The Disappearance Series, Part I - The Disappearance

They dragged Craig Slater before Caldwell, much like they had with Hogan. The boss's eyes narrowed, cold and commanding. He snapped his fingers at his aides—Jason Ross and Matt Gunther. 'Hold him down. Search that ass for the film.' The henchmen pinned Slater's arms, bending him over the rough table. Jason yanked down his pants, exposing pale cheeks. He spread them wide, probing deep with gloved fingers. Slater gasped, muscles clenching. There it was: the tiny canister, slick and hidden inside him. Matt pulled it out, grinning like a wolf. Caldwell nodded approval. Punishment came swift. Jason lit the candle, tilting it until hot wax dripped onto Slater's back, then lower, searing his thighs and balls. Red welts bloomed on skin. Slater bucked, but they held firm. Matt grabbed the toys—a thick plug first, forcing it past the tight ring, stretching him wide. Then a vibrating dildo, longer and ridged, shoved in deep, buzzing against his prostate. They took turns, packing him full: beads next, rattling as they pushed the string inside, followed by a girthy anal hook that locked him in place. Slater moaned, body betraying him with unwanted shudders, the mix of pain and fullness twisting through every nerve.