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This is a fantasy! Women are lovable persons and I would do anything to make them happy. I am a vegetarian myself.
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Cannibal Cruise. Chapter 5.
"Jessy and Betty have a surprise for us. Now that Sally and John are with us I want to hear about it!"
"A surprise. Capital, capital!"
"Do tell us, Jessy!"
"Well my friends, I'll make it short. Betty and I no longer work aboard the 'Merideth'. We have our own company. It is called 'Ambrosia'."
"'Food of the Gods'. Capital name!"
"Betty and I would be delighted if you'd accept our offer of partnership in the company!"
"What kind of company?
"Luxury, gourmet cruises. Independent, but fully supported by 'Dolcett World Cruise Lines'."
"Just one ship -the 'Yoni Bagh'. Sails like a breeze!"
"Hindi name, is it?"
"I think so. Means something like 'Pussy Garden' or 'Garden of pussies'."
"Terrific name. What?"
"I wish you'd stop reading so many books about the British Empire, John dear."
"Spoilsport!"
"Sounds very exciting. Tell us more!"
"My Betty's idea! I'll put you in the scene and she'll tell you the rest." Winking "I'll switch into lecture mode."
"Mankind has adapted well to the extinction of most animals and to drastic biological and behavioural changes in women. All thanks to the practice of cannibalism.
Western culture countries in particular have achieved a remarkable equilibrium. Young girls channel their new, strong impulses into the thrill of cannibal lotteries and the exquisite, female bodies so obtained, together with those of women who die in accidents or suicides, feed us all. Most excellently, I might add: It is a well known fact that consumption of human, female meat boosts sexual desire and delays ageing.
Many democracies -European Union foremost- have subscribed the new 'Human Rights Charter' which states that no human being can be bought or sold and furthermore that persons selected in cannibal lotteries should be executed within the 48 hours following their selection.
Fortunately -fortunate for 'Dolcett World Cruise Lines' anyway- many countries have refused to subscribe the new 'Human Rights Charter'. In them you can organize multitudinous lotteries and consume the women so selected at your leisure or -even more convenient- just buy them.
The 'cost' of a woman in those countries is considerably lower than in countries where the only legal way to obtain her is by arranging -just before she is needed- a lottery, with generous survival prizes.
People don't realize the organization and expenses necessary to run a 'Meats Of The World Tour', always constrained to use local women to feed passage and crew.
'DWCL' promotes and funds 'Dolcett clubs' worldwide but must be particularly generous with those along 'DWCL' routes. Particularly clubs near 'Karyn Aites' ports of call.
Clubs along the 'Meats Of The World Tour' periodically receive the necessary funds to obtain, at appointed times, the high quality, local girls the 'Karyn Aites' consumes. You could say that 'DWCL' 'buys' women at local prices. Being available only through lotteries, European women are some of the most expensive in the world.
Each 'Meats Of The World Tour' includes a 10 days visit to European coasts. Local 'Dolcett clubs' -about 200- provide 'Karyn Aites', twice yearly, with the 80 European women necessary to feed everybody aboard during that period. Funding these clubs accounts for 40% of the total cost of a 'Meats Of The World Tour'!
What Betty and I proposed to 'DWCL' -what 'Ambrosia cruises' is currently doing- is paying European route 'Dolcett clubs' partially in species."
"Wow! You mean 'in women'?"
"Brilliant! Brilliant, by Jove!"
Clapping gleefully and looking adoringly at Jessica "Mistress Jessica... such a clever, elegant Lady!"
Sticking her tongue out and embracing Betty possessively "Mistress Betty... Charmante!"
"Would it not be cheaper to fly women directly to the clubs, dear Lady?"
"No John. It is illegal to 'import' women into the European Union for cannibal consumption -or to have them participate in lotteries. It would upset the delicate population equilibrium.
"-What 'Ambrosia cruises' is currently doing- Did I hear right?"
"Yes Pierre, in two days you are all invited aboard the 'Yoni Bagh'. Betty will explain further."
"Yes my friends, 'Dolcett World Cruise Lines' has renegotiated its agreements with all Dolcett clubs in the European stretch of the 'Meats Of The World Tour'. From now on, apart from a token economic contribution, every club is yearly entitled to one free, gourmet holiday (one-day, morning to morning) aboard a luxury cruise ship. All high quality girls necessary for entertainment and food included.
Our company, 'Ambrosia cruises' has undertaken to provide, on behalf of 'DWCL', all gourmet holidays. We only invoice 'DWCL' for girls consumed. Price per girl: one third of what 'DWCL' had been paying to clubs up to now."
"Third of the price? Good heavens!"
Sighing "Is not Mistress Betty merveilleuse?"
"High quality girls? Where from?"
"A genius, my Betty!"
With an ingratiating grin "To explain our source of girls I'm afraid I'll have to give a small lecture too."
"Adapting to new circumstances was not at first easy. Jewish rabbis declared woman meat non kosher and Muslim mullahs proclaimed long-pig meat as impure as pork. Such nonsense was, of course, soon forgotten. There is no alternative to woman meat. No cows, pigs or goats to feed the faithful!
But there is a country -almost a subcontinent- which still has problems accepting cannibalism. A high percentage of Indians -particularly South Indians- are vegetarians. This causes a tremendous unrest in that extraordinary country -the world biggest democracy and another subscriber of the new 'Human Rights Charter'.
Without recourse to sublimate their irrational urges in cannibal lotteries, Indian women have become extremely wild and passionate. Reckless behaviour and suicides have reached such enormous proportions that India social fabric is breaking apart: Women, prey to uncontrollable yearnings, conceive less and less male babies. Crimes of passion abound. Uncountable traffic collisions make Indian streets a death trap -it is suicide to step out of your hotel, wild taxi and auto-rickshaw girl wallahs zoom past every which way, apparently intent on trimming Indian population the fast way.
There are cannibal lotteries and feasts in India, to be sure, but deplorably few and taking place only in the north. There are always so many girls eager to participate that survival prizes are usually negligible.
An enterprising TV station, under the pretension of providing outlet to Indian girls' pent up drives, started a 'snuff lottery' programme in which selected girls were 'artistically' snuffed. It was a complete failure! The whole civilized world condemned, unanimously, such a shameful waste of exquisite female meat: It is perfectly acceptable, desirable even, to make female executions 'interesting' and entertaining but only if the end result is a nourishing, aphrodisiac meal.
The TV programme, moreover, was completely lacking in aesthetic values, most snuffings being a reenactment of the traditional 'Sati': Girl or girls being thrown on their imaginary husband's blazing funereal pyre.
Mankind has yet to fully appreciate the glory of Indian femininity! Free from rigid purdah, the new Indian woman is extremely sensual, vivacious and witty. Her graceful movements and splendid body -blessed with incredibly firm, big breasts- inspire instant passions in both sexes. Cinnamon skin and a heady, intoxicating fragrance, emanating from her juicy, dainty, delectable sex, hint at eminently edible, delicately flavoured flesh -a spicy treat fit for the very Gods!
'Ambrosia cruises' has embarked into the necessary, noble mission of making the miracle of Indian womanhood known to the world while offering Indian girls a chance to alleviate their unfulfilled ardours..."
Betty's eyes focus again on her awed, excited, salivating friends "Sorry I got so carried away. We have been doing some promotion work lately..."
"Eminently edible flesh. My God!"
"Mmmm, mmmm, tasty captain Mistress!"
"Blessed with incredibly firm, big breasts. Mon Dieu!"
"Oh, Oh, Ohhhhhhh. What a naughty tongue Juliette, my Angel!"
"Ton pine, Pierre!"
"Yes, you may Justine, let me suckle you. A finger up my bum, my sweet... Delicious tickle... Mmmm!"
"Suck, suck, Sammy mon ange!"
"Mistress Betty, mon amour!"
"Juicy, dainty, delectable sex. An impaler dream! Any Dolcett clubs on stand-by around here, Sammy? This is an emergency!"
"Oh no, Sammy. Don't stop!"
"A proposal, a proposal! If we hurry, we may attend 'Le Chatte flambée' early morning lunch lottery!"
"LET'S!"
"Let's, by George!"
"Justine, Juliette, our clothes. Hurry up!"
"Yes Mistress Sally."
"And put something on yourselves. You two are also coming."
"MERCI BEAUCOUP, MADAME!!!!"
Cannibal Cruise. Chapter 5. End.
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