Lilith 12: Decision Time

Decision Time by Leo

South Beach, Miami. A bunch of nude women are looking at another one standing in their midst, wrists tied behind her back and ankles also tied, large ball gag strapped in her mouth. The bunch doing the looking are contemplating how good the meat will taste on the bound one. All are standing in the large great room of an open floor plan condominium that takes up the entire third floor of a three story Art Deco apartment building.

The pastel colored building belongs to Lorna Paten, owner of the Aldyke Agency, a modeling agency for women that want to go straight after burning out as porno girls. Lorna also happens to be president of the Society of Lilith, about more later. Lorna’s short, plushly figured, has a long fall of brownette hair and a very sweet round face. The whole conceals the fact that she can be quite underhanded and ruthless when necessary, but normally prefers her usual good nature.

Other women doing the contemplating are blonde Jess and dark haired Miki. Both have the full solid figures and weathered good looks of women that had seen a good bit of the rougher side of life. Looks were not deceiving, since both were former porn actresses and biker chicks. Nowadays, they lived with Lorna and worked for her at the modeling agency. They were quite intelligent and very capable staff members.

Rounding out the group are Sammi, Dana, Ming, and Brooke. Sammi is a perky, taught bodied woman in her mid twenties with short honey blonde hair and a really great ass. Dana is simply an auburn haired Greek goddess made flesh. Ming, a slightly stocky Oriental girl with a really curvy body, acts as Lorna’s administrative assistant. All are candidate members of the Society and live in one of the apartments in the building. Brooke, the only nonresident, is a former Society president with the sleek body and dynamite good looks of an international swimsuit model, which she used to be. She now owns her own clothing line. She also has a serious hang-up about female butts.

The object of their contemplation is also quite curvy, with just enough fat to smooth out her luscious curves, long auburn hair, a really mouthwatering piece of shapely meat for an ass, and a totally outraged expression. Her name is Rene.

Rene, up until yesterday, had been the whore manager for a Russian mob that was smuggling in girls from Eastern Europe as prostitutes. Since the girls were mostly teenagers barely past puberty and usually kidnapped, if not sold, into prostitution by suppliers in Eastern Europe, they required conditioning for their new line of work. That was right up Rene’s ally. She was expert with a rubber hose, needles between the fingers, a variety of unpleasant drugs, and other really nasty conditioning methods. Basically, the woman was a really sadistic piece of work.

The Russian mob, Rene’s former employers, had aroused the intense irritation of a sometime mercenary, sometime weapons dealer, named Antonio Montero and his organization. Antonio had made his displeasure emphatically known by violently terminating the irritating mob staff with the exception of Rene. He turned the girls the mob controlled over to a charitable agency for reclamation, but had another idea for the whore manager. Since Antonio was Lorna’s boyfriend, he presented her with some new meat for her pantry in the person of the tasty and dispensable Rene, after filling Lorna in on the woman’s character and profession. Lorna’s thank you in Antonio’s bedroom was quite energetic and made his sacrifice of some nice meat worthwhile.

Hence the study group. It was about to lead to the afternoon’s meal.

Rene was already bathed and cleaned out internally for whole roasting. Earlier, Lorna had given the woman a full dose of Belinda LeGacyl’s sexual stimulation drug so she was squirming and damp between her legs despite herself.

Lorna gave Rene a very cold smile. She looked like she was going to provide quite a number of excellent fresh cuts to feed the group and keep the cooler well stocked for a while. Rene didn’t miss the look. She was still outraged at her situation, but beginning to get very, very nervous.

She got even more nervous when Lorna began to give her a meat evaluation. In truth, a full evaluation wasn’t really warranted. They were about to cook Rene anyway, and Lorna was expert enough at judging the female body for meat that she didn’t have to go into much depth with this one. The fact was, Rene looked delicious, with just enough fat to give her meat great flavor.

Lorna ran her hands smoothly over the woman’s upper arms, gave her medium sized breasts a perfunctory heft - good stew material - and stroked her smooth hips and belly. This one would give some good meat for bacon and dishes such as diced girl meat linguini. The plump and tasty looking pubic mound would nicely round out her sautéed prime filet. Her thighs were excellent for roasts and steaks, too. She turned Rene around and noted the woman’s back had plenty of smooth meat. She’s give up some really good barbecued ribs. The backs of the thighs were fleshy and smooth, again some good roasts and steaks.

Rene’s buttocks were the real prize. Full, plump and soft, they looked very succulent. Lorna grabbed a handful of silky smooth buttock meat and squeezed, joggling the tender full flesh. They’d be great eating right off the spit and looked like they’d carve like butter.

As Lorna stepped back, Brooke stepped over and, cupping her hands, gave both of Rene’s buttocks a full handed squeeze. “Yum!” she said. “I think I know what I want for dinner.”

Brooke, still squeezing the ass meat so nicely presented, spread Rene’s cheeks to get a look at the woman’s little bottom hole. “Hm,” Brooke said thoughtfully, “she obviously hasn’t had an anal workout lately. We’ll have to open her back door for stuffing.’

Looking up at Lorna, Brooke continued, “Mind if I take care of that little chore?”

Lorna laughed and nodded. Brooke had been in her own ass many times, and it looked like Rene was about to get rear-ended by a real mistress at the job. In fact, Brooke was already pulling out her favorite strap-on, the one with the plugs that went into the wearer’s ass and pussy and spread the thrills around. “Feel free, as long as we get the fun of watching. Want us to just bend her over right here?”

Rene, hearing the discussion, was already making outraged noises around her ball gag. Brooke ignored the noise and critically assessed the squirming butt in front of her. “Sure. Just shackle her wrists and ankles together. Tell you what, though. It’d be more comfortable for all concerned if you put her on her knees and shoulders once she was all cuffed up.

“Anyone else want some of that nice juicy ass? I mean, before it’s roasted,” Brooke asked the group at large, getting a number of nods and grins in return. “Okay, ladies, I’ll break her in for you. Get her in position, folks, she’s about to be stuffed.”

Of course, real stuffing wouldn’t come until after Rene was thoroughly opened by the strap-on, but everybody - including Rene - got the picture. “Relax, woman,” Brooke said, “they tell me you like to do this to fourteen year old girls, so you ought to be familiar with the process.”

Rene found herself reshackled and on her knees and shoulders on a low platform that put her ass at a very convenient height for further attention. Said attention wasn’t very long in coming. Brooke got down on her knees behind the so lusciously presented bottom and placed the tip of her strap-on’s oily shaft at the little entrance between Rene’s cheeks. Taking firm hold of the woman’s delicious looking hips, Brooke grinned and bumped her own hips forward to seat the shaft inside Rene’s ferociously squirming ass. Rene’s outraged scream, muffled by the ball gag, let all in the room know her opinion of Brooke’s liberty with her butt.

Brooke shifted her grip to Rene’s waist and began a firm pumping, slapping the woman’s bare cheeks with her own naked hips. The rhythmic plunging of the shaft in Rene’s ass was accompanied by muffled screams, screeches and other such noises at a pretty high volume. After a short while, however, the sex hormone and the sensations in her bottom began to get to Rene, and the sounds turned to squeals, gasps, and moans of sensual pleasure, just as loud as the previous racket.

Lorna watches the scene with a grin, noting how Rene’s hips were squirming and wriggling around the shaft up her butt, and decided all was well in that quarter. After getting her ass thoroughly fucked, Rene was going to have it just as thoroughly stuffed, then her pussy was going to be thoroughly spitted . After that, Lorna thought with satisfaction, the bitch was going on the patio barbecue. Which, come to think of it, was just about ready for her.

Meanwhile, Lorna shot a glance at the one woman in the room that wasn’t standing, watching Rene get her rump reamed. Emily was curled comfortably in the nearby couch , but she was also placidly observing the fun. Of course, the fact that Emily was as nude as everyone else told Lorna that Emily was enjoying the action; her nipples were erect.

Emily was a bit of a problem for Lorna. The woman was in her late twenties, short platinum blonde hair, a really plush figure on a five foot tall frame, and as placid and quiet as a mellow tabby cat. She wanted to be stroked and was very soft and strokable. Lorna liked to have her to hand when she was relaxing on the couch. The touch of Emily’s warm soft nude flesh to own bare skin was extremely relaxing. On the whole, Lorna considered Emily very much a desirable resident of her apartment.

And that was the trouble. Lorna had bought her three months ago for meat, then told the girl she was destined for a cookout at the next Lilith Beach Fest, scheduled for next week. Emily never said anything about her background - there was something there she never spoke about - but she let it be known she was enthusiastically looking forward to the spit and the coals. Meanwhile, Lorna had grown very fond of Emily.

The Society of Lilith was a semi-underground power organization for women. Full members were guaranteed wealth and success. All they had to do was survive - by whatever means - being chosen to be cooked at one of four Beach Fests that took place during the year they were candidate members. If someone volunteered for the spit, a candidate got a pass. If there were no volunteers, four candidates were chosen and spit roasted to feed the group at the Fest.

That presented Lorna with a problem. She was president of the Society and responsible for picking the candidates for meat. She liked Emily very much, but to pass her over meant that another girl - a candidate - would unwillingly take her place, and Emily wanted to become meat. Lorna hated to choose an unwilling girl unless they deserved it. Choosing the meat was her duty as president, but that didn’t mean she had to like it.

Thinking of candidates caused Lorna to look at Ming. The oriental girl was facing her last choosing, and she had some very nicely fleshed hips and thighs, not to mention those smooth meaty buttocks that looked to be made for steaks. Ming very well might end up as meat. Lorna didn’t know. She never preselected the women she wanted for dinner, and prided herself on her impartiality. Everything would depend on who was in the line of candidates when she and Carol, the Society cook, selected who looked best for the barbecue. Still, she thought as she watched Ming’s tasty bottom wiggle, the girl did look ripe for a carving platter. Tasty pussy, too.

Meanwhile, everyone was pretty well finished with Rene’s ass. Rene’s squeals, groans and moans of sexual excitement were much softer, and she looked exhausted. All to the good. Jess pulled her strap-on’s shaft from Rene’s butt with a slurp, then began undoing the straps. This meaty ass was about to be fully stuffed. The main event was next.

It wasn’t long before Rene’s butt was full of a mixture of rice stuffing flavored with girl juice, spices and breast meat and plugged with a heat resistant vibrator. Then Jess and Miki got behind Rene’s upraised rear end with a ten foot carbon fiber spit and inserted it in the woman’s plump pussy. The two women worked smoothly together with the ease of long practice as they slowly pumped the spit tip in and out of Rene’s pussy, shortly being rewarded with a high scream of intense orgasm and the tight clasping of the shackled cunt on the shaft. They used the muscle contractions to guide the spit up Rene’s pussy, ignoring the loud screams coming from the other end, then carefully out her mouth, held open by several of the other women.

On the whole, Lorna decided as she watched Jess and Miki quickly and efficiently tie off Rene’s arms and legs , quite a satisfactory spitting. “Nice work,” Brooke commented to her as the assembled group - less Emily who was still on the couch - carefully carried a nicely spitted and squirming Rene out to the rotisserie. “This one ought to cook up quite tasty.”

“I’m looking forward to a steak from her ass,” Lorna replied as she watched Rene get settled on the rotisserie.

“Yum,” Brook said as she nodded agreement, her eyes on the prospective dinner. Then Brooke glanced at Emily. “I REALLY want to get a steak from HER ass, too. That meat ought to be fabulous.”

Lorna only nodded thoughtfully as she also looked at Emily. Emily was so pleasant to have around and was such a nice person. If only…

Meanwhile, Rene found herself rotating over the increasingly warmer coals. During her squirming, she found that she could fuck the spit in her cunt slightly, enough to get herself off. The long stemmed basting brush with its soft, oily bristles was heavenly on her nipples and pubic mound, too, each time the oriental girl brushed her. Rene was no longer consumed by anger or fear. She was meat on a stick and knew it. She settled down to enjoy the erotic sensations. It would help her keep her mind off what was really happening.

As Rene’s convulsions and wriggles slowly subsided, Sammi said to the group at large, “She really put on a show!”

Sammi looked back behind her and saw Lorna intertwined with Emily on the couch, the hands and tongues of both women very busy. Sammi was already excited by the performance Rene put on squirming on the pole, and Lorna’s activity gave her even more ideas. Suiting action to thought, she reached over and began fondling the nude woman next to her at the juncture of her thighs. “Hey, girlfriend,” she said to Dana, “want to catch a quick one before dinner?”

The Lilith Beach Fest was held quarterly on a small private island in the Caribbean owned by the Society. Most of the Society’s full members were present as were, of course, all of the candidates. Since the island and all of it’s buildings were a no clothing zone, the beach was full of tasty nude female flesh in the bright morning’s sun. Lorna walked down to the shore with Vivian, her best friend and frequent sexual partner. Vivian was as plushly built as Lorna, but on a larger scale since she was a good six inches taller than Lorna’s five feet two inches. Vivian smiled, looking at the crowd. She always loved the sight of so much bouncing and jiggling meat on energetic display.

Lorna found she’d developed the same liking since she’d become a full member of the Society. In fact, she automatically did a mental meat evaluation on any woman she met, especially one whose meat was nicely displayed nude or in a brief bathing costume.

Looking at this crowd of totally naked women not only aroused her sexual interest, it made her a bit hungry. Well, she was going to do something about both urges soon. Meanwhile, the beach looked like a spring break destination for delicious female tourists that happened to forget their swimsuits. Luscious bare flesh flexed, bounced , and jiggled everywhere she happened to glance.

As Lorna looked closer, she could see a dynamic in progress that made her smile. The full members were, of course exempt from being cooked unless they volunteered. A surprising number of them did, to Lorna’s total mystification. However, because those women were eaters and not eaten, that tended to make them predators in the subconscious of the candidates, any of whom might be chosen this fine afternoon, popped onto a spit, and roasted whole to feed the crowd this weekend. The full members were carefree, fully enjoying the day and the sight of the candidates. The candidates, on the other hand, while also apparently enjoying themselves, were a bit nervous until the choosing in a few hours. Once they’d been passed over, they could relax until the next Fest or relax completely if they’d passed four choosings and were full members. They could begin to grow their pubic hair back.

Candidates tended to shy nervously around full members, and look even more anxiously at Lorna, who would be picking the meat, and Carol, the Society’s cook who would do the honors once a girl was chosen. Candidates were the prey on a beach full of predators and knew it.

Lorna noticed Ming, just getting involved in a beach volleyball game, and watched her nicely meaty thighs and buttocks flex as she played. There was one on her final Fest as a candidate, but the jury was still out if she was going to make the cut for full membership. The girl looked like she’d make a really delicious meal.

Of course, Ming’s chances were better than some had faced in the past. Belinda had brought Beth, originally a somewhat plump woman that was a true volunteer for the spit. Beth had lived with Belinda the last three months, and Belinda’s female development hormones had really been working. Beth had added about ten or fifteen very nicely shaped pounds to her already meaty frame, and her figure was now very overdeveloped, while still avoiding any flab. In short, Beth was now a woman eater’s dream girl, ready to feed quite a large group. Lorna was confident that plump and savory flesh could feed twice as many diners as a normally built women.

Good, that eliminated having to pick two of the candidates. That left two more to be chosen, or one, if Emily was given her wish to become meat. That particular choice - Emily or a candidate - still bothered Lorna. She knew Emily wanted to go out as a great meal at the Fest, but she was very fond of her. On the other hand, not allowing Emily her desire would disappoint her and place an unwilling girl on the spit in her place. Lorna didn’t like either choice.

One of the candidates caught her eye. The woman was in her mid to late twenties with long dark hair, a pleasantly round face, and a very nicely curved figure. But that wasn’t what held her attention. Next to the candidate was another girl that Lorna was sure she’d never approve for candidate status.

The second one was blonde, had a heart shaped face with high cheekbones and a slight almond shape to the eye - a classic Central European/Slavic beauty. Very nice body, also.

That wasn’t the problem. The problem was the girl wasn’t more than sixteen. If she was, Lorna was prepared to eat the beach instead of its juicy occupants. An underage participant was a major violation of Society rules, and an even greater violation of Lorna’s personal code. A woman had to be of age AND know what she was doing to try out for the Society. Lorna was willing to bet this girl didn’t qualify on either count. From the lost and resigned way the blonde was looking around her, it was a pretty good bet she had no idea what was happening, or why she was here.

Lorna nudged Vivian. “Vi,” she said softly, nodding her head at the candidate and her ‘friend’, “check out those two.”

Vivian sucked in her breath with a shocked, enraged sound as she registered the pair. “What the hell’s an underage girl doing here? We have to do something, and NOW!”

Lorna nodded, but said, “Keep your voice down. I’ve got a pretty good idea where the little blonde came from, and why. If I’m right, someone’s made a really, really big mistake.

“Her last one,” she finished grimly.

Lorna looked around and spotted Miki, waving her over. “Miki, see the little blonde over there?”

Miki’s eyes got big when she registered the girl. “She’s—”

Lorna waved her to silence. “Yeah, I know. I also think I know how she got here. Get Jess and distract the brunette for a few minutes. Meanwhile, your parents were Russian immigrants. Still remember the language?”

Miki nodded, then began to smile as Lorna continued her instructions. The smile was very ominous.

Sometime later, it was time for the candidates to line up on the beach. Dinner was about to be selected. As the candidates lined up, Lorna noticed the brunette and the little blonde were getting next to each other in line.

That figured. Miki sidled up to Lorna and spoke in an undertone. “You were right, Lorna,” she said softly. “That girl was one of Rene’s prostitutes. Rene sold her to the candidate, and the girl has no idea why she’s here. All she knows is that she’s to stay close to the woman that owns her and wait for a signal. When she gets it, she’s supposed to speak up. The woman told her she’d be freed if she does. All the blonde knows is that she’s supposed to say, ‘I volunteer!’ as loud as she can. The girl doesn’t speak any English. She doesn’t even know what the words mean.”

Lorna nodded. “If the brunette gets chosen, she gets out of it when the blonde volunteers. That kid has no idea she’ll be cooked in the brunette’s place. Meanwhile, the brunette gets one step further along to full membership.”

Lorna’s face took on the hard, ruthless cast that scared any sensible person. “We’ll see about that. Finish getting all the candidates lined up.”

Once the candidates were lined up, Lorna walked in front of the group and looked them up and down. The full members - and two special guests - were in a larger group behind Lorna where they could get a full view of the proceedings. As Lorna looked up and down the line of nude candidates, she smiled to herself. Everything about these particular women, from their bare pubic mounds to their uneasy expressions, labeled this group as both candidates and prey. Early that morning all of them had been freshly shaven, leaving only the hair on their heads. They had also had been given deep enemas to clean them out fully and make them ready to cook immediately if chosen. The candidates were all meat on the hoof, ready for immediate roasting, and they knew it.

Lorna always got a thrill at this particular moment. It was the peculiar thrill of danger and power. There was the danger thrill of knowing, in the back of her mind, that she herself was another edible woman like the candidates and was just meat if things were a little different. Hell, she was a pussy platter dream for a lot of the women watching. Then there was the power thrill of deciding just who was going to be squirming on the spit instead of her.

The feeling was intoxicating, but she controlled it with long practice. The women in the Society trusted her with the responsibility of choosing the meat because they knew she wouldn’t abuse it. Lorna felt the thrill, but she was also well aware of the consequences of her decision to the woman chosen. The Society trusted her with power because every woman in it knew she took it seriously and wouldn’t abuse her authority.

But other things needed to be done before she made a serious choice. “Ladies,” she said loudly, “there are several announcements I need to make. First, we’ll only be choosing two candidates today, because Beth has volunteered for the spit.”

She waved at the wildly curvy blonde in the audience. “As you can see, she’s got enough meat for two women, so we won’t need another candidate. We’ll be putting all that tasty meat over the coals tomorrow.”

The rest of the full members clapped and cheered as Beth dimpled happily, blushed at the compliment, and waved to the crowd. Lorna grinned as she wisecracked, “Belinda says you really have to try her meat raw. She’s supposed to be great on a beach blanket.” From the expressions on several of the members’ faces, that suggestion was going to be followed soon.

Lorna turned back to the candidates as Carol, the Society’s cook, walked over to join her. “Candidates,” she announced, “the other announcement I have to make is that Carol and I will be rearranging the lineup to make it easier to judge you. When we come to you, ladies, we’ll put you in line where we want you.”

When the rearrangement was completed, the brunette looked around, uneasy because her little blonde sacrifice wasn’t near to hand. By chance, she was next to Ming as the judging started.

Lorna and Carol started down the line, professionally inspecting each candidate’s flesh. The two women spoke to each other in terse, objective sentences as the submissive and uneasy candidates watched or endured the process. Each candidate had her arms and upper body squeezed in appropriate places, soft hands run smoothly down their front, and the tender flesh above their hips and their pubic mounds fondled for texture and tenderness. When the pair started down the back of the line, Lorna and Carol ran their hands down each woman’s back to check the layer of meat over her ribs, squeezed the inner thighs to check the amount of succulent flesh on the tenderest part of the thigh, and hefted plump buttocks to wobble and squeeze them. Some really good steaks, there.

Each candidate had to bend over, too. That gave both women a good look at the real gourmet cut, the prime filet between their thighs. Each candidate also got a finger up her pussy to check the juice. Despite their nervousness, many of the candidates were very juicy. Several even had minor orgasms when penetrated. Ming did.

Walking back in front of the line, Lorna surveyed the group again. Then she walked over to the brunette. “I think you’ll do,” she told her.

Immediately, the woman got a slightly panicky look, then yelled, “Katrina!”

Lorna slowly shook her head with a grim smile. “She’s back in the Chapter House where she belongs, bitch. Miki took her away during the shuffle. I’m not sure what we’ll do with her, but she’s a ward of the Society now. We’ll make sure she gets the life you and Rene tried to take away. On the other hand, I don’t like bitches that make stooges out of innocent girls, especially girls too young to make a choice about something like this.

“Tag,” Lorna said in a flat voice, “you’re it.”

The brunette started to scream, and the screaming only got louder when she was grabbed by several of the full members and hustled over to the spitting jigs. Through panicky eyes, the brunette saw herself dragged toward the place where she would have stuffing pumped up her round plump butt until she could hold no more, be oiled to cook evenly and seasoned to enhance her flavor, have a spit pushed through her from her pussy out her mouth, then put over hot coals to roast slowly until she was golden brown and ready to carve.

The noise did nothing for the nerves of the rest of the candidates, but they still stood there as Lorna turned her head and began to study Ming closely. Ming would make a wonderful roast for the Fest. Great meat and plenty of it in all the right places. Delicious tasting pussy, Lorna knew from past experience. She was sorely tempted.

Then Lorna looked back and saw Emily in the audience. Emily’s face was smoothly relaxed, yet showed an undertone of excited expectation. She wanted to be chosen and cooked for her meat. Lorna had no idea what Emily’s previous life had been like, only that she had chosen this way to complete it. And it was her time.

Lorna looked at Ming again. The oriental girl’s face showed her barely repressed panic, which was exciting in a way. Her slightly quivering body was prefect for the spit. The whole scene was tempting, very tempting.

There was a loud scream in the background as the brunette felt the spit enter her pussy. Lorna ignored it, but Ming’s trembling increased.

Then Lorna looked at Emily. There was no nervousness or fear there, only the look of someone at peace with herself, simply waiting for the fate she’d chosen.

That did it.

“Emily,” Lorna said softly, “I think you said you wanted to volunteer today. Are you ready?”

Emily smiled and nodded calmly. “I’m ready,” she said in equally soft tones.

Lorna waved several of the members forward. “Then follow these ladies over to the spitting jigs, please.”

As Emily turned to follow the women to her fate, she said to Lorna, “I want you to have my prime filet.”

Lorna looked over her shoulder at Ming. The girl was still quivering, white faced in shock and relief. “Honey, I think I should split it with Ming. She’s just been through hell and you rescued her.”

Emily slowly nodded her approval. Then she walked off to end things the way she wanted .

NEXT POST

Luis,

Sammi just might show up at Belinda’s place down the road. Dunno when. It’s taking me a long time to do stories right now (RL is busy), but I’ll try.

The Lorna/Lilith series is pretty well complete. Leo