Smoking and roasting - Sex Stories

Smoking and roasting

... at first I need your help. Come on!" What a perverted bitch, he thought. Flaying a woman alive was a turn on for her. Sick. He was handed a bucket with what looked like barbecue sauce, and Saya took one herself. "Cover her with that and hurry!" While Saya did the same to Talias back side, he applied it to her front. Barbecue sauce contains vinegar and spices, so he doubted it would be a big relief for the girl in the skinning frame, but he did as Saya commanded. No choice. She sobbed and followed every movement of him with her eyes, and as he smeared the first portion onto her left breast she produced a sharp hiss, and her breathing got faster. Tears got into her already reddened eyes, and he tried to make it fast. After they finished, he was bound onto a table, and Saya hardened his cock once more, using the cock ring to force his coorperation. "One second, boy." She rose and walked over to Talia. "It's almost over for you, my dear." She forced a last kiss on the woman, which wasn't really returned, then reached into her mouth and grabbed the tongue. With fast and expirienced movements she put a skewer through it to hold it outside the mouth. A sharp moan was the answer. Then Saya went on her knees again and gave the clitoris a last lick, before she skewered the labias in a way to hold the vagina open. This too was only accomplied by a moan, for Talia felt to weak to scream. Or so she thought. "Good bye Talia, it was nice to meet you. Take care of yourself, we see again at ...

... the table!" said Saya, as she clicked the brakes off and rolled the frame over into what looked like a shower cabin made of glass. It wasn't, and when hot steam rose from the ground and hit the naked flesh of Talia, she quickly learned how much energy she had left for screaming. Quite a lot. It shouldn't have surprised him at all, but Johns eyes were mirroring his shock. This was more than a bit cruel, it was... evil? "Everyone loves jerky." said Saya, almost apologetically. Then she mounted his member, by now aching in pain from the a bit to thight ring, and fucked him. As Talias screams rose and fell, she got more intense or slow, watching with joy as the womans body trembled and moved in a way to avoid the hot steam, wich proved futile. Then the screams gave way to moaning and sobbing, and Saya rode him slowly and relaxed, enjoying his pain as much as hers. A gurgling hiss was Talias last sound as she died, but Saya didn't hear it. She was preoccupied with orgasming, while softly chewing on John's lower lip. Saya was bend over her table, the red dress raised to free her wonderfull butt, in wich Peter was thrusting with great enthusiasm. The party was quite a sucess for now, and a little orgy before eating was perfectly good with her. Janet and Sandra were making out on her sofa, while the three remaining male gusest put a slave to good use. The center of the room was occupied by a fireglas basin three feet tall, filled to half a feet with glowing coals. One handspan higher ...