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 The Price of failure (Teen female non-consensual sexual cannibalism)

   Chiara was a pretty young Italian girl with long flowing black hair and
was well tanned from weeks in the fields around her father's vineyard.  She
had just celebrated her eighteenth birthday, but looked much younger, being
able to pass for fourteen or fifteen when she wanted to.

   Her father Antonio was a well-respected man in this part of Italy,
unfortunately for him and his father he was in deep with the Mafiosi.  Very
deep indeed!  He had been borrowing heavily for years to fund various
schemes, most had worked, some had failed, but they never really paid as
much as he had hoped.  Now there had been a death in "The Family" and there
was a new Don, this one had already started to throw his weight around and
there had been a number of very serious "accidents" to some of his
"customers".

   Antonio had been visited the day before and had been told that unless he
made his interest payments things would become a little awkward for him. 
It was very difficult to run a wine business with two broken kneecaps.  Not
impossible, but not easy!  Chiara had listened to her father pleading for
just a little more time, but it had been pointless they were not listening;
indeed she suspected they weren't allowed to listen.

   She had taken it upon herself to visit the new Don and see if she could
sweet talk him around.  She owed it to her father and the rest of her
extended family to try, perhaps if she met him face to face he might be
inclined to permit a few more days.  Her father had said that he would have
enough money to pay in ten days, so maybe they could come to some
agreement.

   She arrived at the Don's villa just as he returned in his Alfa Romeo, he
was as handsome as they had said, she flashed her sweetest smile, and was
pleased to see it strike home and he stopped the car lowered the window and
began to chat to her, within seconds she had been invited in and clambered
into the passenger seat.  The driveway to the villa was about a kilometre
long which was plenty of time for his hands to find their way under her
skirt and up to her crotch.

   He escorted her to the poolside where after a few moments he asked her
what her real business was there.  She pondered for a moment and decided it
was best to be open explained that she was trying to gain her father a few
days grace on the payment.  He listened attentively and said that for such
a pretty young thing as her he would be happy to come to an agreement. 
What was more he wouldn't even add any additional interest.  As she
listened she knew what was to follow, and was not surprised when he said
that if she would be nice to him he would be nice to her father.

   He had an agreement drawn up saying that for an additional 10 days grace
on payments, she would allow him the use of her body for twenty four hours.
If after the expiration of the ten days no payment had been received she
would offer up her body again.  She was not sure about putting the
agreement in writing but she signed the paper.  The Don smiled and taking
her by her arm took her to his bedroom.

   The next twenty four hours started out gently, but he became more brutal
with his love making as the time went on.  By the time she left she had
been used and abused in every imaginable way.  She was covered in bite
marks, scratches and bruises, she just hoped her father would be able to
make the payment as she didn't think she could face another session with
the Don.

   The day before the payment was due she heard her father on the telephone
begging for another couple of days to make the complete payment he had
about ninety five percent of it but a cheque was lost in the post.  She
heard her father breathe out in relief and knew that he had been granted
this reprieve, for her though it meant another period of sexual torture for
certain, she considered hiding but knew that the Don would produce the
signed agreement and her secret would be out and her father would be shamed
and humiliated.  So once she was out of the way she rang the Don and was
told to arrive the following day at just after noon.

   The following day she walked over the hills to the villa, there were a
lot of large cars parked outside and she felt some trepidation as she
skirted the driveway and walked to the poolside.  She felt the eyes of
about a dozen men stripping away her clothes and studying her body.  The
Don took her around introducing her to them as the evening entertainment,
and Chiara began to fear that she would be expected to provide favours to
them all.  Throughout the afternoon she was surprised at just how pleasant
all of these guests were, there was none of the smutty innuendo she had
expected, sure some of them were keen to try it on, but it was all light
hearted, perhaps she didn't have anything to worry about after all.

   The Don went into his office with one of his closest friends and Chiara
heard them laughing, it was a really evil laughter, and she had a feeling
that perhaps it concerned her.  Had she heard them talking about how The
Don's friend had managed not to send the cheque to Antonio, Chiara's father
so that he would be forced to default on the loan she would have been even
more unhappy.  After making plans for the evening, the two of them left the
office, and rejoined Chiara.

   Chiara could see a small group of people behind a canvas screen, but
when she tried to see what they were doing she was gently turned away, as
it would spoil the evening entertainment if people knew what was planned.
She went back to the pool and allowed herself to drink some of the copious
amounts of champagne that was chilling in wine coolers all around the
place. Many of them seemed keen to encourage her to drink of the bubbly,
and still afraid of what might happen, she decided if the worst came to the
worst, she would be better off being drunk.  Again this was just exactly
what was wanted of her, but she wasn't to know.

   She had become rather unsteady on her feet when the Don called them all
together, and started to explain what was planned for later that evening.
They were going to have a late night barbecue, with plenty of meat and
wine, and it would be something that they would never forget.  There was a
lot of laughter and chatter at this, as they couldn't imagine what would be
so memorable about a barbecue, they were about to find out.  The Don again
called for silence, and motioning Chiara forwards he produced her contract
and read out the terms of the agreement, and asked her if she would confirm
that she had in fact signed this agreement.  She nodded and said she had.
She was then asked if her father had repaid the loan, she looked down at
her feet when she said no.  The Don lifted her chin, and asked her if she
would honour the agreement, to begin with she said nothing, and then when
she felt all eyes on her she nodded in agreement and said she would.

   The assembled partygoers cheered at this and it was apparent that they
were beginning to get excited at what was to follow.  Chiara realised that
several of the men were looking at her in a most lascivious fashion, and a
couple were even loosening the belts of their trousers in expectation.  The
Don noticed this and chided them for being perverts and sex fanatics,
Chiara was not there to be raped and abused, he hadn't had her sign the
agreement to be used as an object of sex, no he had another use for her. 
There was some confused mutterings from the crowd now, Chiara began to take
heart from this, her worst nightmare was not going to happen.

   As things quietened down the reality was explained to the assembled
throng, and Chiara paled as she realised it was going to be worse than she
could ever have imagined.  In fact she couldn't really take it in, surely
it was a joke just to upset her, surely they couldn't really be going to
eat her!  But it was all very serious, she watched as the canvas screen was
taken away, and behind it was a large barbecue.  A fire was being lit
underneath as she watched.  Rough hands suddenly grasped her, and she was
dragged over to a table.  A couple of the Don's men held her while another
forced some liquid down her throat, she realised it was brandy, she choked
several times but they still persevered.  Eventually they let her go, she
tried to stand and run away but she couldn't co-ordinate her movements and
fell to the ground.

   There then followed the most bizarre game of pass the parcel imaginable
as Chiara was passed around a group of men.  As the music stopped her
clothes were removed, although she knew what was happening she was
powerless to prevent it.  Eventually her very last item of clothing was
removed by a young but powerfully built Italian.  The Don announced that to
him would come the pleasure of spitting young Chiara.  Perhaps he would
like to lubricate her with his own juices first!  Chiara watched helplessly
as this Italian stallion dropped his trousers, turned her around and then
raped her in front of everyone.  Chiara couldn't believe it, because it
seemed to be the women who cheered most at this.

   She was dragged over closer to the barbecue and a large spit was
produced, she felt herself being spread over a table, and she looked up at
the sky.  Her head was forced backwards and then to cheers she felt this
alien object being forced into her most intimate parts.  Under guidance
from the Don, the spit was slowly forced into her, several times she
screamed out aloud as it pierced or scraped her insides.  The Don kept up a
running commentary explaining what was happening.  Her insides felt as if
they were burning when the spit passed up into her womb.  Slowly and
carefully it was manoeuvred until it was pressing against her stomache, the
pressure made her throw up, and whilst some choked at his others just
laughed and cheered all the louder.

   The vomit was washed away by cold water from a hose and then Chiara
screamed again, this time the scream was cut short as the spit emerged from
her mouth, she started to choke, but then felt something else being forced
into her, this time at her mouth and she realised a tube had been inserted
into her throat to enable her to breathe.  The pain was intense, and she
was near to passing out, as they picked the spit up and moved it over to
the fire-pit she did lose consciousness for a few moments.  When she came
to she was aware that her hands and feet were trussed, and that her hair
had been cut back.  The fire was intensifying and she could feel the heat
searing at her flesh.

   A couple of the women came over and began to brush olive oil over her,
concentrating on her fleshiest parts to ensure that she didn't burn, and
slowly Chiara began to cook.  She was alive for some five minutes before
finally slipping away, they moved her away from the pit for a few moments
whilst they gutted her, and then returned her to the heat.  She took nearly
four hours to cook, and the aroma of her flesh had all the guests
salivating for at least the last hour of the cooking.  The lights around
patio were shining brightly when they brought Chiara back over to begin the
carving.  There were lots of arguments over just who should have the prime
cuts, but the Don settled the arguments in a more tactful than usual manner
when he assured the losers, that he would be having another Barbecue within
the month at which there would be even more meat.

   Don took his prime slices over to the poolside and mused as he ate the
tender portions.  He wondered if Chinese tasted any different to Italian?
The following day his connections in China would be telling him the
arrangements that had been made for the two daughters of his largest debtor
to visit him as surety on a large loan, that he knew could never be repaid.
Yes he should have them here within a month, he could enjoy them first, and
then feed them to his "Family".  Meanwhile it was definitely time to go
back and try some more of the tender thigh meat of young Chiara.  Tomorrow
or the next day he would cancel the loan to Antonio as a mark of respect
for the death of his daughter in....  well he would think up a suitable
end, the doctor and the coroner wouldn't be a problem, they were tucking
into her shoulder at that very moment, and as for the police, they would do
what their Inspector told them, and he was one of those waiting for the
next Barbecue.