This story contains snuff, cannibalism, and sex. This is a work of fiction although it is based on actual events that happen in Texas during the late sixties. Please do not read any farther if you are under eighteen or do not like the things described above. All rights reserved 1995 TopCat's Tales and erotica.wewriteforu.com tlc
Dorothy's Diner
Preface
Dorothy ran one of the best diners in the state. People came from all
over the country to taste her home cooking. Dorothy, in her mid
sixties, is still as spry as someone half her age. Everyone that meets
her feels they have met a new friend. Walking into her roadside diner
you would think it no different from the thousands spread across the
country. Yet her's is a little different. in the front part you can
find the normal fried chicken and green beans. The special dining room
is what brings her best paying customers. In this room, once a week,
she serves a variety of human meat. Her fame is spreading around the
country so she expects, soon, she might have to close the little diner
and open a restaurant that only serves human flesh. Dorothy learned to
cook humans from her grandfather. He ran a diner in Texas. There was
once a movie made about his place. The movie was called "The Texas
Chainsaw Massacre". The movie made her grandfather seem like an evil
man but he just wanted to make the best barbecue in Texas.
When dorothy first started to follow in her grandfather's footsteps
she had to get the girls by kidnapping them. Things changed somewhere
in the mid eighties. Girls found about her diner and came in to
volunteer for her pit. Since Dorothy was getting older by this time it
made her job a lot easier. Every now and then a girl would change her
mind and Dorothy would have to go back to some of her old techniques.
She learned from her grandfather to kill them with one lick to the
head. There was the second movie they made about her grandfather where
he couldn't kill this girl with one lick. Everybody around knew that
wasn't true, he always got them with one lick to the back of the head.
Dorothy was different from her grandfather, she liked to cook her
girls alive. She believed it gave them a better flavor.
Chapter I
Dorothy heard a knocking on the back door of her diner. She opened the
door and three girls were standing there. The girl with long black
hair asked, "Is this the diner where you cook the barbecue?"
Dorothy replies, "Yea, I do a little cookin' here. You interested in
some barbecue?"
The girl with black hair responded, "I guess so...I mean we would like
to be barbecue."
Dorothy looked over the three girls close trying to figure if they
might be working for the cops. She noticed the excitement in their
eyes that a cop would not have. She invited the girls in and told them
to take off their clothes. The girls immediately strip and stood
before Dorothy. Dorothy walked around the girls and pinched them in
different parts of their bodies. Two if the girls were pretty lean and
would roast well. One of the girls had a little fat on her. Dorothy
decided she would do for frying or stewing.
Dorothy told the girl with black hair, that did all of the talking,
and the other lean girl to have a seat. She explained she had some
southern gentlemen coming that night and they like southern fired
girl. She took the plump girl over to a chair and had her sit down.
She then shaved her head and pussy. Once she had her hair removed,
Dorothy led her to a big pot. She told the girl to get in and rub the
liquid all over her body. The pot held Dorothy's special mixture of
milk, eggs, and spices. The girl looked as if she was taking a bath
rubbing the milky liquid over her body. Dorothy smiled as she noticed
the girl rub more of the liquid on her pussy and large breast. Dorothy
knew the girl was getting sexual pleasure form the ordeal. Dorothy
told the girl to get out of pot and pointed to a pan near by. The
girl, near orgasm, stepped out of the pot and went to the pan
indicated by Dorothy. This pan contained flour and spices. Dorothy
told the girl to lay down in the pan and roll around till she was
covered. The girl rolled around till the flour was bound to her body
by the egg and milk mixture. The plump girl looked like something from
a sci-fi magazine with the flour stuck to her body.
Dorothy led the girl over to this big wire basket. She had the girl
kneel down in the basket. She tied her hands behind her back and then
attached them to her ankles. Dorothy pressed a button and a hoist
lifted the basket, with the girl inside, up and over a large pot of
boiling lard. When the basket was positioned over the boiling lard the
girl's eyes widened in fear. Reality had hit the plump girl that it
was really happening. Dorothy did not care if the girl had gotten
reality and fantasy mixed up. All she wanted was for her to brown up
nice and crisp. Dorothy pressed a button and the floured girl was
lowered to the boiling lard. When her legs touched the hot lard the
girl let out a scream. The hoist moved slow so it took almost a minute
for the girl to disappear into the boiling liquid.
Dorothy looked at the other two girls as they watched their friend
being deep fried. For a minute she thought the girls might try to
leave. They watched as their friend rolled around in the hot lard. All
three watched as the girl begin to slowly brown. It looked as if the
frying girl was caught in a whirlpool as she continuously rolled over
and over in the hot liquid. After an hour the girl was rolling on top
of the hot lard. This indicated to Dorothy the girl had finished
cooking. Dorothy hit a button on the hoist and the basket, containing
the fried girl, raised out of the lard. The two other girls looked at
what remained of their friend. There was no resemblance to the girl
that had walked in just a couple of hours earlier. The figure was
covered with the brown flour. The shape looked human but other wise it
looked like a perfectly fried piece of meat. Dorothy hit another
button on the hoist and it tilted till the fried girl tumbled out of
the basket onto a paper covered platter. When the girl hit the platter
she rolled slightly.
Dorothy walked over to the cooked girl and pinched where her nipple
was. A piece of the brown bread and a nipple came off in her hand. She
popped the fried nipple into her mouth and said, "That sure is good,
wish I had time to eat some of it but there is plenty of work to be
done."
There was another knock on the door. Dorothy opened it and there were
six girls standing there. Dorothy now had more girls wanting to be
cooked and eaten. Dorothy pressed a button and two men entered the
kitchen. She had the men carry the fried girl to the private dining
room, where two men waited on their country fried girl.
Dorothy looked at the eight girls now seated around the kitchen. All
of the girl's eyes were fixed on the fried girl being carried out of
the kitchen. Dorothy spoke to the girls, "You girls are the best I
have seen around here in a while. There is a big party tonight and for
a while I thought I was going to have to serve frozen meat. You girls
follow me out to the smoke house."
The girls followed Dorothy out the back door to the large building a
hundred feet away. The inside of the building was lined with a large
rack over pits of hot coals. Dorothy looked at the last six girls to
come and said, "You girls go back to the bathroom and shave all of the
hair off your body. Be sure and pay special attention to that pussy of
yours." Dorothy looked at the two girls that had come with the first
one and said, "I have something special planned for the two of you so
be patient with me."
Shortly the six bald and naked girls filed back and stood in front of
Dorothy. She looked them over close and was pleased at the shaving.
Dorothy asked the girls, "Do any of you girls want to just walk up on
the pit like you are and do a little dance on the hot coals for me?"
two of the girls stepped forward, this pleased Dorothy. She liked to
see girls cook themselves alive but it did mean a little extra trouble
to her. She had the two volunteers to stand facing the barbecue pits
while she went over to the four others and said, "I guess we better
get you girls ready for cookin'."
Dorothy led the girls to an area where the floor was stained red with
the blood of girls long since eaten. She pressed a button and a hook
came down from the ceiling. Dorothy slapped the hook against the back
of one of the girls. The hook went deep into the girl's spinal cord
just below her neck. Dorothy touched a button and the girl rose off
the floor, screaming and body twitching as the hook dug deeper into
her body. dorothy stopped the girl when she was about a foot off the
floor. She slid a was tub under the twitching and screaming girl. She
then took a long sharp knife and strabbed the girl in her belly
button. Dorothy worked the knife down to her pubic bone and then back
up to her breast bone. Blood ran in streams from the open wound to the
tub below. Dorothy put her hand in the wound and began pulling the
girls intestines and stomach out. All of the girl's guts fell into the
wash tub. Dorothy then took a garden hose and washed the inside of the
girl till there was little blood.
Dorothy repeated this till all of the girls were hanging by a hook and
gutted. Dorothy pushed the girls on a trolley till they were over the
rack and then lowered them. The girls twitched and screamed as they
hit the hot rack. Dorothy was pleased that all the girls survived the
gutting. She hated to cook dead meat.
Dorothy went back to the two frighten girls standing in front of the
rack. They had seen their friends gutted and placed on the rack.
Dorothy spoke to the girls and said, "You two can change your mind and
get gutted first, if that is what you want."
One of the girls spoke shakily, "No Mame, I have dreamed about being
cooked alive all of my life."
Dorothy smiled at the girls and said, "Ok girls, your dream is about
to come true. For your courage I will serve you to my best customers
and friends. Now lets get started."
The girls stepped on the bench in front of the rack. The next step
will put them over the hot coals. The girls looked at each other and
stepped onto the hot rack. They moved from foot to foot trying to stop
the burning in their feet. Dorothy smiled at the vain attempts to
avoid the heat and said, "Girls, its like swimming in cold water. you
have to just dive right in. The sooner you start cookin' the quicker
the pain goes away."
The girls did just that, they lay down on their backs. They both let
out loud screams as the heat burned blisters on their tender flesh.
One of the girls passed out from the pain but the one that had spoken
rolled from her front to back almost continuously. Dorothy watched the
girl move around and new this would save her a lot of work. Every time
the girl changed sides Dorothy could see the marks from the rack on
her young body. She could see the sweat and body juices flow from the
girl. Each time the fat dripped from the girls flames would erupt from
the hot coals below.
The girl was barely moving by now. The last time she move, she looked
at Dorothy. There was a look of relief and a smile on her face.
Dorothy knew this girl had orgasmed sometime since she started
cooking. She had lived and died her fantasy. This almost brought tears
to Dorothy's eyes.
Dorothy went around every thirty minutes turning the girls on the
rack. The house filled with the aroma of the cooking girls. People
from miles around could smell the barbecue. Dorothy knew the diner
would be packed tonight. She smiled at the thought of the people
sitting around eating her barbecue and complimenting her on the taste.
If only they knew it was human flesh they were eating. The only people
that would know were those sitting in the special dining room.
Dorothy went over to the two girls, that had sat patiently while
Dorothy had prepared the other girls. Dorothy looked at the girl with
black hair and said, "I am going to save you till tomorrow night. I am
going to have a private dinner at my house and you are one of he best
girls I have ever had. For waiting I will let you help prepare your
friend tonight."
This seemed to please the girl with black hair. Everyone liked to feel
special at sometime in their life, even if it was a short life.
Dorothy and the two girls went back to the diner and went into the
private dining room. In the middle of the dining room was a pit with
hot coals. She looked at the girl to be cooked and said, "You are
going to be cooked in front of my guest. A lot of people like to see
their food bein' cooked."
Dorothy had the girl lay down on a table with her legs wide apart. She
lathered the girl's pussy and had the girl with black hair shave off
the girl's pubic hair. Dorothy then took a long spit and placed it in
the girl's pussy. The girl with black hair helped as they pushed
together, forcing the spit into the screaming girls abdomen. While
the spit remained just in the girls intestines, Dorothy cut open the
girl and removed her intestines and other organs. Then the two women
pushed on the spit once more. The spit soon popped out of the girl's,
open mouth. The spit silenced the girl's screams and the room was
silent once more. Dorothy then stuffed the open abdomen of the girl
with potatoes, carrots, and onions. She the sewed the opening closed
with heavy string. Dorothy had the girl, with black hair, help carry
the spitted girl and place it on the brackets that would hold her over
the hot coals. The end of the spit had a crank on it and Dorothy had
the girl with black hair turn the spiited girl over the hot coals.
The room soon started filling with a half dozen couples. They all
mumbled and pointed to the spitted girl being turned over the hot
coals. Dorothy was pleased that everyone was so excited. She knew this
was going to be one of those wild nights. Everyone was soon seated
except this tall blonde woman. She walked over and looked close at the
girl slowly cooking over the fire. The blonde woman looked into the
eyes of the cooking girl. She smiled when she saw the girl was still
alive as she looked back at her. The blonde woman them turned her
attention to the girl with black hair that was turning the spit. The
girl with black hair was still naked. She looked beautiful with the
sweat running down her body as she turned the spit. The woman with
blonde hair knelt beside her and then licked a drop of sweat from her
nipples. This made the girl with black hair tremble slightly but she
continued turning. The blonde then lay down on the floor and began
licking her pussy. The girl with black hair stopped turning for a
second but quickly noticed and continued turning the spit. It did not
take long for the tongue of the blond to bring the girl with black
hair to orgasm. Her screams echoed around the room. This made everyone
in the room stop talking and look at the two women.
The blonde went back to her table with pussy juices on her face and a
smile on her lips. Dorothy went over to the girl with black hair and
said, "Betty, you put on a good show for the guest."
The girl with dark hair looked at Dorothy with shock on her face and
asked, "How...how did you know my name?"
Dorothy smiled and said, "Do you think I am a stupid old woman. I had
this feeling about you so I did a little checking. I guess my feelins'
were right about you, Miss FBI agent."
Betty looked surprised and sadden by the knowledge of the old woman
and said, "I am an agent and was sent here to investigate you. I
volunteered for the assignment because I have always wondered what it
would be liked to be cooked. I did not believe what they told me about
this place. I figured it was just talk. I am not going to tell
anything about this place."
Dorothy interrupted and said, "I know you are not going to tell. You
are going to die here."
Betty continued to turn the spit as she said, "I want to die here,
that is the reason I came. I can also call the home office and tell
them there is nothing going on here. I will tell them it is just a
sweet old lady running a respectable diner with good food."
Dorothy with concern on her face replied, "I will think about what you
said. We will talk more after dinner."
Dorothy went back to taking care of her guest and did not think about
Betty. She knew there was nothing the girl could do with all these
people around. A man left his table and went over to betty. He told
Betty to get on her knees. She did as he asked. The man dropped his
pants and rammed his eight inch cock into her wet pussy. The man was
surprised her pussy was so wet. He watched the girl slowly turning
brown on the spit as he pumped his hard cock in Betty's pussy. It did
not take long for him to shoot his come into her hungry pussy. WHen
the man pulled out there was another to take his place.
It took everything in Betty to keep the spit turning as the men fucked
her ass and pussy. Every man and woman in the place took at least one
turn with Betty. Betty was not sure how many times she orgasmed but
she was near collapse from exhaustion. It now took everything she had
to turn the spit. Dorothy came over and lay a hand on her shoulder and
said, "You can stop turning now, she is done cookin'"
Dorothy collapsed onto the floor from exhaustion. Two men came over
and lifted the girl from the coals and placed her cooked body on a
table. Dorothy then cut open the girl where the steaming vegetables
lay in her body. Dorothy filled plates with slices of the meat and
vegetables. Soon everyone in the special room was eating like it was
their last meal. Dorothy helped Betty off the floor and into the
kitchen. She then fixed her a plate with one of the girl's breast and
vegetables. Betty took a small bite of the breast, unsure what it
would taste like. She chewed slowly and smiled. soon she had devoured
the complete breast and all of the vegetables.
Chapter II
As the diners were filing out the door the blonde that first ate
Betty's pussy stopped. She pulled Dorothy to the side and said, "I
want to thank you for the great meal." She hesitated and continued
talking, "I was wondering if I could be on the menu one night?"
Dorothy smiled, this had happened many times. She then replied,
looking the girl over, "Sure you can honey. Just take off your clothes
and go stand next to Betty."
The blonde did as she was told. She looked at her husband and waved.
He smiled as Dorothy came came over to him, "Since you are supplying
the main course you are invited to my house tomorrow night for the
cook out."
The man thanked her and waved goodbye to his wife. Dorothy and the two
women cleaned the special dining room. Dorothy and the two girls left
while the employees were still cleaning the diner. The three got into
Dorothy's old pick up truck.
They soon arrived at dorothy's house. It was a large old country
house. Behind the house was a large barn. Dorothy led the girls to the
barn. Even after the things they had seen at the diner, they were
shocked. The walls of the barn were lined with cells. There must have
been at least fifty girls in these cells. Several of the girls called
out, "When are we going to be cooked?"
Dorothy smiled and said, "Soon girls, just be patient. There are just
so many people to feed around here."
Dorothy put Betty and the blonde woman in a cell together. Dorothy
told Betty they would talk more the next morning. Betty and the blonde
made love most of the night. Many of the other girls had paired off
into groups of two's and three's to do the same thing. The barn was
filled with the screams of passion from the girls.
The next morning Dorothy let Betty out of the cell. They went into the
house. Dorothy told Betty it was time to make the call. Betty dialed a
number from memory and a man answered. Betty told the man her badge
number and told him the things she had promised Dorothy. Betty did a
good job of convincing him there was nothing illegal going on at the
diner. Betty then told the man she needed to take some time off and
relax.
Dorothy had liked Betty the first time she had seen her. She had been
a little disapointed when she found out the reason she was there. Now
that the phone call was made Dorothy needed to find out how much she
could trust Betty. She would put Betty to the test at the cook out
that night. It was time to clear some of the girls out of the barn and
put them in the freezer.
Around four o'clock the guest started arriving. They all milled around
the yard near the barbecue pit. There were at least thirty people
there. Each of the people had paid a lot of money to be there, except
for the blonde's husband. He had given the most there, his wife.
Dorothy and Betty led six of the girls to the middle of the crowd. A
voice out of the crowd called out, "Dorothy, lets see if you can still
take them down with one lick."
Dorothy could not turn down a challenge but hated to kill a girl so
quickly. Killing them quick was okay when she had to take them by
force, but now it seemed such a waste. Someone pushed a claw hammer
into her hand. She went behind one of the naked girls and raised the
hammer. With a quick snap of her wrist the hammer struck the girl at
the base of her head. Everyone could see death in the girls eyes
before she hit the ground. The hammer also struck a nerve and the girl
lay twitching on the ground. Everyone cheered Dorothy. Dorothy decided
to teach Betty how to kill and also test her. She gave Betty the
hammer and pointed to a naked girl. Betty went behind the girl and hit
her on the head. The girl fell to the ground but soon rose to her
knees. Everyone laughed at the failure. This made Betty feel bad, she
wanted to be as good as Dorothy. Dorothy went over to Betty and took
the hammer. She showed Betty the wrist action and pointed to a spot at
the bottom of the girl's skull. Betty mimicked Dorothy's movements and
brought the hammer down on the girl's head once more. This time the
girl lay on the ground twitching and bleeding but she was not dead.
Betty waited a few minutes for the girl to revive. When the girl was
back on her knees, she brought the hammer down once more. This time
the girl died the instant the hammer connected. The dead girl lay on
the ground twitching in her own blood.
A couple of men carried the girl to an a-frame and hoisted her up by
her feet. Dorothy handed Betty a knife and told her to bleed and gut
the woman. Betty and seen animals dressed before so knew what to do.
She cut the woman's throat and then sliced open her belly. Betty
reached into the gaping wound and pulled out the organs with her
hands. Betty was excited at killing and cleaning her first girl. She
was beaming with pride. Dorothy told her that she had done a good job,
this really excited Betty. for the rest of the day Betty was not far
from the bloody hammer that she had used. She talked about framing the
hammer. Betty had forgotten in the excitement that she was to be a
main course that night.
Dorothy brought out the blonde girl that had volunteered the night
before. She went to her husband, gave him a big kiss and said, "This
is for you darling. I hope you enjoy me. I wanted to wait till your
birthday but I couldn't wait any longer."
Her husband replied, "That's okay darling, I can't wait to bite into
one of your large tits. I am starving so I hope it doesn't take you
long to cook."
The blonde told dorothy that she wanted to live as long as possible.
Dorothy told the girl she would skip the gutting to save on blood
loss. She told the girl she might live for an hour, if she was lucky.
Dorothy led the girl to a platform with a chair on top. The blonde
climbed onto the platform and looked at the chair. The chair had a
hole in the seat. The spit stuck about six inches through the hole.
She sat on the chair easing the spit into her wet pussy. Dorothy hit a
lever and the platform dropped leaving the girl impaled on the spit.
The sudden drop drove the spit nearly a foot into the screaming girl.
Dorothy told the girl it would take about an hour for the spit to come
out of her mouth.
Two of the girls left were small twins, they stood about five feet
tall. Dorothy had the girls kneel on the table. She had one eat her
sister's pussy. Dorothy and Betty took a spit and stuck it into the
first girl's pussy. The girl squealed slightly as the spit hit her
cervix. They pushed till the spit broke through. The girl screamed but
continued eating her twin's pussy. They pushed the spit till it popped
out of her mouth and into her sister pussy. The spit was now slick
with the first girl's blood and moved easily. They pushed till the
spit was coming out of the second twins mouth. The first twins nose
was sticking in the ass of her sister. Betty gutted and stuffed one
twin while Dorothy did the other. Soon the two girls were turning over
the hot coals. Dorothy liked to double spit twins. She figured a pair
should always remain a pair.
Dorothy looked up as she heard the blonde gag. She knew the spit must
be at her throat. Everyone watched as the spit suddenly spat out of
the blonde's mouth. The blonde slid slowly down the spit till her feet
hit the platform. A couple of men helped Dorothy take down the spit
and place it next to the twins. The blonde's husband was allowed to
and crank his wife over the coals. He turned the crank with one hand
and masturbated with the other.
Dorothy looked at Betty and said, "Lets see if you can still use that
hammer of yours?"
Betty's eyes lit up as she picked up her hammer. She went to the two
remaining girls and hit them like she had been taught. Both girls fell
dead to the ground twitching. Dorothy complimented Betty on being such
a fast learner and went into the barn. She brought out twenty more
girls. Ten of the girls were singled out because they had special
request. Those ten wanted to be slow hanged. Dorothy led the girls to
the gallows and told Betty to use the hammer on the others. Betty went
to work on the girls as Dorothy put a noose around the other girl's
necks. Dorothy climbed down and pulled a lever. The bottom dropped out
of the gallows and the girls dropped about a foot. The crowd cheered
at the sight of ten naked girls doing a dance of death at the end of a
rope. The girls turned red and then blue. The men lined up to take
turns fucking the dying girls. Each man hoped to be the one fucking a
girl when she died.
Dorothy turned to Betty as she hit the last girl with her hammer.
Betty saw Dorothy and smiled at her. She was proud of being good with
the hammer. The rest of the men and women took the girls Betty had
killed and had sex with them. The men wanted them while they were
still twitching from the hammer but continued to fuck the girls as
they lay still.
Dorothy took Betty by the arm and walked away from the crowd fucking
the dead and dying girls. Dorothy looked Betty in the eye and said,
"You are suppose to be cooked tonight."
Betty replied, "I was having such a good time I forgot but I am ready
anytime."
Dorothy said with feelings, "I like you Betty. I will cook you if that
is what you want but I would rather not. I am an old woman and may not
have many more years to live. I need someone to help me and to carry
on when I am gone. I knew when I saw you use that hammer you were the
one. I have never seen anyone outside of this family kill like you
did. I want you to stay and help me."
Betty's eyes lit up and said excitedly, "I guess I will always wonder
what it is like to be cooked but for now I want to help you. Just the
thought of killing a girl and then watching her cook makes my pussy
wet."
The rest of the day went well. Most of the girls were cleaned and put
in the cooler for barbecue to be sold at the diner. The blondes
husband ate his wife till he was stuffed and Dorothy wrapped the rest
for him to take home. He would enjoy his wife for a long time to come.
There was nothing left of the twins but their bones. Even those were
ground up and used for fertilizer at the local farms.
Betty took her life savings and the two women opened the big
restaurant and was soon serving people from all over the world. As the
word spread more and more young girls came and volunteered to be
cooked. The small diner was kept open and it became famous for its
barbecue. Many unsuspecting tourist bought the barbecue, unaware that
it was made with human meat. They only knew it was the best they had
ever eaten.
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