Open Content Story: Less Than Successful Rescue
A short but sweet little story of some fun between a gang of kidnappers, their victim, and the victim's boyfriend. Have fun.
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Less Than Successful Rescue for bp by Draconicon
Despite being shorter than half the people that he passed on the street, Red felt like he was a man on a warpath. Or, mouse, he supposed, but it amounted to the same thing. He was almost stomping on the cement as he walked towards the warehouse where he would be making the ransom exchange, and he was not happy.
"As soon as I get Jake back, heads are going to roll..."
It didn't take long to find the exchange point. Red didn't bother knocking, instead shoving open the door. There was no point waiting, really; he had the money, they had his pet, and he was going to make the switch.
The sight of Jake nearly floored him. The femboi cat was tied up in the nude, his arms above his head, his knees and ankles tied to the ground and spread wide. The mouse stared at him, shaking his head even as he saw that the cat was gagged. More importantly, that Jake was nodding behind him.
Red started to turn, only to get clubbed in the back of the head, sent to the floor in a single blow. The mouse started to roll over, but a second hit knocked him out completely, sending him into darkness.
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"Mmmph! Mmmmmph..."
The soft sound of a moaning cat welcomed him back to the land of the waking, but it took Red a few minutes to get his head to stop hurting enough for him to move. The mouse groaned, his hands reaching to the back of his head, only to stop with a jangling crash. Groaning again, Red slowly opened his eyes, looking upwards.
The same chains that had held his boyfriend were now holding him, keeping him from moving his hands far in any direction. Even though he had skinnier arms, it didn't really give him any help in getting away.
Shaking his head slowly, Red turned to the source of the sounds, and his eyes immediately widened. He'd known that Jake could be a massive slut, but he hadn't expected to see his boyfriend slobbering over the balls of another man right in front of him, particularly not that eagerly.
He stared in shock as Jake slobbered over a rat's heavy set of balls, almost like he was particularly driven to it. The cat's cock was as hard as he'd ever seen it, and Jake looked like he was utterly obsessed with polishing the rat's balls. Even now, they were positively dripping with the cat's spit, and that only got worse as he watched Jake take one, and then the other into his mouth, the cat sucking and licking them before letting them pop back out.
The rat was laughing, too, something which infuriated Red to no end. The mouse shoved himself upwards, managing to get on his feet, if only barely. The chains clattered loud enough to get their attention. Well, the rat's, anyways.
"Let him go!"
"Heh, why? The guy's a natural slut."
"I brought you your damn money, so let us go!"
"I don't think he wants to go, boy. See?"
The rat lifted his hands, and the cat kept slobbering. Red shuddered, seeing Jake so turned on like that. What was going on?
"In fact, I think this boy needs a good, hard fucking. Maybe you'd like to watch."
Red stammered at that, but couldn't help but stare as the rat turned his boyfriend around, pulling his rounded rump to the side so that the mouse had the perfect view of that perfect ass. He groaned as the rat lined up his cock, slapping it against the cat's ass, before shoving inside, hard and fast.
Jake took it like a pro, too, and Red's cheeks started to turn the same color as his name. He tried to look away, but he was always drawn back to look again, either straight on or out of the corner of his eye.
Soon, he couldn't not watch, particularly as the rat was holding his boyfriend in a harsh grip, claws sinking through the cat's fur and grabbing tightly to the feline's hips. Heavy balls smacked against Jake's ass, and Red could only imagine how it was feeling for his boyfriend. He'd been there, just a while back, having that ass for his own pleasure. He remembered how it felt to have his balls smacking off of that big, girly ass. He wondered if the rat somehow felt better than him.
He almost wondered what it'd be like to be in Jake's place.
He shook his head at that, not wanting to even go there, but the question kept coming back. Jake was obviously enjoying it, considering how much he was oozing, and Red was 'enjoying' the show, at least enough to get hard. He didn't want to, but his body didn't want to listen to him.
Suddenly, the warehouse door opened. Snapped out of his fascinated reverie, Red stood up again and covered himself, only to be laughed at by the raccoon that was walking through the door.
"Looks like we got someone that likes his new situation."
"Shut up, asshole. All I want is my boyfriend back."
"Mousey, you look like you want a whole lot more, considering how you can't hide that erection of yours."
Red glared at the raccoon, even as the fucking continued right beside him. He did his best to ignore it, but his cock continued to throb beneath his hands, particularly with how loud the two of them were. The raccoon walked around them, and stood right in front of the mouse, a big smile on his face.
"Did you really think you could barge in and get your boyfriend back? Or is he just your little butt-slut? He was dressed like one."
"That was his choice! And you told me -"
"Shut up, you closeted little slut."
The raccoon grabbed him by the chin, and chuckled again, turning the mouse's head from side to side.
"I'm going to let you go. But not until I've had my fun."
"Fun?"
"You didn't think your little cock-sucker over there would be the only one paying a price, did you?"
"You fucker!"
"That's what I do. And it looks like you're looking forward to it, boy. So...get on your hands and knees."
Red wanted to spit in the raccoon's face, but he knew that it wouldn't do any good. The pair of them were completely, totally caught, and the only thing that these assholes wanted them for was the only leverage he had. The mouse groaned, his face bright red as he lowered himself to the ground. The only good thing was that the raccoon unlocked the chains on his wrists, letting him be on all fours rather than kneeling with his hands in the air.
That fateful 'zzzzzzip' sound was all he could hear as the raccoon got behind him, and Red clenched his teeth as he felt a thick shaft slip under his tail, rubbing against his ass cheeks. The raccoon's laughter only made it worse, particularly as Red's cock twitched as he looked at his boyfriend again.
"Anticipating what you're about to get, mousey? Looking at you, I bet you're going to enjoy it even more than that boi-toy."
"Just get it over - GAH!"
He groaned, dropping his head forward as the raccoon beat him to the punch. The thick shaft sliding up his ass was bigger than he'd expected, and even the few times that he'd gotten Jake to finger him during a blowjob hadn't prepared him for this. He groaned, gritting his teeth tightly as he felt it sliding in deeper and deeper, rubbing at spots that normally didn't even get felt.
Clawing at the ground with his fingers, the mouse's breathing slowly came back from a ragged pant to a steady groan as the raccoon started sliding in and out. It left his ass burning almost right away, and he could only hope that this asshole finished soon.
Despite that, as he kept staring at Jake getting the same treatment, he started to feel...different. Almost like he was getting fucked more gently, or his body was getting used to it, or something. He rather wished he wasn't, particularly as it made his cock start to throb all the harder.
Red groaned as the raccoon suddenly reached around him, squeezing his cock. His face burned as the jerk started stroking him to the thrusts he made, laughing in his ears.
"Heh, look at you, Mr. Tough Guy. Already so hard, already so horny."
"S-shut up..."
"You aren't the top that you pretend, are you? You aren't so tough...you're just a big, raving slut..."
"I'm not! Stop -"
The raccoon spanked him, and he groaned as his ass suddenly tensed around that cock. It made it feel even better, and he bit his lip, trying to not think about it. That, however, quickly turned out to be impossible, as the raccoon rammed into him harder and harder with each passing second, making his entire body rock and throb.
The spanking, the strange feeling of having a cock inside him, the teasing from above, and especially the view of Jake being fucked; it all added up to more than he could take. He groaned, biting his lip to try and keep from moaning, but it broke free as he came. The mouse's cock throbbed and jerked, spitting cum down on the floor and against his stomach as the raccoon did the same inside him.
It felt like being marked, and Red couldn't shake that feeling as he slipped to the floor, slowly falling unconscious, again.
"Red? Red, are you okay?"
The mouse groaned as he rolled over and opened his eyes. Seeing Jake above him slowly brought a smile to his face, and he nodded, even though they were still in the warehouse where...all that had happened.
"Yeah, yeah I'm okay. And you?"
"Doing alright. Sore, but alright. The guys left, saying we were free to go. Mostly."
"Mostly?"
"Well, um...They left you a, um, gift."
The mouse cocked his head to the side, and immediately felt something pressing against the side of his neck. He hesitantly reached up, and felt a collar.
"Sons of bitches..."
The End