4 part story 01: The Hesitants part 1 by Leo

The Hesitants, Part 1 By Leo

Our story opens with three beautiful women sitting snuggled together in the tastefully furnished living room of an isolated Spanish style mansion just outside of Miami. They are watching a royal wedding on the TV, but there’s a (possible) difference between them and the millions of other women doing the same thing. All three are nude. This is very lucky for any hypothetical viewer because all three, in addition to being beautiful and nude, they have great - no - fabulous figures.

On the left is Linsey, very early forties, about five-six or so, with long brown hair. The next is Lisa, about five-four, late thirties, with shoulder length black hair in a Bettie Page style. On the right is Sara, five-two, early thirties, with neck length (natural) platinum blonde hair.

Both Linsey and Lisa have truly bountiful breasts, but Sara has a set of awesome chest globes that are in proportion to a much larger woman, say… Someone about seven feet tall. On the other hand, she has a smooth solid body that shows little fat featuring a trim waist, full smooth buttocks, and long, almost sculpted, legs. Lisa, on the other hand, is the proud possessor of a really awesome bubble butt that goes well with her slightly muscular but nicely curvaceous figure. Linsey is simply all around curvy, with big everything and a little extra fat, but the whole picture is quite appetizing - in many ways.

All three, sniffling slightly as they are want to do at weddings, have several major kinks - which is why they live together and enjoy wild girl-girl sex among other more exotic pastimes. They made a good bit of money as figure models in years previous, allowing them the time to indulge those kinks, too. One such kink is the desire to prepare, cook and eat women, something helped along by periodic visits to several underground restaurants in Miami and the discovery that purchases of woman meat can be made over the Internet. It’s a fascinating kink growing into a compulsion.

All three enjoy cooking a nice buttock or thigh steak, not to mention the rare treat of a marvelously succulent prime filet. Linsey went so far as to spend a week at Belinda’s meat ranch, an establishment dedicated to the preparation, cooking, and consumption of woman meat. She wanted to get first hand training from an expert. Besides, it was a fantastic visit.

Another kink, secretly held and never spoken about, is that all three are closet submissives who are fascinated by the idea of becoming a gourmet meal themselves. To completely finish this background part, none of them have yet worked up the nerve to capture and cook a live woman.

Well…

Wedding over and a few tears dried, Lisa, designated head cook by acclimation, untangles herself from the other two and heads to the kitchen to prepare breakfast: girl bacon and chicken eggs with toast. The other two sip tea from nearby cups as they relax. At least, they relax until the phone rings. Glancing at the number showing on the Caller ID, Linsey picks it up and engages in a short conversation featuring mostly the words, “Great!”, “Yes.”, and “Of course.”

Sara and Lisa (temporarily out of the kitchen) are curious. “Who’s that?” Lisa asked.

Linsey put the phone back with a big grin. “Ladies, we are about to host our first role play woman cooking game and that was the prospective meal.”

Sara looked a little apprehensive. “I don’t know, Linsey. How would she take to the idea? I mean, sitting on a grill or riding a two part spit was something I had to work up to doing, you know. Granted, I loved it, but I still get a little uneasy about someone else.”

Linsey airily waved down the objection. “That was Carla. I used to work with her from time to time, and she’s a huge submissive. Loves just about any bondage situation. I told her we’d really put her through her paces without telling her what we were going to do and she loved the idea.”

She looked the other two in the eye. “Carla has a really nicely rounded figure with plenty of good meat. We’re going to cook a real woman ourselves, sooner or later. We need to get in a little practice first. The nice thing about Carla is we can do anything we want to her and she’ll just think it was a game. She’s not the brightest bulb in the hall.”

“Anything?” Lisa asked thoughtfully.

“Including bang her butt and eat her pussy just like we do to each other,” Linsey said with a smug smile. The highly tempting asses (ten on the would-love-to-grill index) of all three women got regular workouts and they really enjoyed it. Another shared kink, that. “Trust me, we can say and do anything we want with her and she’ll think we’re just in character. After we get her off a spit and all three of us eat her pussy while she’s still delirious, she’ll keep coming back.”

Sara was still a bit nervous. “You think she’ll be the one we cook?”

Linsey shrugged, making her full breasts bobble. “Don’t know. She’ll be a good candidate by then. Or we’ll find someone else. What we have to do is think about her as our roast and treat her like we’d really treat one. She’ll love it and think we’re just really into the game. The main thing is we need to get comfortable handling a meat woman and Carla will be great practice.” She looked at the other two and got firm nods of agreement in reply.

When Carla rang the front doorbell, she was already excited. Linsey said she’d be the centerpiece for something really exotic, something she’d never done. That was quite enough to get her going. The standard BDSM games were great, but this was going to be something new. The long drive to the house after passing through the security gate showed just how isolated it was. Definitely far enough out that nobody would hear her screams. That was also exciting, because she really liked to sound off and basement dungeon were few and far between in Miami, not to mention uncomfortably damp when she was nude.

Linsey opened the door and Carla got a little surprise. Linsey was nude. Carla expected she’d be in some kind of exotic leather strap costume and she was a little disappointed. Oh well. Wait and see what Linsey had in mind.

For her part, Linsey was studying Carla. The prospective victim/meat was about five six with long black hair and a superbly curved figure shown off to best advantage by the sun dress she was wearing. Linsey knew about the body under the dress, too. Smooth skin, nicely shaped big breasts, balanced by full, rounded buttocks that were just begging for a good fuck before they got salted, peppered, and grilled. Linsey was looking forward to riding that ass as soon as possible. Cooking ought to be fun, too.

The question in Linsey’s mind was if she and the other two had the guts to actually cook Carla. Well, it was just for practice today, and to build up their nerve to actually cook a live woman and eat her. Time to work on the problem.

Linsey had another thought. If they actually got around to cooking Carla, the woman would look superb on a carving platter.

“Come in,” Linsey said in a cheerful voice. “Undress in the bedroom and remove any jewelry. You can keep your high heels.”

Of course I can keep my heels, Carla thought but didn’t say. Heels were an important accessory to a victim.

Carla followed Linsey back to the bedroom, appreciating how the nude female form in front of her jiggled and enjoying it, wondering which of them would get to be on top during the sexual encounters she was sure were coming.

She wasn’t so focused she missed Sara and Lisa sitting casually in the living room, however. Both women were very nude and very attractive in Carla’s opinion. The brunette’s breasts were large, she thought with a mental sniff, but slightly smaller than hers. The blonde, on the other hand…

“Are those real?!!!” Carla gasped out.

Sara nodded with a smile. “And they give milk, too.”

Carla was astounded and the reader will simply have to use their imagination. Sara had already been milked this morning and further milking or demonstration thereof wasn’t part of the day’s program. Shucks.

Suitably intimidated, Carla continued to the bedroom and removed her sole garment, her sun dress, to Linsey’s invitation. Rings and necklace followed. Shoes stayed.

Immediately, Linsey bound Carla’s thighs tightly together with a zip tie. She could still walk, but it was more of a mincing pace using just her lower legs. Then Linsey did something unusual, she took another zip tie and bound her breasts together.

Carla glanced in a mirror and noted how the tie gave her cleavage, made her breasts stand out, and generally acted like an invisible bra. In fact, Carla thought with a tingle, the ties made her feel and look like she was wearing an invisible miniskirt. Sexy!

“That’s so your breasts won’t flop on a spit,” Linsey told her.

Spit?

“I’m not going to gag you, Carla” Linsey said, binding her forearms across her back with still another zip tie. “We all like to hear the noise a woman makes when she’s being prepared. Now, out into the living room. All three of us want to give you a good meat evaluation.”

She reached down and stroked one of Carla’s large, round, perfectly shaped buttocks, following it with a squeeze and licked her lips. “Yum! These ought to be delicious, especially medium rare.”

Carla thought Linsey’s comments were a bit unusual, but the game had obviously started. Linsey had promised her something different, after all. Carla moved out with a hurried, mincing walk, caused by the long finger Linsey had slipped between her cheeks to push hard against her little bottom hole.

Carla was moving quite swiftly, thank you. That finger was almost inside her butt and threatened to penetrate her if she so much as slowed a little. In the living room, she again saw the other two women that were part of the game. They were standing, and Carla noted in passing - after another look at the blonde’s huge rack - that both had bare pussies. That wasn’t too unusual to her. Her own pussy was shaven except for a little patch, in fact.

Pointing at the brunette, Linsey said, “That’s Lisa.” Then the other one. “The girl with the jugs is Sara. We’ll all be checking out your meat in just a moment. In fact, we’re going to be doing anything we want to you.”

Carla got an uneasy feeling. “What’s the safe word?” In normal BDSM role play a safe word was used to stop the game when the victim had taken all she could. It was important in bondage and abuse games and let the “victim” control the activities.

Linsey grinned at her and squirmed her finger deep between Carla’s buttocks. “No safe word, Carla. You’re just going to have to take it, girlfriend. Too bad for you, but I promised something different.”

Linsey removed her finger and used her hand to push Carla up to the back of an overstuffed chair. “Over that, Carla. We’re going to give you a welcome before we really get started with the preparations.”

What preparations? Carla barely had time to worry about the question before she was pushed up to the chair and found herself leaning over the back with her head and shoulders pressing down on the cushion. The position was awkward, made even more so because her thighs were tightly bound together. Her toes could barely touch the carpet and she realized her ass was stuck up in the air and vulnerable to just about anything. The thought got her excited.

“Yum!” Linsey’s voice said. “She’s wet already. Get over here, girls and let’s enjoy some juice.”

Instead of the spanking she expected, Carla felt two soft feminine hands grab her naked hips and a tongue start fluttering over - and in - her nicely presented pussy. She had her first good orgasm. Then first set of hands was replaced by another and she felt a different tongue on her clit and pussy lips, just as active, experienced, and knowing as the first. Another loud orgasm, followed by another set of hands and tongue. And another orgasm.

Carla lay limp across the chair back, watching Linsey, Sara, and Lisa gather in front of her. Something in Carla’s sex drenched mind didn’t like the way the three were cheerfully studying her, but she couldn’t find the effort to worry.

Linsey licked her lips. “Didn’t I tell you she tasted great, girls? Juicy, too. I bet her pussy would just melt in your mouth.”

Sara nodded with a smile. “Not too much seasoning and lightly sautéed. I bet the rest of her meat is just as tasty.”

Linsey grinned at her two friends. “Well, that’s what we’re here to find out, isn’t it?”

Lisa grinned. “Time to clean her for the kitchen, girls.”

Somehow, that last phrase didn’t fill Carla with relaxed calm.

Well, “cleaning her” wasn’t quite what Carla expected. In fact it was a bit exhausting and slightly painful, primarily due to having a three foot long thick colonic enema hose run between her plump buttocks and WAY up her ass. After a quick - and very urgent - trip to the necessary facility, the hose was followed by another three feet of soft flexible plastic brush with a foam head to finish her cleaning. That part was kinky but fun, producing a minor orgasm.

Application of cooling hair removing cream all over her body was almost soothing, if it hadn’t been for the various contortions of application and washing made necessary by her ties. Carla said a mental good-bye to the little hair patch on her pussy, totally unaware the cream permanently removed her body hair.

They also stuck another tube up her butt and injected something. Carla didn’t know it was a drug to put her sexual responses into overdrive. In a few minutes, Carla would be ready to fuck a fireplug.

The girls had future plans for her. Or maybe plans for today. They weren’t really sure yet.

Once she was walked - minced - back to the main room, Carla was laid on her belly on a truly huge sofa. She was completely exhausted from the cleaning, so she just lay there. However, the conversation quickly got her attention.

Lisa: “Just look at her ass! Wonderful meat… and very appetizing.”

Sara (laughing): “Which appetite? I’d just love to fuck that nice butt. Those big smooth cheeks look like they could take really good pounding.”

Linsey: “Well, ladies, I firmly agree they would look wonderful on a grill or a plate. Judging by her pussy, they’d taste good too. Some more sexual endorphins would add great flavor, don’t you agree?”

Sara: “Well, she’s certainly ready to fuck. I want to ride that nice ass. Who’s first?”

Linsey: “We’ll decide the usual way. Lisa, once we’ve decided, get out some plug-ons.”

Carla turned her head to watch and gasped in amazement at what the three were doing. “You guys are playing rock-paper-scissors to decide who fucks my ass first?”

All three women just grinned at her. Of course that was exactly what they were doing, and Sara won. Lisa, ever the good sport, shrugged and went to get the plug-ons. A plug-on was like a strap-on without the unsightly and awkward straps. Oh, it had the usual ( huge to Carla’s eye) plastic penis sticking out in front, but that was anchored to a big U shaped padded spring with two plugs sticking up on the inside. Sara squatted slightly, put one on, and Carla was able to figure out the strange device.

The U shaped spring clasped Sara’s crotch tightly, holding the prong. The two plugs went in Sara’s pussy and ass to further anchor and stabilize the whole thing. Carla realized the plugs would give the wearer as much fun as the woman getting fucked. She had to admit the thing was ingenious, even if the long thick shaft was headed for her nicely rounded ass.

Sara oiled the plastic penis and advanced on her Carla’s helpless naked (and quite toothsome) body. Carla was thinking she was about to get a thick something up - way, WAY up - her ass. Accordingly, after briefly considering her options, she screamed. Loudly.

Sara just grinned wider, and straddled Carla’s bare thighs.

Carla wasn’t really happy with the bare flesh to bare flesh contact, although she normally enjoyed it. Oh, she got fucked in the ass on a regular basis during role play and BDSM photo shoots, but this was her first time with anything the size of what Sara was sporting.

Do two things. 1. Scream again. 2. Try to think relaxing thoughts.

Fortunately, Sara didn’t immediately get down to business. Instead, she began to stroke her intended fuckee’s pussy and clit. Once the pussy was wet, Sara’s finger, covered with girl juice, pushed between the plump buttocks, wormed its way into her bottom hole, and began to squirm around, loosening the tight muscle.

Carla certainly appreciated the courtesy, and orgasmed again by way of a thank you.

Preliminaries over, Carla felt the thick nose of the plastic penis push between her deep cheeks and start into her ass. Then it kept going. And going. Carla was groaning, moaning, and squealing… Also wondering if the thing was going to come out her throat.

Prong fully inserted, Sara lay down full length on Carla. To Carla, the feeling of a woman’s soft silky naked body on her own bare flesh was wonderful, not to mention the big soft breasts, hard nipples and all, flattened on her back.

The big shaft began to pump slowly in and out of Carla’s ass, moving its full length and creating the most wonderful sensations. Carla’s squeals got louder. The pumping got a little harder and faster. Carla’s squeals got louder. The shaft really began to slam into Carla and she felt two soft feminine hands grab her breasts tightly as naked hips slapped the soft mounds of her buttocks. By this time, Carla was wriggling in all directions at once and squealing loud enough to shatter the windows.

Carla finally let out a loud, gasping moan as a huge orgasm hit her like a piledriver, slamming her ass back against the woman on her back and trying to take in all of the plastic shaft shoved up her butt.

Sara, hanging on for dear life to Carla’s big squeezable breasts, also let out a loud moan as the plugs in her pussy and ass generated their own climax. After a few minutes to enjoy the afterglow, Sara looked at her two friends, still a little shaky, shaft still far up Carla’s ass, and said, “Wow! She’s a hell of a ride! Who’s next?”

Carla also heard her, but didn’t care. Especially if the next woman to ride her butt was anywhere near this good.

Lisa was next, and she was just as good. The deep plunging plastic prick felt like it was pushing her navel from the inside every time it gave her a full length penetration. By this time, Carla was screaming her head off, proclaiming a series of ultra strong orgasms. Only Lisa’s strong grasp on Carla’s breasts let her stay in the soft plump saddle of the bound woman’s silky bare buttocks.

Linsey’s first act was to pull aside one of Carla’s meaty soft cheeks and check the little bottom hole. It wasn’t little any more. In fact, it looked like a tunnel. Ergo, time to try an unusual - for her - variation.

Linsey softly stroked the bare flesh of Carla’s nude body, every where her hands could reach but especially her thighs, buttocks, and the sides of her sensitive breasts. By the time Linsey was finished, Carla was back moaning and squirming deliciously again. Then Linsey dipped a testing finger between Carla’s full thighs. Open and ready, Linsey thought, not to mention almost sopping wet. As she sucked the succulent juice from her finger, Linsey decided Carla was already tasty. She would be delicious on a platter.

Without further ado, Linsey gently pushed the shaft of her plug-on deep into Carla’s pulsing pussy and began a slow, full length stroke. Carla’s squeals and the way she shoved her bare hips back against Linsey’s nude body urged Linsey to speed things up. When Linsey did, Carla’s screams bounced off the walls. Sara and Lisa thought they were quite impressive.

After an explosive climax or three for both women, Linsey dismounted, removed her plug-on with slightly shaky hands, and joined her two equally sated friends for a short conspiracy session. Carla remained in place, stretched on her belly on the couch, basically fucked flat and unable to give a damn about anything.

Sara gave a look of anticipation at Carla’s lush nude form stretched on the couch. “She looks about ready to prepare for the spit.”

Linsey nodded. “You two get her up on the kitchen island and I’ll start the fire. Good thing we use gas. We won’t have to wait for the flames to die down.”

Carla’s sex drenched mind still caught the conversation. Spit? She didn’t have time to think much about it, since she was gently lifted and placed on the kitchen island, still on her belly, on something smooth. A quick glance down showed she was on some kind of really big platter.

Hm, she thought, must be back in that strange game of theirs again. Wonder what it’s about? It’s been fun so far. Hope it stays that way. Certainly unique.

Carla was correct. She was back as the centerpiece in the “game”. As to what it was about… Well, Carla wasn’t quite the sharpest pencil in the box.

Carla began to catch on, albeit dimly, when someone pushed a long pole up between her bound thighs and she felt the thick nose of a soft plastic shaft nuzzling her pussy. Said shaft continued on its merry way, into and about eight slow (and enjoyable) inches up Carla. She moaned by way of appreciation, even though she was a bit puzzled as her ankles were tied off to the pole.

“Open wide,” Lisa said cheerily. Without thinking, Carla did and found another thick plastic shaft (it looked and felt like a plastic penis, sort of like the ones she’d been taking in her ass and pussy all day) pushed into her mouth and slightly down her throat. Carla’s further comments were a bit garbled from this point on in the proceedings as she mouthed the thick penis filling her throat. She enjoyed giving head, but this was a bit much.

What felt like a very thick butt plug pushed its way between her soft meaty cheeks and up her ass. It was a plug all right, but with some bells and whistles. One of them was it was an electrostimulator. When it was turned on, Carla was also going to be turned on. In addition, the plug inside her was really a meat thermometer, a critical piece of safety equipment. Whoever tended Carla was going to have to watch the dial closely so her internal body temperature didn’t get too high while she was on the spit.

That is, if they didn’t want to accidentally cook her. Uh… yeah.

Carla’s mind was working hard. Lying on a platter in the kitchen. Pole up her pussy. Matching pole in her mouth. Bound. Plug up her ass. Naked women standing around talking about how delicious she looked. There was something very indicative about all this, but her mind was having a hard time connecting the dots. Conclusion: very weird game.

Carla, as has been said, was not about to endanger Einstein’s reputation. If you hit her over the head enough with a clue stick - she’d get a headache.

There was a click sound, and Carla suddenly felt like there was a strong rod through her body between her pussy and mouth. Her lush figure straightened in response. Another click, and she felt a strong, very stimulating, tingling in her pussy. Still another click, and the plug in her plump luscious rear also began to tingle. Carla began to squirm around the rod through her body.

“Oh… I love the way she’s reacting,” Lisa said. “That’s such a fantastic sensation when the power comes on and you feel like you’re really spitted.”

“Carla,” Sara told her, “you’re about to experience something really wild. The two halves of the spit have a really strong magnetic attraction, and you feel like a spit is all the way through you, but you aren’t hurt. I’m sure you’re going to enjoy it, and what comes next. You really look beautiful and very appetizing this way.”

Linsey didn’t say anything. She was studying the smooth soft curves of Carla’s body as her squirming impaled form lay on the platter. The woman was simply perfect for a live roast! The question was if she and her friends were ready to actually cook her. Not quite yet, Linsey decided. But soon. Meanwhile, they were going to have some fun.

Carla (spit, platter, and all) was carried out to the patio. Shortly, she was lifted and the ends of the spit placed on stands over the long low fire she’d glimpsed as she was carried out. When Carla felt the heat on her naked flesh, she panicked a little. Were they about to torture her?

Linsey reached over and patted one of Carla’s bare round buttocks, squeezing the soft flesh slightly. “You’re about to be spit roasted, Carla,” she said softly. “We’re going to cook this big juicy ass. You look wonderful on a spit, too. Enjoy it, honey. You’re about to experience the ultimate submission.”

As her world began to slowly rotate in front of her eyes, spreading the heat evenly over her bare soft flesh, Carla’s panic slowly changed to something else. The tingles in her pussy and butt were beginning to dominate her universe, a universe filled with sensations enhanced by heat and the growing scent of something wonderful cooking. Then she thought about what Linsey said about how beautiful she looked like this. She remembered what Linsey called her situation. It was the ultimate submission and she was a true submissive. Suddenly, she exploded in a huge body clenching orgasm. More followed.

Linsey caught her breath as she watched Carla’s curvaceous nude body convulse, ripple, and squirm on the spit. What a show! Her own body was reacting to the magnificent performance Carla was giving them.

“She makes me want to fuck someone, NOW!” Lisa said raggedly.

“I’m going to tend the roast. If I’m doing the work, I get to eat her pussy first when she’s finished,” Sara said, her voice equally shaky. “How long?” Her question was obvious as she looked at Linsey.

Linsey took a deep breath. “Not today. We aren’t ready yet. But soon.”

Sara nodded and picked up a basting brush to start covering Carla’s lush meat with olive oil. Every time she basted the roasting woman, the soft bristle brush trailing over her breasts, her buttocks, her thighs, or her pussy was rewarded by a huge convulsion and squeals or moans around the plastic spit head in her mouth.

Watching Sara’s round firm naked body as she went about the task of spreading oil on the nude female meat convulsing on the spit and stroking her pussy with one hand as she worked, Linsey found it was getting too much. She squeezed one of her own buttocks, then said to Lisa, “If you want to fuck someone, girlfriend, my ass is SO ready!”

Carla could feel the heat, the wonderful strokes of the oily brush, and the heat. She could smell herself cooking and hear the sounds of someone getting a wonderful fuck nearby. Even Sara was moaning a little as she enjoyed her own fingers. Growing delirious from the heat, Carla continued to orgasm. Each convulsion was harder and louder than the last. This was fantastic!

They eventually settled down and took Carla off the rotisserie when Sara said her body temperature was high enough, but that wasn’t the end of things. Carla was placed on her back on the platter, then her wrists were tied to her ankles so her legs were raised and her pussy and bottom hole were nicely presented for someone to have a real feast. Soft feminine hands grabbed her oily thighs and a long tongue darted between her pussy lips to taste and stroke her clit, matched by a long active finger far, far up her cunt. Carla let her head lie back and screamed at the top of her lungs.

The pussy munching happened twice more, then Carla found herself unbound, her totally limp body enjoying the soft caress of warm water in a hot tub while she recuperated. Idly, she watched as Lisa took a platter of steaks out and put them on the grill that replaced the rotisserie. She sniffed the wonderful aroma of the cooking steaks, noting the scent was the same she’s smelled while on the spit, but didn’t think much of it.

Dinner, a bit later, was very pleasant after the intense way they’d spent the afternoon. It was four lusciously nude women sitting at dinner and having pleasant conversation. Carla decided she could get used to this. The meat was melt-in-the-mouth tender, succulent and just wonderfully delicious. It didn’t even occur to Carla to wonder what it was, but she did take (slight) note of the strange appraising looks she was getting from the other three.

Finally, Carla drove off, thinking that the game was one of the most wonderful she’d ever experienced. She was certainly coming back. Just as soon as her bottom hole tightened back up.

That night, Linsey, Lisa, and Sara were in bed together sharing a great number of things… Such as fingers, tongues, asses, breasts, pussies, and a wide variety of toys. Finally, they lay together just enjoying a joint afterglow. “Carla was marvelous,” Lisa commented softly. “When, oh when, are we going to get her back here and cook her for real?”

“I loved the taste of her pussy,” Sara remarked, equally softly. “She’s just so juicy.”

“Her meat ought to be, too. Way better than those girl steaks we had for dinner,” Linsey replied, thinking about the way Carla’s big soft tender buttocks had felt when she’d taken the opportunity to chew on them a little. “Cook her right and she’ll carve like butter.

“We aren’t ready yet, girls,” Linsey continued. “I’m not sure when we will be, but I think it will be soon.”

Her mind full of a curvaceous naked woman on a spit, convulsing in major orgasms as her flesh slowly cooked in the ultimate submission, Linsey said softly to herself, “Soon.”