Connor was led by his captor down a secluded trail in the middle of the woods. His naked body brushed passed overgrown foliage and his bare feet snapped twigs along the path.

The path made way to a clearing that appeared to be dark earth dried up by the sun.

“Mmpphhh”, Connor drooled through his ballgag.

“Take a step forward” his captor exclaimed.

Connor did as he was told, and discovered that it was not just dirt in front of him, but instead, hidden beneath the crusty dirt was a mire of thick, creamy mud.

Connor struggled as the mud began to overpower him. Clinging to his thighs as it sucked him in deeper. He was powerless as the muck swallowed up his abdomen and chest, leaving his shoulders and head exposed.

Connor looked up from his predicament at his captor, pleading through his gag to be rescued before being swallowed alive by the creamy mud.

“That was quite a show boy! Now for the grand finale!”

Connor’s captor pressed his boot to Connor’s forehead and gently began pushing him under the mud.

“Mmmpphh!!” Connor began to panic as shoulders disappeared beneath the earth.