EPILOGUE: Miranda and Nicole enslaved

You fall to your side on the couch, falling into the slightly soiled cushions that you'd fucked Nicole on not long ago. The last thing you see before passing out was Miranda clambering up onto Tom's lap, straddling his nearly rock-hard cock with her soaked thighs as Matt entered your view before jerking his cock off and cumming on Nicole's soiled blonde hair, as the newborn cumslut arched her back in pleasure.

As you slowly come to, you notice the room is much brighter - its now morning, golden dawn light filtered through the windows and illuminated the room. Fear, arousal and depression immediately seize you as you recall the events of last night.

You raise your head and rub your eyes looking around. It seems like the afterparty had gone on even after you'd passed out, with the hat on its side in the center of the room, the names on paper strewn over the floor. A large pink plastic tub was open to the side of the armchair Tom had been occupying, which was half full with all sorts of sex toys and BDSM implements, the other half being either around the armchair, around the other couch that Sarah and Matt had been fucking on, or on the coffee table in the middle - no doubt Sarah had brought out her stash.

Nobody else was present in the room, but you noticed everyone's clothes were still left where they fell during the game.

You move on autopilot, your body wanting to find the others, but mind wanting you to run from the house and never return. As you slowly move up the stairs, you hear a faint feminine moan, causing you to hesitate for a moment before continuing.

As you reach the second floor, the moans get louder as you get closer, before you're standing behind a bedroom door. You turn the handle and open it before gazing on your every fear.

Tom was laid back on the large master bed, his hands casually behind his head, looking extremely relaxed as he was attended to by two girls that you barely recognised as Miranda and Nicole. Both girls had clearly been outfitted by Sarah, they both wore thick black leather collars in laid with white gold metal text - Miranda's read "FUCKTOY", and Nicole's "CUMSLUT". Both girls had clearly showered, their hair sweaty but cleaner than last night, but both had dyed their hair in the process. Miranda was now platinum blonde, and Nicole's hair was a deep neon blue. The only other clothing they wore were a pair of matching thigh-high fishnet stockings, Nicole's the same colour as her hair and Miranda's a bright bubble-gum pink.

You noticed that Nicole's small mound of pubic hair was completely shaved smooth, as you ran your eyes up your 'girlfriends' body. She was impaled on Tom's cock reverse cowgirl, facing directly towards you as you opened the door, her fishnet-clad knees planted straddling his thighs as she rocked her pussy over his cock, fucking him at a steady pace. Miranda's sexy body was laid on her side with one leg cocked, her front pressed against Tom's side as he cupped her ass while she affectionately made out with him. Fresh white cum leaked from Miranda's pussy onto one of her thick thighs.

Nicole smiled at you as you came face-to-face with her as the door swung open.

"Oh... Hhhh--hey! John.. mmhh.. do.. do I.. ooHHH! Ohhh.. " Nicole moaned as she rode Tom, giving up on talking to you and throwing her sweaty blue hair back, focusing solely on working the massive cock.

Miranda broke her kiss with Tom to look down at you standing in the door frame. She gave you the evil lusty smile you now hated and feared, before she droped a hand to her nethers to scoop a fingerful of cum from her pussy and stick it on her mouth, sucking on the finger for your benefit.

"John's here Master, should we let him watch?" Miranda purred, not looking away from you for a second.

"No. Faster, cumslut, I'm getting close" Tom barked, causing Nicole to moan loudly.

"Yeeess--yyes MASTER!" Nicole half screamed as she began to fuck him faster as she was ordered.

Miranda swung her legs off the bed and stood up, walking past the bed, her collar, hair and swaying hips a living torment as she closed the distance between you.

"Master said no spectators" She giggled at you, pushing your chest gently, forcing you back into the hallway and closing the door in your face, your last glimpse of the room being Nicole rolling her eyes back in her head as her newly dyed blue hair bounces with her fast riding of her Master's cock.

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The week following the afterparty was a whirlwind of emotions, the betrayal of your childhood friend and the new relationship she and your crush shared for someone you hated cut you deep. You tried to hang out with Matt, but you decided you couldn't - what was one of the worst nights of your life was one of his best ones, having now developed a friends-with-benefits arrangement with Sarah, his crush.

Your chat thread with Nicole came back to life after a few days, but below the previous jokes, chatting and mutual link sharing from before the afterparty, she now only sent videos. Each one was clearly recorded by Miranda and featured Nicole being brutally fucked in different ways by Tom, the blue-haired cum addict moaning and begging for more every time.

The day after, you started getting videos of Miranda in similar positions, and then videos of them both being shared between Tom and his football friends.

Both girls had stopped going to their usual social events and sports you'd see them at, the videos being the only signs of life you received.

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After over a month of ****, the videos suddenly stopped one day, which you were both thankful for, but also a little concerned by - and then after a week, Nicole sent you a single message - a link to an OnlyFans.

Clicking on it, you're confronted with an image of Miranda and Nicole on their knees, wearing their now ubiquitous collars and sticking their tongues out for the camera, a rope of cum along their faces. Both girls are now heavily pierced and tattooed, looking every part the obscene sex-slaves they are.

You look to the page description, your spirit completely broken - "Two owned **** sluts who, thanks to you all, get to do nothing but fuck, cum and serve our Master's cock! Subscribe for boy/girl, threesome, orgy, cum fetish, ****, BDSM and body modification content!" A teaser video begins auto-playing showing Miranda squatting over a massive dildo, her platinum blonde hair draped over her shoulders, highlighting her collar, slutty makeup, the tattoos covering her limbs and abdomen, and her shiny steel clit and nipple rings as she lowered her soaked pussy onto the head.

You locked your phone and sat back, wondering how one night could have ended like this.

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A/N -

This chapter brings an end to my outstanding threads in this story - sorry it took so long.

As of right now, I don't plan on opening any new threads - while I would really like to, given this is probably the best story on the site - life has gotten in the way the past few years, and I don't see that changing anytime soon.