Saya's Week - Monday: Roasting Jeff - Sex Stories

Saya's Week - Monday: Roasting Jeff

... the top of an old chest. He screamed and screamed in agony, tears running again down his cheeks, and suddenly he could see Claire through his blurry eyes. She leaned herself over him so he could see her face, and their eyes briefly met. But there was no compassion in her look as she informed him that she now was about to begin the actual gutting process. He realized in terror that this intense pain was only from opening him up, and in fear he awaited the next events. "You might feel a ripping sensation, but thats to be expected. Stay calm, it will be over in ten minutes or so." she said in her cool and levelled voice, and she spoke not one iota louder than usual, as if he could hear her through his own continuing screams. 'Stay calm', like there was anything to stay calm about being cut open like an animal in an slaughterhouse! He stopped screaming for a short moment, and Claire added: "I'm gonna get myself some ear-protectives, you are quite a bit louder than your predecessors. Feel free to scream as you wish, thought, since screaming proves to relief one from some pressure I heard." She produced a white set of heafphone-shaped protectives and sunk her arms in his guts. Jeff could feel her taking out his incestines and cauterizing the wounds, rough, fast and efficient. Clearly Claire avoided removing his vital organs. She worked in golden silence, but from the edge of her view she saw his mouth wide open, tears on his blushed face, but the only audience to his crying and ...

... screaming was he himself. Someday she would lie there too, and while she feared this day a bit, she could only hope to get processed as professionally and carefull as she processed him. The guts were thrown into a plastic bin, and when she was done she put some prepared filling into his emptied body and flipped abdominal wall back in place. Claire couldn't hear her own voice through the protector, but her explanations weren't exactly for her to hear. She had always the feeling that she owed to tell her charges what she is doing to them and why, to some degree at least. Wether or not the boy was listening wasn't of her concern. "I'm about to seal your wounds. We have a special encyme-based tincture for this, it does connect the body tissue again, leaving only some scars, but the pain will go away and you will be able to move again." With a small brush she applied the tincture and stepped back to relax for one or two minutes. When Jeff's screaming finally stopped she put aside her protectives and grabbed a device that looked a bit like a rolling pin, only made of metal. Jeff could had barely begun to think clear again when he heard Claire's voice again, while she filled some liquid into the device she held with one hand. "Thats our Deep-seasoner. On skin-contact it will spill out a small amount of the liquid seasoning under extremely high pressure, not unlike the new syringes they now use, to get the spices deep into your body. This shouldn't hurt too much. How is the pain?" she ...