Dolcett PalaceSynopsis: Trine and Christina have persuaded their parents to take them to the popular Dolcett Palace. However, the girls are soon more involved in the entertainment than they planned for…The Dolcett PalaceALL DRESSED UP After shaving her pussy completely in the shower, Trine looked at her body inthe full-view mirror in the bathroom. She was not very tall, but not too shorteither. She wore her dark-brown hair shoulder- long. Her seventeen years oldbody was delicious, with its ripe, C-cupped breasts and fine, round bottom. Allin all, Trine was happy with her looks. And that was good, she thought, becausenot much of her would be hidden this evening. She was a bit cross with theoutfit she had to wear, but went into her room to put it on anyway. Then, afterhaving tried for ages to make it fit better, she finally shrugged her shouldersand walked out to her mother in the kitchen.- Honestly, mom, you could have found something a bit more decent for us!complained Trine and looked down her almost naked body. She wore the set ofpanties and bra that her mother had given her. It was light green, almostcompletely transparent and very, very tiny. The bra consisted of thin strings with two pads of the flimsy fabric that barely covered her nipples and let thedark colour of her areola shine through. The panties were also all strings inthe sides and back. The small area of transparent nylon which hugged her cleanshaven pussy tight did not leave much to imagination. It could not even fullycover the outer parts of her cunt lips, and barely reached up to hide her clit.If she tried to pull the panties up further, they would slip in between herpussy lips all together.- No complaints, thank you! smiled her mother and answered the ringing phone.Trine could hear her talk to Mrs. Malcolm. It was her friend Christina’s mom.Christina and her had bugged their parents to take them to the new DolcettPalace in town, because two girls from their class was going to be cooked theretonight and most of the other girls and guys from their high school class wasgoing to be there and watch. Unfortunately, the entrance to the palace was veryexpensive. There was one way around that, though. If a family or boyfriendbrought a girl and gave her “special status”, they all entered for just a nominal fee. To accept a girl as “special status”, however, the Dolcett Palacerequired that she only wore underwear or less, and that her meat had beenprepared for immediate processing. In practice, that meant shaven all over.Some of the girls in their class had asked their boyfriends or just some guythey knew if they would take them, but Trine and Christina’s parents wouldn’tlet some careless young man take their daughters there. So, like several of theother girls in class, they had to ask their parents to come with them. Trine’sdad had agreed without hesitation, and the girls had been all joy. Until theysaw the degrading underwear they would be forced to wear.- That was Mrs. Malcolm! They will meet us in the parking lot in half an hour,so we better get going! BRENT! ARE YOU READY?- I’m ready! said Brent, Trine’s older brother and gave his sister’s body a longlook.- Okay, into the car, you two, dad will come and meet us in front of the palacedirectly from work!INSIDE THE PALACEThe drive was short and Trine was glad it was already almost dark when she gotout of the car. She walked on her bare feet over the busy parking lot. It was ahot evening and she wasn’t cold, but still she shuddered as they moved uptowards the entrance. Many other families and couples walked this way. Most ofthe girls wore underwear which was every bit as daring as Trine’s set, butsurprisingly many were also completely naked. This relaxed Trine a bit.She was wearing a set identical to Trine’s and with her larger breasts it waseven more revealing on her. She too had dark hair, which she wore long. She wasa bit shorter than Trine, and also had larger breasts and a slightly wider Trine’s mom and brother.- So, this is the place…! said Mr. Malcolm and looked up and down theneon-sculpture of a stylistic girl spitted from end to end and turning over aDolcett. His ideas had prevailed in underground societies on the internet longbefore the legalization of gynophagia.- Yes, they say we are in for quite an experience inside! Said Trine’s mom andsmiled back.- Hm, well, I guess this is more exciting than just being drafted in the lotteryand butchered for parts down at your local meat shop! Smiled Mrs. Malcolm andturned to the girls, – How many girls from your class are going to be cookedtonight?- Just two! Said Christina, – Linda and Joanne! They must be inside already!- Did they just decide to go here and…? asked Trine’s mom curiously.- Oh no, of course not, mom! Trine looked at her stupidly, – Linda’s parentsgave her the choice between this and being butchered for a family reunion nextmonth!- Yeah, and since she used to …well… make out with Butcher Al’s new helper,Pete, she didn’t want to let him do her, and so she chose this! addedChristina.- And Joanne, then? smiled Trine’s mom.- She sort of… went along for the ride! grinned Christina, and seeing her moms- Oh look, there comes Sam and Joel with Anne and Louise! said Trine and pointedout to the parking lot, – Oh my god, look at their outfits!!! Christina wasshocked. Their two friends wore thin, latex bikinies, but the latex was clearand transparent. They might as well have come naked.- Well, this makes us almost decent? laughed Trine.- Hmm, yeah, I think you both look VERY decent tonight! It was the laughingvoice of Trine’s dad. He had sneaked up on the girls while they had been busychattering in the line.- Hi dad! said Trine and rolled her eyes with a deep sigh.- Hi there pumpkin, you look all ready to eat!- Yeah? Well, dream on! We’re just here for the show, dad!- If you say so, dear! He laughed and kissed his wife. Trine didn’t like the waythey both smiled at her as the line moved forward, but she dismissed thethought and started to look forward to the show inside. After a little morewaiting in line, they finally got inside. The girls were immidiately inspectedand nodded to the man selling tickets behind a counter. The man at the counternodded back to the two men and allowed Trine’s dad to get the discount based onthe girls’ special status. The girl behind them weren’t so lucky.- I’m sorry, sir, your wife is okay, but your girl is just not … appropriatelydressed! said one of the doormen, – She’ll have to get rid of the rest if youwant to claim the discount! The man looked very displeased, and so did his wife.The girl’s mother was wearing just a set of black leather strings thatencircled and supported her otherwise naked breasts and a leather belt aroundher hips. She didn’t wear anything to hide her shaved cunt.- I told you this was not fit! hissed the wife and shook her daughters arm. Thegirl, a slim, bigbreasted blonde of about sixteen, looked freightened. She justwore a standard if somewhat small, black bikini. Nothing you couldn’t wear onthe beach on a summers day.- But mom, I…! stuttered the girl, and looked pleadingly at her dad.- No but’s here! said her dad and crossed his arms, – Get naked right now so wecan get in!- ALL naked?! But that’s not fair!!!- Now DO IT or I’ll let your dad order us both for dinner! Said her mom, whoappearently was going to be cooked tonight. The girl reluctantly shed herbikini and had to enter the palace all naked. Trine and Christina giggled asthey watched the small drama. As they moved on to the cloak room, they had theirfirst horrific thrill of the evening.- Will you LOOK at that?! Gasped Trine and pointed at three young girls, abouttheir age. They were naked, shaved and had their hands tied behind their backs.They stood or rather hung along the left wall of the cloak room, each with agarrotte tightened around their stretched necks and just barely able to reachthe floor with their stretched toes. Their bodies squirmed and moveddesperately, while they tried to find foothold. They were sweating heavily allover and their faces were painted with terror, fear and … excitement. Trinecould hear their faint whimpering and sensed them struggling for air.- How… how long have they been up there? asked Christina as the nude cloakroom girl marked her bare shoulder with a red “special status” stamp.- Oh, the blonde on the right has been up about half an hour, so she won’t lastmuch longer, but the other two are fresh from the stock!- I see! Drafted girls, I guess? Christina had heard that the palace sometimeshad to buy girls from the butchers to ensure enough meat and entertainment.- Not really! The two fresh ones came here as “specials” just like you an hourago, but their boyfriends decided to donate them to the show! The girl smiledand gave Trine her stamp as well. Just then, the “half-hour” girl gave up andfainted, her neck took the full weight of her body and the thin rope squeezedthe last bit of life out of her. Only moments after her eyes had rolled over,two men came and cut her body down. One of them threw her limp meat over hisshoulder and carried her away.- She is probably soup meat now! Commented Brent. The girls just nodded andstared in horror as a new girl, a small-breasted brunette in her late teens wasbrought in from the Palace to replace the snuffee. The girl was smiling,though, as the men tied her up and let her death struggles begin. Trine watched, almost in envy, as the other two girls’ boyfriends stood just next to them andcheered them to last a bit longer. The two guys obviously got off on it, andTrine suspected that the girls did too.- Well, I’m sort of relieved that we weren’t allowed to let some of the guysfrom class take us here after all! giggled Christina as they passed the hanginggirls and entered the main palace.- Yep, we should be a lot safer with our parents … I guess!?- Oh, for sure, girls! laughed Christina’s dad and clapped his daughters barebutt, – If we decide to let you join the show, it won’t be out in the foyer!- Very funny, dad! sighed Christina and jumped to escape his hand before hesqueezed her butt again. Like Trine, she didn’t feel too easy about herparent’s odd comments. Once they reached the main Plaza inside the palace, theyall stopped dead and tried to fathom the horrific, beautiful and absolutely breathtaking sights around them. From the ground floor of the Plaza, one couldlook up and around on the circular balconies above them. There were manyhundreds of people inside, and at least half were naked or half-naked girls.Most girls were in their teens but many others looked to be in their twenties or thirties and some even over forty. The air was warm, humid and filled with aspicy aroma of grilled meat and seasoning. The Plaza was filled withrestaurants and cafes. A few restaurants occupied parts of the main floor, butmost were located along the sides. Not surprisingly, many featured livespittings or other entertaining ways of cooking your meat alive. Guests filledthe tables and there was a pleasant background noise of laughter and girlscreams; some real and many faked. What horrors could be experienced on theother floors was unclear when you tried to make it out from below, but sometimesa girl broke through even the high background noise and ripped the atmospherefor a second with an eerie death scream, which was often abruptly broken off.EASY MONEY- Girls, we’re going to have a cup of coffee before we decide on a restaurant,so you go on and look around! smiled Trine’s dad, – Unless you want to join us,of course?- No, we’re okay! See you later! said Trine quickly and started to walk awaywith Christina.- Be back here in an hour, honey!- Sure thing mom! Trine and Christina slid away in the mass of people and flesh.They decided to try to find Anne and Louise, who they had spotted outside. Theytwo all-but-naked girls waved at them to come over. Louise looked fantasticwith her red-brown hair cut short in a boyish style. She was long and slender,had legs up to her ears and an admirable set of C-cupped tits that seemed todefy gravity all together. Trine had always thought she looked like a youngJamie Lee Curtis. Anne was shorter, with short blond hair and had smaller titstoo.- Hi Anne! Hi Louise! What are you doing? asked Trine and tried to ignore theboys’ comments about her and Christina’s petite underwear.- Hi girls! said Anne, – We’re making some extra dough for the weekend! Have youread this?- Aehm, no! Trine read the sign on the desk. “Register now and get a free $200 -No obligations apply”- So, what’s the deal? asked Christina.- All you have to do is register your meat with the palace and they pay you 200bucks, just like that! Isn’t it great? Louise was jumping on her toes, causingher large breasts to swing from side to side.- How about it, young lady? asked the man behind the counter. His round face waslit up in a smile as he held out a form each to Trine and Christina. Severalgirls around the counter were filling out forms and handing them to the otherstaff.- Sooo… what’s in it for you? asked Trine suspiciously as she took the formfrom his hand, – I mean, if there are no obligations for us?- Well, to be honest, sweetie, it is our experience that once meat is registeredit is far more inclined to end up on the tables somewhere in here! But it isstill completely voluntary and if the thought scares you, just don’t register!He held out his hand as if to take the form back again.- No… eh, what the hell! I could use the money! she giggled and stronglytheir account numbers so the palace could deposit the prize money.- Alright, girls! Please follow my colleagues here for the tagging, then! saidthe man as the girls were all just about to leave again. Two men in blueuniforms stepped out in front of the girls.- Eh, tagging??? Trine’s face was one big question mark.- Yeah, and get rid of the textiles all of you, please! said one of the blue menand slipped Christina’s bra off her chest for her in one quick motion.- Oh, yeah, we forgot to tell you! giggled Louise as she and Anne readily tookoff their see-through latex bikinies, – We can’t wear anything afterregistering, and they DO have to tag us as meat!- Don’t worry, I hear it’s just a quick pinch and then it’s over! grinned Anneand held out one of her smooth shaven cunt lips. The boys whistled and watchedas Trine and Christina reluctantly got naked and let the staff dispose of theirflimsy underwear. They all followed close behind one of the men, while theother walked behind them. Trine already felt caught in a flytrap. She couldn’tbelieve this. How would they explain this when they had to meet their parentsin less than an hour? The girls were led over to a small holding area next to alarge restaurant which served Asian-style prepared girls. It was a fenced areaalready waiting inside. They were all chatting and laughing. Trine was gladthat the holding pen was far away from the cafe where their parents weresitting.- Jeez, I feel like a cow on my way to the slaughterhouse! grinned Christina asyet another group of girls were led into the holding pen. They stood very closenow and almost touched each other.- I know what you mean! sighed Trine and watched as girls ahead of her were ledout one at a time to be tagged. After a short wait, it was Louise’s turn.- Tit or cunt? asked the man casually. Louise thought for a second and said: -Cunt, please! She was led over to a table and asked to lean back on it, exposingher pussy to a man in blue overalls.- Here we are, hold still please! said the man who held a piercing gun in onehand. He grabbed Louise’s left cunt lip between his left hands thumb and indexfingers and pulled it out a bit. Louise closed her eyes as he shot a silverring through her delicate meat. The ring was rather large and thick, not like normal piercing rings for those body parts. In contrast, it looked very muchlike the rings you would use for tagging cows ears. Louise smiled all over herface as the man clipped a blue plastic tag into her ring and let her step down.The other girls stared at her tag. Anne in awe and Trine and Christina in fear.- Why do we get a choice of where the tag goes? asked Trine as she watched thenext girl being pierced deep through her left nipple, – Ouch, the tit-piercinglooks painful!- I don’t know, but I’m going for the cunt lip! said Christina.- Who’s next? asked the man and Anne boldly stepped forward to let him tag hercunt. She didn’t make a sound as he tagged her and she quickly stepped over toLouise to giggle and compare their tags. Trine was next and she didn’t whimpermuch either as her thick cunt lip was pierced. Actually, she was surprised athow little it hurt and how much it turned her on. She could tell from the lookin eyes as she was pierced that she wasn’t the only one feeling that way.MEATING THE FRIENDS- Well, do I feel like a piece of meat or what? whispered Trine as they joinedthe boys outside the holding pen.- I know! sighed Christina and didn’t know whether to cover her tagged cunt withher hands or not.- It’s one thing to getting used to being all naked, but wearing this is just..grading!- And what about our parents? shuddered Trine, – What do we tell them?- What do the tags say, anyway? asked Christina and kneeled down to read Trine’stag.- “MEAT reg. no. 124GFX765JK – Volunteer” she read aloud.- Volunteer my bare butt!!! He tricked us, that bastard!- HEY GIRLS! WE FOUND THEM! It was Louise’s voice calling them from a restaurantnear the barbeque pits. Trine and Christina knew who they meant. Joanne andLinda, who were going to cook tonight. When they got over there, they saw thatit was a Greek theme restaurant. A row of vertical spits were turning six girlsin a Kebab-manner just inside the restaurant area, and one of the spits turned Linda’s unquestionably delicious body.- Wow, look at her! said Anne and went as close as she could for the heat of theopen oven behind Linda, – She is just … perfect!- Not alive anymore, though! sighed Trine. Linda had been spitted from cuntthrough mouth and had apparently already roasted for some time. She haddeveloped a nice, golden-brown crust and was just about ready to be carved. Herhalf-closed eyes were lifeless and stared right up in the ceiling.- But you should have seen her fuck the spit earlier! grinned a familiar voice.It was Joanne, still alive and talking from behind the spits. She was wearing acunt tag like the others.- Hi Jo, not cooked yet? smiled Louise and reached in behind the ovens to touchher friends hands, – When are you going to roast?- Oh, I haven’t been selected for the Kebab! Right now I’m serving tables andthen in a an hour or two they are going to boil me and then they’ll slice mymeat for Mousaka when I’m done.- I see! That’s cool! said Louise and looked down on Joanne’s particularly largebreasts, – I bet they’ll get some good slices from them jugs, huh girl?- I guess!!! laughed Joanne and lifted her tits up with both hands, – How aboutyou four? I see you are all meat now, so how are you going to go?- Oh no, we just registered for the 200 bucks! grinned Trine.- Right, that’s what the other five girls here next to Linda said, when they gothere earlier with their parents or boyfriends! You just watch it, girls! I betI’ll see most of you cook before I go into the pot later tonight!- I bet you are wrong about that! laughed Louise and turned to walk away, – Wewill be back later to see you boil! Good Luck!- Sure! grinned Joanne and raised her voice to make sure the girls heard her asthey walked away, – Hell, maybe one of you will join me in the pot! WHO KNOWS?UP HIGH – DOWN LOW- Forget about her! said Christina. She could see that Joanne had made Trine allnervous with her silly predictions; – She is just sorry that she has to cookand we don’t!- Yeah, I guess you’re right! smiled Trine and put her arm around Christinawhile they walked. Just then, a familiar voice sounded behind them: – Wellwell, if it isn’t the poor racks who have been turned into meat?- Hi Janice! sighed Trine and reluctantly turned to face her favourite numberone hate-girl. Janice was a real uptown, rich-parents-stupid-kid bitch. She wasa natural blonde with great legs and nice boobies, and was always wearing awinner-smile. She had won all the cheerleading contests on their school and wasimmensely popular among her rich friends. And then she didn’t like Trine and herfriends.- How come you are both … well, meat?! asked Janice in a triumphant tone ofvoice and looked up and down the naked girls. Janice was fully dressed in ashort, white skirt and blue jumper. She looked as if she had arrived here rightafter cheerleading practice. Two of her stupid cheerleading friends stood behind her and giggled annoyingly at the girls. Trine recognised them asElisabeth and Monique. In contrast to Janice, however, they wore just amatching lingerie set, expensive looking stuff, and were stamped as “specialstatus” girls. Trine knew they followed Janice everywhere in school and always backed her up. Seeing them standing there half naked behind their “queen”, Trinecouldn’t help but think at them as Janice’s personal slave girls.- If you must know, Janice, we registered because we thought it was fun!answered Christina and sent her a very insincere smile, – But I bet youwouldn’t dare to!- I wouldn’t have to! I already have enough money, thank you! ,laughed Janiceand strode past the girls with a glow of self-confidence, – See you on my platelater, lesbo-bitches!- Yeah, you wish! creaked Trine and whispered, – Lesbo! Look who’s talking withher “slaves”!- Stupid cunt! I’d like to see her roast! laughed Christina and looked up anescalator, – Let’s go and see what they do upstairs. We can’t stay down hereall evening!- Grand idea! said Trine and followed her upstairs. They decided to go all theway up and look around on the top floor first. There were no restaurants uphere, only bars and small cafes, among shops that sold all kinds ofgirl-cooking devices and whips and other S&M stuff. It wasn’t as crowded as downstairs and the music was not as loud either. As they walked around thebalcony and wondered what the action was up here, they suddenly heard a longscream and looked in the direction of the sound. From the balcony opposite fromthem, a girl had literally walked the plank. A real, pirate-like plank was mounted from an opening in the railing and a small line of naked girls werewaiting behind it. They had ropes around their necks, and the other ends of theropes were attached to a wire in the ceiling. The wire was not horizontal. Itsloped down in a soft drop and ended over the balcony on the deck below Trine and Christina. As the girls watched, the next young lady, whose hands were tiedThey poked her with real sabres and kept her walking out to the tip, until shelost her balance and dropped with a scream. She slid quickly down the wire,the balcony below Trine and Christina, she slowed down dramatically and came toa halt before reaching the steps that could have saved her. Trine and Christinaran around the balcony to get a better look at the end of the slide. Suddenly,they understood the point of the game. Down there, in the slack wire, four girlsslid down to join them, the first one would be pushed a little further towardsthe safe steps. If she was still conscious when she reached them, she couldstep right onto them and remove the rope. But if she wasn’t, two men stood ready to cut her down and collect her meat.- This is incredible! said Trine as they watched some more drops. It seemed thatabout one third of the girls made it out alive, while the rest were snuffed inthe ropes.- I know! Let’s go over there and see! When they reached the line of girls,about fifteen in total, they stopped dead and stared at the three girls talkingeagerly in the back of the line. It was Maria and Erika from their class, andErika’s mom. Her dad was standing next to them with his video camera ready.They all giggled and laughed and were apparently making plans to how they couldpush each other back onto the steps below. Erika and her mom were both slim andtall with small hips and breasts. They had dyed their hair the same light-brown colour, and both had tied their long hair up. Maria was a natural blonde, with abit of padding and a pair of nice, heavy tits.- Hi Trine! And you too, Christina! laughed Erika and stepped as far out as herneck-rope would allow her to hug the girls. She too had her hands tied behindher back, so Trine and Christina had to do all the hugging, – You came justwhen we needed you!- Eh, what do you mean? asked Christina.- Well, we are kind of nervous because we are at the end of the line! giggledMaria, – If other girls don’t start showing up soon, we are doomed! It takesapproximately four girls to push one into the safe zone again, and a girl won’tlast more than ten minutes in the gallows!- So, you want US to get behind you? asked Trine and dropped her jaw.- Yeah, well, you ARE tagged for meat so what do you have to loose? sighed Erikaand her mother nodded. Trine noticed, that they were all three tagged throughthe nipples instead of the pussy lips.- No no, we just did that for the extra money! We are not really going to getsnuffed! laughed Christina,- I am afraid you are on your own! This game is too risky for me!- Well, okay! Watch us go, if you like, then! smiled Erika and lifted her smalltits up to show to her dad,- Make sure you get these cooked just the way you like them, dad! I mean, ifthey cut me up after the hanging! And don’t forget to have our pouches made!- I will remember, hon, and I’ll be sure to get this on tape too! he waved hisvideo camera at his excited daughter. Trine noticed how Erika, who was first inline of the three, stood very close to Maria. When she looked closely, shediscovered that Erika secretly rubbed Maria’s wet pussy with her tied hands. Maria didn’t seem to mind and sometimes whispered intimately into Erika’s ears.Erika’s mother must have noticed it, but she just smiled approvingly and letthem enjoy themselves. Watching all this, Trine urged to touch herself a bit,but that would have been too obvious standing there with Erika’s dad and all. Alittle while later, Trine and Christina watched with anticipation as the threegirls slid down the wire with short intervals.- Come on, girls, let’s go down and wait for them downstairs! suggested Erika’sdad and turned off his camcorder. Trine looked at Christina who just shruggedher shoulders, and they ran after him towards the escalator.- Oh, look at them fight it! said Erika’s dad as they got down to the collectionpoint. He started to film the show again. Two men were just cutting down athirty-something woman from the first position. She was dead meat and her bodywas thrown into a large trolley, similar to those used to transport baggage inairports. She landed on top of some ten other bodies in the trolley. The nextgirl, a pretty, young redhead, still had the strength to try to reach the stepwith her toes, and when a girl finally slid down the wire and pushed Erika’smom a bit forward, she actually made it and could walk away alive. She was been through the same ride just before her. All three hugged and kissed wildlyfortunate friends in the trolley.- That’s amazing! sighed Trine as she watched Erika, who was now closest to thestep, fight wildly to throw her legs forward to catch the steel platform. Asthe girls had sadly predicted, it took a while before a group of new girlsjoined the game. Erika got weaker and weaker and despite the cheering from Trine and Christina, she passed out in the rope. Behind her, Maria and Erika’s momalso let go and gave up the fight. The men cut down all three and threw theirbodies onto the pile of meat. It was full now, and a third man got into theelectric cart and drove off with the bodies of all the hapless girls.FATHERS DAY PRESENT- Eh, Mr. Jones! called Christina as Erika’s dad had turned to leave them, -What did Erika mean about the “pouches”?- Oh, that! He laughed and without hesitation he reached down and grabbedChristina’s smooth cunt lips between his fingers and rubbed them gentlytogether. However chocked she was over this sudden intimate touch, Christinadidn’t move and just let him fondle her pussy as if he was feeling beef steaks for tenderness in the supermarket. The thought turned her on even more than shealready was and she could feel her pussy getting wet.leather shop here with a special deal on cunt pouches! They make them in underan hour, and you can have your monogram printed on for free! Of course, you twohave both ruined that idea for yourself, having been tagged in the cunt lips!- Oh, so THAT was why they gave us the choice! sighed Trine, – We hadn’trealized that!- Where is this leather shop, anyway? asked Christina curiously.- Just here on this floor! he said and pointed at a shop a bit further along thebalcony. Trine and Christina hurried over to the store, which was called”Joseph’s Finest Leather”. There was a small exhibition of the products in thewindow of the small shop. There were the leather pouches, which Erika’s dad had mentioned, as well as other small leather products. Everything was made fromgirl skin. The pouches fascinated the girls. They came in different sizes,depending on the size of the pussy lips of the girl. The opening wasspring-activated and the clitoris was protruding discretely from the slit as ifit was still part of a girl. There was no doubt where this leather originatedfrom.- …and remember to have him brand your LEFT lip, Julia! Trine and Christinaforties, fully dressed, with her sixteen or seventeen years old daughter. Thegirl was naked and had a meat-tag hanging from the ring through her nipple. Shewas a dark mix between a Caucasian and an Asian.- Yes yes, mom! You’ve said it a million times now!- I know, dear! But we want to make it a perfect Fathers Day gift, don’t we?- Sure! The girl sighed and entered the store with her mother following her.Trine and Christina followed them in and heard them talk to the clerk, awithering, little, old man.- Hello, I eh…! began the girl, but then hesitated. Her mother shook her head.- Julia here wants to have a monogram branded on her LEFT cunt lip, for a pouch!said the mother, pushing her daughter aside, – With the initials J.K., please!- Oh, Fathers Day coming up, huh? giggled the clerk and asked Julia to sit downin a special preparation chair behind the counter. It was mounted with a ratherlong butt-plug and Julia had to have her mom help her tight ass down over themetal handle. Once her butt was immobilized, the clerk tied her ankles to twopoles in front of her using leather straps. Thus unable to move her lower bodyor legs, she was ready for the branding. The clerk whistled calmly as hemounted the metal letters to form the monogram on an iron pole. He dipped themetal letters in ink and made a test stamp on a piece of paper to show to themother. The woman nodded in approval and the clerk put the end of the pole intoa coal-fired oven next to the helpless girl. She stared at it wide-eyed whilepopularity of girl leather products.- I could also make a handy sewing-needle holder out of the undamaged tit! hesuggested and lifted one of the embarrassed girl’s breasts up to weigh it inhis hands, – Or if you have a favourite chair you want me to refurbish with herbutt skin?- Hm, no thanks! smiled the woman, – We will have the rest of her butchered forparts and I will serve her tits for my husband on fathers Day before I give himhis pouch!- As you wish! he said and pulled the pole out of the coals. The iron letterswere glowing red hot and Julia started to sweat heavily as he let the tipapproach her cunt lips. She screamed of all her lungs as he pressed themonogram hard against the left lip. The hissing and spatter died out with herscream, and as he removed the pole she was just snivelling a little. Themonogram was perfectly burned into her cunt lip, with nice, sharp edges and inan even, dark-brown colour.- There you go, all ready to be carved up! smiled the clerk and untied Julia’slegs. She could barely get off the butt plug and stand on her legs, but her momhelped her along.- I will be back with her cunt in about an hour! she smiled and ushered the girlalong out of the shop. Just before they left, Trine heard the mother say: -we? The girl just nodded and wiped away her tears of pain.LATE AGAIN- And what can I do for you, meat? asked the clerk with Trine and Christina leftin the shop as the only “customers”, – Do you want to give your daddies aspecial Fathers Day present as well?- Eh, no thanks, we were just browsing! laughed Trine, and they quickly left theshop again, one more experience richer.- Phew, that must have hurt! said Christina and felt her slit with the back ofher hand, – I wonder if my cunt would make a nice pouch?- Yeah, kind of kinky, but still … I hope dad wouldn’t want a monogram then!laughed Trine.- I agree!- Oh shit, it’s been almost two hours! said Trine and looked at the big watch onthe wall above a head- mounting store, – We are going to get in trouble forthis!- We better get down there and face it right away! sighed Christina and ranafter Trine. They got a bit lost down in the crowd on the ground floor, butfinally managed to locate their families around a table outside one of therestaurants.- Oh, hello meatgirls! grinned Brent, – We thought we might never eat tonight!- Eh, sorry we’re late mom! said Trine, ignoring her brother’s stupid comments,- We ran into some friends from school and…!- I know, dear! We met Erika’s father when he picked up some of his daughter’sand wife’s meat just a minute ago, and he told us you were upstairs! Did youhave fun?- Oh yes! Lots of fun! This is a great place!- I can see you did! grinned Christina’s mom and tugged in her daughter’s meatregistration tag. Trine and Christina had both forgotten all about that andtalked in each others mouths to explain.- We just … well, we could use the money! It was just for fun, mom!- Yeah, it’s not like we’re real meat volunteers or anything! added Trine andshifted her feet nervously.- Well, volunteer or not! smiled her mom, – You two have half an hour from nowto get yourself snuffed somehow in here, or we will have to deliver your bodiesto the kitchen alive!- Wh… what??? stuttered Trine. This couldn’t be happening. Not her. Not now.- You heard me! said mom, – We had time to discuss this while you were late, andwe all agree that you should provide the meat for tonight’s dinner! After all,you are responsible for delaying the food and since you are all ready andregistered…!- But, you can’t do that!!! shouted Christina and stepped back to get her mom tolet go of her meat tag, which she was still holding between her fingers.- Yes we can! said her mom, and held on to the tag, thus forcing Christina tostep towards the table again, – And you can either say “Okay mom, that will befun” or we can do it the hard way and have you butchered right away!- H… how do you plan to have us cooked, then? asked Trine, still a bitchocked, but beginning to accept the decision, – Whole or slaughtered for partsor…?- Well, dear, we are willing to let the decision be yours! smiled her mom andsipped her white wine before continuing, – We will send Brent with you now, andlet him make sure that you are both snuffed within half an hour! He will thenensure that your meat is prepared in the restaurant of your choosing!- Only condition is that you choose the same restaurant, so we can enjoy both ofyou! added Christina’s dad.- Yes, and if you would rather be delivered to the kitchen alive, then that isentirely up to you! We would love to watch you on a spit or see you get cookedin some other entertaining way! ,said Trine’s dad and laughed with Christina’sfather, while they finished their beers.- Off you go, now! grinned Christina’s mom and let go of her daughter’s meattag, – Have fun and good luck! We will see you on the table!- Th… thank you, I guess! smiled Christina and looked at Trine. She was alsosmiling, although a bit uncertain.the girls.- Brent, make sure they get whacked soon! said his mom, – We are starving here!- I will, mom! Don’t worry!HEADS UP- Let’s make the best of this! sighed Trine as they walked into the crowdedPlaza again, – Brent, have you seen some fun things down here?the shooting range! They are quite entertaining, and look painless too!- Okay, let’s go have a look! said Christina, – We don’t have long to decide!- Right, follow me! said Brent and took the lead. The girls followed him over tothe other side of the Plaza where there was a big sign saying “Shooting Range -Big Prizes”, and just next to it a small stage with a couple of old-fashionedguillotines. A banner over the stage carried big, red letters that formed thewords “Great Head-giving Competition Tonight”.- Oh, hey, do we have time to just have a quick look at the shooting range?asked Christina and stopped in front of the booth. Five men stood there, eachholding a riffle and taking aim at the targets sixty feet away along the endwall. The targets were a bunch of girls, who were running back and forth alongthe wall. A fence of thin steel wires prevented them from leaving the areaalong the back wall. The targets, five or six in total, had to jump over thedead bodies of some other five or six shot girls. The men all took great careto aim before they fired. One hit a girl in the stomach and she sank down on herknees in pain. The shooter laughed in triumph and finished her off with a shotright through her heart. The young girl who attended the booth congratulatedthe man and gave him his prize: A voucher for a free cunt pouch up at theleather shop.- Want to enter your meat, sir? asked the young girl, who was naked except forpainted shooting targets on her tits and shaved cunt, – A kill in two shots orless yields a prize!- No thanks, miss! smiled Brent and ushered the fascinated girls on, – Come on,now, you don’t have much time left to decide!- Sh…listen! said Trine as they went over in front of the stage with the twoguillotines. A man holding a microphone was talking to the audience.- …elcome gentlemen, to tonight’s great Head Giving Competition, where thefirst prize is a beautiful head-mounting with the all-inclusive luxury packfrom our own Heads’n'Stuffing shop here at the Palace! Enter your meat now andwatch them go in ten minutes when we begin the competition! You get your meatwith you, of course, even if you don’t win!stage, – Hey, wow, this sounds SO cool! The girls get beheaded while eh…giving head to a guy …ehm, you know, a blowjob, and then the winner is thegirl who can hold on to the guy’s dick the longest after she is decapitated!- How does that work? asked Christina and looked over her shoulder.- Well, look at this picture! After the blade is down he pulls back holding herhead and then lets her head go with his hands. She must then hold the weight ofdown the basket, the timer is stopped!- But how do they keep the head alive for so long after! asked Brent curiously.- It says here that they give the girls an injection just prior to thedecapitation which switches the brain metabolism completely to anaerobicconditions, which means that she won’t need oxygen to stay conscious and alive!According to this it works for a maximum of twenty minutes and then the brain slowly dies, but it should be enough for the duration of the contest! The record”hanging time” is six minutes and thirty seconds!- Hmm, and I get your meat back with me anyhow! said Brent, – Okay girls, whatdo you say? If you want to go this way, all you need to do is select arestaurant for your meat and then enter the contest!- Oh, yes, the restaurant! sighed Christina and looked around, – What do yousay, Trine? Should we go to the Greek one and see if we can join Joanne?- Yeah, but then I’d actually rather go there alive! giggled Trine and suddenlycouldn’t help touching her wet pussy with one hand. Talking about yourself asmeat was too much for her. She had never been so horny in her life.- You’re right, me too! chuckled Christina and turned to Brent, – We’re going inalive!- Okay then! sighed Brent, who had been looking forward to seeing them in thecontest, – We have some time left, then! Should we watch some of the contestbefore we go?- Sure! said Trine and turned to the stage. A long row of some forty naked girlswere already standing and waiting behind the frightening machines.- Hi Trine! Hi Christina! Are you entering too? It was Louise, and Anne wasstill with her. They were both giggling and were apparently about to go up onthe stage to enter the contest.- Hi again! smiled Trine, somehow not surprised at all, – Did the boys come upwith this?- Kind of! giggled Anne, – Well no, really! It was on our own initiative! So,are you coming?- No, we’re going to be cooked alive! sighed Christina, – Over at the Greekplace where Linda and Joanne were cooked!- Oh, good for you! said Louise, – Joanne is still serving over there, so youmay join her in the pot after all, then!guillotines! said Trine suddenly and pointed up at the stage. And she wasright. Up there, first in line, stood the three girls. They were all naked,shaved and tagged, and unlike the rest of the girls up there, they didn’t lookhappy at all. They had seen the girls down among the audience too, and Janicesent them her hate-look.- Yeah, I forgot to tell you! ,laughed Louise and smiled back at Janice beforedinner with some important business clients and I think they had a secretaryfrom his office cooked for them. Anyway, I know him a little because he used towork with my dad, so I went over and said hello and asked him why his daughterwasn’t dinning with them.- Oh, this is so great! laughed Anne, – Wait till you hear this!turned out that he didn’t know that Janice was here with her friends! I pointedher out to him, she was standing just ten metres away with Monique andElisabeth! She obviously didn’t know that he would be here tonight either! And she hadn’t asked him or her mom for permission to go!- You should have seen his face! chuckled Anne, – He was SO mad and his businesspartners laughed and made fun of him!- So, we watched happily while Janice’s dad walked right over to her! laughedLouise, – And before long he had called some Palace staff over to help himstrip the girls and take them over to registration! When the staff came backwith them, her dad and the other two at the table were already having theirdinner! So, the girls were ordered down under the table on their knees and toldto give blow-jobs while they were eating!- Janice had to blow her own dad twice! grinned Anne, – It was SO much funwatching her do it! He even forced her to swallow!- And then they ended up here? asked Trine, smiling at the thought, – How couldhe actually do that to Elisabeth and Monique? I guess their bodies are not histo sell or kill off!- Oh, both their dads work for his company, so per default he has full rightsover their bodies! smiled Anne, and watched as Janice and Elisabeth walked overto the guillotines and kneeled down on all four to have their necks fixed inthe holes under the blades.- But how come they wanted to enter the contest, then? asked Christina, – Imean, if they are that mad they probably won’t try very hard and just … well,drop head!- Yes, well, that’s actually my fault! laughed Louise and waved at Janice, whosent her yet another one of her triumphant smiles before she swallowed the dicka well-equipped male staff member presented in front of her. The two men infront of the girls were not naked, but had zipped down their fly. They let thegirls do a good bit of sucking while the speaker introduced the rules.blow-jobs! Occasionally, he complained about his daughters work and yanked herhead to have her go faster or take it in deeper! I couldn’t resist and told himthat Anne and I definitely were better at giving head than Janice!- Why… you and your dirty mouth!!! grinned Trine.- Yeah, well! ,Louise shrugged her shoulders and smiled, – Anyway, this madeJanice spit out her dad’s dick and almost attack me! We had a brief argumentand one of her dad’s business partners suggested we settled the matter in this- And how about your parents? asked Brent.- Oh, Janice’s dad was very sweet! ,said Louise, – He promised to collect theprime cuts from Anne and I and bring them home to our parents, and the mountedhead, of course, if one of us wins! Hey, look, they are about to release the”SSWWOOOoooooOOSSHHH…CHNKKkk!!!” The eerie sound of the two blades hurlingdown simultaneously sent a warm feeling down through Trine’s body and into herloins. The heads were separated from Janice’s and Elisabeth’s bodies, and the men lifted them free of the guillotines! The girls’ headless bodies both rose upon their knees and shuddered for a few seconds before falling over. The men letgo of the girls’ heads with their hands and faced the audience while slowlyturning first this way and then the other, to give everybody a good look. Christina could see Elisabeth’s darting, confused eyes while she desperatelytried to suck on to the dick. Janice seemed calmer and was clearly veryconcentrated on her task. Her head sometimes slowly sank down the shaft, butshe repeatedly managed to suck hard enough to lift herself up again. Theaudience clapped and cheered. After only a minute, Elisabeth lost her grip andher head dropped to the floor where it hit with a deep thud and rolled over afew times. The waiting girls, who now included Louise and Anne, laughed andshifted their feet nervously.- Well, finally! smiled Trine as Janice’s head also dropped down after four fullhead on a small plate on a stand between the two guillotines. There it wouldremain until her time was beaten. She sent the audience a broad smile while thenext girls were mounted under the blades. It was Monique, who didn’t look happyand dropped carelessly into a plastic bin. Her eyes still looked around indesperation when she was disposed of.- We really should go now, girls! said Brent when they had watched the beheadingof six more pairs of girls. To Trine’s and Christina’s great joy, Janice’s timehad already been beaten twice and a stunning blonde now occupied the stand.Janice had still been conscious when she joined the other heads in the bin. Agrowing row of headless bodies now hung behind the line of waiting girls,- Yeah, I guess we don’t have time to wait for Louise and Anne! sighed Christinaaround to follow Brent to the restaurant.KITCHEN DUTIES- How may I help you, sir? asked the nude waitress when Brent brought his meatinto the restaurant. She was tagged for meat as well.- I would like a table for five! said Brent, – And these two are meat for thekitchen!- Thank you, sir! Do you want them prepared in any special ways?- No, that is up to the girls! smiled Brent, – Maybe they could have a lookaround the kitchen before they decide, but we do need you to start cooking themsoon!- Very good, sir! said the girl and turned to Trine, – You two, follow me intothe kitchen! They are actually in great need of new meat right now!- Good luck, both of you!- Thanks, I guess! said Christina and ran after her friend through the open doorand into the busy kitchen. It was very hot inside and smoke and steam filledthe air. Chefs worked and shouted at the long steel tables. The waitress ledthe girls between grills and tables and down to the end wall. It was a bit quieter down here. Three other live girls hung suspended from their wrists inchains from the ceiling, all awaiting the chefs. Beside them, four headless andgutted bodies hung from meat hooks through the ankles.- You girls can have a walk around the kitchen now, and then return back herewhen you have made up your minds! ,smiled the waitress, – Just call for me! Myname is Michelle!- Well, let’s go see what they have in store for us! said Trine and walkedtowards the first row of grills. Christina followed her close. There were fourlarge coal-fired grills near the suspended girls. Rather than spit-roasted, thegirls being cooked were just lying on metal grills. Two of the grills wereall. The brunette had been cooked for some time, and she was lying on hertummy, roasting tits and cunt now, and exposing her almost fully done back andrump. The other one, a small, Asian girl with big tits, was lying on her back.She had just been thrown on and was squirming and writhing her body as herrump-meat spattered and hissed on the hot metal.- Hmm… I don’t think I’d fancy that! said Christina and walked on into thekitchen. Trine nodded in agreement.- I told you girls that I’d see you cook soon enough!!! It was Joanne’s laughingvoice. She was sitting in what resembled a giant sauce pan. It looked almost as if she was just enjoying a hot bath in a big spa filled with vegetable soup. Thebroth almost reached her big tits. She was with two other girls and theyapparently enjoyed themselves down there, chatting and laughing and makingjokes with the male cooks.- Hi Joanne! smiled Trine, – Yeah, well, our parents … oh, you already knowhow it goes!- Sure! said Joanne, – How are you going to be cooked then?- We haven’t made up our minds yet! said Christina and looked around her, – It’sall so big and there are so many ways to go!- I know! smiled Joanne and nodded in the direction behind the girls, – I didn’treally have a choice, but I think I’d have liked the wok over there!- Oh, they have a wok! ,said Trine and looked over her shoulder, – I’ll just gohave a look!- How is it in there? asked Christina and looked into the clear soup. She didn’tgo with Trine over to the wok.- Just great! said Joanne and the two other teenage girls beside her noddedeagerly, – They turn up the heat very gradually, so we won’t boil in at leasthalf an hour more! They do that to let our meat tenderize better, they say!- Do you mind if I join you? asked Christina and looked pleadingly at Joanne, -I’d really like to be boiled this way!- Oh, not at all! she smiled, – Go get Michelle and see if you can’t climbstraight in!- Okay, I will! said Christina and ran down to the back. Michelle was justtaking down some decapitated meat from the hooks, and she approved ofChristina’s choice. With a set of pliers, she removed Christina’s piercing andtag and asked her to climb in right away. Shortly after, Christina had joined Joanne and the other two girls in the lovely, warm EP FRIEDIn the meantime, Trine had gone over to watch the wok action. The round,Teflon-coated wok was about three metres in diameter. It was empty now, but fora little oil sizzling in the bottom. A chef was standing next to it with twoteenage girls. They were all shiny from being oiled up, and looked excited.- Aem, do you think there would be room for me too! asked Trine discretely asthe chef led the two oily girls over to the wok.- Well, all right! Hurry up and oil her up, girls, so we can get you in! ,heanswered. The two girls, who were both a year or two younger than Trine,giggled as they took you some oil cans and poured it down over Trine’s back andbreasts. Trine helped them rub it all over her body, while the chef clipped hermeat tag off.all slippery. The chef nodded and asked her to hurry back. She ran over to thesauce pan again, almost slipping on the floor because of the oil on her feet.- Hey, Christina, I see you chose to boil!- Yeah, and you are going to stir fry? smiled Christina. She and Joanne weresitting very close, their tits touching each others on the steaming surface, -Good luck, girl! It has been fun!of the teenage girls was already down there, moaning and writhing in the hotoil. The chef just pointed down the wok, and Trine sat on the hot edge, flungher legs over the side and slid feet-first down the slippery side. As her rump and back reached the oil, she screamed shortly, but bit down and tried to keepit to a soft moan. She rotated around in the hot oil, until finally the painreceded and she could rest a bit. The last girl joined them and when she hadbrowned up too, they could all sit up a bit on their elbows and chat while they slowly stir fried their back sides. The chef added veggies and spices andsometimes asked the girls to turn on their sides or tummies. After a while heturned up the gas to max and finished off the girls in an inferno of hot oil,steam and flames. They were all deep fried to perfection in a matter of minutesand their meat was arranged on beds of green salads on rolling tables; allready to carve for the guests. Christina was fortunate to get a last glimpse ofher friend as she was rolled past the sauce-pan on her way out to thetheir feet. As a last, feeble sign of her desire to make love, Joanne leanedover and kissed Christina deeply, before they sank into the soup together.