This scene is not over but I didn't want to leave Loke hanging too long so here is what I have so far! More to follow later or tomorrow :-D

Pt 17

“Ladies and gentlemen!” Frank bellowed to get the attention of those few guests who were not already gathered around Melody’s frame and the grill, having been tipped off that something was about to happen when the kitchen assistant took up her position beside the restrained teenager. “Family, friends, and those of you who just tagged along for the free food and drink!” This raised a good-natured chuckle from all listening.

“The time has come to begin our feasting! As you can see, three of our lovely volunteers have just climbed into the stew pot over there,” he waved to the three giggling little girls who waved back and blew kisses, “and I hear our roast chicken and turkey are coming along just fine in the kitchen, not to mention our delicious party-platter of Canadian bacon!” This elicited another round of polite laughter. Soon we will get the two piggies on their spits to roast for us but before then, I’m sure you’re all in the mood for an appetiser. I know I am!”

He stepped to one side to focus everyone’s attention on Melody who smiled a little nervously. So many different emotions and sensations were accosting her all at once. There was pain where the metal of the cuffs dug into the soft flesh of he wrists and ankles and the muscles in her arms felt as if they were on fire from being held up as they were. Yet the drugs in her system were doing their work and she felt an intense euphoria mixed with so much excitement and arousal that she could feel her own juices leaking down the inside of her thigh. Any fear she felt only served to heighten the arousal.

“Jessica and I will take the first cuts,” Frank explained, “then the rest of you are welcome to line up for your turn. There’s plenty of her to go around but please remember not to take too much. There’s plenty more meat on the menu today so nobody will go hungry but we’d like everyone to be able to get a taste of my lovely niece.” Melody found herself blushing at these words and so ridiculously horny that she tried to rub her thighs together for stimulation. “Mary here has aprons for those of you who want to protect your clothes, although I’m assured this will not be nearly so messy as it could be, and is also happy to assist and instruct with the proper use for the various tools available. So all that remains to be said is Bon Appetite!”

As the applause died down, Jessica finished having her transparent plastic apron tied over her white wedding dress by Mary, the kitchen assistant, and stepped forward, a long, sharp knife in her hand.

“Now let me see…” She ran a ponderous hand over Melody’s body, running it down the length of her arm, down her back and squeezing her left buttock. “There’s definitely some good meat here! But what about here?” She moved around to stroke the teen’s belly which was pulled taught by her pose. The feeling of the young woman’s hand caressing her hyper-sensitive skin was driving Melody crazy! “Hmm… There feel nice too!” Jessica squeezed Melody’s left breast, speaking softly enough that only Frank and the meat-girl herself could hear her. “I know!” She ran her hand back down the girl’s tummy and, to the teen’s surprise and delight, slipped two fingers inside her wet and eager pussy.

“Hmm very nice!” Jessica slid her fingers in and out, stimulating the horny teen with all the skills she had picked up in her early experimentations. There was no need to work her to climax- the mixture of the sensation and the effect of the drugs meant that Melody now experienced one long, intense orgasm that would last the rest of her life. “I know what I want!” Jessica pulled her fingers forward a little, stretched out Melody’s plump public mound then, with a few deft movements of the knife, cut away the dripping pussy with her fingers still inside! Melody cried out with a mixture of pain and elation as the audience clapped and cheered.

Holding up the tender meat so that it’s former owner could see, Jessica withdrew her fingers then slowly licked the severed lips and engorged clit clean of juices before placing it carefully on the grill. Every nerve of Melody’s body was on fire – the difference between pleasure and pain seemed a pointless distinction as she felt the thickened blood oozing down her leg, mingling with her pussy juices that still clung stickily to her skin.

Feeling his boner threatening to go of inside his tight underpants, Frank took a deep breath and stepped forward, taking the knife from his wife to make his own selection. Although he had requested restraint from his guests, there were two parts of Melody he was determined to taste and he was going to have them – it was his wedding day after all! Giving his sobbing niece a cheeky wink, he leaned forward and sucked on her right nipple before giving it a small nip with his teeth.

“Mmm delectable!” He stood up and licked his lips. “Let’s see if they taste as good cooked as they do raw, huh?” and with that, he pressed the knife to the underside of the teens small breast and began to slice slowly upwards, taking his time and making sure she could feel and enjoy every movement of the fiendishly sharp blade as he pulled it back and forth, moving ever further upwards, until the perky little breast, crowned with its hard, pink nipple came away in his hand.

“I’m not done yet!” he whispered to Melody, placing the breast face-up on the grill then moving behind her. As he reached around and fondled her remaining breast, Melody felt a thick slice of meat cut from her buttock. “Gotta try a piece of this prime rump-roast, huh?” Frank spoke softly in her ear before kissing her cheek.

“Thanks again sweetheart.” He told her. “Hope you last a bit longer so you can enjoy yourself while everyone else has at your meat! I know I’m going to enjoy eating you!” Through the confusion of pain and euphoria, Melody smiled at her Uncle.

“No,” she whispered softly. “Thank You!”

As Frank and Jessica stepped aside to watch their appetisers cooking on the grill, the guests lined up politely but impatiently, ready to make their own selections and hoping that the parts they wanted would not be gone by the time their turn arrived. Front of the queue, of course, behind the happy couple themselves, were Melody and Megan’s parents. Taking the knife from Frank, Melody’s mum stepped forward and looked admiringly and with obvious hunger at her daughter’s mutilated but still gorgeous and appetising body.