Relishing the opportunity to throw professional boundaries to the wind, Mollie put her tongue to good use between Maria’s legs, making her willing slave first moan with pleasure then cry out until she was practically screaming.

“Hey, slavelets!” she grinned at the two spit-roasters on the sofa who seemed to have had enough of pleasuring each other for the time being and were instead snuggled together watching the show. They grinned and looked at her with eager expectation, wondering what she was going to ask of them. “What kind of bath do you have here?”

“A really cool one!” Isabella enthused. “With jets and everything!”

“Nice and big?” Mollie sat back on her haunches and asked with a mischievous grin. Both girls nodded emphatically.

“Yeah!” Sophia confirmed. “We all go in it together sometimes. It’s like a hot tub really!”

“Perfect!” Mollie grinned. “Go run us a bath, would you?” Giggling, the naked sisters ran off to do as they were asked. Once they were gone, Mollie stood and kicked off her shoes then pulled down her tights and panties under her dress which she then hitched up so that she could straddle Maria’s hips. She leaned forward and kissed her again and the delectable oven-roaster opened her eyes to look lovingly into hers. Rubbing herself against Maria’s belly, Mollie fondled and squeezed her lovely breasts.

“You’re gonna walk around that party completely naked,” Mollie informed her slave in a husky whisper, understanding that she was one of those meat-girls for whom the total submission being cooked and eaten involved was a major part of the appeal, “and all your friends and family are going to know that you are meat!” She kissed her again, pinching her big nipples between finger and thumb. “That’s all you will be! Not the host,” another kiss, “not a guest,” followed by another, “just the food! Everyone will be looking at your naked body and the only thing they will be thinking about is how delicious you and your little girls look!” With the exception of the part about the daughters, Mollie knew these words applied equally well to herself and the thought further stoked the already blazing fire between her legs.

Leaning forward again, Mollie began to lick and bite Maria’s lovely nipples, lightly at first then with a little more force, making the mature piggy moan with pleasure. At the same time, Mollie rubbed herself against Maria’s stomach, her skin warm and silky. Within minutes, they were both climaxing explosively, red-faced and beaded with sweat. Mollie reached forward and unclipped Maria’s cuffs then stood and held out a hand to help her to her feet.

“I really need that bath now!” she observed, adjusting her dress and smoothing it down modestly even ‘though she knew full well it would be coming off as soon as they reached the bathroom. She then pulled Maria into a close embrace and kissed her again, hands exploring her delicious, naked body and wishing that she could be the one to prepare it and enjoy a slice or two once she was done, but knowing that by the time Maria and her daughters cooked, she would be nothing but a happy memory and some bio-matter mixed in with the rest at the recycling plant. “Guess you’d better show me the way to the bathroom, huh?”

Giggling, Maria took her hand and led her out to the hallway and up the stairs. The carpet felt luxurious under Mollie’s bare feet, like walking on cloud. A warm, steamy aroma with a hint of peppermint called to her from the end of the landing and from behind the slightly-ajar door came the sound of running water mixed with happy girlish giggling. Grinning like a little girl herself and still gripping Mollie’s hand tightly, Maria used her other to push the door all the way open, revealing the girls sat on the edge of an ivory-white spa pool, their bodies gleaming as if recently oiled and Sophia holding a bottle of some kind of lotion in her lap. As well as the bath, there was a toilet, twin sinks and a walk-in shower area. The floor and walls were covered tiles bearing an ivory and green marble-style pattern.

To be continued...