I wanted to see if I could out-guro the Master of guro fics on AO3: MostlyAMan. I'm not sure if I succeeded or not, but I think I can safely say that this fic is seriously, seriously messed up. (If anyone ignores the warnings, it's... not my fault. I'm sorry. D:) This is a creepy present for you, senpai! *blows a kiss* o.o Clearly, the title is props to your lovely fics. :) Though, I would have no problem with changing the title, if you so wished.
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"Good night, Meiko," Kaito smiled softly at his wife as he snuggled happily under the warm covers.
"Good night, Kaito. I love you," Meiko replied sleepily, on her side, as she closed her eyes. Her breathing evened out and Kaito joined her in sleep soon afterwards.
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A crash from downstairs woke the pair groggily from sleep.
"Uugh," Meiko complained tiredly, "Kaito, it must be the neighbor's cat again. Go shoo it back outside. How does it keep getting in through the windows; I'm sure I closed and locked them this time."
"No, it's your turn this time," Kaito replied and stuffed a pillow over his face to try to go back to sleep. He continued to speak, voice muffled, "I'm going back to sleep."
Meiko smacked Kaito with her own pillow, crankily getting up and throwing on her bathrobe as she headed downstairs. She frowned, her mind tired and confused as she saw a light on downstairs. Had she forgotten to turn it off before going to bed?
Meiko's eyes widened as she walked forward and froze, noticing that there was a person standing in her living room. She tried to back up and turn around, but a hand reached out and grabbed her arm, stopping her.
"Kaito!" Meiko shrieked as she was pulled forward bodily by an intruder. "No! Kaito! Help me!"
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Kaito's brain had started to fall back into the lull of sleep when a piercing shriek rang throughout his house, and his eyes widened, awake instantly, adreneline pumping. Kaito didn't bother to put clothes on, running out only in his boxers and scarf, and stopping short at the bottom of the stairs as he saw the forms of several intruders.
Kaito's panicked brain didn't know what to do- save Meiko? Or run away, and call for help? He didn't think he could take on a bunch of criminals by himself; he turned to try to run back up the stairs.
"Hold it right there, buddy, unless you want us to leave a corpse for you when you come back," A laughing male voice demanded of Kaito. The bluenette froze, turning around, his eyes as wide as saucers.
"What do you want? Let us go, you can take anything you want from the house," Kaito replied, terrified for Meiko, who he could see struggling, a look of fear on her face as one of the strangers held her from behind and slammed her face violently against the coffee table.
"Oh, we didn't come here to steal from you," The stranger replied easily and smiled, twirling a knife between his fingers and tilting his head. "We're here to teach you a lesson, courtesy of the boss. You see, he doesn't like it when people steal from him. Makes him look like an idiot, you know?"
"Boss? Boss of what? What are you talking about?" Kaito asked, his frightened blue eyes fixated on the glint of the knife.
"Don't play dumb. You're Kaito, right? The boss said to come find you and teach you a lesson, and so here we are. This is your wife? Huh? I'm thinking..." The man paused and flashed his smile again, "I'm thinking, maybe we torture and rape her to death in front of you. That'd be a pretty good, memorable lesson, don't you think? I'll bet you love her a lot."
"Leave her alone!" Kaito screamed, his heart pounding so hard he thought he might fall over from lightheadedness. "You've got the wrong people; there's been some kind of terrible mistake. I don't know anything about your boss, or stealing anything. I'm just a vocalist! You don't want to do this, please! Let us go!"
"Hahahaha, like that'll work. You'd have to come up with something a lot more convincing than that. Guys?" The ringleader gently pulled Kaito's scarf from his neck, and the slithering feeling of the fabric on Kaito's skin whispered maliciously, causing the bluenette to shiver badly in fear. The leader smiled his dark little smile again and tossed the blue scarf to one of his cohorts. "Tie her up."
Meiko hollered and struggled as two of the men forced her still enough to tie her arms with the scarf, yanking her robe off and using it to bind her legs. "No!" Meiko shrieked again, struggling nude. Her soft breasts bounced a little bit with her efforts.
"Ah, ah, ah," The ringleader scolded and he held his knife to Kaito's neck as the bluenette's eyes bulged and he tried to lunge forwards to help Meiko. The cold feel of the hard, sharp metal against Kaito's soft neck stopped him dead in his tracks, and he rolled panicked eyes at the leader.
"This bitch has got some pretty epic titties, boss," one of the punks, a blonde, smirked at Meiko and trailed his fingertips down the front line of her chest, groping her breast briefly. His hand went lower, down to Meiko's stomach, and then lower, touching against her soft, warm sex.
Meiko tossed her head, horrified, squirming away helplessly as she was held in place and molested right in front of Kaito. Her tears of rage and shame burned into Kaito's blue eyes, and his helpless, horrified expression did nothing to save them.
"Please, please stop!" Kaito begged. "I'll do anything you want, this is all a mistake! You've got the wrong Kaito!"
"Let's make sure it's memorable, boys," The leader grinned, still barring Kaito from moving forwards. "Make him watch it all. If he doesn't behave, gut her open and let him watch her die the hard way."
"No! Kaito!" Meiko yelled again, terrified. Kaito watched helplessly as one of the men slammed his wife's head back down against the coffee table by her short brown hair, the other one positioning himself behind Meiko's exposed bottom and pushing deely inside her pussy in violent thrusts.
Meiko opened her mouth and screamed in pain.
"Meiko!" Kaito hollered and tried to rush forwards again. The leader clocked him in the face with such force that Kaito tumbled to the floor, blood streaming from his bruised face. Kaito's blue eyes were wide with shock and horror as the previously smiling face darkened into a terrifying frown.
"Not smart, Kaito, now your wife is going to pay for your stupidity," The leader said in a low tone. "Cut something off," he commanded with absolute authority.
Kaito's wide eyes went enormous, and he cried out, "No!" in a shrill, unbecoming voice.
Laughter from the guys taunted Meiko and Kaito's terror-stricken faces as the blonde punk moved his hand to caress Meiko's breast, pinching the nipple and pulling it outwards away from her body. Meiko screamed and tried to buck away as her rape from behind continued violently.
"How about this, boss?" The blonde smiled with his straight white teeth. The ringleader nodded, satisfied, and the blonde opened his own razor-sharp knife with an easy flick of the wrist, slicing downwards in jagged motions as he continued to pull Meiko's nipple away from her chest.
Meiko screamed. Blood flooded down from her mutilated breast as the nipple was forcefully cut away. The blonde man held the lump of dead flesh in his hand and grinned at the ringleader, looking for approval as he dangled the nipple where Kaito could see it.
The bluenette threw up his dinner on the ground in front of him.
"How wasteful. Don't you know there are children in Africa starving right now? I should make you eat it back up off the floor," The ringleader smiled, his good humor restored. "Though... I have a better idea, ha ha..."
Holding out his hand, the ringleader gestured for Meiko's nipple to be handed over to him. The blonde punk obeyed instantly, handing over the gory chunk of flesh. The ringleader smirked and put his eyes on level with Kaito's, lifting the bluenette's panting face to look directly into his hard eyes.
"Eat it up, Kaito. Shred it well with your teeth and swallow it down. If you don't, I'll have my boys hack the other one off, too... and maybe worse," The ringleader's soft, evil voice was a nightmare come to life.
"N-no," Kaito whispered, a little vomit still sticking to his lower lip, his eyes completely horrified. He shut his eyes against the scene of violence and torment as Meiko screamed again. The punk raping her had grown tired of her pussy and started to slam into her asshole, ripping her tight muscle violently as he pushed inside the extreme tightness of her back entrance.
"No?" The ringleader dangled Meiko's familiar, beautiful nipple in front of Kaito's face, slapping the bluenette forcefully to make him open his eyes. Kaito's traumatized, terrified look returned to the leader's face, then focused on Meiko's nipple and the bluenette moaned, feeling utterly sick.
"Okay, cut the other one off," The ringleader said gleefully.
"No!" Kaito shouted, sobbing. "Please! I'll do it, I'll... Meiko, Meiko!"
"Shred it between your teeth well," The leader said in a singsong voice, and touched the bit of flesh against Kaito's trembling lips. Kaito's horrified look and the tears on his face were lovely. He tried to open his mouth, tried to, but it wouldn't obey him, his jaw clamped shut and his throat closed up against him.
"Hmm, you say one thing but do another; I guess you need a little more motivation," The ringleader said quietly, smiling, then returned his focus to his boys currently surrounding Meiko. "Do it."
Another scream, high-pitched, and a new flood of blood down Meiko's front met Kaito's sickened eyes.
"Eat it up, Kaito. Eat it, like I say, or I'll keep cutting pieces off little by little until she dies," The ringleader informed Kaito. "It's your fault if you choose to disobey. It's your fault what gets chopped off next... and it's your fault if she dies from bloodloss, haha..."
"I can't, I can't, I can't," Kaito whined in a high-pitched, horrified keen. "Please stop, please stop! Don't hurt her anymore, please, please! She didn't do anything wrong!"
"If you want to save her, you should do what I tell you. Maybe she won't have to die if you obey well enough," The soft, malicious voice said. Kaito put his fingers in his mouth, forcing his jaw open as tears splashed down his cheeks. "Good boy, good boy, you get a cookie," the ringleader laughed and placed Meiko's nipple inside Kaito's mouth, against his tongue.
The flavor of metallic blood was traumatizing, and Kaito's body shook as he forced himself to chew the bloody skin. He felt like he was going to throw up again, and couldn't make his throat swallow. He started to hyperventilate.
"Tell me, Kaito, are you and your wife trying to get pregnant? Kids are great, aren't they? Maybe my boys and I will help you out," The ringleader continued conversationally. "Lots of cum is better than a little cum in getting a girl pregnant, you know? Would that be a good reminder of why not to fuck with our boss? Every time you see your little brat, wondering which one of us fathered him..? Heh. Swallow. Now."
The sudden demand left Kaito even more terrified as his body refused to cooperate. Kaito held his throat, tears soaking his cheeks, trying to force his body to obey him, but all he felt was the rising bile that couldn't be held back, and all of a sudden he found himself throwing up once again, bits of Meiko's shredded flesh and bile, all over the ringleader's black shoes.
The ringleader scowled in displeasure, kicking his shoe a little to remove some of the bile, and glaring at Kaito. "That was a stupid move."