Slaughterhouse in the town


I’ve been in Yuan Yuan for a long time, but I’ve never had any works to post, this time I decided to translate one, I hope you seniors will guide me, if the translation is not good please point it out. There are two more paragraphs, but it’s just too hard (for me to translate for the first time), so I have to post some of them first, I’ll finish it as soon as I can.

Part. 1

When I first saw her inside the laundromat, I knew she was the girl I was looking for.

Her body wasn’t slim, but it was full of power, and from the angle she bent down to put the clothes in the washing machine, I could see her full breasts swaying gently inside her loose V-neck shirt. When her brown eyes met mine, I smiled, nodded and asked her, “New to town? My name is John, what’s yours?”

She first gave me a very odd look for a while, then said, “Yes, my name is Lisa, how did you know I was new here?” I told her that this town was so small that everyone knew each other, from the kids to the mayor. That’s why I could recognize her as a newcomer at first sight.

I talked to her while she was busy with the laundry, and in less than half an hour of conversation, I already knew that she was in college and was using this summer vacation to work at a travel agency here. On the way out, I invited her to my friend’s members’ dinner, and since I’m a member of one of them, I was able to invite non-members to attend, and she was going to be the big guest of honor for the evening. But that’s not the most important reason, what the reason is I won’t tell her of course.

She thought long and hard about whether or not she should go to that dinner with me, after all we’d only known each other for an hour or so, but in the end she smiled and agreed.

That Friday night I picked her up at her house, I told her that we needed to drive a bit to get to the dinner spot, it was inside a mountainous area to the north, and as we passed through the country road we could see a lot of cows sleeping in the middle of the meadow, which was quite large, and I told her that this area was used for cattle grazing. The monochromatic moonlight was especially bright in the darkness due to the darkness. “Look there Lisa,” I said, “it’s the biggest cow pasture and the biggest slaughterhouse in town.” We drove straight toward it, the buildings standing out in the moonlight.

I introduced the evening’s hosts as Charles, Edward, and Martha early so Lisa would know.

“Do they slaughter cows?” Lisa asked, “Yes.” I said, “For them, this has been their occupation for many generations. This is where their family, along with mine, started their business when they came over from Europe on their great adventure. For a family occupation after two centuries, the farmers in this area have flocked to this place to raise cattle.”

When we arrived near the house, all the roads were full of expensive cars and we had to park far away, but the music of the party could already be heard. We were greeted by a very short woman with a head of blonde hair. After I introduced them to each other, the woman led us into the big house.

We saw a number of men inside the house, and in the middle of the hall there was a table with expanding power, on which were placed some glasses and some appetizing food. In the center of the table was placed an empty rectangular cart with what appeared to be an infrared heat lamp hanging from it, and next to it was a meat cleaver.

The woman handed Lisa a glass of wine and Lisa asked the woman, “It looks like you only have one entree.” The woman smiled and replied, “It’s a tradition here to have only one entree.” Lisa asked, “Why don’t I see any other women?” The woman giggled and said, “They have to be in the kitchen, do you want to go check?”

The three of us kept going past a lot of people to the kitchen, but there were only two men here. I went last and closed the door and lowered the latch. Lisa was a little nervous when she heard the latch go down, but I immediately introduced them, “This is Lisa, our guest of honor tonight.” Lisa blushed a little but nodded to them.

Just then I ordered Lisa to remove all her clothes and she gazed into my eyes, “What?” Out of her trembling mouth. And Lisa already felt that something bad was about to happen to her.

Part. 2

“Take off your clothes.” I repeat my order from the beginning again : “If you can’t cooperate with us, you’ll only make things more troublesome, and we don’t really want to add to any of your troubles.”

While Lisa and I were talking, the woman came up behind Lisa and gently squeezed her shoulders and caressed her with a very light touch to keep her calm, and the woman’s hands traveled all the way up to Lisa’s waist. At this point, the woman’s right hand took the end of a rope from her brother Martha’s hand, while her left hand was still caressing Lisa’s waist, unaware that she was preparing to tie her up with the rope.

Suddenly, the woman tied Lisa’s hands with a rope and twisted them back behind her back, which made Lisa’s upper body unable to lean forward, and in front of Lisa, I was already waiting impatiently for my right hand to reach out and press on Lisa’s plump and fleshy breasts, and at the same time, Lisa also let out a shocking scream and kicked me with her feet to my lower body. In the nick of time, the woman dragged Lisa hard to the ground, but I was still kicked in the thigh, and Lisa kept screaming and kicking.

As if they knew this was going to happen, the people outside did not respond to Lisa’s screams and cries for help, Lisa screamed and struggled to get up, but each time one of us pushed her to the ground. After about 20 minutes of helpless struggling, she finally stopped this futile struggle and began to realize that her fate could not be changed.

Finally Martha walked over to Lisa’s side and tied her feet up with the rope as well and sat her down on the floor. I took the sharp knife on the countertop beside me, slowly walked to her side and kicked it down, pulled her clothes with my left hand, and slowly cut the clothes with my right hand, the white bra also slowly appeared in front of my eyes at the same time. When the knife cut open the 36C bra, a pair of plump, snow-white breasts were presented in front of me.

I continued to gently remove her earrings and bracelet and finally undid and slid her shorts down her legs as well. Lisa was now still and unresisting. “Please feel free to pee if you need to.”

I told her. Just as I had finished the last word, a little river of piss flowed from her parting to her creamy thighs.

I then dragged Lisa to the corner of the kitchen where there was a metal chair, I pushed her down onto the chair and tied her securely to the backrest of the chair with another piece of rope and again tied her hands around the backrest and to the back of the chair. Edward then came over and used another piece of rope to separate each of Lisa’s feet and forcefully pressed each foot against her stomach, tying the rope around her entire body along with the back of the chair and pulling each of her small feet towards the foot of the chair where they were.

From this angle, Lisa’s mysterious private parts were exposed to my eyes, and I gently used the towel to dry her pubic hair so that I could complete another task. The woman brought over a bottle of alcohol and a lighter, Lisa didn’t know what we were going to do, but by the time I took the bottle of alcohol she already knew what was going to happen, Lisa started to struggle again trying to put her feet together, but she couldn’t get there.

I stopped caring that Lisa was still struggling and gently poured alcohol on Lisa’s dark pubic hair and immediately lit the lighter on her pubic hair. The fire started to glow and Lisa screamed, but the fire was gone in a few seconds and I could see that all the long pubic hair had disappeared and was replaced by a black ash. I poured cool water over Lisa’s pussy and that’s when a very beautiful sight appeared. A pink bare pussy was revealed to me, with the pink nub in the center standing out very prominently, and those two lovely pussy lips looking unusually plump under the prominent nub.

I ran my hand back and forth over the bare pussy and loved it, so to speak. I then did the same thing to Lisa, removing all the hair from her body, even the smallest bit of body hair. After about half an hour of cleaning, Lisa was now a smooth woman that any man would never want to miss.

Part.3

Lisa was now very clean all over, and we had reached the final stage of our cleansing process, which was to clean out her body. Once I had untied her, she appeared to be more obedient and stopped putting up pointless resistance. I started by pushing her down to the floor with my hands and gently massaging her vulnerable anus with my fingers, she resisted this sudden intrusion but there were two other men in front of her holding her firmly to the floor.

I took the bag of enema the woman handed me and pushed the plug into Lisa’s anus. I worked quickly, and as soon as the enema had been squeezed all the way into her, I pulled up the enema’s thin, pointy plug and immediately inserted a hose, and the warm water kept pouring into her rectum while her belly expanded accordingly. When it had expanded to almost the size of a pregnant woman in October, I inserted a very large anal plug firmly into her anus.

After a five-minute wait, I removed that anal plug, and immediately a jet of water rushed straight into the vat I had pre-positioned behind her, and for a moment the whole room was filled with the sound of water. And after this enema process, Lisa collapsed helplessly to the floor. I rinsed her off again with water and then took the dry towel they handed me to dry the wet Lisa off.

When Lisa was seen again, she was in an oversized food truck, chained to the top of the truck, her head tied to the front of the truck and protruding from it. Her head was tied to the front of the cart and protruding from it, her hands were tied behind her back, her feet were on her knees and fastened to the sides of the cart in a position that caused her smooth buttocks to stand up high.

At this point the food truck was pushed to the slaughter area and she screamed at the top of her lungs as up until now Lisa had not realized that she was going to be eaten. I grabbed a hose that was sitting on the side and inserted it into Lisa’s mouth, the hose was attached to a large wine barrel and by this time a large amount of wine had been rushed into her mouth which was used to give her meat a wine flavor.

And that’s when I looked again at the two-century-old book of cooking secrets, which was intended for pigs, but which I found to be even more flavorful and tasty for people, and which of course can’t be disclosed.

The aroma of roasting began to fill the air, and after hours of waiting, friends gathered around Lisa’s freshly roasted and still-smoking golden flesh, whetting their appetites.

It’s time to eat, and I wheel our secret roast into the house and onto the big table in the ballroom, Lisa’s skin glistening under the orange-red lights. I choose a meat cleaver and drop it between the back of her skull and the neck of her bare head, the popping sound telling me that the bones have been roasted to an exceptional crisp. After less than half an hour of slicing and dicing, there was only a push of bones left of our lovely Lisa, and it looked like I was going to have to move on to another beautiful, lovely girl soon.

(End of story)