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It was a normal night for Maxxine and Marceline, dinner eaten, dishes sank nicely in the sink, and they both sitting on the couch trying to figure out what to watch.
"We could watch worst chef" Maxxine offered.
"NAH we always watch that I'm bored of it" Marceline sighed as stretched out her arms to grab the remote.
"OH you know what we haven't done in a while???" Maxxine jumped up, Marceline followed "what??" Mar asked.
Max started to grab clothes from the closet and nearby hamper clothes flying all over the room. Laying out a pretty short blue dress with lace black tights and her dark blue wedge heels.
"I saw this ad for this cute new bar. Let's go see how many free drinks we can get!! Here"
Maxxine pushed a pretty dark red dress with a high waisted slit into marceline arms, Max picked up Mar’s black heeled pumps for her to put on.
They both changed into their dresses and got all dolled up, "There! Your mole looks perfect baby!" They giggle as they leave the apartment, making sure to lock the door.
They push open the door to find the bar pretty crowded, perfectly what they wanted, just enough so they can spilt up and score on their own, meeting back up in the middle at the end of the night.
But this time was different.
"I want that one." Maxxine pointed at a short ginger male that seemed to be alone.
"HAHAHA yeah of course you want the ginger Max" Maxxine punched her in the arm, blushing out of embarrassment “Shut uppp”.
Maxxine stepped over to him.
"Hii, what are you drinking?"
"Hm? Just rum and coke. Would you like one?" His cheerful smile almost violently sharp.
"I would love one!" He ordered another round for both of them.
Maxxie turned around to look for Marceline in the crowd to make sure she was okay, and was also drinking.
Mar held up a quick little thumbs up from the table she was at.
When she turned back around, their drinks were there.
"So, do you think in exchange for a drink, I can know your name?"
"OH!" Maxxine blushed, "it's Maxxine, Max for short, I'm so sorry and you are?"
And with the same cheerful sharp smile "I'm Ren” he lifts his glass up slightly, his eyes fixated on the glass she was holding, “Cheers" they clink glasses.
A few drinks later, his hands were on her waist, moving lower until his hands were on her lacey tights, his claws slipping underneath. Her view started to get blurry, the room started to spin, she knew something was going on.
Maxxine tried to push away and make it back to Marceline.
"I'm really dizzy? I think I had too much" Maxxine slurred trying to stand and move away from the seat, but her body was growing numb. She stumbled over her pumps while trying to step.
"Nononono, here let me help" his hands back on her waist he put her arm around his shoulder, "You can crash at my place until you feel better" his eyes filling with excitement and hunger.
Max tried to push him away but her body was getting more and more limp.
He's pulling her away from the bar and out the door.
Max looked back at Mar for help, but Mar wasn't there. It was a fuzzy nothing.
Marceline had gone to the bathroom.
She panicked not being able to see Max anymore. She pushed people in her way to find Max, but she and the ginger were nowhere to be found.
Marceline had checked the building from top to bottom. No Max.
She checked outside, and the only thing she could find was the single blue heel she was wearing.
Marceline started to wail, holding the heel close to her body, the last thing she had of Maxxine.
Maxxine’s neck was sore and her head hurt, 'this hangover is going to be a bitch’ Max thought she went to roll over, but the bed was cramped? And smaller?
Where was Mar? Did she really let her sleep on the couch??
She woke up but wasn't in her living room at all.
She had woken up in a plain looking living room. The soreness didn't go away, but instead it stayed. She touched to find a huge metal collar around her neck.
She started to panic. She tried to get up and run away, but she fell and realized she was chained to the wall. "THE FUCK!?!"
She screamed. She tried to cover her mouth, but it was too late. The soft tap of claws approached her.
It was the ginger from the bar.. Ren! But with fox ears and tail.
"What's going on? Why am I chained to the wall? Why am I here!?!" All the questions came pouring out of her mouth faster than she could think.
Marceline had gone home alone with no sign of Maxxine. The only hope she had was that Max still had her phone on her, she knew she could track her location and find Maxxine.
"You came over last night, you got too wasted at the bar and decided it was safer to just come home with me!" He said it so chipper, his ears perking up with delight, as if she wasn't on the floor chained to a random strangers wall.
"OH, but don't worry nothing happened" The same sharp smile came back, "and you have perfect timing! Dinner is just now ready, I'll go get that for you.<3"
Max had gotten up, trying to think of any way out, any way the chain could break, anyway to get this stupid hunk of metal off her shoulders, anything.
But before she could think of anything, he came back.
Bowl in hand with shrimp fried rice.
"Thank you?" There was absolutely no need for manners, but in fear of it all he was treating this like she was a house guest.
He brought it so tantalizingly close to her before moving it away. He placed it on the coffee table beside them. He took a seat and she quickly followed. His sharp eyes pierced through her body. She hesitated for a moment, before taking the spoon in her hand, and taking a bite.
It was so good, and she was so hungry that she couldn't resist the food made by the man who drugged her. Taking mouthful after mouthful, yellow eyes fixated on every part of her, especially her lips.
He softly bit his lip in pleasure as she took her final bite, looking up just as he stopped, “Thank you it was really good” Maxxine trying to do anything to please the foxkin in front of her. A sick grin covered his face as he stood up and moved closer to her.
"You are so polite<3" the joy in his voice was almost unnerving, his tail wagging an uncomfortable amount. How was he so happy while she was chained in his house!?
"Okay Maxxine, I'm going to lay down the basic rules" she nodded her head.
Marceline had been working on the computer all day trying to figure out the last location Maxxine’s phone had given off any signal, and so far all it was giving was home the bar and 4 blocks down from the bar.
Marceline had checked the 4 blocks, and there it was a smashed phone with maxxine’s case on it. "FUCK" She screamed.
She had kicked the phone into the wall of the alleyway and sobbed. Where was max?
Was she okay? What was happening?
Would she ever know?
"So don't you think you can do anything, got it? I have the remote, remember that Maxxine" He spoke so sweetly about it.
She nodded.
He bent over to unchain her, she didn't move scared of what the pain of a human shock collar would be.
"Your so good Max, here lemme show you to your room" locking hands with her to pull her up the stairs, and into what seemed to be a guest bedroom very Gray and plain. "We can decorate it, don't worry it'll feel like home in no time" Tears formed, "home??" The only word she could get out.
Thinking about the home she did already have the life she left behind unwillingly.
Mar.
"I have some errands to run. I'll be back later, and don't think that collar doesn't work while I'm not here cause, it does." He kissed her on the cheek, his hands sliding slowly around her waist before pulling away as he left.
She fell straight to the floor. Sobbing as soon as he closed the door behind him.
There had to be a way out, a way to contact someone.
She checked the kitchen, the living room, even Ren's room, not a single device was left unlocked.
There was only one place left to check.
The basement.
Marceline had filed a missing person's report in hopes of finding any trace of Max.
Nothing but there was one thing she had to go off.
The ginger man from the bar.
The door opened.
Maxxine had just made it back to her room, "Oh maxxxxxxxinneeee" shuffling a lot of it there had to be another person.
"MAX" He barked up the stairs.
She jumped and came down stairs, legs shaking, to where Ren was, "I got you a surprise! Open the closet" She opened the door only to find a tied up blonde man, her heart sank.
A million thoughts rushed to her head a mile a minute, all while standing still.
"Tadaa it's for us. So we can bond<33"
The sweetness never leaving his voice almost made her puke.
The only lead marceline had was that stupid man she had let Max talk to, and that stupid bar they went to.
She knew she had to go back. If he was this confident taking someone from that bar, why wouldn't he go back and do it again.
She had put on one of her best black dresses. It had perfectly shown off everything, she had to show her highest heels, and prettiest stockings with garters, her hair perfectly fell in curls and framed her face, and her makeup was just gorgeous gold.
And headed to the bar.
She stood in the bar and it felt like all the eyes were on her. And yet the pair of eyes she wanted to find wasn't looking back at her.
Until
"Gotcha" She practically breathed it out.
That ginger freak was here and talking to a blonde guy.
She had stomped over to him, and turned him around in his chair. "Where the fuck is Maxxine, you fucking freak." Marceline was towering over him, hand gripping into his shoulder.
"I haven't a clue on who you're talking about" but before marceline could yell again, the blonde man stood up and grabbed the ginger and pushed marceline away and ran. She tried to keep up as best she could, but in heels you can only run so far.
But luckily for Mar he had dropped a card with a website on it.
A lead. That's all she needed.
Maxxine handed Ren the knife, "I can't do it" She was crying as she watched. Rens knifed entered the strangers skin.
The blood pouring out, the light leaving his eyes, she was shaking.
Marceline typed in the website, and was horrified to find it was a rape gore site, and it looked home made too. Only live footage that appeared was of a random basement, but the blood stains and tools were the only thing on screen. A dark pit in her stomach grew but she couldn't look away. Was that Max's fate? Is it going to be? Where could that possibly be and why Max?
Screaming. All she could do was scream. As she watched his guts spill out of his stomach "STOP. ENOUGH WITH THE FUCKING SCREAMING" he yelled at her. She couldn't anymore, curling into a ball on the floor, until he got closer and slammed the back of the knife into her head, knocking her out instantly. "Awe..I liked you too.."
Fear filled all of her senses, as she watched a masked ginger man pull a girl with purple hair down into the basement by her arms, lazily letting her legs bang down each step. He tied her up with her hands behind her back, to a pole centered in frame. Marceline knew too well it was Maxxine.
"SHIT, WHAT, STOP, NO" Marceline couldn't believe her eyes. She had to stop this. She needed to stop this, but her eyes were locked on her screen.
Maxxine still wasn't responsive by the time he got her all set up. Marceline watched in horror as he cut off her pretty dress, leaving her underwear that Marceline had put on her the night they went out.
"Nonononononono" HE was touching her more, touching Marceline's girlfriend, and more viewers came into the live. Watching his disrespect her body, touching places only Marceline touched.
How could someone do this to her
He cut off her underwear.
Marceline screamed at the screen for it to stop for no more, but he didn't stop.
The camera pointed down as he unbuckled his pants, and pulled his own boxers to the side.
He made sure to show the viewers him slapping against her rubbing all around her before he grabbed both her thighs and pulled the mask down and spat on her chest. He watched for a moment while it ran down her tits perfectly. He pulled his mask back up, covering the horrid smile. He grabbed his cock again and lined it up with her, before carelessly pushing into her.
Maxxine woke up in pain, throbbing pain. She looked down to see Ren smiling at her. "Look at this poor pretty girl" his hands dragged up her body slowly, making sure his claws marked up her skin leaving a faint blooming red. She felt his hands and claws pierce her skin as he grabbed her breasts. Every sensation was overstimulated.
The rhythm of his hips was growing faster, as he tugged her hair back to make Maxxine look up at him and the camera. He slammed into her deeply, Maxxine could feel the warm pool he left inside her. All she could do was sob. He didn't move or even attempt to leave her body
Marceline watched in horror as her girlfriend got violated and knotted on live with 20k other freaks watching. The moans picked up again as his hips started to pick up pace again. Marceline watched as a big hunting knife flashed on screen and sliced her skin easily the screaming picking up as red droplets foamed fast before dripping down into pools under her
Her body on full display her broken eyes and messed up makeup that marceline put on her it was all so awful but at the same time she couldn't help but be turned on by how her girlfriend looked she was so pretty and she could only wish it was her breaking her mind and making her cry
He pulled out slowly, and moved the camera to watch the cum pool out of her and the camera was put back to view Maxxine. Marceline couldn't help her hands from unbuttoning her own pants, and reaching for her own pleasure.
His mask went down again, and his other hand was forcing Maxxine’s mouth open with a sharp nail digging into her skin. A small amount of blood dripped down as he spit in her mouth. He tilted her back and shut her mouth, forcing her to swallow.
As soon as she opened her mouth to breathe, he pushed his tongue into her mouth, his hands running against her face. It was simultaneously the worst and best feeling for Maxxine. The comfort. She could feel the sharp teeth hiding in his mouth, licking along the edges on his teeth. Ren couldn't help but let out a soft noise at the sensations before pulling away. He wiped his mouth before pulling the mask up for the final time.
He slammed into her for the 3rd time, he kept on violating her over and over again, her breast's bounce he had grabbed her nipple and twisted. He slammed deeper a scream was all she could do as her thighs slammed to rens sides
"Awe look how cute she cums!!"He coo'ed ren moved the camera to closely watch as she twitched as he didn't stop his hips.
Overstimulated was the only thing maxxine could think, her legs stung from the cuts.
Fuck were they deep, she felt like she was splitting open with every thrust.
her moans and screams mixing together she couldn't tell what hurt more, then the biting started. Huge fangs torn into her skin. The new screams louder than anything she let out before. Tips were flying in comments about what to do next they wanted him to do to her.
'@9rinc3ss_g0r3.:Cut her m0re!!!'
'@M0fucker23.:Cut her pretty hands off'
'@m0mmy$_b@dt0y.: Fuck her mouth until she can't breathe :3'
'@s0ck_sn1ff3r: show us her feet'
'@B!00dy<0ck4566.:Cum in her eyes and make her blind now'
He pulled out of her suddenly, leaving her feeling this disappointing emptiness. She let out a soft whine before he reached into his pocket and pointed a gun at her forehead. He turned to the camera asking his viewers what she should do to prove she wants to live.
Marceline was getting close to her climate. Watching her girlfriend as Ren pulled her up by her hair and forced his fingers into her mouth to open it wide enough.
Ren forced himself in Max's mouth, he pulled her hair down until she couldn't breathe.
"I want to gag you. I want to see how much I can make you scream. Your body is so perfect, I want to cover it scratches the red your skin turns is so hot. I love licking the trails and getting the taste of blood and skin"
His voice, the same type of sickening sweet max couldn't help but feel her body giving into Ren more, in her mind she was at home. This was Marceline and this would all be over. This is all a dream, and it's going to be over.
he held the gun to her head with a soft click of the hammer being pulled back.
"You're going to be a good girl for me. Go on show all these people how badly you want to live." Maxxines eyes widened and she nodded. She gave all she could to make him happy, her body, her mind, her soul.
Not fighting back Max took him fully in her mouth, and tried to give the best show she could for the camera and Ren.
Marceline arched her back, she had came all over her fingers watching her girlfriend face the whole time was horrible bliss, she only wished it was her until
BANG.
The gun went off.
Marceline screamed again but In horror.
There she was. It was still max but there was no light behind her pretty eyes, and a bullet in her forehead as he came in her mouth. She fell to the ground, the chat went nuts asking what to do with her warm body.
Marceline couldn't look away, and watched as he fucked every hole. He was making new ones, using the knife to fuck her, fucking her wounds, cumming in her eyes, cutting her open to cum on her exposed guts, making her bleed from every surface while she still could bleed, and then the worst
"He's a fucking cannibal" Marceline turned where Max would be forgetting that Max will never sit there or speak to her again.
He was ripping her skin apart with his teeth, breaking her bones to get her lungs and heart.
Marceline closed her laptop.