Daniel

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Chapter 1: Linda

I was assigned to a fast food place for my service year. The odds of getting snuffed are pretty much zero. If someone's going to kill someone, they're going to do it at a nicer place. If they can't afford that, it's not likely that they can afford to do it at all. I'm stuck here for a year. Linda's stuck here for her year too, though she'll be done about a month before I am. There's a table in the corner that we each serve at half the time, but it's rare that our table ever gets anyone. People only tend to sit there if the rest of the place is full, and it's after already getting their food, which means they're not there to be served. We pretty much just sit around for a year.

Linda and I do a lot of fucking. It's not like we have any thing else to do. She doesn't get to feel like meat often, despite it being her service year, so I make sure to chew on her to make her feel desired. Sometimes I'll even break the skin a little and taste a small amount of her blood. After a couple months, I manage to snag a meat tenderizer from the kitchen. I bring it to our room upstairs where I use it to beat Linda. The meat tenderizer becomes a regular part of our foreplay.

I'd love to kill her, but that would be against the rules of our service year. I let her know that I'd order her if I finished my year before she did. I tell her about how good she'd taste after I melt her tits in the deep fryer, then cook the rest of her in there, and how painful it would be to die in her own hot molten breast fat. Before the year ends, we start talking about getting married in a month, after my year ends, so I could snuff her.

It sucks not being able to kill anyone or at least watch someone die. I was one of the few kids that didn't hesitate when I snuffed my firstborn as he came out of my mother. I just grabbed him and started sinking my teeth in. I know it's not as healthy, but I've always had a taste for raw meat. I've snuffed every kid I've had since then, all in different ways, trying to make it as painful as possible. One time, I shocked my newborn daughter with so much electricity as she came out that the current went up the umbilical cord and killed my sister too. We shoved my daughter back into my sister, and that evening we cooked and ate them both.

On my thirteenth birthday, my dad gave my mom to me as my own personal slave. He was hoping to teach me some responsibility of taking care of others, but I immediately grabbed a fork from the kitchen, stabbed her in the thigh, and when she reeled in pain gouged out and ate her eyes. I climbed onto her back and tore much of her hair out. I scratched her all I could. I wanted to inflict as much pain as possible. After a while of this, she eventually dropped unconscious. That's when I cut her head off. I think that was the longest that I've ever owned someone alive.

After Linda's year ends, Dick starts as her replacement. Dick and I certainly fuck just as much as Linda and I did, and it's nice to finally get anal orgasms again, but we never get close in the same way. He's also deluded into thinking there's a chance of him getting snuffed by a fast food customer. Linda stops in fairly often, coming to my table for a shitburger and a quickie. She's avoiding going home because she doesn't want her family to have the chance to snuff her before I do.

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When my year finally ends, we prepare for our wedding and invite both of our families to attend. Her father “walks” her down the aisle holding her up with his cock in her ass, one hand under each of her thighs, so he can fuck her. If she were my daughter, I'd've wanted to cum in her one last time too. After he cums, he takes her off his dick and holds her hand the rest of the way. Her inner thighs are covered in his leaked cum by the time she reaches me.

“Do you, Daniel, take Linda to be your legal wife, to own and be owned by, to someday snuff or sell, unless you're snuffed first, and to be snuffed or sold by, unless she is snuffed first?”

“I do.”

“Do you, Linda, take Daniel to be your legal husband, to own and be owned by, to someday snuff or sell, unless you're snuffed first, and to be snuffed or sold by, unless she is snuffed first?”

“I do.”

“I now pronounce you husband and wife. Your agreement is legally bound. You may now fuck.”

At this cue, I push my tongue into Linda's mouth for a deep kiss. I then push her onto her knees and grab her hair as I fuck her ass from behind, lubed with her father's cum, with both our families watching. I take a small knife and start making little surface cuts all over her back, ass, and thighs. Once she has a lot of little cuts, I pull out, flip her over, push my penis back into her ass, and do the same all over her front side. Finally, I pull out and cum all over her bloody tits and lick the mixture of blood and cum off of her. As I'm licking, I see my dad out of the corner of my eye, kneeling down to suck Linda's dad's cock as our two families start to join the orgy.

For dinner is Linda's older brother, John. He's been oven roasted and looks great. He's brought out steaming hot, fresh from the oven. Once I get hard again, I decide to give John's ass a little fucking. The heat feels great on my dick and even hurts some. After I cum inside him, I bite the head of his penis off, a couple more bites for the shaft, and finally a few more bites for his balls before letting the rest of him get carved up for all the guests. The party lasts a few more hours and we both fuck a few members of the other's family before we turn in for the night.

It was such a small party for a wedding, but that's to be expected with only two people getting married. Most marriages have at least three people, and even that is a very low number. I remember my older sisters' last wedding joining three different marriages into one with a total of nineteen brides and grooms across five separate families. There were my older sisters Donna and Helen who were already married to Margaret and her son Tom. The second of the marriages that were being merged had the twins, Chris and Paul, their father Mark, Paul's daughter Dorothy, Lisa, and Lisa's uncle Donald. Donald happens to be Tom's father's father. The third married group included Ken, his brother Ed, their mother Nancy, Ken's father Brian, Ed and Brian's father Tony, Karen, her brother Kevin, and their parents Sandra and Gary.

Since there were so many of them, once everyone agreed to the terms of all being married to each other and the official declared “You may now fuck!”, they drew straws. Brian got the short straw, and the other eighteen newly married people voted unanimously for his death. (All votes to kill or sell someone owned must be unanimous with all of the person's owners to be legal.) They killed him by eating his body raw during the orgy that followed. With five full families there, the orgy was a lot bigger, lasted longer, and there were more people in the buffet. Now that was a wedding party!

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The very next morning, I get Linda into the car. “Where are we going?”

“You'll see.”

“Come on, tell me!”

“Nope! You'll just have to wait to find out!”

As I pull in to the fast food place where we used to be servers she tells me “I had enough of this place during my serving year. I don't want to come back here again!”

“This is where we met a year ago. If it wasn't for this place, you wouldn't be my meat to cook.”

“I never took you for the sentimental romantic type.”

“It's just this once.”

“Fine...”

We get out of the car, go inside and walk up to the counter. The manager, Mary, greets us. “Haven't had enough of this place, eh? Here's the form you wanted.”

Linda interrupts, “Form? What form?”

“Don't worry about it.” I sidestep answering as I sign the paper.

“I'm your wife. I want to know! What did you just sign?”

Mary hands me a small stack of cash. “It's been a pleasure doing business with you.” I turn to my wife and explain, “You're just meat, Linda. You wanted me to treat you like meat, and I have. I've sold you to this place for butchering. I'm looking forward to coming back later today for a Lindaburger.”

As I explain what I've just done to her, I watch the color drain from her face and her eyes widen. She's shocked. I chose to sell her to this restaurant specifically because I knew how much she hates this place. I can feel the intense mental pain I've just inflicted on her and I'm sure I have quite the grin on my face.

When I return later for my Lindaburger, it tastes far better than a fast food burger should. I think that knowing what I'd done to her may be adding a lot to the flavor.