Jessica was then pushed into a small dark room in the back of the house behind the kitchen, this was where the family stored their meat-girls before they were ready for tenderizing and spitting, While Jessica waited bound and uncomfortable in the meat-girl storage locker, her mother was busily cooking and preparing all the things she would need in the morning when it was time to stuff and spit her former daughter now turned meat-girl for the Father's Day Roast
Go to page. Although technically with his only daughter's impending roast he was no longer a father.
. “Take him to the guest room, prepare for him anything he asks for, or desires” Michael said, then added, “From now on, you are his personal slave, you will tend to his every need, are we clear?”
“Yes Master Michael” The boy said quietly, looking at the man’s feet as was proper. Edward stood there in his underwear, a slight tent pole forming in the front of his jocks
Jessica was then pushed into a small dark room in the back of the house behind the kitchen, this was where the family stored their meat-girls before they were ready for tenderizing and spitting, While Jessica waited bound and uncomfortable in the meat-girl storage locker, her mother was busily cooking and preparing all the things she would need in the morning when it was time to stuff and spit her former daughter now turned meat-girl for the Father's Day Roast
Go to page. Although technically with his only daughter's impending roast he was no longer a father.
. “Take him to the guest room, prepare for him anything he asks for, or desires” Michael said, then added, “From now on, you are his personal slave, you will tend to his every need, are we clear?”
“Yes Master Michael” The boy said quietly, looking at the man’s feet as was proper. Edward stood there in his underwear, a slight tent pole forming in the front of his jocks
Jessica was then pushed into a small dark room in the back of the house behind the kitchen, this was where the family stored their meat-girls before they were ready for tenderizing and spitting, While Jessica waited bound and uncomfortable in the meat-girl storage locker, her mother was busily cooking and preparing all the things she would need in the morning when it was time to stuff and spit her former daughter now turned meat-girl for the Father's Day Roast
Go to page. Although technically with his only daughter's impending roast he was no longer a father.
. “Take him to the guest room, prepare for him anything he asks for, or desires” Michael said, then added, “From now on, you are his personal slave, you will tend to his every need, are we clear?”
“Yes Master Michael” The boy said quietly, looking at the man’s feet as was proper. Edward stood there in his underwear, a slight tent pole forming in the front of his jocks
