Mother Daughter Feast (Part 5 – Anna Meets Red)
Since we are still six weeks away from enjoying the redhead, Anna convinces us that it is time for her to prove that she can handle lots of pain to her tits and pussy. Tom leads us downstairs, telling us that he has been working on something for Anna and once we are in the basement, he pulls out a wall that has two holes at the right height for Anna’s firm tits. Above the wall is clear Plexiglas to protect her face while allowing her to watch. Anna puts her tits through the holes and I pull on her nipples to ensure all of them are through the holes, while Tom straps her in place. I follow Tom to a table that is 20 feet from the wall and gasp when he uncovers a paintball gun and a huge tub of paintballs. Tom hands me the loaded gun and tells me to paint each of my daughter’s tits with 69 paintballs.
Anna begs me to paint her tits and when I send the first one slamming into her tender tits, my pussy gets wet. “Yes mom, make my tits suffer.” I paint them 69 times each, rubbing my pussy the entire time and then Tom also paints them 69 times. “Knowing that your pussy will be painted the same way, would you like for us to move five feet closer and paint your tits again?” “Daddy, please paint my tits from 15 feet away and then make mom paint them the same way.” Tom paints each of Anna’s tits another 69 times and then I eagerly add another 69 paintballs to each. When I finish, I don’t ask Anna if she wants more, I simply move up to the next line and start painting her tits again. After we paint our daughter’s tits from ten feet away, Tom moves up to five feet and stats painting them again, while Anna tells her pussy that it is really going to suffer.
After I add another 69 paintballs to each tit, Tom grabs my shoulders and starts pushing me closer, stopping when I can touch Anna’s tits with the paintball gun. “Mom, please paint my tits from inches away and after dad paints them, make me paint my own tits 69 times.” “I hope that is what you really want, because you will paint your own tits, and after we paint your pussy, you will paint your pussy while we watch. We finish painting Anna’s tits and then watch her pummel each of her nipples with 69 paintballs, telling her tits that she can’t wait to feel them roasting. When she finishes, Tom releases her from the wall and leads her to a padded table beside it, telling her to lie down and spread her legs wide open.
Anna quickly does as instructed, begging us to really make her pussy suffer. I help strap her ankles to the bottom corners of the table, and then help Tom shove thin pieces of wood against each side of her pussy, strapping them to her thighs. We also stretch her inner pussy lips out and hold them by hooking the pussy rings on small nails along the edge of each board. Tom stretches Anna’s clit straight up, using twine to secure it and then puts the paintball table 20 feet away from the center of her pussy. “Mom, please pummel my pussy and clit with 69 paintballs, making it beg for the quick death it will not get.” I pound my daughter’s clit and stretched pussy lips with 69 paintballs, shocked at how much I love making my daughter’s pussy hurt.
We paint her pussy from each distance and when I walk up to her pussy with the loaded gun, Anna begs me to let her shoot her pussy first, from inches away. “Mom, please make me paint my pussy first, from inches away. If I fail to do it, please bite my entire clit off in three equal pieces, so each of us can eat some of it.” Anna sends five paintballs slamming into the base of her clit from about two inches away, and then gets a smile on her face, pulling the paintball gun away from her clit. “If you don’t finish painting your pussy, your dad and I won’t let you ride the spit on your birthday.” “Don’t worry, mom, I will finish painting my pussy. I simply realized that we have neglected a large part of my womanhood.” As she says this, Anna slides the barrel inside her pussy telling me that she wants all of her pussy to suffer. Before she can pull the trigger, Tom pulls the barrel out of her pussy and promises Anna that we will all paint the inside of her pussy before she skewers it on the large spit. Anna finishes painting her pussy and then Tom and I paint it 69 times each, really working on her clit.
Anna expects to get her tits and pussy painted at least once a week, if not more than that, so she is a little disappointed when I tell her that they won’t get painted again until after she eats her dad’s cum out of the redhead’s pussy. Three weeks before we are to eat the redhead, the special supplies that Anna ordered arrive. They include two pairs of sharp meat scissors, two pieces of thin heat shield in different sizes and a large heat shield, about two feet by four feet. When I ask her what they are for, she asks me a question in return. “How many of my organs do I need to survive for two to three hours?” “I guess all you really need are your heart and lungs, and of course your brain.” “All of my medical research agrees with you, so we are going to see if we can keep the redhead alive until after we bite off some of her roasted tits, ass and pussy. I may even see if she can eat my pussy to an orgasm after she rides the spit.”
When I ask her how that would be possible, Anna explains what each thing is for. “The meat scissors, along with one of dad’s skinning knives, will be used to open up the redhead’s abdomen so we can get to all of those organs that she won’t need. The meat scissors will allow us to remove everything but her heart and lungs, giving us an empty cavity to fill with homemade stuffing. The large heat shield will be loosely wrapped around her heart and lungs, to protect them from the hot coals and the smaller piece will go up the center of her back to protect her spine. A piece of cardboard, covered with foil, will keep the stuffing from getting too close to her heart and lungs, and the large piece will have a “U” shape cut out of it that her neck will fit in, to protect her head from the heat. If needed, we will add a trach tube to make sure that she can keep breathing with the spit coming out of her mouth. “That might really work!”
One week before we meet the redhead, Anna emails her and tells her to start collecting a full quart of her pee, three days before her birthday, making sure that at least half of it is from her first pee of the day. The redhead responds that she is looking forward to her special birthday and hopes that the meal she prepares will be tasty. We meet the redhead, we will call her Red, the night before her birthday at the agreed upon location and she seems a little surprised that Anna is with us. “I thought I would be feeding two of you, I didn’t realize that there would be a third.” “Do you have a full quart jar, like I instructed?” Anna’s question surprises the Red, but also puts her at ease, since she has texted with Anna several times. “It is in the fridge; do you need it now?”
“No, we will need it in the morning. Are you as excited about your birthday as I am?” Red asks Anna why she is so excited so Anna explains what is going on. “My mom and dad went on a business trip right after my 20th birthday, and while they were gone, I found a video of one of their 21st birthday parties. It was so hot, that I watched it until they returned and then made them watch it with me, while I masturbated in front of them. After the video I made them agree to let me ride the spit on my 21st birthday, or I would turn over all of their videos to the police. This will be the first time I have witnessed it in person, or helped out, but I wanted to experience it from this side before I experienced it from yours.”
Red looks at me and asked in a shocked voice; “you’re really going to let your daughter ride the spit?” “I don’t have a lot of choice; if I tell her no, we go to jail and then she gets some of her friends to help her do it. If anyone is going to eat my daughter’s tits, ass and pussy, it will be her parents.” While they are having this conversation, I set up the paintball wall and the padded table, so that two sets of tits and pussies can be painted. I come back in the room just in time to hear the end of their conversation and tell Anna that everything is ready. “Have you ever eaten a woman’s pussy before and had her fill your mouth with her cum?” Red shakes her head, so Anna pushes her down on the floor and lowers her pussy to her mouth.