think we should eat parts of your little pussy lips raw, like "sushi",
before the roast the rest of your body. We have to tenderize the meat. Get up
on the table. They untied her and put her partially skinned body up on the
table. Her de-skinned tits and ass hurt like hell. They laid her down on the
kitchen table and spread her long legs wide. This exposed two pairs of
delicate pussy lips protecting the little 18-year's vagina. One of the boys
found a razor in the bathroom. The frightened 18-year-old spread her legs
wide. They roughly shaved the peach fuzz off Elizabeth's tender vagina lips.
When all of her pubic hair had been removed, it left her voluptuous little
pubic mounds as clean and as smooth as polished alabaster. Then from the
delicate, outer depilated skin, he unfolded her little petals, working with
one pair of lips at a time. He peeled the pliant tissue open, folded it back.
Then her brother took long sewing needles and pinned the tender lips open to
the skin on her thigh. She screamed in agony as he pinned open her tender
parts. When he had done this to both pairs of lips, the textured, rosy inner
surfaces were revealed like the petals of a flower. The entrance to
Elizabeth's vaginal canal was presented to him totally unobstructed. He
wondered if any man had fucked his sister? Moving two fingers into the
passage, he pressed the slender tight walls open and felt the strong muscle
tighten as Elizabeth reacted to the unwelcome intrusion. While his fingers
groped indelicately, he pushed his fingers deeper and deeper into her virgin
pussy. Finally with a little blood and juices from her skinned ass he pushes
in fingers in hard. Slowly his entire fist enters her virgin cunt. He slowly
rams his fist in and out, in and out harshly as little Elizabeth yells at the
top of her little lungs. Finally her brother stops and roughly yanks out his
fist from her tight little hole.

His friend drops his gaze to the shapely, elegant little vagina lips pinned
open at the base of the teenager's wide spread legs. Her little lips were
still pinned open, allowing him the access to this sensitive area as he
needed. He pressed a fingernail against Elizabeth's clitoris and scratched
hard. The immediate, convulsive response, accompanied by a gasped shriek,
convinced him that Elizabeth's senses were fully operating. He reached down.
His right hand grasping a dentist's drill and the other hand picking up a
cloth that had been soaking in vinegar. Bracing his right arm against
Elizabeth's thigh, he started the drill. The tiny, surgically engineered bit
turned twelve thousand times every second, and carried a little brass-wire
brush in its jaw. The raw ends of the bristles kissed the inner surface of
Elizabeth's major and minor pussy lips for only an instant, but during that
small fraction of a second, they stripped a tiny piece of flesh, the diameter
of a pencil from the sensitive tissue. Her brother's friend tears tiny bits
of flesh from her tender pussy lips. He removes his drill, then quickly
pressed the saturated vinegar cloth against the flayed area. Her lungs
screamed a frenzied, frenetic shriek that assaulted his ears. He went back to
work, wire brushing her sensitive pussy lips, up and down while basting the
bruised area with stinking vinegar. Her brother kept Elizabeth screaming for
30 minutes before what he was doing to her pussy lips made her lapse into
unconsciousness. He examined the results of his efforts. In 30 minutes,
the drill had scrapped Elizabeth's pussy lip skin twenty times; both of
Elizabeth's large and little pussy lips bore dozens of deep wounds with
pinpoints of blood - but not bleeding. All brushing had drawn an animal scream
from Elizabeth. The vinegar solution has a mild anaesthetic effect and
heightens the pain. The boy brushes the vinegar up and down her lacerated
pussy lips causing agonizing pain. "Is it time to eat the raw sushi?"

"Yep, it's time to eat our raw sushi! The little girls legs were spread open
wide. Both men rinsed the vinegar off her bleeding pussy lips. She yelled in
pain. But she could no longer scream when her brother went about slowly
skinning the skin around her pussy lips. She could only make strange mewing
sounds as they slowly carved the skin around her sexual opening. Carefully
they left her pussy lips and her throbbing clit intact to cook and eat later.
"Lets get her skinned the rest of the way and get her cooking! I'm hungry"
They tied Elizabeth down. Slowly they push their knifes up through the
remaining skin on her chest, her arms and legs, her back. It took a long time.
They were careful to cut long deep slices and slowly peal back the skin.
Carefully cut and pull the remaining skin her body as Elizabeth weeps and
moans horribly. The force her to drink stimulates to keep her body from going
into shock. Elizabeth's gaze moved slowly from one boy to the other as cut
and pulls off the skin from the rest of her body. She looks down at her
ruined body and weeps uncontrollably. "You… your skinning me. Oh God, you're
skinning me alive! Oh, Please kills me. Please, I beg of you, do it now. Kill
me, The pain, oh the pain…"

The boys looked at what remained of the 18-year-old teenager. They look at the
raw, oozing flesh, scabbing over in some places, dripping blood in others. A
peculiar yellow fluid had begun seeping out of her skinned body. It seemed to
come from the exposed muscles, which still jerked uncontrollably, reacting to
the slightest touch. In her weak voice, which was almost a whisper, she
continued to chant "Kill me now…Kill me now…Kill me". "Not yet, sis. You
still have to be spitted and roasted, then you can watch us eat you. We have
the rest of the day"; Her evil stepbrother slapped her hard across her
skinless little fanny, drops of blood splattering in all directions. Suddenly
she began screaming again and he fetched another knife. It took another three
hours to finish her skinning as they continued to force her to drink stimulant
enhanced water periodically to keep her awake through the skinning process.

. She had continually moaned, babbled and occasionally screamed again for
another hour while her brother and his friend had finished skinning her back
and arms, then she grew quiet while her chest, belly, palms and finally the
soles of her feet were skinned. When the job was complete, the only skin
Elizabeth had left was on her neck, her face, her fingers and toes, the tops
of her hands and feet, and around her joints such as the backs of her knees,
elbows, armpits, etc. All the rest of the skin had been stripped clean. The
stimulants helped her to remain alive and conscious throughout the entire
skinning process. The two boys fetched a bucket of cold water and a large
mirror. They sat Elizabeth up, spashed some water in her face to awaken her
and then showed her proudly exactly what they had done to her. She looked at
her reflection seeing only a reddish brown mess; hardly comprehending it was
her body. They again doused her with cold water, this time to clean her up.
She was still very conscious. Her eyes were open wide, wondering what was
going to happen to her next? Testing her, her brother squeezes a skinned
breast - hard, until the blood flows and he watches her wince "She is still
feeling pain! Her stamina is remarkable." Time to cook the meat!

The little 18-year-old's mind races forward. She could see herself getting
readied for the barbecue grill, tied and seasoned like a plump roaster/ She
would soon be roasting over hot coals. Her analytical mind conjured up the
cooking process. First her skin would glow and turn pink. The outer layer of
fat would slowly begin to melt. It would ooze out of her skinless body and
drip into her roasting pan, sizzling and hissing as it contacted the hot
metal. She would cook just like any other meat. Her blood vessels would
collapse the muscles and connective tissues would slowly soften and change
color, becoming more and more tender. Her flesh was well marbled like good
beef. She was firm and healthy; there was a lot of tight muscle on this young
hard-body. After several hours rotating over the hot coals, her skinned body
and her muscles would turn slightly crispy and a rich golden brown color. She
wondered if they would base her with butter or better yet, barbecues sauce.
That at least would be soothing and cooling. She figured her meat would take
about an hour to cook, then it would be soft. They would have to lift her
very gently onto the serving platter to keep from ripping and tearing the
meat, which should be dripping and be easy to separate from her bones. She
wondered if she would still be alive? What was next?