A Roast for a Lord
Story by darkclawgreatone_nas on SoFurry
a young Rabbit learns what a foodslave is really used for
hey everyone, im back and still trying to break my writers block. maybe this will do it, another standalone story.
Authers note: late in this storry, youll come across mention of something called a 'solen'. this is a measure of time on planet Necrum equivilent to about two earth years
ok, if ur not 18 or what ever the legal age to view this kind of sexual matirial is where u live, dont read any further. just turn ur computer off, back away slowy, and then run screaming and naked into the closest woods.
A Roast for a Lord
Tentwentyeight looked around the kitchen where her Master had sent her. The white
furred lapin had never been here before, but she had heard of this place from other slaves.
Working here was supposed to be marvellous, so much so in fact that no slave ever
wanted to leave. It was an odd place, for one thing it was far warmer than the slave farm
had been, Tentwentyeight had never felt such warmth before, being required by her
Master to wear nothing save the collar of ownership for the entirety of her eighteen year
life.
She was just reaching out to lay a hand on the warm stone of a large oven when she
spotted a powerful looking Gryphon walking towards her. He wore a white smock and
apron over his light tan fur, his furled wings and taloned hands were a deeper brown and
the feathers adorning his head were almost black. What fur she could see rippled as
strong muscles tensed and relaxed with feline grace.
"You, are you the foodslave I was told to expect?" Even his voice sounded strong! She
could feel a blush developing under her fur as the very male avian looked over her nude
form. Her large but still somehow perky breasts, her admittedly slightly plump belly and
bottom and her big floppy ears. She was a well-developed rabbit for her years, but had
never known a man's touch for some reason. "I'm waiting for an answer girl, now speak
already!" Tentwentyeight jumped a little at the reprimand and nodded.
"Y-y-yes sir, my Master sent me here to help prepare for the evening meal." The
Gryphon eyed her for a second, then nodded and walked away beckoning her to follow
him. She hurried to catch up and fell into step behind him. "If you please sir, may I ask
what my new duties will be?"
"First, you're going to be preparing a rub for tonight's roast, after that we'll have to see.
You think you can follow a simple recipe foodslave?" The Gryphon glanced back at her
as she swallowed hard.
"I can try sir, I will do my very best." He nodded and turned to a large spit roasting
assembly while instructing Tentwentyeight in mixing the rub. It was a lot harder than she
thought it was going to be, the various spices and oils had to be blended in precise
amounts and in an exact order. It took her almost an hour to get everything the way the
Gryphon cook wanted, and then she was kept busy tending the fires for the massive soup
pots as well as getting a large fire ready for the big roasting spits. The smells were
wonderful and she felt so good knowing that she had helped in preparing a fine meal that
would please her Master. All too soon, it was time to start the roasting of the main
course.
"Well girl, you've been most helpful in the preparations. The Master will be well pleased
I'm sure, you should receive a small reward I think..." The Gryphon held a small cake
out to her with smile. Tentwentyeight was thrilled, she had done well! Her Master
would be pleased with her and she was even getting a nice reward for her effort. Smiling
back at the larger Gryphon, she took the cake from his hand and bit into it with relish, her
mouth exploding with the sweet flavours of the cake's filling. It tasted delicious, and she
was sorry that the cake was so small, two more bites and it was gone. Still, if this is what
happened when a foodslave did good work then she would very much enjoy her time here
in the big kitchens.
She was starting to feel a little odd, no doubt due to the heat of the ovens, but she looked
for a place to sit down before noticing how the Gryphon seemed to be watching her
intently. Almost as if he were waiting for something. Tentwentyeight staggered as her
legs suddenly seemed to give from under her. She clutched at one of the preparation
counters in an effort to stay on her feet, but she still collapsed heavily on to her rear as the
Gryphon started towards her. Her arms and legs felt almost as if they had become wet
noodles as he picked her up and placed her on the very counter she had been leaning
against. There were a pair of block at one end of this counter and the Gryphon deftly
placed her head between them before retrieving the sharpened metal spit he had been
working with before.
"I always enjoy seeing you foodslaves like this, completely helpless in the grip of Lord
Darkus' little magic cakes. Don't worry though little rabbit, you won't be left like this
for long, a few hours at most. I would like to thank you again though, without your help,
I would never have gotten your spice rub done in time on top of everything else I have to
do before the feast tonight." Tentwentyeight stared at him as she struggled to move. It
could not be true, what her mind told her simply could not be true! Surly he was not
about to cook her! She had been a good slave; she had obeyed every order given to her!
The Gryphon chuckled as he caught sight of her eyes, he was moving the large, thick
steel spit into position, the sharpened point a bare inch from the entrance to her
womanhood. "Confused are you? Well, you shouldn't be, foodslaves are good for one
thing and one thing only, food. So relax, find joy in the fact that you will be giving your
Master strength. Oh, and don't worry, your not going to die at all, either from being
spitted or cooked, Lord Darkus prefers his meals live you see. That cake I gave you was
filled with a potion that not only makes you completely helpless, it also keeps you alive
while you're being cooked and eaten." The Gryphon chuckled darkly and gave a
practiced push to the spit, driving it into her pussy and immediately encountering her
virginity.
Another shove brought with it searing pain unlike anything the young rabbit had ever felt
before, the cold steel bursting through her hymen and cervix in one clean motion. She
could feel the spit traveling up into her womb, but could do nothing to stop her tormenter
or the pain that coursed through her body. She felt new pain building inside her as the
spit reached the back of her womb, but the Gryphon showed no signs of stopping and
gave another shove to the spit, driving it though her body with all the passion of one
stepping on an insect. Soon she felt the pain travel from her belly to her chest, and not
long afterward she felt the thing coming up her throat. The Gryphon forced her mouth
open before giving one more shove to drive the dripping, blood soaked spit out through
her open mouth. He gave a few more shoves to centre her on the pole before lashing her
into place and flipping her over to tie her arms behind her back.
"Well, you look almost good enough to eat right now rabbit, but I have to admit, seeing
you all bound and spitted like that has made me very horny, time to add my trademarked
secret ingredient I think." Tentewentyeight immediately felt something hard pressing
against her tailhole and tried to cry out around the pole in her mouth, but found she could
hardly even breathe as the Gryphon pressed his large cock into her, filling her tailhole
with a rod just as large and hard as the steel one filling her pussy. The pain was
incredible as he forced his cock deep into her ass without even the benefit of lube as he
began thrusting. She just closed her eyes and prayed that it would be over soon, trying to
ignore the burning pain in her ass, and trying even harder to block out the sick sense of
pleasure that was developing as well. The Gryphon finally screeched as he came deep in
her ass, filling her guts to almost overflowing with his seed and pulling out roughly
before hefting both her and the spit to the rotating assembly and locking her in over the
roasting fire she herself had prepared!
As she started to slowly spin over the open fire, the Gryphon removed her collar and
began to cover her body in the spice rub she had prepared earlier, seeming to take a cruel
delight in tweaking her breasts on each of her rotations. As such, it took him perhaps
fifteen minuets to completely cover her young flesh in the rub. The worst part though
was that she could *feel* herself cooking, the fire was very hot and almost burned her as
she turned over again, but the skill of the Gryphon kept that from happening so she could
not even hope that the meal she would make might somehow be ruined. The load of cum
in her ass quickly solidified, turning into an uncomfortable plug, but that still felt nicer
than being cooked alive and knowing that she would live through this only to be
devoured by her Master later!
Tentwentyeight was cooking for almost six hours before the Gryphon came for her again.
The smell of her roasted flesh was both disgusting to her and at the same time wonderful.
There was no doubt that she had been cooked to perfection and would make a delicious
meal for her Master. She was soon on a serving platter with some lettuce and other
greens and on her way, piping hot, to the Great Hall. Since the platter was covered, she
didn't get much of a chance to see anything of interest, but that all changed when the
cover was lifted and she found herself before her Master.
Lord Darkus was wearing his state robes and had a fowl expression on his face. The
dragon glanced to his left at a female Kitsune who was also wearing state robes. Clearly
this was a formal dinner, meant to impress the heads of whichever Races her Master had
invited. Tentwentyeight's attention was promptly drawn by what her Master was saying
to the Kitsune.
"Honestly my Lady, my offer is quite generous and offers little, if any, risk to both sides.
I'm certain that with a little bit of prodding, the other Council Members will agree to the
terms of the bill, the foodslave industry is showing great promise and will generate much
needed employment in the solens to come. The entire planet is welcome to visit any of
the farms and observe how both Breeders and Foods are treated."
"And how do we know this isn't just another excuse for you to experiment on the
Breeders, hmmn? Or another grab for power among those Races that require large
quantities of meat, such as my own? Quite frankly Lord Darkus, I find quite a bit suspect
in this endeavour of yours, foodslaves have been the sole right of the Dragons for so
many solens and only now that others are becoming desperate do you open them for all."
"Not at all Lady Forest Bloom, that is one of the reasons I invited you here tonight, this
roast is in fact a foodslave grown just for today, try her for yourself, I think you will find
that she is indeed quite tasty, and while I admit that my head chef is a Gryphon of no
small skill, no cook is better than his ingredients. The foodslaves of Farm Ten are
perhaps the juiciest of meats available, and number twenty-eight here is by far the best
they have produced to date."
The rabbit wanted to close her eyes, but all her muscles had turned to meat and wouldn't
respond. She was forced to live through her body being sliced into juicy potions that
were transferred to plates and devoured. She learned a great deal during dinner though,
like how her head could be magically preserved and used to grow a new body, or placed
in one of the Artefact Warriors her Master already shipped all over Necrum to serve as
guards or invincible soldiers for spearheading an army. In her case, her head would be
encased in crystal and made over into a Seeing Stone, a device that was also widely
coveted on Necrum, but one only the wealthy could afford. She also learned that she had
been born that very morning and aged magically on special order from her Master. That
hurt even more than the cooking, or anything else. Everything she had thought true had
been a lie! Now with most of her body eaten, and the scraps going to various house
slaves, Tentwentyeight resigned herself to her Master, until she could find a way out and
punish the dragon for all his cruelty. Someday she would get him back for this,
someday...
well, this was a hard one, and i hope all of you enjoyed it. send my your comments and tell me what you think. and please look at and comment on my other works here on Yiffstar