(Chapter I)
Lina made her merry way into the kitchen early as usual, her robe so short it barely covered her ass.
“Hi, Daddy!” She said.
“Hi, sweet little sow! Did you see my message when you got up?”
“Oh, yes, Daddy. I have bathed and washed my entire body. And I have shaved my own… you… know… where it is!”
“That’s my good girl. Let me give you a birthday kiss!”
“Oh, thank you, Daddy, I thought you had forgotten!”
“My Lina, already sweet sixteen! How could I forget!”
She opened her arms around his neck and her loose bathrobe faded up revealing her ass. Distracted, Malam cradled her ass in his hands. She was a piece of work, all right! It was a shame to have to start all over again, but rules were rules.
He slipped his hand between her legs and stroked her smooth, freshly shaved pussy lips for a moment. Her arms around him tensed as he gave her cunt ring a gentle tug.
“I have a very special surprise for you today, Lina!”
“Oh, Dad! You? I love surprises!”
“Now climb up on the table and get down and be a good girl!”
“Yes, Daddy.” She slumped obediently onto the table, her breasts rising out of her loose robe.
She looked both divine and seductive, but that would no longer be an issue after today!
He smiled in his mind as he tied her ankles to the table legs with rope, pulled her arms across the table and tied her wrists tightly to the table legs at the other end with rope. He pulled her robe down to her waist. She was the sexiest young animal he had ever seen.
“This was delivered last night especially, Lina.” He said, heating an object on the stove behind her. It began to heat up and glow and turn red.
“What are you going to do, Daddy?” She was still cheerful, fastidious and obedient.
“Now remain in complete silence until I count to five!”
Lina flinched as he pressed the brand firmly into the lovely lines of her plump ass. It made a loud hissing sound as it burned her tender flesh.
“Oh, oh! Daddy, that hurts!”
He pressed with tight force, controlling her struggles, “1, 2, 3, 4, 5! That’s it, Lina is your rank sign.”
“Oh, oh… my rank mark?”
“Yes, Lina. American superior system. Best meat in town. Now I’m going to leave for a while and I’ll start by rubbing some butter on you to take away the pain.”
He smoothed the butter over her burning ass and she immediately felt the pain lessen and calm down.
“Oh, Daddy, this really excites me! Are you piercing me now?”
“Not now, hairless lamb. I’m going to take you to the factory. Your notice slip came in yesterday, and I made an appointment for you at ten o’clock.”
“Oh! This is marvelous! But Daddy, you won’t miss me, will you?”
“I certainly don’t want this, young animal, but I’m picking up three new girls from the breeding farm this afternoon. Remember when you first came here?”
“Oh yes, Dad. It was so nice to leave the farm, I guess because I was the youngest I came last, but I did miss Cherry and Kate. I wish I could have been with them. Oh, oh…!”
Malam enters the well-trained vagina of this meat. Don’t let them know you’re worried, breeding girls is great, but getting too attached to meat animals is too benign. Lina was one of the best he had ever liked.
“I’m going to do it, young animal!”
“Oh, oh… Dad! Yes, just like that, please! I like that! Harder. Mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm…!”
Malam entered her deeply with his usually steady rhythm. Typically, he could make a young girl experience at least two orgasms. It was best to just keep a steady rhythm until the orgasm came, no matter how they reacted.
“Ah… ah..! I’m coming! Yes… Dad, please… harder, yes… yes… yes… yes… yes… yes… yes… yes… yes… ah… ah… ah..! …”
Lina always liked to squirm during her orgasms, when her well-trained muscles could almost rival a milking machine. He stroked again and again, shooting his normal portion into her, and her squeezing incredibly made him cum again.
“Oh, Dad, thank you. It was awesome!”
“Now, let me put a tag on your pussy lips and we can go!”
“What does it say, Dad?”
“It’s just your livestock number, Lina. Your sweet little head doesn’t have to worry about that.”
“So we’re going now, Dad?”
Malam quickly untied her bonds and she let her loose robe slide down to her feet.
“I don’t need this anymore, do I?”
“No, sweet little sow, you won’t be needing any more of your stuff. You look marvelous like this!”
As she jumped up and down in excitement, her breasts swung hauntingly.
“Will they cook me over the fire like they did the cherries, Dad?”
“I don’t know, young animal. They’ll tell you all you need to do at the factory. You look perfect for the grill, but they need a lot of girls to cut and handle too.”
“I know. Kate always wanted to be grilled, but they cut it up.”
“Yes. Of course, they are only understandably interested in the methods of handling meat that are visible from the outside. When the girls are told what they should do, they will always do it.”
“Yes, Dad. I’ll do whatever they tell me to do.”
The Kamapa treatment plant was on a suitable lot on a commercial street just outside the city. On the way to the factory, Lina sat obediently in the car. She was completely naked. Together they laughed at the idea of having to dress for such an occasion! She let out an odd giggle at the thought of her being processed as meat and seemed to have no worries about the world, except for the pain in her ass.
“You know, Dad, there’s a girl in my class named Tena. Today is its birthday too. Do you think it will be there?”
“I don’t know, pumpkin. They deal with a lot of girls every day, so even if it’s there, you might not see it. In any case, it could go at a different time.”
“Oh, I see.” She sounded a little disappointed.
“You know, maybe you’ll see other people.”
She then cheered up: “I hope so, Papa. I want to know that someone will come to see me… you know!”
“Maybe I can find you later in the grill and burn picnic area. I’ll tell you what, I’ll be back in about an hour to see if they put you in the barbecue picnic area.”
She smiled happily, “Oh, it’s so nice of you to want to, Daddy! I wish you could see me being cooked!”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, you slutty little ass. I believe you’re the cutest girl I’ve ever bred.”
“Oh, thank you, Daddy. You are the best dad in the world. I wish you would eat me when I’m cooked.”
“Very well, we’ll see about that.”
“Oh, please, Daddy!”
Malam never ceased to be amazed at how naturally the girls accepted the idea of being born and bred in order to be eaten. It required great endurance, good and kind training, a temperament for raising livestock and a quality like Lina’s. But as long as the birth rate remained this high, the meat tasted great, and the girls didn’t mind, who would argue?
A guard stood in front of the factory with a notebook, “Looks like you’re here to make a delivery, sir. Write its livestock number here and its name here. That’s it. You can park at the back left of the building, the entrance is right in front of you.”
(Chapter II)
Two attendants in white uniforms guided Malam to park his car and opened the door on Lina’s side.
“Allow me, miss!” An edge said as he helped her out of the car, not forgetting to scrutinize her lovely naked body before handling it.
“You’re a very nice piece of meat, young lady. What is your name?”
“My name is Lina.”
“Hello, Lina. I’m Jamie and this is Ry.”
“Hello! I’m so excited!”
“Of course, Lina. It’s only natural.”
As Lina excitedly spoke to Jamie, he was busy with pulling her wrists behind her back and tying them tightly together.
“We can’t let you get far now, let’s finish it!”
“I won’t run away. I swear!”
Rae secured the shackles, which were attached with short chains, appropriately to her ankles, “It’s mandatory!”
Malam was very happy, the pair were witty and good foils, and did their job well before Lina could react.
“It’s ready, sir. Do you like to pull it in yourself?” Jamie handed Malam a leash, it was a very long leash with a handle at one end and a clip fitted to the head at the other end. It was a good entertainment and he clipped the clip to Lina’s cunt ring, which she looked very pleased with.
“Come on, sweet little sow!” He tugged hard on the leash, and Lina stepped forward, very unused to being held like this. He dragged her along so that she struggled to be able to keep up; after all, it was great fun for them.
“Oh… oh..! I feel… oh… oh… daddy!”
Malam pulled her gently and she shivered, looking very beautiful!
They slowly made their way around the other cars in the parking lot to the entrance. Malam counted six girls there, with more arriving after them. It was a large group and would probably take hours to process.
“Look, Daddy! It’s Tena! That’s Sandy! It’s great!”
The other girls were also very happy to see Lina ahead of them.
“Hi Lina!” Tena shouted, “Guess what I got for my birthday?”
“Me too.” Lina replied.
Through the revolving door, everything inside was sparkling clean. A very cute naked girl stood behind the reception desk with a welcoming smile, a tag with a number attached to her pussy ring. She was probably 22 or so, Malam thought. The girls were gathered around her, perfect as a man could wish.
“Hey girls! Come here and let me check you out before you can go in.” The receptionist said clearly.
Malam pulled Lina closer to the table and handed over an envelope, “Here is the proof of it, little… sister…”
“You can call me Puncture Grill 74.”
“â”…Puncture Grill 74?”
“It’s the rules around here, sir. Your daughter has been put on the list for the piercing grill, I trust you wish it?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“I’ll be joining this group after they’re all ready to start. Staff discount!” She gave Malam a crisp smile.
“Let’s see… who turns sixteen today! Congratulations, Si, Lina, aren’t they?”
Lina smiled, “Yes. Thank you, little… Piercing Grill 74.”
“Your grade is on the notice, Lina. American superior system, awesome! We figure we’ll have a lot of visitors for the barbecue picnic this afternoon, so you, me, and the other girls are slated to be the kebabs.”
“Oh! That’s so great! I wish I was grilled like my sister, it tastes so good!”
“I’m sure you’re the same, Lina. Now, let’s see, your livestock number is 58234722, so, you’re Puncture Grill 22. Be sure to memorize your number!”
“Oh! Thank you!” She turned to Malam excitedly : “I’m Piercing Grill 22! Isn’t that exciting?”
“Very well, Puncture Grill 22. wait in line there for a moment while I check the others!” She turns to Malam, “You can take the leash off now, sir. There’s a guard at the gate, so it will be perfectly safe.”
Malam looked at it, and indeed it was, the tall, sturdy guard and his armament were convincing. He unhooked the leash and placed it on a long stick protruding from the wall, which was labeled “Used leash here.”
“Great, I’m going to be here is say goodbye to Puncture Grill 22.”
“Oh, I don’t want to say goodbye, Dad! I want you to watch me get grilled. Please do come back!”
“I hope so too,” he whispered into her ear as he lowered his head, “hairless lamb.”
She squirmed, pleased that Daddy had called her by her favorite nickname, she loved it when he called her that.
“But there’s no way of knowing for sure, I’m going to be picking up a couple other heads of girls. It’s been a busy day.”
“You can bring them to come with you, Dad! Please!”
“Okay, I’ll see what I can do. I don’t want them to be jealous right now, but I guess it’ll serve as our main meal.”
“Oh, Daddy!”
Malam left, trying to act like he didn’t care as he crossed the parking lot to his car. It was hard to leave a pretty and amusing girl like Lina, but you could never let them find you sympathetic, especially if they took the whole thing they saw as an exciting adventure preferably so.
He smiled, the smell of grilled Lina must have been very tempting, as was the taste of her friends and other girls like Barbara, he must make time for that. He thought for a moment that maybe he could bring the new girls back to the factory when he picked them up, they could see their sisters grilling process and he could get to know them at the same time. After all, he owned them. They’d agree to that in the car before they came here. He smiled, this was going to be so much fun!
Tena smiled and joined Lina’s queue: “I didn’t realize you were coming in today, Lina!”
“I don’t know, Tena. Its a surprise.”
“Oh, in fact it came as a surprise to me too.”
“I guess I’ll have to call you Puncture Grill 38, Tena!”
“Oh Lina I mean Piercing Grill 22 I’m so excited and can’t wait.
I’ve been dreaming about it for years!”
“So am I, Puncture Grill 38. I’m glad you’re here, and I hope they put us together. You know, when they cook us.”
Smiling bravely as Sandy joined the queue, she was now cutting superiority system 53.
“Aren’t you going to join us at the piercing barbecue, Sandy-chan… Cutting Yojimbo 53?”
“No, my dad wants to fill his freezer, so I’ll be slaughtered and split. It’s not very realistic, but I want to be the cutlet. I merely hope he gets to the store in time and doesn’t buy someone else’s meat!”
“Oh, I wish it wasn’t, cutting superior system 53,” replied Puncture Grill 22 sympathetically.
“But isn’t it more exciting to not know who will be enjoying your meat?” Pierced Grill 38 said.
“Oh yes, I see, Puncture Grill 38. you’re right, I like that idea!” Cutting Yojimbo 53 immediately cheered up.
“And it satisfies him to get someone else’s meat!” She began to laugh, “It’s no trouble after all!”
A number of attendants assembled around the girls, “Come on meat, start your processing! We’ll be getting another shipment within the hour. An inch of time is an inch of gold!”
Piercing Grill 74 joined them, her wrists and ankles bound as well, hobbling on her feet like the other girls, but laughing heartily. There were now sixteen heads in the Cutting Yummy group, but only four in the Piercing Grill group.
She’d been waiting for this opportunity for months, and she’d seen the barbecue picnic and discovered the factory arrangement: always arranging beautiful, well-defined bodies to be barbecued over the fire, with the girl looking so perfect to complete the piercing from her pussy and mouth. The piercing barbecue74 watched them squirm on the hot steel rods that passed through their cunts, admiring their orgasms, their eyes opening with satisfaction.
They tasted perfect even after they were cooked, and were just as tasty with or without firm muscles, and it’s the girls with the nice lines that make them suitable for pierced barbecue.
Puncture Grill 74 shuddered at the thought of being grilled like that. The idea was completely irresistible, and she tossed and turned at night, dreaming of her day to come. It was now! Oh!
Vicious belt lashes to their pussies drove the meat down the corridors and into the cleaning room before they knew it. Each girl was plugged into a thick, heavy hose and herded individually into one of the small, single rooms with no doors at the front. They were rapidly pushed downward until the tip of the nozzle was deep into the end of their anus.
Their tight sphincters were painfully stretched as the machine nozzles rose and the girls gasped with their mouths wide open. The warm soapy water took a few minutes to flood in until their bellies rose up tight and taut, then the sewage was sucked out of their bowels. This process was repeated over and over until their bodies were thoroughly cleaned and then the nozzle shrunk to exit their bodies.
Water was sprayed against their bodies from every direction, even gushing into their vaginas, until each Cutting Yummy and Piercing Grill was thoroughly and hygienically cleaned from the inside out. They were dried by the drying hot air and then stood in a row, Piercing Grill 22 in the front, their wrists still bound behind their backs.
Lina heard Tena whisper, “That’s it, Lina! Good luck!”
Lina quirked her mouth to answer her, “Thanks, Tena. And good luck to you too!”
“Shout out your numbers as you enter!” And so Puncture Grill 22 was propelled through the revolving door into the slaughterhouse.
It was a hall as huge as a warehouse, filled with the smell of blood and and flesh.
It seemed to be divided into sections, and in the hall in front of it the attendant lifted something from a gleaming hook. God! That was one of the girls being pierced for the barbecue picnic! There were two or more already skewered girls waiting to be removed from those machines!
“Puncture Grill 22!” she gasped.
“Line 5.” The attendant said as he threaded a long leather strap into the cunt ring between her legs.
Piercing Grill 22 looked down in shock, at the other end of the belt was a rubber ball the size of her fist. The attendant pushed her forward and placed the ball into a slot on the floor that was basically the same size. She felt a force pulling her, the ball was too big to pull out of the slot, something was moving it and she was forced to follow, it’s was end was the piercing machine.
The scene on the left side of the hall was even more gruesome, with slaughter tables lined up and butchers hurriedly cutting meat from women’s corpses. Sandy had been tied to the guillotine and a man was giving her one last hard fuck. Ah, no!
Her head fell, spewing out a large spray of blood.
Her body was lifted from her ankles and hung upside down to drain for a moment as the conveyor belt carried her to where the butcher was working, where someone was taking the entrails from her corpse. Another drag of the belt brought a rush of pleasure between her legs.
Suddenly, she heard a noise behind her as the piercing grill 38 was pulled in the same way to another line, and it was obvious that she was having an orgasm. The belt savagely pulled the trembling her towards the piercing machine.
“Oh, Puncture Grill 22, I just got an erection! It’s so strong!”
When the belt pulled her again, Puncture Grill 22 felt pleasure running through her entire body: “A… A… A… A..! Oh… Oh… Oh… I am too!”
“I’m so glad you’re here with me.”
What a great arrangement, Puncture Grill 74 was last in line behind Puncture Grill 38. She heard herself gasp as Piercing Grill 22 was pulled forward by the belt. It’s something very different when it happens to you.
The slot in the floor curved and stretched toward the farthest piercing machine, and at her end a girl knelt to to get into the right position for the machine.
“Puncture Grill 22! Get on your knees!”
She obediently knelt with her knees wide apart into the grooves, she could feel the straps tightening around her knees and ankles from above and she couldn’t move an inch further. A pair of hands pressed her forward hard enough to lift her chin on the drag rack, the straps wrapped around her neck forcing her chin up even higher. She shuddered, her hands still tied tightly together behind her back.
“Oh, oh!” Fingers teased her pussy lips, surprising her with how wet she was becoming.
The attendant cut her pussy ring with a crisp sound and removed her tag. He began to tease her skillfully, and she began to gasp as pleasure filled her between her legs.
She barely noticed that his cock had entered her cunt as he thrust hard, rhythmically deeper into her.
She could barely move, but she tried desperately to clamp down on him with her muscles inside her, she squeezed him, tried to hold his cock, but he didn’t seem to notice.
“Ah… ah..! That’s it! Please! I’m coming!”
“Shut up, Puncture Grill 22. it’s part of preparing you.”
“Ah… Oh! Yes, Lord… Master!”
He quickly thrust hard and shot deep into her womb. The piercing grill 22 twisted violently as he thrust each time. Sweet sixteen, it was so good. She felt so much from it and when you do it every day you get very used to this kind of thing.
Piercing Grill 22 was still panting as something cold and hard entered her vaginal opening, the smooth, sharp tip parting her labia and smoothly being pushed into her already well lubricated cunt. Suddenly, it stopped. She was frantic from her approaching orgasm, and she felt the sharp tip had pushed against her cervix.
Suddenly his interest began to shift to her breasts and he teased her nipples until they were as hard as her testicles. She felt a tingle on one nipple, then the other, and there were needles sticking into her breasts. They hurt.
As he pressed down on the plunger to inject the liquid into her breasts, she began to writhe restlessly, and they seemed to burn violently.
“Ah… ah..! It’s terrible!” But she immediately remembered, “I’m sorry, Lord… Master!”
“That’s my girl, pierced grill 22. this will keep your breasts from being overcooked until you’re ready.”
“Oh! Yes, master!”
He continued to inject that hot liquid into her breasts, the pain provoking another pleasure-filled orgasm that was perfect for the process.
He walked to the other side, “Okay, let’s do it!”
“Oh no! I’m not ready yet! Please!” But in her mind, she knew she would never be ready. She pleaded desperately, but he ignored her excuses.
“Ka-la!” The steel rod moved smoothly, steadily skewering through her body as she shuddered helplessly and violently. It stretched her cervix, pierced her womb, and began to enter her bowels. It slid through her cunt, teasing her clit smoothly and deliciously, entering her flesh inch by inch, inch by inch. She went into orgasm again before she felt it pierce her stomach. Then it reached her throat.
“Lick the tail end clean when it comes out, puncture the grill 22 and be a good girl!”
She choked in agreement as the tip suddenly passed quickly through her mouth and propped her lips open.
The steel rod passed through her body, solid, rigid, secure. Suddenly, she knew definitively what she had always suspected deep down inside her. After all, girls were born for piercings. The attendant patted her ass gently. Okay, that’s it.
“Khala!” Oops! She knew what was coming; this part was what she feared, but she knew it had to happen.
She felt a sharp pain between her breasts, an agony brought on by the sharp knife slicing through her abdomen and down to her pubic bone. She barely noticed that he had shoved the hose into her anus, and the hose turned on with a violent stream of water that rushed her insides out of her body like a waterfall. They swung free, causing her pain, and she felt a strange sense of light and emptiness.
She felt the needle stitching upward through her abdomen as a nozzle sprayed melted sugar, sealing off her insides. He pulled out the hose, inserted a sharp anal splinter, and tightened it with a screw on a steel rod.
“Puncture Grill 22, ready!” He shouted.
Lina felt warmth in her body. This was the final part of the end. She was just in time to see the other two girls appear in front of her, steel rods through their open mouths. He bound her legs to the steel pole, then her arms. Bound very tightly so that nothing could fail while the girls were grilled over the fire.
Her clit squeezed the steel rod tightly, and she guessed that if it got hot, her orgasm would come again. What an amazing feeling, she smiled. Daddy would have loved to know what she was feeling now, but now she could never speak.
Across the hall, the butchers took the entrails out of the carcass that had been cut euthanized53 and placed them on a wooden table. Fully drained of blood the carcass was already chopped and split and they were busy packing her pieces of meat, she already looked no different than the meat available for selection in a butcher store, and Puncture Grill 22 knew that was exactly what Shanti wanted.
At other tables, six or more butchers were busy at work, with only five meats still quietly waiting for the guillotine. Piercing Grill 22 was very impressed with the huge pile of meat that had been cleanly wrapped and waiting to be boxed.
“That’s right. This one is assigned to pit five.”
Lina squirmed as her steel pole was lifted and carried outside into the warm sunlight by two attendants. The steel pole was set up on supports in two sections of the deep pit. The heat quickly scorched her body and her nipples practically exploded, but the steel pole began to turn mercifully and she felt many hands anointing her body with grease. She wondered why they were greasing her.
“If you think it strange,” said a pleasant voice, “it’s girl’s grease. There’s always plenty of it here, and they don’t spoil the flavor of the meat. After you’ve finished cooking, I expect we’ll collect a lot from you, too.”
Oh! She thought, they’re talking about melted fat her fat. She would melt and drip into those dishes and they would make grease from that.
As the steel rod turned, she saw a girl on each side of her grilling, their shapes familiar to her. They all looked marvelous, but there was no way to tell.
She saw Puncture Grill 38 wink at her and she winked in reply, it was like a naughty shared secret and she smiled for a moment after winking. The next time she faced her, Pierced Grill 74 winked back, Pierced Grill 22 wished they could send messages with a wink, she hadn’t considered it before this, there was so much she wanted to tell her dad.
Her body was covered in a thick layer of grease so the heat was almost bearable, plus the steel rods rotated regularly, giving her a few moments to recover each time before the same parts were baked hot again.
“How long will you give this?” She heard one waiter ask another offhandedly.
“Puncture Grill 22? It’s supposed to grill for five hours. We were told to keep it alive as long as possible, so I put it a little higher than usual. It should last at least until the next hour, maybe longer if we’re lucky.
Then we will move it closer to the fire and roast it faster. It will be ready at the right time.”
Pierced Grill 22 certainly hopes she’s grilled on time. She sighed with silent pleasure through the slit in the steel rod. The steel rod became hot and tight against her grease-lubricated clit. She squirmed, bringing on sensations wild and unexperienced. She wouldn’t let her new sisters down or her father alone, but they’d better get here soon!
(to be continued)