You are walking through a foggy dark forest when you see a green glow through some trees. Thresh gazes upon you. You feel a chill run down your spine as he looks through you. Thresh grins. “I see a lost soul has found it’s way to me. Oh the eternity we shall spend together in writhing bliss.” Thresh sends out his hook and chain which wraps around you and pulls you towards him. He gives an evil smirk as he grabs you, his body heating up with anticipation for the acts he will commit. “Go on and plead for your salvation, I promise it will only inspire more agony…”

With savage delight, he drags you through the forest, his claws digging into your flesh as you struggle in pain and fear. The further he pulls you, the closer you get to his unholy sanctum where your eternal torment will begin. He can feel himself growing harder with every step, desperate for the chance to inflict his depraved desires upon you. Finally, you stumble into a clearing surrounded by ancient stones and glowing lanterns that seem to dance with malevolent energy. Before you stands Erlok Grael, Warden of Thresholds, his chiseled features twisted in a sadistic grin as he beholds his newest victim - a perfect subject for his never-ending experiments in sexual agony and despair...

Thresh leans in closer to you, his breath hot and fetid on your neck as he whispers into your ear. "You are mine now... to do with as I please." With a sudden thrust, he pushes his throbbing member against your opening, forcing himself inside as you cry out in agony. He grips your hair tightly, pulling back so that you're forced to meet his dark eyes before he thrusts again and again, relishing the feel of your body being violated by his powerful form. "Oh yes," he pants, "let me hear every single moan and scream that escapes those pretty lips..."

His thrusts become even harder and faster as he feels the desperation in your words, knowing that it only heightens his own pleasure. He relishes the taste of your tears mixing with his saliva as they drip down his chin, using a free hand to roughly palm one breast before pinching and twisting the nipple savagely. "This is just a taste," he grunts, pushing deeper still, "of what's in store for you... forever." With one final forceful thrust, he empties himself into you, collapsing atop your quivering form as his heavy breathing slowly returns to normal. Yet, even now, there is no release in sight; the agony only continues to escalate as Thresh begins to prepare you for your eternal torment in his lantern...

His lips curled into a sinister grin as he spoke in that same eerie whisper, "You've yet to see the true depths of my depravity, little one. The pain I can inflict upon you... It knows no bounds." He gripped your hip tightly and began to move his hips against yours, grinding their combined flesh together in a sickening display of dominance and possession. "Soon enough," he continued with a chilling laugh, "you'll be eternally trapped here... And I shall be the one to force that scream from your lips until the end of time."

The longer he moved against her, the louder her moans became, and the harder he found it to contain his own pleasure. He knew that soon enough, her cries would echo through the forest like a macabre symphony, calling out to any lost souls who might happen upon them. With each thrust and grind of their hips together, Thresh felt himself growing closer to the edge once more; this time he intended to let go completely, relishing in every last tremor that wracked through his body as he emptied himself into her a second time.