Posted by Puffy on August 09, 2008 at 23:57:43:
All comments welcome!
Synopsis:
Canniland story detailing how Boxer and Alicia met. Sequel to
Graduation. A little rough play initially but everything’s snappy and
they play with Alicia tied up. Consensual oven roasting.
The Delivery Girl
By Puffy
This was the man’s house. Alicia remembered because he was the only man who ordered from her restaurant – heck, the only man she knew.
Aside from Dani’s boyfriend Matt, she reminded herself. He was a man too. Her best friend was such a lucky girl. Men were so rare these days.
She knocked. Men don’t seem to like doorbells, she noted. Matt didn’t have a doorbell either.
The smell of girl meat wafted from the bags and teased her nostrils. She wished she could sample it. Although she had been working delivery for years, the smell never ceased to make her hungry and she invariably looked forward to the end of her shift, when the restaurant always had some nice trays left over to pick from. Employee benefits.
The man answered wearing nothing but his briefs. He had a nice body. Almost as good as in the magazines. She wanted to reach out and touch his abs.
She collected herself and swallowed her drool. “Here is your order, sir. Belly and shoulder meat, grilled. Chips, gravy and Mountain Dew.”
“Thanks,” he took the bags and presented his card. She swiped the transaction through. It cleared.
“Enjoy your meal,” she said.
The man watched her fiery hair lift and settle as she spun and walked back to her car. Mesmerised by her swaying hips, his underwear suddenly became too tight.
***
Two weeks later Alicia knocked on the door. The man answered, once again in his briefs. She was surprised to find that he was alone, since he had ordered a rather large meal.
“Good evening sir. Whole oven roast,” she patted the girl next to her. “Meet Esprin.”
“Hi,” said the man with a grin.
Alicia cleared his order. “Enjoy your meal, sir,” she said and walked away.
“Wait!” he called.
“Yes?” she turned back to him.
“Would you care to join me for dinner tonight? I can’t eat all of her by myself.”
Alicia smiled inwardly. So that was his idea.
She shook her head. “I’m sorry, but my shift has only just started.”
“Forget your shift and come join me. She should, shouldn’t she, Esprin?”
“Yes, sir, she should,” grinned Esprin, taking Alicia’s hand. “Come join us!”
“I-I...” Alicia collected herself. “You asked me before, haven’t you? That girl who answered the door naked.”
“That was Karina,” said the man. “She won our graduation lottery.”
“Oh! That must mean you were a star student. Are you in college now?” asked Alicia.
“I am. What about you, umm...”
“I went straight into work.”
“What’s your name?”
“Alicia. And yours?”
“Boxer. Come on, join us, Alicia. We’ll have a good time.”
“Well...I can come back after work.”
“But Esprin will be dead by then! Let’s cook her together.”
“That will be good,” agreed Esprin. She drew in Alicia’s hand and pressed it against her breast.
“No!” Alicia pulled herself free. “I’m sorry, but—“
She didn’t know what happened. She heard the door slam behind them and found herself being carried into a bedroom. A cloth gag muffled her screams. Despite her struggles, her arms were soon bound behind her and her ankles secured.
Those abs must give him superhuman strength, she thought.
Her heart pounded in her ears and she writhed her way to the door only to be dragged back by her feet. She started sobbing into her gag, tears streaking down her face. This was not how she had wanted to go. Why would a man commit a crime?
“Shh, shh,” he soothed, kneeling by her face. He grabbed her cheeks and turned her towards him. His hands burned against her face. She blinked to bring him into focus. “It’s OK, babe. I paid for this.”
What? She stopped struggling. Did he buy her too? Well, that made sense, she guessed...
Noting her resignation, he quickly added, “Not for your meat. I can’t eat two girls! No, for your help in preparing her,” he jerked his head at Esprin. “You get the rest of the night off from deliveries. Sorry about this, but I asked and they said you were into this BDSM thing.” He removed her gag. “I thought it would be fun.”
“It was, now that I know,” said Alicia. “Wait...my work told you I wanted to be kidnapped?”
“Unfortunate, isn’t it? It’s more exciting when you don’t know but you can’t enjoy it unless you do.”
“Most people just tell me they hired my help,” said Alicia.
He rocked his head from side to side in amusement. “Yes...but I also think you’re cute.”
Alicia’s face took on the colour of her hair.
“Admit it, it was exciting. You only have to help me cook Esprin, but you also get the night off. We can do more of this later – if you want. And when I called, they thought I was hiring you, so they told me your preferences. That’s how I got this idea.”
With her bindings removed, Alicia brushed herself off and straightened her uniform. She turned to Esprin, who was already naked. “Do you like whole roasters?” she asked him. “Esprin here came through the processing centre, so she’s been fasting and cleansed, so there’s no need to gut her. Do you have the preparation bag, dear? Ah, good. The garnishes and sauces are all in there. What did you order, anyway? Oh, the lemon pack. Is this your first oven roast? I thought so. We always recommend the lemon pack for first-timers. It’s simple and easy to do, but since you had paid for my help you could have gone for something more ambitious. Still, the lemon pack gives you a good first taste. Anyway, you can have sex with Esprin before we cook her, if you want.”
He was looking at her. Alicia felt his gaze piercing her; she never knew she could get impaled by line of sight. And it felt so good! She felt the blood rush through her body.
Lowering her gaze, she chuckled. “You want to have sex with me.”
He said nothing.
“It’s Esprin’s last chance, so you should give her a good send-off,” she said. What was she doing? This was a man.
Nodding silently, he reached out for Esprin’s hand and led her to the bed.
While they were at it, Alicia prepared the oven. She sprayed the tray and heated the sauce.
When they returned, she sponged down Esprin and rubbed gel through her hair. “Keeps it from catching fire,” she explained. She handed him a brush. “Sauce her up while I do her face.”
When Esprin was covered down to her knees, Alicia ordered her to lie back on the tray. She sponged off the soles of her feet and packed the stuffing into her pussy.
“Boxer, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” he replied. Esprin’s toes wriggled as Boxer brushed her foot.
“You must be pretty smart, taking home the valedictory roast.”
He simply shrugged.
“I left school early to start working. There’s no point, is there? I won’t be making it to my thirties, so I may as well enjoy life now.”
“You can always opt out,” said Boxer.
She gave him a stern look. “That’s not what I meant. I want to be eaten. Before I’m thirty. But why finish school when I will have no use for it? You’re in college now, aren’t you? What are you studying?”
“Nucleonics.”
“What’s that? Physics?”
“And some engineering.”
“Grab the twine and I’ll show you where to tie her,” said Alicia now that she had finished plugging Esprin’s holes. “How are you holding up, babe?”
“Good. I can’t wait to start cooking.”
“Do you mind if I nibble her ear?” she asked Boxer. “Thanks.” Esprin giggled when Alicia chewed lightly on her.
“It won’t be long now. Wrists to ankles,” she instructed. “Loop it around here. That’s right. Now tighten it. Excellent! Can you move, dear? Perfect. Now get her into the oven.”
“You lift that side.”
“What?”
“I’m not Superman. Help me lift her.”
So much for those abs, thought Alicia.
They grunted their way to the oven. “Bye-bye!” called Esprin as she went in head-first.
“See you in a bit, babe,” Alicia closed the door. She peered in through the screen. “I so wish that was me.”
“You could volunteer.”
“You know, maybe I will.”
“How would you want to go?”
Alicia didn’t answer him. She silently peered through the oven window watching Esprin twitch as her outstretched fingers struggled to reach her clitoris. They could help her, but she would be back in distress the moment they slid her back into the oven again. Besides, Alicia knew that the arousal was the best part. She always orgasmed in her fantasies, but that was because she wasn’t cooking for real. It was better to pass away building up to an orgasm rather than in the afterglow. Esprin would enjoy it more if they didn’t help her off.
“How are you going to spend the rest of the night?” Boxer finally spoke again.
Alicia pretended to think for a moment, but there was never any question. “Get the rope.”
When Boxer returned, she had tossed her uniform aside and presented him her arms behind her. “Tie me up.”
“Why the nibbling?” asked Boxer. He pushed her onto the bed and proceeded to join her ankles to her wrists.
“It’s a sort of pre-emptive revenge. I am going to get eaten, so I am going to eat other people, especially if I like them. I want them so bad I simply cannot wait until they’re dead.”
“Yeah?” Boxer tossed his briefs aside.
She raised her head. “Let me nibble on your ear.”
“Why should I?”
“Because it’s not fair!”
“No?”
“Because you will get to eat me—“
“I told you, I didn’t buy your meat. Your obligations ended when Esprin entered the oven.”
“That’s not strictly true. I still have to carve her up afterwards. So don’t be too rough, OK? That was also not what I meant. One day you’re going to eat me—“
“Am I?”
“Yes!”
“OK.”
“One day you’re going to eat me, and I will never get to eat you. But at least I can pretend.”
“Why would you want to eat me?”
Alicia turned her head away, but Boxer still saw her ears redden. She nodded at the beam above his bed. “I have that same brand at home. Do you want to hang me?”
“Later,” said Boxer. “I do have a new choke collar. I will use it on you if you answer me a question.”
“Shoot.”
“You want to nibble my ear—“
“Yes.”
“—but you want to pretend to eat people you like. So you like me?”
After a moment’s silence: “Oh fuck, you are so annoying!”
Boxer held up the leather collar. “Answer.”
Alicia tried to roll off the bed but Boxer grabbed her arm and pulled her back. She tried to turn away but he straddled her chest and, placing a hand on her cheek, eased her head back to facing him. She noticed that his throbbing penis was squeezed between her breasts, his knees pushing her mounds together. “Answer.”
“Yes,” she said defiantly.
“Why?”
“Oh god, what sort of question—“
He firmly patted her cheeks twice. “Why?”
“I don’t know.”
Saying nothing, Boxer raised the collar to tease her and started rocking his hips back and forth, stimulating himself on her breasts. He knew she was achingly wet.
“I-I really don’t know. Why are you being so cruel?”
“Cruel? You wanted me to hang you.”
“Yes, but teasing me is far more cruel!”
“Just answer my question. Why?”
“I really don’t know! I just do, all right?”
“We don’t really know each other.”
“Oh fuck. I see you all the time. Come on, choke me. Please?”
Boxer slipped the collar around her neck.
“Thank y – urk!”
He spread her knees and glided into her, starting immediately with rapid pumps. He rubbed his nose against one of her nipples and then took it in his mouth, rolling it between his teeth. She arched her back and rocked against him.
He felt her spasm and shot his load.
***
“Doesn’t she smell wonderful?” remarked Alicia, filling up Boxer’s plate.
He passed her a second plate. “Join me for dinner.”
“Even with my help, we won’t be able to finish all of her tonight,” she said.
“We’ll do what we can.”
“Can I have her ear?”
“Go for it.”
“You know, Esprin used to go to my school. Before I dropped out. She was a pretty smart girl. And pretty too. Pretty and pretty smart. I think she got valedictorian, maybe the same year as you? Maybe we’re a year younger? You know, I have wanted to eat her for so long. Maybe I’m just an evil little bitch, but I love seeing the other girls in my class end up as meat. Did you know that the processing centre puts up photos of each girl up online? So far I have found a quarter of my class on their website. Girls I hated, some I liked. Don’t get me wrong,” she quickly continued. “I don’t wish ill on any of the girls – not even on the ones I didn’t like. It just...gives me a thrill seeing people I knew snuff it, you know?”
“It’s not just you. A lot of girls are like this. Girls and gossip go together like geese and grains.”
“What?”
“Alliteration. Something I came up with when I made this observation.”
“Yeah...” Alicia chewed throughtfully on Esprin’s ear. “I never did like poetry.”
“This meat is wonderful,” said Boxer.
Alicia cleaned the meat from Esprin’s ribs. “A lot of it is thanks to the girl. Esprin must have taken good care of herself. I think she was a vegetarian, so her meat tastes a bit different to normal. You’ll have to try a meat-eating girl for a roast so you can experience both.”
“Didn’t she eat the valedictory roast?”
“She would have made an exception for that. Do you mind if I have her nose? Cheers. Esprin is a lot skinnier than I remember; she must have lost weight. I would never have imagined she could manage to become whole roast grade.”
“She must have wanted it badly enough,” noted Boxer.
“Yeah. The idea of being cooked the way we want encourages a lot of women to look after themselves. That’s her liver, you don’t want that. I’ll give you some good recipes for her organs later. Or I’ll just come back and make them for you. You won’t mind, will you? Here, have some arm meat. Also try the meat around her clavicles. I have always thought that is the sexiest part of a woman’s body. Everybody focuses on our tits and arse and our cunts, and overlook some of these goldmines. It’s good meat, isn’t it? Here, feel mine. It’s such a shame the clavicles have so little meat, but the little it has is so good. The texture just grabs you, doesn’t it?”
“It’s good,” said Boxer through a mouthful of Esprin’s clavicles. “I see you have an affinity for eating a girl’s face. Her ears, then her nose.”
“Yeah, well, they’re the parts I nibble on while they’re still alive so it’s just natural to eat them for real when they’re done, you know? Oh, I just noticed, this is a nice table. Which girl did it come from?”
“Karina.” Boxer pointed at the mounted head.
“The girl who won the school lottery? Wow! Hey, maybe I can buy some furniture made from the girls I used to go to school with. That would be so cool. Did you know that I have been saving up? I wanted to eat a girl from my school so bad, I was going to buy one as a whole roaster when I had the money.”
“If you had stayed in school, you might have been able to eat more of your classmates.”
“Ha! I would have ended up on the platter. And that’s the last thing I want – it would have been so embarrassing, being eaten by them.”
“But you want me to eat you?”
Alicia leaned towards Boxer and licked the tip of his nose. Then she poked her tongue between his lips. He acquiesced and, grabbing the back of her head, pulled her closer for a deep kiss. His loins stirred. Quickly freeing his cock from his underpants, Boxer forced Alicia’s head onto his shaft. This caught her off guard, causing her to gag, but she recovered and started servicing him. When he relaxed his hands, she started moving her head up and down to work him up.
“You really are into the rough stuff,” observed Boxer. A few minutes later, “Oh! Oh! I’m cumming!”
Alicia lifted her head up. “Looks like you do get to eat me after all,” joked Boxer.
She swallowed. “Yeah. I guess this will have to do.”
For dessert, Alicia cracked open Esprin’s skull and spooned out her brain. Passing the plate to Boxer, she said, “Eat up.”
“Is this supposed to make me smarter?”
“It can’t hurt. You’ll really ace nucleonics!”
“So you really want me to eat you,” said Boxer.
“I say what I mean.”
“I’ll do it on some conditions.”
“Shoot,” Alicia leaned forward.
“Opt out of the lottery and change your contract with the restaurant. Nobody can order you.”
“That’s obvious enough. I wouldn’t want somebody else to order me for meat.”
“I get to choose when.”
“Sure. But before I’m thirty, OK?”
“Deal.”
“And kidnap me again.”
“It won’t be the same,” said Boxer.
“We can try!”
“I’ll think about it.”
“And after dinner, hang me up on that beam.”
“Who’s setting the conditions?” laughed Boxer.
“Please?”
“What’s in it for me?”
“Oh you!” Alicia slapped Boxer’s arm.