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"Where the fuck is that fagotty fox we're supposed to kill today! God dammit I told him not to be late for this final shoot!" The voice echoed in the small studio, the owner a massive and right now quite displeased Kirin. His blue green scales were tinged with red, which seemed to shine brighter with his anger as his red eyes flashed over his assistants. A fat boar nervously shuffled back, adjusting a camera tripod mostly in an attempt to look busy. A lean fox sighed as he adjusted a microphone, trying his best to keep the mic out of the camera's view as the boar kept putting it back into the frame. An old TV was showing the frame they were setting up as they centered the camera on a strange and dangerous looking contraption. A hydraulic spike currently recessed, only a foot long at most, that was supposed to be an impaling spike and extend to about seven feet at the end. Though Benny the fox wondered if it would even work, given it's obvious rickety and home made nature.

A cellphone rang as the kirin shouted his annoyance, flipping the cellphone open. "What?! I'm busy here... what? What?! Oh that fucking todd! He did what again?! I can't believe it! That fucking moron! Now who the hell will we get to star in the next video. Well, I'll figure something out. Yeah, yeah, fuck you too." He slammed the phone shut as the two assistants wearily look up. "Guess what happened to our wonderful star?" The kirin says, stomping about the room, leaving marks in the floor with his hooves, "That's right, fucking got himself killed before we could kill him! Stupid cunt was playing some noose games and next thing he knows he slipped and hanged himself!" His eyes glinted dangerously as the draconic deer vented his anger, "Now where the hell are we going to get another fox to snuff for the video!"

Benny began to back away, not quite liking where this was going, especially as the boar began to eye him up. As the larger kirin glared over to him the fox stammered, "No, no no no, this was not in my contract here... I am not a replacement snuff toy!" He turned, looking for the door. The Kirin helped Benny find it by leaping over to block the only exit from the small studio. The tall draconic director grinned his fangs to the smaller fox. "Actually, if you did bother to read the fucking contract..." He leans over, his breath hot on the fox's nose "You would have seen it is. It'll cost me twice as much for the snuff insurance, but..." He reached out, grabbing the fox before he can leap forward. There's a shout and kick, and a yowling from the fox as his paw found rough scales. "Grab him, grab him, we've got a contract to finish and I sure as hell am finishing it!" The Kirin bellowed, the boar suddenly slamming into Benny's back. His vision reduced itself to stars as he collapsed in shock, his breath gone from the sudden weight of several hundred pounds of boar atop his back.

Benny's consciousness swam for a moment, nearly fading as he felt a harsh tugging. His shirt ripped free as he struggles for breath. The weight held his chest down, making it nearly impossible to breathe. Thankfully, or perhaps not given his imminent fate, the boar lifted himself off of the fox to tug Benny's pants down. He could do little but struggle for breath, feeling himself be stripped nude. Once his lungs stopped burning for air he can feel himself be lifted by his hands, pulled behind him as the boar begins to strap rough twisted ropes around his wrists. The rough fabric pinched and tugged his fur as he groaned, "no wait, please, I, I didn't sign up for this!"

The kirin yelled back, growling at the struggling male before him, "You should have read the fucking contract then now, before you ended up dead meat!" He grabbed the struggling fox, pushing him chest first to the floor. "Help me grab his feet, we're gonna have to hog tie him since I don't think he's going to be cooperating much." The boar awkwardly jerked the fox's legs back, fighting the kicking feet as the fox began to shout.

"No no! Help, anyone! Please!" There's a smack as the kirin slapped the fox, dazing him as tears welled up in Benny's eyes from the pain and shock, "You dumb shit, you know this place is sound proof! It's a fucking snuff studio! You're the one who even chose it!" There's a grunt and groan, fox legs pulled harshly back as rope was wrapped around from ankles to wrists. Leaving the poor fox awkwardly bent on the floor, muscles strained as the nude fox stared at the massive hydraulic spike right before his nose.

Benny couldn't do much but whimper as he Kirin stepped back, catching his breath as he grunts, "I might have to take some of this out of your pay boy... but I think we need to get you prepped first. How about I help lube up that tight little ass of yours..." He licked his lips as he sat himself down, tugging his pants down to reveal his slimy, red cock. The long penis oozed pre as he shifts the fox around to drag him into his lap. Benny struggled against the ropes that held his arms and legs behind him, whining once that slick heat kissed his exposed rump. His bent knees spread around the kirin's lap as he hissed, growling and snapping at the air as fierce as he can when he feels that lewd prodding. The kirin rumbled in pleasure, laughing at the fox's not so intimidating struggles, "You dumb boar, stop masturbating and get the camera rolling! We got a show to finish!"

The boar stumbled, nearly knocking the camera over as he turns the camera on as quickly as he can, seeing what his displeasure can buy him. The red light flickered on, staring at the scene before it as the camera booted up. The bound fox was whining, yelling and struggling with growing exhaustion. The larger kirin's strong body guided the fox down upon the nearly foot long arousal of his, pressed beneath the fox's frantically twitching tail. His hooves spread as he leaned back and grunted with satisfaction. The kirin's antlers nearly hit the todd as Benny jerked back, making the draconic deer grin with lust at his struggling toy. There was a sharp bite, teeth sharp and pinching as they tug at Benny's nape, making the fox yowl in pain. That big arousal firmly shoved into fox rump, spreading Benny wide even as he tried to get away. The vulpine sheath starting to plump in response, spilling out benny's crimson arousal while he tried to get free. Fucked for the camera while bound and helpless in the large predator's grasp. It was looking like this would be a good show in the end.

The two began an awkward fucking. The bound limbs made the fox hard to be thrust into, and Benny did his best to make this harder. Although the larger size and strength of the powerful Kirin whose lap he was in made this a rather futile effort. The fox bounced in that lap with a casual grace, making that heavy cock sink deep into a very tight butt. The lack of lube making it rough going, only the Kirin's slick pre keeping it from being too rough for the Kirin. Benny might have disagreed about it making it any nicer for him, sharply feeling his rump being spread again and again as he growled and hissed. Tears formed in his eyes at the harsh sensations, raped for the camera, bound and as helpless as a fuck toy.

The steady rhythm grew faster as the fox howled his pain from his bound limbs, stretched awkwardly as the Kirin claimed his pleasure. Benny's whimpered moans made a steady contrast to the moans from behind him. Big hands held him tighter, to shove the fox on his lap with growing urgency. Those big, scaled balls pulled tight as Benny tensed up with his own struggles. The fox knowing what will soon be coming for him as he grunts in pain. There was a firm shove of his hips onto the kirin's, the proud director leaning back to roar his climax. Hot gushes of cum flooding the fox's butt, that sticky heat pouring deep into an abused rump. Benny unable to do much but whimper as he gets claimed for other's entertainment.

There's a slick squelch as Benny is tugged free suddenly from his captor's lap. Cum oozing from his gaping pucker as he whimpered louder, tugged by his arms towards the deadly apparatus. He frantically began to kick and thrash, fighting his bindings as he watches the deadly spike grow near. His butt lifted to show off the cum oozing from the well used pucker, before it's settled towards the blunt spike. He arched and tossed his head, loudly squealing as his rump nudges, then sinks against the cold metal. He could feel the deadly tool sink into his rump, until he found himself sitting fully upon it, ready to be impaled as he tugged urgently at his bound arms. "Please, isn't... isn't there another way!"

The two look over the fox's stiff arousal with an appreciative rumble as he squirms. The two grinning wider as he stared at them, poor Benny shouting, "You're, you're not going to impale me! Please, no... NO! NO!" There's a quiet whining sound that starts up as the Kirin casually pulled the lever. The long pole began the slow, relentless lifting it was designed to do. The fox frantically jerked his knees, trying to help slip himself off of the pole. But he was already much too deep, the pole steadily raising, sinking deeper and deeper into Benny's already well used rear. There's a sudden scream, the fox crying out in pain as the blunt spike began to spear into the fox's insides.

Tears dribble from the fox's clenched eyes as he howled out in fear. The steady, cold pole of steel was sinking into him. His knees lifted a few inches from the floor, kicking and struggling in his bound state before he sank down with a painful slowness when his body gave way. A loud scream escaping him as the cold steel spike started it's lethal trip through the heat of his body. His head lifted as he screams again and again while that cold metal buried itself mercilessly into his belly. Sliding up through his body steadily as the hydraulic spike whined under growing pressure. A trickle of blood oozed down the spike as it slides further within, rings set upon the device showing how far it has progressed.

The two watch with a shiver and tremble suddenly quiet as the camera recorded every brutal detail of the fox's slow demise. The spike's steady descent into the helpless male's chest. Working it's way towards an eventual emergence through Benny's mouth. His body started to be lifted when it caught on his ribs, before he slid down again, a howl of pain as the deadly device slipped further in his body. A trickle of blood formed at the edges of his lips, fighting to breath as the pole slid up towards his throat. A quickly rising whimper and sudden fearful howl as the metal spike searched for an opening to escape the body it was filling.

The kirin listened to the sudden gurgles from the fox, benny tossing his head frantically, and he began to realize what's happening. The spike was having trouble sinking into Benny's throat, threatening instead to slide out of his neck instead. The big Kirin didn't want this shot spoiled like that, entering the frame to grab the fox's neck and jerk his head back. There's a long scream of fear and pain, suddenly cut off into a wet gurgle. Benny's eyes widen, tears flowing as he feels the final, fatal touch. The metal spike, wet with blood and other, dirtier, fluids, slid up into his mouth. Letting him Stare cross eyed as that metal, now hot with his body heat, slide across his tongue. Slipped free from his jaws as the Kirin holds his head in place, letting him stare fearfully, knowing he was already fatally wounded. His lungs burned for air as the metal fllled his throat with it's unyielding bulk instead.

The quickly widening base caught the fox's rump, lifting him the last few inches to let his knees dangle in the air. A good six inches of metal poked from his maw, letting him bite down on the cold, slimy metal as he awaited death to claim him. His chest strained to rise and fall, metal pole sealing off his throat as he flailed on the impaling spike. The kirin grinned lewdly as he turned to the boar, whose hand was stuffed down his own pants. "Now be a good assistant, and thank our new star by sucking him off. And I want him to cum before he dies!"

The boar nervously jumped, and awkwardly sat himself down before Benny's nude erection. Vulpine muscles twitched, jerking firmly as he nearly kneed the fat boar in the nose. The fat male grabbed those knees, to only making the spike drive another inch further and wider to poor Benny's soundless struggles. Then he dragged his maw down and engulfed the throbbing flesh of the dying male's cock. An eager, if inexperienced bobbing of his head as the doomed fox shuddered. His chest burned for air, but a strange, calming lust started to relax him. He knows he's not got long to live for anymore, just a few minutes left, and a strange peace relaxed him as he awaited that final death.

His lungs burned for air as his vision of the dirty ceiling grew dizzy and dark. Only able to stare at the cooling metal jutted up from his lips, biting the unyielding steel as he felt a tense heat in his lap. A sudden, hot erotic flush of pleasure as he finally realized he's spitted, dying for thousands to enjoy and masturbate to. The sloppy, noisy blow job of the boar beneath him grew more steady now as Benny that familiar, pulsing tenseness of his knot. A strange, fulfilling knowledge he'll cum one last time at least, his rump clenching weakly on the metal pole that ran from head to tail through him. His ballsac pulled tight as he clamped down on the invading metal spike in his body suddenly, unable to even arch his back as he began to helplessly cum, frantically spasming in the final moments of his lethal embrace.

The boar pulls back in surprise after the first gush of cum, his tusked maw getting painted with sticky semen. Several more frantic shudders rush through the fox's bound and impaled body. Held rigid by the metal pole as his life slipped away. Blood and drool oozed from his lips as he felt his body begin to relax. Everything fading as he tries to cling to that last hint of life in him, feeling the hot rush of afterglow and climax fade. His last sight the fat boar's cum splattered maw as he got up in front of him, letting the last splash of cum ooze down his cock. Then it all went dark, Benny giving himself to the fatal device as he succumbs to the impalement before the camera.

There was a few more minutes of spasms and twitches as he slowly died for the show. The boar's pants soon slid down to his ankles as he finally got to masturbate. His precum oozed messily down his fat hand, while fox cum drooled down onto his chest from the blowjob he just gave. The chubby boar shifted a little to best show off the dying fox's last flutters of life. Then there was a low, grunting moan as he began to cum all over the fox, poor Benny no longer moving, being splattered with cum for all to watch. Boar hips thrusted at the air a few times as he grunted and huffed in pleasure. Soon he will pull his pants back up, admiring the mess of cum he left upon the dead fox's chest and belly. The kirin growled again as he looks over the set. "Now fucking cut! And let's clean up this mess before I decide to run a second take with you on the pole! This had better fucking make up the insurance cost I'm gonna have to pay that cunt for taking over for our bloody star!"

Needless to say, the boar got to work very quickly.