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Search, bid, find and win on eBay today! http://clk.atdmt.com/UKM/go/msnnkmgl0010000004ukm/direct/01/ ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ This post has been reformatted by ASSTR's Smart Text Enhancement Processor (STEP) system due to inadequate formatting. ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ <1st attachment, "=?Windows-1252?Q?Food_for_Tomorrow_=96_New_girls_at_St_Winifreds_(3_of_4)?= =?Windows-1252?Q?.txt?=" begin> Food for Tomorrow - New girls at St Winifreds (chapter 3 of 4) by Andrew Jay (email anc1iej (at)hotmail . com) Codes: MMMMMMMf, mf, anal, romance Copyright 2008 Andrew Jay all rights reserved. Intended for adults only. This text may be archived/reposted to free public access provided the author's name, email and this notice appear in the message body. This story is completely fictional, fantasy and not real - doing any of this stuff at home will hurt and is probably illegal. If you want to use the 'universe' feel free, but please keep 'Food For Tomorrow' in the title, be gentle with my characters, and credit myself with the idea for the universe. No fee or service has ever been provided to the author for this document, or for product placement. The days of the holiday drifted by. Kim managed to keep her promise to Hamish by finding someone to service her each day. The newspaper boy, the postman, one day a man asked her in the street is she would like to be serviced - she said yes and he did it with her bent over a rubbish bin in an alleyway. It was just a pity his personal hygiene wasn't as good as his cock. On Saturday, the last full day of the holiday arrived. Kim had got her daily service out of the way by asking a builder who had whistled at her to go ahead and service her. In fact his mate had wanted to have her as well - she wouldn't normally do two men like that, but just this once wouldn't hurt. She had a happy day lounging around the house and the garden, playing badminton with her sister and adoptive sister Casey (who gave them both another sneaky drink of milk when they finished the game). The day was almost perfect until her dad said "Kim, I asked a few of my friends around from the club to service you... To make sure you get pregnant." The red mist descended on Kim. "How can you do that to me daddy? I saw what you put mum through before she was slaughtered. Do you think I want to be fucked by 5 or ten of your fat friends before they cut my throat next week? I wont do it!" She stormed off upstairs to her bedroom, slamming every door on the way. Martha gave her a few minutes to cool off before coming in to speak to her. "He didn't mean to upset you. He just feel powerless to stop the slaughter process... Just like you do. The best he can do for you is to give you every chance to get pregnant. Don't forget it worked for Casey." Kim didn't say anything for a couple of minutes. "Ok I will do it. But I am not going to get them hard - if they cant get it up for me that's their tough luck." "I can help with that. Maybe Casey too, and I wouldn't mind betting that Sam would want to help somehow? We all want you to get pregnant." The two women hugged for a while, Kim laying her head on Martha's soft breast. They finally went down stairs to be met by a rousing cheer from the seven friends her dad had invited who had arrived in her absence. Her dad asked one of his friends to take a picture of the whole family group together - Virginia, Casey, Sam, Kim and Martha with dad standing proudly as if his arms were around all of them. Her dad took over the camera work from then on, first of all taking a picture of Kim by herself looking sulky and sexy at the same time. Then he asked his friends to join in the photo with her. There were three men kneeling in front of her and four at the sides or behind her when he took the picture. "Ok, everyone get a piece!" he called Kim felt seven sets of hands start to fondle her. Someone was squeezing her bottom, it felt like two of the men were trying to push their fingers inside her vagina. Different men had hold of each of her breasts. Most disgustingly, one of the men behind her was slobbering over her neck. "Someone lift her skirt a bit higher so we can see the fingers in her pussy" her dad instructed, then finally took the picture. When the picture was taken, Kim brushed the hands from her then removed her clothes without ceremony. She laid down on the floor with her bottom slightly propped up on a cushion, legs spread, making it clear that fancy positions were not on offer tonight. "Who drew the first turn?" asked her dad. A short, slightly tubby man raised his hand. "Well dive in... there is a delightful young pussy waiting for you." The man unfastened his trousers to get his limp cock out and coughed, hinting that he needed a little help. "I will see to that." Martha exclaimed and started to lick and masturbate him to hardness. Kim's dad would have stopped her if he had known, but it was too late. When the man was hard he started to Service Kim who did not acknowledge him. He wasn't terribly big, but was enthusiastic when he was inside her. Kim noticed Casey take the next man in her mouth, bringing him to hardness. Sam was mingling, letting the men feel her breasts and suggestively stroking their cocks through their trousers. Kim's dad was too busy with the camera to notice the assistance she was getting from her family. "Cum, cum, cum, cum, cum..." dad started a chant going when the man was nearly done, "cum... cum... Yes!!" The man unloaded in her at last. One down, six to go, Kim thought. She received the second man almost immediately, but noticed the first man being licked clean by Martha, out of sight of her Dad. When it was all over, Kim was sore again. She had not moved from her position on the cushion. Her pussy was full of semen and she intended to stay there for an hour to give it a chance to enter her cervix. Her legs were still spread, and her dad had the perfect vantage point to take a picture of the contents of her cunt. The last of his friends had just said goodnight. "Thanks for this Kim. I know you didn't want to do it tonight, but I really do want you to get pregnant." Her dad took another picture. "I know." Kim replied. "Can you ask Casey to find my salve?" With Casey out of the way finding the Salve, and Sam talking to Kim while she was waiting on the floor, Kim's dad turned to Martha and quietly spoke to her. "I saw what you and the girls were doing to my friends." "Oh. I'm sorry. I had to agree to that, or Kim wouldn't have serviced them." "What am I going to say to my friends when I see them? The girls aren't my employees... but you are. What should I do with you?" Martha paused, eyes downcast. "Beat me... please." "When the girls have gone, I will beat you... severely." He waited a moment. "Then you will be forgiven." "Thank you." she smiled and hugged him tightly - she was lucky to have a man such as this. The next day was a frenzy of packing and getting dressed in the hated school uniforms. They were transported to the station where Kim took what might be her last opportunity to hug each of her family - Casey, mum and dad. Her dad wished Kim luck for the impregnation, but if she wasn't lucky, she would make a fine meal. Kim thanked him and climbed aboard the waiting train, and waved from the windows as it pulled out of the station. Kim's father, Martha, Casey and (with a little help) the baby waved until the train had gone. Kim's dad was the first to speak. "Now we just need to sort out your punishment, Martha and we can get back to normal. I think 10 strokes of the cane to your bottom... and five good hard slaps to your face with the back of my hand... Sound fair?" Martha paused. He had never slapped her face before. "Yes. More than fair my love." "Good. I think Casey should watch." Kim was oozing with sperm again, so she didn't worry too much about being serviced - she had assumed Hamish would be on the train, but he must have missed it - he could service her tonight at school. For the rest of their journey, the girls only had their own company. They ate their sandwiches, read their books and got bored. "Are you thirsty?" asked Sam mischievously. "Don't start that again. I am not getting caned just before I get slaughtered thank you." "So you have money do you?" Kim didn't have any. "Oh I'll go." she said. Kim walked down the isle of the train to find the restaurant car. There was a spotty boy, about seventeen behind the counter. "Hello." said Kim. "I would like two bottles of sparkling water please." "Eight euros please." "I don't have any money... I was thinking I could pay with something else." "Like what?" He wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer. Kim sighed. "Like you could service me?" "Let me see your cunt." Kim lifted her skirt and pulled down her knickers to expose her privates. "I'm not fucking that - there is spunk dripping from it." "Oh for heavens sake. A blowjob then." "One bottle for a blowjob." Kim could see this was the best she was going to do. She got on her knees and extracted the boy's penis. Like him, it was pale, long and spotty. She had intended to just take him in her mouth until he came, but the boy seemed to want to shove his cock down her throat, causing her to nearly loose her lunch more than once. Finally he came, filling her mouth with his semen. He passed a bottle to her and she returned to her sister - a streak of sperm on her chin. Kim returned to her seat. She had saved her mouthful of sperm and Sam laughed when Kim opened her mouth to show her, then leant over to kiss her sister so that she could sample the sperm. The two girls shared a long kiss then both drank down the semen in their mouths and laughed, then took a swig each of the water. They arrived at the school and unpacked. Hamish had missed both his train and his evening meal, only making it to the servicing room just before lights out. Kim was eager to have him inside her, so they couple made love almost as if it was their first time, only afterwards did they talk about their holiday. Kim recounted everything she had done (leaving out the detail of the blowjob on the train). She told him with some distaste about the group of friends dad had invited around to service her. To her surprise, Hamish did not agree with her. "I am with your dad on this one. He just wants his little girl to have as much sperm as possible in her so she doesn't get slaughtered. What's wrong with that?" "Nothing I suppose. It just feels that I am just a walking cum holder at the moment. I fucked them all in the end anyway." "Good girl." Hamish leaned over and kissed her. Kim remembered why she loved him. Hamish recounted his holiday to Kim. He had gone to stay with one of his older brothers and had asked about when he was going to get the money from his dad's will. His brother had wanted to know what he needed it for, so he had told him it was to buy citizenship for Kim. His brother had just laughed and said the money was in trust until Hamish was 21. "You would buy citizenship for me?" Kim asked, incredulously. "Yes." "Hamish, I do love you." She kissed him, then straddled him to make love again. She gently ground her hips onto him, then decided there was one more think she must say to him. "Hamish, my period is due tomorrow. You realise if it arrives, there is no real chance of me getting pregnant before my slaughter day." Hamish stopped matching her thrusting for a second and looked at her. "We better make sure it doesn't come then." They made love for a long time, Hamish finally sending a second load of semen to her cervix. Kim hadn't wanted to climb off him, enjoying the feeling of him softening within her. It must have been a long day for him though, because she soon realised he had fallen asleep. So as not to wake him, she gently lifted herself off of him, but felt a large glob of semen come out with his penis - too much for just Hamish's semen. The smell was slightly nauseating, so she presumed it was a day or two old. Whoever's it was, she couldn't leave it there on Hamish, so she gently licked it from on and around his penis, then went to sleep herself. She was woken late by a knock on the door. Realising it must be someone on Miss Fitch's rota, she quickly checked to see if she was bleeding. She wasn't so she called `come in'. It was a ginger haired boy who looked a bit familiar - he must have already serviced her before the holidays. "Hi, how would you like me?" she asked. "Er, doggy style with you on the edge of the bed so I can stand up." "Ok" "Are you... going to wake up the last guy?" Kim looked at Hamish who was still gently snoring. "Do you mind if he watches?" The boy shook his head. "Wake up sleepy head... I'm being serviced" Hamish opened his eyes in time to see Kim being fucked from behind, her lovely large breasts quivering in time to the boy's humping. "She has nice tits doesn't she." The ginger boy said to Hamish as he fucked Kim. "They are lovely." He replied as he looked into Kim's eyes. She smiled back at him. The ginger boy finally squirted his semen into her, and after Kim cleaned his penis up, he left. Hamish gallantly found a cushion to prop up Kim's bottom. He quickly inspected the contents of her vagina, then jokingly speaking to her tummy said "Your mummy has a tummy full of spunky..." then tickling her tummy, "...yes she does... oh yes she does! and now she has you as well..." They laughed together, continuing to share the joke as Hamish got dressed for his first lesson. Kim soon got back into the swing of school - she would keep checking for the familiar creeping wetness that would mean her period had started. She did feel wet from the sperm, but as yet no period. Nor after the lunch time service or the evening service. Hamish was thrilled that there was still no period, and insisted on making love with her on top so as not to hurt the baby. The second day of lessons went much the same way. She was still being serviced regularly and still no period - even she was getting excited now, and Hamish couldn't resist talking to her tummy at every opportunity, telling the baby how much he loved him and his mother, how beautiful his mum was, and how much he wanted to make love to her but that the baby was too young to hear that kind of talk. Although she was trying not to let Hamish get carried away, she was starting to think she really had done it, and even dared to hope the baby was a boy. The next day, everything changed. When the first service of the day knocked on the door, Kim woke up to find her period had started in the night. She went to the door and apologised to the boy, and asked him to tell Miss Fisk that her period had started, so could she hold the rest of the servicing rota. She pushed a tampon into her vagina, and felt curiously calm. There was a certain finality about knowing she was going to be slaughtered on Monday. She woke Hamish, who was rather less calm about it. He threw on his clothes and in tears, shouted that he was going to get his brother to lend him the citizenship money. Kim didn't hold out much hope of that. Hamish avoided Kim for the rest of the day, but finally met her at bed time. She cradled his head on her chest as he told her, between sobs, that his brother had refused to help him with the money. "Hamish. I have had a great life, and I was picked fair and square. I know that I am going to be slaughtered on Monday by Matron. I am ok about it and I want you to be." Hamish didn't answer. "All I want for my last few days is to spend time with you, and maybe my sister." "We cant even make love anymore." Hamish cried. That was true - the thought of having sex whilst having a period revolted her, and evidentially Hamish didn't like the idea of it either. She thought for a moment, then looked in the drawer of the bedside table. A tube of lube was inside. "You can still make love with me Hamish. Get your clothes off." He looked sceptically at her, but did as he was told. Kim did the same, until they stood facing each other, both naked except for the tampon string emerging from her vagina. She squirted some lube on her hand, then gently swathed his growing penis with the stuff. He still hadn't realised what she intended. "I want you to make love to me in my bottom." Anal sex had become a relatively rare practice between heterosexual couples because there was no chance of pregnancy, and Kim had to explain exactly what Hamish had to do. He wasn't very sure about it, but when Kim went on all fours on the bed, he positioned himself behind her, cock at her bum hole. "Push it in really slowly." she said, pushing `out' herself. He did as he was told, and after a little resistance, the knob of his cock popped into her anus. "Ah... now let me get used to it for a bit." Hamish was enjoying the tight feeling of her bottom, and pushed in without waiting. "Ah...", she grunted in pain, but was determined not to spoil the experience for Hamish by making a fuss. He pushed in further and further, until finally he was right inside her. Kim could barely speak, but gradually she relaxed, and she felt Hamish start to pump her. "Lets go down on the bed... ah... I want you to hold me while you make love... ah... with me." Like a couple of mating dragonflies, they managed to lay down on the bed together, with him still inside her, pumping at her bottom, whilst he held her face down in his arms, gently squeezing her breasts. Kim gasped at each thrust, which became progressively deeper and faster. Finally Hamish reached his climax and Kim felt his warm release inside her. "I will always love you, Kimberley Clarkson." he told her, gasping and sweating. Exhausted, they both fell asleep quickly, his penis still inside her. The following day, a letter arrived addressed to Kim and Sam. Kim recognised the handwriting as Martha's, so she found Sam after lessons and they read the letter together in the dorm. "Hi Sam and Kim! We are missing you already - the place seems so much quieter without you - luckily Virginia helps to keep the place noisy! You dad suggested I write and tell you my news - I have included a photo he took of us girls yesterday. Don't worry about the bruises on me by the way - they look worse than they really are. I stepped out of line with your dad, and it was completely right that I be punished." Kim quickly found the photo in the envelope. Martha had an ugly bruise on her eye and her cheek, and what looked like a spilt lip. She was naked on the bed, propped up on her elbows. One knee was raised so that the girls could see she also had cane marks across her bottom. Her pussy was gaping slightly, and a white line of sperm was dripping down from it over her bottom. Casey was naked on the bed next to her in a similar pose, sperm also dribbling from her vagina. Baby Virginia laid between them, wearing a nappy, sucking her feet. They read the rest of the letter. "Don't worry - everything is sorted out now and I have been forgiven (as the photo shows, he he!). This was the first time Sam and I both made love together with your dad - I was a little bit selfish about sharing him I think. Anyway - my news... I'm pregnant! I thought I might be, so I went down to the FSA office - they told me that to get a pregnancy test, the rule was that I had to queue up with all the women being slaughtered that day. I was a bit worried they might make a mistake and slaughter me, but they scanned my barcode and it showed I was not due for slaughter thank goodness. We all gave our blood, then hung around to be called out one by one. I didn't let on to the other women that I was going to be released even if I wasn't pregnant, and I guess most of the them ended up with their thoats cut. They finally called my name, and the lady next to me said `good luck' - I felt so guilty! I went into the next room and they said I was pregnant and re-scanned me so that the display on the scanner said I was `Impregnated'. The man showed me which door to use to leave (I think the other door led to the slaughter room), and that was it!" Your dad is thrilled, and is already planning how we can fit another baby in the house. He keeps saying `thank goodness for paternity grants'! I hope things are going well for you two. Is there any news yet Kim? I think your dad would really be upset if you were slaughtered. Casey sends her love by the way. Love to both of you, Mum. xxx" Sam was thrilled as well. "Another sister!" she shrieked, jumping on each of the beds in turn. On Sunday, Kim got a message from Matron to meet him in the old lecture hall at 4pm. She had never actually had a lesson in there - it was old and austere, and not a very good place for learning. Each row of seats going back was higher than the last - a bit like in a cinema. She met Matron at the appointed time. Head girl Cassandra was lurking behind him. Matron explained that she would be assisting him tomorrow. He went through the procedure with her - he would like her to look her best for the show tomorrow as there would be a fairly large audience: The whole 6th year anatomy class, anyone who had serviced her in the school since she was put on notice of slaughter, her sister, some of the school governors, an FSA observer and two girls who had been put on notice of slaughter since Kim had been. Kim said she intended to look her best. Matron went on to talk about the blood test - the machine would give a readout in about 10 seconds and if she was pregnant, proceedings would be wound up immediately. Otherwise she would be asked to remove all her clothing. Matron continued "The official FSA rules say we should remove all your body hair at that point, but as you will have an audience, Miss Fisk thought you might prefer to have that procedure carried out now, just in case, rather than in front of everyone." "Actually I have already had that seen to." Kim explained. "How?" Asked Matron. "Miss Cathcart depilated my pubic hair." "Ha! That old dyke?" Laughed Cassandra. "Still demanding a shag as payment then pissing when she comes on your face?" Kim's look took her she was. "Its not just your pubes, you stupid `meat'." Cassandra explained sarcastically. "All body hair - like on your arms? Understand?" "Oh." was all Kim could manage. "Do you want us to remove you body hair now?" Matron persisted. "Yes please." "Take off all you clothes and stand with your legs apart and hands on your head." Kim did as she was told, feeling rather vulnerable standing in such a large room naked. Cassandra lit what looked like a blow torch with a flicking yellow flame. "This has a `cold' flame - it wont hurt unless I do it wrong. It just burns off all your body hair without burning you." She ran it in sweeping motions briefly over every part of her body except her head. There was soon a strong smell of burning hair. Satisfied that all the accessible body hair was gone, Cassandra said "Bend over and hold your butt cheeks apart." Kim's face cheeks burned more than her bottom cheeks as she did what she was told. "Have you been having anal sex?" Cassandra asked. "Yes." Kim replied miserably. "Dumb fucking meat. I am sure that will help your chances of conception." Cassandra ran the flame over Kim's anus, then made a cursory check that there were no hairs hidden in the folds of her labia. "As smooth as dumb fucking meat for slaughter, Matron." "Thanks you Cassandra. You can get dressed again now Kim." Kim pulled on her clothes again, while Matron carried on with what would happen. "After recording your barcode on the scanner, I will ask you to stand on a metal plate that will be here, then I will push a button to stun you..." "I don't want to be stunned." "Oh, I wouldn't recommend that Kim. Un-stunned slaughter can be very painful." "I don't want to be stunned." "Just because some girl did it on TV does not make it a good thing - I cant vary from the FSA rules on this - an un-stunned slaughter will involve tying your hands together, cutting your throat and removing your intestines while you are still alive." "Couldn't someone hold my hands? They girl on TV did that." "That is at my discretion, and I say no. Your hands will be tied." "I still want to be un-stunned." "There is one other thing you ought to know." Matron shifted uncomfortably, "I have never actually performed an un-stunned slaughter before. I know the theory, but that is very different to the real thing." "Its ok." "Can I trust you not to start screaming, or shouting, or even speaking to the audience in any way? The first sign of any of that and Cassandra will put a gag on you. I am not going to have you frighten the girls who are on notice of slaughter." "I understand. You have my word." "In that case, the procedure will be that you must ask me in front of the audience that you want to be un-stunned, then Cassandra will tie your thumbs together above your head, then help you into the ankle shackles. You will be hoisted up and the slaughter will commence by me cutting the veins in your neck on both sides. I will still have the stunning device there, so if you decide at the time you want to be stunned after all, just keep quiet and I will get you to stand on the metal plate, stun you and that is all you will know about the process. Any questions?" Kim shook her head. "Oh, make sure you tie your hair up so it doesn't get damaged during the process. Cassandra, do her family want any meat?" Cassandra looked at her notes. "Well, they will get her head of course... Her father wants a buttock and her sexual organs. Probably wants to fuck it because he wasn't allowed to while it was alive. After the anatomy class have finished with it, the rest of the meat is going to the kitchen for the meal in the evening." "Thank you Cassandra, we better take those cuts for her father immediately in case the anatomy class want to cut her up a bit more." "That will be my pleasure, Matron" Cassandra purred. "One final thing, Kim - there will be no opportunity for final words once you are in the room, so do that stuff before you enter." Kim went to the library to work on her final letters to her family. There was one for her dad, Martha, Sam, Casey, Virginia (for when she became cattle), and a similar one for Martha's unborn baby. She enclosed a recent picture of herself wearing school uniform in each of the envelopes, and because she thought he might appreciate it, a picture that Hamish had taken of her just after he had made love to her a few weeks ago. It showed her pulling a `come fuck me' expression whilst her finger was in her vagina which was visibly brim full of cloudy white sperm. It was bed time when she finally finished the last letter, so she went back to servicing room and found Hamish. "Hi my love," she said brightly. "My period has ended, so if you want my cunt its all yours." "Is there any chance you could get pregnant in time for the blood test tomorrow?" "Virtually none." "Then I want to make love in your bottom again. I just cant stand the doubt that it might work. At least this way I will know." "You can make love to me any way you want to." She kissed him after she spoke, breathing in his smell and feeling his tongue on hers. Their clothes were gradually discarded, and having smeared on a small amount of lubricant, they laid down together in a missionary position, him lifting her bottom so that he could enter her anus more easily. Anal sex no longer hurt for her, although she did feel a little dirty at the thought of it. Then she reasoned `what could be less dirty than making love with the man you love?' and responded to his thrusting hips with renewed passion. In the morning, Hamish had asked if he could take a few photos to remember her by. Kim played along, posing naked for him. She even found a school exercise book on which she scrawled `Hamish, I will love you for ever' and Hamish included that in a few photos. They made love for the final time, Hamish still with his camera, photographing everything she did, including him taking her anally from behind one last time and even a picture as she licked his penis clean for him afterwards. She asked him to send a copy of the last few pictures to her dad. It was nearly time to go, so she turned to Hamish. "Can I ask you to do one thing for me after I am gone?" "Anything. Name it." "I am convinced you will have a baby boy when you do make someone pregnant. I want that someone to be Sam." "She isn't old enough yet." "I have said in my letter to her that you have two brothers and what that might mean. When she is old enough, I have suggested to her that it might be a good idea for you to service her." "I don't know..." "You did say you would do anything." "Ok. If she asks, I will try to get her pregnant, but I will be thinking of you." 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