Time was not my friend this morning - more to come later I hope!

Pt 16

“Hey!” Frank grinned as he saw his new bride approaching through the crowd who had gathered to enjoy the site of the girls having their cute little rumps tenderised. “You’re not after a spanking too, are you? My hand’s kinda sore!” He held it up and gave a little wave. Jessica chuckled as she saw Chelsea rubbing her bright-red buttocks and comparing notes with the other girls.

“Maybe later!” She winked her her new husband. “I came to tell you that, while you were busy with their butts, someone from the kitchen came and told me it was time to put them in the stew then we can make a start on Melody!”

“Wow! Awesome!” Frank grinned, standing up and doing his best to smooth down the front of his trousers and hoping that the bulge in front was not too noticeable. It was not the first time that day, and he was sure it would not be the last, that he would be grateful for his choice to wear tight, almost restrictive, underwear that held everything pretty neatly in place. Being surrounded by naked young girls was nice enough but the Beach Banquet a few months earlier had left him with quite a taste for their bodies in more ways than one! “What about Laura and Megan?”

“They said they’d come out and help get them spitted in a bit.” Jessica explained, “But they said we could go ahead and get the girls into the pot and encourage people to start taking appetisers.”

“Then let’s get to it!” Frank grinned, rubbing his hands together in anticipation. “Did you hear that girls?” He turned to the three youngsters who were gathered excitedly around the pot which had already started to steam and bubble. “Time to get you in! Who’s going first?”

“Me! Me!” To nobody’s surprise, it was Stephanie who bounced up and down on the spot, her hand in the air like she was desperate to answer the teacher’s question.

“Okay!” Frank chuckled, along with the crowd of spectators which now included nearly all the wedding guests and the two spit-sisters who, far from being annoyed that they had to go last, were happy that they got to watch how all the other girls were cooked before it was their own turn. Taking Stephanie by the hand, he led her to the pot and helped her onto the ladder. At the top, she paused and dipped her toe into the warm stew before turning to grin at the watching guests. Frank gave her a playful slap on her already sore backside which made her squeal and giggle then she slid into the gloopy, dark red liquid.

“How is it?” Daisy asked excitedly.

“It’s nice!” Stephanie grinned, moving to the far side of the pot to make room for the other two. “Feels warm but not too hot and it’s kinda cosy!”

“That’s great!” A young woman from the kitchen who had come out to supervise the harvesting of Melody’s meat stopped to chat to the girls as they climbed into the stew. Daisy was next, followed by Chelsea, each receiving a final slap to the backside as they climbed the ladder. “Try to kick your feet around and swirl your arms like you’re treading water. It keeps the stew nice and mixed up! Someone will be out in a bit with some veggies.”

“My butt stings!” Daisy observed, feeling the effect of the warm stew on her tender skin. “Like sunburn!”

“Funny that!” Her mum laughed, leaning over to give her a kiss while being careful not to get any of the stew on her dress. “I’ll come back and check on you later but now Frank and I have to go start cutting Melody up! Everybody’s getting impatient!”