As a safety measure at some point in the last hundred years, the school had been compelled to install a fire-escape like a hotel with an access door on each floor. The girls had been warned many times that opening the door would automatically trigger the fire alarm so they were only to be used in an emergency. Of course, like most such fire doors, they could only be opened from the inside anyway by pushing down on a heavy metal bar. Laura remembered once, in her first year at the school, one of the older girls had triggered a false alarm by opening the door on their floor, not believing the warnings, and had been given a month’s detention which, at the strict boarding school meant having to do extra school work until dinner time then chores until bed. Helen, however, claimed to have learned at trick that would enable them to sneak out. Helen went first so that it would not look suspicious if the pair of them were spotted roaming the corridor and, in case the trick she’d been taught didn’t work, it would only be her that got in trouble over it. Since the ten minutes had passed and the alarm was not blaring, Laura knew everything must have worked out and made her way, as softly as she could, down the corridor.

Soon enough, she reached the little off-shoot of the main corridor which led to the fire door. Taking a deep breath and feeling more nervous than she had about anything in the last couple of weeks, she pushed against the reinforced door itself, not against the bar. It slowly swung open and no alarms were triggered. As she passed through, she looked up and, in the soft glow of the green sign above it, saw the small piece of tin-foil taped to the sensor which tricked the door into thinking it was still closed and, before closing it behind her, checked that the piece of tape holding the spring-loaded latch back so that the door could not lock behind her was still in place.

Relieved, she pushed the door not quite closed but enough that anyone passing in the darkness would assume it to be so, then took off her slippers and carefully descended to metal staircase, twisting back and forth, in her bare feet. Helen was waiting for her at the bottom.

“You made it, then?” Her friend grinned, hugging her. “Quite a rush, huh?”

“I think that’s actually the first rule I’ve ever deliberately broken since I’ve been here!” Laura admitted, her heart pounding. “This had better be worth it!”

“Oh trust me!” Helen giggled. “It will be!” Carefully, the pair made their way around the edge of the building to the single line of trees which formed a kind of edge to the meadow, dividing it from
the fields beyond where the courts and pitches used for outdoor sports were set up. Both girls gave an excited shudder as they passed the cannibal village setup and began to flit from one tree to the next, keeping to the shadows as much as possible just in case anyone should be looking out of the window and catch a glimpse of them in the moonlight.

“Are you going to tell me where we’re going yet?” Laura pleaded as the passed the lake.

“To the woods of course!” Helen grinned.

“Yeah but why?” insisted Laura.

“You’ll see when we get there!” Soon enough, they reached the edge of the copse, hearing the occasional sound of a car passing on the road beyond. “Got your torch?” Helen asked. Laura took it out her pocket and waved it, without turning it on. “Good! It’s going to be a lot darker once we get under the trees.” A few paces further and she told her that it was safe to put the torch on, which was a relief as the lush canopy above really was blocking all but the most persistent shafts of moonlight, meaning Laura felt the need to hold one hand out in front of her as she walked to avoid colliding with a tree. Sure, she was getting slaughtered and chopped to bits the next day, but she had not reckoned on doing so with a broken nose!

Keeping the beams of their small torches low, the girls walked between the trees, Helen apparently looking out for something up ahead but refusing to say what it was. Suddenly, another light appeared, shining towards them.

“Quick!” Helen urged. “Turn your torch off!” Laura did as she was told then Helen flashed hers three times and was answered by three flashes in return. Then the light became a solid beam once more lighting up the ground in front of them like a magical path. “Great! They’re over there!” Helen grabbed Laura’s hand and practically pulled her towards the source of the light. Laura had not been sure what to expect at the end of her friend’s strange treasure hunt but this was certainly not it!

There on the floor, sat on a large picnic blanket with one of them lighting candles in camping lanterns and the other pouring some wine, a plate of cupcakes in front of them and a cooler behind them were Helen’s two brothers, Josh and Michael.

“Hey!” They both stood up to hug her as she ran to them. “Great to see you!”

“You too!” She hugged them both warmly and kissed them on the cheeks. “So glad you made it! You know Laura, right?”

“We’ve met, I think?” Michael replied, holding out his hand to shake which Laura did happily.

“Don’t know if I’ve had the pleasure,” replied seventeen year old Josh, “but that’s easily fixed!” He shook Laura’s hand in his turn. “Please!” He gestured to the blanket. “Join us!” The girls sat down on the soft blanket, tucking their night-shits over their knees and flicking the tails of their dressing-gowns out behind them, in the warm night air, illuminated by the soft orange glow of the lanterns, and accepted the glasses of wine that Michael offered them.

“Help yourself to cakes too!” he pushed the plate towards them and both girls did so happily.

“How did you get here?” Laura asked, once she’d swallowed her first bite of a delicious chocolate cupcake. “Ooh these are good, by the way! Home made?”

“By mum, yeah!” Josh grinned. “We told her we’d drop them off so you could have one in the morning. Don’t drop us in it now, will you?” He winked, grinning in a way that made Laura blush a little.

“My family got their invite to the feast on Saturday,” Helen explained, “siblings too since I’m on the menu, and they thought they’d made a little holiday of it so they actually drove up this morning and rented a little place not too far from here. Remember when I took the books up to our bedroom earlier?” she grinned, “and you probably thought I was taking ages?” Laura nodded. “Well I was calling Michael and asking them to come meet us!”

“What about Amy?” Laura asked, taking a sip of the sparkling wine which was sweet and delicious and almost immediately made her start to feel a little giggly.

“Past her bed time!” Michael chuckled, taking a small sip of his own. “And… yeah, not her kind of evening! We told Mum and Dad we were going to find a nice little country pub for a couple of pints and drove here. There’s a lay-by just up the road where we were able to leave the car.

“Isn’t there a fence ‘though?” Laura asked. She had once walked as deep into the woods as it was possible to do and come up against a tall, Victorian-looking wrought-iron fence, beyond which the trees continued for a little way before opening out to the road. Had the brothers found a gap in it? Or a gate, perhaps, that she didn’t know about?

“Amazing where a little step-ladder, a lot of determination and wearing old jeans you don’t care about will get you!” laughed Josh.

“Well it’s nice to see you of course,” Laura smiled between bites of cupcake and sips of wine, “but that sounds like a lot of effort for a picnic!”

“They’re not here for a picnic, silly!” Helen giggled.

“Then why…?”

“We’re, umm,” Michael answered a little awkwardly, “your going-away present from Helen. If you’re up for it of course?”

“Up for…” Laura was puzzled. “What the fuck is going on here?”

“What the fuck indeed!” Helen grinned proudly. “You said you were kinda regretting that you’d never done it with a guy and I happened to know two guys who were available and willing to help you out!”

“Wow!” Laura downed the last of her wine. “You’ve come here to… fuck me?”

“If you want us to!” Josh shrugged and held out his arms, hands palm-upwards.

“Well I’d hate for you to have a wasted trip!” Laura giggled, feeling the effect of the wine. “How are we going to do this? Should I undress or…”

“How about we play a little warm-up game first?” Helen grinned. “Did you bring the scarfs?”

“Of course!” Michael chuckled, reaching into the cooler and pulling out two soft-looking lengths of cloth.

Helen took one from him and tied it around Laura’s eyes like a blindfold. “Stand up for me,” she said, holding her friend’s elbow, “carefully!” Laura got to her feet, supported by Helen. She then felt the belt of her dressing-gown being undone then it was pulled off her shoulders. “This next!” Helen chuckled as she lifted the hem of Laura’s night-shirt. Laura lifted her arms to make it easier to pull over her head, feeling the warm evening air on her now bare-breasts and realising that she was exposed to the two handsome boys she barely knew. “And finally…” Helen giggled as she pulled down Laura’s panties. “There we are! All ready! Can’t see, can you?” Laura shook her head, confirming that the blindfold was holding. “Great. Now back down on your knees!” The naked teen did as she was told.

“What’s the other scarf for?” she asked. “Are you going to tie my hands or something?”

“No,” Helen replied, accompanied by the sounds of rapid shedding of clothes, “that’s for me! What?” she giggled, “Didn’t think I was going to let you have all the fun did you?”

“Okay, here’s what’s going to happen!” Helen grinned to her naked, blindfolded friend. “One of my brothers is gonna put their dick in your mouth and you’re gonna suck it for thirty seconds or so and I’m gonna suck the other one. Then I’m gonna ask you to guess who it was and if you get it right, they’ll fuck you while the other one fucks me and if you get it wrong, the other one will fuck you while you carry on sucking this first one until they cum, got it?”

“Got it!” Laura confirmed, her head spinning and heart racing, unable to quite believe what was about to happen despite the many bizarre and shocking twists her soon-to-be-ended life had taken recently! “But what about you if I take both of them?”

“Oh we’re not in any rush!” she heard one of the brothers, Josh, she thought, chuckle in reply. “We’ll make sure neither of you go to bed disappointed!”

“Ready?” the slightly older-sounding voice asked.

“Ready!” the girls chorused together. There was a little low chuckling and whispering between the brothers as they shuffled back and forth so that Laura would not be able to guess who was who based on any memory of where they’d been standing or which direction a voice had come from. A moment later there was the sound of unzipping and belts being undone. Laura opened her mouth wide, eagerly, her tongue out and waiting.

As she waited, she wondered what a dick would feel like in her mouth. What would it taste like? Would it be the same as going down on a girl? She felt something thick and hard invade her mouth so wrapped her tongue around it and close her lips. She began to caress the warm cock with her tongue while bobbing her head back and forth, her lips sliding along the shaft like a popsicle. Taking the mystery cock as deep as she could, she felt balls bounce on her chin and a nest of pubes tickled her nose. Curious, she inhaled deeply – the bushy hair smelled like a mix of teen boy musk and Axe body-spray. She was just finding her rhythm and really getting into the first blow-job she had ever given when she felt a hand on her shoulder and, with what must have taken super-human self control, the throbbing dick was pulled from her mouth.

“So?” Helen giggled. “Who did you get?”

“I think…” Laura thought hard for a moment. It felt unfair – she really had so little to go on. Was a nineteen year old’s cock really any bigger than a seventeen year old’s? Was the one she had been sucking even big? It felt big but it was the first one she’d ever handled so had nothing to compare it to. Yet somehow, she had a feeling, a hunch about who it had belonged to. “Was it Josh?”

“Wow, correct!” Josh laughed from just in front of her and she could hear Helen giggle to her side.

“Yay!” Helen giggled. “How did you know?”

“I just guessed.” Laura shrugged, sitting back on her haunches. “Can I take the blindfold off now?”

“For now I guess!” giggled Helen. Laura pulled the scarf off her face and saw the younger brother standing in front of her, his dick proud and erect, wet with her spit and glistening a little in the candle-light. As she had supposed, Helen was equally naked and sat stroking her older brother’s erection, looking at it hungrily. “So now we both get fucked! Come on!” She turned around and stuck her backside towards Michael, presenting her eager young cunt, “Show me what I can expect from the spit tomorrow!” With no further encouragement needed, Michael was quickly on his knees, jeans and underwear around his ankles, letting out a long sigh of satisfaction as he popped his little sister’s cherry.

“How do you want to do this?” Josh asked gently, sitting down in the rug next to Laura and stroking the side of her face. “I can be rough like them,” he looked over at his siblings, rutting with all the romance of wild animals and with just as much enthusiasm, “or more gentle? I know we don’t know each other but I’m here as a gift to you and I want your first time to be as close to how you dreamed it would be as possible.”

“I think I’d like it gentle the first time.” Laura blushed a little. “More like love-making. Although that does look fun too!” She glanced over at Helen and Michael. He was thrusting hard from behind, one hand on her hip and the other pulling on her thick, ginger pony-tail. With every thrust she panted and her pert teen boobies jiggled beneath her. “Think you’ve got more than one go in you?”

“I guarantee it!” He grinned then kissed her softly on the lips. It was a tender, romantic kiss, the type of kiss that a fairytale princess receives from her Prince Charming. He leaned back to see her reaction then went in for another, harder this time, more passionate. Laura pressed herself against him and began to unbutton his shirt. He helped her by pulling his jeans the rest of the way off, taking his shoes and socks with them, then held her by the shoulders as they lay down on the soft blanket, the orange candle-light reflecting off both their bodies as they embraced. Their tongues and legs entwined as they kissed, his hands exploring every inch of her body and she exploring his. He kissed her neck then her breast, teasing her sensitive nipple just a little with his teeth then lay her gently on her back, parting her legs and kneeling between them. Once again he brought his lips down to meet hers but this time, as he did so, she felt him enter her, forcing her tight, virginal pussy lips apart just as Mr Miller’s fingers had but so much more delicious.

Slowly he began to slide in and out of her, kissing in turn her lips, breasts and neck while she wrapped her legs around him and clawed at his back with her finger-nails. Helen came noisily with her brother not far behind and, once she had managed to get her breath back, she sat on the run to watch her friend receive her parting gift. Michael sat down behind her, his arms around her middle and she laid her head on his shoulder, the way she had done with Laura in the bath.

“Are you looking forward to eating me?” she smiled up at him softly.

“Oh yeah!” He kissed her shoulder and neck, one hand still on her warm belly but the other moving up to gently massage her breast. “Amy says she’s hoping to get one of these! For me, I want a slice of this!” He reached down and patted her firm, round backside and she giggled. Laura was breathing faster now, so close to climax.

“May I cum inside you?” Josh asked politely.

“Do it!” Laura urged. “Please!” With a groan, Josh spent his first load of the evening inside her and Laura through her head back, crying out in ecstasy. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him close, kissing him deeply then the pair carefully parted and sat up, a little surprised to notice they had an audience. “Enjoy the show?” Laura giggled.

“Very sweet and romantic, I’m sure!” teased Helen. “But now you’ve popped your cherry, I wanna have some fun!

“What did you have in mind?” Laura chuckled, teasing out her hair with her fingers and still glowing from the first orgasm she had ever received from a boy. Helen grinned and leaned forward.

“Here’s what we’re gonna do next!” She explained with a glimmer in her eye that had nothing to do with the candles. “You and me are gonna get on all fours and I’m gonna suck Josh like a vacuum cleaner while you lick me and Michael fucks you! As soon as either you or I cum, we’re turn round and you suck Michael while Josh fucks me and I lick my brother’s cum out of your tight little cunt! Deal? Then we switch again and keep going like that until the boys are worn out!”

Still riding the wave of her orgasm, Laura felt as if she were in the middle of a surreal but wonderful dream as she got onto her hands and knees. Like most girls her age she had never given much thought to her own death, not before recent events had begun to unfold anyway, but if she had ever pondered what her last night alive would involve, she would never have guessed it would be a candle-lit orgy in the woods! The taste of Helen’s cunt, pushed provocatively in her face, however, brought a comforting familiarity although a new experience also as the sweetness of her girl-juices mixed with the savoury cream her brother had pumped inside her. That same brother who was now taking her quite roughly from behind while Helen licked Laura’s own cunt-juice from her younger brother’s throbbing cock.

She worked her tongue fast as Michael thrust behind her. He was a little bigger than his brother but, while Josh had made love to her, Michael was fucking her hard and fast. The sensations of pleasure were so overwhelming that they were almost pain, but a delicious pain she could not get enough of! Less than two minutes after he had entered her, Laura was crying out once more.

“Switch!” giggled Helen, sliding her head back and releasing Josh’s cock, much to his frustration as his little sister, it turned out, had a very talented tongue! Still, he was about to bury it in her tight teenage cunt and that had to have its charms too! Michael pulled out of Laura and stood waiting, hard and proud as she turned around. Helen put her tongue to work on Laura’s slightly sore, freshly fucked cunt as she took Michael in her mouth, tasting her own juices on his cock which he immediately began to thrust, banging on the back of her throat as Josh rammed his eager cock into his little sister’s hungry, dripping cunt.

Laura’s eyes opened wide in shock as Michael exploded in her mouth, squirting his hot, thick load down her throat. She sucked hungrily at the thick, salty head of his cock, greedily sucking the last drops but he showed no sign of wilting. Being fucked at the same time seemed to give Helen extra enthusiasm for licking her friend and this time it was impossible to say which of them came first as both cried out at the same time.

“Boys switch this time!” ordered Helen. The brothers obediently changed ends, high-fiving each other as they passed, and Laura soon found herself sucking on the cock that had deflowered her minutes earlier while Michael’s made a return visit to Helen’s greedy teen cunt. When Helen screamed this time, Laura welcomed the first cock she had ever experienced back inside her while Helen sucked her brother’s as she had done at Christmas, bringing everyone’s experiences full circle. When both boys had shot another load each and the girls could no longer tell one orgasm from the next, the four lay in a messy, sweaty tangle on the blanket, finishing the wine and cupcakes in a scene worthy of any Pompeian fresco.

“I hate to sound like the grown-up here,” Michael sighed, “but we need to be heading back and you two probably need to head to bed.” Both girls were laying with their heads in his lap and he twiddled both their hair around his fingers while Josh caressed Laura’s legs and rubbed her feet. “The pub closed half an hour ago you don’t want to be over-tired for your big day, huh?” He reached down and caressed Laura’s left boob.

“True!” She sat up with a contented sigh. “And you don’t wanna be falling asleep while you’re eating me!” She teased Helen. The knowledge that she had only a little over twelve hours left to live playing in the back of her mind, Laura shared long, languorous kisses filled with passion and gratitude first with Michael and then with Josh.

“Hope you enjoyed your present?” Josh smiled sweetly at her, pushing her hair out of her face once more.

“Oh yes!” She kissed him again. “It was wonderful!”

“You go.” Michael smiled after the four were dressed once more. The girls had their night-shirts and dressing gowns back on but has both opted to leave their panties off, feeling more than a little sore between their legs but immensely satisfied. “We’ll tidy up here.”

“Thank you.” Helen stood on her tip-toes to kiss her big brother but this time it was the friendly kiss of one sibling to another. “Thanks for helping us out tonight!” She grinned. “Hope you’re looking forward to Saturday?”

“Can’t wait!” Michael grinned. Helen turned her back, hitched up her robe and shirt and slapped her bare ass.

“Good!” She giggled. “Because there’s a nice juicy slice of this with your name on it! Come on,” she giggled, seeing how Laura was once more wrapped in Josh’s arms sharing a kiss which was anything but sisterly. “Put him down and let’s get you to bed! Don’t want my last meal to be all tired and stringy!” The teens finally broke off the kiss and Laura stepped back, holding Josh’s hand until the last second.

“I’ll miss you!” He told her softly. Laura gave no verbal reply but kissed her fingers and blew it to him as Helen took her hand and led her away.

“I think I’m gonna give my copy of the nymph book to Josh.” Laura smiled a little dreamily as the friends made their way back up towards the school, both with a distinct spring in their step even if their damp, cum-filled young cunts chaffed a little as they walked. “Can you make sure he gets it?”

“Don’t you want your parents to have it?” Helen asked.

“Miss Lawrence can print them another.” Laura shrugged. “I want them to have one, sure, but I want to write a special message in the one for Josh!”

“Fair enough!” Helen giggled. “I’ll give it to him before my ass gets spitted on Saturday!”

“Thought it was your pussy that was getting spitted?” teased Laura.

“You know what I mean!” Helen stuck out her tongue and giggled.

Charlotte was asleep by the time the friends got back to the bedroom. Helen had been careful to remove the tin foil and tape from the fire exit and they walked back to their room together, deciding that if anyone challenged them they would say that Helen had been nearly done in the bathroom when Laura came in and decided to wait for her, which was a plausible explanation and would justify why they were wandering out of bed together in the middle of the night. Emily sat up when she saw them come in.

“Guess it went well then?” She whispered with distinct amusement in her voice. “I was wondering how long to wait before I came looking for you!”

“You’d have got a bit surprise,” Helen teased, “but not a teddy-bear’s picnic! Come on piggy!” She tugged Laura by the hand over to her own bed, sitting down on the edge. “Let’s get you into bed!” The bed was small, designed for one person, but the girls happily squeezed themselves into it. The night-shirts were quickly shed and the two naked young meat-girls spent the few remaining hours of night wrapped in each other’s arms, their soft hands exploring each other’s delicious bodies even as they slept.

While everyone had wanted to check out the three meat-girls from the floor in the shower the day they had been chosen, that morning it was Laura alone who was centre of attention. Some girls asked how she was feeling and whether she was excited, others gave her warm hugs and words of encouragement but some stood at a respectful distance watching in quiet awe as she washed her toned but meaty young body under the hot water, knowing she was hours at most from slaughter. If anyone noticed how red her recently-fucked teen cunt was, nobody mentioned it.

Wanting to follow the rules on her last morning but not wanting pressure marks on her body since it was likely her slaughter would be photographed or maybe even filmed, Laura went down to breakfast with her friends wearing her shirt, tie, blazer, skirt, socks and shoes but with no underwear beneath. Wearing her school uniform with no bra beneath her shirt felt even stranger than going without panties!

She ate lightly, too excited and nervous to have much of an appetite but also aware that it would not be good for her belly to be too full when she was slaughtered, especially as she was going to be hung upside-down! The last thing she wanted was to spend her final moments throwing up! Still, it was nice to sit with her friends one last time, especially knowing that, come lunch time, it would be her own meat that some of those friends would be tucking into!

“Before you go to your lessons, girls,” Mrs Henderson smiled, taking once more to the lectern on the stage, “I have something I’d like to show you.” Miss Lawrence and Mr Malcolm, one of the Maths teachers, quickly joined her on the stage and stood by the table towards the back of the stage where something was clearly laying but, from their seats, the girls could not see what. “As you know,” the head mistress continued, beaming warmly at her students, “we were lucky enough to have a visit yesterday from a reporter and photographer from a national newspaper who came to interview and take some lovely photos of our wonderful volunteer tributes.”

“So that’s what we’re being called now?” Helen giggled to Laura as some of the girls around them patted them on the shoulders in congratulation and encouragement.