I had just put on my cheetah print swimsuit. I had planned on going out on the prowl. A manhunt so to speak. When my doorbell rang and who do I find standing there. A fucking bible thumping annoying as hell Jehovah’s Witness. Apparently, you had come to save the princess of darkness from her wicked ways.
Normally I would have told you to fuck off but today was different. You were in your early twenties and not very tall for a man. I decided that you might work out quite nicely for the dinner I had planned. I invited you in and had you sit at my dining room table. I ask you if you would like something to drink. You ask for a water. I put a mickey in your water along with a slice of lime. Now I just have to listen to your Jesus shit until it takes effect. It knocked you out cold. Perfect for me.
All I have to do is get you undressed and tied up. Then it is time to fit you in the roasting pan. I hog tie you so tight that I break your arms. Your head is the only thing hanging over the side of the pan but the rest of you fit in very nicely. You are just starting to come to when I start shoving frozen sticks of butter up your ass. I think four will do. You start moaning and begging. I can’t stand all of your crying and complaining. So I shove a stick of butter down your throat and cram an apple in your mouth.
I pour hot melted butter all over your body before covering you with rosemary and sage. I light the fire and you start cooking. Not only do you smell delicious but your agonizing cries of pain make my pussy hot and wet. My boyfriend arrives home and I greet him wearing nothing but an apron. As we are on the sofa fucking he tells me how good dinner smells, but he asks what is the sound he is hearing. I laugh and tell him that too is dinner my love. I cum all over his big thick cock as I hear you finally succumb to your death. When my dinner party guests arrive I carve you up and serve you as the main course. Everyone enjoyed you including my little furry friend.