Chapter 1
Ever since they were little kids, Lez and Stacy had a dream. They had a dream
of opening a large doughnut and coffee shop for the small town they lived in.
They wanted to manage it and everything. They always talked about how they wanted
to make the doughnuts, sprinkles, and the types of cream, the nuts, the fruit
filling, all of that stuff. They both went up into the old barn across the dirt
road from Lez’s house to discuss what they would do, and they would also
role played it out together.
“Sir, the selection of doughnuts are here.” Stacy pointed to a box
that they had used to represent the case full of doughnuts. “You will find
we have a very large selection to choose from.”
They thought of everything. They even thought of who would make the doughnuts
and who would be selling them. They had made it already clear that Lez would make
them, and Stacy would be sales. They also thought of where to get the supplies.
They had already asked the local food supply distributor if they could supply
these foods to them if they wanted to. Being kids, the distributor would say anything
positive to them.
They had asked the man that was unloading a truck into their local food mart “Why
sure kids. But you have to work for the ingredients to make the doughnuts first.
Making a business like this takes money. You also need a business license.”
They were concerned after talking to the man. There was so much more they hadn’t
thought of after all, but that was their concern when they were eleven years old.
Now that they have grown, both Lez and Stacy had taken classes in business and
general cooking. They had taken every step. No matter the obstacles, even when
Lez was always said to be extremely bright, and Stacy being very dexterous and
strong for being such a tall hot babe.
After all of the necessary steps, they finally made it to the final phase.
Both Lez and Stacy were very hot and attractive young girls. They both were practically
the same age, except Stacy was about one month and two weeks older. However, that
did not make a difference in their maturity and how they perceived each other.
Currently they both were twenty years of age. Their looks, well, you will see
as I write this story.
After practically ten years of planning they were ready. They had the money, they
had the knowledge, and they had the power. They had a building and had the goods
being shipped by the same distributor of the guy they had spoke to when they were
eleven.
They walked around within the building. “Wow, we finally did it Stacy.”
Lez excitedly spoke to her.
Stacy smiled brightly and as equally excited. “Wow, our dreams finally come
true as soon as the shipment comes in!”
Stacy observed the counter that she would be selling doughnuts at. “I bet
seventy-five percent of this town has never had a doughnut!” Stacy commented.
“They will be getting a treat that is for sure!”
After they had acquainted themselves with the building they decided to sleep in
the building for the night. They had decided this before they went to the building
so they already had sleeping bags ready. The two girls had never practiced lesbian
sex before shockingly. They were always talking about guys, and the doughnut shop.
They had a blast without sex. During their college classes, they spent a lot of
time away from one another. It made them become more of a friendship relationship
rather than what they had been as kids.
They talked all night, being too excited to sleep. They talked about what they
could do with the place. They also talked about what kind of stuff they wanted
in their doughnuts. They threw things back and forth with things like “How
about melting a peanut butter cup into the middle of a doughnut?” “I’ve
got an awesome idea! How about making a cream that tastes like EggNog for the
holidays, and letting the dough crisp a little more than most other doughnuts?”
They all were good ideas, but they knew they had to start with the basics. They
had the batter machines in the back of the store. They knew with the small town,
it wouldn’t have too many people coming in so having only two workers Lez
and Stacy wouldn’t be bad.
The next morning they were awaken by the knock on the door. It was about nine
in the morning. Stacy was the first up on her feet and to open the door. They
saw a large truck and the trailer pointing to the loading terminal of the building.
Stacy started getting really excited and started to shout towards Lez.
“Lez! The shipment is here!” She helped getting her onto her feet.
“Yea, you need to sign this.” The man spoke finally.
Stacy took the pen and looked at the form. She then signed and the man started
unloading the shipment into the building, and after a short time, the truck left.
“Wow, flour, sugar, all these cream making stuff! Wow I’m in heaven!”
Lez screamed.
“Ok, ok, settle down we need to get all of this stuff sorted and placed
into the right spot! Tomorrow we open the doors!” They began lifting the
heavy bags. They also used hand-trucks to get most of it since they were not strong
enough.
After that, they decided to try the doughnut maker but found out it was much more
difficult to operate than the manual says. It became eleven at night and Lez was
wearing a tank top and shorts and Stacy was just sweating with her pajamas still
on. “Ok pour the flour into the duct labeled ‘Flour’.”
She did as it was said. “Now connect the water filter hose to the connection
labeled ‘water’”
It became two o’clock before they successfully made an ok tasting doughnut.
After that, they just decided to give it one more day before opening the place
up.
In the morning they tried even more. They began making progress. They had made
their first glazed doughnut with the instructions in the catalog. It tasted wonderful,
especially when it was hot.
“MMM,” Lez moaned at the great taste of the doughnut. “Wow,
this is good!”
They decided to wake up at about five A.M. from now on and start on the glazed
doughnuts early. They decided to only sell glazed at least until they learn how
to make other types.
After another night of endless talking, they woke up again. They didn’t
have any uniforms so they tried to have matching outfits. They hadn’t thought
about uniforms until then. They had decided to work on that later. They placed
the grand opening on the local newspaper. The town’s population was about
one thousand. They were worried that the first few days would be terribly busy,
and in fact it was. It was difficult to have only two employees working there
but found out it was worth it. Once they opened, people all over the city came
in and had sampled the glazed doughnuts and coffee.
“Wow, this coffee is absolutely delicious, and I love this pastry.”
A man commented. “I am gonna have to make this my morning stop from now
on!”
Another man interrupted “I agree with you. This is wonderful. Will you be
having a more wide verity of doughnuts ma’am?” He asked Stacy.
“Oh yes, we hope to have many selections to choose from!” She just
had a bit of deja vu when she had daydreamed of saying something in that nature.
“Excellent, expect more business from me in the future, thank you very much!”
He took his coffee and started walking off while sipping.
When it became eleven o’clock, the business became very slow. Only a few
people came in during the brunch time. Then once noon came around, the business
erupted. Maybe not as bad as it was in the morning but it was pretty bad. When
it became evening, there was hardly any business. They closed around six o’clock.
Lez came up to the front and looked Stacy over. “Wow, that was work!”
Lez had her apron splashed with bunches of flour. She looked like a wreck. Stacy
however looked ok, except that her hair was messed and she smelled like she had
perspired profusely.
They drove home together. They had decided to become roommates. They had an apartment
not too far away from the doughnut shop.
“Wow that was tiresome. Maybe we’ll need help?” Stacy exhausted
and collapsed onto the couch.
“No! We can do it! I feel though that business will slow down since the
first few days are about curiosity. We can do it together Stacy!” Lez sat
right next to Stacy and looked into her eyes.
“Of course Lez.”
After a month of being in business it truly became much slower. Mostly the regulars
came in. They had about five different doughnuts by then. Bavarian cream filled
doughnut, nutty doughnut, chocolate doughnut, powdered doughnut, and of course
the glazed.
“I feel so sick Stacy!” Lez held her stomach after awaking one morning.
“I don’t know if I can work today!” She exclaimed.
“You have to Lez! I can’t run the place by myself! Sure our business
is slow but not slow enough!”
“Then I guess we’ll have to close the place down for today?”
She started to moan in pain.
“If we do that, we might lose the regulars! We don’t want that!”
“What should I do? Work while I’m sick?”
“You might have to Lez. Please don’t let me do it by myself!”
Stacy was almost in tears.
“All right I’ll do it, because I love your ass Stacy!” She got
her work clothes on.
While they worked, Lez started feeling very bad. Stacy was feeling terribly bad.
She wanted her to rest but didn’t want to do this by herself. I suppose
she would need to soon have to do it by herself one of these days. Then all of
the sudden Lez came up to the front. “Stacy! I accidentally threw up into
the batter and its being processed! What do we do?”
Stacy’s eyes grew wide, “Oh my god, you aren’t serious are you?”
“I am dead serious!” She took Stacy by the hand and brought her back
and showed the dough being processed through the machine.
Stacy started to laugh. “Oh my god that’s so fucking funny!”
She laughed.
Lez’s worries began to cease as she heard Stacy laugh. “How we going
to get it out? Does this mean we’ll have to clean the whole machine?”
Stacy thought about it and then gave her a devious plan. “How bad can throw
up taste?”
Lez gave her a disgusted facial expression “’You’ are not serious
are you?” giving emphasis on the first ‘you’.
Stacy smiled brightly, “Yes I am serious! We’ll make it a special
limited offer doughnut. Just to try it out, see what people think. Like we did
with the Bavarian cream doughnut.
“Oh my god you are crazy Stacy! Wow I feel much better ever since I thrown
up!”
Then all of the sudden they heard “Service!”
Stacy ran out quickly to the lady that was at the counter. “Hi, can I interest
you in one of our unique special edition doughnuts? It is a limited time offer!
We do this to test the tastes of the doughnuts. If you don’t like it we’ll
give you any other doughnut of your choice.”
The woman thought for a moment. She always got the glazed doughnut and a vanilla
flavored coffee. “Sure I would like to try it.”
Stacy almost laughed but contained it well. “How many do you want?”
“I’ll try one for right now, then I’ll decide!”
“Lez, one special!” Stacy shouted.
Lez brought out a mixed suprize doughnut and gave it to the woman. “Go ahead
and try it.”
The woman looked at it and wondered, “What is in it?”
“Well we decided to put in … “ she thought of what Lez ate in
the past day. “ … we took out some of the sugar and put in a bit of
oats and cinnamon. It’s a lower calorie doughnut, hopefully it will do good.”
She almost laughed again but held it in.
“Oh wonderful! It is great to see you trying help people keep a healthy
diet in this town!” She took the doughnut and held her jaw grip onto it
for a bit, sinking her teeth slowly into it, scarring both Lez and Stacy. She
ripped the doughnut off with her teeth and started chewing.
“Excuse me miss, I’ll be right back” Lez stated and ran to the
back and into the bathroom. She sat down on the toilet seat and grabbed a towel
and placed her head into it and began to laugh hard.
Stacy watched her chew it and gulp it down her throat. “Mmm very interesting
doughnut. I like it! Maybe add a little more oats and cinnamon to it and it would
be great! I don’t think I will be replacing the doughnut. May I have a vanilla
flavored coffee?” The woman said.
Stacy gave her the vanilla coffee and watched the woman leave. Then she too ran
back into the bathroom with Lez and sat on her lap and started laughing hard along
with Lez. “Oh my lord, that was so fucking funny!” Stacy was trying
to comment.
“Shit! What did she say about it?” Lez tried to spit out between her
laughing.
“She liked it! She said it could use more oats and cinnamon!” Their
laughs became more extreme.
“That was so awesome! Oh my god!”
Once they closed the shop down and got to the apartment, Lez went immediately
to her bedroom without saying any other word. Stacy was quite puzzled and just
ignored it. She sat down and watched some TV, and then fell asleep on the couch.
The next morning Lez was up and ready to do things. She had her normal work clothes
on. Stacy was wondering about Lez. She had never been this happy in the entire
time she’s known her, except the time when she visited Disney World for
her first time when she was six.
As they were at work, Lez was acting very peculiar back in the back. She kept
making doughnuts as she usually does.
Lez started laughing at what she was about to do. Stacy could hear the faint giggles
and walked back into the room. As she opened the door she could hear lots of sudden
shuffling. Stacy opened the door slowly and saw Lez doing what she usually does.
“What’s so funny? I heard some giggling back here.”
Lez quickly looked back and replied rather quickly “Nothing is funny! Don’t
worry about me!” Lez started to do what she was pretending to do.
“All right.” She began walking back up to the front. She was pondering
heavily on what Lez could be up to. Lez was the smart one. Stacy is quite smart
but Lez is much smarter. She continued on with her work and forgot about Lez’s
harsh behavior once the afternoon rush came and went. She started to go towards
the back once the business became non-existent. She regained her memory all of
the sudden and decided to creep up onto Lez. She quietly tried to peek in by opening
the door carefully and slowly. She peeked through the crack and saw her doing
her normal duties. But after about two minutes of sitting and watching she saw
her run her hand between her legs. She began to moan. Stacy’s eyes grew
wide and almost screamed but again she was good enough to keep her composure.
She never even began to imagine that Lez would be the type to Masturbate! She
decided to not say anything. It was however unsanitary to make doughnuts after
messing around with yourself. She pondered whether she washed her hands afterwards.
Stacy walked away from the door and back to her desk. She was still shocked. The
images were repeating over and over in her brain. All she really saw was her hand
going between her legs. She might have had an itch or something and she was so
relieved that the itch was being itched? What if she really was pleasuring herself
while at work? Then again she began to create images in her mind of the possibilities.
She began to see in her mind the thick juices that were left on Lez’s hand
after it being between her legs. She felt herself becoming turned on and tried
to think of something else. She thought about what kind of doughnut they should
make next. She thought about making a jack-o-lantern out of a doughnut, and filling
it with a rich sugary cream. Then she began to repeat the words ‘filling,
with rich cream’. She shook her head and started to speak to her self aloud.
“Get a hold of yourself Stacy!”
“Why?” Lez walked up on her.
Stacy looked back quickly “Oh my god! Don’t sneak up on me like that!”
She began to gasp for breath.
“I’m sorry!” Lez hugged Stacy wrapping her arms around her body
and pressing it to hers.
Stacy began to think to herself. ‘Damn her breasts feel bigger than mine.
Wow how fun it would be to hold one of them, maybe wrap my lips around…
Shut up STACY!’ Stacy almost said out loud..
“Are you ok Stacy?” as Lez continued to hug her. The length of it
started making Stacy uncomfortable.
“You know we are friends right Lez?” Stacy began to back away from
the hug.
“Yes of course? How could you think of anyway else Stacy?”
“I was just making sure Lez.” She tried to push out a fake smile.
“Well I came up to say that I have sufficient amount of doughnuts for the
rest of the day so I don’t have to do much anymore except clean up here.”
“Awesome I need the company!” Stacy smiled brightly for real this
time. But then realized what she said and to her perverted mind she began to create
images again. The image she was generating was of Lez sitting on the desk with
her legs wide. But that is all she had saw in her mind before Lez interrupted
her sick thoughts.
“You want to help me clean this crumb thing out?” She smiled.
“Sure.” Stacy went along with Lez to the back. They had installed
a motion detector to detect when the door opened so it was no problem.
Lez grabbed the hose and started spraying the crumbs out. She gave Stacy a sponge.
Stacy watched Lez’s hand start to scrub. She began herself but she was much
in a daze to really concentrate. ‘Why must I think this way! She’s
my best friend! And I am not lesbian!’ She was becoming more and more irritated
because no matter what she did she kept thinking about the nasty thoughts about
Lez.
Lez looked at Stacy with a guilty expression “Guess what!”
Stacy looked at Lez slowly. She knew that she was up to something! “What?”
“You promise you won’t get mad?” She looked into Stacy’s
eyes.
“I promise, tell me Lez!” Stacy stammered.
“The reason I was giggling back in the doughnut production line was because…”
she paused for a second. “Cause I was pissing into the dough.”
Stacy act liked she didn’t hear it and replied “What?”
Lez repeated “I… urinated in the doughnut dough”
Stacy became shocked. She had a shocked expression yet she had an excited expression
as well. “Seriously?” She exclaimed questioningly.
Lez kept watching into Stacy’s eyes and nodded.
Stacy began feeling a bit of excitement in a place she never knew would respond
to something like this. She wanted to do exactly what Lez was doing when she was
spying earlier. “You must be joking!” She was in disbelief.
“No I am not joking! Yesterday, when I vomited into the doughnut batter,
I didn’t start to like the idea until later that night. Then this morning
when I really had to piss I thought of it and decided I really wanted to do it!
No body would ever suspect! Piss is sterile and has no germs! So I substituted
about one forth of water with my piss! I just pulled my pants down and started
pissing into the measuring cup. Oh my god, I felt so wicked when the piss overflowed
the cup and started pouring down my hand. It was hot piss!”
“Stop it!” Stacy yelled. She swore she was about to orgasm, not from
the sexuality of it but the pure wickedness of it. She knew that she wouldn’t
have this feeling very many times again so she tried to cherish it, but yet again,
she tried to keep these thoughts hidden from Lez.
“Why?” Lez exclaimed. “It is so funny! And it turns me on to
no extent!” She got close to Stacy and looked into her eyes.
“Damn girl, you got it bad!” Stacy smiled. She was feeling the same
way.
“Oh god Stacy I need it bad” She dropped the sponge and got into Stacy’s
lap.
“Lez what the hell!” Stacy shouted.
“Stacy please” Her lips about a centimeter away from Stacy’s.
“What do you want Lez?” Stacy almost knew what she wanted but was
questioning it.
Lez didn’t say another word, she placed her lips onto Stacy’s lips.
Stacy left her eyes open, trying to capture what all is happening. But the kiss
was too good, she was suprized at how delicate the kiss Lez gave her was. She
almost melted at the feeling. Stacy eventually closed her eyes and they stayed
there in a motionless kiss for about ten seconds and then Lez began to move her
lips. Stacy moved her lips with hers. Lez moved her hand to Stacy’s hand
and held it softly. Stacy thought about how sweet Lez was being. She felt that
their relationship would never be the same.
Lez suddenly released the kiss and looked into Stacy’s closed eyelids and
watched them open. “Wasn’t that wonderful Stacy?” Lez was trying
to catch her breath as she spoke.
Stacy was lost for words. She just looked blankly at Lez and just decided to disregard
her paranoid feelings and slowly started another kiss with Lez and didn’t
stop this time. The beeping sound started but they didn’t care. They kept
kissing. They were so intimate that they began laying down into the crumb catcher
that was filled with water and soap. They didn’t care even then, they kept
kissing, lost in their lips and moisture.
“Hello? Is the shop open?” A raised male voice spoke. “It doesn’t
say you are closed!”
Stacy then realized what was happening and tried to break away from Lez “Lez,
there is a customer.”
Stacy gave her a quick kiss and then stood up and went up front “Wait, we
were just cleaning the crumb catchers.” She ran up to the counter and took
off her cleaning gloves and washed her hands thoroughly. “What can I get
for you sir?”
Meanwhile back in the back Lez looked up towards the ceiling and smiled “Thank
you. Oh thank you for letting me have a such an open minded friend!” Lez
started dreaming about Stacy starting the kiss. She saw her face and lips coming
closer and closer and finally met her lips. She ran her hand down her pants and
started massaging herself slowly. She began to feet her juices run over her soapy
fingers as she massaged her clitoris gently.
Stacy came back into the room, stumbling over Lez’s self-session. “Damn
you masturbating back here now?”
Lez smiled deviously and got up on her feet and pushed her lips onto Stacy’s
immediately while still massaging herself. She took her hand out and placed it
onto Stacy’s. Stacy felt the wet substance on her fingers and almost fainted
at how exotic it was. Lez directed Stacy’s hand to the top of her own pants
and left it there. Stacy knowing what Lez wanted but was too shy to do it. She
fought herself to do it. Her hand slowly went into Lez’s pants and under
her panties and began to breathe much rapidly, as well did Lez’s as soon
as Stacy’s fingers traced across Lez’s bare outer labia. Stacy moved
her hand down farther and felt the hot and wet moistened climate that Lez’s
vagina was creating in between her legs. It felt like being in a jungle because
of how wet it was in there. But the best was to come. Her hand finally rested
onto Lez’s slit. The lips weren’t exposed at all, they were closed
tightly because Lez was standing, but that didn’t change the feeling that
Stacy had about it! It was very exciting!
Stacy so badly wanted to feel inside Lez, she wanted to feel how wet and soft
and creamy and anything else that she doesn’t know about Lez. She began
to slide a finger into her. She felt the walls of Lez’s vagina actually
sucking onto her finger. Stacy, being a female knew about this kind of thing but
was still amazed that how she had her finger inside her best friend.
“I hate to be a wet blanket Lez, but we do need to get back to work. God,
please tell me we’ll do this when we are off? Please” Stacy pleaded.
Lez smiled brightly, “No doubt Stacy!”
Stacy then began to think of the reason why they got into their situation. “So,
are the piss doughnuts good and what doughnuts did you put them in?”
“The glazed ones! I couldn’t pee long enough for all of them! I hadn’t
tasted one yet! I just haven’t got the guts yet to do it!” Then she
produced a puppy dog like face “Will you try them? Please!”
Stacy looked at Lez with a facial expression of disgust yet excitement. Stacy
picked up a doughnut and smiled “Yes I will” she placed it between
her teeth and bit down onto it and begun to chew and made sure she tasted it.
She began to make moaning sounds at how good it was. “I think it gives it
a wonderful flavor!”
Stacy started to eat it like a pig and began to stuff it into her mouth, and chewed
on it slowly. She closed her eyes and savored the taste. But in truth she didn’t
taste much of a difference. She just loved the idea that she was eating a doughnut
that was baked with Lez’s piss. Again images went through her mind. She
thought about Lez holding a measuring cup between her own legs and began pissing
into it. Her mind seemed to emphasize the piss pouring over Lez’s hand.
Imagine water pouring out of a faucet and onto your hands when you were washing
them. Replace the faucet with the beautiful urethra exposed by fingers of a hot
beautiful blonde young woman like Lez, and you got yourself the image Stacy was
having.
“Good?” Lez giggled.
“Hell yea!” Stacy yelled.
After they closed down the shop, they went straight home. On the way home Lez
spoke out “So what are we going to put into the doughnuts tomorrow?”
Stacy smiled deviously. She actually loved the idea. She thought for a moment.
“How about we find little bugs, and tear them up so that they can’t
be recognized and watch them eat it!”
Lez smiled brightly “Yes, that is an awesome idea! Stop the car right now!
Pull over!”
Stacy did exactly. “What is wrong?”
“Get out of the car now!” Lez got out as well. “Get in the back
seat now! I can’t wait any longer Stacy!” Stacy did as she was commanded.
She shut the door and met Lez in the back. Lez immediately started grabbing at
Stacy’s work blouse and started unbuttoning.
“Aren’t you afraid of someone stopping and looking in? Or a cop maybe?”
“No! This road hardly has any traffic anyways! Come on, take some risk Stacy!”
She successfully took off Stacy’s work blouse and was welcomed by two beautiful
medium sized globes tucked into a bra. “You are so beautiful Stacy!”
She cupped her hand around her left fabric-covered breast and started massaging.
Stacy closed her eyes tightly allowing Lez to take over. Lez ran her hand around
Stacy’s body and began to unclasp the bra. Lez’s breathing got much
faster. Lez has seen them before, but not while she was horny, not while she was
thinking all of these thoughts, not while she concentrated on one thing and that
was to fuck the hell out of Stacy. Finally the bra fell, revealing the beautiful
pale breasts. They were so lovely. Lez gasped in delightment and stuck her tongue
out and slowly approached Stacy’s left nipple. She got closer and closer.
Stacy opened her eyes immediately and watched Lez lick her. Lez finally met her
tongue up to the now erect nipple and held it there, giving Stacy’s nipple
moisture of her mouth. She slowly started encircling it. Stacy began to moan softly.
Lez began to say, “Best friends Stacy. Best friends want to make each other
pleasure.”
Stacy managed to mummer out “Oh yes, pleasure” as her head swung back.
“You like this don’t you? You like bringing this into our relationship?
I think putting things into doughnuts is an awesome turn on. I don’t know
why. I also want to do more than that!”
Stacy brought her head up and looked at her “Like what?”
Lez smiled “We’ll see baby. Now shut up.” As she started sucking
Stacy’s nipple like a starving baby. She kept sucking and sucking, pulling
as much of Stacy’s tit meat into her mouth.
“Oh please don’t stop Lez!” Stacy said very softly.
“Oh I won’t best friend!” Lez licked around her nipple “But
I want to give you more pleasure than this!” After saying this, a bright
light shined behind their car, and stayed there.
“Oh my god! Someone’s coming!” Stacy whispered and started to
button her shirt and tucked her bra under the front seat. Both girls tried to
contain themselves.
“Quick, act like you are trying to find something!” Lez recommended.
They started searching around the car for nothing. A man came up beside the driver
window but quickly saw them in the back seat. He knocked on the window and smiled
while shinning a flashlight in. It took the girls long enough before they found
out it was a cop!
Stacy quickly wind the window down and smiled “May I help you officer?”
“Yes, I was wondering why you girls are on the side of this road?”
The officer smiled while shinning the light over towards Lez.
“Oh you girls are the girls from the doughnut shop!” The officer continued
before any of the girls replied to his question.
“Yes we are those girls, and we were just trying to find a map back here.”
Stacy stuttered badly.
“Where are you going?” The officer replied.
“Um,” Stacy tried to think.
“Um,” Lez repeated
“We just wanted to see the city map.” Stacy said quickly after Lez’s
echo.
“Why did you pull off here then?” The officer decided this wasn’t
normal. “Ok girls, get out of the car now.”
“Oh shit” Lez said. They both got out of the car.
“Put your hands on the hood of your car. I am going to ask some questions.
“What were you doing in the back seat of your car?”
“We already told you! Looking for a map!” Lez raised her voice, but
a split second later realized she shouldn’t have raised her voice.
“Do you have any items in your car such as weapons, drugs, alcohol?”
“No sir, we do not.”
“Have you had anything to drink within the past four hours?”
The officer shined the light onto Stacy and realized that Stacy’s blouse
was not buttoned up properly.
The officer looked at the girls with curiosity, and then with an odd expression
on his face. “Did you happen to notice your blouse was buttoned improperly?”
Stacy looked down and smiled. “No, I didn’t, thank you for pointing
that out!” She did nothing about it however.
“Mind if I search your car?” He switched his glance to both of them
over and over, until they answered.
“Yea sure.” Lez spoke first.
The officer got into the back of the car and started looking around. He looked
under the seat and saw a bra. He took it out and showed it to them. “A bra
in your car?”
“Must have forgotten about it when I threw it in after changing at the beach.”
Stacy just shrugged after saying that.
He made notice of his pondering “Let’s see here.” And “Interesting”
The officer couldn’t find anything.
“Well how about this girls. How about you tell me the truth, or I will put
you into jail.”
Lez looked at Stacy and sighed. “Why don’t you believe us?”
“Well, when I was coming up onto your car I saw you both um upright in your
seats. I didn’t see you searching at all. I also saw one of you girls with
your head on the other’s shoulder or something like that.”
“All right, you promise not to say anything, and promise not to um, go tell
your buddies or hold us at a jail?” Stacy busted it from her mouth.
“Well, I can write you a ticket for parking in a no parking area. But if
you don’t tell me, there can be many more fines. Like lying to an officer.
That we can put you into court for and then you’d see the State’s
lawyers going against you. And you will be put in jail for a few nights. Just
tell me!” The officer was becoming irritated.
“All right. We were.” Pausing for a second. Stacy didn’t want
anyone to know about them for some reason. It might hurt business she thought.
“Lez was “ but then maybe the officer saw more than what he said.
Maybe he recorded it. Maybe there was no way out of this mess. “She was
pleasuring me.” Stacy lowered her head.
The officer just looked at them with a shocking expression. “Well, that’s
new. I thought maybe one of you were crying or something.”
“No officer, Lez was licking my breast” She tried to keep her words
not so dirty. Make it sound not so sickening or bad
“She’s telling the truth officer” Lez confessed.
“Well, I will keep my promise. But I will write you a ticket. Get a room,
Jesus Christ! May I see your drivers license and registration?”
Stacy took her purse out and retrieved her license. She moved up towards the front,
not trying to, but accidentally flashing her butt to the officer. She opened the
dash compartment and took the registration out. She gave both of them to the officer.
As soon as the officer walked back to his “Truck” that didn’t
have any police siren lights on it, or markings of him being a police. However
he produced them a ticket just like any other police officer. He told them why
he didn’t have a police cruiser, in this town they had to use their own
vehicles because of their funding, and they do have flashing lights embedded into
the headlights.
As they got home Stacy was too embarrassed to talk. Stacy was actually a bit angry
with Lez. Lez knew it too. They both sat in the living room. They didn’t
even turn the television on.
Then finally a word spoke out from Lez. “I’m sorry.”
Stacy looked over to Lez and sighed “For what Lez?”
“For embarrassing both of us.”
“Let’s just hope that officer has the decency to not say anything.”
“Me too Stacy. You can’t imagine what I was feeling for you at the
time! I had to have you!”
Stacy folded her hands and began to crack a smile, but didn’t make it too
visible to Lez. Lez however noticed it.
“You are my best friend Stacy! I would never want to embarrass you, or hurt
you.”
“I know. That was kind’ve kinky wasn’t it?” Stacy gave
a slightly above average smile as she said it, looking directly into Lez’s
eyes.
Lez studied Stacy’s facial expressions and smiled “It was Stacy. Very!”
She laughed.
Stacy smiled, “I have to admit something to you. The idea of that police
man coming up on us when we were fiddling was very much a turn on.”
Lez smiled brightly “An exhibitionist! You are more perverted than I had
thought!” She said in a positive tone.
Stacy blushed and smiled “Maybe.” She whispered to Lez.
Lez got up from the couch she was on and walked over to Stacy on the loveseat
and sat right next to her.
“Stacy I have to tell you something!”
“What love?”
“This entire day has been so awesome. I’ve been waiting for this day
for like, ever since we started this business!” Lez talked with such excitement.
“I had no idea! I didn’t even think you were… You know….”
“Lesbian? No I am not; well at least at the time I didn’t think so.
I just realized that I wanted my best friend to have as much pleasure, and I wanted
to receive pleasure! I have just been such a horny little girl for the longest
time, before, during, and after my menstrual cycle!
“You know, I had to force myself to get away from the idea that it was wrong.
Yet your so soft lips kind’ve helped me make my decision.” Stacy smiled
wickedly
Lez got onto Stacy’s arms and legs and crawled into her lap and then sat
facing her. Lez straddled the very slightly older woman’s legs and started
to unbutton her own pants and brought her body up a little bit and brought her
pants below her butt, but didn’t come down very far from in front of her.
Lez took Stacy’s hands and placed it on her exposed butt cheeks and made
Stacy feel the softness, the skin. Her butt wasn’t at all skinny to the
bone. It had meat on it, making it feel much more awesome.
“I love it” Stacy said in a seductive voice, while her breathing became
much heavier as usual.
“Think about the dough. Think about me pouring my urine into the mix. Think
about it splashing into the dough. Now think about it being baked, and watch it
rise in the production line. Watch as it drops into the bucket of doughnuts. Now
think about you, selling a glazed doughnut to a person unknowing that my urethra
juice is in the doughnut. Watch the person eat it. Watch them enjoy my PISS!”
She felt Stacy’s reactions, and saw her eyes. Lez watched as Stacy began
to close her eyes as she gripped Lez’s ass roughly, and her head leaning
back.
“We need to make love at least once.” Lez whispered.
Stacy thought for a moment, “Make love?” She tried to comprehend how
to do that with two females. “How?”
Lez smiled, “Well, I am going to worship your body. I love your body so
much. You can worship mine. Do whatever you feel. Do anything! Just make love.
Tell me how much you love me. Please, tell me how much you love me.” She
began to lick Stacy’s lips. “I love you Stacy” She began to
kiss her lips full and sliding her tongue to meet her lips. “TELL ME!”
she yelled into Stacy’s lips.
Stacy hesitantly whispered through Lez’s lips “I love you” saying
it slow, yet in an amateurish manner. It was like she had never said it in her
entire life, and she didn’t know how. It was like she was trying to teach
herself how to say it.
“Oh Stacy” Lez pressed her lips back onto Stacy’s and slid her
tongue out to Stacy’s lips and started licking horizontally and slowly inserting
it into her idle lips.
Stacy sat there feeling Lez’s tongue, not knowing what to do. She was still
shy about everything.
Lez however, knew this and loved that she was shy. She knew that Stacy wanted
this and knew she wanted to make love to her, “Squeeze my bare ass harder
Stacy!”
Stacy complied, and squeezed harder.
“Oh my god, YES!” Lez moved her hands up onto Stacy’s medium
sized breasts and started massaging them through her shirt. Pinching Stacy’s
nipples kind’ve roughly.
“Ouch!” Stacy let out through the kiss. “Is this what you call
love making Lez?” She jokingly replied between the kisses.
“Oh yes baby love. Pain is pleasure baby” Lez started biting Stacy’s
lip. Then started moving her lips down while her hands started unbuttoning the
blouse once again. This time nothing could interrupt. Not even a nuclear bomb
would stop Lez from fucking Stacy. She moved her hand down farther and started
unbuttoning Stacy’s pants. She has been waiting to get in them for quite
some time.
“Just let me love you.” Lez moved her self down Stacy’s body.
Lez opened the blouse all the way open, so her breasts and stomach were exposed.
She watched as Stacy’s chest came up and collapsed, over and over again.
She placed her ear between her breasts and heard her heart beat. “I love
you” Then kissed where she had her ear up to. She moved her body down and
started tugging on Stacy’s pants. Stacy got up to help get the pants off.
Slowly they revealed a red pair of panties. Lez started to lick the area where
Stacy’s vagina was under the fabric. She started kissing it and making out
with it through the fabric. Stacy was definitely breathing heavily now. Lez just
took Stacy’s panties and moved the front part of them to the side, exposing
Stacy’s non-shaven cunt. She immediately started lapping at it with her
tongue. She slid her tongue into the outer labia and moved her tongue up and down
in between the very juicy lips.
Stacy couldn’t think anymore. She just felt her best friend’s tongue
making her pussy into a playground. She moaning and grunting loudly. “Oh
fuck yes! Oh uh, UH!” Lez continuously licked and licked! She ran her tongue
around Stacy’s clit and produced a very desired effect in Stacy’s
body.
“SHIT! PLEASE KEEP DOING THAT!” Stacy yelled. And Lez did for about
ten more seconds and then pressed her tongue onto her clit and tried to simulate
a vibrator by moving her tongue rapidly over Stacy’s clit. “Oh my
god I AM GOING TO CUM PLEASE GOD LET ME!”
Lez however, stopped right there and went up to Stacy’s lips and kissed
her with the mouth she’s had in the girl’s pussy.
“Please get back down there PLEASE!” Stacy cried.
“No, you have to eat me out first, you better make me cum, or I won’t
make you cum.” She smiled evilly.
“No fair! You already got me there Lez, now do it!”
“No, eat me baby. You know you want my pussy in your face1” Lez climbed
Stacy’s body while shoving her own pants and panties off and situated her
pussy to be right in front of Stacy’s face. “EAT ME!”
Stacy immediately, without hesitation started eating Lez. She began licking up
and down the walls of her vagina. She ran her tongue across the outer labia and
made her way into the inner labia. Stacy just knew what to do. She was a girl,
so she knew what pleased her, so she used it on Lez. That was what was so great
about girl on girl sex. They knew exactly what they wanted. Only a very few men
know. Very few!
Lez moved her hands to the back of Stacy’s head and started bucking on Stacy’s
face. “Oh EAT ME BEST FRIEND, EAT ME!” She screamed.
Stacy felt Lez’s muscles in her legs contracting to every lick onto the
clit. Stacy swirled her tongue around Lez’s clit and kept doing the circular
motion. Then she reversed the circular motion. “Oh my GOD YOU ARE A GENIOUS
STACY! GOD YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM FAST!” Lez continued to yell.
Stacy was too busy sucking the juices from Lez’s cunt to really say anything.
She actually loved the taste of Lez’s girl cum. She sucked and sucked on
the girl’s clit, trying to get as much of that juice as possible into her
mouth. She made gulping sounds to give Lez the hint that she wanted more juice.
Lez was always a wet girl, but seemed that Stacy wasn’t satisfied!
Stacy admitted that she loved pussy now. She didn’t know if it was just
Lez’s pussy or it was all the pussies. Some reason she really didn’t
care if she ate another pussy. She could live on Lez’s. ‘Wow’
she thought. A lot had changed between the time she woke up this morning and till
now. Her best friend seduced her, then she was caught having her nipple sucked
by a police. Then she had her face in her best friend’s awesome tasty wet
pussy! She loved it! She didn’t know how it could get better! She didn’t
know what was to be planned later on!
She ravaged Lez’s pussy. Lez bucked all over and then, she finally went
over board. Lez started to scream. She started to go crazy on Stacy’s face.
She tried pulling Stacy’s head in as hard as possible, not thinking that
Stacy would have trouble breathing. She just wanted her to feel the juices pour
out. She wanted her to eat them.
Stacy did eat them. She tried to get all of it. She pushed her tongue into Lez’s
inner labia and tried to scrape up as much cum into her mouth as she could. She
literally ate Lez. Lez then collapsed on top of Stacy trying to catch her breath.
“Fuck Stacy!” is all she could say. She kept breathing heavily.
“Lez, I want to eat your pussy more often!” Her face glistening with
Lez’s juices.
“Awe, you are so sweet Stacy. Now get your pussy on my face, so I can finish
you off!”
Lez didn’t have to say that twice. Lez got up and laid on the love seat.
“Come and sit on my face! I want you to smother me! I want you to strangle
me underneath of you! Give it NOW! I want you bitch! PLEASE!” Stacy thought
that she was still awfully horny. That was another plus about girl on girl sex,
it lasted much longer! Lez was ready to go more. Damn Stacy thought she was in
heaven! This was the most awesome experience she has ever had!
Stacy picked herself up and stuffed Lez’s face full of her pussy. Stacy
decided to try being rough on Lez and see how she would take it. She grabbed the
back of Lez’s head and used that to shove her into her crotch. She tried
to make it where Lez couldn’t breath. She felt Lez trapped under her and
felt an awesome power strike on herself. She of course didn’t want to kill
Lez, she planned to let her have breath after a little while.
All the sudden Stacy rolled her eyes back as she felt Lez slide her tongue into
her vagina. She felt it wiggling so violently with in. She almost fainted with
the pleasure of it. She wanted to get off and scream but decided to keep on and
deal with the absolute pleasure. She began humping the girl’s face and moved
her pussy up and down on her face. She kept feeling the tongue probe between the
inner labia and feeling it violently thrash at her clit. She got up for a second
to let Lez breath, but was suprized to hear “Don’t let me BREATHE
until you can’t feel my tongue wiggling in your pussy, or if my hand slaps
you or something! DON’T LET ME BREATH, its one of my ultimate day dreams
is to be smothered with YOUR pussy! I SAID YOUR PUSSY.”
“Fine then best friend, have fun suffocating!” Stacy took a hand full
of Lez’s blonde hair and pulled her head up to her pussy while bring her
pussy down onto her face. Trying to make the impact rough, and succeeded. She
continued to grind her pussy into the woman’s face. She twisted on top of
her. She humped her face roughly. She kept feeling the tongue wiggling inside
her. Stacy ran her hand behind her and felt Lez’s pussy. It was extremely
wet. She started fiddling with it a little bit, and ran her finger around Lez’s
clit, stimulating her.
Stacy was close to cumming but not nearly as close as she was before. The curiosity
of what was going to happen next was overriding her sense of pleasure with the
sense of excitement. She began to feel her partner’s tongue soften and begin
to fall out of her pussy. She smiled brightly and decided to keep her down there
for a few more seconds just to be evil. Then she raised up to give Lez a bit of
fresh air. She heard Lez gasp for air, but Stacy was getting a hang of this and
landed back onto her face, not allowing her to recover very much air. She just
pushed her pussy back into Lez’s mouth. She pushed harder this time, making
sure no air got to Lez. She again felt the tongue probe her. She was so turned
on by everything that she almost didn’t want to cum, but the inevitable
was near. She was having a lot of fun suffocating Lez. She also realized that
they would probably be doing this again some day.
Then Stacy realized her body went over the limit. She felt Lez’s tongue
soften once again. But she didn’t let go, she kept going until she came.
Very shortly she came, and came and came. It was like an explosion. Her body erupted
in pleasure, she started screaming with a very high pitched noise. It was the
most awesome feeling that she had ever had! She almost wanted Lez to die between
her legs, just cause it would turn her on, but then came to her senses and jumped
off real quick. She heard Lez again breathing for air desperately. Stacy collapsed
and lay there.
“Oh my fucking god STACY! You almost killed me!”
Stacy grew a sad face “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be fucking sorry, THAT WAS AWESOME! You are the best sex partner
ever! Oh my god we will have so much more fun now days now that we got this in
our relationship now!” Lez almost screamed the whole thing.
Stacy wanted to confess something, but didn’t want to get Lez mad. She however
had to, “I, I have a confession, I almost wanted you to die cause it was
so fun feeling you suffocate. I wanted you to die under my pussy and its juices!”
Lez looked at Stacy for a moment, “I know you wouldn’t truly kill
me though. But that is just awesome Stacy. I didn’t know you had it in you!
You don’t know what kind of things you and I can do now! Not only mix things
in food, but we can do lots of things!”
“Like what Lez?”
“Well, we could um, get like ten guys to come over, and give us a sperm
bath practically. Then we can use that sperm to put in the food!
“Or maybe…” She watched Stacy’s cum covered face.
“Or what?” Stacy replied.
“Human body parts!”
Stacy almost screamed but then thought about it for a second. “I don’t
know if I could kill anyone!”
Lez laughed, “You just admitted to me that you wanted to kill me just then!
It’s simple to kill someone! All you have to do is think with your pussy, it is the smartest
body part on you!”
Chapter 2
Stacy slowly opened her eyes and took a look around her. Lez was lying on her side, all cuddled up with her new lover. Stacy almost closed her eyes before she noticed the time. It was eleven o'clock and they were supposed to open the shop hours ago. She began to scream, "Oh my god!"
Lez opened her eyes immediately, "What?" Sitting up from her lying position and took a look at the time.
Within minutes the house was filled with movement. Running to the bathroom, taking a shower real quick at the same time. Trying to not get distracted with one another's bodies. They brushed their teeth, dried their hair, put on their uniforms and they were out the door, driving over the speed limit.
"I cannot believe we forgot to turn the alarm on!" Lez yelled.
"Oh well, we had fun didn't we?" Stacy smiled, as she looked at Lez's not-so-fun-filled face. "Didn't we?"
"Yea, sure." Lez replied hesitantly.
"What is wrong?"
"Well, I do not know. It is not easy realizing that I am a lesbo."
"It isn't easy realizing, humans are trapped on the earth to serve for the purpose of creating a child so that the child can create another one, and then, continuing the endless paradox we all seem to be stuck in.
"It also is not easy realizing that most of the population of the world can not have fun because they have a religion or strict governmental based laws in which you can not do most of the fun things you should be able to do. You can blow anything out of context Lez. Morals and principles are just going to make your life dull and boring." Stacy smiled over to Lez as they stopped in front of the shop. No one was there waiting, but they knew people were there. They were there every morning.
They stepped out of their black Two thousand and two Pontiac Grand Am and walked into the building. They started their opening procedures and then sat there waiting for customers. Lez turned the doughnut maker on and Stacy stood at the cash register waiting.
Meanwhile, Lez looked around for new ideas. She needed to keep small so far. She did not want to get caught. She then began thinking of ways to kill someone. Her mind was becoming overwhelmed by the thoughts of it.
eI would not be able to grab just anyone. It would have to be planned. Coursec If we grab them here, and then mix them into the dough, no one would know! The police would not be able to find the body. Because they would be digested in hundreds of customers! It would be a perfect murder! Grind the body up into fine powder. Use it as the flour or shortening. Ahg, I have to do some more research on this.' Lez thought. eI will just have toc piss in the dough again to satisfy my itching pussy.' Again Lez thought to herself.
Stacy began thinking, eHow will Lez propose us killing a human. Or even having a bunch of guys shooting sperm all over our bodies and getting it into the dough without them knowing of it.' Stacy began hitting the ink pen that she had in her hand onto the countertop; like a drumstick.
Lez took a step outside, and continued to look around for new sickening things to throw into the dough. She then saw the gold, an old dumpster. It had rained the day before so it had water dripping out of it from the bottom. She took the measuring glass and took a look around for anyone watching, no one at all. The doughnut shop had a dense wooded area behind it. She quickly ran over to the dumpster and held the measuring cup to where the water was dripping out of the bottom. It was incredibly rusted, which made a crack on the bottom. So she knew that the water had to mingle with half a million different nasty things she did not want to think of. She began to get all excited and tried to hide her laugh. eThis is going to be so good'
Lez ran into the doughnut shop with a five-cup measuring cup full of that rancid juice. It stunk terribly; she knew she would have to make it smell nice. She looked through the artificial flavorings and found peppermint chocolate. She poured a little bit and stirred it up with a wisp. She let out a rather loud laugh and then poured it into the batter.
Stacy smiled while walking into the back room, catching an audible laugh from within. "What is it?"
"Guess what kind of doughnuts I am making now?" Lez continued to smile widely.
"Piss? Shit? Spit? Dirt?" Stacy ran off thoughts in her head.
"Garbage water." Lez quickly replied.
"Garbage water?"
"Yeah, you know, water that has been sitting with garbage. There is a dumpster behind this place that has a crack on the bottom, and there is water spewing out of it. So I grabbed a five-cup measuring cup and poured it into the dough. I had to throw in some artificial flavoring to give it a nice scent." Lez quickly gave Stacy a long kiss and then began mixing the dough.
Stacy sighed, "You are so wonderful." Stacy began rubbing against Lez's back and leaning her face on Lez's shoulder and began kissing her neck.
Lez closed her eyes, "You were right this morning."
"About?" Stacy asked.
"About being dull and boring, if I do not open my eyes; if we do not pursue our relationship." Lez looked back with big full eyes, starring right into Stacy's. "I could not dream of being with anyone else but you." Lez bringing her hand up to Stacy's face and ever so carefully brushed her fingers over Stacy's cheek.
Stacy's breathing quickened and responded by pressing her cheek to Lez's hand and raised her own hand to the back of Lez's. "I love you Lez."
Lez smiled and moved her lips to Stacy's and kissed her sensually, and passionately, like two lovers. Lez moved her lips off of Stacy's and replied, "I love you too, Stacy."
The bells that hung off the shop door began to ring as three junior high kids come walking in and to the counter. They were talking loudly about their school homework oddly.
Stacy walked up to the cash register and asked, "How may I help you?"
"Do you guys have bagels?" A small kid looked at her with large glasses, his eyes being magnified by them.
"No we do not, we only sell doughnuts."
"May I have the chocolate mint doughnut advertised in the front?" The kid asked.
Stacy began to worry; she looked back to the door leading to the kitchen. Did she have the guts to give a small kid a doughnut filled with garbage juice? "We are all out." Stacy quickly replied. "Everyone just loved them."
The door leading to the kitchen, already opened a slight crack, closed itself and then bam, the kitchen door slammed open with Lez holding a tray of Chocolate Mint doughnuts. "Nope! Got some fresh out of the oven!"
Stacy quickly went beside Lez and whispered to her "Are you seriously going to feed these kids that?"
"Why not?" Lez gave Stacy a confusing facial expression and had disappointment clearly drawn over her face.
"A kid?"
"Yeahc"
"Ok." Stacy finally replied, then she began speaking to the kid, "We found some more of the chocolate mint doughnuts." The other two kids asked for the same kind.
Stacy bagged all of the doughnuts and gave them to each of the kids. Stacy unsure of what she was doing.
The kids walked over to one of the booths of the store and kept talking with one another about kid stuff. They began eating at the doughnuts and drinking their orange juice, hot cocoa and milk.
Lez busted back through the kitchen door and began laughing. Stacy watched in a mix of disturbance and worry. eWill they get sick? Will some one find out? Oh my god they are just kids!' She thought to herself.
To sweeten the disturbance Stacy overheard one of the kids saying, "Wow, I love this doughnut. It has a taste I can not describe."
Stacy walked through the door and into the kitchen, "What am I suppose to say?"
Lez's eyes were filled with tears of laughter, as she kept laughing, not being able to say a word. But when Lez took a look at Stacy's depressed state, she began to calm down. "What is wrong Stacy?"
"Those were just kids we just gave that stuff to."
"So? Remember all that bullshit you said to me this morning about being a lesbo, well it applies to you to!" Lez raised her voice.
In a flash, Stacy and Lez realized a kid was spying on their conversation through the crack of the kitchen door. "Fuck!" Stacy yelled. Stacy and Lez quickly went to the front of the store and saw the kids looking upon them in horror.
"What did you hear?" Lez asked.
"Something about something in our doughnuts, and about you being lesbos." The kid with the glasses spoke, pushing his glasses snugger to the bridge of his nose.
Stacy quickly intervened, "We put a special spice to make it better, it is our secret recipe."
"We are not stupid." A fat little kid spoke from behind the group.
"Fine, what can we do to convince you to not say a word?" Stacy asked.
Lez quickly pulled Stacy's arm; pulling her to a place so that she can speak to her quietly. "We can not let them go. They are children. Nine times out of ten they will go tell someone, no matter how much they promise, they won't."
Stacy paused wide-eyed for a moment, trying to grasp the horror of the ordeal, "What do we do?"
Lez smiled deviously as her evil little mind began churning.
Stacy saw it in her eyes and automatically replied, "I hope I am not detecting what I think I you are thinking."
Lez nodded in acknowledgement and licked her lips, "Might as well start early."
"They are kids though?" Stacy again, whined to Lez.
"Makes it even more fun." Lez walked past Stacy and then confronted the kids; "I have a proposition for you."
"What is a proposition?" Another snotty kid spoke out.
"I want to make a deal with you." Lez answered.
"What." The eyeglasses kid spoke.
"I will let you see me naked if you do not tell anyone." Lez continued to carry her devious smile.
"Deal!" The fat boy quickly responded.
Lez pointed to one of the kids, "You, go turn that sign around, so that people think we are closed. After that come back to the kitchen with me."
The kids did what they were told, and went into the kitchen. Lez pulled out a switchblade knife. "Does anyone know what this is?"
"Yes, that is a switchblade! Illegal! Are you going to hurt us?" The eyeglasses boy asked in fear.
"No." Lez ran the blade of the knife down between her shirt, cutting the buttons off and gradually opening her work blouse.
Gasps filled the room as the kids realized the gold mine they stumbled across. Lez wore no bra, her breasts in perfect view to the young boys. Lez took a look over to Stacy, seeing her all jittery and worried. Lez smiled, "I will throw in a greater deal, just because I know you kids will not tell on us."
"What?" They all said abstractly.
"I will hold down the girl behind me, and you guys rape the living shit out of her." Lez whispered softly.
The kid's eyes widen and smiled brightly. "Now! Lets go now!" Lez yelled, as she ran over to Stacy and grabbed the back of her hair.
"What are you doing?" Stacy yelled.
"Giving you what you deserve. Take off all of your clothes kids! Now!" Lez yelled, as the kids quickly followed her orders.
Lez flipped the switchblade around and placed it between Stacy's legs and looked into her eyes. "I love you" then slowly slicing the fabric that blocked her pussy from view and made it exposed to the three teenagers.
"Let me go!" Stacy yelled in all seriousness.
"Stick your dicks in her! Stop wasting time!" The kids just stood around, not knowing what to do. Until the eyeglasses boy finally grew balls and walked up between the woman's legs and pressed his little dick against the exposed labia. "Press harder!" Lez yelled, "Get it in there you dork!"
Lez placed her hand on the little penis, realizing what she just done; her body shuddered at the thought of being a pedophiliac just now. However, it did not stop her actions. She ran the boy's penis up and down the slit of her lover's pussy. The boy moaned loudly as he felt the heat of the womanly oven. It was only eleven to twelve years ago he came out of her mother's organ of what he had his penis pressed against right now. He was overwhelmed with this newfound feeling in his body. He grabbed Stacy by the hips and slid his penis against and between her outer and inner labia.
Stacy squirmed around, trying to get loose from the grip, however, her squirming all stopped when she felt the boy enter her body. Her back arched up in response. Her mind realizing how long her body has been without sex from a piece of man meat.
"Rape the living shit out of her! Stop being so soft!" Lez pulling Stacy's hair up, "Slap her! Slap her face."
The eyeglasses boy looked at Stacy in hesitation, seeing the fear in her eyes.
"Slap her! Stop waiting around!"
Finally, the boy slapped Stacy, but not very hard. Actually, it would come across as a playful slap if it were to a friend.
"No! Not like that!" Lez took her hand way back and then gave Stacy a loud whack on her cheek.
"Ouch!" Stacy yelled, "You bitch!" Stacy tried to get up from her held down position.
"Slap her dork! Stop being a sissy!" Lez yelled at the boy.
Finally, the eyeglasses boy developed the courage and swung his hand at Stacy really hard. The room filled with a loud audible eCrack!' Stacy's eyes filled with tears as an eleven year old and her lover were abusing her.
"Slap her more! Fuck her man! Fuck her like you own her!" Lez cried out. The kid began bouncing hard into the adult woman. He tried his damnedest to meet up to the expectations of the powerful woman.
After many slaps and punches, Lez slid Stacy the switchblade knife, and whispered into her ear, "You know you want to. Kill him!"
Lez stood up and moved to the other two kids, and waited for Stacy to do what she asked.
Stacy thought for a moment. eThis kid won't stop hitting me! I do not know if I can kill him!' Stacy tried to think evil thoughts. She knew she should be able to do it, but something in her mind stopped her. Maybe it was the mess that they would have to clean up. Maybe it is the thought of the blood pathogens that may be traveling in the kid's blood stream, who really knows.
Lez whispered into Stacy's ear, "Maybe smothering him with your pussy would be more of your liking? It would be a start to your serial killing." Lez laughed evilly yet softly into Stacy's ear. She opened her teeth and clamped them onto Stacy's ear, biting it softly, "Do it, kill him."
Quickly, Stacy's mind became filled with a rushing pleasure. She took the kid and pushed him down onto the floor. "Stop hitting me!" Stacy yelled.
The kid looked up to Lez, only seeing smiling. "Sorry, she won. You just aren't strong enough."
It seemed that Lez pushed one of Stacy's buttons because Stacy became enraged. She grabbed the kid's head and began bashing it to the concrete ground. Not to the point of concussion or skull damage, but only to the point of it hurting the boy. Stacy stood back up, unbuttoning her pants and then pulling them down. She went back to her knees, and knelt over the kid's face.
"Ever eat a woman out?" Stacy asked, not expecting an answer she quickly smothered the boy's face with her pussy. She yelled out, "Stick your tongue in there! Now!" Immediately, her order was complied, she felt the tongue swirling against the side of her clit and all around. It was what was expected from an eleven-year-old boy.
Lez stood there at the door of the kitchen just in case the other kids decided to start running.
Stacy yelled in anger, "Eat my fucking cunt you pathetic good for nothing, sorry sack of shit nerd." Grabbing the back of the boy's head and pressing his face harder into her pussy. She held his face there what seemed for seconds, than minutes.
The boy's body squirmed as much as it could. The air leaving the boy's body, the human's leap of keeping itself a live; the spasms that go through the body, the waving the arms in the air in panic. The almost non-existent muffled screaming of the almost deceased kid in between the very strong, sexy, shapely adult woman's thighs. His face was by now wet with all of her juices. Stacy's mind was elsewhere, not caring of the life she was taking away, but the pleasure she was gaining from it. The rush of energy, the rush of power, then the orgasmic end. Her body began shaking just as the boy's was. Electric seared through her body like she had touched an electric outlet on a wall, but the one between her legs. The one that was taking the life of a life that started not too long ago.
Finally, Stacy's orgasm began to subside, and her mind began to regain its normal patterns of thinking. Her eyes immediately glanced down at the limp body, the head hidden beneath her body. The arms fell at a random place. The legs showed of its struggle to free itself. Stacy closed her eyes and began pissing on the boy's face. She let out a gasp as urine began pouring all over the lifeless body.
Stacy looked up and realized Lez had a dildo up one of the other boy's ass and was licking the ass of the fat boy, her hand reached around the fat boy's body and began jerking him off. The boy being fudge packed was screaming in incredible pain as blood stained the dildo when it was pulled out, but disappeared quickly as it was violently shoved back into the boy's ass. Lez quickly realized that Stacy was done with the eyeglasses boy; she quickly took the switchblade and sliced both boys' necks in a quick manner. Blood spewed out, her ass fucking did not stop as the boys died.
Stacy slowly stood up from the limp boy and looked into the eyes of whom she killed. The face was blue from the suffocation and wet from the orgasm and piss. She stooped down and kissed the boy's lips and stood up. "Now we grind them up into the batter." Stacy laughed evilly.
Chapter 3
"How will we ground these three bodies into powder?" Stacy cried.
Lez thought for a moment, pacing back and forth. "I did not think about that!" She replied.
"You did not think about that?" Stacy yelled, "YOU DID NOT THINK ABOUT THAT?"
Lez bit her tongue, looking absently as she is being yelled at, "I'm sorry."
Stacy cleared her throat, took a breath and then began speaking calmly, "We have three dead children in the kitchen of our business. We have no way of disposing their bodies. They are beginning to stink too!"
Lez and Stacy walked through the Wal-Mart Super center looking for a brilliant way to solve their super duper problem. "We couldc use a lawn mower, or maybe a wood chipper?" Lez commented.
Stacy's face was clearly filled with shock and worry about the whole ordeal. "I am going to jail! I am going to jail at age twenty, and I'll probably be there till I die, or they might even put me on death row!" Stacy began to shake in fear. "It is all your fault too!" Pointing at Lez.
Lez laughed hesitantly and grabbed Stacy by the arm, "Get a hold of yourself! This is both our fault and you know it. We can get out of this! We just need to figure a way to get rid of thec" pausing for a moment to see if anyone was around, "thec bodies"
Stacy took a deep breath and continued to browse the isles along side Lez. "Could burn them down until there wasn't anything left?"
"Need an awful hot fire, plus we want the subjects to go into the dough."
"Lez, I do not care if they go into the dough or not! I want to live life as a free woman!" Stacy whispered to Lez.
"You will Stacy!" Continuing down the isles, watching for new ideas.
"I do not think Wal-Mart has what we are looking for." Stacy commented.
"As do I."
"Where though."
"Wait a minute!" Lez yelled. Then realized her loud voice and continued whispering, "What if we boil them in a pot, to where the skin fell of their bodies."
Stacy thought for a moment, "horrible idea, but it may work. How will we get rid of the bones?"
"We cut them up andc" Lez paused for a moment to think.
Stacy continued, "take a boat out to the ocean. Dump them into a garbage bag, and tie a heavy rock or weight onto it and drop it."
"What boat?" Lez asked, "What Ocean?"
Stacy sighed, "Ok, it was a thought.
"Why did we not think?"
Lez laughed, "Because we were so caught in the moment of getting rid of the subjects, that we forgot?"
Stacy sighed again.
Lez then gave a sigh as well, beginning to realize their impossible way out situation. They both stood silent in the middle of a Wal-Mart isle.
Stacy was the first to break the silence, "What about the city dump? Or maybe even a dumpster at another business?"
"Too risky to get caught at the dumpster but the city dump has crossed my mind also." Lez replied. "How does someone cremate a body?"
Stacy thought for a moment, "Well you'd have to heat the body up to two thousand degrees Fahrenheit."
"Wow, I do not know how we could possibly do that!" Lez replied.
"Wait a minute! I know how we can get rid of the bodies!" Stacy smiled.
"How is that?"
"Drop them off in the middle of the desert!"
"That would be a great idea!" Lez replied.
It was midnight when they finally found a place that they were happy with in the desert. They got out of their Grand Am and pulled the three bodies out of the trunk and dropped them onto the ground.
Lez shook her head in shame and commented, "It is a shame we can not mix them into our dough."
"I am just glad that we won't have any problems with the authorities!" Stacy yelled.
When they got back they started cleaning up the blood off the walls and the ground, "Hey why don't we put this blood in?" Stacy asked.
"Yeah! At least that!"
They sponged up the blood and then squeezed it into the batter for the next morning.
Lying in bed that night, they lay silent, breathing a sigh of relief. "I mean, who would be able to find them?" Lez asked.
"Only way is if we have any physical evidence here that could direct them to the desert." Stacy thought aloud to her girlfriend.
"I knew we should have started small, but it was what we had to do at the time. They could have squealed on us."
"Yeah, I know." Stacy replied. "It had to be done."
Lez then propped her self up on her side and peered over to Stacy, "So did you like killing the kid?"
Stacy thought for a moment, not sure how to reply to that question, "Should have I?"
"I liked killing them."
"Why?"
"Well, their lives were terminated by a couple of girls that just wanted to see what it was like. It is like the biggest humiliation of a human being is to murder them. Isn't it?" Lez asked.
"So we humiliated those kids?" Stacy tried to keep from laughing.
"Well. Ok, my speech would not apply to them. I guess what I want to say is, it is just great to destroy something that could have been a good thing. A kid for example, could have invented an anti-virus for HIV. The kid could have found the formula to make chocolate into gold. Maybe they were going to be astronauts and be the first individuals to step on Mars. It is just a wonderful feeling to have taken every dream the kid had about growing up away that very moment. All the practicing that kid did to be better at something. All the school and learning, and all the people that cared about the kid and vise versa, destroyed right when I stuck a knife into his throat. Or you hold them between your legs, their lungs filling with your nectar juice as they scream in horror at the realization that it is about to be all over. Their entire life down the drain because they stepped in our little doughnut shop to have a doughnut and discuss about which girl is hottest in school."
Stacy shook her head in Lez's direction, "You are so evil Lez. Where did you get it from?"
"The internet." Lez moving her lips to Stacy's and parting it to let her tongue slither over her lips and then onto Stacy's. "Lets make love baby." Lez whispered sexily.
Stacy looked into Lez's eyes and then returned the favor, releasing her tongue and slithering it against Lez's. They continued the nasty, slimy, wet French kiss for about ten minutes and finally began groping each other's bodies. Stacy running her hand down to Lez's panted crotch, rubbing the entire palm of her hand against the covered cunt. Grasping her crotch tightly with her fingers, squeezing, pinching, and then moving her face down to lick the crotch of the pants. Moans escaped Stacy's throat, as she tasted the fabric softener. It was the thought of being less than a centimeter away from her hot, bald pussy just gave her body an extreme rush, her tongue less than a centimeter away from being buried into the wet snatch of her lover.
Lez ran her fingers through Stacy's hair as she grasped onto her head and began pulling it into her intimate places. Her fingers combing down Stacy's long hair, also realizing how close Stacy's tongue is. She needed to get these pants off, but something stopped her from doing it. Lez realized quickly it was the thrill of being teased by this incredibly beautiful woman. The eyes that she looked down into were so invigorating and wonderful. It was like looking into a whole new world. It was like a garbage truck came by and threw everything else in the world away, and left them two there.
Stacy's tongue trailed its way up between Lez's legs and to her abdomen and used her fingers to lift Lez's shirt up out of the pants. She began immediately making out with Lez's belly button, sliding her tongue around the hole, and then into it. Opening her mouth wide, she gave the stomach an open mouthed kiss, and sucked the stomach into her mouth, and sucked and sucked.
The alarm clock went off, like it did every day for the past three months, ever since they've been working at the doughnut shop. The alarm did not seem to wake the beauties that lay with one another, both naked. Stacy held Lez in her arms, their faces centimeters apart from one another's. Smiles were drawn across both faces, but so was the dried feminine liquid that they ejaculated all over each other the night before. Stacy was the first one to open her eyes to see the soft sleeping Lez, breathing so calmly, probably in a nice dream that she won't want to be woken up from.
Stacy quietly reached her hand over to the alarm clock and hit the snooze. She returned back to her idle state, except with her eyes wide open, looking at the hot babe lying with her. "I love you" Stacy quietly whispered, wanting Lez to hear, at the same time not wanting to wake her up. Immediately after that statement she got a little closer and brought her grip on her tighter and closed her eyes and went back to sleep for the next nine minutes.
Lez opened her eyes immediately after Stacy closed hers, knowing exactly what Stacy said. Chills went through her body as she came to the realization of their relationship together. A tear formed at her eye, knowing that she heard Stacy say the sweetest thing to her, although it was a trio of words said often between people and is not taken literally. The words that escaped Stacy's lips were so true though. She felt them shake her body like an orgasm; in some respects it felt better. It felt warm, and cozy, like she found the best sleeping position to lie in. Except this sleeping position could last her entire life. Here, right next to this incredibly beautiful woman, she's known since she was four years old. They have been best friends ever since. Through elementary, through grade school, and now their first job, their first car, their first apartment together, and their first time giving head to a female.
Both Stacy and Lez got up about the tenth snooze hit and rushed into the shower. Lez almost forgetting what Stacy said earlier. They had breakfast, Lez cooked some eggs and sausage. Stacy fixed the toast, and poured each other some orange juice. Lez taking a look at the paper and saw on the right side that stated, ePresident Bush makes a great effort to ban gay marriages'.
"This is bullshit," Lez pointed to Stacy to the article in the paper.
"Yeah, but marriage is bullshit too." Stacy giggled.
"Yeah, you are probably right." Lez dropped the yesterday's paper into the recycle bin right next to the trashcan.
They both left and rode through the light traffic. They made it to the doughnut shop early, so that they could make sure all the blood was up from the previous day's escapade. They were satisfied with the place and opened up. Many flocked in and asked for doughnuts, except one.
A girl with gigantic boobs walked in slowly. She wore this black dress that only went to the bottom of her ass cheeks and about one thirds down the front of her legs. Her brown hair was pulled up into a nice bun and held a briefcase and pad. She wore tall black high-heel shoes and a dark panty hose that darkened her legs and hid any flaws that probably did not exist on this beauty's entire body.
"Hello, my name is Jenny, I was wondering if you were accepting any employment applications?"
Stacy thought for a moment, Lez and herself have not had a day off ever since they started this job they needed someone to cover one of them at least from time to time. They could not find one way to work the doughnut shop with only one person. It was nearly impossible. "Maybe" She uttered.
Jenny gave her a wide pretty smile, "I promise you I won't tell on you!"
Stacy's face went straight blank as she heard those words, "What do you mean, not tell on me?"
"Yea I've been in your bathrooms many of occasions and they are always dirty. Osha would have a fit!" Jenny giggled.
Stacy immediately showed relief, "Yeah, we get tired of cleaning it."
"Why, what were you thinking I was going to tell them?" Jenny asked, trying to look past the cracked door leading to the kitchen.
"Listen Jenny, if you want to be hired, we need to give you a special evaluation. Its very simple in fact, you come to our place, and we will talk to you about it ok?" Stacy held out a card that addressed their address. It even had a neat little map on the back of the card. "I had fun playing around with print shop and mapquest." Giving Jenny a wide smile.
"Why do I have to go to your place to do this?" Jenny asked.
"If you keep on asking questions, I will just disregard that you ever came in here. Osha I can handle! Someone that keeps asking me pointless questions, I can't. Now go to my place tonight and we will sort it out ok?" Stacy yelled.
Jenny smiled, bit her lip, and then immediately walked behind the counter and then pushed the door open to the kitchen. A nearly naked beautiful woman, legs spread beautifully, pissing into a measuring cup greeted her.
Lez gasped as she saw the unknown hottie standing there, watching her do the most lewd act a woman could do at a job.
Jenny laughed, "I knew it! I knew you guys were fucking with the batter!"
Stacy quickly replied, "how?"
Jenny walked up to Stacy and bent her head down to Stacy's ear and whispered, "I saw one of you gathering water from underneath a dumpster, and I heard her talking about it." Then Jenny took Stacy's ear between her two teeth and licked what extruded into her mouth.
Both Stacy and Lez were horrified by the thought of Jenny knowing.
"Don't worry chicks. I want to work here and join in the festivities." Jenny commented.
Chapter 4
Jenny's
Introduction
Stacey watched as Lez paced back and forth in front of her,
herself sitting on the love seat at their apartment. Abruptly a soft
knock sounded at their front door. Lez took one last glance at her beautiful
friend with worry. "That must be her." Stacey commented- remaining motionless.
Lez stared at the door for a few seconds, "this bitch
better not set us up." Lez began walking over to the door, looking through the
peephole. Damn she thought, this Jenny character did have some huge
breasts, and not to mention the rest of the package was- well, a great package
"fucking slut" she says aloud right before opening the door.
Immediately playing the good girl role, Lez smiles brightly
"Hi! Welcome to our apartment."
"Thank you," Jenny rudely walks past Lez lightly pushing
her out of the way, and entering the living room. "Hi Stacey, " Jenny faces
her.
Stacey looks up at her unhappily- perhaps with a bit of
disgust. "So, you are going to blackmail yourself into our business- ruin our
dreams."
Lez closes the door then finding herself a seat on the
couch on the other side of the room. "Stacey," Lez gave her a stern look.
Jenny sits down right next to Stacey and places her hand on
her pant clad leg, creating an obvious negative discern with Lez. "Listen. I
do not want to create a problem with you. All I want to do is do what you do.
Normally feminine individuals that enjoy such perversions are ugly, fat,
uncaring of themselves. You two, both of you are beautiful, model like women
that enjoy the perversions of the world. It is a healthy aspect of a
relationship. I want to be apart of that- with you." Her obvious focus on
Stacey, but then moving her glance towards Lez as well.
Stacey looks over to Lez, "you know that we really do need
an extra body in there. We cannot keep working every day, all day- without a
break. It would be a healthy thing for our business."
Lez begins to develop an obvious look of hurt and anger all
wrapped together. "Everything is just fine right now! Us two- we have
something going on here." Lez stands up and walks closer to where they are
sat. "Stacey, you have to see that!"
"Lez. Baby, don't get mad at me. I am just telling you my
opinion." Stacey extending her hand out to Lez's hand and caressing it softly.
Jenny smiles as she watches their hands caress each
other's. "Wow, I didn't know there was something intimate going on between you
two. I mean I had a hunch."
Lez watches Stacey's eyes as an apparent annoyance fills
them. "So what do you think you are going to do for this business?"
Jenny smiles, "well, first off, I know that you two work
nonstop. I know that there are days that you get much less business than
others- particularly Sundays and Wednesdays- sometimes Thursdays. Days in
which a single person is capable of working the entire day by themselves.
There are other days that you need a third person like Monday mornings." Jenny
sits back more against the sofa looking at the women. Lez sits down on the arm
rest on the other side of Stacey.
"I could definitely work on the lower volume shifts
so that you two can have days off together." Jenny continued, "Could have the
shop open much later than six at night so that evening individuals can get
their coffees- particularly on the weekend nights. There is something else I
could do for your shop that I would like to rather surprise you with."
"We really have no choice in hiring you- do we?" Lez asks.
Jenny looks blankly at Lez- "I would hate to make it a two
sided coin- really. You either lose really badly, or win really well. You will
probably definitely go to jail for a long time, or you can hire me and have
days off and an extra 'body'."
Jenny looks to Lez- both of them begin to give each other
the 'silent conversation' people have when thinking. "Be there at five in the
morning, and we will start there." Stacey says, and then stands up- walking to
the door. "Now if you excuse us- we need to get to bed for an early morning."
00:00
The black unmarked expensive Cadillac Escalade parks itself
in the parking lot of the donut shop. A loud semi begins to pull up behind the
building and backs its trailer against the loading door of the restaurant. The
door of the Escalade opens and a black leather clad Jenny exits the vehicle
with black sun glasses on as well- despite it being dark out. Walking up to
the driver side of the semi awaiting for the occupant to get out. The door
eventually opens from the equally unmarked tractor and another black clad
woman steps out.
"I am ready to execute further commands Mistress." The
woman stood in a rest stance which is feet, shoulder length apart, and her
hands clasped behind her, head and eyes straight forward.
Jenny walks around the woman for a moment, making sure she
is not making any mistakes. "Good." She stops in front of the woman and looks
directly into her eyes. Her hand runs up the black leather suit the woman is
wearing and grabs her breast openly. She squeezes tightly to insure that she
is giving the woman pain. She dost not even flinch a muscle, not even a change
in her facial expressions. "You are such a good student. You will one day be
like me my slave, a mistress over your own girl. Like I did you, right after
your birth. I stole you from your life, your family, the pathetic world you
would have grown up in. I saved you from the sick display of disgust the
majority of these grotesque life forms we call humans have become accustom."
Turning away from the Slave, Jenny walks up to the
restaurant's door and looks back to her still in stance slave, "I want to show
you what these humans will buy and eat- from this restaurant. Show you of
their incompetence, their complete disregard of their lives. Show you what I
have saved you from."
"Mistress" The slave speaks, "savior, mentor. I will always
hold thee in the deepest parts of my heart- for saving me from the complete
disgust of a life. I hold my nose, and fight my gag reflexes when I am around
them and witness their complete disregard of their lives."
Jenny smiles, "commence final preparations. We have one
hour to complete the task my apprentice. I know you can complete it in half
the time. Make me proud." Jenny takes a key she had snatched out of
Stacey's pants pocket and pushed it into the door's key hole. After that she
stepped back and walked towards her Escalade. When the Escalade was gone, the
slave finally released herself from her ready stance.
The slave clicks a button on a ear piece she is wearing-
stating "computer- commence macro action A one thousand and five". The truck's
headlights flash its lights and make a low audible beep and then the trailer
begins to split from the top. The two sections of the trailer after the
segmentation begin to hinge at the base of the trailer and the upright wall of
the trailer. Eventually- the walls rotate so that the walls are now a
horizontal plane, aligned with the trailer's inner base, the segments that
were the roof begin to hinge down as well- to form a large horizontal plane.
On the plane is an unassembled crane that begins to assemble itself on the
large horizontal plane. The entire process is so silent you could hear an ink
pen drop on the parking lot.
At the back end of the plane are four large wooden crates.
The crane begins to disassemble the first crate. Two Hispanic men were tied
together within the box- their faces reeked of horror as they watched the
crane. The crane's fingers began to transform into hundreds of barrels. A
computerized voice began to speak to the men.
"Welcome to your worst nightmare. My name is Zara. I am a
computer program." The voice was a female child- with a British accent- but
was clearly computerized- because of its perfect pronunciations and zero
pauses for breath- especially between sentences. "You are looking down the
barrels of a prototype weapon called the Metal Storm. This weapon will
disintegrate you. Your death will not be noticed. It will end your pathetic
purposelessness."
Zara paused for a moment- for the first time since she
began talking. Evidently programmed to give the human some time to think about
their impending doom. "I do sense the elevation of your heart beating, the
increased amount of sweat your pores are secreting. I can see the heat in your
body illuminating my infrared vision. I sense you are afraid- very afraid."
Another pause, watching- waiting- observing. "There is a
prerequisite of your future life." The barrels of the large gun mounted on the
crane begins to move in closer- slowly. "Unfortunately- only for one of you.
There are three boxes in front of you. The one exceeding in productivity wins.
The other, loses. They contain instructions on how to assemble the contents-
where in the building to assemble them. You can only ask me three questions
between now and in forty five minutes from now. Inability to complete tasks
within that amount of time will subsequently end both lives. Irregardless of
how productive either of you are. Please begin." A bright laser beams from the
crane and burns away the rope that is holding their hands together.
The men, both having two differently colored hats, one
blue- one red. They immediately run for the crates in which there is only one
crowbar. Both begin to fight each other for the crow bar. The one with the
crow bar, red guy begins to hit and smash blue guy. Blue guy- the one without
eventually grasps the crowbar and they both fall to the ground trying to
wrestle it away from the other. Welts and lesions of blood begin to form all
over the men. One of the blue guy's hands apparently hurt really bad- perhaps
broken.
The black leather clad woman, in the shadows watches the
pure stupidity of the humans fighting amongst themselves- further
strengthening her negative stance on the nature of the typical human. The
apprentice clicks her ear piece. "Computer, repeat following words, 'you will
eventually run out of time fighting amongst yourselves, what if you were to
work together on opening each crate?' end repeat".
The computer repeats the message aloud to the two men. The
men look at each other for a moment, and blue released his grip on the
crowbar. "Si usted abre mi caja primero, pararé el luchar con usted."
Translated in English, "If you open my box first, I will stop fighting with
you."
The red hat man shook his head and walked up to one of the
crates and began prying it open. Eventually both were open and they began
reading their instructions. The contents were simple restaurant kitchen
supplies from 'Chef's choice equipment'. Eventually everything in the crates
were taken in and assembled under the required amount of time. The boxes
contained the following items.
- Two Model 610: Electric Food Slicer (Meat Slicer)
- One Model 668: Professional Electric Food Slicer
(Meat Slicer)
- Three Electric Slicer Sharpening
Attachments
- Model 130 Professional Sharpening Station: Black
- Model 750: Professional Electric Meat Grinder
- Five 8-in. Chef's Knife
- Five 6
-in. Chef's Knife
- Ten 5.5 inch boning knives
- Two 8-in. Diamond Sharpening Steel
- Six Shepherd 220AT fingerprint door lock #220AT
- Three Heavy Steel Security Decorative Doors
- One Security Automatic Opening Vertical Opening Door with Fingerprint lock
access
- Model A200 Inciner8 Medical Waste Incinerator (which instructions state that
Zana will install this itself)
- Three computers in which was installed by Zana- along with the networking
involved.
- One office copy, scanner, printer, fax laser printer
-
Two Model 678: Brushed
Stainless-Steel Cordless (Coffee Makers)
- Model 810: Gourmet Egg Cooker
- Fifteen hidden cameras
- Five security cameras
- King Size Bed, and Memory Foam Mattress
The men stood next to the empty boxes- awaiting for their
next commands. "You both have finished on time- surprisingly. I had not
expected such proficiency." The computer paused to allow human emotion to
marinate. "Now we must determine who is the most productive. Please stand
against the restaurant's wall at arms length apart please." They both jump off
of the platform and stand against the wall. The arm of the crane that held the
hundreds of barrels of weaponry approached the two men. It moved back
and forth- as if it were studying the two men, giving them a scare each time
the barrels point at them. The gun began to power up- the first sound the
crane made besides the woman's voice. It stopped in front of the blue hat guy.
"The most productive of you was the man wearing the blue hat." A loud
shrieking became audible and the blue hat man disappeared- turning into a red
mist of blood. "However- the winner is who dies- not the loser." Blood
splashes against the wall without a single trace of a body left. The bullets
began to move all over the ground and then immediately the bullets flew back
up and hit a magnetic sheet of metal that the crane now held open underneath
the barrels. The ammunition replenished itself- repairing any ammo that was
damaged, and adding them to a new cartridge.
The red hat man was terrified, and said nothing, not even
screamed. His eyes were wide, with tears running down them. "Do you find it
wrong that you- the weakest link, is allowed to live- and the one that was
most productive, was killed? Humanity does not need any more grunts. They need
more pathetic people like yourself. Run before you die as well. I never want
to see you in this town. If you ever tell anyone- I will go after you and then
after the people you told. Do not be responsible for their deaths. I live
everywhere. I am everywhere. I will always know where you are." The crane
began to transform its barrels back into metal fingers and then begins to
disassemble itself. The wings of the platform begin to modulate itself back
into the typical trailer box. The black truck starts up and then starts to
drive away from the parking lot.
05:00
Jenny sat on a window sill at the front of the donut shop.
She wore a green knee length skirt, with a brown short sleeve shirt, neck
jewelry, a lip ring, ear rings, tongue bar. Both Stacey and Lez began to walk
up to the restaurant from their Black Grand Am, "eh, she's here." Lez sighed
and then went into her purse for the restaurant keys.
Smiling, Jenny stood up quick and like an annoying school
girl that had injected sugar into her veins, began clapping and being all
happy-like. "Good morning! Good Morning! Beautiful morning is it not?"
Stacey looked at Jenny in all seriousness, then looked back
at Lez, "I am still asleep. You must forgive me while I try to conceive my
over-joyfulness for you."
They reached the door, Lez went to put the key into the key
hole but realized that it was gone, and the door was different. "What the
hell?" Stacey also joined in on the surprise.
Jenny smiled brightly as they looked to her, "surprise! My
present to you for hiring me- although you had to."
Lez bit her tongue and walked away for a moment.
"Whats wrong Lez?"
Stacey put a hand on Jenny's shoulder, "don't worry about
Lez, she is not much into surprises."
Jenny frowned for a second, "look!" Jenny walked up to a
panel on a wall that is not within sight range of the entrance, she presses
her finger to the pad and a green light emits from it. She opens the door to
the restaurant. "Very simple- no need for keys, and it is very secure."
Stacey smiles, "wow- Lez, this is really cool." Walking to
the panel, she touches the shiny steel reflecting surface. "What's the keypad
for?" Stacey asks.
"For emergency personnel- you can give them a code. Do not
worry- they only get the code if you give it to them. You get a code too- just
in case the biometrics messes up. Do not worry, you will learn in good time."
Lez walks up slowly, "I suppose it is a cool idea. But did
it not cost a lot of money?"
Jenny kept smiling, "of course it did. Like I said- I like
what you do. I did not come here to make money, I came here to play with you
and do the things you do."
They all walked into the building. "Wow, there is even a
security door to the kitchen." Stacey said, "but, will that not hinder our
productivity?"
Jenny puts her finger to the pad for the door to the
kitchen. The door automatically slides vertically into the ceiling. She walks
through- along with the other two girls. Primarily, Stacey and Lez are
surprised with the extra kitchen supplies- like the meat slicer, and the
incinerator. There is also a cutout in the wall between the front counter and
the kitchen. There are biometric locks on the two sliding plexi-glass doors
that open to trays that the donuts and other product get placed on. They will
hardly ever need to use the vertical door. The product can be placed on the
trays to slide to the front so that the cashier can package them up on the
other side of the wall.
There are also display screens, one hanging from the
ceiling in the production area, one on the counter for sales, and the other in
the office, so that they can send each other orders, and messages back and
forth. "These screens up here, " Jenny turns one of the screens on, "is a
touch screen and voice activated. You can view the fifteen tables that are out
there- watch them as they eat the delicacy donut. There are also five security
cameras, one pointing to the front counter, one outside watching the entrance.
The third one is watching the loading door. Another is monitoring the back
room- just in case an employee back here gets injured- the front employee can
look in every now and then and make sure they are alright. Fifth is a general
view of the seating area." As Jenny is explaining it, she shows them through
the menus and what they can do with the computer system.
"You can even monitor what is going on around here from
home. So if there is a single employee here, and if you want to watch the
depravity from home, you can log in. I will supply you with a USB biometrics
device to insure security of the fragile legality of the content. The data
will also be encrypted by your biometrics- and will only be able to be
decrypted with them. So- it is practically hacker proof."
Stacey begins to walk around and realizes there is a new
door, and perhaps even a new room added to the whole back area. She realizes
there is a biometrics panel on the side of it, like the other doors. She
places her thumb on the panel, and it emits a green light to signify granted
access. She turns the handle and opens it to find a room with a bed inside.
She walks in- noticing that there are various sex toys hanging on the wall.
There are D hooks attached to the ceiling, walls and floor. The room has a
black carpet and two dresser drawers made of stainless steel. Stacey opens one
of the drawers of the dresser to find all kinds of torture equipment like
surgical knives, hooks, long metal spikes. The next drawer has lubrications,
condoms, flavored sex condiments, gels and flavored lubricates as well. The
room was obviously to Stacey a place of sexual practice. "Lez, I have a bad
feeling about this room."
Lez takes a whip from the wall and looks at it, "wow, this
is so cool." She playfully whips the bed to test it out, the blankets on the
bed cut open. "Opps!" She yelps, "I am so sorry!" Looking towards Jenny for
apology.
"Why are you so sorry, it is your stuff too. Plus,
comforters are easy to replace." Jenny walks behind Lez and runs her hands
down her clothed body "and you looked extremely sexy doing it. I cannot wait
to see you doing that to a young, live, healthy human being." Jenny's tongue
reaches out and licks Lez's ear lobe and brings it into her mouth and sucks on
it.
Lez looks down to the whip, "that would have ripped
someone's skin open!" Her eyes begin to close as she begins to revel in the
experienced pleasure making Jenny is doing on her ear.
"That whip- you would want lots of blood and skin particles
flying, if you want to use that." The hot breath of Jenny's voice, traveling
hotly into Lez's ear- bringing shivers up and down her spine.
Lez moves away and looks to Stacey, "Stacey, you have to
think this is awesome."
Stacey looked at Lez hesitantly, a little put out, "it is a
bit of a shock Lez. Lets face it, I am still very new to the whole idea of
hurting people- not to mention killing them, mutilating them, for our
pleasure. I want friends and I like people too. I don't want to kill
everyone."
Jenny shakes her head for a moment, "once you start- you
won't want to stop. Forty percent of homicides go unsolved in the United
States. I have made it almost impossible for you to get caught." Her eyes move
around the room for a moment. "As long as you are smart at everything. Keeping
things cleaned. Making sure there is no human blood residue. Making sure there
are no remnants of any humans by mixing any of it into the batter for the
guests of our restaurant." Jenny closes the bedroom door, while they are still
in it. She walks to a handle embedded into the wall, she opens it- revealing
controls. "These controls are to the cleaning system. Once any large pieces of
human or whatever has been put into the incinerator. You would come back here
to start the deep cleaning process. It will take twenty minutes- during that
time you can enjoy yourselves on the bed, and reminisce of the day. The
cleaning process sprays heavy chemicals that have a special recycling process
so that you only replenish once a year. The system then comes in, and cleans
with ordinary soap, water, and then vacuum dries everything. Most cases it
should get all bodily residue, like blood, sperm, and etc clean.
Stacey begins to think and look to Jenny awkwardly, "how
the hell did you get all of this done over night- without any witnesses?"
"Let's just say, I have my ways." Jenny walks over to the
computer in the production area, along with Stacey and Lez and taps the screen
to get rid of the screen saver that appears- in which had the words 'Lez,
Stacey, and Jenny- the donut trio team." The screen popped up with a splash
screen of the computer system's name, a keypad, and a small black box. "This
is the new computer system we will be using. It will make your life a lot
easier, trust me." Jenny pressed her thumb into the small black box and a
white inset line begins to travel up and down the small box, scanning her
thumb. After a second, the screen pops up 'Logged In: Jennifer Talon' with the
time information.
"This is just so that the system knows you are here. This
system is a lot different than perhaps other restaurant computer systems-
since it thinks for you, rather than you having to tell it what to do." Jenny
hits a few buttons in the 'management' section of the tabbed styled menu. They
can immediately hear a printer warming up in which the two dumb-founded women
look to see that a copier is lighting up next to one of the counters. "I am
printing up a list of stuff we should prepare before we open to maximize our
productivity- so that we can have more fun later. I had taken the liberty to
enter the stock we have into the computer so that it knows what we have, what
we can make. I also have an order form ready for you to review and check over
to- in our new fax machine- fax it to the supplier."
Jenny turns around, leans against the counter behind her,
folds her arms and smiles. "So, what do you think?"
Lez walks over to the copier and runs her hands over it, "I
had to go to the local office store to fax the order." She picks up the three
sheets of paper from the paper tray and reviews over them. "Wow, up until now,
I was guessing," and continuing to flip the papers, looking through them.
"Absolutely, you will save a lot of money from shrink and
waste. Normally, before you print off the production sheets, you would need to
clock in. However, I clocked you in already. The computer will divide the
production responsibilities between the people who have production abilities.
Since all three of us are here, and we all know how to make donuts, I have
added that into your job ability."
Lez hands a paper to Stacey and then to Jenny. "Yeah,
I see they have your names on them."
Stacey clears her throat, "um," walking closer to Jenny she
begins to whisper, "I don't know how to make donuts."
Jenny smiles, "thats ok! You will learn."
"Well- um," Stacey pauses for a moment, absently looking at
the list, "you see, Lez and I," staring a glance at Lez for a second she looks
back to Jenny, "she agreed she would bake donuts and I do the sales aspect."
Jenny looks to Lez for any sign of facial communication and
then back to Stacey, "well, I suppose you could get everything ready at the
front of the house. One sec," Jenny goes back to the hanging screen from the
ceiling- the computer she was working from and starts going through the
management screen and starts changing job codes for each of the girls. She
then adds a new job code, adds a few responsibilities to the screen and
attaches them to the job code profile, she then changes Stacey's job code to
that responsibility. "You now are responsible for cleaning the bathrooms in
the morning, sweeping and mopping the floors, cleaning the booths and tables.
You can also wipe out the donut serving cabinet as well. Instead of someone
doing that at night. You can also set up the tills before open at seven."
Stacey bites her lip then looks to Lez, "jeez, that sucks.
I didn't know you were the one calling the shots."
Jenny's pretty smile turns upside down and then storms up
to Stacey's face, "look, you want this business to continue the nasty
perverted fucked up way you have been running it? Then you will need to take
responsibility. Do not even fucking give me a little snotty attitude! I am
just an ordinary girl, and I still figured something was a little wrong with
this place. If I were someone else, I would have taken you to the police. You
would have went to jail for life, perhaps even the electric chair. Now
go mop the fucking floors bitch!" Jenny yells and then points to the front of
the house in anger.
Stacey throws her production paper down and walks to the
front of the house.
Jenny walks back to the computer screen and the copier
begins to ignite in action, printing off a new production schedule.
06:30
Jenny walks to the front of the store, Stacey breaking
the plastic coin rolls off of the coins and emptying them into the till. Jenny
walks behind Stacey and hugs her from behind. "I'm sorry." Jenny puts her lips
to her neck and kisses it. "I wouldn't have put this much of an investment
into this place if I didn't care about it. I see the passion you both have,
and I want to help you with the dream that ignites that passion."
Stacey relaxes after those words, her breathing relaxed and
spies a peak to Jenny. "I know Jenny, and I thank you for what you have done.
I really do, this is all wonderful." Stacey looks through the front windows-
cars are parking, ready for the store to open. "This place has become the
popular place, has it not?"
"Yes, all because of the heart you girls have put in to it,
let us not stop that, not because I am here. Let us continue making this place
the premiere breakfast stop for this town." Jenny glances at the full cabinet
of donuts, ranging from glazed, to filled donuts, Bavarian cream, and custard.
Two of the five new coffee makers were brewing coffee, decaf and regular. The
sweet aroma of a bakery, mingling with the robust smell of fresh coffee- what
a way to wake up in the morning. "Let us start the day early shall we?" Jenny
walks up to the door, presses her finger on the pad. A dialog box pops up
after the access was granted that asks whether they want to permanently unlock
it, and 'yes' is what she selects.
With those actions, Stacey quickly sets the till up, and
then wipes the counter off to get ready for the morning rush. Jenny waves the
people from their cars in, and they begin to line up at the counter.
"I want the Bavarian cream donut with decaf please." One
person asks.
"I want the nutty donut," the snotty kid asks, being so
short, his chin is barely making it to the counter top. The adult behind him-
coaching the kid about economics.
The adult pats the kid on the back, "make sure you get the
right amount of money back son."
"A dozen glazed donuts, and four coffees- can I get
creamers on the side?" A man with a business suit asks.
"Can I top you off sir?" Jenny asks one of the sitting
guests. The dinning room filled with people, Jenny walks around with one of
the portable coffee makers and makes sure everyone's coffee is filled to the
top- even though before Jenny, refills cost thirty cents. Jenny walks back
over to the sales counter, 'it is all about the guests babe. All about the
guests. Oh, I think we need to put a bar in, for single employees," She looks
around at the room, a few tables having single individuals.
"Excellent idea," Stacey states.
07:45
Meanwhile, Lez in the back is hastily making the last of
her production list. Walking back and forth, getting hot donuts to the
cabinet. About eight thirty, her production list is done, and she is able to
go to the front and assist. Her apron covered in flour and whatnot however,
she takes it off before going. Walking to a storage room that is rarely
accessed during production- she realizes there are 4 of aprons on one
of the shelfs, and a bag full of laundry bags.
Jenny walks behind her, observing her wonderment. "We
also have a laundry service now. You take a bag, you put all of the dirty
aprons and linens that we have, and every Monday, a laundry truck comes by and
takes it all away and cleans it, gives you a bag of clean stuff." Jenny walks
up close to Lez and places a hand on her shoulder. "I want to tell you what I
told Stacey this morning. When I came here, I saw passion in the both of you,
a passion for this job. Please, do not let that passion dissipate because of
me. I have put a large investment into this place, because of that passion-
the desire to partake in that passion." Jenny brings her body against Lez's
back and caresses her near perfect womanly figure, drawing her hands down her
body. "Instead of two, let three exacerbate that passion. Let me help bring
your wildest, nastiest, distasteful desires into your heart- into your cunt"
Jenny's hand presses against the fabric between her legs, digging her fingers
and rubbing them in a vertical motion.
"Oh my god," Lez drops the apron in her hand, and reaches
for Jenny's devious hand, half-heartedly trying to stop the attack,
half-heartedly wanting to assist Jenny in the attack on herself. "Please," Lez
pauses- or perhaps stops mid-sentence.
"Please what my love," Jenny's lips speak against Lez's
ear, her warm breath and the wet lip touching- sending shivers down Lez's
back. The lips enclose around Jenny's ear lobe and her tongue begin to lap at
the bottom of it. Her fingers crawl away from Lez's and meets the top of her
pants and submerges her hand underneath- underneath the panties, against the
shaved flesh, down the labia majora. Her fingers dig between her closed legs-
the result of standing, and enters the bottom section of the outer lips. Her
fingers feel the intense effect she is having on her prey, the copious girl
juice drooling on to her fingers like a faucet, coating down the victim's legs
and giving her an obvious wet stain on her jeans- like she had peed herself.
"I bet you want me to clean that up- don't you?" Taking her hand out from
under the defeated girl's jeans she brings her fingers to her extruded tongue
and laps at the overflow of excitement, licking them completely clean.
Jenny runs her hands back down to Lez's pants but grasps
the top of them and pulls Lez with her to the production table Lez was working
at. She takes a newly purchased half ounce ladle with one hand, while
unzipping Lez's pants with the other. "I think we need to make special
Elizabeth donuts for our new trio." Jenny pulls roughly at Lez's pants and
panties and the female aroma fills the room. Placing the half ounce ladle to
the lips of the girl, she begins to gather the juice into the ladle. She
travels up and down her legs, to get as much into the metal tool. Jenny drops
her fingers back down and runs them along the side of the labia minora, and
then on the other side. Lez's eyes close shut, and her mouth opens and moans
in obvious approval. Jenny's coated fingers rub vertically and eventually
uncovers the girl's clitoris and begins rubbing furiously onto the highest
concentration of nerve endings in her body.
Jenny places the ladle's contents into one-forth
measuring cup, only filling it one-forth of the way. "One sixteenths of a
cup," Jenny says "I want this cup full! I want your fuck juices drooling all
over the sides of this measuring cup!"
Lez stands there, being victimized by this large breasted
girl in front of her, milking her special mucus from the delicate lips of her
no longer secret places. Her mind- her body, wild with lust- wild with pent up
sexual desire. The juices continue to pour- yes, yes... she may yet fill that
measuring cup, she may need a one half cup to hold the amount of juices she
wants to exert from her piss and fuck hole. She can feel the woman's fingers
rubbing vigorously against her clitoris. The finger pushing harder and harder
by the moment. Jenny stopped- why oh why did she stop, please- Lez's mind
yelled for more, her lips opened up to speak, but nothing came out but a loud
moan full of desire and full of incredible pleasure. What is it, why is this
woman making her feel so good, with but a finger. Lez's mind immediately
explodes in incredible feelings of euphoria as Jenny inserts two fingers,
without an ounce of pain. Her dripping vagina... so wet, they were buried
completely into her body with only positive feeling- pleasure. The woman
curved her fingers as if her fingers were in the holes of a bowling ball-
curving around the pubic bone so that her fingers can reach the G spot-
between the urethra and her vaginal wall. The fingers begin vigorously
spasming on that location. Lez's knees almost give completely out, her body
wreaks in orgasmic pleasure, her body convulsing- her legs immediately pulling
around Jenny's arm like a vice, squeezing her arm very tightly. Lez bends at
her knees down slowly as her body shakes violently and finally sits on the
floor as she lets out a loud scream, expelling most of the air out of her
lungs. Gasping, gasping hard, and quick, so she can scream more- to let the
world know exactly what she is going through. To advertise the extreme
pleasure her body is going through- wanting them to know what she has now.
09:00
Stacey pats Lez's face, "Lez! Lez! My god wake up!"
Lez's eyes open slowly to view her beautiful goddess
Stacey. After such an extreme orgasm- an orgasm brought on with but two
fingers, the view of her love- the girl that occupied her mind and occupied
her life was a view of the greatest comfort of all.
"Wake up! You fainted!" Stacey yelled.
Lez- snapping out of the state of complete greatness,
brought her hand up to Stacey's face and brought her face to her own, their
lips coming together, softly- slowly. Their lips embraced with one another for
a few moments, no tongue, just the pleasant feel of each other's lips
together. Stacey breaks the kiss, "I suppose you are alright."
"Yes, I love you Stacey, but I had one of the most
wonderful orgasms ever."
Jenny bends down and shows Lez the contents of the one
fourth cup. "It overflowed the one fourth cup" the fluid drooling down the
sides of the cup and onto her fingers. "The doughnuts call for two cups of
milk for every ten donuts. We will make five donuts. Twenty-five percent of
the milk will be substituted by Lez's delicious concoction." Jenny pours the
syrupy liquid into a large measuring cup, and then pouring the milk in result
of two cups of fluid. She takes the automatic donut maker and pours the liquid
into the machine along with the other ingredients to make a standard donut.
Jenny turns around to face Stacey and hands her the cup.
"Wanna lick the bowl?" Jenny smiled deviously while licking her own fingers in
which the overflow of the cup ran down to. Stacey looks at it rather
awkwardly, not in the mood for sexual games "awe, I don't think she wants any
of your juices Lez." Jenny clicks the on switch to the donut maker and it
begins to make the special donuts.
Lez looks to Stacey, stands up and walks over to her and
takes the cup from her fingers and runs her other hand to Stacey's hand and
caresses it. "I love you Stacey." Lez then kisses her on the lips. She then
brings the cup up to Stacey's lips, her own lips coming to the opposite side
of the cup and runs her tongue out to lick her side of the measuring cup.
Stacey looks intently into Lez's eyes and surrenders her tongue out to the rim
of the cup and begins to lick the juice that has been glazed over the cup. Her
tongue reaching in, gathering as much as Lez's womanly liquids as she could
and brings it into her mouth and tastes it.
Jenny smiles as she picks up the first donut made out
of the automatic donut maker and takes a bite out of it. "These are warm, and
very moist, I wonder what the secret ingredient is." Jenny laughs. "Just so
you know," Jenny walks over to the donut cabinet that serves the front
counter, she reaches in and pulls out a donut. "These strawberry donuts? Not
really strawberry." Jenny giggles. Both Lez and Stacey stop their lewd act of
disgust, and look to Jenny's presentation. "They have human blood and remains
in them."
Stacey immediately steps away from Lez in an angry fashion,
"who the hell did you kill?" She yells, her companion Lez keeps licking her
own juices like a pervert, watching the action.
Jenny looks down at the donut, brings it to her own lips
and takes a bite out of the pastry. She chews for a moment, letting Stacey's
anger either boil, or subside. While her mouth still full of the donut she
begins to reply, "a guy that helped set up the equipment in this place. No
witnesses, no trouble."
Looking to Lez for some kind of backup support- not looking
like she will be getting any, Stacey looks back to Jenny. Stacey just could
not figure out why to be angry, so she begins to settle down, "I'm sorry for
yelling."
Jenny walks up to Stacey and hugs her for a moment while
still chewing, "that is ok Stacey, we will get to know each other very
intimately soon." Moving away from Stacey, Jenny tears a piece from the donut
that she took a bite from and brought it to Stacey's lips, "go ahead- taste
the forbidden fruit. You are going to be a sexy hot ass babe of a cannibal-
all three of us will be, will salivate for the taste of human flesh in our
donuts."
Lez watches intently as her best friend is being trained by
the new employee, trained on to unleash her inner dark self.
Stacey, her mind filled with questions, but answers to them
are inevitably answered by themselves. Questions like- is this what I want to
be? Am I this horrible monster. But that is only a matter of perception-
right? 'I may be a monster to the rest of the human race, but I will be who I
want to be. An evil woman that likes to see the pain of her victims and then
feast on what they had built for all of those years or what they could have
built in the future. The younger the better.' Stacey thought, 'yes the younger
the better' She begins to open her lips on her own accord- surprising both
Jenny and Lez. Her tongue out reaches to the forbidden donut. Tainted with the
blood of an innocent person that had a precious life not unlike her own. The
blood that was created by the very things the victim ate, breathed, slept. The
blood that once coursed through a healthy man or woman- their veins, the four
compartments of their heart, beating, in accordance with the victims's intake
and outtake of oxygen- the very air that she breathed now. She would violate
the victim, and humiliate the victim in the most humiliating way. She would
eat him. Her mouth immediately takes the donut from Jenny's fingers, chewing
on the baked pastry, trying to visualize the type of life the person had.
Visualizing the victim as a baby, going to high school as a teenager- having
sex for the very first time. Stacey begins go light headed with the pure
ecstasy of the feeling of being in that much of control of the person. She
could feel the donut getting stuck into her teeth- the victim getting stuck to
her teeth, like some ravaging animal ripping flesh apart. Stacey falling to
her knees, her hand grasps between her legs, holds it for a second and then
lets out a loud scream as she has an orgasm at the very thought of what she
was doing.
Jenny looks to Lez in surprise, to see Lez was also
surprised. "I can see who the fucked up one is."
Lez stoops down to Stacey and places a hand on her face,
"are you ok?"
Stacey smiles, "that was the most wonderful donut ever."
Catching her breath she looks to Jenny with over joyfulness "Welcome to our
business Jenny."