Giggling, the two little explorers ran over to the pole where they would be displayed for the guests before going in the pot. Seeing what was going on, Shelia and a blonde lady who had to be Tara’s mum wandered over to watch, both chatting happily with glasses of wine in their hands despite how early it still was. It was a party, after all!

“Are you sure you want your arms up like that?” Mollie asked, seeing how the girls were posing ready for the ropes, back to back on either side of the pole with their arms above their heads and wrists crossed over. “It will get pretty uncomfortable!”

“So will being boiled alive!” Poppy pointed out matter-of-factly. “And we want to properly look the part and show off our bodies as best we can! I know we don’t look like you or Tasha but people will still enjoy seeing us naked, right?”

“Absolutely!” Mollie assured her, threading a rope through one of the holes in the post so she could use it to tie them both. “They’ll get to see how cute, pretty and delicious you look!” The girls both looked pleased by this.

“Tighter!” Tara urged as the rope was wrapped around both sets of wrists and the pole. “Make it feel real!” Mollie obliged then wrapped another rope around their legs, half way down the shin then a find third one around their tummies which she pulled tight, to their apparent satisfaction.

“How’s that?” Mollie asked when she was done.

“Perfect!” Poppy cried and both girls made a show of struggling against their bonds, proving that they were bound securely.

“I’ll make sure someone discretely loosens them when it’s time for you to make a run for it.” Mollie leaned in and whispered. “That should be fun!” The girls agreed with broad grins and Mollie now led Carl to the post beside them. After snipping the cable tie which bound his hands, she secured him to his own pole but with his hands behind his back. As they were playing members of the tribe giving themselves and their bodies voluntarily, Selena and Lydia did not need to be bound and instead, just as Megan had done at her own party, would be handing out drinks to the guests as they arrived.

It was not long before that began and Mollie was kept busy supervising her team and making sure the trays of drinks were kept full. Although she got several rather hungry looks in her direction, it was the girls of the family who got the most attention, and rightly so. It really warmed Mollie’s heart to see the confidence with which Selena mingled with her assorted family members and their extended families as well as an assortment of family friends, flirting and showing off her body. It can’t have been easy for her, looking so like Natasha but not yet growing into her figure and Mollie could see a lot of herself at that age in the thin little pre-teen. Perhaps in another couple of years she would have filled out and developed some nice, meaty curves but nobody was ever going to know, now! Still, she really seemed to have found her confidence and looked so happy, clearly excited by the prospect of what was to come, something she teased some of the guests about without giving too much away!

One couple showed up with a large, very friendly brown Labrador who seemed very pleased to see everyone and was welcomed equally in turn. Just as Mollie was walking past the two tied up little girls on her way to check on Cole who was preparing another tray of drinks, the dog tugged his owners towards them and immediately, as dogs often do, started sniffing around Poppy’s crotch. There was some affectionate laughter from the adults around which turned a little awkward when he began to enthusiastically lick her exposed little fillet. The seven year old giggled at first and the dog’s embarrassed owners tried to pull him away but Poppy cried out not to, to let him lick, Her giggles turned to sweet moans of pleasure as the friendly dog went to town, the adults exchanging awkward smiles while others came over to watch the show, until both girl and dog seemed to be satisfied.

“Bring him round to say hello to me!” Tara urged, prompting amused chuckles from the guests.

“You should save him some bones afterwards!” Poppy suggested. “There’s going to be lots and they just get thrown away!”

“Make sure he gets some of our meat too!” Tara added, between squeaks and giggles as the dog found her fillet equally worthy of investigation.

“Damn!” Selena’s fourteen year old cousin Mike chuckled as he took a drink from her tray, standing beside her as they both watched the dog’s antics. “That dog gets way more action than I do!”

“Wanna do something about that?” Selena asked slyly.

“What do you...oh!” Mike exclaimed as the twelve year old’s hand began to rub the front of his trousers. Noticing what was going on, Mollie wordlessly passed by and took the tray from Selena’s other hand. “Should we…?”

“You’re gonna watch me tie in that pot over there,” she informed him in a husky voice, “then while my head watches from one of those spikes, you’re gonna eat my meat!” Mike gulped, not entirely sure that he wasn’t being pranked as his cousin pressed her naked body up against him. “I want you to fuck me against the pot where I’m going to die!” she told him. An instruction rather than an invitation.

“Oh.. I mean,” Mike stammered. “I’ve never actually…”

“Never fucked anyone?” Selena looked up at him and licked her lips. “Well I’ve never been fucked before so I won’t really know if you’re any good or not. Besides, even if it goes badly, I’m getting cooked and eaten soon! It’s not like you’re gonna have to see me ever again!” Putting her hand on the back of his head, she pulled him in for a deep and passionate kiss. His fresh drink fell to the ground and spilled out over the grass although fortunately the glass didn’t break and he began to explore her body with his hands, especially her firm, round ass. “I’m damn good at blowjobs ‘though!” she informed him once they both came up for air. “Maybe if there’s time you can have one of those too!”

Grabbing his hand, she pulled him towards the pot, silencing his protests about people seeing by reminding him that was so much going on, nobody was likely to pay them any attention and, even if they did see, what did it matter?

“Okay!” she said, putting her hands on the rim of the pot that was warmed by the sun but not yet being heated up, standing on the far side from where the girls and Carl, who was getting a lot of admiration of his own, not to mention photographs taken both of him alone and of various women and girls positing beside him, some even shamelessly gripping his skewered sausage, not that he was complaining, were tied up, Selena stuck out her backside, offering her glistening, pre-teen cunt to her handsome cousin. Unzipping his trousers and pulled them and his underpants down to his knees, Mike took hold of her hips and, still not quite able to believe that what was happening was real, he entered her from behind.

“Harder!” she urged, pushing back against him. “Don’t make love to me! I want you to fuck me! Hard!” The fourteen year old did not need telling twice and began to thrust into his pretty cousin, his thighs slapping against her ass as he did so. “Yes! Yes! Harder!” she urged. “Keep going! Harder! Don’t stop!” Her voice carried and the pair soon began to attract an audience of their own but there was no shock or disapproval from anyone, just shouts of encouragement for the young pair and exclamations of kudos for Mike. “Fuck! Yes! Yes! Fuck me before you eat me! Yes! Aaaah!” Selena cried out in blissful climax at the same moment that Mike shot his load inside her and the audience of guests erupted into enthusiastic applause. Selena was still gripping the side of the pot to steady herself when she received an unexpected question.

“Is this party invitation only?” Mike’s dad, her Uncle Luke, asked. “Or can anyone join?”

“Huh?” Selena asked, a little confused. But before she could say any more, her uncle had unzipped his trousers and was taking hold of her hips, roughly entering her tight, pre-teen cunt, using his own son’s cum as lube. “Oh… Fuck yes!” Selena exclaimed, closing her eyes, still riding the high of her last orgasm which was now being prolonged by her uncle’s much larger, thicker, more forceful manhood.


To be continued...