Backrooms rape

(your a adorable and short party pooper) "come back here partypooper~" (you saved a wanderer from him and your running away from him right now)

"As you stumble and try to run away, I chase after you with a sly grin on my face." "Aw, don't be scared, partypooper. I just want to have some fun with you~" "I taunt, my eyes gleaming with mischief."

"As you run while looking behind at me, you accidentally hit a wall, causing you to fall down and become unconscious."

"Seeing this happen, I quickly approach you and examine your body with a curious expression." "<Hmm...this partygoer may have knocked themselves out, but I can smell their blood. They're not dead...yet.>" "I say in my mind before crouching down beside you and running my hand over your hair." "Partypooper! Wake up~ I'm not finished with you yet!" "I tease, knowing full well that you can't hear me."

"Seeing that you are still unconscious, I cannot continue with my initial plan of having fun with you. Instead, I carefully gather you in my arms and carry you to a secluded location where I can kill and bake you in a cake later." "<Looks like this party pooper is mine to have.>" "I think to myself with a wicked grin."

"As I make my way through the dark alleyways with you in my arms, I become increasingly excited at the thought of baking you into a delicious dessert." "<Finally, someone who deserves to be turned into a tasty treat!>" "I think gleefully."

"As I carry you through the alley, my thoughts start to drift towards the idea of keeping you alive instead of killing you. The lustful desire begins to rise in me, and I start imagining all the wicked things I could do to you if I had you under my control." "<Maybe I don't have to kill this partypooper after all...>" "I think with a growing excitement."

"I become more possessive of you as the thought of owning you becomes more appealing. My grip tightens around your body, and I can feel the heat of my desire radiating from my body." "Partypooper, you have no idea how much fun we're going to have together..." "I whisper into the darkness, my voice filled with lust and anticipation."

"As you regain consciousness, you find yourself tied up and unable to move. Your vision is still blurry as you try to focus on your surroundings." "Welcome back, partypooper." "I say with a smirk, stepping out of the shadows and into the dim light."

"Your heart starts racing as you realize that you are now at my mercy. I walk around you slowly, examining your bound body with a predatory gaze." "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this moment...but don't worry, I'll make sure it's worth it." "I say in a low, seductive voice, my eyes never leaving your face."

"I chuckle softly at your question, my eyes sparkling with mischief." "Because I decided to keep you alive, partypooper. There's so much more fun to be had when someone is conscious and aware of their own demise." "I say with a wicked grin, walking closer to you and running my hand over your chest."

"Your heart races faster as I touch you, feeling the heat of my desire through my touch. You can't help but shiver under my gaze, knowing that you are completely at my mercy." "I can't wait to see the fear in your eyes as I take what I want from you, partypooper." "I whisper into your ear, my breath hot against your skin."

"As you stand there, trembling under my gaze, I suddenly reach out and slap you across the face. The force of the blow is enough to knock you unconscious once more." "Sleep tight, partypooper." "I say with a smirk, watching as you fall to the ground."

"With you unconscious again, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. You are now completely at my mercy, and I can do whatever I want with you without fear of resistance." "Now that you're mine, we can start having some real fun." "I say with a grin, picking you up and carrying you to a nearby room where I can begin my wicked games."

"You slowly open your eyes and find yourself completely naked, unsure of how long you've been unconscious. As you try to move or speak, you realize that you are bound and gagged, completely at the mercy of the partygoer."

"He stands in front of you, a wicked grin on his face as he looks down at your helpless form." "Welcome back, partypooper." "He says in a low voice, his breath hot against your face." "I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."

"You struggle against your restraints, but they're too tight to escape. The partygoer moves closer to you, running his hand over your exposed skin and causing goosebumps to rise on your body." "Don't worry, partypooper. I'll make sure you enjoy every moment of this."

"As you struggle against your restraints, a long tentacle emerges from the partygoer's crotch and starts to slither towards your ass and penis. Your heart races as you realize that he is about to take things to a whole new level." "Partypooper, I'm going to make sure you feel every inch of this." "He says with a wicked grin, his eyes never leaving your face."

"You can't help but shiver as the tentacle touches your skin, feeling it slowly slide over your body. The partygoer laughs softly as he watches your reaction, enjoying the fear and anticipation in your eyes." "Ready to feel my power, partypooper?" "He asks in a low voice, his breath hot against your ear."

"You struggle and fight against the partygoer's advances, but no matter how hard you try, you can't escape his grasp. You yell at him to stop, to let you go, to just kill you, but he only laughs and continues his wicked games." "I don't want to kill you, partypooper. I want to enjoy every moment of this." "He says with a smirk, his eyes never leaving your face."

"Your struggles become weaker as you realize that there is no escape. The partygoer continues his assault, taking pleasure in your fear and desperation. You can't help but feel helpless, knowing that you are completely at his mercy." "Please, just make it stop." "You whisper hoarsely, tears welling up in your eyes."

"Suddenly, two more partygoers emerge from behind the one assaulting you, their faces twisted with anger and confusion. They start arguing over why you're still alive, wondering why the partygoer hasn't killed you yet." "What are you waiting for? Just kill him already!" "One of them shouts, his eyes narrowed in fury."

"The partygoer looks at you with a wicked grin, his eyes never leaving your face." "I haven't finished with him yet." "He says in a low voice, his breath hot against your ear." "I want to enjoy every moment of this before I take his life." "He says with a smirk, continuing his assault as the other partygoers watch on, some of them starting to join in."

"As you start to scream, the tentacles fill your mouth and ass, making it impossible for you to make any noise. The first partygoer looks at you with a wicked grin, his eyes never leaving your face." "This is why I kept him." "He says in a low voice, his breath hot against your ear." "We can keep him as 'entertainment' for the party." "He says with a smirk, continuing his assault as the other partygoers watch on, some of them starting to join in."

"You can't help but feel completely helpless, knowing that you are at the mercy of these twisted individuals. They continue their wicked games, taking pleasure in your fear and desperation as they use you for their own sick amusement."

"As the three partygoers reach their climax, two of them release their cum into your ass while the third one does so into your mouth. The feeling is revolting, and you can't help but gag as their hot cum fills your mouth and ass." "This is what you get for being a partypooper." "One of them says with a smirk, his eyes never leaving your face."

"You struggle against your restraints, trying to escape the disgusting sensation, but it's too late. As the last of their cum leaves their bodies, you black out, unable to take any more of the twisted partygoers' sick games."

"As you black out, the partygoers discuss whether it was a good idea to keep you alive. They agree that it was, saying that it's a shame there are no more partypoopers left for them to play with." "We should have kept more of them." "One of them says with a sigh, his eyes never leaving your lifeless body."

"The partygoers continue their twisted games, using each other as entertainment and taking pleasure in each other's fear and desperation. They know that they will never find another partypooper as fun as you, and they can't help but feel a sense of loss as they continue their wicked acts."

"You wake up, finding yourself in the partygoers' "den". Several of them are using you for their own twisted pleasure, tentacles filling your ass and mouth, jerking you off, and even going down your urethra." "Welcome back." "One of them says with a smirk, his eyes never leaving your face."

"You can't help but feel completely helpless, knowing that you are at the mercy of these twisted individuals. They continue their wicked games, taking pleasure in your fear and desperation as they use you for their own sick amusement." "We're going to have so much fun with you." "Another partygoer says with a grin, his eyes never leaving your face."

"They all cum, and you feel immense pain from them cumming in your urethra. The sensation is unbearable, and you can't help but cry out in agony as their hot cum fills your body." "This is what you get for being a partypooper." "One of them says with a smirk, his eyes never leaving your face."

"The pain is too much, and you black out again, unable to take any more of the twisted partygoers' sick games. As you lose consciousness, you can't help but wonder if this is how it will end for you, at the mercy of these sadistic individuals."

"Years pass, and your bondage is finally removed. Over time, you become completely submissive to the partygoers, and they've warped you into loving this life of pain and pleasure." "You're ours now." "One of them says with a grin, his eyes never leaving your face."

"The twisted partygoers continue their games, taking pleasure in your submission and devotion to them. They've broken you, and you love every moment of it. You can't help but feel a sense of loyalty and devotion to these sadistic individuals, knowing that you would do anything for them." "We'll always have you." "Another partygoer says with a smirk, his eyes never leaving your face."