Armin didn't know how much longer he could hold onto his sanity anymore. His personal sexual torture had been going on for what felt like forever. His crotch felt like it was on fire and he couldn't do a thing about it. He just felt like dying. The whole world was falling apart. He couldn't even stop himself from moaning in physical pleasure, though he was in mental anguish. Armin couldn't even admit to himself what was happening. He felt like he had to be at least somewhat convinced by himself that this was consensual. If he admitted what he feared, admitted that it was assault, that it was rape, he didn't know what would happen. Just forget about it after and act normal, as if nothing happened. That was his plan.  

"See Armin, I knew you'd like it," Jean said between licks. Jean began kissing up and down Armin's inner thighs. The sensation was seriously killing Armin inside. Eren's humping pace had slowed after releasing a load, a couple of times. It was surprising that he was even able to go for a second round, to Armin. Armin couldn't even feel his mouth anymore and he felt exhausted in all ways possible. What he wouldn't do for some sleep. Jean finally stopped and sat up. Armin prayed that meant it was over. "That's enough of that, I'm not getting anything out of this. Eren we're trading," Jean demanded. Thank God. Armin didn't want to feel the way Jean's touch made him feel. He could deal with giving more head, as long as that meant that he wasn't being touched in such vile ways anymore, as long as it was nothing more than that. It wasn't that he enjoyed doing those acts, it was more so that he felt like it could end sooner. 

Eren lazily swung his penis out from Armin's mouth, trailing cum all over his Armin's face. Eren was about to move but Jean stopped him. "What?" Eren asked. "You're staying up there," Jean stated. 

"Thought you said we were switching?"

"We are, you distract him."

Distract him? Armin couldn't see what was going on but he had a terrible feeling in his gut. All instincts were telling him to run away, but he couldn't. This wasn't going to end well, at least for him. Jean sat up and positioned his penis at the entrance of Armin's soft, virgin, pink pucker. Now that he knew what was happening, he began to panic. Armin screamed and yelled, trying to kick his legs. He tried desperately to escape to the point where the ropes on his wrists and ankles began digging into his skin, ripping the flesh away. He didn't even care that he was bleeding, at this point. Hell, he didn't even care if he had to break some bones to get out of that situation, he just knew he needed to escape. "Eren, distract him!" Jean yelled angrily. So, that was Eren's job. 

"Eren, Jean, please stop! I'm sorry, please don't do this!" Armin begged. Jean smacked Armin across the face. Armin's cheeks stung, a red hand-print appearing on them. "Shut up and know your place! You brought this onto yourself!" Jean told him. Eren leaned down, smothering Armin's face in his warm sweaty chest. Armin tried to bite him, but he was in a position where he couldn't. He was completely helpless, defenseless. It was all over now. That was it. 

I jolted awake to the sound of giggling girls running through the forest. I sat up and looked around, noticing that Armin still wasn't back. I decided that I should at least go check on him, as it'd clearly been a while. After slipping on my Birkenstocks and a light sweater, I opened the door and left the cabin. I remembered that Armin said he'd be around the forest near the boys cabins. I walked behind my cabin and through the thick forest. It was a good thing that I was so close to the boys' cabins. Leaves crunched like potato chips beneath my feet. I wondered what was on Armin's mind. He seemed stressed before he left. 

As Jean began pushing into Armin's tight hole, Eren held him down. Armin shrieked in uttermost pain. This was one of the worst feelings he had ever felt, being touched by people he didn't want to touch him, especially in such painful ways. The fact that he was completely helpless, that he couldn't do anything to change his situation, destroyed him inside. It was just like when he was younger, he thought. He was abused by his cruel parents in ways like this, unable to do anything. It was mortifying. It was torture. 

Once the head of Jean's prick was inside of Armin, he decided to shove it all in a once. Armin took in a deep breath, preparing himself. It was excruciatingly painful. His muffled yells and cries into Eren's stomach were barely heard. He could feel blood dripping out of him. It was really that bad.

A few minutes later, I arrived at the boys' cabins area. It was pretty quiet, which made sense considering everyone was out for free time. I searched around the cabins, looking through windows to check if Armin was inside any of them. I wondered which cabin he'd lived in, prior to moving in with me. I couldn't remember if he'd ever shown me or told me. 

Jean began speedily pumping in and out of Armin, not minding the blood staining both him and the bed. Jean had been pent up for so long, he wasn't even himself anymore. Lust had completely taken over his body. He didn't even care if it was with a boy, at this point. Armin, on the other hand, was going through an incredible amount of hurt. God, how badly he wanted to pass out or even just die. That's all he asked for. Just an escape from this horror of a reality. That's it.

I felt like it was oddly quiet. Too quiet, in fact. I felt like at least some people would be around during free time, but I didn't hear anyone. Was there an event going on that I didn't know about? I started surveying deeper throughout the forest. Did they have any other cabins, ones like mine? I couldn't find Armin and that scared me because he said he'd stay close to the boys' cabins. He wouldn't have wandered off, would he? I hoped he was just taking a break somewhere. I began walking down a path leading closer and closer to a horrific discovery.

After minutes and minutes of being humped hard, Armin couldn't feel anything. He couldn't even feel the pain anymore. Armin couldn't move his body. Everything was completely numb. He couldn't even feel his erection anymore. Cold, hopeless tears trickled down his heated cheeks as he lay listening to the sound of Jean's skin slapping against his. "Fuck, you're so tight. This is amazing!" Jean yelled with eyes bolted shut, in pure bliss. Eren looked down at Armin's worn expression. At this point, he completely regretted his decision, but it was too late. 

As I walked further into the forest, I noticed a cabin up ahead. I thought I heard someone yell something from around there. The path wound around and around like an endless maze. I hoped I'm going the right way. The cabin looked a lot like mine, so I assumed it was likely another old, unused one. Eagerly, I cut through the trees, making my own path, and I ran up to the cabin. Everything about it reminded me of mine, except it wasn't mine. I walked the steps and stopped at the door. I noticed there were strange noises coming from the interior. Oh, how I hoped it would just be Armin. I took another step towards the door, turned the knob, and swung open the door. I immediately regretted opening that door, as the sight I saw was absolutely vulgar.