Smoking and roasting - Sex Stories

Smoking and roasting

"The cannibals of the old days, the natives of certain tropical islands, wrapped their dead victims with leaves and put them into holes filled with hot coals. We of course don't want do dig earth holes in our dining room, and prefer our meal well alive and medium rare, so this antiquated techniqé needed to be modified before we could put it to use." The woman smiled with pleasure, which in part was attributed to what she saw before her. Kneeling in front of her, hands well bound behind their backs, were a man and another woman. He was quite handsome and athletic, for Northern Ridge Quality Meat had taken care of his workout, a pale caucasian with black hair, while the woman was of middle eastern beauty. She herself, their new owner, was a stunningly beautiful asian. "My name is Saya, by the way. Usually I take some time to play with my meat, but this isn't possible due to our rigid schedule, so we will make this brief." She touched him between his legs, but John wasn't in the mood at all. This was the woman who brought him here to kill him, so sexual arousal wasn't exactly what he felt towards her. Not that she cared too much. She produced a cock ring from her table and simply pushed him on his back. "At least try to please me, boy. This expierience can get a whole lot more painfull than what I already have in store for you!" No need to tell him she would make sure of that either way. Her lipps and hands managed to erect his member to a certain degree, and put the cock ring ...

... on, fully hardening him in this process. John never felt so powerless in his whole life. He was plain and simply getting raped. She rode him, and in shock he felt himself coming after a while, but the ring held him hard and prevented him from cumming. The rest of her ride on him was just painfull, and he was ashamed of himself. Then she came. As she removed his handcuffs she addressed him again. "Don't have any stupid thoughts, my boy. Just fuck her too. You got five minutes to get her coming." Tears of humilation ran down his cheeks. His dick hurt, and now he was about to have sex with a total stranger, not entirely willing to have sex with him in the first place, while the woman who raped him just moments before stood by watching. The name of the oriental beauty was Talia, and she tried to make it easy for him, smiling wryly and looking at him through broken eyes. After this ordeal was over, they were led into the kitchen. John was chained onto a tiled basin in the corner, and after Saya applied a dentist gag to him, she shoved some kind of hose down his throat, and not exactly the gentle way. He could feel it thrusted down until it reached his stomach, then she forced some kind of plug into his anus. John produced muffled sounds as he felt it ripping apart. "The plug has a small motor and will insert the hose, so I have time for Talia. The hoses will meet at your stomach, and use water pressure and antiseptics to clean your bowels, and all the dirty stuff will be pumped ...