Posted by P Devadis on August 13, 2002 at 00:04:38:
Swedish Delight
by P Devadis
Chapter 1 The Auction
Mister Chronos was starting to lose patients waiting for lot 89 to come up. It was hot in the room. The air conditioning was barely working. The body heat from the others did not help. To make matters worst, it was August, in Savannah, Georgia. He hated the dog days of August. To top it off, lot 89 was the last of the day. It seemed like each sale took forever. The auctioneer was working at half speed. Maybe it was the heat, or maybe he was dragging things out to build suspense. In any case, he wished that the lot would start soon.
He knew one thing for certain. He was going to be the successful bidder. Money would not be a factor. At any cost he would have what he wanted. Money was not a problem with him. But he just wanted to get it over. "Damn, they are only up to lot 76." He wiped the sweat away from his fat chin.
He first got a hint of lot 89 from a friend. The thing was word of mouth. It was anyone’s guess as to who started it. Maybe it was a worker at the auction house? The "inside worker theory" was his favorite, followed by a "set up" by the auction house.
Regardless, he was not one to act until he checked things out for himself. A week prior to the auction he visited the place to inspect the lot for himself. He then realized that maybe the folks who owned the auction house wasn’t that smart. Regardless, the stories the girl were true, and then some! He left the place knowing he had to have her at any cost.
Still, he had to wonder why the lot was placed for the last sale of the day. Maybe they knew what they had, after all, how could they not know!
Because of the system, the bidder had to bid on the whole lot. However his interest was in just one of the three girls in the lot. The other two were common, but the third one was special………very special.
A fellow gourmet who could not take advantage of the auction was the one alerted him to her.
Finally, the lot 88 sale was completed. The lot was sold to a fancy and high price Atlanta restaurant. At least he was not bored by this sale. All four girls were prime meat and they resisted from the start to the end. Some of the workers had to be called from the in-house butcher shop to get them under control. It was a joy to watch.
After things settled down, the auctioneer returned to the stage. He walked over to the microphone. Slowly he started to speak. " Ladies and Gentleman, we have a last minute change in the make up of lot 89." "Instead of three girls, only one will be offered at this time, the other two girls will be for auction tomorrow, in lot 1."
"Damn, they know!" he thought . "No matter, I will have her."
As on cue, the girl was lead on stage with an auction house worker on both sides of her, and another behind her. The first thing that everyone in the room noticed was her height. She appeared to be well over 6 feet tall. She was wrapped in the official "Sweet Peach Meat Company" blanket, her hands was tied behind her back and her mouth was taped. She was wearing high heels, all the better to show off her leg meat to the bidders.
Her full long blond hair came to her shoulders. Her facial features were that of a beauty queen. Her eyes were big, blue, and wide open.
The room filled with excitement. Even with the blanket she looked sexy, and better yet, nice and meaty. Everyone forgot the heat in the room. The young girl was slowly led to the center of the stage.
The auctioneer returned to the microphone.
"It is my great pleasure to offer lot 89, last, but not least."
"She is 20 and a half years old. She stands 6 feet, 2 inches." "Her weigh is currently about 158 pounds." "She is graded prime meat, graded A+++." " She has just been fattened and is ready to butcher."
With that the auctioneer ripped away the blanket.
She looked even better to him then she did last week. Since then, they gave her a nice deep tan. The tan, along with the beads of sweat on her body, gave her the appearance that she just came from the oven.
He thought, "These bastards don’t miss a trick, this is going to cost me plenty."
He started to feel hungry for the girl’s flesh. He started to dream "With Beauford’s butchering skills, she would easily yield over a 100 pound of prime meat."
"It will take me awhile to figure out now best to butcher her, such choices." He could almost taste the meat………. nice, tender juicy thigh steaks were his favorite.
This girl had the best-developed thighs he had ever encountered. Her whole body was perfect. She had just the right amount of fat content. Whoever fattened her for slaughter was an expert. Of course she deserved much or the credit just by being her. She must have been a hell of a find for the person who sold her to the auction house.
The first thing that attached him to her was her size. The second were her nipples. Her breasts were ample, shapely, firm and real! Her nipples constantly stood out, they were maybe a half an inch in length. He just wanted to bite them off and eat them raw. He could hardly wait to get her.
The girl looked terrified. She looked wildly around the room at all the men staring at her. The auctioneer approached the girl from behind and run his hands over her sweaty golden tanned thighs. "Just look at these tender, juicy thighs." The meat is firm to the touch and the texture is perfect." She has been corned fed to perfection." "Note the nice layer of meat on her ribs and her meaty butt." With that, he turned her around, displaying a shapely and sexy ass, stamped with the Sweet Peach Meat Company Seal on her left cheek. Everyone in the room stood up for a better look at this mouth-watering piece of girl meat.
"Well" thought the auctioneer, "it appears I have a hot one."
As she was turned around a stream of urine ran down her leg. Her eyes were wide with fear. One of the workers quickly produced a towel and wiped her clean.
"Shall we start the bidding?" With that, a large scale was rolled to the center of the stage and the girl was led on it. The large digital dial above her head showed 158.4 pounds.
The auctioneer grabbed her left breast. "Because of the quality and the appearance of this meat, the bidding will start at thirty dollars a pound." The audience was amazed at such a high starting price. True, she was a rare find, but thirty dollars a pound was about ten more the average going price of a girl graded prime.
"I bid 30." yelled Mister Chronos. Everyone in the room turned to face him.
He was a regular at the auction house. They called him "The Greek" behind his back. He was always looking for the best buy. He always managed to buy top quality girls, for the least amount of money. Rumor had it that he was rich and was a gourmet cook. It was also rumored that the only meat he ever cooked and ate was the human female kind. All the rumors were true.
The Greek loved girl meat. He loved the taste and the texture and he love the sexual overtones of feasting on young mature girls. He believed strongly in the proper "presentation" of the main course, was an expert cook and understood the just the right wine to serve.
Over the years he developed several breast recipes breasts that turned such an uneatable item into something that was not only delicious, but also erotic.
His guest loved the breast dishes. The recipes involved removing the tissue that was not eatable and replaced it with perfectly spiced ground meat from the calf or shoulder. After re-shaping the outer skin over the ground meat, the dish it looked like the original breast. He roasted it in the oven to a golden brown.
This girl would be perfect for that, but he was not going to share those breasts with his guest. This girl would be all his.
He never achieved any real skill at butchering girls, but he tried. The cuts of meat were never exactly what he wanted. Finally, he found Beauford, a highly skilled butcher. Beauford did all of his butchering, usually charging $225 a girl.
From the back of the room came "35" followed by 38 from the front. "$40.00" yelled Mister Chronos. This was followed in rapid order by "42, 42 ½, 43, 44 and 44 ½" from around the room. "55 dollars!" yelled Mister Chronos. The room fell silent in wonder. "That is surely a new record." thought the auctioneer. He yelled, "Do I hear 56?" followed by silent.
His heart started to beat faster "She is mine!"
"Going once... going twice... gone to Mister Chronos for 55 dollar a pound, live weigh, making for a grant total of $8712.00." shouted the auctioneer. Mister Chronos could almost taste the meat.
The girl was led off stage to the preparation room and Mister Chronos followed, reaching in his jacket for his checkbook. As he entered the room, the girl was standing in the room, bathed in sweat. Again, he stared at her breasts and those sexy nipples.
"Well, Mister Chronos, congratulations on your purchase" the cashier said as he was handed the check. "This is a new record in turns of total purchase price, but our record per pound is $56.75." "Will you be using our butcher shop?"
"No." he replied, "Please prepares her. I want to take her to with me."
"Very well Sir, let me get you a certificate of ownership and that new INS form."
"What INS form?"
"Well, since her is imported, the INS has a new requirement she be butchered within 30 days." It is to prevent importing girls for use as hookers, whoever does her has to sign the form." replied the Clerk.
"Does she speak English?"
"Yes, very well." was the answer.
Mister Chronos was thrilled that the girl was imported from Sweden. It was his first Swedish girl. Up until now, of all imported ones, he enjoyed Brazilians girls the most. They usually had the erotic appearance that he liked and excellent fat to lean meat ratio.
The clerk handed Mister Chronos the two forms. On one of the forms, his name, address and his national identification number appeared in the section tilted "Owner"
Neatly printed in the section labeled "Description of Property" was:
Name: Brita Gustausson,
Place of Birth: Nisshttan, Sweden
Date of Birth: March 27, 2016
Height: 6" 2" (1.88 Meters)
Weight: 160 llbs (72 Kilograms)
Hair: Blonde
Color of Eyes: Blue
Date of Sale: August 14, 2037
At the bottom of the form was a full set of Brita’s fingerprints.
The second form required a signature from a butcher licensed by the government for human meats, along with their license number and date of slaughter. Mister Chronos turned to the clerk and ask if the form could be signed by one of their butchers.
The clerk replied, "No sir, we would be fined if we got caught."
"Would $20 for you and another $20 for the butcher get the job done?" said Mister Chronos.
"Yes sir, what date?" said the clerk, taking the $40 from him. "Tomorrow" was the answer.
All this was made necessary because Beauford was not licensed for human stock. He owned a shop dealing in mostly cattle and pigs and refused to get a human license. He did not want the oversight that came with it. However, he was a great butcher and Mister Chronos refused to use anyone other than Beauford for his girls.
Shortly the clerk returned with the signed form.
The Greek took out his cell phone, dialed a number and after a short time spoke in to it "Billy, please come to the prep room, I have a job for you."
Billy was his right hand man. Billy was a big, slow-witted man, who always did what he was told, no questions asked.
He kept Billy on his pay roll because of this size, 6 feet, 6 inches, 300 or so pound, and as such, could easily handle the girls. Billy was very good at simple day-to-day tasks as well.
The attendances approached the girl. One of them checked the rope that bounded her hands behind her back and the other bend, removed her high heels, slipped a "Juicy Peach Meat Company" garter belt on her right thigh and tied her ankles tightly together.
Mister Chronos walked over to her and grabbed a handful of her long hair, pulling her head back. He looked in her big wide deep blue eyes and, leaning on his tip-toes he placed his mouth on her neck and ran his wet tongue along her neck, tasting the salt from her sweat, until the tongue reached her left ear.
With his right hand, he grabbed a handful of the firm flesh of her butt and squeezed hard, feeling the tender meat. Softly he spoke. "It time to give your juicy meat to Daddy." It was a ritual he performed with all his girls.
The tape over her mouth was replaced with a fresh piece.
As Billy entered the room, they started to wrap her in the blanket. Mister Chronos stopped them "We will take her as she is………. Billy, please take her to the van."
With that Billy approached the girl, picked her up, slung her over his shoulder, grabbing a handful of thigh meat, with his big hairy, almost ape like, hand, and walked out the room. Billy loved this part of his job.
Charter 2 The Inspection
Mister Chronos entered the kitchen and turned on the over-head lights. In the center of the room was a small butcher block table and on the far wall was a very large oven, along with smaller, double ovens and a large in-door gas grill.
On the left of the room there was a walk-in meat locker and a large freezer. On the right was a tiled area with a drain in the floor and rope hooks embedded in the floor and the ceiling. Behind this area was a cage with two beds.
He called this part of the room his prep area. He originally designed it for slaughtering and butchering. Now he used it to inspect his girls, get them ready for Beauford, holding them until it was time.
Occasionally he would obtain a girl that needed some fattening and would use the cage as a fattening pen. Now, he used it mostly as a holding place for girls waiting for an appointment for with Beauford.
The drive to Hilton Head was fast, the traffic being light. The United Nations population control act of 2018 was starting to show positive results. There was even talk about reducing the numbers in the lottery. He hoped not, because it would only drive the prices up.
One thing he know for certain, the act would never be appealed. It was far too popular with the rich and powerful. Just this spring, the run-up for "The Meat Girl of the Year for 2036." was served at a fancy White House dinner. To top things off, even through the winner was given a pass, she volunteered to served at a dinner to raise money for charity.
The Greek shouted "Billy, bring her in here."
He was nearly breathless waiting thinking of this moment. Finally it was here! She was his to do with whatever he wanted! What he wanted now, most, was to feel her.
Billy entered the room carrying the girl in the same manner that he did when he left the "Sweet Peach Meat Company". Billy loved the feel of the weigh of the girl on his shoulder and feel of her thigh flesh. Billy had a big hard-on, caused by something he did not understand. Regardless, he enjoyed it.
"Billy" said Mister Chronos; "I want you to get her ready for me." Billy knew exactly what to do, having done it many times.
He walked to the tiled area and set the girl on her feet. Next he untied her hands and using the rope he tied one end to her left wrist and the other to the hook above her head. He kneed and untied her ankles and removed the garter belt from her right thigh, taking his time, slowly sliding it down with both hands wrapped around her thigh, enjoying the feel of the girl’s firm smooth flesh.
Since she was now secure, he walked to the butcher-block table, open a draw and got two more pieces of rope. With one piece he tied her right waist to the second hook.
The Greek walked to the far wall and pressed a switch. The ropes started tighten, forcing the girl’s arms above her head. He slowly adjusted the rope tension until her arms were mostly extended.
Next, Billy kneeled and tied a rope to the girl’s right ankle. He forced her leg to the right and tied the rope to a hook mounted in the floor. He repeated the operation with her left ankle.
Using the wall switches, Mister Chronos make the final adjustments, forcing the girl to almost her tiptoes. "Perfect!"
The Greek left the room and shortly returned with a digital camera. He spend the next 15 minutes taking pictures of her from all angles. He loved looking at the pictures of his girls when he dined and enjoyed showing them to his guests prior to and during the meal. He took lots of photos of her breasts and the nipples that excited him so much.
He placed the camera on the table and returned to the girl, closely studying her. He reached up and ripped the tape from her mouth, exposing her sexy mouth, He lips were full and sexy. They were the kind of lips porno films makers liked for their movies, especially for the oral sex scenes. She had the type of mouth that gave men erections. Like all men, Mister Chronos got an erection.
"Please" she sobbed, "No!"
"Shut up" shouted the Greek, "What is your name?"
"Mitt namn ar Brita" was her reply.
"Well, Brita, you may as well accept your fate."
"You can, how you say?…………..use me for other pleasures……sexually ……please!"
With that Mister Chronos placed his index finger on her sexy full lips.
"You have nice sexy lips girl, suck on my finger for me. I want to see now you look"
"Gor som du vill." was her reply.
Slowly the girl sucked, as if the finger was a penis. He felt her warm wet mouth and thought "I must have the butcher save her tongue for me."
Her full lips looked so sexy wrapped around his finger. Salvia formed on her lips as she sucked. Slowly he withdrew his finger.
Mister Chronos reached into his jacket, took out his cell phone and dialed a number. In a few seconds the girl heard the man talking on the phone and felt his free hand slowly squeezing her behind.
"Hello Beauford."
"Yes, I got her!"
"Over $8,000, but wait until you see her."
"158 pounds."
"I don’t want to wait on this, can I bring her in tomorrow?"
"Okay thanks, 8 o’clock it is!"
"Thank you, see your tomorrow."
"Who was that!" cried the girl.
"When was the last time you eat?" was his reply.
"Three days ago!"
"Excellent" Mister Chronos kneeled behind the girl and started to run his hand along her calf and up her long tanned leg, to her inner right thigh. Slowly he inched up, squeezing and testing the young tender, firm meat.
It was a ritual he had performed many times. Over a long period he was able to develop the skill to accuracy judge the quality of the meat by sense of feel.
By the time he reached the girl’s upper inner thigh he started to hungry for her flesh, in a big way. It was his favorite cut of meat and this girl was prime. A nice upper thigh filet steak from that part of the thigh, cooked medium rare, was what he wanted. He just knew her meat would be perfect. He leaned forward and applied his lips to the meat, taking some in this mouth and gently biting the flesh, testing the texture. "Excellent! she is ready for my table." he thought.
He stood up and slapped the girl’s shapely ass. "That was your butcher on the phone sweet meats." He said.
"Om Gud Vill…………hjalp!!"
She sobbed loudly, tears rolling down her pretty face. The Greek paid no attention to her; he was busy feeling the nice layer of meat on her ribs. He loved ribs in a nice sauce, cooked on the barbeque and this meat was perfect. She was fattened just to the right degree. He wished he knew of the secrets of the professional who got her ready for market.
Finally he noticed her tears and using his limited Swedish he said "Det hjalpen inte att grata."
As he spoke a young woman entered the room, carrying a glass of white vine. "Oh! You got her!" she said
"Hi Marie, sweetie." said the Greek.
"Hi Tantalos, congratulations, I know how bad you wanted her!"
Maria was the Greek’s gird friend for the pass year. She was twenty-two years old and twenty-five younger that the Greek. The best way to describe the young Mexican girl would be "statuesque", "voluptuous." and "full-figured". She was wearing a tight mini-dress, high heels and lots of expensive jewelry.
She put her glass of vine on the table and walked over to the girl and lightly ran her left hand up the back of her thigh while looking at her breasts. "God, I wished I had those nipples." she thought to herself. "I could get a bigger diamond with nipples like these."
"Tantalos, did you notice the nipples on her?"
"No." the Greek lied.
Maria’s friends were shocked when they found out the Greek was her boy friend. ‘Aren’t you afraid?" they asked.
"No, I am not legal." was the answer. Besides, she found it sort of exiting living with a cannibal such the Greek.
She knew that she could sign herself over to him in front of a USDA official, but didn’t think her ever would.
She was attracted to him because of his vast wealth and found his diet habits to her dislike. At first she refused to even taste the meat, it would be like eating herself she thought.
One day the Greek keep urging her to try a little of thigh steak he was dinning on. Finally she took a bite and slowly chewed it. Never had she tasted meat like this, it was wonderful! The favor and texture was perfect and such tender meat! He cooked one just for her. From that day on she be at the side of the Greek at his special dinners.
Maria pinched the right nipple hard and said. "When are you having her butchered?"
"Tomorrow." was the answer.
"Can I come and watch?" Maria begged.
"No Maria, you can’t."
"Pretty please?"
"No, end of discussion."
Maria walked over to the Greek and planted a wet French kiss on him.
"Ever think about "doing" me someday?" she asked.
"No." he lied
She knew better, but she also knew she was not legal, having gotten past the age twenty-one lottery cut off. Sometimes when he was playing with her he would talk to her and feel her as if she a girl he was about to butcher.
It excited her to a degree she didn’t understand, but it got her so hot!
"Well, anyway Marie honey, you are way too good at what you do, my little sex kitten to use you for food."
"Billy, come here." yelled Mister Chronos.
Billy entered the room.
"Billy, bath the girl for me."
Billy excitedly removed a hose that was attached to the wall and turned on the knob allowing for a gentle stream of warm water. His was his favorite job in the whole world.
Slowly he waved the hose over the girl, getting her nice and wet.
Next he got a bucket and filled it with soapy warm water. Using a cloth, he washed the girl until she was covered with soap. After some rubbing the stamped seal disappeared from her shapely ass. He continued washing her, taking much longer than needed, using just a bar of soap and his hands. He loved the feel of the girl’s flesh as he worked.
Finally, he rinsed her off and got a large towel using it to dry her.
"Take her down and put her in the cage with some water for her to drink." ordered Mister Chronos. Billy did as he was told, locking the cage door after he was done.
The Greek approached the cage and studied the girl, who was now lying on her stomach on one of the narrow cots. He studied her shapely ass. This position really shows off her meat he thought. He imaged now she would look being served at a formal dinner, whole roasted. If he were to do that with her, that would be the position he would use.
"Brita,. look at me." he ordered. The girl turned her head toward him.
"You going to be taken to a butcher tomorrow morning, one way or another." "It is why you are here."
If you don’t resist, it may go easier on you."
"Do you understand me!"
The girl weakly say "Yes."
With that the Greek told Billy to go the bed,
He walked over to Maria and pinched her ass. "Come girl, we are done here, lets’ go to the bedroom and discuss getting YOU ready for my table". She laughed at his little joke.
They left the room kissing and feeling each other. At times like this she was almost ready to contact the USDA to sign a release.
As they walked down the hallway to the bedroom he was rubbing her back and was thinking, "I need to call my lawyer and see if he has had any luck getting a signed, but phony release form." With the form he could then get a document certifying ownership of her.
He knew he needed to spread some money around, but it was worth it. After all, Thanksgiving would be here before he knew it and main course was to be Marie.
As they entered the bedroom the Greek started to undress. Marie slipped her dress over her head revealing her full firm breasts, shapely ass and full thighs encased in black lacy bra and panties.
In an instant the Greek was on this back on the over king size bed. His cock was stiff in anticipation of things to come. "Marie, sweetie, how about one of your special blow jobs tonight."
"Sure, you got it." She replied.
Marie tied her hair back in preparation. She knew the Greek liked to watch and she did not want to block his view.
The girl positioned herself to give him the view he so enjoyed.
She gently ran her hands over his hard cock while lightly touching his balls; slowly rubbing the shaft and watching it grow bigger.
She started licking the shaft with her wet tongue, leaving a layer or her salivary. Once she was satisfied the cock was sufficiently lubricated her took it in her mouth, keeping her sexy lips full around the shaft. Presentation was everything, as the Greek kept telling her.
The Greek felt her warm wet mouth and her sexy lips. "She is surely an expert." He thought as he played with her hair. The pressure she was applying was exactly right. As he watched her suck, he thought about the day when he would butcher her for Thanksgiving and how great her meat would be.
He ran his hand along her thighs and her shapely ass. Her ass was what attracted him to Latin girls. He squeezed the tender meat as he watched her suck. Marie sensed the touch as one of him testing her meat. This always made her nervous but she continued sucking while thinking "There is nothing to worry about, I am not legal."
He always would cum thinking about butchering, cooking and eating her and this time was no different.
As soon as Marie felt he was about to cum she increased the speed of her sucking.
Soon his cum appeared on her lips. She keep sucking until he was dry. Slowly she pulled away as strings of cum formed from his cock to her lips. She run her tongue over thme lips, taking the warm cum in her mouth.
She ran her hands over his thighs and thought "Wonder what man meat would taste like."
The Greek said "As usual that was wonderful, Marie sweetie" "Now I can be more relaxed for the big day tomorrow." He was going to miss Marie, but he knew would find another.
Chapter 3 The Butcher Shop
At eight o’clock promptly the Greek’s van pulled up in front of the shop. Over the front entrance was a sigh that simply read "Beauford’s Quality Meats"
Posted on the door were the shop’s business hours:
(10:00 am – 8:00 pm, daily except Sundays).
Chronos got out of the van and knocked on the door. A large forty-something year old man opened the door. He wearing a bloody apron, his narrow eyes were blood shot and he had the appearance of having too much to drink the night before. He was in need of a shave. He had a rebel flag tattoo on upper part of his beefy right arm.
Mister Chronos poked his head out the door and looked up, down and across the street. Not a single person was around. He motioned to Billy to bring the girl into the shop.
Billy entered the room carrying the girl on his shoulder. Beauford quickly locked the door behind him.
"Bring her into the back room" ordered Beauford
The room was a fully equipped butcher shop with a large butcher-block table in the middle. On the table was a side of beef that Beauford was working with.
On the far side of the room was large walk-in meat cooler. Sides of beef being aged were visual through the glass windows, hanging on meat hooks.
Billy stood the girl on her feet and removed the blanket.
Beauford place a two-foot high stool near her and said. "Get her the stool so we can get a good look at her."
Billy lifted her on the stool and Beauford untied her hands, raised them about her head and tied them to a hook in the ceiling.
Beauford stood back and stared at the girl. Slowly, he walked around the girl looking at her from all angles. Finally, he spoke.
"Christ, her legs goes clear up to her ass!"
"That is one fine piece of meat!"
"God, Mister Chronos, she is going the butcher up nicely, she is all prime meat."
"You going to whole roast her?"
"No, I want her butchered.," replied Mister Chronos
"You got to be kidding………..why?"
"If I oven roast her, I will have to serve her at one of my dinners. This way I get to enjoy her mostly to myself, over a long period of time."
"You are the boss." replied Beauford.
Beauford approached the girl, reached out and pinched one of her long nipples, while reaching under his apron to rub his big hard-on that he suddenly developed. Saliva and tobacco juice ran down his chin.
"Have you fucked her?" he said
"No" was the reply
"Can I ?"
"Well, I don’t know, Beauford…………..I need to think on that one." said Mister Chronos
"You know she got me all worked up. It is hard for me to do my best job when I am all worked up."
"Will you take $100.00 off your bill?" Mister Chronos was always looking for a deal.
"Well... Okay." was the reply
"Okay, let us first discuss now I want now I want her butchered, then Billy and I will go and get some breakfast."
"I will give you 45 minutes with her."
"You want me to wait until you come back before I slaughter her?" asked Beauford.
"Of course I do, Beauford."
Mister Chronos walked over to the girl and ran both hands over her thighs.
"I want nice thick steaks for one these and made the other into a couple of roasts.
"Give me two upper inner thigh fillets as well."
Beauford took his grease pencil and neatly wrote "Steaks" on her right thigh and marked off two roasts on the other. He looked up at the terrific girl and smiled at her fearful look. He loved this job.
He untied her ankles and forced her legs apart. He drew a neat circle on both upper inner thighs and neatly wrote the letter "F".
He squeezed the tender firm meat. "Very nice Mister Chronos, nice juicy beef. She will be a joy to butcher."
"What do you want to do with that sexy looking rump?" Beauford’s penis started to get hard again and he reached under his apron to rub it some.
"I have been think about that."
"It would be a pity to butcher up such a fine sexy looking rump".
"Maybe I will have a small dinner party after all. Why don’t you keep it whole for me."
"It will look great on the table, nicely roast to medium rare with the skin still on." Mister Chronos could almost taste the meat.
"Very well, want me to do the usual with the breasts and ribs."
"Yes and save her tongue for me."
"She needs to hang for aging... about a week will do………fine meat like this should be properly aged"
"Will you come in when she is ready for final butchering as well."
"Yes, and we can work out more details at that time." was the reply.
"Billy and I are going to get some breakfast.
"Have fun with her Beauford... don’t mark her."
Chapter 4 The Girl and the Beef
Beauford stood before the girl, staring at her nipples. Slowly he removed his apron. Next he removed his shirt and dropped his pants, stepping out of them. He lowered his underwear, removed them and tossed them in the corner.
He turned and faced the girl. Her eyes widen.
"He is built like a horse!" ran through her mind
Beauford approached the girl with his massive cock in his hand, slowing rubbing the swollen head.
He ran his other hand over the girl’s thighs and shapely ass, feeling the young firm meat.
"Peaches, you are about the best piece I ever saw." "You are so succulent!" he said
He spend the next fifteen minutes feeling her, pinching her, licking her sucking her and gently biting her as if he was about to eat her. The meat felt so good in his mouth. He was determined that he would somehow sneak a little piece of her for himself.
Finally he untied her and carried her over to the butcher-block table.
He tossed her on top of the side of beef. She landed on her stomach with her shapely ass sticking up. She could feel the beef, still cold from the locker, on her breast, stomach and thighs.
Beauford walked around and tied her hands to the table. What a picture she made, her tanned smooth skin contrasted with the beef. He leaned over and took a mouth full of her shapely ass in his mouth and gentle bite, rolling the succulent meat in his mouth.
Beauford walked over to the cabinet, opened the door and removed a can of melted beef fat that he just rendered. She saw him place his hand into the can and get a handful of the warm fat. Next he rubbed the fat on his large cock.
He looked at her and said "It’s show time Peaches."
He positioned himself behind her and trusted his cock into her. The pussy felt nice and tight and warm. As he pumped he massaged the meat on her thighs and ass and thought only about butchering her.
Finally he could hold out no longer, he wished he could. He fought it off, wanting the moment to last.
Suddenly she felt his hot cum shooting into her, as he continued pumping her. Then she felt him pull out and warm cum running down her leg.
He stood up, slapped her hard on her ass. He could easily do her again but his time was up.
"Well I guess you know what comes next sweet meats!" he said.
Chapter 5 The Slaughter
Beauford heard a knock on the front door and he opened it to find Mister Chronos and Billy. As he let them in he asked "Did you all have a good breakfast?" "Yes, did you?" answered Mister Chronos with a wink and a smile.
"Oh yes…………very much so. Do you have your camera with you?" he replied.
"Billy, go to the van and get the camera." ordered Mister Chronos.
Billy returned with the camera and they entered the back room. The girl was as Beauford last left her.
"Goodness, that is very erotic indeed!" stated Mr. Chronos.
"It makes a statement."
While shooting from all different angles he said "This would be a great ad for "the other meat". Let’s pose her with the beef in the locker after we "do" her."
"Great idea" was the reply.
The next ten minutes was spent changing poses and taking pictures.
"Okay" said Mister Chronos, "enough of this, it’s time to do her."
The girl’s eyes widen in fear.
Billy pulled her off the table and stood her on her feet. Immediately she started running toward the door.
Beauford pushed her to the floor. He leaned over, turned her on her back and slapped her hard across the face. "You better not try to get away girl it’s time to butcher you!" “What did I tell you last night1”
Bill rushed over and stood her up, holding her arms tightly to her sides as she tired to struggle free. Billy enjoyed the feel of her flesh as she tried to fight him off. She was no match for Billy. Beads of sweat started to form on her flesh.
The Greek came over and run his hands over her, brushing away little pieces of beef on her skin that she picked up on the table.
"Turn her around Billy." Billy obeyed, enjoying the feel of her firm breast meat on his bare chest. The girl feel Billy’s erection against her thigh.
The Greek grabbed her left arm, forcing it behind her back as she tried to resist. Next he forced her right arm behind her back and tightly tied her hands together.
He grabbed a handful of the long blonde hair and tied it into a ponytail, baring her lonely long neck for Beauford.
As he worked Beauford stood in front of her slowly sharpening a 6-inch butcher’s knife. She tried to scream through her taped mouth, but was unable. She started to shake. He delighted in watching succulent breasts bounce, as her breathing got heavy. The girl was now bathed in sweat.
She felt a hand grab her hair and sharply pull her head back. As he rubbed her throat his voice softy say:
"It will be over in a minute sweetie, just a little knick to the neck is all you will feel." "Be a good girl for us.” “Your meat will bring great pleasure."
Her felt two pairs of strong hands on her thighs and back and felt herself being lifted in the air. She was being carried across the room. She felt herself being inverted head down.
The strong hands lifted her high in the air. She felt a strap go around her left ankle, then her right ankle. She felt her legs being forced far apart and hands squeezing the flesh on her inner thighs. Her heard a motor running and being lifted in the air. She saw a large pail below her head.
She felt a hand squeezing her ass. She heard the voice speak again.
"You just as well be a good girl and relax honey." "There is no way we are not going to "do" you." "Your are the finest piece of girl meat I ever had." "I can hardy wait to get you on my dinner table."
Again her felt a hand grab her hair. She felt her head being sharply pulled back. Wildly she looked about. Her saw the man who earlier raped her approach with the knife in his hand, a large smile on his face and a bugle in the front of this pants. Wildly she thought “They are sexually enjoying this thing”
She felt the sharp blade of the knife on her throat. She heard the voice speak “Let me know when you want me to do her.” I am not going to cut her deep, I think she should be bleed out slowly……..make the meat more tender, I think.”
She heard another voice say “Let’s do her now!” “The sooner we get her butchered, the sooner I will get to enjoy her meat.”
Suddenly her felt a sharp burning plain on her throat. Her felt her warm blood running down her face. She could taste it in her mouth. She heard someone say "Good girl!!." Another voice said "She is bleeding out nicely." "Keep the blood in the bucket." She felt hands feeling her, pinching her and squeezing her flesh. She heard one of them say "She is really tense, her muscles are ready tight." "Wouldn’t you be?" another replied.
Billy was now freely feeling the girl’s flesh. She felt his huge hands on her ass and thighs. Billy loved the slaughter the most.
15 Minutes passed. Without warning she felt a shape burning plain on her stomach as Beauford slowly and expertly opened her belly. She could taste her blood in her mouth.
She sensed the room getting dark.
Billy felt the girl’s muscles relax. The men stood back and looked at the limp girl.
"Does she look great hanging there like that!! Like a nice piece of beef.” “Let me get the camera." said the Greek
In his dinning room he was going to have large flat computer screens installed at either end of his table. The guests could then be treated with a series of photo of the girl they were dinning on. He hoped to have it done in time for Brita’s rump roast dinner.
He took several more pictures of her as Beauford replaced the bucket under her head with a fresh one.
Beauford reached in her stomach and pulled out the warm guts, allowing them to fall in the bucket.
In no time he had her gutted and he got a hose and washed out the cavity and the rest of her body.
"Okay, let’s get her in the meat locker." he said.
"We need to age the meat for 7 or 8 days, she will be nice and tender by then."
They lowered the girl and carried her into the cooler. As the other two held her up Beauford ran a meat hook through her left ankle and another through her right ankle. He walked to the wall and pulled on the two ropes, raising the girl. She came to rest between two sides of beef.
Beauford cut her hands free and they fell. He slapped her on her rump and said "That about does her."
The Greek took some more photos. "Wow" he said "her nipples are still erect!!!" The Greek again ran his hands over the rump and thighs feeling the still warm succulent meat.
"Excellent, another good job." He said to Beauford, handing him $125. Call me when she is ready for butchering."
"I got a girl to put in the oven today for my dinner party, she is nice meaty farm girl you did for me last week, she is small but very nice."
"When are you bringing your girlfriend in?" Beauford asked
"It will be awhile yet, a few days before Thanksgiving." "I will want her prepared for the oven, whole." was the answer.
The Greek and Billy left the store.