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Like a possible preview to a rough future, it was more affectively arousing than the act itself.
    Bonita’s eyes rolled upward.  One last gasp produced the hardest wave of the night.  Trails of sparks stung her spicy body.  The feeling of a thousand beestings needled her sexual nerves.  Erotic asphyxiation was reached.  Even in unconsciousness, the black man continued to fill her with cum.
    As the customer finally withdrew, the masked leader unlocked Bonita.  He flung her over the shoulder, carrying her towards the door.  A white line dangled from her depths, leaving a cum trail in her wake.  Suddenly, Vicky burst into pleasure.  Just from the intense pressure exerted in her thighs, she brought herself to unintentional clitoral orgasm.
    The men watched Vicky writhe in humiliation.  Two of them laughed at her, though not the blue-eyed guard.  She’d never had an untouched orgasm before, though the scene was too erotic for her to deny.  As guilty as she felt, there was no denying its allure.
    Only the blue-eyed man remained behind.  His job was to guard slaves, though comforting them was his personal mission.  Watching silently, he waited as she spasmed in humiliation.  Embarrassed to cum from such a sight, she looked away.
    The blue-eyed man approached her.  Pain emanated from his eyes, not wanting to see Vicky meet such a fate.  Removing a cloth and bottle, he carefully poured liquid onto the rag.  The amount was precisely measured.
    While approaching, he addressed her.  “I have to chloroform you to sleep.  Just know...I won’t let them hurt you,” he said sincerely.
    Before he covered her nose and mouth, she asked, “This is real...isn’t it.”
    He nodded, placing the white rag over her face.  After inhaling a few breaths, the blond captive began struggling.  He held her down with his muscular weight.  She slowly calmed again, going limp.  Within moments, she drifted to sleep. 
    Remaining seated beside her, guilt filled his blue eyes.  The man wanted to ravish her curved body.  He just couldn’t defile her like that.  Either she was different than the other girls or he was becoming a different man.  Maybe both.
    Instead, he crawled beside her, laying his head upon her soft breasts.  Shutting his eyes, he inhaled Vicky’s natural scent.  More powerful than any drug, an inner calm claimed him.  Soon, he joined her in dreamland.
     

Chapter Three
     
    A full day passed since Vicky’s abduction.  Gavin Lane would’ve believed it was an erotic dream, had he not awoken to rope marks and broken door locks.  Was it part of the Fantasy Factory or not? He helplessly wondered.  They returned our money...is this part of the show?  Should I call the cops?  I’d feel like a total asshole if I was wrong.  What if the news got hold of this?  We’d be burned at the neighborhood stake!  A sick feeling entered his stomach, yet a deep arousal simmered in his balls.
    Even knowing Vicky shared the abduction fantasy, shame still filled Gavin.  Society was judgmental enough, the couple had no desire to step into the public spotlight.  Although the hired role-play was his wife’s idea, his sexual disinterest brought it to the surface.  His spousal approval gave it life.  In reality, it served his own fetish needs as deeply as hers.
    Instead of communicating and enacting a fantasy together, he couldn’t face the embarrassment.  Feeling stupid and ashamed, he put it in the hands of the Fantasy Factory .  Thinking it would free him from blame and guilt, he was wrong.  In fact, he currently blamed himself worse than ever.
    He failed to understand the root of his fantasy, one more common than admitted.  While most men enjoy the natural role of alpha status, the mere idea of losing true control scares them horribly.  While submitting to a dominatrix still grants power, an abduction scenario robs that power completely.  It forces them to face true submission, avoiding the dangerous