"The Unthinkable Bargain"

I swallowed hard, trying to push down the revulsion that threatened to overwhelm me. Halsin's eyes seemed to bore into my soul, and I could sense a malevolent force driving him forward. I knew that I had to think quickly, or risk being trapped in this twisted game. With a sense of desperation, I nodded my head in agreement. "Alright, Halsin. I'll do it," I said, the words feeling like acid on my tongue. Halsin's face lit up with a grotesque grin, and he let out a triumphant whoop. The patrons of the tavern looked on in confusion and horror, unsure of what to make of the scene unfolding before them. With a sweeping motion, Halsin grabbed me and spun me around, slamming me down onto the floor. I landed hard on the wooden planks, the wind knocked out of me. Before I could react, Halsin had straddled me, his massive thighs wrapping around my head like a vice. As he lowered himself down, I felt a wave of panic wash over me. His ass was enormous, a mountain of flesh that seemed to swallow me whole. I tried to push against him, but it was like trying to hold back a tidal wave. My body was shoved up into his crack, my face pressed deep into the darkness of his anus. I gagged and choked, the stench of Halsin's bowel movements filling my nostrils. It was like being buried alive in a pit of filth and decay. I felt my body being compressed, crushed by the sheer weight of Halsin's massive frame. As he began to defecate, I felt a deluge of excrement flood into my mouth. It was like a nightmarish vision come to life, a sickening and degrading spectacle that seemed to have no end. I gagged and retched, but Halsin just laughed, his voice booming through the tavern like a triumphant cry. The patrons looked on in stunned silence, their faces pale with horror. Some of them turned away, unable to bear the sight of the twisted ritual unfolding before them. Others seemed frozen in place, unsure of what to do. As for me, I was trapped in a living hell, my body and mind subjected to a torment that seemed to have no escape. And Halsin, the monstrous figure who had orchestrated this twisted spectacle, seemed to be savoring every moment of it, his laughter and groans of pleasure echoing through the tavern like a demented hymn.