MF+/f, Snuff, Cannibalism, Impalement, NC, Extreme
Roasting Grotto
by Fire-Bird (Inspired by Dolcett & Hill)
Chapter 01 "The fling."
Warning -
Dolcett is one of the most extreme artists around the world. He draws
people (mostly women) in positions of asphyxiation, cannibalism, impalement,
snuff, etc. This story follows his work very closely and I don't hold back
from telling it like it is. If you are not comfortable with descriptions of
this extreme erotica, then I highly recommend you don't proceed any further.
The story codes that are required by the BDSMLibrary.com website are there
for a reason. You have been warned.
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Kendrick gave a low guttural growl. He loved the sound. He tightened his
tie and stretched his neck in the mirror. He felt like a predator tonight
and woe to his target as soon as he finds her. He grabbed his wallet, keys,
gold rolex and slipped out the door. Half an hour later he was at the
cocktail party looking for his prey.
It took a while before he spotted her. She was chatting with a silly
pompous waiter while sipping a Gin & Tonic. He watched her eyes as they
looked from one person to the next in the boardroom. She looked bored and
alone. He studied her for a little while to make sure of his next target.
She moved over to the makeshift bar and politely asked the bartender for a
refill. Her eyes again wandered aimlessly over the crowd. She seemed more
to be killing time and being noticed than actually doing any business
networking. Kendrick noticed his lips were dry and licked them slightly.
He watched her as she went back to her original spot and continued a small
conversation with another waiter.
Kendrick looked over her form. Lovely petite body. Slim and well looked
after. Her skin was tight and lightly tanned. She giggled and Kendrick
knew that she was the one. Eventually the waiter left her to carry on
working. Time to make a move thought Kendrick. He ordered two Gin & Tonics
from the bar and made his way to stand beside her.
"Hi there. Could you use one of these?" he said offering the drink.
She smiled, said thank you and took his offering. For a while they made
small talk. Mostly about business and how these sort of parties were so
boring. Kendrick knew which buttons to press with her, and very shortly
she was infatuated with him. After twenty minutes they both left to get
some coffee.
Kendrick learned heaps about her. Her name was Marsha Edmunds. She was on
her first business trip. Married to a guy called Mark, who preferred his
work over her. No kids, her husband didn't want the responsibility.
After an hour Kendrick decided to turn on the charm. Marsha was instantly
hooked. This Mark must be a real fucking asshole thought Kendrick. Another
hour of talking and Marsha had been easily convinced to go back to his
room for a nightcap.
Kendrick held her hand as they entered the elevator. He pointed to his door
and once on the other side he pulled her towards him for a kiss. Marsha
easily submitted and kissed him back. Kendrick removed his tie and turned
down the lights.
"Now this is more like it. These cocktail parties are so boring."
Marsha smiled. Kendrick could tell she was nervous. He took her hand and
leaned in close to look into her eyes.
"Don't be nervous, I don't bite." he said.
"I'm sorry. This is a little new to me ... I don't ... I've never been
with anyone except my husband."
Kendrick unbuttoned her business blouse. He could feel her body heat on
the fabric. Too easy he thought.
"I've never been naked with anyone else. Sorry." Marsha continued.
God she goes on, thought Kendrick.
"Don't be. Look, he's back home and you're here. Have some fun ..."
persisted Kendrick.
Marsha couldn't resist his smile and charm.
"Yeah," she said straightening her back and shoulders. "You're right.
Nobody will know and it's about time I loosened up."
About fucking time, thought Kendrick removing his shirt. Marsha nearly
swooned. He had a body to kill for. Strong muscles rippled pushing each
other aside to show off. His tummy showed off an awesome set of abs.
Marsha ran her hands over his body. All her inhibitions disappeared. She
was so looking forward to the fucking she was going to get.
Marsha removed the rest of her clothes with Kendrick's help. He removed
each item separately and kissed each part of her body. Marsha was in
heaven. Finally they both got down to business. Marsha lay on the bed
while Kendrick thrusted his large cock deep into her pussy.
For over the next two hours there was a lot of pussy licking, cock sucking
and thrusting. Marsha was loving her first fling. She felt Kendrick cum
for the third time and fall over limply to the bed. She propped herself up
on her elbow and snuggled into his chest. Kendrick wrapped his powerful
arms around her body and they both enjoyed each other's scent and body heat.
Ten minutes later Kendrick felt hungry. "Hungry?" he asked. Marsha nodded.
"I'll make some reservations, what do you feel like?"
Marsha sat up. "Barbecue sounds good."
Kendrick smiled. The irony of it all he thought. "Just what I had in mind."
Marsha patted his leg. "I'm going to take a shower." she said, "Want to
join me?"
Kendrick raised his eyebrows. "Okay. Let me call first."
"I love barbecue, it makes the meat taste great."
It sure does he thought. Kendrick watched as his prey went into the bathroom.
He waited until Marsha had entered the shower. Once sure he wouldn't be heard
Kendrick grabbed the phone and dialled.
"Hi. This is Kendrick. I've got a pick-up. Marriott Room 602. Make it about
ten minutes time. No, this one is prime. Grade A. Better than that cheer-
leader on Tuesday. Okay, see you soon."
Kendrick stood up and reached for his trousers. Inside his right pocket
was an extendable metal club. At six inches it wasn't big but once he
pressed a button and flicked his arm, it quickly flicked out to an
impressive twenty-four inches of metal.
Kendrick spun the club in his hand and walked into the bathroom. Marsha
didn't even hear him walk in. Kendrick pulled back the curtain. Marsha felt
the draught and before she could turn around was struck across the back
of her head. The last thing she heard was, "Sweet dreams Marsha." as she
collapsed to the floor.
Kendrick didn't waste anytime. He easily picked up Marsha's body and lay
her face down on the floor. He checked the back of her head to make sure
she wasn't bleeding. He tied her wrists behind her back and also her ankles.
Next he blindfolded her. He had just finished putting his clothes back on
when there was a knock at the door. Kendrick recognised the knocking pattern
as his courier. He let the courier in who had a large box and quickly closed
the door.
"Nice babe. Details?" asked the courier as he opened the box.
"Married, late 20s. Nothing unusual." replied Kendrick.
"Good. The boss told me to tell you that there's a beauty pageant tomorrow
in LA at the Hilton airport centre. You could do a little hunting and get
some sun."
"No problem. Alert the LA pick-up team. I'll try to pick the winner. Ha!"
The courier removed a syringe and jabbed it into Marsha's thigh. He pumped
in its contents and then slipped it into his pocket. He checked Marsha's
firm body and breasts.
"This one's a beauty Kendrick. You still have a good eye for a nice piece
of ass. Did you tell her she's been invited for dinner?"
"No, I figured she would want to be surprised. She did say she liked a
good barbecue."
Both men placed Marsha into the box and the courier nailed it down tight.
Kendrick watched as the courier carted the box out of the room and down
the hallway.
Another one gone, another ten grand in the bank. Too easy thought Kendrick.
He went to pack and organise for a flight to LA.
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