Meredith's Last Interview
by Fire-Bird (Inspired by Dolcett & Hill)
Chapter 01 "Introduction."
Warning -
Dolcett is one of the most extreme artists around the world. He draws
people (mostly women) in positions of asphyxiation, cannibalism, impalement,
snuff, etc. This story follows his work very closely and I don't hold back
from telling it like it is. If you are not comfortable with descriptions of
this extreme erotica, then I highly recommend you don't proceed any further.
The story codes that are required by the BDSMLibrary.com website are there
for a reason. You have been warned.
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Meredith Vierra swept the loose strand of hair away from her face and
looked at the red dot on the camera. An up and coming journalist she had
been given the rough end of the stick so to speak with assignments. She
viewed her current assignment with disdain. However as a professional she
smiled and puckered to lips ready to speak to the camera.
"This is Meredith Vierra coming to you from the familiar surroundings of
the Hills Fine Meat Store. Since the legalization of cannibalism twenty
years ago we have all become accustomed to this store and it's wares."
The cameraman focused through his lens on the choice meats available in
the display counter. Breasts, cunts, legs, rumps and even a torso were
available. He focused back on Meredith as she continued her speech.
"Many of us have had neighbours or relatives processed here but tonight
we go behind the scenes to meet Merle Hill and see first hand how a woman
is treated on her way to becoming our dinner."
Meredith smiled for a few seconds more than stopped as soon as the red
light turned off.
"Okay ... cut Jimmy. Let's go and meet Mr Hill. Remember, I want to follow
one girl the whole way through."
Jimmy nodded his head. It was easier to do that then point out that she
had already told him this near on a hundred times this morning. Jimmy
heaved the camera off his shoulder and looked around for the store's owner.
He followed Meredith as they entered a door to the back. Jimmy liked working
with Meredith but lately he found her attitude demeaning and insulting.
He watched her pert little bottom as they entered a room. Meredith
spotted Merle Hill and she made a bee-line for the man.
Jimmy quickly put the camera on his shoulder and flicked record. He didn't
want to be given another lecture about being ready at all times by Meredith.
Merle Hill held the girl's arms behind her. In his other hand he held her
chin up and steady as a large spit exited through her mouth. A combination
of gastric juices, salvia and vomit dripped off the spit. Merle didn't
even give it a second glance. He did do a double take when he saw a microphone
had been thrust two inches from his mouth. He looked over to the owner.
"Hello Mr Hill, my name is Meredith Vierra, CBS News. This design of yours
seems to do an excellent job with the messy task of spitting."
Meredith watched the long eight foot spit move slowly into a young girl who
was strapped into the Jessica 3000. The girl's cunt muscles pushed against
the spit and tried to hold it back, but to no avail.
"Yep," said Merle. "I'm real proud of this one. Look how clean and simple
it is. There you go Janet. Now I'll just snuff you and bingo onto the roast.
By the way," Merle looked at Meredith. "Call me Merle."
Meredith watched as Merle pressed a button on the Jessica 3000. A cutting
knife emerged and slit Janet along the length of her belly. Meredith watched
on as intestines, liver, and stomach exited into a box below. Merle cut
the ends including the lungs. Janet gasped once more then her eyes closed.
Meredith certainly wasn't shocked. She was made of tougher stuff to be
rattled by someone dying. "Okay ... Merle. I'd like to do an in-depth story
on you, your operation, and the girls who go through here. Who they are,
how they feel, etc."
"No problem." said Merle flashing his nicest smile. "I'll set it up. We have
a number of sows you can follow through. But if you really want to know how
they feel, let me run you through processing right up to being strapped in
the processor."
Meredith felt cornered but she couldn't possible refuse such an offer. It
would mean her career. " ... um .. Okay. Just promise me not to push the
switch."
Jimmy looked at Meredith and she indicated to him to focus on Janet. Jimmy
aimed the camera at the Hill brand on Janet's rump. A sign of good quality
meat. Inserted into Janet's nipples were injectors. These slowly filled the
girl's breasts with cooking oil.
Meredith looked over the girl. "Did she say anything before she was killed
Merle?"
Merle finished wiping his hands on a towel. "Who Janet here? She mentioned
something about missing a date to the game tonight. But apparently Pam is
going in Janet's place. I'm sure those two will be fucking each other
before the first kickoff." he said as he patted Janet's rump.
Janet's eyes reopened. She frowned. The date was obviously a sensitive
issue but there was fuck all she could do about it now.
Meredith watched as two of the butcher assistants lifted Janet up on her
spit and put the spit on their shoulders. The man at the back whistled
a tune as they disappeared into another room. Meredith wondered how it
would feel like being spited. A tingle went through her body as she felt
the thrill of being naked in front of all these men and then having a large
metal spit shoved into her. She breathed in deeply as her nipples enlarged.
"Meredith?"
Meredith pulled out of her little fantasy and looked at Jimmy who had stuck
his head out of the room Janet went into. He was nodding his head to come
over and look at what he was filming. Meredith quickly followed. When she
entered she saw Janet rotating slowly over some hot coals. She could feel
the heat from three metres away. She stood beside Jimmy and Merle.
"Merle. I'm sure my viewers will find it quite amazing that some of the
women like Janet here actually stay alive long enough to start roasting."
Merle smiled. "I'm no expert but from what I've seen they all vary. A
healthy young woman like Janet here will probably be alive for the first
five or ten minutes over the fire."
Meredith watched Janet rotating. Again that warm feeling arose in her
tummy. How would it feel with the cold steel spitting in her from behind.
Again Meredith shook her head to clear the fantasy. No time for dreaming
she thought, work comes first.
"So she will be actually roasting live then? ... hhhmmm ... Did she
volunteer or was she selected for this?"
"Janet here was a popular cheerleader. The class voted for who they wanted
for their Spring barbecue. Janet got the most votes."
One of the butcher assistants leaned in close to Janet. Janet blinked.
Meredith didn't realise the girl was still alive. "Hey Janet, Rick won the
drawing for your cunt."
Meredith watched as the assistant giggled. Janet could only blink again
in response. Meredith turned back to Merle.
"I guess she was very popular among her classmates." remarked Meredith.
"Okay guys. Make sure Janet keeps turning for another four hours. Now
Meredith for the rest of your tour. If you really do want to know how it
feel then let's put you through the processing right up to being strapped
into the Jessica 3000."
Meredith smiled. "It'll be a great angle ... but?"
"Good then." responded Merle cutting Meredith off. "I'll show you to
registration then meet you in the stripping room."
Meredith allowed Merle to take her to registration. It dawned on her that
she had just agreed to strip naked on national television but what the heck,
she could do with the ratings.
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