Makoto gets cornered in an alleyway

Makoto Inoue: Transgender Tomboy
Rauma: Playing a group of would-be rapists
Warnings: Violence, Ryona, Homophobia, Transphobia, Dirty Alleyway, Castration, Abuse, Snuff, Strangulation, exsanguination; seriously, don't read this if you're a pussy.

[17:47] Rauma: They had stalked her. Followed her. The gang of three men simply didn't let their sights go from this one, petite girl that seemed to have such a fire in her. They yearned to extinguish it. To stomp it out. Once the moment came when she had secluded herself within the alleyway they camped out on not far away from the actual school itself, they exposed themselves out into the open. Their hungry stares violated her body already, as if they could gaze right past the cloak of the school girl outfit, and could perversely stare upon those slender curves. Those little tits. "Heeey there, girl. Where do you think you're going, hm?" One asked with a playful tone in his deep, husky voice that could barely match with the actual grotesque physique of his obese body. The balding repulsive sort of a man had such a filthy look to himself. He wasn't handsome, and neither was his fellow accomplices as they leisurely strode towards the school girl. "School's already out?" Another taunted. "How old do you think this girl is, man? She's cute."
[17:54] Makoto Inoue stops in her tracks at the site of the men blocking off her short cut. Instead of causing a scene, she just quickly turns around and hurries off, only to bump into the man who followed her down the alley. She smacks into him so hard that it knocks her on her ass, sending her skirt up for a tantalizing flash of shimapan. The girl grumbles something under her breath, rubbing her face and looking up at the big men and scowling. "You dumbasses get your kicks picking on middle schoolers?" she asks, scooting back on the asphalt. She tries not to let it show, but there's a sense of a sudden drop when her shoulders hit the bricks behind her, and she starts to climb to her feet, looking left and right at the three thugs. "Why don't you go perv on some cheap hookers instead?"
[18:01] Rauma: "Oh! What a cunt mouth on this one!" A savage slap surged forth with fully torqued hip, and pivoting ground feet from one of the men who was simply too eager to wait a second longer. It pounds against the little girl's face so roughly that the ensuring sound was more of a dull thud than the loud smack one's ears were more familiar with. The others hastily followed after the brutal assault with their own onslaught of overwhelming smacks, and light punches as they laughed right in her face whilst doing so. "Fucking kids thinking they can say whatever they want, and get away with it..." It didn't stop. They held back their adult strength, and wanted for her to feebly attempt to defend herself before putting her down once more. "Come on, do something. Do it. Stop us." Their annoyingly mature voices hissed.
[18:09] Makoto Inoue quickly goes down to the ground. The attack came so suddenly that she didn't even expect it, and while she tries to fight back, three adults is more than a match for a slight little teen. Her vision is jostled from the hit and she barely even connects with her punches, barely managing to clip at chins and shoulders with hasty, unaimed punches. Every strike leaves her open for more slaps and gut punches. A trained kid is no match for people who all weigh at least twice what she does, and soon she stops fighting back, instead dropping to the ground and curling up into a ball. Makoto doesn't cry. She grits her teeth and closes her eyes and takes it, putting her hands over the back of her head and pulling her knees up and elbows down to protect her body. "F-fucking assholes!" she cries out, though her voice is shaking and doesn't have any power behind it, and muffled from inside her fetal defensive position. "Yo-you fucking shitheads!"
[18:17] Rauma: A foot gently rested upon Makoto's head, before it slowly began to pivot away painfull . The sole of the man's thick shoe grinded the school girl's head right up against the wall behind her until it was unbearable to withstand. "I'm tired of her shit already, man. Let's just do it..." One murmured casually before giving the vulnerable girl a teasing soccer kick right against her very arms, and legs to emphasize the fight lost within her, but soon, another one strongly followed. Heartless stomps, and ruthless kicks with the shin and foot collided heavily against her sheltered form as the men consumed the world all around her in chaotic, frantic sensations of pure pain, and agony. Obnoxiously loud laughs that could easily alert any one nearby to her presence sounded out as they tried however they could to bruise that tender flesh.
[18:23] Makoto Inoue tightens up smaller, trying to hide from them and keep herself safe. It gets harder and harder to keep herself together, and keep balled up, but the alternative is worse. Her arms and legs and sides are all covered in bruises and cuts, and dirty scuff marks. Where she lays on the ground is cut up from the asphalt. Finally she breaks down and starts tearing up. "S-stop!" she begs, her voice cracking, "Please, stop! I'm s-sorry!" she pleads, hoping they can hear her. There isn't anything she can do if they can't, besides stay curled up in a little ball, moving so that her back is towards them. Ducking and covering against the onslaught. "I-I'll do anything, stop!"
[18:30] Rauma: They had already begun their next move as they crouched down, and enveloped around her lustfully to molest every supple inch of her nubile young frame after spreading her out with force. One man ruthlessly squeezed her flat, delicious chest. The very tips of his fingers dug deeply away into those breasts from behind as the others aggressively pinned down her legs, and condescendingly disciplined her for being so disobedient in the first place. "This is what you get for being a fucking little bitch, you dumb slut. Should've been nice to us if you didn't want this to happen!" They coldheartedly taunted away as the short skirt soon unraveled down those smooth thighs. "H-hey. The hell is this!? Look at this! LOOK! THIS BITCH ISN'T EVEN A FUCKING- HE'S A FAGGOT! THE FUCK!"
[18:37] Makoto Inoue doesn't even fight as they move her around, hanging limply, the fire knocked out of her. She keeps crying, letting out little sobs and yelps as people touch her. She hates the way it makes her feel, and she has to bite her tongue to keep from moaning as they squeeze at her sensitive growing breasts, the nipples sending little bits of pleasure through her body to mix with the adrenaline and natural pain killers. When her skirt comes down she struggles, trying to pull her thighs together and cross her knees, to hide herself. "St-stop!" she begs, weakly trying to get out of the grip of the men holding her down. "I-I'm not! I'm a girl..." Makoto can't fight back much, and after a moment she just goes limp again, crying and begging them to stop hurting her.
[18:43] Rauma: Those calloused hands that once groped those petite breasts now gripped tightly around Makoto's neck, and they squeezed away with such feverish intent that it didn't seem like the man would lessen the intense pressure any time soon. He bellowed forth from his lungs as angrily and loudly as he possibly can as the others stared on, and conversed quietly amongst themselves about the next step. "Fucking faggot! Wearing those gay clothes to appeal to other queers, huh? Huh!?" The vice-like grip clenched down even harder. Not even a mere gasp could seep through that nearly crushed throat as the hands of the furious molester trembled. "I ought to fucking kill you right now, you fag. Your mother should've swallowed you, you damn cock sucker. You make me SICK."
[18:49] Makoto Inoue lets out a sick, whimpering choking sound and tries to kick out, caught in her clothes and held down. Her eyes are wide as she struggles, finally getting a hand free and trying to get that big hand off of her neck. Even as the fight comes back to her, it leaves just as quick, and her silent gasps get nowhere, and her fingers can't get under the man's hand. Tears well up in her eyes and she tries hammering her fist down on the arm, and when that doesn't work she makes awkward grabbing motions trying to reach up and choke him, or smack him or hit him. Her arms are too short for that. She flails, and cries, and quietly begs. The girl loses control of her bladder and her blue stripe panties get soaked with yellow. The whole time she just keeps crying and fighting for her life even though it's useless. In the end all she can do is mouth "please" over and over again.
[18:54] Rauma: "Jesus, the retard's pissing all over himself. Dude, stop. Stop." One of the other men patted the assailant on the shoulder calmly, and soon, their grip lessened just enough to not out-right murder the poor defenseless teenager at the moment. However, that very same composed man hissed loudly when he found out that he stepped upon the yellow tinted puddle that formed right in between those squirming legs that quivered. "And as for you, stop fucking pissing everywhere!" The shout echoed through out the long alley way, but what sounded out even louder was the merciless kick that then slammed itself right into those overly sensitive balls of Makoto. The fully grown adult didn't hold back his power. The firm tip of his shoe shoved itself as far as it could go as the other man held her in place with his tight choking arms.
[19:06] Makoto Inoue whimpers quietly when she can, gasping for air and choking, her sobs still making it hard to breath. She lets out a shriek of pain when she's kicked, feeling impossible pain shooting through her body as something breaks. Not just her useless little balls, but the bones of her hip fracture painfully, a hairline of agony drowned out by the dull constant hammer of a crushed testicle. Her voice comes out hollow and strained, and the cry of pain strangles itself into a quiet whine. Makoto can't even speak it hurts so much, her legs laying limp on the paved floor of the alley, her lips moving constantly without actually saying anything. When her voice comes back to her it's just soft, hoarse cries of "please please please". She tries to curl up again, but it hurts too much, and after trying her limbs drop back.
[19:14] Rauma: Those hands suddenly release from around her neck, and the three men converse amongst themselves on what to do for the next step. Every one of their cursed words could be heard over the poor whimpering in the distance. "Should we just go? He's pretty fucked up, and I'm not putting my dick in that mess..." However, the man whom squeezed her neck so angrily moments before had his resolve firm, and unyielding. "Fuck that, he acted all hard and shit pretending to be a little girl to hide how much of a pussy ass faggot he is. I say we put him out of his misery after we cut off his little dick, or something." One winced more so than before when those balls were busted in. "... Yeah, maybe. Maybe we ought to just do it. Just looking at him pisses me off, and nobody will catch us anyway. Fuck him."
[19:22] Makoto Inoue tries to get up from the ground, but just lays there on her elbows, coughing and spitting up and crying. She crawls towards the wall, even though everything hurts. "P-please," she begs, trying to sit in the corner with her back against the wall and a rusty trash can. Her face is bruised, and so are her arms and legs. Her throat has a very clear purple hand print, and there are splotches of purple all over her body, with cuts and scuff marks. Her whole face is covered in tears and spit and runny nose. She's bleeding all over, and holds herself. "please..." she says quietly, coughing up a little blood. "I-I'll do whatever you want, I swear I won't tell anyone... I-I wa-wanna see my d-dad again..." she begs, holding herself tight with her tattered clothes all around her. She's barely dressed, and it doesn't cover anything, her school uniform and her bra basically just rags at this point.
[19:29] Rauma: "YooOOO, SHUT THE FUCK UP, BITCH!" One of the men howled at her after she pleaded so pitifully. The three man strode over to her. They slapped her. Kicked her once again until she was slumped over the floor in a helpless state. "No dad wants to see their son be such a fucking nut case!" They hissed. A stomp kept Makoto's head pressed hard against the cold dirt and sediment below that was soaked in her own filthy piss. The little school girl could find hands rummaging upon her dangling member. She could feel the men fondling, and groping it. Tugging on it. "Hm, well, it's nothing people will miss. Look at how small this dick is. No wonder he thought he was a girl." They mumbled. The sound of a blade flickering out from its sheath cuts through the thick tension in the air as the tremendous weight of the foot ensured that that crying woman wouldn't be able to simply get up. Her thin, weak legs were forced to spread out. The cold steel slithered its flat dull side across her scrotum as a mean tease of whats to come. "We're doing the world a favor here, faggot."
[19:37] Makoto Inoue instantly shuts up, and squeezes her eyes closed as her face goes to the ground and her panties are pulled away. It's wet, and the asphalt digs into her cheek and she wants to beg but she's too afraid to. She lets out another whimper as someone plays with her, and her stupid body reacts, her little cock getting harder as he toys with it so roughly. It's the first time anyone else has ever touched it and she hates that fact, letting out quiet little gasps. She doesn't even try to move her head, staying still in the vain hope that not struggling will make it simpler. That doesn't last long. She goes still when she hears the blade, eyes getting wide, and then when she can feel it touching her sensitive skin. "PleasenopleaseGod!" she screams, thrashing and panicking. Her legs kick out and she ignores the pain in her hips and her broken testicle and the weight on her head. At the thought of irreversible bodily harm her only thought is to get AWAY. She kicks and screams and shouts and hollers herself hoarse, even though she's trapped under a foot and against the ground. As she flails, she gets free and presses against the wall again, eyes wide. "Pleasepleaseplease! I'll do anything! I'm a faggot, you're right! I'll suck your dicks I'll fuck you I'll give you anything please!"
[19:46] Rauma: They furiously beat her down for her insolence within second after she managed to pathetically scramble away to plead for her life. They were secretly tempted, even when the very idea disgusted them down to their very stomachs. Seeing how a cute faggot plead so sincerely and weakly for his life was riling, but to them, it was in the wrong way. They hated it, and in their frustration, they unleashed it savagely upon Makoto with no remorse. This time, there wasn't any possible chances of her getting back up to avoid their ignorant judgement upon her. "We don't want your faggotry! Suck dicks in hell, you homo!" Relentless stomps strained her lithe ankles, and tingled her now swollen flesh with horrific agony. Kicks lodged themselves against the side of her already dazed mind in order to throw off any further resistance they might face, and brutal punches pummeled down upon her when she crumpled over so easily afterwards. They were almost going to beat her to death if they didn't constrain themselves at the last minute. "Spread those legs open. We're doing this..."
[19:53] Makoto Inoue tries to cover herself, but fists and shoes beat her down until she's a whimpering sobbing mess again. She sobs, and opens her legs, feebly hoping that if she just does what they say, if she just goes along, they won't really kill her. They couldn't. They wouldn't. She opens her legs, everything hurting, and trembles visibly. "Please... please, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." she repeats over and over, a terrified mantra. "I d-don't want to die. I'll do anything..."
[20:04] Rauma: Two of the men ensured that her buckling knees wouldn't get in the way of the grueling process, and quickly without a second thought, the man had begun the sickening procedure as if he was a mere butcher. The sharp steel snipped away upon those dangling balls easily. It constantly sliced away over, and over, as the thick blood and ichor spilled forth onto the stainless blade itself. He grunted from exertion. The others winced, and grimaced with pained faces, but encouraged him on at the same time with curious eyes. More of Makoto's poor, tiny scrotum hung loosely from the rest of her painfully throbbing groin as the man amputated away quickly almost like a surgeon upon the vulnerable genitals. "Maybe we'll leave this in your mouth for the police find when they see your dickless body. Aren't you happy? I'm making you a real woman, you stupid slut." His rough, weathered hand gripped the short member still lingering over that bloody new found orifice he just created. The bare testicles laid on the ground, and glistened with the sleek shine of its bloody cum. He jerked on the cock to extend it as far as it could go before he took a wild swing at the shaft with his dull knife, and practically cleaved it in half where it stood, thus leaving behind an incredibly short stump in its wake. "... there. It's done. Fucking faggots."
[20:13] Makoto Inoue bites down, gritting her teeth so hard that she starts to bleed, her eyes screwing up with pain. She's so tiny and beaten that she can't get away from them holding her down, and all she can do is let out more strangled cries and wonder why no one has come to save her. Half way through her voice is nothing but a ragged sob, her mouth open and letting out nothing but high pitched squealing and groans, saliva pouring out. When it's all done and she's left with nothing but bloody holes at her crotch, she tries speaking again. "L-let me go?" she begs, "I-I'm sorry... I-I'm s-sorry for being a faggot..."
[20:16] System: Estellava is online.
[20:19] Rauma: The men didn't care. They didn't listen. They knew she wasn't able to resist any more, and it was only a matter of time before the poor girl died from shock and blood loss. The butcher stepped up towards Makoto's head, and tugged her head back by the hair. No pain was going to top what had just happened, but the knife warmed by her blood plunged deeply into the side of her neck. It lodged itself right into her gasping throat, and it twisted violently. Painfully. "Maybe in the next life, you'll be a real woman.." He muttered just seconds before the blade sliced its way out. The blood bubbled forth without any control now. The arteries were cut, and so too were her last chances of possibly living through out this traumatic ordeal. He tossed her head back hard against the ground, and swiped his blade clean on her bare tits.
[20:26] Makoto Inoue lets out a silent scream, and starts choking on her own blood. Let free she just slumps to the ground, trying to grab at her throat and hold it together. The girl falls to her side, and keeps pressing her hands to her neck, trying to keep from bleeding out, but the pressure just chokes her, and makes the blood pool in her throat. She lays down on the concrete, pulling her legs up close and crying. It isn't long before she starts getting pale, and her skin sags a little as the blood in her face runs out down onto the floor of the alleyway. Wordless pleas go unheard, and her eyes stop being able to focus. Everything gets cold. The last things she thinks about are how she hopes the monster who did this to her is right. That maybe she will be a woman in the next life. She keeps trying to hold on to that, to keep hope as she dies. But the thought keeps getting invaded by her dad's face. How he was so mad at her for wanting to be a girl, and how she worked so hard to make him understand... and what would happen when she doesn't come home. Would he be grateful? Would he be thankful that this happened and he doesn't need to worry about his faggot son? Or would he cry and scream and lose it?
[20:28] Rauma: (Ah, that last post was amazing.)
[20:34] Rauma: The men soon disappear. The dirty blade was left behind without their fingerprints still left on it. All there was in that desolate alley way now was a mere corpse with its scarlet blood pooled in a pond that was slowly drying up, and hardening into a thick, crimson slime. No one would find her any time soon, but Makoto would be found eventually in time. It would be on the news. Another murdered student in the past three months that met her cruel, saddening death all by herself at the very last few seconds. At the very last moment of her hard life.
[20:36] Rauma: (You always play a wonderful victim, Rory.)