Raped Over The Corpse of Her Best Friend
The Abduction
The small village of Grangewood wasn't the kind of place anything bad ever happened. At most, the biggest scandal would be something like an affair between a discontent husband and teacher's aide. Because of this, the village came to a relative standstill upon when little Lucy went missing. She was an adorable girl of 6 years old - Blonde, blue eyes, slim, bright, and bubbly. Naturally, her parents were totally inconsolable. The light of their life had disappeared, and no one knew where she'd gone. It had been about 2 weeks now since she'd disappeared, and many were starting to suspect the worst. Also devastated was her best friend, Amy. The two had been inseparable, and one might often think they were sisters! A day rarely went by without the two having a playdate together, close enough now to the point where they would store their own clothing at the other's house. While the town was still reeling from the disappearance of Lucy, it was finally decided that it was time for little Amy to return to school. She'd taken the two weeks off, a newly damaged little mind in the new discovery of what it meant to lose someone close to you. Of course, it was all made more difficult by the total uncertainty. No one knew where Lucy had actually gone. Who'd have thought that on the first day back she would encounter such a horrific fate...
It had been a fairly difficult day for Amy. Despite not feeling quite ready for school, her mother had insisted on getting her into her adorable school unifrom, brushing her shoulder length brown hair, and taking her to the schoolgates personally. Even at such a young age, Amy could identify that she was being treated in a drastically different way. Lucy was her best friend, and everybody knew it. The teachers and students alike treated her with a sympathy that made the poor girl feel sick. She couldn't wait for the school day to end. Eventually, the final bell rang and school kids piled out into the playground. Amy spotted her mother's car and quickly headed over, eager to get home and try to forget about her missing friend. With her face down, she opened the back door, slung her bag inside, and climbed in. It was only when she closed the door that she realised something was horribly wrong.
Click.
Amy's face drained of all colour as she looked into the front of the car. Two large men sat in the front of the vehicle. She could just about make out that they both had hair shaved close to their scalps, but any other features were obscured by terrifying masks. The passenger wore a plastic mask of a cartoonish rabbit's face. One ear flopped over, with the rabbit's mouth frozen in a rictus grin. Through two small eye holes she could make out beady black eyes. Meanwhile, the driver wore an equally unnerving cow mask, the expression blank and lifeless, but with uncomfortably bulging eyes. Her lip quivered, the poor girl unable to speak as she stared at the two men. By the time she had broken free from her shock and started to scream, they were already a good distance away from the school.
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The suburbs that she knew of the local area around her school soon became less and less familiar as the two men drove her away. She screamed, cried, and begged them to turn around and take her home to her parents, but the terrifyingly masked men remained mute to her protests. After half an hour of driving, her voice was becoming sore and hoarse from the constant wailing, and her protests eventually died down. This prompted the rabbit-masked man to look at her.
"All done?" Rabbit asked. It felt like he was smiling under his mask. Amy sniffled and stared at him despondently. "Good." His voice was clear and unnerving - Far too calm for the situation. The car continued on for another 5 minutes. Finally, Amy spoke.
"W-Where are we going?" Amy whimpered, her lower lip wobbling.
"Shut up." Growled cow suddenly in reply, barely turning to look at her as he drove. His voice was far deeper than rabbit. "Now now, be kind to the poor girl. She's lost her friend, don't you know?" Rabbit replied, clear sadistic amusement in his voice as he faced his colleague. He turned to face the terrified girl in the back seat. "Don't you worry about where we're going. We'll get there when we get there..." And with that, he turned back to face forward, leaving Amy to whimper in the back seat. The rest of the trip was spent in relative silence, interrupted by frequent sniffling from Amy.
A few more hours passed as the car began weaving down infrequently traveled country lanes. Amy didn't count a single other car in the final hour or so of their journey. However, they finally pulled up to an apparent destination. It was an old wooden barn, once red paint dry and peeling on the exterior. A broken down piece of rusted machinery sat by the door, difficult to identify through years of disuse. Dense grasses and other foliage surrounded the building from all sides. Crickets chirped in the warm evening air, a light breeze blowing through a window in the upper floor. Honestly, it would probably be quite scenic if not for the terrifying circumstances. Amy was roughly yanked out of the car. Still dressed in her school uniform, she was certainly a sorry sight as both men grabbed her by the arm and started to guide her towards the barn. She immediately began screaming again, but froze as rabbit glared down at her through his mask, terror striking down her spine. His hand tightened on her as the two dragged her forward, practically lifting her off the ground by her arms as they did so.
The doors were flung open as Amy was thrust forward, stumbling a little on the lightly hay-dusted floor.
The inside looked relatively bare. A small amount of sunlight streamed in, lighting the interior of the wooden structure. A few empty stables lined the walls, with an old rusted tractor dumped haphazardly in the corner. She turned, wide eyed to stare back at the men behind her as they stepped into the barn too, cow shutting the door behind her. Innocent as she was, she knew that this man meant her harm, and that there was no turning back. Rabbit gestured wordlessly for her to step forward, seeming to suggest for her to head towards the final stable. Her legs like jelly, she stepped slowly forward, eyes wide. Her heart pounded in her chest as she drew nearer, unable to see around the corner in to the stable. A strange sound became apparent as she came closer, mixed in with some somewhat heavy breathing.
As she slowly stepped closer to the final stable, she could feel that the two men were following her at a distance, guarenteeing that she would be unable to turn back. Forward was the only option for the poor girl. Finally, with shaking legs, she rounded the corner.
Finally, she came around the corner. What she saw left her mouth wide open in a silent, terrified scream.
A third large man sat on the floor against the wall. He was totally naked, save for a uniquely terrifying pig-face mask. His large cock pointing upwards in full rigid glory. The pig's snout seemed to have a cruel smirk. Most shocking was what he was doing with his cock...
Lucy lay on the floor beside him.
She was dressed in her school uniform, the same as Amy, however Lucy's was filthy. Her skin was uncomfortably pale and her body seemed to be a stiff, dead weight. Her movements were guided by the man who held on to the back of her head with his large hand. With that, he appeared to draw her lips up and down his hard shaft, mouth pushed open by his throbbing cock. Her eyes stared glassily off in to the distance, occasionally seeming to look at, and straight through, Amy.
Pig laughed at Amy's frozen terror, the girl unable to look away as her dead friend's mouth was used as a crude, cold fleshlight. Amy could feel her stomach tightening, twisting, and churning. A horribly nauseous feeling pushed up her throat rapidly as her legs trembled before the macabre sight. A hand flew to her mouth in futility as she dropped to her knees, vomit spewing from her lips and trickling through her fingers into the lightly hay-dusted floor beneath her. This elicited a laugh from all three men, and she soon felt the vibrations in the floor of heavy boots approaching her once more from behind. Her dear friend. The girl she'd shared everything with, and had known practically the entirety of her short life. This was where she'd been. This was what was happening to her?
Granted, she didn't exactly know what this was. At the age of 6, she barely knew what the thick, long, hard thing between the man's legs were, let alone what he was doing to poor Lucy with it! However, it was obvious to her that Lucy was gone, and she had suffered before her untimely end. Terror froze down her spine in an icy wave, knowing that she might just experience a similarly cruel fate.
Amy's legs scrambled for leverage as two strong hands slipped under her arms, hoisting her to her feet as Cow lifted her.