Posted by P Devadis on August 13, 2002 at 00:06:23:
Foreword:
This is part two of a three-part story. If you like these types of stories I need to know. It will encourage me to write more. My next project is to finish “Nancy Served Country Style” then part III of this story.
I have an outline of a story that takes place in a very expensive restaurant and evolves a set of identical twins girls. But I need to know if you like the stories.
Thanks. P. Devadis
Swedish Delight
(Part 2 of 3 Parts)
By P Devadis
The Greek finally got the girl positioned on the roasting pan exactly the way he wanted her. He decided she would be best served on her stomach, with her cute ass sticking up. The large oven was heating up to 325 degrees. He liked to slow roast his girls. This position was great for carving the meat at the table.
This dinner affair tonight was kind of sudden. He was lucky to find such a nice piece on such short notice. Very seldom did he buy his girls slaughtered, but the Sweet Peach Meat Company just happened to have what he was looking for. She was priced at only $9.95 a pound and she was a southern Georgia girl. He wondered about the bullet hole in her back. “Are you shooting you girls now?” he joked with the clerk. I bet there was an interesting story behind that, she being from southern Georgia. No matter, he could easily cover that up. The point is that the meat was Prime, she was aged just right and the price was right.
He brushed her beautiful blonde hair and tied it into a ponytail. Next he applied her make-up and got her eyes lips in a natural position. Except for his Thanksgiving dinners, he liked cooking his girls with the head attached, especially if the girl was as pretty as this peach. He usually managed to achieve the effect that the girl was still alive. He had developed a special thermo hood he used to protect the head while the girl was roasting.
He poured melted butter from a cup on her body, leaving a deposit along her thighs, rump, back and shoulders. He always used real butter, the richest he could get. It would help flavor the meat and let her skin cook to a nice golden brown. With his hands he worked the butter in the meat, taking care every inch of her was covered.
Next he reached into the large bowl and took a handful of his secret peach-honey mixture and started to rub it on her flesh, enjoying the feel of the tender meat in his hands.
Suddenly Marie appeared wearing her robe. “Wow, nice looking roast,” she said. She ran her finger across the girl’s thigh, wiping the sauce on her finger. She slowly tasted the mixture. “Oh, a Georgia girl!” The Greek used the same sauce for all his Georgia girls.
“You were a real tiger last night, butchering that Swedish girl really got you worked up.”
“We didn’t butcher her sweetie." he corrected. “We slaughtered her; we will butcher her in about a week.”
“Well anyway, I wished I could have watched.”
“Someday you will, sweetie." said he.
“Really! I would love to see it.”
When he finished applying the sauce he picked up a meat thermometer and stuck it deep into the meaty part of the girl’s shapely ass.
He always cooked his girls to 135 degrees (medium rare). He considered it a crime to over cook girl meat.
“Honey, go get Billy to help me get her in the oven.”
Soon the house would be filled with the rich aroma of roasting girl, a smell both of them loved.
“Dress sexy tonight honey, the guys love looking at you."
“Okay” was the reply.
**********
Marie entered the large dinning room. She was dressed a tight fitting short dress, showing off her long slim legs, and high heels. She had on her expense jewelry and her black hair was formal, piled on her head.
Most of the guests were already there. They all turned and eyed the beautiful slim girl.
“Hey, Marie," one of them said, "you are looking good enough to eat tonight.”
The rest of the guest laughed and Marie smiled at his little joke. Since she was the only female present, they always teased her at these dinners.
The Greek entered the room and told his guests to be seated.
“For starters, I have prepared a nice soup.” he said
He took his place at the head of the table, with Marie to his right.
The two young men that he hired servers for the night entered the room, placing a bowl of soup in front of each guest.
“I hope you enjoy the soup, it is a nice spicy Mexican Menudo, except the meat is girl.”
The guest found the soup to be delicious.
Mister Dunn said, “Chronos, where ever do you get such nice meat?”
“Well, for just cuts of meats there is a nice shop, Sam’s it’s called, over on Oak Street. He deals strictly in cut of meats from young women. I used the very outer part of breast meat for this dish.”
“Well the soup is just delicious. Do you like it Marie?”
“Oh yes, very much so!”
One of the men said, “Bet you being Mexican and all you would make a nice Menudo Marie.”
The rest of the table laughed.
“Marie, honey, I have a sealed envelope from Mister Dunn on the bedroom nightstand, could you go get it for me before I forget.” the Greek said.
“Yes dear.” She stood up and left the room.”
The Greek turned to his guests and said, “What just left the room, guys is going to be our Thanksgiving dinner.”
“You are kidding!”
“Really, Wow!”
“Way to go!!!”
“Does she know?”
“No, not yet and don’t give it away until I tell you.”
Marie returned with the envelope. Billy entered the room behind her and stood by the door.
She handed it to the Greek.
“Thanks, Honey” he said.
He opened it and started to read.
“Well look at what we have here, it appears to be some sort of ownership papers and they have your name on them, Marie. It lists me as your owner!”
“What? How can that be!” she demanded.
“Guess Mister Dunn arranged it.”
“This is a joke, right?”
“No Marie, it’s not, the paper is official.”
“So what? Doesn’t mean anything.”
“Yes it does sweetie, it means as of tomorrow I and going to start fattening you up for our Thanksgiving dinner.”
“You need more meat on you. Billy, take her away and lock her in the cage, I will talk to you later."
“You fat Greek bastard!” she yelled as Billy dragged her from the room.
“Well, it appears we have one less for dinner” the Greek told his guest.
“Servers, pour us some more wine.”
“Are we really going to have her for Thanksgivings?" asked one of the guests.
“Oh yes indeed, once I get her nice and fattened up,” was the reply.
“She needs about 25 pounds more meat on her. I plan to fatten her slowly, using a new method. I do have several months to get her ready.”
“Can we inspect her at the next get together to see now it’s coming?” ask one of the guests.
“Sure you can. Servers, please bring on the main course!”
The servers left the room and returned with a large covered platter and set it in the middle of the table.
The Greek waved for them to remove the cover and cooked girl was revealed. She was a nice golden brown and the aroma of the perfectly cooked meat filled the room. A ring of bake potatoes was formed around her. Instead of the usual apple in her mouth, the Greek placed a peach.
The servers returned with bowls of fresh peaches and strawberries.
“Chonos, you have out done yourself!” “Excellent choice of meat.”
“Just a little something I got at the last minute.” “She was raised on a farm in southern Georgia, I think.”
The Greek stood up and reached for his carving knife and a large meat fork.
He stuck the fork into the side of her rump. Juices started to flow out and run down her leg.
With the knife he cut into the meat as more of her juices flowed down her thigh. Cutting a complete circle he neatly removed the cheek and placed it on the carving board in front of him. He continued to cut the juicy meat into strips, placing them on his guest’s dinner plates, one at a time. He repeated the operation with the other cheek. The meat was a nice pink color, cooked medium rare and marbled with just the right amount of fat.
“Perfect!” he declared
Next he removed her right leg and making a cut at the top and above the knee, using a saw on the bones. He placed the thigh on the cutting board and ran his knife length wise along the back of it. The meat fell away from the bone. He cut a generous slice of meat from the upper inner thigh and placed it on his plate. Next he cut the thigh into steaks.
As his guest ate they commented on now tender and juicy the meat was. “You sure can pick them.” One of the guests told him. “Yes, and cook them too” another added.
He repeated the operation with her left leg.
The Greek cut into his upper thigh cut and placed the tender meat in his mouth, slowly chewing, enjoying the texture and flavor of the meat. “Very nice!” he declared.
After the men ate their fill, the servers placed bottles of brandy and fine cigars on the table. The men sit around the table, drank, smoked and talked. Occasionally one of them would lean over and slice a little meat from what was left of the roasted girl and slowly chew it.
“Well,” one of them said. “What made you decided to serve Marie for Thanksgiving?”
“First, I was getting tired of her mouth, except of course, when she was using it to suck my cock.”
The men laughed loudly at his joke.
The Greek turned what was left of his roast onto her back and poked his fork into her left breast. With his steak knife he cut her nipple off and put the meat in his mouth, enjoying the chewy texture.
"Hope you enjoyed tonight’s feast." he told his guests.
“Oh yes, very nice……..excellent piece of meat!”
“Nicely cooked.”
***
The Greek and Mister Dunn, his lawyer, approached the caged Marie. Her anger showed from across the room. She was madder than hell.
“You bastards are not going to get away with this!”
“Oh yes we are sweetie, I know, I am a lawyer.” said Mr Dunn
“We need you fingerprints on this ownership document then it will appear to be all nice legal.
He took out an ink stamp and told her to put her arm through the bars.
“Fuck you!!!!” her said
The Greek reached in and grabbed her arm forcing it though the bars. In an instant they had her a full set of her prints.
“Billy come here.” the Greek yelled.
As Billy entered the room he told him to take Marie out of the cage and tie her hands to the hook in the ceiling in the area he always used to inspect his girls. There was no reason he needed to inspect her, he knew ever inch of her body. However, he needed to set her straight on the way things were and he wanted to show her off to his lawyer.
After Billy did his job the Greek approached her and undid the straps of her dress. The dress fell to her feet, displaying her long slim legs, her full firm breasts, nearly overflowing the black lacy bra and her sexy ass encased in black panties He slide the panties down her legs.
“Well, what do you think?”
“Nice!, very nice indeed!” Mr Dunn replied
“Yes, but she needs more meat on her.” said the Greek as he run his hands over her sexy ass. “As of now she is perfect for fucking but not for the table.”
“I have over three months to get her ready.” She is at about 112 pounds, I figure I want to fatten her at around 150 for butchering.”
“You fucking bastard!” yelled Marie. “No way this is going to happen! As of this minute I am on a hunger strike.”
Mister Chronos reached into this pocket and removed a device about the size of a cigarette pack. At one end was two electrical contacts with a push button switch on the size.
“Know what I call this sweetie?"
“Fuck you,” she replied.
“Let me show you.”
He applied the device to her arm and pressure the button. Sharpe plains racked through the girl’s body as he continued to hold down the button. Never has she felt such pains. Finally he released the button and looking at the sobbing girl.
“I call this my convincer, honey,” he said.
“Want it again?”
“No!!”
“Going to do as I command for now on?”
“Yes!”
“Very good Marie, I think we have an understanding.”
He removed the expensive diamonds from her ears lobes, neck and left ankle.
“You won’t need these anymore.” he said.
“Tomorrow, we start fattening you for Beauford. Billy, untie her.”
As Billy held her, the Greek removed a diamond ring from her finger and slipped off her bra.
Mr Dunn reached over and felt the firm breasts. “Wow, nice tits!” he said.
“Yes, isn’t she something.” “Billy, put Marie in the fattening cage.”
***
The next morning the Greek enter the room followed by Billy who was carrying a tray of food. Marie was lying on the bed. He opened the cage door and placed the tray on the table. “Get up Marie.” he said. “Fuck you!” was the reply.
He reached in his pocket for the “convincer”. The girl shot to her feet.
“Good girl!” he said.
“Billy, get the scales.”
He placed the scales on the floor and instructed her to stand on them. The dial read 110 pounds. “We have a ways to go honey.” he said.
He opened his notebook and wrote the date and the weigh. Next he took a tape measures and measured around the meaty part of her thigh, her calf, her waist, her hip, her breasts, her neck, the meat on her arms while recording the results in his book.
“Eat your food, then we can start you morning massage.”
“Massage?”
“Yes, firm up your meat sweetie, makes it nice and tender, I think,”
“It’s something new I want to try with you.”
“I want to train Billy to do it. The Japanese uses the method on their beef.”
“I am not beef!”
“Well, you may as well be!”
“Eat girl!”
She found on the tray a very large milkshake type drink, three ears of heavily buttered corn, two cold bottles of beer and some of the left over meat from last night’s dinner. The drink was the Greeks special formulae.
She was hungry so she easily ate the food, the shake tasted good to her, the beer relaxed her and would make the meat was so nice and tender.
After she finished he opened the cage door and told her to go and lay on the butcher-block table, on her stomach.
“Good girl.” he said “Spread your legs for us sweetie.”
She did as told.
“Billy, come over here and watch me.”
“Yes Sir.”
The Greek picked up a cup of olive oil and poured it over her, over her thighs, ass and back. Starting with her left thigh he gently massaged her meat.
“You try it Billy.”
“No, so hard.”
“Good.”
He watched the giant ape like hands work for about 20 minutes. Billy has a silly grin on his face and drool ran down this chin and dripped on the girl as he work.
“Billy like this job!”
“Good that you do Billy, you are going to get to do it two times a day.”
“Tell her to turn over Billy.”
“Good, put he oil on her, remember work all the meat.” “No Billy, don’t do her tits.
***
The first few days passed quickly for her. At first her had trouble eating all the food, but as time passed it got easier. She got to almost enjoy the attention and really enjoyed the sessions with Billy. Billy was taught now to masturbate her using his finger and he did it three times a week.
She was awakened one morning by the Greek, and a large man, unshaved with blood-shot eyes and wearing a butcher’s apron. Billy was carrying a girl. “Damn, it’s the Swedish girl!” she thought.
Billy lay his load on the large butcher block table on her back. Her long blonde hair hung over the table.
“Beauford,” said the Greek “Come over and meet Marie.”
He walked over to the cage and stared at her.
“Nice, very nice……………….I get you in November.” he said.
“Who the hell are you?”
“Your butcher, babe.” was the answer.
“Fuck you!” was the reply.
“You better be good to me bitch, come time to do you I can be easy on you or hard on you, if you understand what I mean.” said Beauford.
“Be nice Marie.” said the Greek. “If you are a nice girl you get to watch Beauford here butcher Brita.” “You used to beg to watch, remember?”
“How is she fattening up for you?” Beauford asked.
“Five pounds so far and she is putting the meat on evenly, she should keep her sexy shape.” “Hell, even her tits are bigger.”
“Very Good, looks like she will be ready for me by Thanksgiving.”
They returned Brita. Even in death her young breasts stood straight up and her nipples as long and sexy as before. The meat has been aged for seven days and her was ready for butchering.
The Greek cut off her long blonde hair as Beauford sharpened his knife. He planned to sell it to the wig shop for a few bucks.
Sometimes, even with all his money, he could be a cheap bastard.
“Billy.” asked Beauford, “Will you roll her on her stomach?”
Beauford cut into her upper right thigh; using his meat saw when he reached the bone. In an instant the meaty leg was separated. Both men carefully examined the end cut.
“Very nice, excellent meat.” said the Greek. "She is quite lean, doesn’t have much of a girl fat layer on her and look at now well the meat is marbled. Just enough girl fat for cooking really. Prime meat, all the way!”
Beauford cut a filet from her upper inner thigh and handed the meat to the Greek.
He examined the tender cut of meat, feeling the texture. “Well, I am going to eat well tonight.” he said
Beauford cut the remaining thigh into nice thick “bone in” steaks.
“ I would do this for free.” he thought to himself.
Soon he had her lower torso butchered, ending up with steaks, a two nice thigh roasts and a very sexy looking rump roast.
He turned her over and quickly cut off both breasts, cleaning the fat tissue from each one.
The Greek was already grinding the calf meat for his famous breast stuffing.
Beauford reached in her mouth and pulled the girl’s tongue cut and cut it off.
The cuts of meat were placed in the refrigerator and together the three of them cleaned up the area.
***
Marie was quite restless this day. The session with Billy was not so good since she tried to escape on him and he told the Greek and the bastard used his damn “convincer” on her.
She saw the Greek enter the room. He turned both the big oven and the small one to 325 degrees to preheat them.
Next he took out his roasting pan, opened the refrigerator, took out the rump roast and the two stuffed breasts and placed them on the pan.
The breasts were full and proud. They looked even sexier than when they were attached to Brita.
“Perfect!” he thought to himself. He was happy he decided to share more of the girl’s meat with his guests after all.
He rubbed the butter on the roast and the breasts. Next applied his special cooking sauce. The breasts looked good enough to eat on the spot. They will make a fine presentation from the oven, he thought.
He placed the succulent breasts in the top oven and set the timer.
Next, he inserted the meat thermometer in the rump roast and placed it in the bottom oven.
He then turned his attention to Marie.
End of Part II (to be continued)