Chris strains against the rope binding his legs and arms, he screams against the cloth shoved into his mouth, and tries to look through the sack that covers his head. Chris had been walking around the city as he waited for his friends to show up, when a white van rolled up to him. Three men jumped out and tackled Chris to the ground, forcing him into their van before he could even call for help, and tied him up. Now he has no idea where he is or what the men want from him, and he can only hope someone will find him soon.

After hours of driving and struggling, Chris feels the van come to a stop. The doors to the back slam open and someone steps in, and suddenly Chris feels himself being hoisted up by the ropes and thrown out of the vehicle. He collides with solid dirt and grass, and is left dizzy from the impact, so much so that he doesn't notice the sound of his kidnappers leaving the van or the dark shadow covering his sack, as they gather around him. They murmur something amongst themselves, but Chris can't understand most of what they're saying through the dizziness and sack cloth.

A hand roughly grabs Chris by the wrist and forces him to his knees, and the sack cloth is finally taken off his head. He shuts his eyes as daylight blinds him, but his eyes quickly adjust, and Chris gets a good look at where the men took him. He is kneeling in a small meadow clearing surrounded by a seemingly dense forest, three mounds of dirt are laid in a row beside him, with a deep pit next to them. Dread begins to fill Chris as he connects the pieces together. However, his fears quickly turn to confusion as he sees two men jumping out of the van, carrying a camera set-up that they begin making.

The process takes no more than a minute, with the camera pointing at Chris. The men hit record and walk over to him with sinister smiles on their faces. The man behind him pushes Chris onto his stomach and starts pulling Chris's shoes and pants off. Chris feebly thrashes around, trying to stop the man, but it's pointless as he almost effortlessly removes them, exposing Chris bare ass to the men and camera. Chris starts to whimper, as he feels the man wrap his hands around his waist and lift Chris off the ground.

The other two men gather around, one standing in front of Chris while the other moves behind the man holding him up. Chris feels the one man in the back grab his ankles and lift them up, so that Chris is now horizontal. The man in front of Chris grabs him by the hair with one hand, as the other pulls the cloth gag out of Chris's mouth. He eagerly takes in air, taking some relief in being free of the choking gag, but that relief is interrupted when Chris feels something hard poke into his butt and slide across his feet.

Chris goes to ask what is happening, but before he can get a letter out, the man in front of him shoves his cock into Chris's mouth. Chris' body instinctively tries to force it out, but the man just forces it deeper in. Disgust and revulsion fill Chris, and he is on the verge of puking, when mind numbing pain shoots through his body as something rams up his ass. Then Chris comes to the horrifying realization that what he feels are the other men's cocks.

The man in front of Chris humps his cock down Chris's throat, as the man behind Chris pushes his cock deeper and deeper into his ass, while the other caresses his cock with Chris's feet. The pain and overstimulation leave Chris in a state of shock. The men's fervor and brutality only grow with every second, crushing his body between them, battering him, and breaking bones, while Chris's body limply flops between them as bruises, blood, and cum cover him.

When they are finally done with him, Chris hardly realizes. The men throw him to the ground and the one who was face fucking him pulls out a large, serrated knife. The other two watch as he digs his knee into Chris' back, pulls his head up by the hair, and slowly begins sawing through the young boy's neck. Blood quickly pours out the wound, and Chris can feel it filling his lungs and mouth, though in his broken mind he somewhat confuses it for the cum of the men.

The man takes his time cutting through Chris' neck, relishing the sight of the boy being soaked in his own blood, though it is soured a little by how broken he already is. Chris body can barely manage small twitches to fight back, and his dull eyes betray just how shattered his mind is after being raped. The man isn't even a third way through the neck when Chris dies, the mixture of shock and blood loss killing him far faster than they anticipated, though the man only knows that Chris is dead since the blood slowly stops pouring.

The man glumly continues slicing through the neck, disappointed that the boy hadn't lasted longer and had been thoroughly broken before being killed, but he is a professional, so he shall give their audience what they want to see. He cuts through the neck in minutes and watches as Chris' corpse slumps to the ground, slowly bleeding into the soil.

The two men silently walk over to the camera and end the recording, before starting to pack the equipment. The man who killed Chris leans down and grabs him by the rope still binding his corpse, before dragging him to the pit and tossing him in. There, he will be buried and will never be found.




Character: Shantae
Source: Shantae Game Series
Setting: Risky Boots has grown tired of Shantae constantly foiling her plans, so she comes up with a trick. She will lure Shantae into a private meeting, then drug her. Once Shantae is defenseless, Risky Boots will capture her and take her sweet time playing out every dark fantasy she's ever had.
Wants: Mock Intimacy (Groping, kissing, sweet nothings, etc.), Rape, Necro, treated as a Sex Toy.