Welp, Sans has been taken... and Papyrus is probably not going to save him... who knows, that guy is totally random and still DRUNK kind of! T-T

Note: I UPDATED THIS CHAPTER! There was a part I forgot to add, it's small, but I added it.
Now there's some magic Sans is using! :} Love you peeps!

WARNING:
Immense abuse... Sorry SansTheDork... couldn't resist...
Non-con touching.
Sexual abuse

"Oof!" Sans was thrown to the floor.

"W-what the hell!? WHAT IS THIS PLACE!?" He looked around the empty wooden shack he'd been thrown into.

"This is your new home sweetheart!" The man walked up behind him. He pinned him to the ground.

"N-NO! LET GO!" Sans struggled only to be punched in his sore ribs.

"Your a feisty one eh?" The man turned to the two shadows that loomed in the doorway.
"Any sign of him?" He asked.

"No, we don't see him!" One said.

"Well, keep an eye out for him while I have my fun, then you two can do whatever you want to decide who gets him next."

"Yes SIR!" The other smiled and trembled with a gleam in his eyes. He was crazy!

The man turned back to Sans, "Now that there's no more irruptions, let's get started shall we!" The man grinned evilly making Sans shutter. He had no idea of this guy intentions. Was he going to kill him...?

He took Sans wrists forcefully breaking them.

"AHHHH!" Sans shrieked out in pain.
"Now, Now, we can't have that happening now can we!?" The man slapped him.

"Shut the fuck up! What!? Did you think torture felt good?"
Sans kept quiet... whimpering softly trying to hold back tears.

"There, that's a good little bitch! Now hold still... I wonder how far I can put your hands above your head? Hmmm..." The man held his now broken wrists in one hand and placed them above Sans head forcefully pushing to see how far they'd go. Sans arched his back in pain.

"AGGH- STOP! THAT HUR-" He was slapped again.
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" He continued pushing.

Sans could hear the sound of his joints popping like they'd break apart any second. The pain was unbearable. Sans couldn't help it. Tears slid down his cheeks. He couldn't hold back anymore. He cried and screamed, it hurt so much. He couldn't take it.

"*Hic* ST-STOP! YOUR GONNA BREAK- AHHH! *Sob* PL-PLEASE! STO-..OP!"
"I told you to SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP! How many times must I repeat myself!?"

Sans tried to thrash around only to have his legs crushed under the guys knees. Sans continued crying as he felt his joints being pulled apart. He tried squirming only making the pain worse.

He felt the man suddenly stop pushing but it still hurt like hell. The man tied his almost apart arms to a nail in the floor. The man laughed manically, admiring his work.

"AGH! Ple-PLeas! Loosen it a-a little! HH-HHHH-HHHH *sob* *hic* Please!" It hurt so bad.

"HAHAHA! You're so pathetic! Can't even take a little pain? Well you are really not gonna like what happens next!" The man laughed. Sans began hyperventilating again.

The man's knees still on Sans's legs cracking them more and earning a yelp of surprise. He raised up Sans shirt, a sob escaping his mouth, and began to rub his sore ribs. They had been so sore because Papyrus seemed to love kicking him there. Sans didn't bother healing them so they hurt.

The man continued rubbing causing a weird feeling to spike up Sans spine. It hurt but it... felt strange? The man rubbed harder making the weird feeling almost vanish and caused more pain. Sans gritted his sharp teeth and shut his eye sockets tears still rolling down his cheeks. He didn't like what this guy was doing. Sans was usually ticklish when his ribs where touched but this just hurt.

Sans hiccuped and was silent as the man continued touching him. He didn't understand... He thought this would be so much more worse. It didn't hurt no where near as much as his arms did.

The man then grabbed San's bottom left rib making him jump, "Moan for me. Hehehe!"
"*Sniff* Wh-Wha- AHHHHH! " Sans screamed as the man had forcefully twisted his rib completely backwards.

"HHHHH-HHHH-HHH! AHHCK! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HUURTSS!" Sans couldn't breathe the pain was so immense.

"Of course it does! Didn't I say it would?" The man continued, grabbing another rib.
Sans looked at him with pleading eye sockets. "PL-PLEASE! N-NO *Loud sob* HHHH-HHH! NO MORE!"

"That's it! Keep begging! I might loosen up on ya! COME ON! BEG!" He twisted the other rib only this time it broke off.

"AHHH! ARG! I-IT... HURTS! N-No MORE! No MoRe PaIN! NO MoRE P-AIN! * Sob* P-PLEASE! AHH...AHHGGG!" Sans voice-cracked screams could be heard at his station, he was sure but still... nobody came...

"Oh I'm so sorry! Did that hurt? I didn't mean to break that one off! Oh well! I guess you don't need this one either..." The man grabbed the rib he had previously twisted.

Sans shook his head, no, chocking out a sob, " Please! *hic* I'll-I'll do... whatever... you want! just... just please stop! I ca-can't take it! Please! No mor...e!" Sans shook and begged. He felt pathetic , Papyrus wouldn't beg. He'd endure this and try to get out by fighting. No! he wouldn't have even gotten in a situation like this.

"Hmmmm... anything huh? Well maybe I want to break off all of your ribs! YES! LET'S DO THAT!" The man evilly grinned and laughed making Sans squirm in panic.

SNAP!

The man then proceeded breaking off his ribs one by one, slowly and painfully twisting them in the process. The screaming was deafening. Sans almost passed out, the pain was so bad... His body went numb for a few minutes; his soul flickering. His vision going blurry as he tried to take deep breaths... The man had stopped to enjoy his screams and wait for him to calm down only to cause more.

"Mmmmm! YOUR SCREAMS ARE SO GOOD! I can't WAIT for my turn!" The crazy one in the doorway laughed.

The man noticed Sans fading in and out of consciousness. Sans hiccuping and coughing foam and bone marrow out of his mouth. Eye socket lids twitching half way open. 'Such a pitiful sight.' the man thought smiling.

"Oh my! I think someones getting sleepy! Let's fix that!" The man didn't go for a rib this time. Not that there was much to go for anymore. He grabbed Sans's soul. Sans immediately jumped back to reality and began hyperventilating. It was so small and beating lightly. It began twitching the moment it left Sans body.

"hh-HHH-h-" He couldn't speak.
"Wow! That had great effect, and what a pretty little soul! So red, small, and still so so innocent." The man squeezed it gently making Sans paralyzed and loose his breath.

"Wait... There's purple? What the hell!? Who's magic are you using!?"

No response. Just chocked and paralyzed sobs.

Knowing he won't get a response, he continued, "Forget about it... Let's see what we can do here... without killing you!" The man raised a clawed finger.

"Sir! DON'T! You WILL kill him!" One shadow shouted from the door.
"Shut your mouth and keep watch! I'll do as I please!"

The shadow sighed and went back to keep watch.

"Now where were we... OH YES!" The man took his sharp claw and stabbed the small, red, twitching soul. Red and Purple Magic gushed out all other his hand.

"Hmmm... Ugh! What a mess!" He looked down at the small skeleton and smiled evilly.

Sans was coughing and throwing up red magic, foam, puke, and bone marrow altogether... His sockets wide with fear, one red eye in pinpricks, huge red tears coming down like a waterfall onto the floor. His body was twitching and tremors rock his body. He hiccuped, sobbed, and twitched through the intense feeling his body was experiencing.

"That sure does look painful! Tell me, how does it feel!?" He didn't get a response.

"HAHAHA! Well I think I've tortured you enough... it seems you'll be dead in the next 30 minutes or so... I would've just raped you but I just couldn't resist doing this!" He threw Sans soul on the ground, twitching fiercely as magic still drizzled from it... Bending down near Sans's head.

"But... I can't resist a good fuck either!" He said slowly into Sans ear hole getting a chocked sob in response. The man put his hand down Sans shorts making Sans jump once again for like the 7th time. The man had grabbed a sensitive part of Sans's pelvic region. Sans panicked feeling that weird sensation again. This time it was stronger. He arched his back whimpering out an unintentional groan... Fresh tears formed and silently ran down his cheeks.

He's never felt this feeling before. He couldn't describe it but he didn't like it. It felt... wrong!

"Hmm... You like that don't you!" The man chuckled harshly as Sans began to cry again.
"Oh come on sweetheart, I'm going easy on you! There's not even anything down there! So quit whining!" The man continued rubbing circles in the sensitive area.
"*Hic* St- *gasp* S-toh...p..." He was so exhausted, he let out another scratchy groan still sobbing.
"That's a good little slut! Not much moaning but that's fine..." The man was so close to his face.

Sans was scared. What was he doing to him? He wanted it to stop. He wanted Papyrus to come and save him. He knew he couldn't get out of this without him.

Sans decided to give it a shot. It worked last time. He took all the strength he had left.

"Papyrus! *Sob* PA-PAPYRUS! PAPYRUS! *Hic* PAPYR-" He felt the man squeezed hard on his sensitive spot. A painful shock ran up his spine... "N-NO! LET ME GO!" The man brought his fist up.

"PAPYRUS!" He wasn't giving up.

The man hit him in the face bruising him and cracking his lip. Sans took a deep breathe.

"PAPYRUS!" He couldn't give up.

The man hit him again with much more force. Cracking his eye socket.

"*Sob* Pa-Papyrus!" He was loosing his voice. He didn't want to give up.

The man hit him in the ribs... Sans gave it one last shot.

"*loud sob* B-BROTHER!" The man hit him again.

Everything went black.

Author's note

I am so sad right now... I HATE RAPE guys... Papyrus where the fuck are you bro!

Also I think my heart cracked a bit while writing this :') I guess that means I did good!

Well I really hope you all hated this chapter! Cause if you enjoyed it... Congrats, your a sicko! o_o and you creep me out! Anyways...

I must go now! To right chapter 10!