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Tyfiell Fournier looked down at the naked young woman laying on the dirty floor in front of him. She was crying, mostly out of shock it seemed. That's what usually was the case when he roughly fucked a girl. If her hands were free, he suspected that they would be in front of her.
And she was definitely the prettiest girl that he had ever fucked. Even if he had to share her with the others here.
"P-p-please...you've made y-y-your point. I w-w-won't t-t-tell anyone. I w-w-will do a-a-anything you want me to do. Y-y-you can let me go. Please," she stuttered. Tyfiel looked at Regis, Lawrence and Xavier with amusement at her words.
"Miss, fucking you was just a bonus," Tyfiell finally said after a moment of silence and a look of horror crossed the girl's face. "We had to strip you anyway, seemed like a waste not to really. Especially a girl as pretty as you." He paused and stroked her long brown hair back. Behind her, he could see Regis moving behind her, his cock fully erect and his eyes firmly on his target.
Suddenly, Regis pulled her up to her knees and thrust his erect manhood into her and she let out a cry of pain. Tyfiell followed this up by thrusting his own cock into her mouth.
"Hey, it's not fair that you get another ride," Lawrence complained and Regis smirked.
"You can have her when we've finished. It's not like she's going to be telling anyone," he said as he continued to thrust himself inside her. Tyfiell let out a gasp of pleasure as he unleashed his pleasure into her mouth. Regis cried out a moment later and the two men withdrew. Lawrence stepped forward, clearly excited, but Xavier simply looked bored.
"Can we just get on with it?" he asked plainitively and Regis smirked.
"Looks like little Xavier is getting bored," he taunted and Xavier rolled his eyes. Lawrence however, ignored them both to flip the girl onto her back and forced himself on her. As her cries of pain filled the room, the other three men looked at one another.
"I just want to get to the best part," Xavier said, an evil-looking grin on his face and the other two shivered. Lawrence was too busy however having his way with her. "The bit that we're actually being paid for."
Lawrence finished and withdrew from the girl. She was crying again and Xavier put a comforting arm around her. She flinched slightly, as if she expected him to force himself on her again.
"It's okay. I just want to show you around," he said, waving his hand at the white, sterile environment, lit up by bright, white lights. He walked her over to one of the white ovens. "This is where we do most of our cremations." He looked and smiled at her. "It can take up to three hours for a body to be cremated in one of these." Then he walked her over towards a metal and glass oven. "You've probably heard the myth about some idiot sleeping in one of the normal ovens and getting cremated by accident while he was still alive. A stupid myth really. We leave bodies for three hours at least before cremation and even if someone was somehow still alive when it happened, the temperature would rise to well over one thousand degrees celsius and kill someone almost instantly. But, for people who were worried, we had this slow burning furnace installed. This takes around an hour to finish heating up. Plenty of time for someone to wake up and get the attention of the attendant in an emergency" He gave her an evil grin. "It's where we're going to put you," he said, before slamming her against the oven and taking her right there as the others watched in disbelief.
"I couldn't resist. Just the idea of what we're being paid to do…" He let out a small gasp of pleasure. Fortunately for the girl, she had passed out. Pulling himself out, he delicately placed her on the tray leading into the oven and slid it into the oven.
Unfortunately for her, she regained consciousness a minute later, when she was already locked in the oven. She began to thump against the sides of the oven, screaming and begging.
"Let me out! Please! I'll do anything you want, I'll let you fuck me in every way possible! I'll pay anything!"
The four men ignored her.
"I'm going to turn the oven on. Want to stay?" Xavier asked and the other three men shook their heads.
"Please. This shit is why I became vegetarian," Lawrence said, shaking his head with a look of disgust.
"Nah, I can't stand the smell either," Regis said, also turning to leave.
Tyfiell said nothing and rolled his eyes. He just walked away without saying a word.
Xavier watched the other three men walk away, before turning to look at the terrified young woman staring out at him. She had been sick with terror and he gave her a smile and a thumbs up. One last mocking gesture before he started. Then he turned the oven on and the smell of cooking flesh filled the room and she began screaming in pain.
AN: Yes, I know that I focused more on the gang rape aspect and not the actual death. But as I have already covered that in my Lila redemption fic A Lila Turn I decided that it would be better to avoid repeating myself here. Also, no, I'm not condoning rape here. In fact, they were not paid to rape her. They just decided to do so.