The Master of Illusion

[RapeU]

Teaser: I felt sluggish and sleepy, more so than usual with general anesthesia, so someone probably drugged me. My abductor took me to a place in the shadows of the morning light and exposed my body to the cold. I could feel his hands grope my body, slap my breast, and felt fingers on my pussy. The only thing I could do was let out a soft groan.
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The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules.

The following story is a work of fiction meant for entertainment purposes only. It depicts nonconsensual sexual acts between adults. It is in no way meant to be understood as an endorsement of nonconsensual sex in real life. Any similarities of the characters in the story to real people are purely coincidental.
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Title: The Master of Illusion
Author: RapeU
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Important Author Note 1: Originally this story was intended to be the conclusion of the main story arc in The Amber Richardson Saga. However, I'm not satisfied with how the story turned out. I am going to rewrite this conclusion at some point. Even though I'm not fully satisfied with this story, there are still some good parts to it and I feel like posting it here will help me continue to grow as a writer.

Important Author Note 2: There is a mathematical concept within this story that is easier to explain by linking a video for you to see than it is to explain it in words. Watch the first 12 seconds of the video below to see an example of topology used in the context of this story.



The inspiration to this story comes from this song:



Mirror, mirror on the wall

who’s the greatest of them all?

I’m the master of illusion

welcome to my mad delusion

I’m the one who makes the rules

for the heroes and the fools

I can tear down angels from the sky

and make Mona Lisa cry!

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The Master of Illusion

Someone’s House: 10:00 pm

“…governor has issued a winter storm warning for all of Texas. I’m told that schools throughout the state have announced closures ahead of time out of caution…”

The meteorologist on television droned on and got drowned out by maniacal laughter. “A snow day, wonderful! Most places will be shut down, most people will remain in their homes. And I know how to hide tracks in the snow.” He reached for a burner phone and dialed a number from memory.

“Sup,” a crisp voice answered.

“Six hours,” the voice said.

“Understood,” the voice replied and hung up.

Finally…after years of scheming…planning…it was time…

Lincoln Street: 5:00 am

Cindy

“STEPHANIE!” I thrashed and wiggled and punched at my pillow. Pillow? Oh, another nightmare. I stared at the clock and groaned. My one and only hope was to look outside and see if the weather predictions were true. It didn’t snow often in southern Texas, and the meteorologists kept predicting snow more and more often since Snowvid in 2021. I looked out my bedroom window and saw to my delight a blanket of white covering the ground. School will be canceled today since many people here didn’t know how to drive with snow and ice. That meant I could at least snooze the rest of the day with hopefully no more nightmares. A shadow flickered beyond my vision and the brightness of the outside light. “What the heck?” It looked like someone had dragged something through the snow just outside the range of the porch light outside. My eyes struggled to follow the trail, then noticed something chilling. “The trail, it’s coming from Stephanie’s house and heading toward…me…” Suddenly I felt like my head exploded in pain and everything went black…

Garden Street: 6:00 am

Amber

It felt like someone was watching me. I sighed. Lately I had been getting the feeling more and more, especially after the Cooper brothers were killed. Dr. Higgins, my therapist, said it was normal for someone to feel that way after experiencing trauma. “Ok Amber,” I told myself, “Walk around the house and verify that no one else is here. Just like you always do.” I did all the usual things. Nothing under the bed, check. Nothing in the closet, check. Open the bedroom door, peer into the hallway. Nothing. When I opened the door to the guest bedroom, I was certainly not prepared for someone to be behind it! I let out a short scream in surprise and tried to run away, but the intruder was faster. Electricity flooded through my body as the intruder used a taser on me. Something banged my head and I lost consciousness…

High School: 7:00 am

Brooke

Most people stay home, drink hot chocolate, and sleep in on a snow day. Not me. To me, a snow day meant “get shit done that I can’t normally get done” day. I have family members that I visit in Oklahoma during the holidays and have dealt with worse snow than what we had. Four or five inches of snow on the ground may hinder others, but not me. Plus it helped to live a block away from the school so I didn’t have to drive.

Right as I put my key in one of the doors to the school to get in, I suddenly felt like I was being watched. More often than not when I had that feeling I was right and some creepo wanted to take me to his bedroom. They would almost always mention my long legs. But who would be lurking out here in this weather? I would have thought the irony of that question amusing under different circumstances.

“Who’s there?” I called out. A crunch of snow was my only answer. Someone or something was in the shadows. My fingers fumbled with the key and I finally managed to get the door open. Whoever it was wouldn’t bother me after I locked myself in the school, I thought to myself. I didn’t dream that the person would be faster than me. The next thing I knew was an agonizing pain in the back of my head and then darkness.

Hospital: 8:00 am

Amanda

Half the people at the hospital hated me, the other half felt sorry for me. Hi, I’m Amanda. I’m the one that had a step brother who abused me and fooled my mom and stepdad into thinking I was an addict. That all changed when Officer Richardson rescued me and Rob, my stepbrother, was found guilty of sexual assault. Somehow he only got community service. Our justice system is broken and totally sucks, but at least up until this point Rob had left me alone. It didn’t stop others from hating me though, as if I were the perpetrator and not the victim. Oh and I should probably mention my mom is a nurse and my stepdad a doctor at the hospital I was currently at. That’s why everyone in the hospital knew me and either hated me or felt sorry for me.

Anyway, the reason why I was in the hospital was because they did a “punch biopsy” on a growth developing on my vagina (later found to be benign and not cancerous.) Normally a hospital stay wouldn’t be necessary for this, but was I going to be awake while a doctor checked under the hood and removed a little tissue? Hell no. It was hard enough having frequent gyno exams thanks to Rob’s abuse that I didn’t want to chance something happening. I was lucky too that it was a procedure that didn’t require any stitches or bleeding control. What happened next in the days to come would have totally killed me had it been a larger growth and I needed stitches.

I don’t really know how I was abducted from the hospital. One moment I was in the hospital in a semi warm, slightly uncomfortable bed, the next thing I knew I was partially awake outside with the sun in my face. I felt sluggish and sleepy, more so than usual with general anesthesia, so someone probably drugged me. My abductor took me to a place in the shadows of the morning light and exposed my body to the cold. I could feel his hands grope my body, slap my breast, and felt fingers on my pussy. The only thing I could do was let out a soft groan.

“You idiot,” someone whispered, “don’t do that right now where someone can see you. Take her and put her with the others. You can have all the time in the world with her after we…” At that point I slipped into unconsciousness where the nightmares and demons inside my soul brutally assaulted me over and over and over again…

FBI Task Force: 9:30 am

Isabelle “Izzy” Turner

“Thank you all for coming and assembling here on such short notice.” FBI Agent Matthews, head of the criminal task force compiled to respond to the events of the day, was talking to the assembled team of police officers and FBI agents. Agent Matthews continued “The key to all of this appears to be centered around a man named Johnny Baboon. Mother died from complications during childbirth. Father unknown and just listed as Baboon on his birth certificate. Placed in the foster care system upon discharge from the hospital because his mother’s family didn’t want him. First adoptive parents didn’t change his last name. Got into trouble at a young age and bounced from place to place before ending up in juvie. In and out of juvie until he turned 18 and then nothing until…”, Agent Matthews looked at me, as this part was my story to tell since I had been the one to arrest Mr. Baboon.

“…until my cousin Officer Amber Richardson was kidnapped into a sex trafficking ring and managed to send an sos message,” I finished for him. “Mr. Baboon was a client of the Cooper brothers who operated the sex trafficking ring. Thanks to my cousin and the carelessness of the Coopers, everyone involved in the criminal activity were caught and jailed including Mr. Baboon. But…” I looked to Sheriff Reynolds, for he knew this part of the story best.

The sheriff continued, “obviously we missed someone. Mr. Baboon was murdered in prison. Investigation into the murder found that Mark Hernandez, Mr. Baboon’s cellmate, broke his glasses and slashed Mr. Baboon’s throat, causing him to bleed to death while he slept. Somehow an untrue rumor was spread amongst the prisoners that Mr. Baboon was involved in child sex trafficking and Mr. Hernandez had a personal issue with that. Mr. Hernandez was then found in his cell murdered the exact same way a few months later by a person or persons unknown. All of this happened before the Cooper brothers escaped prison. Also before their escape, at some point they used Mr. Baboon’s login information to look up where Officer Richardson lived. The only problem for them was that Officer Richardson moved after the passing of both her parents, so after their escape from prison they invaded the home of a school teacher instead. But I’m jumping ahead here,” Sheriff Reynolds then looked and nodded at FBI Agent Moon, who knew this part the best.

“At some point between Mr. Baboon’s death,” Agent Moon coughed. “Sorry, hopefully I’m not getting sick and it’s just allergies,” he muttered to himself, then continued “At some point between Mr. Baboon’s death and Mr. Hernandez’ death, the entire electronic server for the prison was hacked and the cameras placed on a loop. That’s why we have no idea who killed Mr. Hernandez.” Agent Moon coughed again. “Sorry,” he apologized and continued. “Just before the Cooper brothers escaped, the prison was hacked again and the cameras placed on a loop. We still don’t know how they managed to escape.” Agent Moon coughed a few more times then looked at me. It was my turn to continue.

“Whoever helped the Cooper brothers escape, whether it’s one person or more than one, is a pro hacker and a master of illusion. No one who worked at the prison remembers anything out of the ordinary on the days the prison was hacked. It was just a normal day until all of a sudden it wasn’t when an inmate was found dead or inmates escaped. This means whoever killed Mr. Hernandez and helped the Cooper brothers escape blended in well enough to avoid attention. Additionally, according to my cousin, all of us whenever we are online leave a digital footprint, including a hacker. To date, nobody has been able to find the digital footprint that should be there when a system is hacked, and we’ve been looking for it along with any hacking pattern like it for nearly two years. That means whoever did this has an incredible amount of resources, technical expertise, and can blend in well enough to not be noticed as out of place in a federal prison.” Agent Moon coughed a few more times, then said “Ok, I don’t feel good. It’s time to admit it. I’m going to my hotel room to rest.” Agent Matthews looked at Agent Moon with concern. “You do look unwell. Rest and don’t worry, we’ve got plenty of hands helping here.” Agent Moon nodded. “Feel better soon,” I said to him. Agent Moon gave a weak smile.

Agent Matthews then addressed the task force, “Whoever is doing this is using burner phones to call 911 on the location of each abduction. Each phone has a simple message on the screen. ‘Cindy,’ or whoever it was that was abducted from the location, ‘has been taken.’ There is no other activity from the cell phones whatsoever. We’ve got four confirmed abductions within about an hour apart between each. Three teachers; Cindy, Stephanie, Brooke, and one police officer, Amber.” An alert came up about another abduction on a nearby big screen monitor. “Make that five confirmed abductions,” Agent Matthews amended. “This time at a hospital, holy hell,” he said, shocked. “We need answers as to who is doing this and why and we need them now!” Sheriff Reynolds was the next to speak, “I’m going to do more canvassing to see if I could turn up anything useful.” He had a good idea. “I think I’ll do the same.” I said, glad to have an idea of something to do. I couldn’t just sit here all day waiting for something to happen. “I used to live on Lincoln street next door to my cousin,” I said. “Maybe a few neighbors might have seen something and will be more talkative to a familiar face.” It meant I had to go out in the snowy cold and freeze my butt off, but I would gladly go to hell and back for my cousin. “Good luck to both of you,” Agent Moon tiredly said as the three of us exited the briefing.

Amber 10:00 am

I felt a cold sensation on the back of my head. I groaned. As I regained feeling in my limbs, I could feel aches and pains that I hadn’t felt since…no, it couldn’t be, not again. My eyes snapped open to a nightmare far worse than what I could have ever imagined. In front of me were six tables. They were the kind of tables chiropractors or other doctors use that could tilt horizontally and vertically. At that moment they were all vertical. Cindy’s wrists and ankles were strapped to the one on my far left. Stephanie was next to her strapped the same way. Brooke, a friend I’ve had since childhood and who was one of the few people I could talk to in order to keep me sane, was next to Stephanie. The one next to Brooke didn’t have an occupant at the moment. Amanda was between two empty tables on the right side of me. All of them were unconscious, but I could tell they were still alive.

“No, not again” I started to sob. I felt my wrists and ankles bound to the table just like the others were.

“Damn it, you weren’t supposed to wake up yet.” That voice, it was vaguely familiar. “Rob?” Sure enough, Rob emerged into my line of sight. “Yeah, it’s me,” he smirked.

“All this time I’ve been looking for a hacker and it’s been you!” Suddenly it made a whole lot of sense why Rob was found guilty in his trial, but ended up serving no jail time and did community service instead. I thought I and the police department had an eye on him to make sure he didn’t mess with Amanda again, and so far he hadn’t. Yet I didn’t dream he had a technological eye like mine. If only I had known… “Why? Why are you doing all of this?”

“For Amanda of course,” Rob simply said. “She has this intoxicating scent to her that stimulates me. You sorta have it too, but it’s not as strong as hers. Hmm, I might take you too and see how it goes.” I made a disgusted face at him.

“But why go after the others? That doesn’t make sense.”

“Oh, that wasn’t my idea,” Rob smirked again. “If it were just me I would have taken Amanda and gone where no one would find us. No, you’ve made someone really angry, and I mean really, really, really angry.”

“Who?” I asked.

“Who indeed” a very familiar voice entered my ears from within the shadows.

“What the bloody fuck!” I exclaimed. My parents were probably rolling over in their graves right about now. Cussing was so out of character for me. That’s how shocked and dismayed I was.

“She wasn’t supposed to wake up yet, you know,” the very familiar voice that I recognized right away said.

“Sorry,” Rob apologized. “It’s no matter,” the voice said out of breath. He was carrying someone who was unconscious and strapped the person onto the table between Brooke and Amanda. “We’ve abducted enough people now that I think it will be sufficient to make her suffer agonizing torment. Probably safer to avoid taking Dr. Higgins. If my colleagues were smart, which they are, they would have eyes on her right about now.”

Aside from my first outburst, I was too stunned to speak. This man, no, this disgusting vile pig, betrayed me when he was supposed to be the one protecting me. He betrayed all of us and was working with Rob.

“I need to get back to the FBI task force and push the alternate narrative,” the diseased disgusting vile pig said. “Leave Amanda alone right now and watch her since she’s awake,” he said pointing at me. “I won’t be gone long and you can have all the fun you want when I get back.” “Understood,” Rob said and stared at me with a wide grin on his face, “I’ve waited years to have Amanda again, I can wait a little while longer…” The other vile disgusting detestable pig left. I was then able to clearly see who he had abducted and my heart dropped to my stomach.

Izzy.

FBI Task Force 11:00 am

Agent Matthews

“Find anything, Sheriff?” Sheriff Reynolds walked in and came up to me. He shook his head. “There’s a few trails from the abduction sites, but they begin as suddenly as they end. It’s like the abductors wanted us to know they were taken and left only what they wanted us to see. Got someone who said they saw a naked woman on a sled and saw them go behind a building, but there was no trail anywhere near that building.” As the sheriff was speaking, Agent Moon came back.

“Glad to see you back, Agent Moon,” I said. “Are you sure you’re ok?” He nodded “I took some medication and feel a little better. I want to do what I can and help.” He did look better, but still sick. Still, with what was going on I needed all the help I could get. I was glad we had all hands on deck. I nodded to both Reynolds and Moon, then addressed the team “Ok, we’ve now got Officer Turner abducted. That makes six so far that we know of. All are connected to Officer Richardson in some way or the Cooper Brothers. Who has answers? Ideas? Leads? Something people!” “We’ve got eyes on Dr. Higgins and she’s been briefed about a possible abduction,” Agent Boone, a good agent who had a knack for thinking strategically in a tight spot said. He continued “We’ve also issued a lockdown of the town. Nobody but law enforcement outside right now. If they try to abduct Dr. Higgins or someone else, we’ll be ready for them.” Agent Rodriguez, a good man who had a knack for shaking out a lead, spoke next “Sir, we’ve used all of our digital resources to try and recreate a path of the abductions to a central location with no success. I’m starting to wonder if whoever is doing this is using a way to smuggle people without technology.” Sheriff Reynolds’ eyes widened. “Aw shit,” he cursed. “What have you got?” I asked him as I looked at him. “The underground railroad. This town is rumored to have a station somewhere, though I don’t know of anyone who would know where it is.” “But this is Texas,” Agent Moon said. “Did the underground railroad exist here?” Sheriff Reynolds nodded. “Yeah, it did. But the railroad didn’t go to the northern states. It went to Mexico because back then slavery was illegal in Mexico and whoever made it across the border was considered free.” “Damn it,” I said, understanding the implication right away. “Call anyone you can think of,” I said addressing the team. “Border patrol. CIA. Any confidential informants you have in the Mexican Cartel, Mexican mafia, Mexican government, hell if you have a relative or friend in Mexico call them to see if they have seen something and to let us know when or if they do. We have to find these women and we have to find them now.” Agent Moon just then began to have a coughing fit. I gave him a stern look. “I need you to be here at your best,” I said. “Go rest and come back when you’re feeling fully better.” Agent Moon nodded and didn’t argue. He must have really been under the weather to not try and stay. I made a mental note to check up on him tomorrow after he rested to see if he needed to go to the doctor. He was a stubborn guy and had to be poked to get medical treatment for anything. Sheriff Reynolds rose from his seat “I’m going to do some research in the library then ask a few people who might know where the station was.” “Good idea,” I said, “Come back or call as soon as you have anything.” Sheriff Reynolds nodded.

Amber: 12:00 pm

“What the bloody fuck?” I cursed again when the vile pig returned and grinned at me. “That’s so out of character of you,” Rob said, “And twice in one day too. You kiss your mother with that mouth?” He paused “oh, I’m sorry, was that too soon?” Rob’s eyes gleamed with malice.

“I never fully introduced myself to you,” the owner of the other voice grinned. “Agent Johnny Moon, your tormentor until you die. Johnny Baboon was my son. He was born when I was in the army stationed overseas. I spent years looking for him after I returned home. My girlfriend’s family were deadbeat losers who wanted nothing to do with me or my son. So I spent years looking for him and was unaware at first that his mother, in a fit of delirium from massive blood loss, said ‘Ba…boon…’ instead of ‘Moon.’”

“But why go after me? I didn’t do anything to him,” I questioned. Moon shook his head “he didn’t do anything to you either or anyone else but watch girls shower. Voyeurism was his secret thing and he was otherwise happily married.” I remembered right away who he was talking about. The guy who watched me shower and shot a load into the toilet after I was abducted. “Yet he was still arrested and his name dragged through the mud. His wife divorced him, his friends abandoned him, and some jerkoff started a rumor about him that got him killed. All because you targeted everyone who was associated with the business without any thought that maybe, just maybe someone didn’t do anything directly to you or any of the other women.” I shook my head at the mental gymnastics of that statement. Out of all people, Moon should have known that any crime no matter how small was not victimless. I knew it was pointless to argue that position though. “I was smart enough to have never met Hank and Frank in person.” Moon continued, ignoring my shaking head. “They knew of me, but didn’t know who I was. I protected them from the FBI and law enforcement. In return I got a cut of their earnings that they would give to my son. Can’t tap into that money anymore since the bank account is under his name and he’s dead.”

“Ahem,” Rob interjected. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to have some fun with Amanda.”

“Leave her alone you psycho!” I cried. “Go for it” Moon said, “It will be fun to monologue while you torment Amanda. And we’re set for a while by the way. I didn’t even have to push the narrative. The sheriff did it for me! The underground railroad,” Moon laughed, “that’s such a better idea than what I had, now they’ll be scrambling to find you thinking you’re headed to Mexico. And no one will suspect me because I faked being sick!”

“We’re actually at the station you know,” Rob said. “Don’t worry though, I’ve made sure there’s no trace of this location anywhere online.”

“Is there anyone alive with firsthand knowledge?” Moon asked, suddenly alarmed. Rob shook his head, “Don’t worry, other than me there is one person with Alzheimer’s who knows…or I guess I should say knew. We don’t have to worry about my grandmother. My father might know, but he doesn’t care about history so I doubt it. And he won’t talk to the cops. He still thinks I was wronged and believes me, he’s so easy to fool.”

Moon relaxed. “Good,” he said. “Have fun with Amanda if you like.”

“Gonna wake everyone else up too for the party,” Rob cackled.

Moon slithered closer and closer to me until he was inches from me. I heard various cries of surprise, screams, and sobs from across the room. Moon stepped to my left so that I could view Rob tormenting Amanda. Amanda seemed to be terrified beyond imagination. It was her worst nightmare coming true again. Tears streamed down my face as I wept for my friend.

“It was such a simple plan, just like how Hank liked it” Moon growled. Rob ripped off Amanda’s clothing and quickly got nude himself. “Use a hacker I found to disable the security system, dress like a police officer, deliver police officer uniforms to the brothers, and the brothers escape.” Amanda was howling. Rob had tilted the table she was on horizontal and he looked to be taking her fast without mercy. “But the prison sounded the alarm too early and your annoying cousin had to call you in. And then there had to be campers in the forest clearing.” Screams of pain exploded out of Amanda’s mouth. All of us women were sobbing uncontrollably. “But then I saw you nearly have a flashback and saw your cousin comfort you.” Rob moaned in pure pleasure. “I decided to blame some organization for this event, as I couldn’t place blame on the Cooper brothers. I also read your court testimony over and over again.” Amanda screamed louder than I even thought possible. Screams of torment and pain. “You were strong because you saw a way out right away, and the stakes weren’t so high until Sarah came along.” More grunts and screams from across the room. Rob’s moans were getting louder and deeper. “There’s no escape,” Moon taunted as he ripped my outer clothing away from my body and got nude himself. “You are responsible for my son and money being taken from me.” Moon tore at my bra and underwear, ripping them to shreds. My body was fully exposed to him. “He did that himself, you disgusting pig,” I said. Moon chuckled “You still had a hand in it. And I am going to take great pleasure seeing you suffer.” Rob made a loud, long groan and collapsed on top of Amanda. Amanda continued to weep and sob.

“The only question now is,” Moon grinned, “who should I take first? Should I take Stephanie?” Moon ripped the clothing from Stephanie’s body. Cindy found her voice “No, please leave her alone!” “Goodness, she wasn’t wearing a bra to bed. Not that she needs one with such small tits,” Moon taunted and tore Stephanie’s underwear off her body. “Please don’t do anything to her!” Cindy continued to beg “Take me instead of her please!” “Cindy seems to want me to take her, should I indulge in her offer?” Moon walked over to Cindy and tore her clothes to shreds. Cindy sobbed as her body was fully exposed. Moon walked over to Brooke. “Brooke has some pretty long legs here.” Again he ripped the clothes Brooke wore to shreds. Brooke was begging and pleading for it to stop, but Moon ignored her. “Brooke will be a pretty good fuck I bet…then there’s Izzy…” “Please,” I begged. “Don’t do anything to them.” “Oh?” Moon walked back over to me. “Should I take you instead?” Moon pretended to think it over “I should. I do have a special plan for you when the time is right, so I should take you now.”

And take me he did. He surprised me by freeing my wrists, but my ankles were still strapped to the table. “Give me your best shot,” he said. I never truly got the chance. The table became horizontal just like Amanda’s. All I could see was Moon’s face and the hate in his eyes. I attempted to punch him, but he grabbed my wrists and held them down. Then he whispered in my ear, “Singing in your head won’t work forever.” He was right. As his hands mauled my body, as he violated my womanhood I realized what he already knew. I only stayed strong last time because I saw a way out right away. With no way out, with no glimmer of hope that I could find a way out of this situation, there was nothing to distract me from the torment.

Unlike last time, I begged for mercy. I begged for it all to stop. Moon didn’t stop. He was savage and pain radiated through me with each rough thrust. I heard the other women crying again, crying for them and me. Amanda screamed as my screams got louder. I heard two male moans and realized Rob was taking Amanda again as Moon took me. Sobbing, weeping, screaming, that was all I could do as he had his way with me. Amanda screamed in sync with me. The boys were fucking us in unison just like some kind of sick synchronized metronome. Both of their grunts became deeper and longer. I screamed as loud as I could when I felt the familiar sensation of warm, sticky fluid enter inside me.

“Damn, that’s a cunt I’ll fuck again later,” Moon said. “You’re lucky you’re a good fuck. I was going to torture your pussy and make you bleed to death from fucking you with a knife, but I can’t let a good cunt like that go to waste.”

“Hey,” Rob said a little out of breath. “Let me have a go at her. Her scent isn’t as intoxicating as Amanda’s, but it’s good enough that I’d like to try it.” Moon grinned and got off me. He didn’t even restrain my wrists, but I was too broken to care. I heard clothing being ripped away from Izzy’s body. Izzy was protesting and screaming. I numbly realized Moon was going to take Izzy while Rob took me.

Rob was not gentle either. I heard Moon grunt and Izzy scream. It felt like there was nothing I could do. My eyes couldn’t produce any more tears, I had cried so much. All I did was grunt as Rob took me hard and fast. He slapped at my chest harder than it had ever been slapped before. All I did was lay there. I was broken. We lost. They won. There was no hope. Izzy’s screams grew louder and louder. Rob continued to assault me mercilessly. Rob filled me with his disgusting fluids and slapped my breast repeatedly afterwards.

“Damn,” Rob said “You’re right Amber is a good fuck.” Izzy screamed louder than I ever heard her scream before as Moon shot his fluids into her. “Wanna try Izzy?” Moon asked. “Going from Amber to Izzy is like eating a bite of apple pie then eating a bite of cherry pie. Both are good fucks.” Rob cackled “I think I’ll have a go. I can always go back to Amanda if I’m not satisfied.” Izzy begged and pleaded with Rob to not take her. Judging by her screams he didn’t listen to her. At this point Moon strapped my wrists back on the table and put me in a vertical position so I could see the torment Izzy was going through.

“Hmm,” Moon said while Rob was having his way with Izzy. “Who should I fuck next? Leggy Brooke seems like a good option.” “Please, leave my friend alone. She didn’t do anything to you,” I begged. “And my son didn’t do anything to you,” Moon mentioned again. Brooke screamed as he slapped her chest. “Not spectacular boobs,” Moon taunted, “but they’re still nice.” I wept bitterly as Rob had his way with Izzy and Moon took Brooke for himself. All of us begged, all of us pleaded, all of us screamed. Brooke and Izzy screamed the loudest of all as they were savagely fucked over and over and over again. “Izzy was alright,” Rob said after he shot his load into her. “I like Amanda and Amber better, but I’d do Izzy again. How was your fuck?” Moon grinned “Amber was a better fuck I think, and then Brooke is a close second. I’d probably do Izzy again too,” he taunted. “Think I’ll try out Cindy next,” Moon said. “Her tits are nice and big. Slappable and bouncy just like Amber’s.” Rob grinned “If Amber was better than Brooke, then I’ll torment Amber again. Brooke doesn’t have that intoxicating scent that Amber, Izzy, and especially Amanda have.”

As he said he would, Rob took me again. I wept and wailed from the torment. All of us women were crying and wailing, with me and Cindy loudest of all. Rob slapped my chest even harder than before and rammed his meat into my pussy like a jackhammer. After what felt like hours of agonizing pain and suffering, Rob finally shot his load into me. “Damn, even better the second time,” Rob grinned. “Cindy was a great fuck too, on the same level as Amber I think,” Moon taunted. “Wonder who I should go for next,” Moon pondered. Stephanie?” Cindy loudly protested at that one. “Amber?” I didn’t even bother to reply. Moon laughed “you’re so broken. Let’s find out how broken you really are. Stephanie isn’t my type. Her tits are too small. Don’t think Rob would want to fuck her either. You on the other hand Amber, you are going to fuck her since her pussy needs some action.”

“No.” I said with no emotion.

“Let me rephrase that in terms you’ll agree to,” Moon threatened. “I release you from the straps and give you a strap on dildo. You fuck Stephanie. Refuse and I shoot someone in the head. Continue to refuse and I’ll shoot someone else in the head. Whether they live or die is all depending on you fucking Stephanie.”

I did as he instructed. When he released me from the table I was on I put on the dildo and got on top of Stephanie. To make sure I didn’t try anything, Moon strapped my wrists to Stephanie’s. It was quite an awkward position, but the dildo still had access to her womanhood. Stephanie only sobbed as I fucked her. Rob decided to brutally torment Cindy as I fucked Stephanie. Meanwhile, Moon decided to have his way with Izzy. Both Cindy and Izzy’s screams and cries of protest were even louder than before. Wails, cries, and screams reached an ear splitting crescendo. I would have given anything to have died right then. Death would have been so much more preferable than enduring such agonizing torment.

It wasn’t much longer before Rob filled Cindy with his disgusting sperm and Moon did the same with Izzy. They both watched me continue to fuck Stephanie. Moon released my wrists from the straps. “Kiss her lips while fucking her. Rub her tits. Treat her like a lover.” Stephanie and Cindy both begged for it to all end. I could only weep in sorrow as I was made to suck Stephanie’s nipples, suck on her neck, kiss her with tongue, and fuck her pussy harder or else Moon would shoot someone in the head. I was finally told I could stop after what felt like hours of weeping torment.

“Let’s get Amber to the special place,” Moon said, “but we’ll use a vibrator now because I’ll want another round with her in a bit.” Rob cackled in reply “Yeah, I could do her again. But first my cock wants Amanda’s cunt again.” Amanda screamed, pleaded, and begged, but to no avail. Rob took her again while Moon set up the “special place.” A rope was looped around a beam on the ceiling. Moon put more rope around my wrists and tied them slightly apart. It was arranged in such a way that I could move my wrists from side to side in between the rope. I was positioned on top of a vibrator. If I stood on my tiptoes, the vibrator would barely brush the entrance to my womanhood. If I had my feet flat on the ground, the vibrator would be inside me. “I was going to use this to fuck you to death with a knife. You would be hanging from your arms with the only way to relieve the pain would be to stand on your tiptoes right here where a knife would make your cunt bleed, but Rob and I like your cunt for now,” Moon grinned. “You’d better hope it stays that way!”

The positioning of both ropes poised a very unique opportunity. Outwardly I pretended to remain a broken mess. Inwardly I smiled. “Topology,” I accidentally said out loud. Thankfully Moon didn’t catch it, or if he did he didn’t know what I meant. Hope flooded through me, as I could use topology to escape. There would only be one chance of using it to my advantage and I had to make it count. A plan formed in my head. I didn’t like it, but there was little choice in the matter. I was going to wear both men out. But how could I subtly do it? And how could I stay at the “special place” without a knife ending up inside me?

“Hey Rob” Moon said, “Remember when you said you weren’t sure if you were ok with double penetration on Amanda?” ‘Yeah,” Rob said, “Not sure I want to do that now.” “How about we do it on Amber?” Welp, there was my answer of how I was going to do it.

I pretended to still be a broken shell. “Do whatever you want to me,” I sadly said, “you both on me means you’re not hurting the others.” “And she gave us permission,” Rob said, “even better. I should get my phone to record…” “NO!” Moon shouted. “Nothing electronic remember?” “Oh right,” Rob said “she’s a tech genius like me, I almost forgot. Never mind then.”

Double penetration was something I never wanted to experience again once it happened to me back when I was kidnapped into the sex trafficking operation. Just like the last however many times it happened, it was not a pleasant experience.

“Damn girl this feels better than before” Moon said with his prick in my pussy. Rob grunted in agreement. Disgustingly, I also felt unwanted pleasure because I was working with them instead of against them. “She…enjoying…this…now,” Moon taunted breathlessly. “Don’t…want…knife…in…there…” I also breathlessly said between thrusts. My gambit worked. The pigs didn’t suspect an ulterior motive. The three of us groaned and screamed with each passing moment. I felt the pleasure in me build greater and greater. Shame and embarrassment overwhelmed me as my body betrayed me by having an orgasm. Soon after I felt the familiar fluid coat the inside of my ass and pussy.

“Damn,” Rob said, “I need a nap after that one, and I was just in the ass, that’s not even the best part of a woman.” “I need a nap too,” Moon said. They walked a short distance to some sleeping bags on the ground. “That was an incredible fuck,” Moon said. “Worried about her escaping?” Rob tiredly asked. Moon looked at me and I feigned indifference. “Nah,” Moon said. “She’s occupied right now with choosing between a vibrator or standing on her tiptoes. And she’s broken, you saw how she cooperated with us and didn’t struggle. She’s lost all hope and won’t be a problem. We can get some sleep.”

Luck was on my side. Both men were not thinking clearly due to having so much pleasure from tormenting all of us. It didn’t take long for them to fall asleep. I took my chance and used topology to free my wrists from the rope on the ceiling. It was difficult to do since it required standing on my tiptoes, but I managed to make it work. That of course meant the vibrator went into my viagina, but I was able to fix that problem after a few moments. Thankfully the vibrator didn’t give me enough pleasure to make a sound. Without wasting any time, I untied my wrists and went for Agent Moon’s gun. Luck was on my side, as he didn’t stir when I took it. Rob, however, did wake up when I blew Agent Moon’s brains out. “Oh shit,” Rob cursed. He raised his hands in the air. “I give up,” he said. “Too bad,” I replied. “Wait,” he begged, “give me another cha…” I didn’t let him finish and shot him in the head just like Agent Moon.

It was an unspoken secret among all of us. Nobody asked us if shooting Agent Moon and Rob was necessary, my reputation spoke for itself and everyone simply assumed I had no choice. None of us really told anyone I went completely out of character and just killed them both to be done with it. Do I regret killing them? I did what was necessary to protect myself and others. Word spread quickly about my “heroic actions” and becoming a “beacon of light in the darkness.” The experience brought all of us who were abducted by Moon and Rob closer together in a bond that wouldn’t ever be broken. And yet…

“Which one am I? Am I dead or still alive?”

Reflections of the real fade

The stranger in the mirror remains
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Given that this story is one that I will end up rewriting, feedback on how this story can be improved would be much appreciated. The story arc doesn't feel satisfying and I want the rewritten product to feel satisfying to both myself and the reader.