Posted by Ay-Wun on September 06, 2006 at 21:44:28:
"Sell us?! You're going to sell all six of us?!!" cried Daffy to her Dad, aghast at what he had just told them,
"Maybe your Mum too Daphne dear, but it was all her idea!" D.K. Mallard added, defensively.
"Oh Daddy, we thought this trip to Dolcett was to be a fun holiday!"
"Well it still will be, for awhile, but I'll have to sell you girls in order to pay for the franchise, and to equip it back in Lincoln! It'll be an exclusive,'Dolcett Duck Shoot' for the whole UK! Besides, you've all known that you are meat, since your big sis Millie married last year, and we ate your trin Penny for the wedding feast!"
"We played, 'First Cum' for that, I still think she wanted that and faked her's!" cried Daffy's other trin Susie, who had, strangely, allowed Daffy to carry the arguement alone.
Just at that moment, a gorgeous older woman entered the hotel room where the father was beset by his six stunning daughters.
"Oh Mummy!" squealed Priscilla, at sixteen, the youngest of the girls, and only single since Mildred, "Did you find out....?" The rest was drowned out by Jaqui, Joni, and Jane, the seventeen year old triplets, squealing out, in their weird unison,
"Why is there just a double bed in the room, when Daddy reserved for all of us?!!"
"I did, indeed, girls!" she responded, then turned to her husband, "It seems, darling, that unmarried, visiting, meat age girls, under twenty-one, have to spend their nights in the 'Stock Pens'."
"The 'Stock Pens'?!!" cried all six lovelies, at once.
"Yes dears, for the pleasure of local and visiting men and women, to assess your meat, sex, slave, and breeding potential. I've filed my foaling record so you should stand pretty high in breeding, and I'm certain you'll rate right up there in the other three also."
"Ooooo! That sounds like fun!!" intoned the triplets together.
"Oh yes it...!" cried Susie.
"...Really does!" finished Daffy in the way that they often completed each other's sentences since Penny was eaten, breaking up their unison, though they now, more often, spoke individually.
"Oh, another thing, Daddy," said Mum, "One of the girls has to be used for the demonstration, tomorrow, it's a franchise application rule. We'll have a 'Cum Contest' for that, but I won't tell you girls first or last, 'til you've all cum, I don't want any faking!" she admonished. "Oh darling," she addressed Daddy again, "I really should spend my nights in 'The Pens' too, so I can set up ours right, back home. And remember, you promised I'd get to be the first 'Duck' in our first shoot!"
"Hmmm, good idea honey! No I haven't forgotten, just wish you'd change your mind! Say, maybe that 'Cum Contest' could also decide which one takes your place, if I don't have to sell all of them!"
"As you wish darling. Okay girls, get stripped, and get your collars on, so I can lead you over to 'The Pens'!"
I'll be down later to check that place out too." said Daddy.
"Oh! My god!!!" shouted the attorney from Connecticut, as Daffy's educated pussy actually sucked his huge prick all the way in, the moment the head entered. "Where did you learn that ?! It feels fabulous!!"
Mums taught us all, she and Susie are even better, but that wanger of yours is the fab thing!! Oh! Oh! I-I'm Cuuuuummmming!!!"
The way her cunt then twitched on his pole, nearly got Jack off faster then he'd ever done, but managed to hold off, and as it eased off, he slid out.
""I've just got to try that other hole!" he said, lifting Daffy's legs to his shoulders and aiming at her pucker. "Daaaaaamn!!" was his reaction as the sphincter tightened and loosened, massaging, as he went deeper, and her heat seemed to increase. "Are all of you this great?!!" he gasped.
""Almost," grunted Daffy, feeling another orgasm nearing, "Millie used it to get the guy she wanted and-d-d-d-d aaaaaaah!!" as it hit. Jack couldn't hold it this time.
The meat grading they'd had to have, after Mum led the six gorgeous sisters in, chained collar to collar with hands tied behind into the Dolcett HuntCo Stock Pens, where all the meat girls in town had to spend at least on night a month. Most spent many more. Each of the girls had had to bend over for a fuck on the way there. When Mum was asked, she begged off, saying it would be undignified to have cum running down her legs when she got there, but gave him the best head he'd ever had..
All of them had really enjoyed the grading, the pinching, caressing, fingers probing deep inside, and each was brought to a fisting climax, to test reflexes. Every one of them was judged Grade A+, even Mum, at thirty-seven.
That had been immediately followed by a required 'orientation' session, in the torture chamber. All except Prissy had their nipples twisted by their rings, nearly to the tearing point. On Prissy, who wouldn't be ringed until her seventeenth birthday they used clamps, but she enjoyed it as much as the others. They were all then hung, on the huge gallows, for the regulation ten minutes, while being screwed fore and aft. The guys doing Mum were so caught up in what her holes were doing to them, that they nearly left her too long, but the watchful Hangman released her, so that all three collapsed, as they gaspingly came.
While they were getting this preferential, visitor's, treatment they noticed the local girls waiting in line, pouting resentfully, while hoping there'd be enough hard pricks for them. They also hated the rule that rerserved visiting pricks for visiting meat, unless those opted specifically for one of them.
When the 'Cum Contest' was announced, everyone not actively fucking, gathered around to watch. As D.K. was busy fucking a stunning, auburn tressed, visitor from Las Vegas named Nancy, Jack came up behind Mum, in her judging position, and slipped into her moistness.
"Just let it rest there while I judge." she admonished, giving him a few twitches of what to expect, "We'll have a nice finish as soon as the girls have cum,"
Daffy was disappointed to have been paired with Prissy, the least experienced of them all, for she was sure it would be the first, no matter what Mum had said. They had all been instilled, from birth, to always do their best though, so she gave her youngest sister a deep, loving tongue kiss before assuming the regulation, sideways sixty-nine, with her upper leg raised as high as possible, then waited for the 'Go' signal from Mum.
"GO!!!" shouted Mum, and Daffy nipped Prissy's clit with her teeth, as Prissy's tongue snaked into her, reaching the edge of her G-spot, but not the most sensitive part. She herself stabbed in trying that on Prissy, who trembled, but didn't cum. She licked the inner lips, then returned to encircle her lovely sister's clit, as it swelled and extended, as if to meet her.
"Uhn! Uhn! Uhn!" she suddenly heard the familiar gasping cry of her trin Susie, getting first honors.
Then one by one, all her sisters came. Prissy was third, and redoubled her efforts on Daffy, as soon as she recovered. Daffy felt herself cumming, but seconds before she went off, she heard Jaqui, number five, loudly squealing her climax.
"I'm last!" Daffy thought, as she orgasmed, wondering what that would mean.
She saw that she'd have to wait a bit to learn, as she came back to her senses, for Mum was now giving Jack her very best. She could tell by the 'deer in the headlights' stunned look on his face as she drew from him an orgasm like never before. That then set Mum off in her typical, whole body, spasming orgasm.
"You were really great!!" cried Mum, turning to kiss Jack, as he softened and flopped out.
"You! You were incredible!!"he responded, gasping.
"Susie gets to stay with Daddy, if we don't have to sell her!" Mum then announced, "Daffy's our demo!"
The two inch bore of the paint ball shot gun looked really menacing to D.K. Mallard, as he sat in the blind, and loaded huge shells containing many quarter inch balls of red paint into the magazine.
"I'll bet those'll really sting!" he thought.
In the next blind over, Jack was loading his gun with the bright yellow paint ball shells he'd been issued, for identifying his 'kill'. Down the line of twenty yard apart blinds, the other four, "Duck Hunters" were loading green, pink, blue, and orange. These four were merly hunters, not franchise seekers like D.K. and Jack.
Two hundred yards away, Daffy and five other beautiful, nude girls were atop the 'Launch Pad', a long, high, half round structure, the lower floors of which were the spectator's galleries. The top had six radiating catapaults, similar to those used by 'human cannonball' acrobats, without the tube. Each of these was aimed toward one of the blinds, which were in a matching arc.
The 'Duck' girls were now being fitted into their hang gliders, which were decorated in stylized feathers, in the color of their primary hunter. A hunter could, of course, shoot and claim any of the 'ducks' he chose, but the colors told him which of the girls, who had been paraded that morning, he was shooting at, and it was usual that they aimed for the one who matched their paint balls, and were catapaulted toward them.
Daffy squirmed happily, as thick, ten inch dildos were inserted into her pussy and ass, then attached to straps that hooked onto her glider to serve in place of a waist strap or bar. Chains from the hand control bar were hooked to her nipple rings and pulled, painfully, tight. Those girls without rings had clamps tightened to theirs for this. All wore goggles to prevent eye damage. Each 'Duck' was then lain upon her launching dolly, and feet set into stirrups, which kept her legs spread three feet apart, so her pussy was fully exposed. They had all been given a practice run just after dawn, so they knew how to handle the glider and how to use the clearly white marked fans that pointed upward, at strategic points, to use as up drafts. The 'Launch Master' now reiterated what they'd been told earlier,
"Stay inside the wide circle of day-glo orange flags, or you'll be shot down with real bullets, by expert marksmen!"
He didn't tell them that a radio control could release the fabric from their gliders. A loudspeaker warned the hunters and spectators of the imminent launch, then began a short count down.
"Five! Four! Three! Two! ONE!!!"
Six gorgeous girls shot skyward from the roof, some swerving and circling, to make more of a sport of it. Others going directly at their own color, or another. Daffy was torn between flying toward Daddy's gun, and that of Jack, who had been such a great fuck. In this state of distraction she nearly collided with the beautiful girl in the yellow feathered glider.
On the ground, Jack also had a dilemma. To go for the fabulous fucking, and likely great meat of Daffy, or shoot down his own demo, Ellanne, his beautiful niece, who had been thrilled to do this for her beloved uncle. D.K. had no such problem and blasted away at Daffy the moment she swooped over. Jack swiftly decided he could try for both, at the moment of near collision, and fired three quick shots, one of which missed.
Two quick, almost simultanious hits stung Daffy terribly/wonderfully, two paint pellets hitting her creaming cunt, several more on her tender tits, and one right in her navel. Hits upon the glider triggered sensors that opened vents in the fabric that ruined its lift qualities, making it now, just a parachute.
Her turning course put her down on a spot about halfway between the two blinds. Daffy had cum from the sting of the pelting, and recovered only just in time, to kick her feet from the stirrups to land safely upon them, once more nearly bumping into Ellanne. The two beauties threw off their paint smeared goggles and quickly unclipped each other from their gliders, then clasped one another, in mutual glee, with a deep tongue kiss, just as D.K., Jack, and two judges arrived.
The judges were, at first, alarmed that the two girls had smeared paint on each other but, on close examination, determined that Daffy had equal markings of red and yellow, making her meat belong to both hunters. Ellanne was three quarters Jack's and one D.K.'s. Jack immediately proposed that they share Daffy, and that in exchange for Ellanne's quarter, he finance the franchise as equal partners.
"What a wonderful idea!!" agreed D.K., casually fingering the still dildo filled cunt of his former daughter, who now was officially meat.
"Of course, in this arrangement, all the assets of the franchise will be shared, all those spectacular daughters, and that magnificent fuck of a wife!"
Realizing that all would benifit by that, but that Mum may not get her first 'Duck' wish, D.K. readily aggreed, while tweaking the clit of the roast known as Daffy.
"Shall we shake on it then, and begin by jointly tenderizing this fine 'duck' meat?!" he offered.
That hand shake followed, then the dildos were removed, to be swiftly replaced by the prick of Daddy in front, and Jack behind, with that sweet meat squirming, suspended between. Just before entering Daffy, Jack had used a remote to activate the vibrators in the dildos in Ellanne, causing her to fall to the ground in orgasmic surprise. That lovely girl had cum upon launching, which was why she had nearly collided, and had been again, right on the edge.
Daffy had also cum, almost immediately upon her double dick impalement, for she'd been thinking of the real impalement, soon to come. She rocked her hips from side to side and used every muscle flexing trick her Mum had taught her, to give as much pleasure as she recieved, and soon, all three were cumming. The judges were waiting and, as soon as D.K. and Jack were finished, exercised a perk of their job, by fucking both girls.
Jack had never intended to cook Ellanne but, both he and she knew there was the risk of another hunter shooting her down, and doing so. That part had worked out fine but, under the local law, he still now owned her, a situation she thought might be fun, as she snuggled against him while the hunting party made their way to the cooking area.
All the 'Ducks' had been thoroughly cleaned before their early flights, so Daffy was immediately secured on the manual spitting jig. These sporting gentlemen wanted no part of those mechanical Jessica things. Both D.K. and Jack decided to give that gloriously talented cunt one more try, since it was, invitingly, aimed right at them. Her former father was first and gave her two farewell orgasms before he shot his load. Then Jack held off as long as he could under her super ministrations, giving her three more climaxes in the process. The third came as he was spurting. He pulled out, spraying her beautiful body, and waved the waiting SpitMaster in with the eight foot pole he held.
As ecstasy washed over her, Daffy didn't feel him leave or the initial insertion, for it was similar in size to Jack, but the pain of it tearing through her soft, central core made another orgasm mount on top of the one she already was in, sending her to a blissful place she'd never reached before. She'd always held her breath as orgasm struck, so hardly noticed the shaft sliding up her throat and out her open lips. The skilled SpitMaster so swiftly adjusted the position of the air holes that she was several seconds breathing again before she was aware the spit was all the way through her.
She wriggled then, marveling at its stiffness, as they were securing her ankles upon skewers attached to the spit and impaling her wrists to one on the stabilizer that had been pushed up her ass. The warm baste the chefs slathered on her body felt great to her, then she was turned on her back and her already firm, gorgeous tits became even more so, as they injected them with something that felt, painfully, wonderful.
She was still face up when they picked her up, to carry her to the pit, and all her weight pressed her clit to the spit, and the rocking movements of their strides brought her such fabulous sensations that she was already cumming as they set her over the coals. The blazing heat hitting her back caused another of those orgasms on top of orgasms, and from that moment on they just kept coming, so that for the twenty minutes she lasted, there was not another rational thought, only sexual bliss.
Her Mum, sisters, and other girls from 'The Pens' had come down from the spectator's gallery and had a wonderful orgy, as Daffy roasted. All the hunters, judges, and other HuntCo and Dolcett City officials joined in, as five gorgeous girls turned golden brown. Finally, Daffy was served, on a rustic iron platter. Her still lovely head had been removed and her body arranged to look like a duck. The view she presented and the aroma of her meat were a delight to the senses.
At the very first bite of her juicy filet, Jack knew he'd made a great deal. Seeing the rapturous look on Jack's face, D.K. remarked,
"Mum keeps them and herself on a special diet for flavor too!"
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