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∙ Visits to Club X (1)
Today it was Susan’s turn to cook, and as usual, she showed up at the club’s member shopping center.
No one is capable of recognizing the original owners of flesh from the pieces or chunks of flesh that have been cut into them, and Susan bought a beautiful piece of loin and buttock that just a few days ago belonged to some beauty’s body! But there’s really no point in thinking much about such things; when your number’s up, so will you be, and so will everybody!
Still, Susan was a little crazily obsessed with making delicious dinners out of elbows that had once belonged to some girl’s body.
Caroline might be surprised to find out why her roommate had such a peculiar hobby: simply watching the meat rotate endlessly on the barbecue fork would bring Susan to orgasm. Even if it wasn’t that funny, it was embarrassing.
But, in fact, there was really nothing strange about the orgasms that resulted from this, Caroline just didn’t know the mystery.
Susan was very good at cooking the ingredients she chose to use, and Caroline often wondered where she’d learned this art of broiling meat.
Of course Susan knew exactly where all this fine meat came from, and Susan often imagined that her own body could be eaten by others like the elbows on her table. She knew that a girl as fit and toned as she was was perfect for being grilled whole, and that girls with attractive bodies were always worn on the barbecue grill and slowly roasted, and in fact, not most of them deserved to be handled that way!
At every Bobby Q’s party, Susan carefully watched the reactions of the girls being roasted alive, wondering if they really felt as comfortable as their constant writhing on the barbecue pole gave the impression they were. But, in any case, there was nothing in the world as tender and delicious as the flesh of a young girl being cooked alive.
Susan thought Caroline was a pretty good roommate; she’d moved in with Susan shortly after her cousin had been disposed of, and hey, they both used the word “disposed of” instead of the blood-soaked words “eaten” or “executed”! They both use the word “processed” instead of “eaten” or “executed” which have gory connotations.
A year ago, Susan attended that unforgettable Bobby Q. It was so delicious that Susan will never forget it and Susan’s cousin kept a smile on her face until they started cutting into the delicious grilled meat on her body.
Susan was proud of her cousin and has missed her and her physical deliciousness.
Susan attended such parties regularly and kept them a secret from her other friends. Susan sometimes wondered if she had ever been to one, and often thought that the Bobby Q parties were just her own orgasm-inducing fantasies.
However, Susan now had to find a girl to be her new partner for a new Bobby Q that was to be held in a few days, preferably one with breasts as high as her own, and an eroticism as susceptible to the slightest stimulus to orgasm as her own. Every time she thought about it, Susan had to restrain herself from having an easy orgasm, and she hoped that she would be lucky enough to find this candidate.
Susan’s behavior in certain situations seemed a bit odd to the others, and usually, she was careful to keep all her things safe. However, one time she got careless and left a magazine on the table to be discovered by Caroline.
It was a magazine that Caroline had never seen before, Caroline opened the magazine carelessly, it was an internal publication issued by some club. At first Caroline found the content of the magazine to be quite ordinary, then suddenly she turned to the centerfold, which showed a picture of a girl being executed by hanging by her neck, the girl was completely naked, her pubic hair had been shaved to the bone, her body was very fit and mature, and her hands were tightly tied behind her back with ropes.
Caroline couldn’t help but shudder, her nipples involuntarily bulging and hardening as the girl’s characteristic honeydew moistened her clit.
Caroline found herself squirming as she watched this horrible scene… “No good! Susan is coming back, we must put the magazine back immediately, we can’t let her know…” “Aha! What are you doing?” Susan grabbed the magazine.
Caroline tried to pretend as best she could that nothing had happened, and Susan almost had her captured, so close! Caroline’s hands were shaking for a good long while.
Caroline had known before that Susan often attended some sort of mysterious party that seemed to take place somewhere far away, and Caroline wondered how often that particular party took place.
In fact, it took Susan several days to calm down after each party, and then calmly wait for an invitation letter to the next one. Of course, such invitations came via E-mail to Susan’s secret mailbox, a secret that Susan carefully kept from her, but the more mysterious Susan was, the more she piqued Caroline’s curiosity.
Susan also dressed very oddly whenever she attended such a party, if it could also be called dressing: because she wore almost nothing! Apparently, nudity was allowed, if not required, at that party.
Once, the edge of the robe on Susan’s body scraped against the doorknob on her way out the door, and Caroline noticed a disc with numbers written on it hanging from a gold pussy ring she wore on her shaved pussy lips on Susan’s bare bottom.
In fact, the pussy ring wasn’t a great surprise to Caroline; many fashionable girls wore such things on their private parts these days, and Caroline had worn them herself. Susan was a bit different though, she wore rings on both her clitoris and nipples, and liked to hang a little bell on them, especially at Christmas time.
However, the number Susan wears on her body is indeed something unusual, so what exactly does it mean?
Caroline envisioned many possibilities, but none of them explained the significance of this numbering.
The number plates on Susan’s lower body are very fine, much finer than those that hang on the girls at modeling shows or pageants.
The next day, Susan went to a date with a friend at the gymnastics gym in the neighborhood, and Caroline knew she wouldn’t be back for at least an hour or two.
Upon hearing Susan’s car drive away, Caroline couldn’t wait to get into Susan’s little room.
Her heart was beating fiercely; the magazines were locked in a small metal box at the foot of Susan’s bed, and Caroline looked around in frustration for any way she could open the box.
Suddenly, she found a jewelry box in the drawer of the small desk next to her bed, containing Susan’s little gold, necklace and those little bells haha and a small, dainty set of keys!
Inside the iron box there are only a few magazines, the cover of the magazine is monotonous black, only the name of the magazine is printed: “Delicious Cuisine”, the date of issue and issue number, looking at the table of contents of the magazine seems to be an internal publication specially provided for the reference of certain types of gourmets.
However, when Caroline opened the magazine to read the contents, she was surprised to find that it was all about making and cooking human flesh! It seems that Susan’s secret is that she’s in some sort of extraordinary gourmet cooking club, never just any gourmet cooking club!
Caroline flipped carefully through the magazine, which contained detailed illustrations of a horrible looking machine, apparently used to get girls ready for barbecuing.
One model of the machine was known as the Jessica 3000, a machine that appeared several other times in other articles. The design was indeed ingenious, it occurred to Caroline that after the girl knelt on the machine with her thighs spread apart, her body would be fastened tightly and horizontally to the table by several levers and straps, her shoulders would be supported by a cradle which would then fasten her neck forward with straps, and the girl’s chin would be supported on another small table. Although the girl couldn’t move in the slightest, it looked like a pretty comfortable position to be in.
Caroline felt that the magazines were more about stories of various kinds, and most of them were accompanied by beautiful illustrations.
In one story, a beautiful, dedicated young TV hostess named Meredith visits a famous Bobby Q’s restaurant and interviews the chef about his experience butchering and cooking human bodies.
The young hostess asks the chef to do a live performance with her body in front of the camera, while she keeps reporting on the feelings of the treated girl herself. Even while naked and strapped to the Jessica 3000 ready to be automatically pierced by the machine she had no idea what was about to happen! She also looked very comfortable as the chef inserted the barbecue fork deep into her vagina ready to start the piercing.
Then, after pressing the “Execute” button, a harmless performance suddenly turns into a real slaughter.
That young hostess even went on and on about what her body was feeling while the piercing was going on, until the pierced barbecue fork finally came out of her mouth. It seemed that as soon as that machine started running there was no way to stop it.
Caroline could hardly believe what she was reading.
Of course, she’d actually tasted the human body, as Susan had done for dinner yesterday!
She was now beginning to imagine what it felt like when a girl was alive and impaled and being roasted, and the sight of Meredith’s jaws fastened above Jessica 3000’s workbench was enough to send shivers down Caroline’s spine and make her legs weak, and her privates begin to moisten.
This horrible thing looks but very sexy, and the person who is executed will surely be very sexy too! Caroline couldn’t wait to flip up a few other magazines to find more stories about Jessica 3000.
She found many articles, and in several of them some of the victims had pressed the “execute” button themselves.
Apparently there are tons of volunteers at the club, no wonder the club has been underground.
She read another story called “The Painful Pleasures of the Carnival,” in which a girl puts herself up for sale at a carnival, where she is bought by a chef who then ropes her onto a giant metal platter.
The chef then flipped a switch on a machine that was placed under her legs and a long spiked rod plunged deep into her vagina before expanding to about 4 inches in diameter.
The chef then pulled a handle, and with a “puff”, the girl’s guts were sucked out of the tube and dropped onto the plate under her ass.
It does take a lot of courage, especially when you don’t know what’s going to happen next!
Caroline could imagine what it must have felt like when the poor girl’s abdomen was suddenly sucked empty.
But the special ordeal to which the girl was subjected did not end there.
After removing the machine, the chef cut open the girl’s abdomen and filled the girl’s empty belly with stuffing, and then that girl’s body was coated with another layer of special grease and syrup before being pushed into the oven.
A few other stories had something to do with cleaning out a girl’s insides, though none were as special and immersive as this one.
Caroline flipped back to the story of Meredith, a story that came with tons of illustrations.
Caroline saw that when Meredith was threaded on the barbecue fork, there was a knife underneath her stomach cutting through her abdominal cavity, and her intestines and guts were running down a diagonal groove from the incision in her abdomen into a box.
Caroline suddenly felt weak in her knees, as if her own intestines and guts had been hollowed out in this way.
Apparently, the girls had to be gutted before the sizzling began.
Suddenly, it occurred to Caroline that one day she herself might be strapped into a machine like that, and the heat beneath her legs would remind her of the sensation of running hot water over her pussy in the shower.
She went into orgasm, her clitoris melting in fiery touches, she was fantasizing about the sensation of being impaled on a barbecue fork and racked over a pit of fire, her whole body trembled at the sensation, and she knew that it was an extremely violent orgasm.
Visiting Club X (2)
“Caroline! What are you doing in my room? How did you open my safe?” Caroline jumped up in surprise as she tried in vain to hide the magazine she had surreptitiously removed from Susan’s safe, having been so absorbed in reading it earlier that she had completely lost track of time.
“Oh… ah… I’m sorry, I was just looking through your magazine, Susan.” “You did a good job! Must have been in my room all afternoon!”
“Eh, I guess probably!”
“You’ve found out my little secret now, haven’t you?”
“Oh, I don’t know, but those stories are just wonderful!”
“Sure! But not as exciting as the real thing. How do you feel about watching girls strapped to machines ready to be pierced and sizzled with your own eyes? It’s something that’s really easy to arrange, just come with me to the club and have some fun. You could even try it yourself!”
Caroline’s heart almost stopped. It was incredible, the idea was truly irresistible, and she knew she couldn’t resist it any longer, and it was all her own fault.
“What do you mean? Try it yourself, Susan, didn’t you say…”
“Volunteers are always welcome at the club, if you wish.”
“Are you saying that I volunteered myself to be impaled by a barbecue fork on a Jessica 3000 machine? But that’s something a little too outrageous, isn’t it?”
“Oh! No, when you become a member of this private club, it’s all actually completely legal, and we’ll never waste any human bodies. You don’t actually have to dedicate yourself directly, we have strict rules about dedication.”
“Regulations?”
“Right! The first is dress. You have to be completely naked in the club, and they’ll mark you with a special number on your labia.”
Caroline nodded, that’s where the number on Susan came from.
“At each party there is a drawing to determine who gets processed for dinner. They let you know in advance if you will be on the list to be drawn at the party. Usually, they draw one of three girls and if you are chosen, you have to be processed.”
“Oh! Good heavens, Susan! You’ve been drawn and quartered yourself once, haven’t you? That must have been very exciting!” “Exactly! It’s an unbelievably exciting feeling when you’re standing on the stage and you hear them announce the number of the girl next to you, because there’s a very good chance that you’ll be chosen, too. I often shiver all day after that, but once you join the club you have to attend these parties, especially if you need to be drawn, there’s no way to escape. And once when your number is picked there is just as no escape. But people have told me that the thing that is more exciting than not being chosen is actually being chosen yourself, and every time I’ve seen girls go into orgasm when their number is called. This is followed by more and higher orgasms when they are strapped to the machines for processing, which they say are the most violent and exciting orgasms a girl can experience.” “I suppose we girls would feel that way when we were executed that way, but would it hurt?” Caroline asked softly.
“Hilariously, people say that when a girl experiences that very intense pain, she feels a great deal of euphoria. In reality, we don’t feel too much pain, the main thing we feel is actually the pleasure of orgasm!” Caroline laughed: “I’ve often been told not to talk when my mouth is full.” Susan smiled.
Caroline is a great fit for club membership and she’s sure to stand out at the Bobby Q Gala. Caroline’s body is well-proportioned and fit, with a voluptuous body filled with firm muscles. Caroline’s favorite sport is swimming, a sport that fills her body with muscle strength and vitality.
Susan also went to the gym as often as she did to maintain her torso, and in any case it was the duty of the club’s members to keep their bodies healthy and fit. However, until today Susan had been skeptical that Caroline would actually be interested in the club, now there was no longer any doubt! Caroline obviously wanted to know more.
“So is it true that you have a Jessica 3000, like the one pictured in the magazine?” “Yes, we haven’t completely phased out that old model yet, but several newer model machines are in final testing now. You can see all the models of the machine in the club, including the newest ones.” “Wow!”
“All you need to do is just join the club.”
“How do I participate?”
“I’ll contact them today, and you’ll just come with me to the next party.” “But what about the membership number?”
“That’s easy, they’ll put a pussy ring and a new number on your labia after you sign the initiation agreement.”
“You mean I have to wear them all the time?”
“Yes, we all must. Also, we must be ready to respond to emergency calls.” “Emergency call?”
“They sometimes have private parties by invitation. Mainly because they’ve found new volunteers, some of their family members, sometimes their friends, so they need to get a couple more girls to fill in. There are also times when it’s because they need to find a girl or two to experiment on a new machine, but that doesn’t happen very often.”
“Oh, yeah.” Caroline didn’t quite get it yet, but she decided she wanted to experience it for herself.
“You could be waiting a long time before being chosen, and Jessica looks so marvelous that anyone would be more than happy to climb up if chosen.”
“Every time we have a great Bobby Q and you get a very strong sexual stimulation, and there are so many other wonderful things full of pain and euphoria to do in the club, you just have to relax and enjoy it.”
“…and orgasm!”
Susan smiled, “Of course!”
“So when can I join?”
“The next party is the day after tomorrow, so you have plenty of time to prepare.”
“That still depends on whose number is picked!”
Susan laughed.
“Do you wish you had been chosen yourself?”
Susan gazed at Caroline’s beautiful blue eyes for a long time, then smiled and said, “Will it? By the way, we won’t necessarily be drawn this time, they always let you know at the last minute.” “I feel really excited Susan, I can’t believe this is all true.” “I understand, I’m happy for you.”
At night, Caroline tossed and turned, unable to sleep, her mind filled with visions of Jessica’s machine, and she was still very eager to know what the new model would look like. Obviously, many girls must have been used to test the new machine before it was finally put to use, and her heart was beating with excitement.
The evening of the day the party was to take place, Caroline took a meticulous full-body shower, and then she spent a long time shaving her entire body of sweaty hair and armpits, rubbing on talcum powder, and spritzing her body with her best perfume.
It was such a funny rule that girls had to wear a pussy ring on their pussies, she fantasized about wearing a belt in that ring and then having one pair of wrists tied behind her back, at which point someone could take her down with just a tug on the belt, she hadn’t come across anything so exciting before, and maybe her whole life would be changed forever because of it.
Caroline found a belted long coat that would cover her naked body like a dress.
She went to the front of the mirror to admire her figure, she was wearing a pair of leather sandals with a high heel, the jacket only came up to her mid-thighs, her white shiny calves held up by the high heels showing beautiful lines, her strong knees and plump half-jointed thighs were exposed.
She laughed softly, envisioning how others would be amazed if she just bent over or climbed up a ladder and someone else saw her infinite springtime under the hem of her dress! It was so much fun.
“Hey, Caroline, you ready?”
“Ready. How do I look?”
“Outstanding! I’ve got a surprise for you: I just called and they told me that we’re both going to be drawn together tonight, is that exciting enough for you?”
“Oh…” Caroline’s heart felt as if it had been punched by someone else, and the hidden organ between her legs began to tremble with excitement; it was so exciting! So soon! She wished she could experience what it was like to not be chosen and what it was like to be chosen, but if only one of them was chosen between the two of them, then the other would need to find a new roommate after her roommate had been processed into a delicious barbecue.
She couldn’t help but smile; it was such a good idea to recycle volunteers like that!
As the time approached, Caroline felt more and more nervous and uneasy. After a few minutes of what she felt was an infinitely long time, a car drove up to their room.
“Coming!” Susan exclaimed gleefully.
Caroline began to wonder if she really should go with her!
Inside a luxurious mid-sized bus sat two passengers, both men, both of whom Susan apparently knew.
“Hello, Ted! Hello, Derek! This is Caroline, she’s going with us tonight.” “Hi! Caroline.” Ted gave her a warm smile, “You sure are a delightful new companion.”
“Hello!” Derek said, “Even in that jacket, you’re mouth-watering.” “Not so fast, guys! She hasn’t even been to our place yet!” Caroline was happy, it felt good to be appreciated, after all it was just a fantasy, wasn’t it!
Not too long afterward, they arrived at the club. In the checkroom of the club’s plush foyer, the valet helped Susan remove her coat and checked her number plate.
“It’s good to see you again, ma’am.” The waiter said while hanging her coat on the hook labeled with her number.
“Hello Thomas.” Susan replied.
“You must be the new lady.” He turned to Caroline and said, “We’ll get you set up right away!” He turned to Susan again, “Surely you know where to take her?” “Of course, Thomas, I’ll take care of her.”
“Stay close to me, Caroline. It’s a bad idea to get caught by someone without a number plate, they used to hang girls without number plates right over there.”
Caroline followed her friend warily; would they really hang a girl alive for not wearing a number plate?
Visiting Club X (3)
The receptionist was in a converted stable across the field. She was a dark-skinned nude beauty who also wore beautiful rings on her nipples that looked like they were made of white gold. It was a strange feeling to see a fully nude, but businesslike girl sitting behind a desk at work.
“This is Caroline, she’s the new member I told you about.”
“Oh! Is that so! Hello Caroline, this is Zoë. I have the forms ready for you, please wait.” Zona opened a drawer and quickly pulled out a stack of form documents: “Fill in your address and date of birth here, and sign your name here, and here.”
“Okay, that’ll do it. David!” She called out.
A buff, muscular waiter appeared with just a couple of belts hanging off his body, and that plaything of his was surprisingly large, even when it wasn’t yet erect.
“Please take… um… Ms. Caroline to register, her number is 834,” she smiled at Susan: “It will be ready in a moment, you can sit down here and wait.” “Thanks! Johanna.”
“I suppose they’ve told you you’re going to be in the draw tonight?”
“Right! I admit to myself that I’m very excited right now, for the second time in my life.” “Good! I’m going to join you in the draw after I’ve done all this desk work, and this is the ninth time I’ve stood in the queue to be drawn, and I think I might not be able to stand still in a minute.” “What number are you, Zona?”
Zona smiled and stood up to show Susan the little sign hanging from her clean pussy lips, her number was 361.
“Such a small number. Not many girls with such a small number are still in the world.” “Of course, I was the last one before 472.”
“You must have seen many girls come and go?”
“That’s right. Came and went!” The two girls laughed.
“You’ve been here a long time yourself, haven’t you?”
“Um, my number is 644, and I’ve been attending for almost a year.” “Almost, and I’ve been there just over two years.”
“Maybe both of our numbers will be picked tonight.”
“Who knows! It’s been said before, and anyway, I’ve never been chosen yet. But I get a great thrill every time I go to wash my body.”
“Right! I really enjoyed that last time, too, but actually being handled would probably be more enjoyable than just being cleaned.”
At that moment, Caroline returns, looking pleased with herself: a small disk hangs prominently over her freshly shaved labia.
“Hey! Susan, look! They even shaved me, and I can’t figure out why I never thought to do that before!”
“It’s perfect for you, Caroline, you’re a real beauty!”
“And look what they did to my hands!” She turned around and showed them her wrists, which were securely handcuffed together in a tiny cuff: “I can’t even touch my own body now.” “Well,” Susan smiled, “of course you can’t, that’s the trick. Does it feel good now?”
“Oh! Of course!”
“Guess what? Zona’s going to be drawn with us later, and she’s going to stand with us.” “Really? I thought you didn’t have to be on the number! Zoana.”
“I just told Susan that tonight is my ninth time on stage.”
“Geez! You’re so lucky.”
“That’s right, every time you go on stage you have twice the chance of not being selected, and there’s another drawing before you go on stage to determine those members who need to go on stage to be drawn, so if there are enough candidates you have a chance of not being selected every time, so everyone has the same chance every time.”
“Probably… but could it be that some girls will never be chosen and others will be chosen the first time? It still doesn’t seem fair.”
“But don’t you think that if a girl doesn’t get picked this time, then she’ll be more willing to cooperate next time?”
Zona defended, “I like this approach because until you’re actually chosen, no one knows what you’ll be dealt with, so there’s no need for you to mull things over until you’re dealt with.” “Oh, I see. Anyway, I’ll find out how that feels when they start the lottery in a little while.”
“Of course. Trying them once and then forgetting them is the best way.” “Okay, I’ll try to forget them. Zona, but I’m so excited right now, it’s like there’s no way to not think about it.”
“OK! Girls, I’m done with the paperwork now and we can stay together all night.”
Caroline followed the others across the field yard, feeling a little shy because her hands were cuffed behind her back and she couldn’t cover her bare, freshly shaved pussy, and hung with a pussy ring and number plate.
David and a couple of other similarly attired attendants were already busy cleaning out the shed.
The smell was horrible and the sheds looked like converted milking sheds. The tiled roof of the shed sloped inward, and a drainage ditch ran through the center of the shed. The inside of the shed was neatly tiled, and several stall beds were set up against the walls, each with some odd piece of equipment in the center, suspended from the roof by metal rods crossed over each other, with many pulleys and other attachments. In front of each bed was a special rubber hose with a nozzle, carefully rolled to one side.
Caroline didn’t understand what the other leather tubes with tiny, round spikes attached to the wall behind the stall beds were for.
On the opposite wall was a drainage trough with hooks and racks full of coiled ropes, chains, and handcuffs, and several of the stall beds already had girls hanging from them with their wrists suspended high above the roof.
“Girls, you have your choice of stall beds #3, #8 and #9. Get going!” Caroline obediently walked over to the 3 good stall bed and David unlocked her handcuffs and held her hands high above her head. A rope dangled from the overhead rack and her joined wrists were securely wrapped around it. He then elevated Caroline’s body by pulling the rope through a pulley until he pulled her feet up to a distance of about a foot off the floor. He then tied two ropes secured to the wall to each of Caroline’s right and left ankles, spreading her legs so wide apart to either side that Caroline felt she could not struggle on her own.
“All right. Now let’s get you cleaned up!” He turned back to a bucket behind the stall bed and grabbed a handful of ointment: “Is this your first time? Little girl.”
“Oh! Yes!”
“Ah… of course… I just put the ring on your pussy! Don’t be afraid, it won’t hurt too much.” He showed Caroline the ointment in his hand: “This is a by-product of our previous parties. There’s always some grease left over from cooking, and you know we always make the most of our prey and try not to waste them.” At the same time, he slid his hands between Caroline’s parted legs and applied the cream to her tightly clenched anus: “Relax, darling. Take it easy!”
The nozzle felt cool and hard, and although Caroline struggled a few times, it slid smoothly into her ass.
He wrenched down a handle and the nozzles began to expand inside Caroline’s body, the hose hanging heavy underneath the nozzles and she couldn’t get them out.
He turned on the faucet and Caroline felt a warm jet of water rush into her guts, and in a moment she felt uncomfortable holding and rising as her stomach filled with water.
“Stop it… stop it! I can’t take it anymore!”
David just smiled and ignored her. When he finally turned off the valve, she already felt like her stomach was going to explode any minute.
“Now stay like that for a little while, good girl, and let the cleanser do its work. We want your bowels all clean.”
“But… but I’m just going to be drawn!”
“Of course, my dear. All the girls in the draw will have to go through this. It avoids unpleasant surprises, and it saves time after the draw. None of us want to wait too long before dinner starts, do we! And this cleansing won’t actually hurt anyone.” “Oh!”
Five minutes later he wrenched back the handle and yanked the nozzle out of her. A flood of water erupted from her anus, embarrassing her like she had never felt before. The warm water was filled with the cleaning agent and the filth from her body.
Even more embarrassing was the fact that such a cleaning was done a second and third time. Of course, on the third time, all that came out of her ass was water and flopping foamy cleaner.
The water that came out the last time was very satisfying to him; there was no longer any filth in it.
He carefully washed her bottom a few more times with the hose: “There, darling, done.” Caroline wiggled her body to thank him as she was lowered onto the hanger, and then a large washcloth quickly wiped her entire body clean.
“Now get up there with the other girls, honey!”
Before leaving the shed, the girls’ hands were crossed and tied behind their backs with a soft, but strong, Japanese rope knotted and bleached. Caroline found it incredibly exciting to realize that her wrists were more immobile when bound with this rope than when handcuffed together.
She obediently followed the other girls onto the long stage that was raised high and faced the audience. Susan managed to stand beside her, it was nice to have someone who had been through it all before by her side.
She had never yet set out to envision what it would be like to be completely naked and with her hands bound in full view of everyone. It was an extremely special experience, especially when she heard several people at a nearby table commenting on her body, all of whom were obviously very eager to savor the delicious taste of her body after it had been pierced and sizzled over the Bobby Q pit.
She could even feel the heat of Bobby Q’s bonfire from the stage, and there were at least three of them over there.
Suddenly her neck was stretched hard and bolted to a noose, and she looked around in amazement at a wooden beam above the heads of the girls on the stage, from which a number of nooses had fallen.
That’s when her toes were stretched a little harder and she was also strapped into a noose.
“Susan, what’s going on?” She called up.
“It’s okay, Caroline. It’s just routine. They don’t want any of us to run away after the results of the lottery are announced.”
“Don’t worry, Susan. I’m not running away anywhere.” She said snidely.
Caroline could see Zona standing at the end of the line, and she looked very calm. Caroline wondered how she managed to be so calm after eight draws.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I will now announce the results of the draw, until then, please enjoy admiring these girls who will be dedicated to tonight’s party.”
People applauded loudly.
“First, as a rule, we must grade these flesh and stamp them with a certificate. Tonight Mr. Hill will do this honorably.”
All the girls’ torsos were being pinched and pricked by the expert on the stage, and Caroline saw the famous slaughter expert approaching her. He slipped his expert human evaluation fingers under her ass, testing the texture of the muscles in her thighs, stroking her clitoris, checking their fullness.
He was muttering something uncontrollably as he plunged his fingers deep into her cunt.
“Now test the texture of your muscles, girl, and please clench as hard as you can.” Caroline obediently clamped down hard on the fingers inserted into her cunt and he smiled with satisfaction, “That was excellent, good girl. That’s the best cunt I’ve seen in years.”
He muttered to himself as he zapped and pinned her round ass and high breasts with a bamboo skewer, finally ending his examination.
“No. 834, U.S. Extreme!” He announced loudly.
Caroline was very proud of herself, although most of the girls were rated as “excellent” and only Zona was rated as “superior”, but that didn’t really matter.
Caroline flinched involuntarily as she felt a tingle when he placed the hot rank evaluation stamp on the top of her right butt-cheek.
“Welcome to the club, Caroline.”
Susan said happily, “It’s okay. It’s all part of the fun, and the quick marks will soon wear off. I bet you never thought you’d be rated as the best meat, how do you feel now?” “Pretty strange, but exciting, and I’m starting to believe they’re not kidding. Are they really going to roast and eat the three girls in our midst?”
“I bet they will! In a little while they’ll announce those lucky winners.” “You mean the winners, Susan?”
“Of course.”
Caroline smiled, what a hero!
“Ladies and gentlemen, I am very pleased to find that each of the girls on stage waiting to be selected has pleased our chef immensely, and Mr. Hill, please give my compliments to these girls who are happy to give of their wonderful bodies.”
Another long-lasting round of applause.
“Now I’ll announce the first number drawn.” He paused.
“Ladies and gentlemen, first up, and I think you’ll all agree, a very attractive and coveted beauty. Our first winner, is… No. 644… Ms. Susan!” Caroline could hardly believe this. Susan had already been chosen, and there were two more positions to follow. She glanced at her friend standing beside her and realized that she was trembling all over from extreme excitement.
“Susan it’s you! I can’t believe it!”
“Ah! Caroline… oh!” She was so excited: “I can’t… believe it!” The host raised another number. Caroline was beginning to tremble as well, and there were still two more girls to be chosen.
“The next lovely girl we dedicate to the Bobby Q Gala tonight is one of the newest numbers, this being her first time attending the club: Miss Caroline, number 834!” The moment she heard her name, Caroline winced as she was mesmerized and envisioned the guests at the party savoring the tender flesh of her body.
She was conscious of the fact that she could no longer escape this, and that in a few minutes she would be experiencing for herself what it felt like to have this horrible thing happen to her body.
She felt herself going into another orgasm, the honeydew from her own little bottom hole had moistened her freshly shaved labia, and her clit was engorged with blood and rising from her orgasm.
Caroline peeked over the edge at Susan, who was already convulsing violently from her orgasm.
People applauded loudly from the stage, but the host continued his announcement.
“Finally, I’m sure everyone loves our Zona, whose number has lasted the longest, and who has obviously waited too long to dedicate her pretty body to the table of us all. Today her wish is coming true, ladies and gentlemen, let’s congratulate her!” There was an even louder round of applause, and it was clear that Zona was well liked.
Caroline noticed two crystalline tears hanging above Susan’s cheeks; after tasting the delicacy of the human body so many times, it must have been hard to restrain the feelings of excitement at the prospect of giving her body away.
She felt that she was probably very lucky to have been chosen on her first try, and the feeling of being enjoyed by someone else on her first visit to such a club called for more intoxication than the enjoyment of someone else’s flesh.
The other six girls who hadn’t been chosen let out a long breath as their nooses were released and the ropes binding their wrists untied, with the exception of one, who looked a little dissatisfied.
David patted her ass: “That’s okay, Lynn Tartar. We’ll make you a special dedication next week if you like!”
Her eyes lit up, “Oh, David, can I? That would be so special.” “Honey, it’s okay. Volunteers are always welcome. I’m sure you’d be great, we’ll see you next time.”
“Oh! Thank you, David. I look forward to that day coming sooner rather than later.” She kissed him warmly then walked away, obviously very pleased with his arrangements.
Caroline felt herself feeling much more relaxed after her toes were released, however, David slipped another strap into the cunt ring she wore on her lower back and then pulled on it to yank her forward.
As a girl, with her hands crossed and tied behind her back and being pulled by such a strap there was no chance of struggling. She followed David very meekly, carefully feeling the marvelous sensation of the cunt ring hanging from her pussy being tugged around.
At first glance, the shed where the treatment was carried out was very similar to the one where the body had just been cleaned, with the difference that it was fenced with timber at the front. The shed was tiled and a set of drains ran through the center of the shed with several smaller drains alongside. Where the beds were supposed to be was a platform that required several steps to get up, with several different pieces of equipment resting on top of it.
Caroline immediately noticed that the machine was very similar to the Jessica 3000.
A shelf beside it was filled with gleaming steel piercing rods, which were about eight feet long, and were moistened and pointed at the top, so that it was evident that they had been manufactured in large numbers.
The other machine looked pretty scary too, and she recognized it as a fully automated guillotine. That guillotine had a chute made of metal and a row of hooks on the wall next to it to hoist the victims. There was also a vertically placed machine that also resembled the Jessica 3000, but with a more complex design.
Caroline’s body began to shiver, Jessica 3000 was scary enough.
David bolted the leash that was tugging on Caroline to a hook on the wall, she tugged on the leash a few times to try it out, it hurt and she couldn’t go anywhere.
“You’ll just wait here until we’re done with both of them, since it’s your first time here and they’ve already seen it as it turns out. You’ll be able to enjoy it more if you know what’s going to happen later.” “David’s right, Caroline. I don’t care to go first. You’ll realize later that it feels even better when you experience it with your own body.” Susan said.
“Oh! Okay, Susan. Thanks.”
She smiled bravely at Caroline as David led Susan over to Jessica 3000.
She meekly parted her legs and knelt on the platform, after which her knees and shoulders were tightly secured with straps.
Then he locked the metal cuffs that secured Susan’s ankles and neck.
She tried to move, and it was clear that there was no possibility of movement at all; her chin was pressed firmly against the counter that supported it.
Caroline saw that Susan’s pussy was already wet with love juices, her labia had become shamefully moist, and her clit was visibly rising with arousal.
David began to coat Susan’s bottom with a generous amount of freshly extracted grease from the girl’s body as he skillfully stroked her labia, which had thickened and enlarged with excitement. He then stuck a needle with a thin tube attached to the back into Susan’s nipple and tightened the set screw.
“Ahhh! Ohh! It hurts!” Susan yelled.
“You know it, girl. The more pain you feel now, the better you’ll taste at the table later. So just stop complaining and bear it!”
Caroline’s body began to squirm, she could imagine how Susan was feeling right now, especially when it was your best friend who was being tortured in front of you.
The barbecue forks for piercing seemed to be about an inch in diameter, and David mounted one on the machine with a crisp clink of metal. As he slid the bar forward, the tip of the bar emitted a glint of cold light.
Susan instinctively jerked a few times the moment the cool tip of the pole made contact with her pussy. Caroline also shuddered involuntarily as she saw the pole continue its slow but steady penetration into her friend’s cunt.
First, the tip of the pole spread the lips of her cunt out to the sides, and then gradually widened her glistening cunt from being saturated with love juices and oils, until her entire cunt was wrapped tightly around the pole.
As she watched, Caroline thought that the pole was designed to fit right into the girl’s pussy, and she became mesmerized.
David continued to apply more grease between Susan’s ass cheeks, “This is our Jessica 4000,” he explained to Caroline, “This model of machine also has an auxiliary fork, let me show you how this auxiliary fork works.”
He showed Caroline a spike like the enema nozzle tip used in the washroom, “This button turns on the cutter.” He pressed a button and a row of sharp steel teeth began to rotate around the spike.
“I still don’t get it.”
“It’s really quite simple. When this spike is inserted into Susan’s anus, and when she’s pierced, these cutters open up her abdomen, and then her intestines and guts come out into the collection box underneath the machine. Older models of the machine would make a very dirty and messy mess. Now, I can just stick this spike in her anus and use it to make a tube to flush all her guts out the back.” “Oh.”
He laughed: “Things are always getting better.”
The pointy mouth penetrated Susan’s rectum through the anus smoothly, and then he pressed a button to make it expand inside her.
“Now, girl, we need to start processing. The others can hardly wait.” Caroline shuddered: “Can… can I push the button, sir?” “Oh, that’s unusual, but since you’re good friends. Come a little this way, turn around, and I’ll put the control box in your hand. Can you feel the buttons?” “Yes, thanks. Susan, are you ready?”
“That’s a good idea, Caroline. I wish I could do that for you too.” “OK, I’m going to push the button now!”
“Ahhhhh! WHOOOOOOOO! I feel that thing going through me! It hurts, ouch! It’s sticking through my stomach. It’s tickling my nub… too much… I’m going to… ohh… ohh… now it’s going into my stomach! It’s… going down my throat… Oooooomphhh!” The blood-drenched tip of the rod passed smoothly through Susan’s open mouth, but the glistening rod didn’t stop right away; it continued to move forward until it was about a foot long from Susan’s mouth. long.
The body of the girl threaded on the pole continued to squirm violently, though eventually she grew quiet.
“Awesome!” David said, clearly pleased with her performance.
“Now, my girl,” he turned to Caroline, “you can see down there to clean out her intestines and guts, come a little this way for a better view.”
After he pressed the button, a vaguely thin red line appeared on Susan’s stomach as the cutting knife moved back and forth between the small of her back and her chest cavity in a constant motion.
Suddenly, her abdomen was completely sliced open from the inside, and Caroline watched in fascination from a few meters out as Susan’s intestines and other viscera gushed out of the incision in her stomach in a brainstorming torrent and into a collection box underneath the machine.
David immediately flipped the switch on the spike inserted in Susan’s anus and Susan began to convulse violently again, obviously feeling extreme pain.
More intestines rushed out of the opening in her abdomen along with a stream of water, and David plunged a small dissecting knife into her abdominal cavity and cut off the last small section of intestines left inside. An automatic sewing machine finely stitched the wound in Susan’s abdomen, and David then removed the hose from the spike inserted in her anus.
Two attendants came over and grabbed the pole to lift her body, they used scissors to cut off the numbered disks hanging above Susan’s labia, and the nipple rings on her nipples, and then bound one ankle to the barbecue fork with twine, and her knees, and then her wrists which were handcuffed behind her back were stopped and secured to her body with another piece of twine.
While they were doing this, Susan kept gazing at Caroline, really wondering what was going through her mind right now.
Zoeyna had stayed calmly beside her without saying a word, when suddenly she spoke up, “Can I try Jessica 6000, David, if it’s not too much of a problem?” “Honey, I was thinking the same thing. I know how much you love your cousin Kime’s stories, and I won’t disappoint you. Caroline, you are about to see sights rarely seen. Come here Zona, I’ll start by untangling the ropes from your wrists. You know what to do, don’t you?”
“Of course, I’ve helped a lot of girls receive its treatment. Look how I got up there myself!”
Zona deftly made her way to the front of the standing machine and climbed up on her own. Immediately, her legs were tightly secured, and when she bent her knees, her ankles were locked with a pair of cuffs.
It was so easy that the girls could literally do it all by themselves. It was definitely a brand new model, though Caroline still wished she had used an older model, the machine looked too modern.
Zona’s wrists were cuffed behind the braces supporting her ankles by the metal cuffs on the machine, and she had to scramble her body back to get her wrists into the metal cuffs, but she managed.
Now, her whole body was unable to move, and she was in a position somewhat like vertically placed prey that had been tied in the same way as a boar, the difference being that underneath her parted legs was a machine.
David strained beside him to adjust the machine’s controls, making Caroline wonder if the metal rod that was to do the piercing didn’t seem to be aligned in the right direction and position.
With the ointment applied to her bottom, her ass was spread and the tip of the rod moved over to align with her anus, he pushed the rod upward until it was just firmly inserted in her anus.
Zona squirmed sensuously and charmingly, “Oh! I feel like it’s already inside me! It’s stuck in me!”
Zona’s nipples had risen high with excitement, and she was so excited that she almost fainted.
A steel fork poked in the anus wasn’t exactly the kind of sexual fantasy Caroline aspired to, but she began to shiver just as much as Zona as she watched.
David immediately pressed the “Execute” button and Caroline clearly heard the sound of the rod piercing her intestines as the girl began to scream and struggle with what must have been excruciating pain.
A few minutes later, the tip of the pole appeared in Zona’s open mouth, her body still jerking violently, shaking and spasming.
“Watch this, Caroline. The most interesting part starts now.”
She watched in fascination as the machine automatically locked onto the tip of the piercing rod and then began to spin up counterclockwise.
Caroline heard a metallic clanking sound from inside Zona’s body as the piercing rod snapped in two inside her abdominal cavity. The back brace began to pull her wrists downward, her back tilting backward sharply while her abdomen swelled up to look as if she were pregnant.
Now Caroline knew what to expect down there, as a sharp pointy knife appeared in front of the machine, slicing deeply into her abdomen from the center of her clit upwards, the cut going all the way down to just below her sternum.
Blood poured out of her body as the lower part of the piercing rod retracted.
“Voila! This spike is very similar to Susan’s just now, but we use it here after the girl has been pierced, and that’s very different from other machines.”
He showed Caroline the spike, which could expand to twice its original diameter, and the steel teeth for cutting on the outside were much longer.
She didn’t quite understand at first that Zona had been threaded on the piercing rod from her anus. Once he had the spike deep inside Zona’s cunt, she suddenly associated it with the carnival story.
After pressing the switch, Zona’s vagina was held very open. As he began to pump, Zona’s body convulsed with him, and all the organs inside her body were pumped at once into the collection box underneath the machine. Caroline could be sure that the girl went into a violent orgasm as the machine’s switch was flipped.
He quickly collected what came out of her body and then her body was finely stitched together by the machine.
Her eyes widened from the new burst of tingling she felt in her body.
“It looks primitive, but it will taste good coming out of the body like that. It must make her feel abnormal pain!”
Hearing his explanation, Zona’s mouth twitched a few times as she tried to smile in reply.
David pressed the other handle and the two segments of the piercing rod rejoined again in her empty, slithering abdominal cavity.
Caroline was on the verge of going mental now, only to see him pull out the spiked nozzle that had been inserted in the middle of her cunt and replace it with a metal stinging rod that was constantly vibrating. As Zona was being carried away by the attendant, the girl whose torso had been penetrated was still squirming with the metal rod that was constantly vibrating in her vagina.
Caroline wished she could now revel in this powerful thrill, when suddenly she realized she was now the only girl still standing! It was too late to try and escape, she was now starting to be led towards Jessica 4000 and she wondered if Susan was still alive above the Bobby Q fire pit.
David unhooked the strap that held her lower back from the hook and pulled her forward.
“You’re about to start being tested, any difficulties, girl?” He asked her politely.
“Oh… no… I was thinking… what should I do?”
“It’s simple. All you have to do is get on your knees and I’ll take care of the back.” “Oh, okay.”
Caroline felt very centered as she lay on her back on the machine, but she wasn’t allowed to think about anything else right now, they had the legal right to demand that she give up her carcass, she was a member of the club and signed a contract, so there was no room for discussion at all.
She had signed the agreement under the dictates of her own free will, and there were no restrictions regarding time, and they certainly could have demanded to enjoy her flesh on her first visit.
While she was thinking, David was busy getting ready. All the muscles in her body were barely able to move now that he had her neck tightly secured to the brace and was forcing her to keep her chin pressed against the top of the bracket, a position she realized was so that she could get the piercing rod out of her own mouth without any problems.
Her pussy was beginning to get aroused as she had anticipated herself. She didn’t know what was coming next and could only smile back at him as he ran his fingers over her torso.
It felt so good, especially when you couldn’t see what he was doing.
Caroline’s bottom was soaking wet and she was ready to go. As he stuck the needles into her nipples, Caroline began to gasp loudly, having forgotten about the needles that had just pierced Susan’s nipples.
Both of her nipples were raw from the needles, especially when he tightened the screws that held them in place.
Suddenly, she frantically longed to reach out with both hands and pull out the two needles, but unfortunately her wrists were now securely cuffed behind her back.
His fingers gave her infinite pleasure as they stroked her labia, an attempt to distract her from the pain she was feeling from the needles in her nipples, especially as she felt a hard, warm object slowly thrusting through her labia and into her mysterious cavern.
Of course! Now that the waiter could make love to her as much as he wanted, his cock suddenly slammed into her cunt, which had been designed to take this kind of stimulation.
As he pumped back and forth harder and harder, she clenched the muscles inside her cunt harder, a technique she had learned to fuck only a few months ago. She didn’t know how many girls David had fucked above Jessica, but he would certainly remember this one!
As his breathing became more rapid, his hands tightened around her slim waist. The muscles in her lower body twitched with the violent pumping; he was fantastic!
Her clit was engorged and swollen from his back and forth strokes and sudden violent finger strokes of her bottom.
Caroline’s entire body erupted with intense pleasure as his hot cum spurted in her cunt.
But, suddenly, he withdrew his penis and walked away, her breasts heaving up and down from the pleasure.
Suddenly, something cold touched her pussy; it was the tip of the piercing rod. It easily reached into her still involuntarily throbbing cunt, spreading her pussy tremendously wide.
She hadn’t expected to suddenly feel the tip of the rod against her cervix as it stretched her lower body completely open. The piercing rod continued to stimulate her already aroused clitoris, and she figured he had saved it for this.
Next, he applied a lot of grease around and inside her anus, and there was something unsettling about the spike inserted into her anus, especially after he flipped the switch to make it swell up inside her body.
After placing a small box into her hands, which were cuffed tightly behind her back, he said to him, “Start the machine yourself, good girl!”
“Oh… yes… thank you, David.”
He put her thumb on the button and stepped back, waiting.
She could feel her breath and her heartbeat.
“Can I make one more dying request, David?” She asked tentatively.
“What’s the request?”
“Can you tie my hands in front of me when you tie me to the barbecue fork later after processing?
I want to be able to run my hands over my body in my last moments.”
“Oh… I don’t think there’s any problem! I’ll tie your hands in front of your lower back. By the way, put some more special ointment in your hands so that you can apply it to your pussy yourself, and the flavor of your pussy lips and vagina will be outstanding.”
“Thank you so much!” Caroline smiled in satisfaction : “Will my face become ugly after the barbecue?”
“Don’t worry, girl, it won’t! We’ll do something special to your pretty face and hair, just wait and see!”
There seems to be no more excuses for stalling. Be brave! It’s inevitable anyway. Press on!
At first there didn’t seem to be much of a reaction, but immediately afterward she felt the piercing rod smoothly pierce her cervix and burrow into her uterus. Then she felt another puncture, and the wonderful sensation of the cool piercing rod continually sliding over her clit was indescribable.
She shuddered from the pleasure of the piercing rod passing through her abdomen, the tip passing slowly and smoothly through her body, leaving a blazing channel, a sensation she had never experienced before.
The piercing rod caused her to involuntarily squirm in a completely different position, it now became the center in her body and she could now only rotate around it.
She felt it plunge smoothly into her esophagus, and her eyes shed two hot tears as the tip protruded from her open mouth.
Her cunt instinctively clenched and convulsed around the piercing rod, and her whole body shivered once again in great pleasure, the penetration of the rod through her body giving her infinite euphoria and emotion.
She felt David come over and start to activate the switch that cleaned out her insides, the knife making a fiery track across her belly, when suddenly something fell out of the wound she had been cut open with.
She felt a sharp pain in her anus as water gushed out of the gaping hole in her abdomen and all of her intestines exited her body. As the incision in her abdomen was closed with a needle, she felt the wonderful sensation of emptiness in her belly.
Her whole body, from her clitoris to her tongue, ached as sharply as if it were on fire, and in her breasts the machine automatically injected something fiery from her nipples into her body.
Worst of all her hands were still cuffed tightly behind her back, and she now longed in the extreme to be able to embrace and caress her body with her arms, though she knew that wouldn’t alleviate the pain in her body in the slightest.
She saw him reach over his head and smile at her, possibly signaling that she was packed up and ready to start sizzling! She tried to give a smile as well, but she found that all she could do was twitch a few muscles in her face in agony.
“You look like you’re on the verge of fainting, my dear!”
At least that’s a comfort.
He undid the straps that bound her body so she could squirm more violently on top of the piercing pole. She even kicked her legs airily a few times as David tied her ankles behind the piercing pole. The other rope tied her knees together so that she couldn’t move again.
He then unlocked the leather cuffs on her wrists, and her arms immediately floor tightly over her chest, her hands instinctively stroking up her breasts that were rolling like they were on fire, her breasts giving off gusts of rising sensuality from the stimulation of her hands stroking and rubbing them.
“Don’t do that, relax, girl!” David’s large, strong hands coddled Caroline’s slender wrists, forcefully crossing and bringing them together, then binding them with a piece of twine, the ends of which were again tightly wrapped around and secured to the heels of her thighs.
Right now, her hands could only reach her pussy, her belly and the heels of her thighs, but that was good enough.
David then wrapped another rope around her upper arms near her elbows, binding her arms tightly to her torso. Still, this way at least both her hands and arms would be as tight as possible against her body, Caroline thought.
Caroline’s hands could now fondle her pussy to their heart’s content, she hadn’t had much of a chance to personally feel that wonderfully smooth and delicate lower part of her body with her hands since her own pubic hair had been shaved!
She rubbed her clit and labia enthusiastically, and tried to insert her fingers under the piercing rod into her already stretched out cunt.
Moving upwards, Caroline touched the freshly stitched wound in the small of her back and immediately felt an excruciating pain, the muscles around her wound spasming uncontrollably with the pain.
She could feel the thin threads used to sew up the wounds, which must have been made from the intestines of previously executed girls, and she began to gently stroke the muscles around the wounds to ease the pain.
David turned to Caroline and carefully wiped away the sweat and tears from her forehead and cheeks with a towel; Caroline’s entire body was sweating profusely just now from the intense pain and excitement.
Caroline winked at David in appreciation.
Caroline then felt a warm jet of water wash over her entire body, so refreshing! Caroline’s hair was carefully gathered again and then a wet hair cover was put on. This must have been to prevent her hair from burning, making her prey even more beautiful and sexy at the table which would greatly stimulate the appetites of the diners.
A cold iron spoon reached into the palm of Caroline’s hand, and Caroline reached down and grabbed a large handful of cool, slippery ointment. These ointments were extracted from inside the bodies of the girls who had been scorched in the past, and the fat from her own body would also be refined into this ointment. But Caroline couldn’t be bothered to think so much about it now, as she frantically applied the ointment to her vulva, her belly, the heels of her thighs, and all the body that her hands could reach.
A couple of attendants lifted the piercing pole and they gently carried her over to the last of the Bobby Q fire pits.
Next to them Susan and Zona’s torsos had been sizzling over the fire for many hours, Susan still convulsing uncontrollably as she had done when her orgasm broke out. Like Susan, the ends of the piercing rods on Caroline’s body were gently planted on the Y-brackets at either end of the roasting pit, and all of a sudden, the bonfire beneath her body was lit, and once again, Caroline was in the throes of an intense orgasm!
She could distinctly feel the heat of the flames slowly heating up her pussy as several of the attendants next to her were busy slathering cool, special barbecue sauces on her back, ass, and thighs, and she rubbed her grease-coated belly and pussy even more frantically.
David watched from the sidelines, and he seemed very cozy. Of course! She’ll be baked in a few moments.
The piercing rod started to get very hot and began to sear her clit as she once again exploded with pleasure! Her pair of nipples were too close to the flames and after being injected with the potion they became very firm and sensitive, the heat from the fire stimulated them like a constant burst of electricity.
She remembered her teacher in cooking class at school saying that the pain in the prey’s body could make the meat tender and flavorful, and Caroline wasn’t sure how long she could last over the campfire.
At that moment, another spoon reached into her hand, filled with cold ointment and sauce, and it occurred to Caroline that she was now cooking her own body over the campfire! But the ointment and sauce were so cold that she instinctively applied them to as much of her body as her hands could touch.
Suddenly, there was a tingle and a dizziness, and it turned out that the waiters had turned her over on the grill, and they were brushing the cool, swirling sauce over her hot neck, shoulders, breasts, skeleton, stomach, and calves and feet.
Her back and hips began to burn at the same time, and Caroline tried to move her toes and shoulders, realizing that her feet and calves were openly paralyzed.
“In a few moments one’s own arms and hands are going to be unconscious as well.” Thinking of this, she began to squirm desperately, and her hands continued to frantically caress her torso.
Once again her body was turned over and another spoonful of ointment and sauce was handed to her as she continued to keep stroking and smearing her body.
Gradually she felt a deep sleep come over her, and her eyelids drooped listlessly. In a haze, she heard the waiter next to her commenting on her body and flavor; her hands were still conscious, but the strokes had become breathless.
In a trance, she felt the fiery tingling sensation under her body slowly fade away, and she now even had the illusion that the tingling sensation on her body had been stimulated by ice. She was reminded of how it felt to be outside in a hot spring once in winter and then rubbing snow on her steaming body.
“Am I alive?” Caroline screamed in her mind.
She tried to move her fingers and found that her hands were numb, and it took a desperate effort of concentration for her to be able to move them slightly.
“Look, the girl’s little hands are not moving, she looks like she’s dying!” Caroline heard one of the waiters say, “Fifteen minutes and her pretty blue eyes are closed!” Caroline felt the fat and muscle inside her body begin to melt, and her skin all over her body began to ooze melted grease. She felt as if the physical pain and euphoria were leaving her, and only her soul was still lingering in her body.
Caroline felt her body enveloped in a greenish-purple cloud, and she was surprised that all she felt now was a chill.
In the distance, you could faintly hear the squeak of turning a barbecue fork and the drip of grease on the embers, as well as a few people commenting on something.
However, all of this seemed so far away that Caroline suddenly forgot where she was now.
She fantasized that she was having a marvelous warm bath, with warm droplets of water constantly moisturizing her immaculate white torso from head to toe, so comfortable! So cozy! She felt her whole body relaxing, her own body had never felt so comfortable before.
Suddenly, Caroline’s body began to rise upwards. She felt her body levitate in mid-air, and she opened her eyes in surprise before immediately realizing that her own delicate body was being sizzled on a barbecue fork, a body that still seemed to be twitching slightly on instinct.
It no longer seemed to be her own body, however, and she floated in the air calmly scrutinizing the flesh that had once been her own. Her eyes were feebly half-open, her azure orbs having lost their luster, and her hands were drooping feebly.
Her whole body was grilled to a charred yellow color, and she thought her body looked rather sexier and more carnal when it turned that color.
At that moment, the waiter flipped her over once again and she saw that her breasts were still high and her nipples still protruded from the center of her firm, sexy tits.
Her pussy was also turning a burnt yellow color, and the ointment she had applied herself above her bare labia was bubbling zippy from the heat.
She felt that her flesh was really too good and too perfect to be enjoyed by someone else after being handled like this.
Gradually she felt her consciousness slowly waning, she regretted that no one would ever know what she was experiencing or feeling again, it was such an amazing and exciting feeling. They were going to start tasting her flesh in a few moments, it had already appeared in her own mouth and it did taste good.
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David picked up his knife and fork. She was brilliant, her warm cunt was mesmerizing, and he would always miss her gentle but firm and powerful muscles there.
The taste of her carcass was also unparalleled, and no one who survived that Bobby Q party could forget the deliciousness of her body!