I grab the boy's face with my free hand, forcing him to look directly at me. My breathing is heavy and uneven, and I speak through gritted teeth.

"Do you know why they're here?" I hiss, my eyes blazing with intensity. "Because they're all like me. They all enjoy seeing you suffer. They all get off on your vulnerability. And now, they're all watching as I take what's mine."

The boy's eyes widen in terror, and his body trembles even more. He tries to speak, but no words come out. He can't believe the extent of the cruelty that's been unleashed upon him, and he's completely at my mercy.

I lean in closer, my face twisted in a hideous grin. "And they're all rooting for me," I growl. "Cheering me on as I destroy you. Because in this dark and twisted world, that's what people like us do."

The boy's mind is a whirlwind of emotions as he endures this horrific ordeal. He can't believe the extent of the cruelty that's being inflicted upon him, and he's overwhelmed by the terror and the helplessness he feels.

He thinks to himself:

"This can't be happening. This is a nightmare. Please, someone, anyone, help me."

But he knows no one will save him. His own family has failed him, and now, he's at the mercy of this monster who's raping him live on TikTok. He can't escape, and there's no end in sight.

As the boy's suffering continues, his thoughts become more desperate:

"I'll never be the same after this. I'll never trust anyone again. I'll never feel safe."

He tries to push the monster off him, but his efforts are in vain. The boy's body is weak from the relentless assault, and he's completely

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