Message-ID: <11786eli$9805312043@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Scamp (UK)" Subject: Highland Fling - Sorry about the UUencode, I hope this works. Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: HIGHLAND FLING By Scamp (UK) Franklin was quietly pleased with himself, the 16th Highland Cook-out was looking like a success. All the local families had turned out and several families visiting Glenbarren had accepted their invitations. Franklin had gone out of his way to make sure that all those invited had at least one piece of meat eligible for roasting. All in all there were 23 women in the lottery ranging from 19 to 33. In keeping with local tradition one would be boiled and served on a bed of rice, one would be baked and the third would be barbecued over an open fire. Mary, Franklin's wife was the oldest in the lottery at 33, she so wanted to be chosen, she kept herself in good shape just for the cookout. Her legs were long and lean, her breasts were large and firm with just a hint of sag. When excited her nipples stuck out almost three quarters of an inch, Franklin called them his little cocktail sausages. Mary was especially proud of her pussy lips, they were big and chewy topped off by the sweetest clit in the Highlands. It was 11am and time for the draw, everyone was quite and looking to the small stage as the first number was drawn out of the hat. Several of the watching women were fingering themselves, all hoping to be chosen. "Number 11" called out Franklin. "Me me me" cried out Christine, everyone cheered, she was after all, the barmaid from the local pub, the "Split Bitch" and well known for being something of a tease. Virtually ever man in the village had tried to get his teeth into her at some time or other. At 20 she still had very tight firm ass, her tits were large with big pink nipples, and as she walked towards the stage her cunnie was already dripping. "Time to choose" said Franklin as he held out a small black bag to Christine. "I hope I get the barbecue" she said as she put her hand in the bag. "OoooH Nooo!" she had pulled out a blue ball. "A Baker" announced Franklin. The next number was about to be drawn, Mary held her breath. "I could still be barbecued;" she thought as her right hand slipped into her blouse and her left nipple began to harden. Number 17 was drawn "Oooooh Yes!" came a cry from the back of the crowd. It was Dawn, the youngest this year at 19. Her breasts were small and firm with dainty pink nipples, a nice round ass and firm slender thighs. Her hand went into the black bag, "Yeah! I'm barbecue" she shouted. Franklin ran his hand over her rump already making a mental note of how many slices she would provide. Franklin's voice trembled slightly as he announced "Number 22", Mary's number had come up at last. Mary stood there not knowing if she should laugh or cry. So proud to be chosen, but boiled, she just couldn't believe it. She walked up to the stage, she wouldn't let Franklin down. "Don't worry" he whispered "I'll make sure they talk about you for years". He pulled open Mary's blouse, the crowd made appreciative remarks as she turned to face them and squeezed her breasts together. "Dumplings anyone" Mary cried out. Everyone laughed as she was led off towards the kitchens. The women wouldn't be cooked in the kitchen just prepared, all the real cooking took place outside for everyone to see. The kitchen staff cleaned all the women inside and out and removed all body hair below the neck. The three women waited nervously for the chef to give is approval and begin their final preparation. He stepped into the room dressed in the traditional chef's whites. "Baked, boiled then barbecued" he shouted. Two of the kitchen staff, both women moved towards Christine. Christine Christine trembled slightly as the two women assistants took her to the preparation table. She climbed onto the table and knelt forward. She felt so exposed her ass in the air her pussy on display. Her large breast swayed from side to side as she tried to get comfortable. "I don't gut my meat" said the chef "I like to keep it alive as long as possible, I just make sure it's clean and well stuffed". Christine let out a groan of pleasure as she heard the word "stuffed". She felt her cunt juices start to trickle down her thigh. She almost gagged as the rubber tube was pushed down her throat into her stomach. Christine watched as a funnel was put into the free end of the tube and a one and a half litre bottle of fine French wine was slowly poured into her, filling her, it felt so good so cool. Once the tube was removed a small inflatable plug was placed in the entrance to her stomach. "Just to make sure it stays put" smiled the chef "now be brave this next bit will hurt just a little". The chef walked towards her with two rubber tubes with large 3-inch needles at one end and syringes full of a grey looking liquid at the other. "This will keep those fine young breasts nice and firm" he said. "What?" Thought Christine, As she felt both her breasts being squeezed, stretching the skin taught. "Aaaagh!" The teat of her left nipple burned as the needle was slowly pushed in, before she could recover her right nipple was pierced in the same fashion. Tears ran down her cheeks as both her breasts began to fill, she could feel the liquid swelling her breasts, they were now larger than before. As the needles were pulled out small drips of the broth oozed out of her nipples and dripped onto the table. Mary and Dawn looked on, knowing they were next. "Ooooh!" Fingers started to massage butter into her cunt, rubbing her clit, "god this is good" said Christine, ripples of pleasure went through her body. The women inserted more fingers, her anus was being buttered as well, Christine could feel herself stretching. "Oh god, I'm going to cum" she shouted, thrusting back onto the women's hands she felt a slight pain as a hand slid completely into her anus and began to fist her. Now her cunt was filled, as one hand pulled out of her anus another filled her pussy and so on. As another orgasm ripped through her body, the fisting stopped and the women stepped back to admire their handiwork. Christine was still kneeling but exhausted and her skin covered in sweat, her cunt and her anus were still stretched open revealing her insides to the amused chef. Christine to exhausted to move felt more tubes being inserted into her, one was pushed into her womb the other deep into her intestines. She gave out a low throaty groan as the warm stuffing was pumped into her body. She felt so full, she smelt the aroma of the stuffing and thought "This is it, I'm almost ready for the pot." Her two assistants helped Christine off the table and over to the baking tray. She would be upright during the baking, the tray had two tapered metal points both about 8 inches high. Each was made of 4 legs that were 3 inches apart at the base but met in a point at the top. Christine squatted on her knees and slowly lowered herself onto the two points. As she lowered herself she felt her pussy and her anus slowly forced wider, her pussy could take it but her anus hurt from the fisting. "Don't worry, just get comfortable" said one of the women "as you cook your body weight will push them in all the way, if your lucky you'll feel it". The reason for the spikes was to hold the meat in place and open it up allowing the hot air to cook the insides. Christine's hands were tied behind her back. The baking tray was picked up and taken outside. Christine let out a small whimper as she felt her anus widen as the tray was jerked into the air. Everyone outside clapped and cheered as Christine was carried to the oven. The oven itself was a hot air oven as these gave the most even roast, it had glass sides and the top had a hole in it for the meats head to stick out. The tray was slid into the oven, and the door closed. The top of the oven opened in two halves these were gentle closed around Christine's neck ensuring the seal would keep the heat in. The oven had been preheated and Christine felt the warm air being blown across her body. With her cunt held open the air lightly brushed over her clit, her nipples hardened as the warm breeze caressed them. As the oven got hotter the fans blew harder, Christine could feel the air deep inside her, the pleasure was building, her first orgasm hit her. As her body shuddered she gave out a shriek as she slid farther onto the spikes. But the pain was gorgeous, The heat on her skin was unbearable, the broth in her breasts expanded in the heat, she felt her nipples open as a stream of hot broth dripped onto her legs. She watched people in the crowd licking their lips as her now red skin turned brown. Her breathing was harder now, her pussy lips and anus were now so tender she felt herself slide all the way down the spikes, she felt no pain, just a feeling of fullness as she drifted away. Mary Mary was to be assisted by two men in the kitchen, she was taken over to the preparing table and assumed the same kneeling position as Christine. She opened her mouth ready for the rubber tube to be pushed into her stomach, her eyes opened wide as the assistant pushed his hard cock between her lips. "Whaghgh!" gagged Mary as the head of his 8inch member banged against the back of her throat. "Relax" said the assistant "your husband said you were a horny bitch and he wants you to go out well fucked". "That sounded just like Franklin" thought Mary. She relaxed and felt the hard cock push deep into her throat. He grabbed the back of her head and fucked her face hard and fast. Just as she thought her teeth would shake loose, she felt his cock swell and spasm, then his hot cum spurted down her throat, as he started to go soft Mary milked every last drop of come out of his prick. As she tried to regain her composure the rubber tube was slid down into her stomach. Mary wasn't looking forward to the broth, the chef weighed her breasts in his hands, "give this one a double dose, get rid of that sag". Mary gasped in disbelief, but waited patiently like the good piece of meat she was. The two men walked towards her with the extra large syringes. They teased her nipples until they were hard, her teats swelled, they must have been an inch long, Mary had never felt them go so hard before, they were so hard they hurt. "Please" she begged, "fill em up till they burst, Pump my tits up so there rock hard" The men smiled, one pulled two clamps out of his pocket, they were like small rings that could be tightened up by a small screw on the side. Mary felt a shiver go down her spine. "Have to put these on" he said "make sure it all stays in those nice titties of yours". "Do it" Mary pleaded "do it". The rings were placed at the base of each teat and using electric screwdrivers were tightened just enough to hold them in place. Mary started to tremble with anticipation, she felt her throat go dry as her pussy got wet. On the count of three, both her nipples were pierced together, Mary let out a scream as she felt the needles push slowly into her breasts, the broth started to flow into her. "OoH!" mumbled Mary, This felt good she felt herself getting more exited, closer to cumming. Her breasts started to fill with warm broth, her breasts were full, but still they pumped more in. She felt the skin on her breasts tighten, her orgasm was getting near, her breasts started to stretch. "I can't take any more" she shouted. She heard the hum of the screwdrivers, the rings bit into her teats, as the pain hit her she orgasmed, her juices squirting out of her cunt. "All done" they said. Mary looked at her breasts, they looked huge, the base of her teat was completed squashed, the half inch still sticking out was swollen by the trapped blood and oh so sensitive. Both men then knelt down and sucked on Mary's nipples until she came again. A well buttered finger pushed into Mary's anus while several others worked their way into her cunt. A voice behind said "My turn for some fun" and she felt the head of a very hard cock push into her rectum. At first it wouldn't go despite the butter, then all at once he rammed his entire cock straight inside her. As one man fucked her arse the other began fisting her pussy. There was nothing she could do except let the pleasure of the moment wash over her. The next thing Mary felt was a fullness inside her bowels, she soon realised she was being well and truly stuffed this time. Her intestines and womb were now full, something hard and cold was being pushed into her pussy, and then another into her anus. Her pussy felt full but comfortable, she let out a little squeal as her anus stretched, around the wide cool invader. Her tray was brought over to the table, it was a simple square tray with a binding post for her hands and feet in each corner. Mary sat in the centre of the tray and leaned backwards, each of her hands was strapped to a post. Her legs were then strapped at the ankle to the remaining two posts. This meant that her feet were slightly over two feet apart and her knees were level with her breasts, leaving her breasts, cunt and anus fully exposed for everyone to see. One of the assistants stood in front of Mary with a mirror. Her breasts were so large and firm, her swollen nipples were just begging to be chewed on. She looked down and she could just make out the tops of two large carrots sticking out of her pussy and anus. She was then taken outside. Franklin looked at her, he was so proud. Mary looked beautiful. "What do you think" asked Mary. He prodded one of her breasts with his finger "I'll have one of these and your cunt steak." He laughed, Franklin then looked serious "Mary, I just can't wait to see you cooked, I just want to sink my teeth into you". "Soon" said Mary smiling, "and remember, I've promised one of my breasts to the young lad next door, you know how he could never keep his eyes off them". Mary was placed in the boiler, like to oven it is glass all round with a lid that allows the meats head to stick out. Pleasantly warm water was pumped in, and a selection of vegetables and spices added. The lid was then closed around Mary's neck. As the water started to heat up, air was blown through the water like a Jacuzzi this would keep Mary alive longer. The bubbles ran between her legs and over her over sensitive nipples, "Oh god" thought Mary "everyone is going to see me cum" The hotter the water became the hotter Mary became. She began to lose feeling in her hands and feet, the pressure grew in her, she could feel the broth swelling in her breasts and the stuffing began to cook inside. Her arms and legs were cooked through "oh god she felt hot" She felt her breasts swell as the soft skin stretched, the pain she wanted it to stop and lusted after more. The pressure in her womb was too much, the large carrot in her cunt was pushed out rubbing her clit as it came, Mary let out a loud groan as she was overwhelmed with pleasure. The last thing Mary saw was Franklin licking his lips, plate in hand. Dawn Dawn had just finished having her stomach filled with wine, when the chef squeezed her breasts. "Nice" he said "but not much meat, guess you'll get a double dose as well". Dawn gulped, she had already seen what that meant. She was being dealt with by the two women, she hoped they would be gentler than the men. "Ok" said one of the women, "this will hurt, you're a bit on the small side so were gonna blow them up as big as we can". The clamps were in place. Dawn screamed as the needle was pushed through her right nipple, then her left. The two women smiled as the pumped the broth into her breasts, she felt them swell, and then stretch, the pain was unbearable. "Please stop" she begged. Dawn looked down; her breasts were already twice their normal size. The pressure started to build up behind her nipples, the broth wanted out, but the needles and the clamps were stopping it from escaping. She watched as her nipples began to bulge outwards. The pain was getting worse but the sight of her nipples being forcibly enlarged was turning her on, One of the women pushed a finger into her and started frigging her. Dawn felt a sharp pain in her right nipple, she watched as the small teat bulged outwards and opened, broth began squirting out past the needle. "Uuugh!" She cried out as the clamp was tightened stopping any more escape. She was getting hot now her juice was running freely from her pussy, it was only a matter of a minute or less before the left nipple popped. The assistant was frigging her hard and fast she was on the verge of cumming, then she felt it. Her left nipple felt as if it was being turned inside out, as it popped open the pain of the clamp hit her, and she came, they held her down as her body shook with tormented pleasure. Still on all fours Dawn was exhausted, and she was almost in a dream state as the chef started to explain how she was going to be impaled. He explained that the spit was his own personal design. It was a six- foot long hollow tube, at the working end it appeared to have a vibrator on the end. The head of the vibrator had a small slit in it, inside the head was a small spinning circular blade that could be extended or retracted using a pole that ran up the centre of the spit. Behind the head section was a small vibrator unit followed by the battery compartment. The chef explained that a small amount of vibration helped the spit ease its way through the body, the blade was only used when necessary. Once spitted the vibrator unscrewed from the end, the centre pole was removed and the spit could be used as normal. "Are you ready?" Dawn just nodded. After oiling the spit the chef stood behind Dawn, her pussy and her anus looked equally inviting, "What should I pot" he thought, "the pink or the brown?" He took aim. Dawn tensed as she felt the tip of the spit brush against the lips of her pussy, she braced herself, then gasped as it moved upwards and she felt the tip enter her anus. One of the women walked behind her and started using a second vibrator on her clit. The first six inches of the spit had slid into her without problem, she felt it moving farther inside her, it felt so big. She began to squirm as the vibrator on her clit started to do its work. The spit also began to vibrate, Dawn felt a small sharp pain as a small hole was cut in her intestine. The spit now moved deeper into her body until it reached her stomach, another small sharp pain. It was getting easier, Dawn was getting more exited, she could feel the spit moving in her chest, it was at the top of her chest, it was filling her throat. Her head was lifted up and the tip emerged from her mouth. "Oooooogh!" Dawn released a long groan as she climaxed. Dawn was laid face down on the table as her hands were tied to the spit behind her back. A locking pin was then inserted into her dripping wet cunt and locked in place, her feet were then secured. Dawn relaxed as the chef and his assistants began coating her in oils and spices. The chef looked down at Dawn, "I've something to tell you" he whispered "I like my barbecued meat served rare, as you cook I carve". Dawns eyes widened in pure lust, not only cooked alive but eaten alive as well! She was carried through the cheering crowd and placed over the hot coals. Almost immediately the spit began to turn. Dawn thought about how strange everyone looked; it was if they were all going round in a washing machine. She felt the heat; then it seemed to slowly get hotter, cooling oils were brushed onto her as she turned. She could smell the faint smell of roasting meat, she began rubbing her clit on the locking pin, "I'm really cooking" she thought. "When will he carve? what will he carve?". She could feel the weight of her now oversize breasts with their extended nipples, who could resist them, or her tight sexy ass. She wouldn't mind a slice of that herself. Dawn's mind began to wander as the pleasure from her clit grew in intensity. She felt the skin on her breasts begin to crisp. Dawn heard voices, "And what would you like son", "I'd really like a slice of breast, with a nipple please". "Yes, eat me" Dawn thought, the spit stopped, and she felt a dull pain in her chest as her left breast was carved. She looked up and saw her brother biting into her brown crisp nipple on his piece of meat, Dawn orgasmed for one last time as she was turned and she felt her beautiful ass being carved. Final Franklin had had a great time, Mary had looked great when she had been served, the special tenderising he had ordered must have done the trick he even had some of her left over for sandwiches tomorrow. The lad next door had finally got his hands on his wives breasts, well one of them anyway. Christine the village tease had finally been had by all, and about time too. And Dawn had been the star of the day. He only hoped he could pull it of again next year. Maybe he should invite his sister over? -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----