Reluctantly but knowing better than to fight, Chloe was led over to the grill area, naked of course with her hands tied behind her back so that she could not even try to cover herself, flanked on either side by the catering girls who had been been supervising the pot. They had been told they could step away from that duty for a few minutes to deliver the fresh meat supply to the grill team and were each holding one of her arms as they escorted her.

Since the spectacle of Natasha’s spitting was finished, most of the remaining guests had joined the line at the grill, eager to tuck into their first course. What was hanging from the frame was now barely recognisable as human, let alone the attractive woman it had been just two hours before. While some good quality meat remained on the carcass and those lining up would certainly not go hungry, there was a definite ripple of excitement when they saw a fresh, naked young girl being led in their direction.

“Fresh meat?” ashed Craig, grinning as he looked up from the grill.

“Sure is!” Laura chuckled. “Not sure how we’re supposed to prepare her yet ‘though, and she needs a shave!”

“I’ll say!” giggled Hannah, looking down at Chloe’s neat but very obvious bush. “Guess she wasn’t expecting to be on the menu today?”

“No I wasn’t!” the young teen replied sullenly.

“Meat doesn’t talk!” Laura reminded her with a quick slap on her cute round ass.

“Perhaps your wife or daughter had an electric razor we could use?” Hannah asked the host who had wandered over to check on progress.

“Probably!” He chuckled, sipping on a fresh beer, “I don’t think either of them are in much of a position to ask.” He looked pointedly at the bloody, half-stripped carcass that had been his wife. “But you’re welcome to go look in the bathroom. You know where it is?” Hannah nodded, having freshened up her subtle makeup and fixed her hair in there after changing.

“With your permission,” Margaret said, joining the host, “I think it would be better to slaughter this one and let people choose from the carcass. I can’t see her being as cooperative as the first pig.” It amused the host to hear the caterer referring to his wife simply as a pig, even ‘though they had been friends and worked closely together for many years.

“Sounds like a good plan.” He nodded and sipped his beer. “Plus a nice slaughter will make good entertainment!” Of course nobody asked Chloe how she felt about this suggestion – as meat she had no say in the matter.

“Tie her to the post for now.” Margaret instructed. “Let the guests get a good look at the meat!”

“Hands up, pig!” Craig ordered, untying her hands from behind her back and testing the rope in his hands. Slightly tearfully, the tasty thirteen year old who was still trying to get her hear around the turn her afternoon had taken raised her arms above her head, stretching her stomach taught and pushing forward her small but round and perky boobs. Craig wound the rope twice around her wrists and tied it off then pushed them against right-hand upright of the frame from which Natasha’s mum’s carcass was hanging and tied them in place. Next he knelt down, his face level with her pussy, and tied her ankles to the base of the pole.

“While I’m down here…” he chuckled. “Anyone mind?” He glanced up at the host and Margaret.

“Not at all!” The host chuckled. “Let us know how she tastes!”

“Just don’t get in the way when Hannah gets back.” His employer told him a little sharply. “And make sure nothing on the grill burns!”

“Oh I’ll keep an eye on that for now.” the host offered, setting down his beer on the brick edge of the grill and picking up the barbecue tools to check on the cooking meat of his late wife. “When you’re done,” he suggested, “why not strip off the rest of that meat?” He pointed with the fork towards the bloody carcass. “Make room for Goldilocks there?” This provoked a chuckle from those waiting in line for their meat. “Stick the meat on a trolley and the bones and scraps in the soup with the piglets?”

“Good idea!” Margaret smiled. “I think she’d like that.”

Chloe closed her eyes and looked upwards as the young caterer began to lick between her legs, pushing his tongue into her tender opening. She felt humiliated, naked and bound in front of all these strangers, afraid of her impending slaughter but also aroused at having her tender young virgin cunt licked by this handsome young man.

Craig was very talented, knowing exactly what he was doing, and soon she was moaning in pleasure, wetting his face in her arousal as he licked, teased and caressed with his tongue. As a finale of sorts, he lightly bit her clit, pushing her over the edge into orgasm. Standing up and wiping his mouth, he took a playful bow to the amused applause of the guests.

(More later I hope)