herself go, moaning even as Nate’s cock filled her mouth.
Stroking the girl’s head, Nate’s dark promise soon lingered in her ears.
“Yes, my little slave. You came, and now I’m going to FUCK you.”
Ashley’s jaw rippled as she pumped her mouth back and forth on Nate’s slimy shaft. Frantically she sucked him, her libido spiking, and her eyes screamed silently at him: ‘Yes Master, please fuck me. Fuck your slave-bitch hard.’
So it came to pass that two broken and sexually abused souls had found a third person to bind them together, to satisfy their needs. And they lived, despite cruel whippings, punishments, and much submissive humiliation, happily ever after.
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THE END
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AUTHOR NOTE:
I hope you enjoyed the additional chapter and epilogue(s) of Girlfriend and Boyfriend Abducted. For an earlier story I had promised to do an alternate ending, and some readers seemed to like the idea. This time I decided to follow through with it by including a ‘happier’ ending and a ‘darker’ ending. Which did you like better? Did you like having an alternate ending or not?
Let me know your thoughts. If readers continue to show interest, I may do alternate endings for future stories – it’s ultimately up to you. Like any good sub, I like to try to do what pleases people, and my Masters especially.
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