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Abby's Nightmare
by Obmuj (address withheld)
***
The bride to be is kidnapped by a past boyfriend and
his pal, who lives next door to bride-to-be Abby. (MMF,
nc, rp, sn)
***
Pain, a throbbing pain passed through her forehead
causing her body to tremble. Attempting to move her
hands to her temple, she found they were tied to
whatever she was laying upon. Likewise, Abby found her
legs tied in a spread eagle fashion the same as her
arms. Her mind begins to lead her to consciousness and
awareness of her surroundings.
Abby was unable to fathom where she was and why her
arms and legs were restrained. Her mind commenced to
focus on what she was doing before finding her limbs
tied to a large bed. When she tried to speak, Abby
found her mouth taped shut and could only moan. Then
her mind allowed her to bring things into focus and she
became extremely fearful.
Raising her head from the bed, Abby looked down across
her body and found her clothing had been removed. "No,"
she thought, "Someone has removed not only my dress,
but my bra panties, also." Her face, she knew, turned a
brilliant red in embarrassment from the knowledge
someone had viewed her body unclothed. "Why, why has
someone done these things to me?" Abby asked herself
aloud.
Thinking back to what she was doing before she awoke
and found herself restrained to the bed, Abby
remembered walking to her car in the mall parking lot.
Something foul smelling had been placed over her face
and her memory of two men grabbing her. She had been
shopping for a few items for her wedding that was to
take place on Saturday. Abby had purchased gifts for
her sister, Monica, who was to be her matron of honor,
and for her bridesmaids.
Her mind now cleared and visualized how her attackers
grabbed her, placed something over her face as she
struggled. She recalled how her body seemed to fade
away as they held her. Then realized she had been
kidnapped, but why? Why was she tied her down and worst
of all, undressed and her virginal body nude? Abby felt
fear worse than anything she could ever have imagined
and wondered if whoever had abducted her, planned to
kill her?
A noise to her right startled her, turning her head,
she saw a hooded naked man. "Umh, Umh awg ugh," Abby's
voice tried to say the words, "Who, who are you?" With
the tape across her mouth her sounds weren't
understandable. Her eyes filled with tears, and
attempted to signal to her captor she wanted her mouth
free to speak.
From the opposite side of the room, someone spoke, "Hey
Mack, think we should take her gag off?" Turning toward
the other voice, Abby saw he also was wearing a ski
mask.
"Don't see why not, Dean, old buddy, appears to me,
she's awake now and may be ready for some good action,"
she heard the man, named Mack, reply. With a suddenness
that took her breath away, the man named Dean yanked
the tape gagging her from her mouth.
"Oh, that hurt. What're you doing to me? Why have you
tied me up with nothing on? Please let me up so I may
go home. Please?" Abby pleaded.
"Why have we kidnapped you and tied you up and removed
your clothing, you ask," the man named Dean asked?
"Tell you why," the man named Mack begins speaking,
"you got something between those pretty legs that we
want."
Abby begin to sob, her body shook as she saw both men
were undressed and their penises becoming erect. Fear
raked across her body in the knowledge they were
viewing her as an object of sex. "No, oh God no,"
Abby's voice uttered, in a prayer like fashion. The
awareness of what the two men assuredly were planning
on doing to her required she ask her Savior for
assistance. "Father, in thy name, I ask you deliver me
from this evil," Abby prayed aloud.
"Listen to her Mack, she's praying for us to deliver
her," Dean mocked her prayers for help. "You'll get
help and I believe this is a good time to start," Dean
added in his mocking prayer voice. Then he moved over
and sat on the bed next to where she was tied down.
Dean's hand reached out and slowly stroked the
nineteen-year-old girl's left leg with an occasional
hard grip. Fear rose in Abby's throat as she attempted
to tell her tormentor to not touch her.
"Don't, please, don't touch me like, it's unfair to do
this to me," Abby cringed from the man's hand? Instead
Dean moved his hand upward and stroked across her
pubes. No one had ever been so intimate with Abby, as
she was virginal.
Her intended husband Josh had only kissed her lips in a
non-sexual way that thought brought fresh tears to
Abby's eyes as she thought of her intended. "Please
let me go. I'm to be married next Saturday at our
church, and I'll never report you if you release me,"
Abby pleaded.
Then Mack moved to the bed, sat down, and his hand
reached out and closed around her right breast. Abby
became more aware, if such was possible, as to what the
two men were planning to do with her. While Mack begins
to fondle her breast, Dean's hand moved down and
commenced stroking her vulva.
"Stop! Don't touch me like that! Let me go before it's
too late," Abby pleaded with an emotional sound to her
voice that caught Mack off guard. His hands let go of
her breast from the surreal utterances Abby pronounced
in a voice she didn't know was possible.
Her other tormentor, Dean, found the uttered sounds to
his liking and his fingers moved into the opening of
Abby's vagina. Mack recovered from his shock of Abby's
request to stop, moved his mouth down, started sucking
and biting her nipple.
Abby felt Dean moved his fingers from her sex and move
around on the bed and untied the cords around her
ankles. Thinking she was going to be released, Abby
told him, "Thank you for letting me go."
"Oh yeah, you'll thank me all right, Abby dearest," the
man called Dean told her. "In fact you'll be screaming
your thanks before long," Dean added to his comments.
Then she felt Dean again caress her sex and his fingers
trying to invade her body. Abby locked her legs
together and crossed her ankles to keep his fingers
from penetrating her most private area. Dean grabbed
her heavy growth of dark pubic hair and pulled it
extremely hard, telling Abby, "Open your legs!"
"Oh that hurts, don't do that, please, stop, it hurts
when you pull my hair down there," Abby winced out in
pain.
"Open those pretty legs and cooperate and I'll not pull
your cunt hair," Dean told her, pulling even harder on
her hair.
"Please, both of you stop. Why are you doing this to
me? I'm getting married this coming weekend, and I've
never done anything with a man before," Abby pleaded
with the men.
"Yeah we know, sweet Abby. We are going to be your
first. So which one of us do you wish to be your
first," Mack asked as he stopped sucking at her breast?
Abby felt her body tremble in the worse fear she could
imagine when asked to choose who would ravish her
virginity from her body. Tears formed again behind her
eyes and she sobbed out, "Don't do this to me."
Hearing her pleas, Mack bit the nipple he'd been
sucking extremely hard, and to Abby it seemed like it
was bitten off. Then Mack moved his mouth over and bit
the other nipple, even harder, it seemed to Abby.
Taking her breast in his hands, he moved up and told
Abby, "I'm going to kiss you. If you bite me, I'll kill
you," Mack told her as his lips moved onto hers.
Abby shut her eyes to hide the image of this man, who
wasn't her future husband, as he commenced kissing her
lips. Only one other person had ever kissed her and
that was her boyfriend, Tim, when she was in the ninth
grade. She wasn't certain what Dean was about do to but
she felt him moving around at the side of the bed.
Dean moved his face moved toward Abby's crotch, and he
couldn't believe how much hair covered her sex. Her
pubes not only spread across her Moms Venus from thigh-
to-thigh, but covered her lower stomach within an inch
of her navel. Pushing apart Abby's sleek thighs, Dean
viewed the pubic hair as it traveled down her major
labia, reaching to her anus. Spreading her legs even
farther, Dean viewed the dark mass of pubes spread onto
her inner thighs and reached at least three inches down
her upper legs. Damn, he thought that this babe has
evidently never shaved her pussy, ever!
Looking at the hair as it grew downward on her inner
thighs. Dean wondered how she could even wear shorts or
a bathing suit with the massive growth of hair on her
legs. Comparing the long and thick hair covering Abby's
pussy, Dean thought of the other girls who he had seen
nude and knew this was without doubt the most hair on a
girl's pussy he would likely ever view.
Dean moved his face against the expanse of Abby's
groin, onto the massive growth of dark hair surrounding
her tightly closed sex. Hell, he thought, this girl is
so virginal she most likely has never masturbated, even
once in her life. Which, Dean wasn't aware of, was
actually the truth. Then his mouth settled against the
hair-covered vulva of the frightened and quivering
teenager. His mind thought of only one thing as his
lips felt the dark curls against them. That is the
desire to taste her virgin juices and be the first man
to claim her first time as his own.
Mack continued kissing Abby's lips while his passion
and ardor made him begin to no use his tongue and
attempt to enter her mouth. Abby held her lips
constricted together, and he was unable to gain entry
into her mouth. Pulling his lips from hers, said, "Open
up your mouth bitch, or I'll strangle you," as his
hands closed tightly around her slender throat.
Never had Abby considered someone sticking their tongue
into her mouth, now she opened hers, allowing her
captor's tongue inside her mouth. Feeling the man named
Mack push his tongue against hers and start rubbing and
licking inside her mouth about made Abby gags. She and
Josh had spoken of French kissing, but decided it was
the same as any sex act. Both determined it should be
saved until they were married and love is a part of
such an intimate act. Now Abby felt her mouth being
violated and she started to pull her lips from Mack's.
Just as she was ready to move her lips away from
Mack's, she felt Dean's mouth touch against her
womanhood. Her hips pulled away from the touch of
Dean's face between her legs. Feeling Dean's face
between her spread legs, his mouth touched the most
intimate place on her body, gave her chills. This was
worse than Mack's tongue inside her mouth and it alone
was making her wish to die.
Dean was frustrated in his inability to feel all of
Abby's pussy hair against his face and decided to
remove the mask. He knew as long as his face was
between her legs, she wouldn't be able to identify him
later. Pulling the mask over his head allowed his face
to be uncovered completely, and then Dean again placed
his face over Abby's pussy.
Thrashing about and attempting to move Dean's face away
from her sex, did nothing but excite Dean to a higher
sexual level. Abby was throwing her legs in all
directions, but Dean moved his face at will between
them. Dean moved his body atop Abby's right leg, and
his arm and shoulder and pinned her left leg to the
mattress. Dean commenced licking between her parted
thighs, fulfilling his desires and lust in raping the
girl with his tongue.
Feeling his tongue inside Abby's mouth was causing Mack
to become more excited and his manhood was pushing
against her side. His right hand was squeezing and
rubbing her breast while he French kissed her. His body
pushing back and forth against Abby's side, and in his
inexperience, was causing him to reach the point of
ejaculation. He couldn't stop pushing his erection
against Abby. Then he felt the stirring of his semen
moving, from deep inside his testicles and through his
penis and splash against Abby. His voice choked with
the release as he continued Frenching Abby.
Abby felt Mack's movements against her body and her
knowledge told her what the man was about to do against
her skin. Feeling the warm wetness splash against her
side and some onto her stomach, Abby knew the man had
just spilled his seed onto her body. At least she
thought, it wasn't inside me and now I'll soon be free
to go she assumed in her innocence.
Then some strange sensations begin to travel throughout
her body from feeling Dean's tongue as it licked her
sex. Abby felt her body betraying her as she tried to
stifle her voice from responding from the feelings
Dean's manipulations were creating between her legs.
Her hips rose from the bed, to complete the contact
with the tongue probing within the opening between her
thighs. Like a bolt of lightning, a flash of
unbelievable pleasure shot from somewhere deep within
her body and traveled directly downward and centered
between her sprayed legs. Dean's tongue was touching
her somewhere at the top of her sex and the feeling was
both pleasurable and scary.
Unable to suppress her feelings, Abby moaned around the
tongue probing against her own and with a strong
effort, pulled her mouth from Mack's, and said, "No, oh
no, I can't, please you must stop." Yet the last thing
Abby wanted were the feelings between her legs to stop,
and her voice echoed, "I can't help it, oh that feels
good, oh what are you doing to me?"
Hearing Abby's words of passion, the two men continued
to abuse her body. Mack commenced sucking her breast
again and found her nipples were hard as rocks and
standing at least a half inch up into the air. Dean
knowing his licking of the small round object at the
top of Abby's pussy was making her enjoy what he was
doing licked harder and faster.
Dean rose from between her legs, pulled the mask down
over his face, and told Mack, "Let's put the other
stuff on her wrist and then finish what we came here
for. "Don't leave me like this," Abby told her
attaches, She wasn't certain if she wanted to continue
the contact of their mouth on her body, or she was
afraid they were leaving her alone in this place.
After her body's sexual high had subsided from the lack
of contact with the two men's manipulations, Abby felt
relief, when Mack and Dean moved away from her body and
rose from the bed. She was fearful they were planning
on leaving her restrained to the bed and watched as
they walked from the room.
"Don't leave me alone, please don't leave me here by
myself," Abby's voice whined out in a shrill sound.
After they had left the room, Abby's body was still
feeling the betrayal of the two men's sexual taking
her, without the weird release it seemed to desire. Why
had her body commenced to respond to their actions?
I've never done anything such as they were doing to me,
and I can't believe that someone would do what they had
been doing.
As she lay tied to the bed, Abby felt the need to
urinate. Abby hoped they two men would return soon and
she would be allowed to use the bathroom. Lying as she
was, Abby could not view the men in the other room and
their voice wasn't loud enough to make out what they
were saying.
After what was assuredly an hour, Dean walked back into
the room and she saw he had handcuffs and they had some
long code tied to each. She watched as he snapped on of
the handcuffs to her left wrist and fastened the code
to the bed. Then he repeated the process on her other
arm. After both arms had been tied by the new cord,
Abby watched as the original restraints were untied
from the bed and her wrist.
"Now you can move your arms around and I'm certain
you'll want to before long so you can hug me when I pop
your cherry," Dean told her as he walked from the room.
Once Dean left the room, Abby tried to pull her arms
far enough apart so she could untie the cords holding
the handcuffs. She found they were only long enough to
give her additional freedom to move her arms but she us
unable to get free. Abby even tried to move her hand
down to cover her sex but the cords were only long
enough that her hands reached just below her navel.
Abby was now able to move enough that she could view
her surroundings and noted a digital clock on the stand
across from her. There was also a radio but she was
unable to reach it to turn it on and at least have the
sound from it for company. She noted the time was 4:18
and no small red light was on to show it was PM, which
meant it was AM. That meant she had been here since
Friday around noon, and it was now Saturday and she was
to have been married in less than eight hours. Her mind
wondered if anyone was looking for her and most of all,
her future husband Josh. Josh, she asked herself, "Do
you miss me?"
Her head still had a slight pain to it and could smell
something sweet like on her face that told her she had
been put to sleep by something placed on her face when
taken captive. Her memory of reading about chloroform
being used to kidnap someone came to her mind and
thought that assuredly had happened to her. " But why,
Abby asked herself?"
Crying from her ordeal of being restrained and
especially being nude, caused tears to run from her
eyes. Thinking to herself that she had never been
unkind to anyone, nor had any enemies, made Abby cry
even more when she considered what must assuredly lie
ahead for her. To be so exposed in her nudity, to the
view of the two masked men, brought forth even more
grief and tears to her sobbing body. After several
minutes' Abby went to sleep from the humiliation and
agony her mind and body was going through as she lay
tied to the bed.
"Wake up, Pretty Girl," Abby heard someone saying as
she opened her eyes.
Standing before her were the two nude men wearing their
ski mask. The one she knew was Dean was holding a tray
of food, and informed her, "Here, eat this."
Abby, her arms were no longer fastened by the
restraints, rose up from the bed. Taking the tray in
her hands she placed it on her lap and commenced to eat
as she was so hungry and knew it had been more than
twenty-four hours since she had last eaten.
After finishing the sandwich and soup and enjoying the
cold soft drink, Abby felt that she must get to the
bathroom. "Could - could I go to the - the bathroom?"
Abby asked in a halting manner of her captors?
"What do you think Mack," the one called Dean asked?
"Yeah, follow me, pretty thing, I'll show you where,"
Mack said and took her hand in his and led her to the
bathroom.
"Could I please be alone," Abby asked?
"No way sweetheart, you just might try to escape."
Abby's need to use the toilet was so great she didn't
wait any longer and cried as she used the toilet. The
tears flowed from her eyes as her body functions were
performed. Yet she could do nothing to curtail her body
functions, as her needs were so great.
"Ok, now let's shower, and clean up, Miss Abby," Mack
said as he turned on the shower.
Taking her hand in his, Mack lead Abby into the shower
and taking the soap begin to wash her body. His hands
traveled across her breast and down over her stomach
and between her legs. The warmth of the water felt
soothing to Abby, but she was still in shock, that
another person had watched her so intimately and
private body functions just moments before.
Mack used his hands to turn Abby around so she was
facing him as he continued to wash her body. When he
moved down onto his knees and started rubbing his soapy
hands up and down her legs she felt some relief that
perhaps she would not be hurt. Yet she knew they
planned to rape her and she started to cry and her body
shook with the knowledge of what was assuredly going to
happen.
"I'm going to get out of the tub, but there is a new
razor on the shelf for you to shave your legs," Mack
told her as he stepped from the shower and commenced to
dry himself off.
"Hey Dean, why don't you come shower with Abby while
she shaves her legs," Mack shouted out to his friend.
Dean entered the bathroom and climbed into the shower
with Abby and as she finished shaving her legs, he took
the soap and lathered up his hands and moved one
between her hips. Abby felt his hand touch her anus and
she shuddered from being touched in such an intimate
way. Her mind could not fathom anyone wanting to touch
another in such a place.
With his hands covered with soap, Dean slowly played
his finger tip over the entrance of Abby's anus. Then
he started easing his finger into her body.
"No, don't do that," Abby cried out in alarm.
"Shut the hell up, and don't try to stop me or you'll
get the crap slapped out of you," Dean said as he
pushed his finger up into Abby's butt until he was up
to his second knuckle. Slowly Dean moved his finger
inside Abby's butt, and finally buried it completely
into her as far as his finger could reach. Then he
begins to move it into and back out of her body as if
he was having sex with his finger.
Abby's mind froze from the invasion of an object into
her anus and never thought of such a thing being done
to another, except for medical purposes. After several
minutes of Dean's finger moving in and out of her rear
opening, Abby felt a strange desire coursing through
her body. Then, with an abrupt move, Dean jerked his
finger from her body.
"Oh no," Abby moaned out as his finger left her butt.
"Hell, Mack, I think she liked my finger in her ass,
guess later on I'll have to put something else up her
butt," Dean laughingly said.
Then they moved Abby back to the bedroom and they sat
on each side of her on the bed. What, Abby wondered,
were they going to do to her now? "What day is it,"
Abby asked?
"It's Saturday, and it is now 11 o'clock, so in just 30
minutes you will have been a bride and when that time
is up, you're going to be my bride," Dean said to Abby
as he leaned over and commenced kissing her lips.
Again tears begin to flow from Abby's eyes and she
realized that she would be saying her vows to Josh at
this very moment if she wasn't being held hostage by
these two men. Her body cringed as her lips were forced
open by Dean. Then she wondered who these men were and
she knew how to find out.
Slowly her arms moved up and hugged Dean's neck. Then
she started to rub her hands all over his back, neck
and finally his head. With a quick move, Abby grabbed
the wet ski mask and with a sharp tug pulled it up and
off Dean's head. Abby had done it so quickly Dean was
unable to stop her from exposing his face to her view.
"Timothy Dean, how could you do this to me," Abby
shouted as she saw who her captive was?
"Do you remember when I kissed you and tried to feel
you tits and under you dress that time when we were
alone, and you slapped me," Dean replied?
"Now I'm going to get what you stopped me from doing in
ninth grade. I still remember begging you to go out
with me again after that, but you always turned me
down. So you can't stop me now," Dean laughed as he
told her.
"Then Mack, is really Jeff McMurphy," Abby said as she
realized who the other man was. Tim and Jeff were best
friends since they were little boys and lived in homes
on either side of the house where Abby lived.
"Please Tim, let me go now, you done enough, and I
promise I won't tell anyone what has happened since
I've been here," Abby pleaded with the boy.
"No way, in fact I think it is now 11:30 and that means
your wedding would be over and it's time for the
honeymoon, so don't fight me," he told her.
Pulling Abby down onto the bed so she was flat on her
back, Mack grabbed her arms and held them above her
head. While he was doing this, Dean, or Tim as he was
usually called, moved over the prone body of the young
girl and wedge himself between her legs.
Abby felt real fear and she begged and pleaded with
them to let her leave. She promised over and over that
she would never tell. Her pleas were unheeded by the
two, lust fired youths, and Dean took his erection in
his hand and guided it to the edge of Abby's female
cleft. Finding he wasn't able to enter her immediately,
Dean begins to rub his hardness up and down the fur
lined slit between Abby's legs.
Finally he was able to lodge the head of his penis
inside the labia of the frightened teenager and
commence pushing his hardness up into her virgin body.
"STOP," she cried out in fear and not wanting to be
taken by anyone but her intended husband Josh. "No,
don't do this to me, Tim, please stop now before you .
. .," Abby was pleading in mortal fear of what she knew
was about to happen. This was to have been her wedding
night gift to her new husband. Now a lust-crazed boy
she had known all her life was about to forcefully take
her maidenhead.
By now Dean had about half of his cock inside the young
girl's vagina. Dean felt an obstruction against his
hardness, and knew it was Abby's virginity. How many
nights had he masturbated from the memory of his trying
to seduce Abby on their only date more than four years
ago? Now he felt it was time, and with a force of brut
strength he drove his hard manhood deep inside the girl
lying under him. He loved hearing her scream as he tore
through her virginity.
"Nooooo, stop it hurts, awg it hurts me," Abby screamed
as she felt the searing pain of a man's penis
attempting to split her virginity. "Please, oh please,
won't you stop before it's too late?"
Then she felt Tim shove really hard into her body and
knew he was about to rob her of her virginity. Pain
shoots through her female opening and she screamed,
"GOD NO, TAKE IT OUT, OH PLEASE STOP I CAN'T STAND IT,
IT HURTS, NO." Abby screamed as tears flowed from her
eyes and then she passed out from the pain and
derogations she felt from being raped and the tearing
of her virginity.
For more than five minutes Dean continued to force his
manhood into and back out of Abby's no longer virgin
body. With a tremendous shove up inside the prostrate
girl, Dean ejaculated and after a few moments, rolled
off Abby's body, who had came back to reality after
blacking out for a couple of minutes.
Abby had lain under Tim as he took her and shoved
himself deep and hard into her body. She kept praying
that he would stop and when he finally did and rolled
from her body, Abby sobbed out and her body felt
lifeless.
Just as Abby was about to rise up from the bed, Jeff
moved between her legs and looking down at her stated,
"Damns, look at the blood from her cherry, man I've
never seen one this bloody before." Then Jeff begins to
pound his manhood in and out of Abby's body. How long
he lasted he wasn't certain but when he felt himself
ready to go off, he would stop, rest for a few moments
and then recommence taking the girl.
For two days the two boys toyed and raped the lovely
young girl. Then they walked the nude Abby to their
car, and drove out into the desert. During the drive,
Abby cried and begged them to take her home. Reaching
their destination, they pulled up alongside the four
feet deep hole they had dug two weeks earlier. After
digging the hole, they had collected rocks to through
on top of the victim they knew would end up in this
make shift grave.
Abby felt herself falling into the hole, then rocks
being tossed on top of her, then the dirt was being
shoveled over the rocks.
A bearded old prospector, who lived in the rock ledges
of the vast desert, watched as the young girl was
thrown nude into the hole in the ground. Old Sam had
watched the hole for two weeks, and thought the boys
were trying to find gold on his desert, so each day he
returned to see if they would return.
Old Sam had decided that if they didn't return today,
he would give up watching the hole, and awaiting the
return of the boys.
After they car drove away, Old Sam moved quickly down
to the grave and quickly dug the grave open, throw the
rocks out and found the dirt covered girl was still
breathing. Picking her up, Old Sam shoved her up over
the top of the grave, and soon was beside her and
breathing his life giving breath into her mouth and
down into her lungs.
"Easy little one," Old Sam said as Abby started to
breath on her own and strike at the man who had his
lips on hers. Then Abby realized that she had just been
saved by the man, even if he did smell of sweat, and
his whiskers did tickle her nose and face as he gave
her his own air to breath. Her arms reached out and
hugged him to her.
"Thank you, may God bless you for saving me, please
help me."
"Let's get you something to put on, and then you can
tell me what happened, if you want, but here, have a
big drink of water."
Three days later, Abby rode on Old Sam's pack mule into
the small town on the edge of the desert, and as they
pulled up in front of the small store, she knew her
Savior had seen her through her worst nightmares, and
now to call her beloved Josh.
Her telephone call to Josh, in the end, did not end
Abby's nightmare. The maturity of Josh was not enough
to believe that Abby wasn't at fault. Josh explained to
Abby as she lay in the hospital bed, that he found her
body was soiled, and no longer pure enough for a man of
religious faith, and saying no more, turned and walked
from Abby's life.
The ordeal of the trial was brutal, and Abby had to
relieve the nightmare of her being held captive and
repeatedly raped, made news not only state wide, but on
the major television networks, and national newspapers.
Her only solace in the whole atmosphere of the trial,
was her new found friend and savior, Old Sam, who
hadn't yet found gold, but did find new found fame,
which he didn't want.
Abby's two rapist were serving life in prison, without
parole, and evidently decided to commit suicide, and
were found hanging in their cell, with no way for
authorities to determine how they hung themselves.
But the prisoners knew.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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