Meet Me at the Playground after School
"And that kids, was just the introduction to Scientific Notation. I hope you all were paying attention." A border collie teacher says to her class of half asleep or distracted students, her back turned to face the chalkboard she was currently scribbling on. She finishes, and only then does she turn around. "Any questions?" She asks and re-adjusts her golden framed spectacles, scanning the desks and settling on a small gray-blue haired boy, his hand raised and waving anxiously in the air.

 "Yes, Niko?" She asks, which Niko promptly responds with:"A-Are we going to have a quiz on this?" The teacher then nods. "Mhm. This friday." She replies, then comes to a realization. "Oh, I nearly forgot!" She exclaims and turns to the chalkboard again. "You will be doing pages twenty through 25, front and back, in your textbooks." She writes down the homework prompt as she speaks, a few students groaning as she explains. Esme, a young calico catgirl, flips open her agenda book and writes down the prompt quickly, taking pauses to re-absorb what was on the chalkboard.

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRNG!

 Before Esme could close her agenda, however, the bell ringed, which provoked her classmates to noisily rise from their desks, anxious to get out of the classroom. She sighs, returning her agenda book to her backpack before hanging it over her shoulder and rising from her desk, aiming for the exit. The hallways are filled with the noises of opening and closing lockers and murmurs of loud students. She struggles to get to her locker as the lockers are bustling with kids. Eventually she takes an open spot and reaches for her lock, inserting the combination opening her locker. A  small pink index card flutters out as soon as the door is swung open, catching Esme by surprise. "Hm?" She bends over to pick it up, examining it front and back. "What's..this..?" She ponders quietly to herself as she reads a simple instruction:

"Meet me at the playground after school."

 There is no signature, but to Esme's delight she recognizes it as her friend Avery's handwriting. She folds the letter in half and pockets it in her yellow frock before retrieving what she needed from the locker. With an over-excited slam of her locker she raced to the exit, squeezing and elbowing her way through crowds of kids and provoking a few angered shouts as she did. The playground wasn't very far from the school, only a few feet away.

 A silver fox kit sat nervously on a park bench, sandwiched between two older boys. Her hands are squished between her thighs, which are draped by a pastel pink frock. One of the boys, a doberman, has a hand placed possessively on her shoulder. He pulls back from a cigarette and exhales the substance, looking over to the school. He bumps the kit, provoking a startled whimper from her. "Hey, isn't that her?" He asks while making a gesture towards the approaching feline figure, who had just stepped over the black boundary keeping in all the mulch. The kit squirms her way to her feet and off of the bench, straightening her frock and approaching the kitten, a joyed smile on her face.

"Esme! You actually made it!" She exclaims with delight as she embraces her friend, who accepts the gesture and wraps her arms around the fox kit. "Yeah! I saw your note.." She says as she pulls back from the hug and digs around in her pocket, retrieving a folded pink index card. "This is your's, right?" Esme asks Avery for confirmation, which she nods in response. "I got some friends I wanna show you, come on!" She then turns her back towards the kitten and trots towards the two older boys. Esme tilts her head and approaches at a slower and more cautious pace. The doberman blows a thick cloud of cigarette smoke into her face. Esme coughs and rubs at her eyes before looking up at the doberman, glaring. Already he was making a bad impression. He smirks and throws his cigarette to the ground, smothering it beneath his paw. "Sorry about that." He apologizes nonchalantly and spreads his arms across the back of the bench. Avery forces a chuckle from herself and then clears her throat. "This," She begins, making a gesture towards the doberman. "Is Daniel!" She introduces him with a wide enthusiastic smile. Daniel doesn't bother greeting Esme back. Avery moves to the other side of the bench to stand by a beagle. "And this is Lincoln!"

 Lincoln makes a gesture with his head, which Esme returns with a hesitant wave. "A-Are they usually this silent?" She turns to her friend. Esme's tail had started to bristle as she could see Daniel eyeing her from the corner of her vision. Avery looks back at the boys for a split second before turning her attention to Esme. "Ah, yeah, yeah..!" She replied and smiled towards the two canines. There was an awkward pause before Esme got the courage to say something. "So, uh..what did you want me for?"

 Avery turns to her and the light suddenly returns to her face. "Oh! I wanted to play a game!" She yips excitedly and takes Esme by the hand, dragging her to the monkey bars. Esme's fur stands on end out of surprise. "A-Ah, o-okay!" She stutters and nearly trips. Avery finally stops and turns to Esme, bouncing softly in place. "The game I wanna play is called Swinging Monkey!" She explains. Esme tilts her head in confusion. Avery then jumps again as another detail comes to her. "Daniel and Lincoln made it, by the way!" She credits the two boys. Anxiety settles onto Esme again and she turns to look back at them. Daniel is in the middle of pulling a rope out from a black backpack while Lincoln digs around in the same bag, pulling out a cylinder container of zipties. Esme turns back to Avery and lets out a small whimper. "I-I think I should go.." She mumbles and attempts to back away, but she bumps into something. She swiftly turns around to see Lincoln standing over her. She shrieks in surprise and makes a run for it, only to be tackled to the mulch by the beagle. She struggles and squirms, shouting and yelling underneath of him for help. "Avery! H-Help! Stop!" The last plead is directed towards Lincoln, who is pulling her arms behind her back in a rough fashion and secures a ziptie tightly over her wrists, binding them together. She struggles more but the attempts are futile. He yanks her up to her paws and holds her still. "Daniel, hurry the fuck up and strip her." He barks at the doberman, who pulls a pocket knife on Esme as he approaches. "Hold your damn horses." He growls and kneels down, beginning to saw through Esme's frock between her collar and moving down in a vertical line. Soon enough the tatters of her frock falls around her paws, revealing her plain white undergarments. Daniel quickly gets to work with those too, sawing through her panties and snapping her bra in two.

 "P-Please.." Esme whimpers and shakes as Daniel scans her now nude body hungrily, Avery doing the same in the back. "A-Avery.." Esme looks to her friend with misty eyes. "Avery, what's happening? What's going on..?" She nearly chokes on her words as they come out. "Swinging Monkey, silly! Didn't you forget we're playing a game?" She asks all to enthusiastically as she gestures Lincoln and Daniel closer, bringing Esme along with them. "I-I don't like this game..!" Esme whimpers her protest as Daniel loops the rope and coils around it, making a noose from it. He fastens it and holds it by the slack, approaching Esme and putting it over her neck. He tightens it around her throat and she lets out a surprised cough. "A-Avery, what're they gonna do to me..?" She asks with a quaking voice as Daniel throws the end of the rope over one of the bars.

 "Well, y'see, Esme.." Avery begins as she grabs her frock by the hem and pulls it upwards casually over her head, peeling it off of her body and revealing her half-nude figure to Esme. "You're gonna be the monkey..and monkeys are usually naked..right, Daniel?" She looks up to the Doberman who simply nods. "I told them that you don't hold onto monkey bars very good, so we thought of a solution! We're gonna help you and lift you up!" She exclaims. Esme's face contorts into a horrified grimace. "N-No! N-Not like this!" She shouts out. "T-This isn't right, you'll kill me..!" She cries, which Avery tilts her head. "Huh? No, Daniel said you'll be okay. He's older so he knows a whole lot.." She smiles. Lincoln moves behind of Daniel and picks up the rope draped along the mulch and wraps it around his fist. They both share an exchange of glances and nods. Avery notices them looking back at her with the rope in their hands and comes to a realization. "Oh! They're ready! On the count of three.." She begins. Esme shakes her head violently and cries out. "N-No! No no no, no! PLEASE!" She begs. "THREE!" Avery shouts suddenly and both Daniel and Lincoln pull with all their strength, lifting Esme from her paws easily.

"WAI-HRRk..!" Esme is cut off mid sentence as the rope digs into the flesh of her throat. She rotates and dangles like a fish at the end of a line, kicking her legs furiously in a desperate struggle. The world moves in a blur as she spins in place, sickly gags emitting from her throat as the rope chokes her mercilessly. "HrRRk..GlRK! HHH.." She wheezes and gasps, her eyes rolling in the back of her skull. Avery stands still as she watches the spectacle, cheering Esme on ignorantly. A full 20 seconds pass, and Avery shouts:"Okay, you can let her down now!"

 Esme drops to her feet and stumbles onto the mulch as both of the boys let go of the rope. She coughs and wheezes as she greedily inhales all the air she can get, her head throbbing with pain. "A-Avery..I nearly died..!" She sobs and chokes on her tears, which Avery returns with apathetic giggles. "You're alive right now! You were doing fiiiine.." She continues to brush off Esme's displeasure ignorantly. "We're gonna lift you up again on the count of three, seriously this time!" She informs. Esme's sobs gets louder. "P-Please, no..! It hurts, don't..!" She weakly begs. "One...THREE!" Avery shouts again, and Esme is lifted into the air once more. She dangles still in the shock of it before her kicks resume from earlier. She swings back and forth and gurgles. Daniel lets go off the rope, leaving Lincoln to take control. He moves infront of the struggling kitten, behind Avery, the bulge of his pants dig into Avery's nude back. Avery grinds her back against his crotch playfully and giggles. "Look at her struggle!" Daniel points and laughs at Esme. She gurgles and chokes and whines helplessly, drooling onto her fur. Her face is stained and matted with tears. The moment carries out longer than last time, and Lincoln finally drops her. Esme falls to the ground with a loud thud and immediately cries out, sobbing grossly and sniffling. Daniel fidgets with his belt and drops it to the mulch and drops his pants to his ankles before kicking them away. He pries his underwear off his tent and reveals his bright red knot to Esme. He pats it against her face and chuckles. "Pathetic little kitten, isn't she..?" He cooes and guides the tip to her lips. She turns her head away and whimpers. Daniel growls and yanks her by the fur to his cock again and infiltrates her mouth, immediately thrusting onto her tongue. She gags in disgust and struggles, only to have her head pushed further along Daniel's shaft. Avery knelt down beside Esme and pushed her head to his knot. "Daniel told me about this part..about his banana!" She giggles as she yanks Esme off of his shaft, only to plunge her further down. "Monkeys like bananas!" She exclaims. Daniel grunts and bucks his hips as he rides out an orgasm, squirting dobercum down Esme's throat. "Hhnnff..they suure dooo.." He groans and grunts. Esme snorts and coughs as the cum trickles down her sensitive esophagus and stimulates her gag reflex. Avery yanks Esme off of Daniel's knot roughly with a smile. Esme sobs quietly, finally defeated. She hangs her head low, her tears falling to the mulch.

 Daniel leaves the two to take his duty at the rope, patting Lincoln on the back for his turn up front. "Looks like they're gonna lift you again..this is the final round, I swear!" She smiles from ear to ear. Esme only whimpers and sniffles. "On the count of..three.." Avery repeats as she stumbles to her feet. "One..Two.." She starts slowly. Esme sits there on her knees with no reaction. She takes a deep shaky inhale as she tries to calm herself, but the breath is suddenly cut off. It takes her a minute to realize she's in the air again, her ascension silent. Avery lets out a surprised gasp. "Daniel! I didn't reach three yet! Stop!" She protests, but the boy ignores her. Lincoln pushes her away as he moves infront of Esme, standing at a distance so he doesn't get kicked in the snout. "HRRRk..HHh..HH..!" Esme chokes and gurgles. Her kicks were more violent than the last two sessions. She wiggled and struggled against her bonds with short bursts of energy. "P-Please! You're hurting her!" Avery cries out as she begins to sob, whimpering anxiously. "Shut the fuck up! You wanted this!" Lincoln snarls back at the kit and frightens her. His pants drop to his ankles and his scarlet rocket stands proud before the dangling kitten. "Daniel, lower her a bit so I can fuck her.." He says to the struggling doberman. He nods and lowers her a bit and Lincoln grabs Esme by the legs. She lets out a surprised gurgle and attempts a struggle but gives up halfway. "Stupid brat exhausted herself.." Lincoln grumbles as he guides his cock to Esme's sex. He parts her inner lips as his tip enters and without warning, plunges his cock deep into her. Esme screams as the cock thoroughly breaks her in. Lincoln starts to pump his hips upwards, grunting and growling. "Fuck, she's tight.." He remarks as he struggles to fit himself inside but inevitably succeeds in pushing more of his length further inside.

 "S-Stop! Please..! Stop, stop!" Avery sobs loudly and snivels, tugging at Lincoln's shirt desperately. "Please, she's hurt..!" She repeats herself franticly and cries out a wail. Lincoln continues to ignore her sobs. He holds his head up to the sky and drowns out both of the girl's noises as he climaxes, cumming into Esme. He pumps his hips with every squirt, making sure that every last drop he has to give end up inside of her. He pulls out, and a thick gush of cum spills to the mulch, thin strands of it dribbling from Esme's gaped sex as he drops her. She gurgles weakly, her vision and hearing fading out as darkness creeps all around her. A chill of impending death travels up her spine as she's gone deprived of oxygen for too long. She struggles further in one last attempt and to her surprise, feels ground. Daniel slowly puts her down onto her tippy toes. Esme's heart starts to pump furiously in a wave of excitement. Expecting to be lowered completely, she waits, wiggling and gurgling. Daniel's fingers peel off of the rope slowly to lure Esme further in. Suddenly, he gives a great tug and sends her into the air again. She lets out a surprised gurgle and her eyes go wide. She struggles for a few more seconds before her chokes started to cease and her movements stopped aswell. Her eyelids fluttered and drooped and her body gave a few last twitches. Avery stands still quietly in shock.

 Daniel lets Esme dangle there for a few more seconds. Her once pink lips were now blue and lolling tongue is swollen and purple. A yellow trickle of urine dribbles down her legs and onto the mulch as her corpse wets herself. Avery approaches hesitantly and pets her friend's leg. "I-Is..is she.." She stutters. Lincoln moves to the back where he helps Daniel throw the rope over the bar again, standing to his tippy toes to tie it to the metal. "Yup." Daniel finally answers Avery's question as he moves to the front and casually fingers Esme's sloppy pussy. "She's dead alright.."

Avery stands there, shocked and in awe, a small tingle starts to build up in her loins. She absentmindedly touches her genitals while staring up at Esme's dangling body. Lincoln and Daniel stand by her, hands both somewhere on her figure. She looks at the two of them and gulps nervously.

 "C-Can..can we do this again tomorrow?"