Posted by Ay-Wun on October 30, 2006 at 14:51:34:
It was the annual convention of the Society of Professional Industrial Technique and Science, and Celeste was the guest of honor, or to be more accurate, the entre'e. She'd volunteered when Doctor Stein, assured her that she could now experience the whole thing from start to finish. She trusted him, without a qualm, as he was an old family friend, who'd even baby sat her as a child.
"How can this be Norman, how may I experience it all?" she asked, using his middle name.
His father, after whom he was named, had also been a family friend, and this name was used to avoid confusion, though his colleagues called him Frank.
"It will become clear, my dear, as we go along, but come along now, we mustn't keep the designated 'Tenderizing Committee' waiting."
They entered the committee's suite on the tenth floor of the Dolcett Hilton, where the distinguished ten member panel, of eight men, and two women eagerly waited to do their duty. She was immediately ushered into a luxury bedroom with a super-king-sized bed, sauna, hot tub, full bar, and all the other amenities of a first class hotel.
Quickly stripped of everything except her six inch hooker-heels, that made her tower over even tall men, the statuesque beauty spread her loveliness across that bed, happily awaiting what was to come. As President of the Society, Dr. Stein was ex-officio chairman of the committee, and therefore led off the proceedings.
With a tube of KY, drawn from the lavish supplies the hotel provided, he chose to begin at the end. Lubing his target and his long slender shaft, he had Celeste put her long, lovely limbs over his shoulders, smoothly entering her hienie hole. She gasped with pleasure through a small amount of the pain this caused and by the sybaretic sensations it wrought.
"Oh, Norman, I never dreamt you could get that deep, or I'd have had you long ago!" she cried, arching her back to take full advantage of his long length.
"If only you'd told me your fantasies back then, I'd have been eager to oblige." proclaimed the panting professor. An Nobelist and a Nun had taken over her titties, as a Temporal Technician tweaked her clitty. All these ministrations brought Celeste quickly to climax, with another to follow as Norman shot his first offering into her depths.
Over the next three hours, all orifices were entered by the men, or offered by the ladies, in every sort of sexual congress possible and all of those facilities and amenities offerd by the room used in some manner, so that this sweet young woman felt herself satiated as never before, and ready to roast.
Down the private VIP elevator she was carried by that rump committee to the specially set up banquet hall. With tables set up in raised tiers, circling a large central platform to which Celeste was taken to thunderous applause from the fully occupied tables. Upon this platform, besides a very large electric rotisserie, there were odd looking electronic units, and a compact hydraulic guillotine.
Seeing this last, and understanding instantly its purpose, though it looked nothing like its traditional French counterpart, Celeste quailed, throwing her arms about the good Doctor's neck.
"You said I'd experience it all, but how can I if you kill me first?" she cried in despair.
"Fear not," he answered, "All our wonders will soon be revealed, trust me."
Carressing her, he eased her down onto the dread machine, clamping her neck into the lunette. Three gorgeous nude women now joined Stein on the platform, as the Doctor told all assembled that the three had been specially trained over many hours to act swiftly, as a team, to carry out their precision tasks. As reward, they are assured a position in the next usage of this, our newest roasting technique.
The three took their positions now, as Stein comforted Celeste, telling her to have faith in what he'd told her.
"All will go well, dear girl, I assure you."
One girl now held Celeste loosely by her hair, another was at the electronic controls to one side, while the third stood ready beside her shoulders with a metal unit about the size and shape of a large tomato juice can with four long velcro straps dangling from what looked to be an open end. As stated before, this guillotine was not the usual kind. This one had two razor sharp blades that came together from the sides by super swift and certain hydraulic power to sever smoothly whatever was between. In this case, that being Celeste's lovely slender neck.
At a signal from Stein, Cindy, the girl at the controls pushed a big red button on the panel, and the two blades came instantly together, parting Celeste's beautiful head from her gorgeous body. This head was seized by Sarah, who swiftly set the neck into a hole on the top of the control console, as Tammy, by the body pressed the can over the neck before a significant amount of blood had been lost, securing the straps under the arm pits of Celeste's body. The moment the head and can were in place, Cindy pressed a large green button and lights lit up on the control panel. As those lights lit, the body began moving its limbs as though, it thought it lived, and Celeste's head opened its eyes and licked its lips.
"What just happened?" said Celeste, then, gasping, as she saw what had been her body being secured, and readied for the spit by Sarah and Tammy, as Cindy adjusted Celeste's life support systems for maximum efficiency.
"I'm alive, but my body's over there, and I can feel them tying me up," cried Celeste, "And there's an odd almost, pain in my neck."
"Nanobots are keeping your head and body alive, and linking them electronicly," explained Stein to Celeste, in a voice loud enough, with amplification, so that all the audience could hear, "And the box your head is seated in, has life support that may keep you alive indefinitely, but at least long enough for your body to be roasted and eaten, as you experience it all, as I promised you."
The room again rang with clamorous applause, and many spontaneous cheers.
Satisfied all was well with Celeste, Dr.Stein now wielded a nine foot spit, thrusting into the pouting pussy of the waiting body. Fucking it in and out about eight to ten inches, about a dozen times brought sighs of joy from Celeste's head.
"All of this is being recorded inside your life unit," said Cindy softly to Celeste, "It can be played back whenever you like, as can the things that you were sensing all through all of that went on upstairs."
"How wonderful!" panted Celeste.
"Brace yourself," warned Stein, as you cum, I'll shove it through."
Moments later, she was screaming in orgasm, and the Doctor pressed his advantage. It must have hurt like hell as it tore through, emerging from a hole in the top of the can, that had been 'til now, covered with a metal cap. When her scream stopped, Celeste held her mouth wide open for a few moments, as if the spit were there, then relaxed and smiled.
"It hurt a lot," she sighed, "But it's such a womderful feeling!" she cried, as tears of joy coursed down her cheeks.
"I think though, that I'd better gag you before you go on the rotisserie," said Stein, "The pain will likely be much greater for awhile, until the nerve endings burn off, or your body dies." That said he put a ball gag into her mouth, as she made no protest. "I'll take it out as soon as I can see you're ok," He told her, "Blink your eyes rapidly if you want Cindy to turn down the pain." As this conversation took place, Sarah and Tammy had put a quick setting fireproof sealant into the can around the neck, and once it set, the straps were removed.
With ankles and wrists bound together, Celeste's body was turned over and gutted, stuffed with a gourmet recipe, and reclosed with staples. The two girls then carried her to the rotisserie, and set her to rotating over the red glowing electrodes. Through the gutting, Celeste could be seen to be in great pain by the way her eyes and teeth clinched shut, or opened wide. This showed even more as the heat acted on her distant body, 'til she remembered and blinked rapidly. Cindy turned the level of pain transmission down a little until the blinking stopped. She was careful not to over do it though, as she knew Celeste wanted that pain experience, as she would when her turn came.
Half an hour later, as the skin crackled and began browning, as the first auto basting sprays came on from the collected drippings, Celest's eyes were clearly smiling and free of pain, so Cindy took out the gag, eagerly asking,
"How was it hon?"
"So painful, but so great!!" was the sighing reply she received. Celeste now gloried in the remaining transitory feelings transmitted from her roasting body, soon all that remained for the next few hours was the tantalizing, mouth watering aromas wafting in the air to her, and all the soon to be diners.
When finally done, Celest's body was portioned out to all the conentioneers, she was fed half her own cunt filet, the Doctor getting the other half, and samples of her other cuts until she was sated by this and side dishes. Celeste was the first to truely have the total cooking experience, and having all those experiences recorded in her storage, was able to have them again at any time, at any level of intensity.
After Celeste, the transfer was automated, so new teams were not needed to be trained for Cindy, Tammy, and Sarah when their turns came, nor for the many others who followed. The problem, however remains, what to do with all those noisy heads,
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