Captured #8: The Long Night
Originally published May 28, 2019
This series is being revised
“Could you please, please, please stop pacing?!"
“I’m sorry!” Jacob cried. “I’ve never been a part of anything like this!”
“Just sit down,” Mel rolled her eyes. “You’re totally freaking me out.”
Mel wasn’t the type to lose her cool, but Jacob was right. No one had ever been a part of anything like this. She’d taken the plate in the seventh down one with the tying run on third and didn’t bat an eye. But somehow Jacob pacing around her living room mumbling, “Fuck, fuck, Jesus fuck” was more tense than any trip to the plate.
Jacob collapsed on the couch next to her. “I shouldn’t have done it,” he said. “I should have just…stuck to Tumblr.”
“Damn right you should have!” Mel snapped.
Jacob clutched his legs to his chest like a bullied child on the playground.
Mel frowned and said, “But like, you can’t do anything about it now. Shit, I ain’t kink shaming.”
“But I should have known it would be used like this. When I sold my program I was just thinking about the money.”
“I’ve got a thing for nerds,” Mel said.
“What?” Jacob asked.
“Cute nerds, y’know, with stubble. A real D&D character sheet, Firefly binge night, dress up like a Jedi for the Thursday night premier ass nerd. Guy who has all kinds of opinions about Marvel and will absolutely worship my pussy. See, I’ve dated my share of jocks and it’s a real mixed bag. Most of them are too scared even taste it.”
“Why are you saying this?”
“It’s my kink. Nerdy guys who’ll fix my laptop then fuck my brains out.”
“Huh,” Jacob dropped his feet to the floor.
“Y’knew,” Jacob said. “I don’t play D&D but…I am kind of a thing on the YuGiOh circuit.”
Mel turned to look at Jacob, sizing him up. Then she said, “I don’t date white guys.”
“Cool, cool, cool.”
“You smoke?” she asked.
I could hear the voices but I couldn't make sense of the space around me. Everything was black. Every noise filtered through the droning whistle in my head. A shattered eardrum, or the effects of a concussion? Maybe a bit of both.
“Take care of her!”
Even in my state I knew they were talking about Tina. I made a conscious effort to protect her but my body wouldn’t budge. I was barely gripping on to reality.
“Corbin!” Tina cried. I felt a panicked hand on my shoulder but it did little to pull me out of it. “Corbin, help! Help!” Tina’s voice was pulling away from me. “No! No! I belong to her now! I won’t go back! I won’t go…”
Tina’s protests were replaced by muffled cries before no sound remained but the monotonous click-clack, click-clack of my turn signal, inadvertently engaged during the accident.
“God, she’s heavy,” a second voice said from my passenger side door. “Like, does she even follow Sister Madison’s diet?”
The other one laughed. “She’s probably the one eating Sister Madison’s Nutella. Figures, always acting like the special Alpha.”
“Maybe we’ll be her special Alphas now…”
“Daisy, what is Sister Madison’s first rule?”
“An Alpha never wants…”
“An Alpha only obeys. I’ll take her legs.”
As the two Alphas carried Tina to the truck, my vision returned to me. At first I thought I was looking up through a spider web into the starry sky, but soon I realized that it was my shattered windshield. They ran me off the road somewhere around Carpenter State’s ag department. It’s a lonely stretch of Romero that feels more like rural Kentucky than northwestern Washington. At this time of night the Alphas knew they could take their time cleaning up the mess before any kind of cop arrived. I knew I had underestimated Madison’s slaves. I should have expected anything after the show that Piper put on in The Lonely Pine, but I assumed that the rest were more like Tina.
Driven on momentum alone, I lurched sideways toward the passenger’s seat, stretching my hand down to the floorboard where I felt around for anything that I could use as a weapon. I cursed myself for turning down Mel’s shotgun. There was nothing on the floor. I knew I had no option but to make a run for it into the woods. They couldn’t follow me in there with their truck. That would even things out a bit.
The woods were on the opposite side of the road, about a fifteen-yard dash from my car. I could make it if I got the jump on them.
I heard a loud plop into the bed of the Alpha’s truck and I knew that I had to make a move quick. I took a deep breath, pushed my door open, pressed my foot into the moist grass and began my sprint. I made it all the way to the road before my legs gave out and I collapsed on the ground with a yelp.
I could only see the Alpha’s silhouette in front of the truck’s headlights as she stalked toward me. I was helpless, and the nonchalance in her stride made sure that I knew it. When she closed in I began to make out the features of her face. Maybe it was the concussion, but the Alpha appeared angelic in her bath of light. She smiled, leaned down, then quietly pressed the rag over my nose.
“I'll take you to the Alphas tonight and fuck your head so bad you won't even know your own name."
“Come on, baby,” Mel begged. “Make me your VR slave.
Jacob heaved a frustrated sigh. “It’s not VR. I mean, it is VR. But it’s not like…we’re not talking Resident Evil 7 here. The program only stimulates the viewer’s brain. It triggers a reaction in the pleasure center, forcing the wearer to live out an erotic fantasy that ultimately subjugates their will. Essentially it uses your deepest, darkest, sexiest desires to turn you into a perfect slave. That’s why it’s so powerful. The VR gives you the push, but your brain does the rest.”
“Fuuck!” Mel cried as she flicked a finger over her clit, clutching at her breasts with her other hand. “You fucking nerd!” she laughed. “Are you eating me out or am I doing all the work myself?”
“You don’t mind?” Jacob asked, looking up at Mel from his view between her legs.
Mel rolled her eyes and pressed her hand to the back of Jacob’s head, burying his mouth into the folds of her wet pussy. She closed her eyes and waited for Jacob’s tongue, but a few seconds of an anticipation yielded no results. When Mel opened her eyes she saw Jacob looking back up at her.
“Do you think we should call her?” he asked.
“Jesus, Jacob,” Mel groaned. “She’s gonna walk in the door any minute and the last thing I want is for her to find us like this.”
My head was spinning, a coat of drool caked to my chin when Madison pulled the visor from my face. It was the first time I’d seen her since The Lonely Pine. Maybe I was expecting too much in Madison assuming that she’d have a speech prepared for me. But she’d said everything she wanted to at the bar. I truly was nothing more but an inconvenience to her. At least she respected Piper enough for the “Who sent you?” routine.
All I got was the visor. Stripped down, tied to a chair, an Alpha’s lips anchored to my pussy. I woke up like this. My mind already bombarded by seductive images. The first time I came, I genuinely feared for my mind. But I clung to the reality that all of this was my fault. That I’d put Piper in this situation and I was the only one who could get her out. I counted the number of times I came, making mental tally marks on my brain. That’s how I managed, that’s how I broke the unbreakable control of Jacob’s program.
When Madison pulled the visor from my face, it was easy to mistake my vacant expression for mindless bliss. But there’s a difference between brainwashed and tired. And I was tired as shit. I didn’t know how long I’d been in that chair. As far as I knew it was the same night. A very long night.
Madison scrunched her nose and said, “She looks pretty empty to me.”
“Fuck yourself,” I whispered.
I whimpered as the Alpha between my legs worked me to another climax. She backed up for a breath and, adjusting her jaw, she said, “We’ve been at this for hours…” I recognized the voice immediately. Madison had already wrangled Tina back under her sway.
“This shouldn't happen,” The other Alpha said behind me. I recognized her voice as the one who subdued me on the road. “The others couldn't hold out for more than a session, let alone a dozen.”
I straightened by back in an attempt to look strong, but my body was so sensitive that I feared any movement could make me cum again.
Madison was losing patience. She took a fistful of my hair and yanked my head until I was looking into her eyes. “Fight it,” she said. “But you will worship me.” She backed away and then nodded to the Alpha leading my therapy.
I held my breath as the visor slipped back over my eyes.
I lost count somewhere around the thirties.
“You’re wasting your time,” I forced a twisted smile. This time when the visor was pulled from my eyes my whole world was distorted. Though Madison stood before me in clothes, I couldn’t shake the image of her naked, dripping wet. All for me. The program was warping my mind. I could feel my knees scraping against the carpet as crawled to her. I wanted to know how she tasted under all of those fucking clothes.
“Why?” Madison asked curtly. Her arms were crossed like a disapproving mother.
“I’ve gone…” My voice caught in my throat as the Alpha’s tongue lashed viciously over my clit. The last time I was conscious they were still gentle with me. By now they’d learned their lesson, desperately working my sex to keep me in a near constant state of climax. It was agony. It was bliss. “I’ve gone under this before. Your connection? My fu…fucking ex, you d-dumb, crazy bitch.”
My smile widened. “I have…a trigger.” I said. “E-Even if I g-give in…he’ll…break it! Fuck!”
Madison’s sneer brightened into a smile of her own. “Jacob’s gone, honey. I think he took your trigger with him.”
“Yep,” she said. “Saw what we did to his car and I guess he made a bee line for the airport. Exes, am I right?”
“Mel!” I protested. “Mel knows the trigger. Mel knows…”
“Yeah,” Madison shook her head. “I think Mel’s gonna keep her mouth shut though.”
“Wha-?” I gasped.
“What do you think, Mel?"
The Alpha between my legs dug her fingers into my thighs as she began to lick more vigorously. I glanced down to make sense of the sudden change in tempo and my heart stopped.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckfcukfuckfuckfukcfuckf
The sight of Mel’s face buried in my pussy made me cum harder than I had all night.
“Oooo,” Madison admired Mel’s work, offering her a loving pat on the head. “I like this one. Grabbed her last night. Way more useful here than at the Circle K, I’ll tell you that.”
When Mel leaned away from my pussy, her mouth was soaked in me. A dreamy grin stretched across her vacant face and she echoed the Alphas. “Thank you, Sister Madison.”
“I’m sorry…” Tears dripped down my face as I peered into my friend’s empty eyes.
I couldn’t save Piper. I couldn’t save Mel. I couldn’t save myself.
As the visor slid back down over my eyes, I knew that the next time it came up I would no longer be Corbin Arroyo.
“It’s okay, Corbin. You’re safe now.”
“How long did I hold out?”
“Longer than anyone.”
“I did it for you.”
It’s a strange feeling when your thoughts come back to you. You don’t think much about how precious your thoughts are until they’ve been ripped from your skull. When my conscious mind returned to me, it was like I was being pulled up from the deepest depths of the ocean. I was drowning, and suddenly I could breathe.
“Corbin?” Piper snapped her fingers at the bridge of my nose before gently taking me by the shoulders and shaking me. “Are you with me, Corbin?”
“Thank God,” Piper said. “We don’t have much time.”
“What’s going on?” I asked.
Piper freed me from my bindings and I stumbled out of my chair to the floor.
“Careful,” she said. “I got Madison under, but the slightest disturbance could wake her.”
For the first time since I’d been taken to the Alpha House I saw the full room of my captivity. It was a simple bedroom. Behind my chair was a queen sized bed and sitting on the edge of it was Madison Wells herself. Her eyes were closed, her head slumped over and a thin line of drool had begun to drip from her lips.
“What did you do to her?” I asked.
“Hypnosis,” Piper said. “We’ve gotta get out of here.”
“Wait,” I said. “What about Mel?”
“She’s driving,” Piper replied.
On the drive back to the apartment, Piper explained how she’d broken free from Madison’s control. “The visor requires frequent therapies to reassert the Alpha program. When I saw you at The Lonely Pine it just…jogged something loose.”
I looked to Mel in the driver’s seat and asked, “What about you?”
“I was never under Madison’s control!” Mel smirked. “Piper needed someone to distract Madison while she put her under.”
“Distract, like…?”
“I figure you once you eat one pussy you pretty much eat any.”
“You taste great, by the way,” Mel winked.
That night we celebrated our victory over drinks. “To friendship!” Mel cheered, holding her Pabst high.
“To the Alphas,” I replied.
Piper glanced at me, then Mel, then said. “Tomorrow, the real work starts. We’re going to free every girl under Madison’s power.”
“Well,” Mel clapped her hands. “I’ve got “I’ve got things to see, people to do…”
Mel left us in a silence heavy with unspoken thoughts. Piper knew where my mind was.
“It’s okay, Corbin.” She assured me. “You’re safe now.”
I looked down at my feet and asked, “How long did I hold out?”
Piper took a few longing steps toward me and said, “Longer than anyone.”
My eyes darted up to her, “I did it for you.”
“Piper…” I moaned her name as she pushed me onto the couch. She popped the button on my jeans and pulled the zipper down, exposing a triangle of panties. I closed my eyes as she slipped her hand beneath my waistband. A loud cry escaped my lips.
“Ohh,” Piper moaned. “You’re soaking wet…”
“Piper…” I repeated her name, my voice dripping in lust. I looked up to find her eyes, clear and powerful. “Fuck me,” I begged. “I’ve wanted it for so long. Needed it.”
“That’s right,” she said, pushing her finger inside of me. “Only me.”
“Only you,” I repeated.
“You love me…”
“I love you…”
“…I embrace you…”
“…I obey you…”
“…I worship you…”
“…Sister Madison…”
The thing about the bottom of the ocean is that if you come up too quick you’ll get the bends.
I am no longer Corbin Arroyo.
Madison was giddy at the sight of me on my on my knees. My arms were weak, floating at my sides. My head was wobbled on its shoulders as I repeated my mantra, a drooling, mindless, obedient, Alpha pledge. “I embrace you. I obey you. I worship you. Sister Madison. I embrace you. I obey you. I worship you. Sister Madison.”
Madison clapped her hands with a squeal and pulled Piper into a tight hug.
“Are you pleased, Sister Madison?” Piper asked.
“I have to admit, I was nervous,” Madison said. “I can’t imagine a tougher assignment for your first time, but you really did a number on her. And your best friend,” she clicked her tongue. “You’re ruthless, Pipes.”
“I only did as you taught me,” Piper smiled. “Corbin was a bigger threat than anyone on sorority row. She had to be neutralized.”
“I embrace you. I obey you. I worship you. Sister Madison.”
Madison placed her hand on my cheek, admiring her latest prize. “Yes,” she said. “She could have been a problem for sure. But now, I think we can put her talents to good use.”