My name is Marcus and I am 13 years old. I am lying on the chopping block, my arms and legs bound tightly with ropes. I am completely naked and my heart is racing with fear. The hot sun beats down on my skin, adding to the intense feeling of vulnerability.

I am one of the unfortunate boys selected at random for a service offered by the local school. This service is not like any other - it is a nightmare. I can see the other boys lying on the other four chopping blocks, their bodies trembling in fear.

Suddenly, I hear the sound of footsteps approaching. My heart sinks as I know what is about to happen. A man appears in front of me, his eyes filled with lust and hunger. Without a word, he begins to undress and I can feel my body shaking with terror.

He forcefully enters me and I cry out in pain. The other boys are screaming as well, but their cries are quickly muffled by the crowd of onlookers. The man continues to thrust into me, his rough hands gripping my hips tightly. I feel violated and degraded, but there is nothing I can do.

After what feels like an eternity, the man finally finishes and pulls out. I am left feeling dirty and used. Before I can even process what just happened, I feel a sharp pain in my neck. I realize that the man has beheaded me with a large axe.

As my vision blurs and my body starts to go numb, I can hear the cheers and laughter of the crowd. They think this is all just a game, that the boys are just objects to be used and discarded.

I die with tears streaming down my face, my virgin penis still erect. I am just another nameless boy who has fallen victim to this horrific service. And as my body gets taxidermied and turned into a sex toy for the man who bought me, I can only hope that one day, this will all end and the boys will no longer have to suffer in this way. But for now, it seems like this is the norm in our community and it will continue to happen every single day.