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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: Secret Location: New Zealand |
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When she was eight Angelique started dreaming of being eaten. Her fantasies revolved around Ogres and Dragons but instead of being rescued by the Handsome Prince she always ended up as a tasty morsel - sometimes shared by the Handsome Prince as well. As time passed she wrote stories for herself as well as drawing sketches of how she saw herself being prepared and consumed. These she kept hidden knowing that such wicked thoughts would upset her Mother, with whom she lived in a small flat over the butcher's. Hers was not the world of Princes and castles however; it was one of getting by as best her mother could. So that while Angelique was a clever young girl there was never any question that she would be taken from school to work at the earliest opportunity. On her fourteenth birthday Angelique left school and was taken on, very fortuitously her mother had told her, by Mrs Larsen, the butcher's wife.Angelique's mother scraped out a living cleaning for some of the wealthy ladies in the town. Angelique's employment meant that in addition to the small wage she earned she was given off cuts and other surplus meat so that she and her mother ate far better than they had before and both started putting a little weight on. Over the next two years Angelique went from assisting Mrs Larsen around the house and in the office to working under Mr Larsen, putting the meats on display and, as ever, keeping the premises spotless. She loved her work and found she had a real affinity for meat so that whereas most girls would recoil at handling it she loved the feel of it on her hands. In her daily chores she had found another chiller door which was always padlocked and the door to a last room off the hallway which she had tried a few times but wouldn't move. She thought nothing of it , assuming they were storage rooms or such like and in any case no business of hers.Mrs Larsen ruled with a rod of Iron, and had administered several thrashings to the girl for previous transgressions so she had no wish to incur her wrath again. Her sixteen birthday came and went with Angelique now being given more to do on the butchery side so she was surprised one lunch time as she waited in Mrs Larsen's kitchen to get Mr Larsen's lunch to take for him to have in the shop when Mrs Larsen smiled at her and told her to come back once she had take the meal over, wash her .hands carefully and wait at the parlor door. She did as she was told and presently Mrs Larsen came to the door and let her in. Mrs Larsen had prepared a tea for them with small cakes to eat. As Angelique ate on her best behavior Mrs Larsen chatted with her. It was a strange conversation and seemed to go round in circles so that Angelique had trouble following what she was saying. That is until she mentioned that some girls, instead of getting rescued like in the stories, dreamed instead of being killed. That sent a shiver down Angelique's spine and she was instantly paying close attention, the words arousing her childhood fantasies. Not only that, Mrs Larsen had continued, sometimes the girls wanted to be eaten. Actually eaten. Could Angelique imagine that? Blushing she looked up at Mrs Larsen and nodded. It wasn't as uncommon as she might have thought Mrs Larsen told her with an encouraging smile; had she ever had thoughts like that? Perhaps? Nervously and feeling quite foolish Angelique admitted she had telling her of the stories she had written when young all those years ago.Far from criticizing her Mrs Larsen was very interested getting her to detail every incident in the stories and even giving her a clap and a "Bravo!" when she had finished. She moved on to tell Angelique that Mr Larsen was very pleased with her progress and wanted to move her on to boning the meat and later to slaughtering the beasts. As Angelique made her way to the store to change into her uniform the vision of herself once more being someone's meal filled her head and try as she might not to she enjoyed the thought very much. That night in her bed she dreamed of being slaughtered by Mr Larsen and her meat being eaten over the next week or so as they chewed through her carcase. It was a dream that left her terrified but compelled and at work the next morning she had trouble concentrating so that Mr Larsen was forced to call Mrs Larsen to deal with her. Angelique was familiar with the routine , she knew she had been careless and therefore deserved to be punished. She stripped naked putting her clothes neatly in a pile and went to the cupboard to get the cane then waited on Mrs Larsen to administer her punishment. The lady duly arrived and gave Angelique twenty four strokes of the cane ranging from just above her knees to the top of her bottom. The pain was excruciating but Angelique accepted it without question feeling that she had deserved it. When her punishment was over she waited for Mrs Larsen to apply the balm then dressed herself. She curtseyed to Mrs Larsen , thanked her very much for correcting her foolish behavior and returned to the butchery. Despite the balm however her rear was proving very painful and her difficulty was picked up by Mr Larsen who was always so kind to Angelique. He asked if he could see and, knowing her knickers were hiding her bottom, she lifted her skirt right up so that he could see the marks on the backs of her legs. Mr Larsen drooled as he surveyed the plump young body before him. 'Where does it hurt most dear?" he asked with a fatherly type concern. "Um, on my bottom if you please Mr Larsen," Angelique told him respectfully and felt a tinge of embarrassment as she felt his fingers in her waist band and the cool air on her buttocks. "Does that feel better dear?" he asked her encouragingly. "Yes thank you sir," she answered,"I hope my bottom doesn't offend you sir," "Not at all child, look lets slip these pants of yours off altogether and I'll tuck the back of your skirt up under the waist band, There, now how's that?" It felt much better and she was enjoying the thought that her bare bottom was on display for him. She was working away from the public area and was soon working hard again and secretly hoping he liked seeing her bottom - she suspected he did. Another half hour passed and Mrs Larsen came down to speak with her husband and check on how Angelique was working after her correction. She looked at the girl's skirt all tucked up like that and shook her head in amazement. Men! Unbelievable! "Come here child," she ordered and when Angelique was standing obediently in front of her she turned her to undo the buttons on the skirt waist band and pulled the skirt down for Angelique to step out of it. Angelique's blouse had dropped down and was covering her bottom and front now. "Hmm," Mrs Larsen said thoughtfully as she studied Angelique.She made a decision, "Right," she said get that blouse off and you can just wear your singlet." Angelique obeyed and was soon standing in just her singlet which , thankfully, just came to below her waist. 'You have proved to be a lot of work for Mr Larsen and I today haven't you Angelique?" "Yes Ma'am, I'm very sorry Ma'am, " a contrite Angelique replied humbly. "I think perhaps you were still thinking of being eaten,weren't you dear?" Angelique lowered her head and nodded. 'Yes Ma'am, sorry Ma'am," she replied barely mumbling the words. "Well now, you shouldn't be sorry if that is your ambition it is a noble aim to give of yourself in that way." Angelique waited breathlessly for Mrs Larsen to continue but she went over to speak in private with Mr Larsen and returned to go back to their accommodation giving Angelique an encouraging little smile as she walked past her. She was dying to know if this sort of thing really happened; from what Mrs Larsen had told her, it did- but where? At the end of her day Angelique was given several parcels of meat by Mr Larsen who also ran his hand over her bottom to check on how hot it was after this time, as he put it. His hand was cold- he had been working in the chiller just before- and she loved the feel of it on her bare bottom. She had gotten so used to working in just her singlet that she carried her clothes up and walked with her bottom half quite bare. Her mother looked at her in amazement and seeing her look Angelique told her she had been caned for being careless but Mr Larsen had let her have her pants off and folded her skirt up then Mrs Larsen had taken the skirt off altogether and also her blouse. The idea of her daughter having to be punished sent a chill through Angelique's mother's spine; the vision of her being made to work indecently clad did not. They ate well that night and when Angelique stood naked in the kitchen with the pitcher of hot water she was allowed to wash with she was pleased to note how much plumper her breasts were getting and that she had a nice little tummy and some meat on her arms and legs.She put her nightie on and went off to bed while her mother stripped off to use the same water to wash herself. The next morning Angelique reported for work and started sweeping as she always did. "Look at your skirt," Mrs Larsen observed as Angelique was finishing,"look how the dust has got on it.Goodness, we can't have you looking scruffy now, can we dear?" Angelique stood meekly at attention as Mrs Larsen spoke. "Right, I think this time we'll have your skirt and blouse off and you can work in your pants and singlet." Obediently Angelique removed her skirt and blouse. 'Oh, no, that just looks slutty. Take your pants and singlet off." Angelique took her two remaining items of clothing off and stood naked before Mrs Larsen awaiting her verdict. 'That's better, much more practical, now finish up here and Mr Larsen will want you to mop the floor and there's saw dust to spread too." Her initial embarrassment soon wore off and before long Angelique was working happily away naked either with Mr Larsen or Mrs. She caught him checking her out and found seeing him look at her got her excited and her nipples swelled. At mid morning Mrs Larsen summoned her to the bathroom. Expecting another thrashing Angelique approached timidly but instead Mrs Larsen told her it was time to remove her unsightly hair from "down there." Angelique lay on the cold floor while Mrs Larsen used a cutthroat razor to shave her pussy bald and also clean up under her arms then turned her over to kneel with her butt up high and while Angelique held her cheeks wide apart she shaved round her asshole as well. When she had finished Mrs Larsen allowed Angelique to have a look at her body in the bathroom mirror. Angelique was thrilled with the result and on impulse leant forward to kiss Mrs Larsen on the cheek then did a curtsey and said "Oh thank you Ma'am." Mrs Larsen smiled as she took in this succulent feminine body and nodded. "You may go back to helping Mr Larsen now dear." she told her and gave Angelique's bottom a re-assuring pat as the girl turned to walk away. The feel of her Mistress's hand patting her bottom gave her the same thrill as she got when she had caught Mt Larsen looking at her and her nipples were quite pronounced when she got back to Mr Larsen. She was thrilled he obviously liked what he saw and obliged with a turn when he asked for one. Once more she returned to her duties feeling more and more comfortable in her unclad state. She went back to Mrs Larsen to assist her with luncheon and in setting the table, two extra places were set with Angelique wondering who might be coming - only briefly as she knew it was not her place to speculate on such matters. With the table set and the meal ready to be served she expected to be sent away but Mrs Larsen had a surprise for her; a choker which she secured around Angelique's neck, a maid's cap, and a very neat pair of high heeled black shoes. Angelique tied her hair up and Mrs Larsen pinned the Cap in place. "You will serve the meal today Angelique -and God help you if you spill anything." Angelique paled and nodded."Yes Ma'am, I'll try very hard Ma'am," she replied earnestly. Mrs Larsen made her practice serving and in a short time Angelique was confident she could present the meals correctly for the diners. Having mastered this task she expected to be told to get dressed or possibly be given a new uniform to do her maid's duties but she was not. At one fifteen the guests, a lady and her daughter arrived. Angelique waited ,as instructed, in the dining room while Mr and Mrs Larsen greeted them at the front door, Mr Larsen having washed and changed in to his morning suit for the occasion- Angelique thought he looked very handsome like that. The door opened and the lady entered the room followed by her daughter.They both took in Angelique and were clearly not disturbed at her nudity. Having seen her the mother resumed her conversation with Mr Larsen while the daughter spoke with Mrs Larsen, Angelique being ignored. Finally however they sat and Angelique carefully brought the food, visitors first, making sure she put it down carefully not spilling a drop.Having served she went to stand by the kitchen door for her next instructions.However she had a wait as the daughter was obviouly the center of attention. She was shocked to see Mr Larsen reach across to the girl and squeeze on her breast. Rather than turn away the girl turned towards him and smiled , nodding as he spoke to her. Now the girl's mother reached across to her breast as did Mrs Larsen. Angelique made a point of not staring but she was puzzled and her face showed it. Once the plates for the last course were cleared away Mr and Mrs Larsen remained seated while the Lady turned her chair to face away and the girl got up from her chair and moved over partway towards Angelique and started to take her clothes off. She had a beautiful body Angelique thought as it was revealed before her very eyes. "Angelique," Mrs Larsen said," this is Marlene, Mrs Schultz's daughter. She has come to fulfill her calling, complete her destiny." "Dear," Mrs Schultz was speaking to her now," Mrs Larsen has told us you also have felt the calling and is very proud of you for showing it. Marlene will spend the afternoon with you to speak with you about what she is about to do and how proud she is to be doing it. Marlene." Marlene turned towards Angelique then came over and kissed her. She took her hand and lead Angelique into Mrs Larsen's parlor then sat on the couch and patted beside her for Angelique to sit too. "This will be my last afternoon Angelique and I am so glad I will be spending it with you. Mrs Larsen has told mother and I such wonderful things about your progress and I hope I can be both encouragement and inspiration for you." 'Please Miss, " Angelique asked nervously, what do you mean "last afternoon", are you unwell?" "No dearest Angelique I am not unwell, I feel wonderful but, as Mr Larsen said it is finally time for me to fulfill my destiny." "Your, destiny?" "Yes silly, I am to become food." "Oh goodness! Oh my! Truly?" "Yes sweetness, I have spent the last two years preparing for this moment. You dreamed of being eaten when you were a young girl, didn't you?" Angelique nodded. "And the dreams still arouse you , don't they?" Again Angelique nodded. "Well I had the same dreams and I am aroused by the thought of being killed and my body cut up for meat." "Where, when?" Angelique asked, her stomach churning but her pussy quite definitely moist. At four o'clock, there is a chamber in the end room -Mrs Larsen keeps it locked but it is quite splendid." "How?" "I will be secured to a frame and while I have the pleasure of Mr Larsen's penis in my vagina Mrs Larsen will cut my throat. I am told she is very expert at it and will take my life as I am having my orgasm. I can hardly wait." Angelique was silent as she took all this in, it sounded so terrible yet so erotic and she knew she was quite wet down there. "Are you not excited for me?" Marlene asked with a smile. "Oh yes, Oh um, goodness yes, its just ,I never thought, never imagined..." "You didn't know? Goodness I have known for years that this will be my day, it is already inscribed on my Cover you know." Angelique didn't know,"her cover?- What was that." she wondered. "Wait there," she was told and Marlene went back into the dining room. She re-appeared with Mrs Larsen who took a key from her pocket and lead them to the end room. It was carpeted at the front with a book case front left and a concreted area at the back half of the room on which was a strange piece of furniture with straps hanging down on it. Mrs Larsen lead them to the book case and on the third row down was a cover with the words Marlene Schultz- under it were her birth date and that day's date. Something else took her eye- a cover with her name on it and underneath her name were two dates as well, one was her birth date the other, well, the other was just a month away. Mrs Larsen selected a cover from the second shelf and took it out. Inside the cover were pages with the girl's writings and drawings. Angelique noted how similar they were to her own. Turning the pages Mrs Larsen brought them to the photographs, of her through her life and the ones at the end; Sandra standing proudly her shaved body on full display, Sandra looking at the contraption in the room now, her being strapped in place, Mr Larsen's big penis in her mouth as she did her duty to prepare him then a series of photos as he was fucking her and another starting with Mrs Larsen showed her the knife going through her throat being cut and ending with her head hanging down and her body limp. A final sequence showed her being pulled up her ankles and dismembered and a final series of photos showed her body as butchered meat and people enjoying a hearty meal of Sandra. 'Thank you Mrs Larsen," Marlene said respectfully, "Now," she continued speaking to Angelique", now can you see why this day is so exciting for me?" Angelique could; she could because she felt it too. Her life had appeared to be laid out to be one of utter drudgery just as her mother's had been but soon she would have the most exciting of days and at the height of her excitement her life would end and her body would become food for Mr and Mrs Larsen and their friends. She smiled at Marlene and nodded, yes she understood.Marlene was so glad she did and wanted to go over everything with her as her mentor Diane had done with her. She lead Angelique back to the parlor and stood before her. "Do you like my body?" she asked . Angelique nodded, she liked it very much; Marlene was just a bit on the plump side which meant her meat would be juicy and tender. She reached up to hold one of Marlene's breasts and pulled on the nipple ,stretching the breast out then staring at it and imagining slicing it off the rib cage working out how the cut would go. She stood and went over Marlene 's body working out how each joint or cut would be done. She knelt down before Marlene's pussy, studying it intently. "What is it like to eat?" she asked,"I imagine it might be a bit tough." "Oh no, its tender, my cunt steak is my most prized cut. Feel it." Angelique slipped her fingers inside Marlene's slit and grabbed down at the base of her mound to check on how much meat was there. Marlene's slit was wet and slippery. Her mother had been stimulating her sexually so that she could have her orgasm when Mr Larsen fucked her and the feel of someone's fingers in her pussy was familar and arousing for her. "You can put your hand in me," she said . Angelique .who's experience in sex was almost non existent was dumb struck. The thought of something as big as her hand being forced into Marlene's vagina horrified her as she thought of the pain it must cause. "Hold your hand like that," Marlene told her getting Angelique to have her fingers pointing up and her thumb tucked into her palm. Angelique held her hand in position as she was told to and watched as Marlene lowered herself over her hand. It was soon very tight on her fingers but Marlene kept going until the hand was nice and snug inside Marlene's hot soft and wet vagina with her pussy lips grasping round Angelique's wrist. "Make a fist," Marlene told her and Angelique noted that Marlene was a lot more intent than she had been before; she was too.However Angelique drew her hand into a fist and started moving it up and down inside Marlene's vagina. After a time she felt her hand being squeezed and something wet and warm dribbling down her forearm. "Pull your fist out now please Angelique." Angelique did as she was told and found her hand to be covered in Marlene's juices. She was about to excuse herself and go to the bathroom to wash it off when Marlene took her forearm and pulled Angelique's hand to her mouth. Angelique watched in amazement as Marlene licked and sucked her hand clean. When she had finished she sat beside Angelique and held her hands. "We, that is we chosen girls, you and me, are prepared for our final day. This is mine and I am so looking forward to my date with the knife but yours is a whole month away, it seems like such a long wait for you." She looked at Angelique sympathetically and patted her hand. 'Look I have to go over things with you, I keep forgetting, need to keep my head screwed on- for a while anyway," she added smiling at her little joke. "You have no experience in sexual pleasure I take it?" "Well sort off Marlene, lately with being naked in front of Mr ans Mrs Larsen I have had, um, feelings down here and in my um nipples and I long to be touched but that is all." "Yes, same as me,when I was first made to work naked I felt so aroused and I just so longed to have my Master or Mistress touch me, spank me just do something but they didn't." 'Oh, really," Angelique responded her disappointment clearly evident. "Well I didn't understand you see, they were grooming me, building up my sexual desire until it was time." "Time?" repeated Angelique. "Yes , you know ,time for my first sexual experience." She continued as she saw Angelique staring at her, mouth half open and nostrils flared. 'It was with my mother and she took my physical virginity first then taught me to respond to stimulation. I am quite uninhibited in my responses, you know." Angelique didn't know but she had seen enough to be sure it was undoubtedly true. Her mind though was now preoccupied though with the word Marlene had used; "mother". If Marlene's mother had done these things for her then who would do them for Angelique? Her own mother? Surely not. Mrs Larsen? Possibly... no certainly, yes her Mistress Mrs Larsen would look after that side of things.So she nodded secretly relieved that the stimulation of her own body wasn't to begin with a woman who would soon be butchered and who she suspected she might miss terribly. The afternoon passed with Marlene and Angelique comparing stories and Marlene telling her of her journey up till now. At quarter to four Mrs Schultz came for her daughter. She took her, with Angelique in tow, to the bathroom where she administered the first enema that Angelique had ever seen explaining it was to clean Marlene's bottom out so that when she was butchered there was no mess internally. That made perfect sense to Angelique who watched the proceedings intently, noting the discomfort Marlene was in as the enema took effect. Mrs Shultz had prepared a basin of hot water and proceeded to wash her daughter all over drying her off carefully when finished and redoing her hair, which was quite long so her tresses hung over her shoulders. It was time. When they came out of the bathroom the door at the end of the hallway stood open. Marlene smiled at Angelique and reached for her hand, a less confident smile crossed her face but she looked ahead and walked resolutely to the door. Inside both Mr and Mrs Larsen were nude. They welcomed her , smiling, and Mrs Schultz took the photographs as Marlene inspected the frame then handed the camera to Mrs Larsen as she had her last kiss (on the mouth Angelique noted feeling strangely aroused at witnessing such an intimate thing between mother and daughter.) Marlene now lay over the frame and waited patiently as she was secured in place. While Mr Larsen was doing up the straps Mrs Larsen braided Marlene's hair with a cord which she pulled forcing Marlene's chin up exposing her throat completely. She let the cord go momentarily and inserted a large metal hook into Marlene's anus then, once she was satisfied the hook was as far in as it could go she tied the cord to the eye of the hook and backed away. Mr Larsen now moved to stand in front of Marlene who opened her mouth to accept his penis. He was already semi erect when he put it in and it was soon rock hard. He pulled it out then put the tip back to her lips. She kissed it; she was ready. He moved to her rear and slipped his cock in then drove forward and pulled back as he gave her all he had . Mrs Larsen watched intently and when the signs of orgasm were apparent moved to stand beside Marlene's neck. She gasped with mouth open and a few seconds after that Mrs Larsen cut her throat. The rope held the head in place and the gash was a wide V. Angelique watched Marlene's face intently as her life left her and the girl she had been speaking to just minutes before was now a lifeless corpse. Mrs Schultz had taken photos all the way through and now went over and kissed her daughter on the lips again. Mr and Mrs Larsen untied the body and lifted it off the frame to a canvas bag. Once the body was securely inside that Mr Larsen hoisted it on his shoulder and the four of them went to the butchery area where Marlene was hung from her right ankle and carefully dismembered. Both Mrs Larsen and Angelique assisted in cutting the big meat portions into steaks ,chops and so on. There were a stack of sheets of brown paper , each with a name and the cut that person wanted and before long what had once been the girl she had known was neat packages of meat and a collection of bones. The thought puzzled Angelique as she wondered where Marlene's head might be. She had been busy working on cutting the legs into steaks so hadn't noticed where it might be. Mrs Schultz had been working at a bench and her body obscured what she was doing but she turned round holding a large glass container, in it was Marlene's head the expression she had worn at her death still on it.Mr and Mrs Larsen went over smiling happily, "Oh Hilda! Oh she looks divine!" Trilled Mrs Larsen while Mr Larsen looked on and smiled contentedly as if to say,"job well done." They looked over at Angelique and Mrs Larsen held a naked arm out for her. Angelique moved over timidly to be hugged by her Mistress. "You are on your journey now my darling Angelique," she said looking Angelique in the eye smiling as she nodded. "Are you excited?" Without hesitation Angelique nodded, this was what she wanted to happen to her, one glorious day and then to pass at the height of her orgasm, how wonderful it will be she thought and a happy smile crossed her face before the frown arrived. 'Please Mistress Larsen Ma'am Marlene told me her mother trained her but my mother knows nothing of such things and I am sure would be horrified if I ere to ask her about doing, well, things , with another girl, or even with her?" "You are quite wrong child, " Mrs Larsen told her confidently' " your mother will train you. Now Marlene insisted you have her most prized cut, here it is. I am going to let you off early today and you are to be naked at all times from now until your time." Angelique stared open mouthed. Naked? All the time naked, even outside? Mrs Larsen frowned, that silly lodger of hers had told this girl absolutely nothing, well she would get a thrashing for that. then she smiled. " Dear the townsfolk know a girl will replace Marlene on the journey and it will soon become apparent that it is to be you. Now run along and you can help your mother get dinner on." Clutching her meat parcel to her naked stomach Angelique went out of the butchery and up the stairs to the small flat she and her mother shared. Her mother saw her and went white. "Your journey has started?" she asked. Angelique nodded confidently waiting for her mother's reaction. Alana nodded and seemed to steel herself for what lay ahead. "Right, you have some fresh meat there for our dinner I see." "Yes Marlene insisted I have it- its her most prized cut Mother, it will be delicious, won't it?" "Yes darling, they always are." End of Part One |
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