Part Two - Dinner Preparations
"Ma! We home!" Jed shouted as he leapt out of the still moving truck.
The house was a beat up combination of tin and wood that looked like it had
popped out of an old movie. A good gust of wind would be enough to level the
structure from the looks of it. There were several more vehicles scattered
around the yard, all of them on blocks and partially rusted. It was instantly
obvious they'd been using them for parts on the beat up truck.
There were no animals in the yard, no crops being grown either. The only
movement was a few ragged clothes hung out to dry at seemingly random spots
around the yard. On the farthest side of the house was a pile of refuse, a
disgusting fetid mountain of human waste and uneaten food and animal bones.
"Oh my god." Rachel whispered as she stared.
She wanted to scream but her voice fled as it became so obvious that she would
never leave this place. Jed took her by the hair and dragged her to the back of
the truck hefting her into his arms and walking towards the house.
An elderly woman dressed in a dingy blue skirt stepped out of the door. She had
once been a beautiful woman, you could almost see it
in her blue eyes and long brown hair. Even her figure was full and curvy,
almost attractive if her bared breasts didn't sag with age and stretch marks
from birth didn't cover her sides. "Brought us Christmas dinner did'ya boys? That's my good little boys." She crooned
as Jed walked closer. As soon as she could reach him she leaned out and kissed
him fully on the mouth, her yellowed teeth parting so her tongue could grapple
her son's.
"I hoped you like her." Jed replied bringing Rachel inside and
setting her on the table.
"Fucking put me down you fuckin piece of
shit!" Rachel screeched. Jed ignored the comment as he turned back to his
mother who just gave her a disapproving frown.
Ma walked in right behind him and gripped Rachel by the skull, thrusting her
thumbs into the corner of the black girl's mouth. She painfully twisted her
head this way and that, inspecting her gums and teeth before pushing her away.
The inspection wasn't done yet though, she moved her fingers over her back
squeezing and prodding at her flesh.
"Got us a strong bitch didn't ya. Always did
know how to pick em Jed." She moved down to her
legs pulling her firmly muscled ass open and poking at her rectum. "Yup
this is a mighty fine nigger you brought us." She said approvingly her
attentions now drawn down to her pussy. "She's gonna be some mighty fine eatin. How you reckon we should fix'er?"
"I was kinda in the mood for a roast Ma. If you
want we got another one but I think Ray wants to keep her as a pet for a
while." Jed said.
"You sick fucks! You can't cook me have you lost your motherfucking
minds?!" Rachel screamed. Jed just turned his back to her listening to his
mother as she continued.
Ma gripped one of Rachel's tit's cradling in both hands. "Well I think
this one'll feed us for a while. He's
always wanting to keep those girls he catches. Like we's some kind of petting farm." Jed laughed.
"You go tell your Pa that we need to start up the preparations, you know
we can't just throw a bitch on the grill."
Ma slowly turned back to the screaming girl now and leaned closer exposing her
dark yellow teeth in a ghastly grin. "Now as for you missy I've had about
enough of your mouth. You ain't gonna live long but
the less you piss me off the more pleasant what life you have can be." Ma
sneered putting her hand over Rachel's mouth to keep her silent.
Rachel tried to scream but Ma just pushed her hand down harder, her other hand
moving to crush her throat. Her grip was surprisingly strong for a woman of her
size easily cutting off Rachel's air.
Ma leaned close enough that her fetid breath poured over Rachel's face as she
slowly moved her hand from her mouth. "Now you shut the fuck up or I'll
choke you right the fuck out and you'll wake up in the pig trough out back
understand?" Rachel couldn't even nod her head as Ma's grip tightened and
the world started to fade around her.
"Ma!" Ray frowned slightly when his mother
didn't respond to him. "MA!" He shouted slamming Sara down on the
already creaky floorboards.
"What! Can't you see I'm busy here Ray? What is it that's so
important?" Ma said as she spun around to face her youngest son. "Is
it this piece of gutter trash here on the floor?" She squatted down over
Sara gripping her chin and turning her this way that
that. "Not much meat on her."
"Didn't take her for dinner Ma. Thought we could use a pet around the
house, been a while since I've had a pet Ma." His mother looked up at him
disapprovingly. "I promise, I'll take real good
care of her. It won't be like Trish, I'll feed her and water her and train her
real good just you watch Ma." Ray insisted his lips pulled into a pout.
Ma looked up at him then down at the sobbing woman then back to her son.
Finally she gave a nod of approval. "Take her on upstairs,
remember she ain't to be fed for some days now. Need
to get her plenty hungry so she'll eat." Ma said before turning back to
Rachel. "And now its time to get back to you my little
missy. Gots to start the preparations if
you're gonna be ready in time." Rachel was silently glaring up at Ma when
she heard footsteps behind her.
The man standing over her was obviously the father figure. A long ratty beard
hung from his chin and like his youngest son, each eye was a different color.
He was wearing a torn plaid flannel, unbuttoned to reveal his well muscled
stomach. Pa was covered in a layer of grime and if Rachel had been trying she
would have smelled his funk before she saw him. His chest was completely
covered in matted black hair that vanished down into his torn jeans. "This the piece of meat the boys brought home?"
"Yessum
Pa, look at her. I though you
might like to properly prepare her." Ma said. "She's real
pretty."
"She is." Pa replied moving looking at her briefly before walking
over to a separate table and grabbing a small bag that he dropped on the table
next to Rachel's face with a metallic thud.
"Now let's see if we can get her to behave herself some, I right thought
they'd brought a banshee into these walls from the horrid sounds she was makin." He opened the bag and reached into it pulling
out a bowie knife. "Now don't you move none miss, if you do I might end up
cutting you." The sight of the knife paralyzed Rachel with fear, her eyes
wide as she stared at the dull blade, spotted with dirt, dried blood and rust.
Pa moved himself behind her and thrust the knife between her ankles sawing the
ropes of her ankles.
Neither Ma nor Pa saw the exact moment that Rachel's instincts kicked but Pa
felt it. As soon as the ropes were lose enough that she could rip them she did
kicking him as hard as she could in the chest.
Unfortunately for her that wasn't nearly hard enough to do more than annoy him.
She didn't even get a second kick off before he snatched both of her ankles
nearly yanking her off the table.
"Now you listen here little missy. I won't have you acting like a horse's
ass. Ma help me tie this little bitch's legs to the
table." Ma obediently walked over gripping on of Rachel's ankles and
pulling it down.
It didn't take much rope to go twice around her ankle and once around the table
leg. While she worked on the other Pa pulled a pair of pliers from the bag and
walked around in front of her. "Now look here girl. If you don't do
exactly what I say I'm gonna pull your fuckin' teeth
out one by fuckin one. Now open your mouth and sos I can put my dick in it."
Rachel bit down on her lips forcing them to stay closed in response glaring up
at him defiance. "Stupid girl." He growled
roughly backhanding her. Her head snapped to one side reopening the gash in her
lip. Pa leaned down and snatched her jaw squeezing till it she opened her
mouth. Then he snatched up the pliers and thrust them into her mouth gripping
her bottom tooth and wrenching it out of its socket.
"Now if you don't want me to do that to every
tooth in your body you'll fuckin stop being such a
pain!" Rachel screamed out spitting blood out of her mouth and staring up
at him.
It was right then that it settled on her that she really wasn't going to
survive this. Nobody was coming to save her, nobody
even knew where she was that week. He wasn't going to mess up and give her a chance to escape, the only choice she really had
was to try and make the rest of her life as painless as possible. The sharp
stab of her missing tooth had already faded to a constant dull throb but it was
enough to get her to open her mouth for Pa.
"Good girl." He crooned running his fingers affectionately through
her hair before pulling his pants off and rubbing his nine inch cock across her
face. His sweat and precum mixed with her tears
coating her face in a slime before he pushed into her
mouth. Pa tasted every bit as disgusting as he looked, like he hadn't bathed in
weeks. Rachel wanted to gag from the taste alone but it got worse as he pushed
more of his cock into her open mouth. A muffled moan escaped her throat as he
pushed against the back of her throat.
It wasn't the first time Rachel had taken a man into her throat. It was the
first time she'd had nine inches forced down her back and spit and blood oozed
back out of her mouth every time he pushed. The sound of her gagging, her body
heaving to reject the invading phallus got louder as well as she was nearly
drown, her face covered with a crimson mask.
"She's a good one." Ma said as she finished securing Rachel's legs
and moved up farther spreading the black girl's ass cheeks. Her tongue delved
into that dark hole twisting around the brown puckered rectum readying it for
her husband's cock.
Under normal circumstances the feelings shooting through Rachel's body would
have been pleasant, Ma was skilled with her tongue
pushing, twisting, reaming Rachel's anus over and over again. If she didn't
have a missing tooth and a cock jammed down her throat nearly suffocating her
she would have cum.
"Move yourself out my way." Pa said yanking
his cock out of Rachel's mouth. Ma moved away as Pa walked around behind her
pushing the tip of his cock against her asshole. Rachel gasped trying her best
to catch her breath before she could regulate her breathing though Pa shoved
his hard cock into her ass.
Rachel's rectum was too tight to take him a single thrust, he could only get a
few inches of his spit and blood coated cock into her. "NOOOOOO!"
She shrieked wriggling as much as she could manage on the table. One on hand on
the back of her neck held her perfectly still and another on her hips kept her
in place as he started pumping back and forth.
Each time her anus gave a little more, letting Pa's cock deeper into her body.
It was pure agony to feel him stretching what had been a virgin hole minutes
ago to accept nine full inches of man meat. Each thrust of his hips drew a new
agonizing scream from the girl.
"Ma see what you can do about shutting this bitch
up. She's ruinin my mood." Ma reached into the
bag and pulled out an orange ball gag and thrust it into her mouth pulling the
strap behind her head. Rachel could only moan around the gag then as her Pa
continued to abuse her ass.
"That's better." Pa exclaimed as he finally managed to bottom out in
her asshole, his balls rubbing against her clit as he rested for a moment.
Rachel had stopped crying behind the gag, her eyes blanked out as she stared at
some indeterminate object on the wall as Pa pounded into her backside.
"Look at this." Pa said slapping her ass. As soon as he did her eyes
widened and another moan tried to squeeze its way around the gag. Different
from the others that was the first pleasant moan to escape her throat. Despite
the horror of her condition she couldn't stop her body from reacting.
She wished her sphincter was clenching around his cock, she wished her hips
weren't pushing back against him but they were. She was going to die and her
murderer was going to give her an orgasm before she died. Another rough slap on
her ass clenched her body up around his cock, tears of humiliation were pouring
down her cheeks leaving clean streaks on her face.
She was aware of everything around her. Aware that Pa was sweating now as he
savagely raped her asshole. Aware that Ma had left the room and was noisily
preparing something the next room. Aware that upstairs Sara was being used by
the two sons somewhere nearby. Aware that her stomach was
clenching and not from pain.
Rachel clenched her eyes shut in an attempt to fight the feeling rising in her
body. She tried to concentrate on the dull throb of her missing tooth but the
only thing she could feel was Pa's hard dick invading her bottom.
She could feel every vein as it sawed in and out of her body and every time it
pulsed with his approaching orgasm. Rachel felt her toes curl as she tried to
arch her back towards him, her body trembling in a terror induced orgasm. That was
enough to push Pa over the edge, one last violent thrust into her bowels before
he flooded her with his cum.
"She's ready Ma, lets set this one up." Pa
said as he pulled his now flaccid cock from Rachel's abused red asshole. He
walked around in front of her and wiped himself clean on her hair.
"Bring her directly out back Pa!" Came her
response.
"Yessum!" He
replied. A few quick motions later Rachel's hands ankles were tied together
again and she was flung over his shoulder and carried out back. The backyard
looked almost normal. There was green grass, an oversized doghouse and a huge
grill with a fire roaring in it. It was easily big enough for two people if
that had been their intentions. Pa set her down on a table though, her head
resting on a block.
There wasn't enough energy left in her body to stop him as he pulled a leather
strap over the back of her neck holding her perfectly in place. The straps
holding her ankles were undone as well her legs spread apart and strapped back
into place. "Now my little nigger bitch I'll splain
what we doing to you. That way nothing will come as a surprise to you." Ma
said as Pa stepped back into the house.
She was holding a razor in one hand as she stepped closer. "First we's gonna shave that nasty little cunt of yours. Don't
want no pubic hairs in my mouth when I eat you."
She said as she twisted the blade beneath Rachel quickly shaving away the
stripe of hair over her slit. The razor was set aside and an awkward looking
machine was put behind Rachel.
"This here is called an impaler."
She heaved a large steel rod from the ground and held it in front of Rachel. It
was at least eight feet long, on one end it came to a
dull point, like a giant dildo. It even had what looked like an anal attachment
at one end.
"This is gonna go all the way through you, then the boys will set on the
fire. Big strong girl like you might live for close to half
and hour if we're careful with you. Meat tastes better the longer the
girl lives."
Rachel just stared in disbelief at the steel rod until Ma walked behind her and
set it on the machine.
Almost instantly Rachel felt the pressure of the dull rod pressing against her
ass. It was bigger than Pa's cock but it slid into her easily in enough.
"Its going to slid all the way into you, push out through your intestines.
It's dull so it will just push your innards aside." Ma explained as the
rod continued it slow journey through Rachel's insides. Less than three inches
were inside her at that point but it the most painful experience of her life.
Rachel felt the second pole push its way into her cunt at the same time filling
up her pussy and holding her in place. The rod pushed its way deeper and deeper
at antagonizing pace. It pushed its way out through her intestines and into her
stomach, it inched through her chest. Her insides moved away to make room for
the rod as it moved past her heart and lungs.
Ma quickly pulled the gag from Rachel's mouth letting her shriek as the rod
pushed into her throat. Her jaws were forced open as the rod emerged from her
mouth. It pushed on farther out until she could see the blood smeared impaling
rod sticking out of her mouth.
"I know that you can't talk any more but I know you're still alive. The
boys will be down in a minute." As if on cue Jed and Ray came walking out
of the house and staring at her. "Put her on the fire." Ray grabbed
one end, Jed the other and lifted her up and set the pole over the fire.
Rachel was still aware as the orange flames started licking up around her body.
The smell of burning flesh flooded her nose, it was like the scent of pork
roasting but it wasn't. The rod in her cunt kept her steady on the pole so it
didn't twist inside her. Instead her entire body twisted slowly over the fire
letting her cook evenly.
Sweat poured from her body sizzling as it hit the fire beneath her. From the
corner of her eye she could see the entire family standing buy and watching her
roast alive. In her last moment she saw Sara staring at her through the window
and then there was nothing.
