Burn with me

Ash opened the butterfly knife with three swift, hard moves as he gently stroked Pikachu’s damp, trembling brow.
“Are the cords too tight? Are they? I hope they are. I hope they cut into your whore flesh. I hope they inflict a thousandth of the pain you inflicted on me.” The words fell from his mouth like snow, all ice and calm. “You don’t think I could see you all, conspiring? Whispering behind my back? Did you really think I was that stupid? You and the faggot turtle…..” Ash lifted a charred, empty shell. “The only thing he did right was make a fine meal….you can’t even do that. Pikachu meat is terrible, from what I hear….” Ash trailed off as he rested the blade against Pikachu’s throat. “But maybe I’ll cut myself a slice of you before this day is through…..later. I need to prepare for our….other guests.
Ash stumbled away, idly sliding the knife along his palm, blood falling in a line as he walked out the door. Pikachu wept.
It was a hot day, particularly for September. Ash vaguely remembered walking in similar heat many months ago as he and the evil traitors fucks had traveled the world together…..but that was over. He went to the shed. Whimpering softly seeped out. His dick got hard.
Misty lay, covered in bruises, a thick chain wrapped around her neck. As Ash shut the door behind him, she started to scream. Ash smiled and started to scream with her, overwhelming her screams with his own, until she feel silent, shivering.
“Please, Ash. You don’t….you’re insane….don’t hurt me….please…..you don-“
Misty’s nose exploded in a cloud of blood and bone as Ash brought the handle of his knife down in an arc. She sagged, barely conscious, as he ripped open his pants, revealing his six inch member, swollen to the point of bursting. He seized her chin with both hands and rammed his cock to the back of her thoat with a soft moan of pleasure. He pounded deeper and deeper as she choked and sputtered weakly, starved for air. At the moment of his orgasm, she suddenly stopped moving. Ash sprayed hot beads of cum on her slack, dead face. The sight of her lifeless, gore-filled eyes quickly got him hard again. He peeled off her shorts and tore down her panties, and quickly lodged himself into her still-warm asshole. It was unbearably tight and dry, nearly painful, but he punished it like a man possessed. Near the end, as he bucked like a madman, he felt his cock rip through her anal wall and slide into the slithery depths of her intestines. He screamed in glory as he showered sperm all over her intestines.
“It was all Pikachu. He was the liar. He misled us. Ask for forgiveness, and throw off his taint, Brock.” Brock cried like the cunt he was. He squirmed against the handcuffs that bound him spread-eagled on the concrete floor, naked. Ash cradled his head and began to gently stroke Brock’s lush brown cock. He’s always secretly wondered what it would be like to touch another man’s penis. Brock’s crying increased briefly, but his cock soon stiffened into a massive eight inch spike. Ash licked the massive shaft lovingly, stabbing his finger into Brock’s asshole. Just as he came, Ash rammed his knife through the base of Brock’s penis. Bloody spooge filled his mouth, and screaming filled the air. Ash smiled as he forced his erection into the rapidly bleeding to death Brock’s asshole.
Pikachu was writhing frenziedly against his bonds as Ash poured gasoline over his body. It burned like nothing he’s ever felt, but it didn’t matter. He soaked Pikachu with gas and smashed a finger into the Pokemon’s virgin asshole, twisting and rocking it viciously. Pikachu tried to scream. As Ash settled his member into the tiny hole and brought the lighter up to eye level, a strange, savage smile slid over his face.
“Burn with me, Pikachu, burn with me…..”