Feast Day
by Fire-Bird (Inspired by Dolcett & Hill)
Chapter 04 "Runaways."
Candy Smith had really screwed up. She was selected for the meat lottery
a week ago but foolishly decided she wasn't going to participate. As a
consequence to her actions the females in her entire family were to be
executed via slow impalement regardless of their age. Candy was forced
to watch as her mother, sisters and aunty were executed.
A naked Candy was dragged out to the public butchering area. Candy was
tied to a post and the execution's assistant was on hand to force her to
watch her family being executed. Candy watched as her aunt, sisters and
mother were led out. They had all been stripped naked and prepared. Tears
ran down their cheeks has they cried and whimpered. Candy's Mum in
particular was furious at her daughter. She glared at her as she walked
up the steps to the impalement spits.
Hands tied behind her back, Candy's Aunt was the first to go. The executioner
turned the Aunt around. He pushed her back while his other assistant
put the spit point at the victim's asshole. With a nod the execution pushed
the Aunt backwards over the edge of the landing. Candy felt the scream
course through her own body as her Aunt sunk down onto her spit. A good
foot and a half had entered her body until the stabilising rod which had
entered the Aunt's vagina finally stopped the poor woman. The assistant
turned Candy's Aunt on her pole so Candy could see the woman's face.
The stabilizer rod was designed to slowly click down the pole by the
gyrations of the victim. It was a painfully slow death. Wasting little
time the executioner turned Candy's eldest sister back towards her spit.
Again the executioner pushed her back to the spit as the assistant angled
it to slip into the concrete hole in the ground. This prevented the spit
from falling over and ruining everyone's day.
Candy's sister also was turned around while the spit was inside her. She
hissed and yelled at Candy. "Candy, I hope you roast for a long time!"
More tears flowed down Candy's cheeks.
"Your turn Tracy." said the executioner. He pointed at her spit. Tracy
was the youngest of the family and very scared. She ended up fainting on
the landing. But there were procedures in place for this eventuality.
Smelling salts quickly woke Tracy up so she could endure the execution
as well. Tracy was so light the executioner easily picker her up, spread
her ass cheeks with his hands and placed her onto her spit. Tracy screamed
as she inched down the spit.
Candy's Mum was next. The executioner asked the Mum if she had any last
words. Overcome by grief at seeing her daughters and sister slowly dieing
beside her, Candy's Mum shook her head in grief.
"Candy, you shouldn't have run. Now we all end up as meat." she said.
"I'm sorry Mummy." called out Candy. But even she knew it was too late.
With a strength she didn't realise she had, Candy's Mum turned her back
on her second eldest daughter. Candy watched on as her Mother was backed
up to her spit and screamed as she was forced back onto it. The spit
was relentless and already pushing a over a foot deep before she was turned
around to face Candy.
Candy tried to look away but was slapped by the executioner's assistant.
He held her face up and forced her to look at the executions.
It took nearly thirty minutes before all the four victims had died.
Their mouths were wide open from the spits. Candy watched as the cooks
gutted their bodies, removed their internal organs, stuffed the cavities
and took away the bodies for cooking.
Once the bodies had gone Candy was untied from her post. She walked sedately
beside the head executioner up on the landing. She stood quietly as her
hands were tied. She was forced backwards up to the edge of the landing. She
felt the cool of metal push into her asshole. Bracing against the
executioner's hands on her shoulders she allowed him to pushed her back onto
the spit. The pain was excruciating. Candy screamed and pleaded for mercy.
Shock attacked her and Candy swam through the hormones flooding her body.
She felt a sting on her thigh and looked down at one of the assistants
injecting her with something. He looked up at her.
"It's a shot to suppress your adrenaline so you won't go into shock."
he answered her unasked question.
The euphoric feelings disappeared quickly and Candy was left with nothing
but the pain. She cried as the cook turned her around on her spit. Unlike
her sisters, Mum and Aunt. She wasn't allowed the privilege of dieing
from shock.
Candy felt the spit enter into her gut. Her tummy muscles squeezed to try
and expel the intruder. The accompanying cramps were torture. Candy had
to suffer through it all. The spit pushed in against her right lung and
made it hard to breath. The cook noticed this and realigned her body to
get the spit going in an upwards direction.
Candy suffered for over forty minutes while the cook, executioner and
his assistant enjoyed a nice cold beer. All three men watched and chatted
about cars and politics while Candy slowly impaled herself and was dieing
before their eyes.
Finally after enough pain to killed three elephants, the spit pushed up
through Candy's throat and past her jaws. The stabilizer bar locked itself
into it's permanent position and Candy was ready to go. Candy realised
she could breath still. Because of her punishment Candy's spit was a
special design. It was a hollow tube with holes to allow breathing. She
was going to die from being cooked, not impaled. Candy cried when she
realised this. She felt a knife cut into her tummy and remove her internal
organs.
The cook and execution lifted her up on their shoulders and walked over
to a pit. Candy slowly rotated above the flames. The heat was incredible
and she couldn't say at thing or even move.
A naked man and woman stood beside her pit.
"This is her, the one who ran away." said the man.
"Is she still alive Daddy?" asked the girl.
"Yep. Once your number comes up, that's it. So what do you think honey,
would you like to be done this way?"
"No way Daddy. If mu number comes up I'll go the regular way." said the
girl. Wish I thought of that thought Candy.
As Candy rotated she watched as Dad and daughter walked away to discuss
other matters. There was only one person left to see her blink before
she died. And that was a woman called Donna.
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