Eat Me, Please Part 2

Chapter 272-1

Eat Me, Please

Part 2

 

The room went into a total panic as people grabbed their robes, and ran to the table with about 15 phones on it. While the men in white jackets took down their information and gave them each a card generated out of a computer the moment they had verified the funds were at their fingertips. Some striped right there in the middle of the frenzy with the phone in their ear and held up by a shoulder as they took off their clothes stuffing them into a clear plastic bag with their bank cards, checkbooks and wallets then sealed with a small lock as they added the key to their cards around their neck and then handed someone to lock them up for safe keeping.

Others were leaving one by one looking back wanting so bad to be in that room wheeling and dealing and licked their lips seeing all that naked boy and girl flesh begging for them to touch them. All of us kids stayed either on the stairs watching them so we wouldn’t get stepped on or by their sugar Daddy’s. I didn’t need to look outside to know those cars that were waiting for them to take them down to a hotel for the night or airport or bus station were about to make unscheduled stop, and the look on their faces when they pull up to a police station or a building full of military cops would be priceless.

The ones I felt sorry for were the little girls and boys that were with them. Knowing the next few days were going to be hell for them as they sit in a room somewhere either thanking or cursing God for saving them. I should know I had been in a room just like that. And God didn’t listen to me, and he certainly didn’t help me when I needed him the most.  Black and blue, and few broken bones from my own and some of my earlier foster homes taught me that. The one person I could rely on was me and nobody else.

The room quieted as it thinned out, as our own personal bad guys like Dad and Mr. Vincent and Mr. Holliman went through the motions. Just to make it look like they were one of them as they quickly and effortlessly made it through the line and stood at the board where they were picking the boy or girl they wanted to eat for dessert. The starting bid was 35 thousand dollars. Mine name was at the top of the list, I watched as it Stanley’s name was removed then brought back up next to mine, or switched with Colby or another boy every few minutes.

We watched as the men voice shouted over the others, trying to outbid them for one little taste of us. For two hours. The men and white jackets controlled the crowd pointing to the clock that the two hours would soon be in effect and then their dessert time would be counting down only giving them 10 to 15 minutes to have a good hard look at us. When that time expired dessert would be severed the next time they would see us is on the auction block unless they had paid for us for one last test drive during the movie.

Stringum as Mr. Tate came into the room yelling into a bull horn pulling out a sheet of paper as men in white jackets passed around a copy of the rules of building your own sundae. He said waiting for everyone to listen. “The dining room will be open in 20 minutes; if you would please make your final choices. Here are the rules of tonight dessert advent. Rule number one: You will have approximate 20 minutes to build each of your ice cream sundaes with all the trimmings from top to bottom and each of the sides. Mixing the boys and girls of your choice, except for the first two who you have personally have chosen as your favorites during the first round. Everyone else is up for grabs as the leftovers until everyone has been picked.

“Rule number 2: Everyone will be asked to remove their robes and slippers because you all will be participating in building your sundaes and you must all be covered completely in the toppings I have provided for you including several extra large cans of whip-cream for the final touch and two five gallons of chocolate sauce, with your cherries edible and none of you will find in box near your table and on your cart. There are no rules how you do it, everything is allowed. Every table must have no more than five naked men around it of which you have personally chosen among yourselves. If you haven’t you have approximately 20 minutes before the doors open.

“I repeat for those that might be shy; that I don’t give a rat’s a*s if you have a little extra padding then most of us. I do not care if you have one of the largest penises here or a little tiny crayon or have hair in all the wrong places, which you had been aware of the moment you accepted the inventions to be here tonight. If you didn’t have the sense to groom yourself… Too f*****g bad, deal with it. Everyone that walks through those doors will, I repeat will be naked. Plus ones included which is why you brought them so you can share them.

“Rule number 3: It must be a working piece of art, where everyone in the sundae gets something whether if it is a blow job or f*****g someone in the a*s or a girl’s delicate area, or have their mouths and tongue in all the right places. Or all thee above, as long as it fulfilling the needs of everyone and must work for a minim of 3 minutes. If the sundae melts, meaning if it at falls apart before the 3-minute mark is hit or the judges such as me and Mr. Stringum the host of tonight’s party. That table will be disqualified and will not move on to the next round.

“There will be three rounds to determine the winners of the best sundae. The first round is your chosen group for each table. Will be all the adults with the help of the boys and girls here, including all your plus ones, and I do mean all them; will build a sundae tower using you or should I say the ones that make it through the door, before the first round starts. If not they will have to pay a penalty charge of 20 thousand dollars, and if they are not in place by the time the buzzer goes off, they will have to sit the round out and their table will be docked 15 points off their final score of tonight sundae challenge; you snooze you lose.

“Round three will be where we included the all the kids here… boy or girl, regardless if they are plus ones not up for auction or have been sold too new buyers or not its only fair they too get too have some fun, to build us a working sundae with your help as advisers only and as long as everyone fits inside the designated area,  and is covered in ice cream and all the toppings including the extra big and small cherries and whip- cream and chocolate sauces you will find at your tables.

The fourth round will be the adults only round as the kids including your plus ones will build a magnificent working sundae out of you mixing and matching their selected choices which they will come together as a groups of 8 per table until each of you have been picked. Again it must be working for 10 minutes; which will include your mistress and wives or nannies you have brought with you tonight. Again I repeat everyone behind these doors will be naked including me and Mr. Stringum. Far is far, and all that, plus it’s a very messy dessert. Which you should all know and I have added a few extra twists, I am sure you will like when you walk into the dining room. 

“Now then last and final round will be for those that make it to this last around and build another complete sundae with those that have a guaranteed a spot either by winning it, buying or forcing someone to allow you to take their place, but I warn you once you hear the amount of the prize money they would be stupid without good reason to give up their place in the final round.  In the final round, the battle will be decided by who has the most points. For those that won first, second and third from each round with the points they had earned from all four rounds. You will see on the paper that I have handed out two a list of the rules and how the points are broken down.

“15 points: For all members were at their tables when the round begins.

30 points for building a working piece of sundae art, and stays working for 3 minutes or longer. If last six minutes they automatically get the full 25 points and an additional 10 points. Each minute below 6 minutes 3 points per minute until the reached the minim of three minutes. Anything below the three-minute mark will lose the 25 points and will drop 10 points for each minute lost until remaining 1 minute.  Stating the construction of the sundae was a failure.

“45 points for originality and the best use of the people in the group. With a total 100 points possible.

“The ones with the highest points win the sundae challenge and will be given a chance to win 30 million dollars for their original group and a night stay in one of my deluxe rooms. We will then tally all the points so far, for those going into the final round where they will go head to head building three complete different working sundaes.  The winners will win the grand prize of 60 million dollars. For their group and each of their owners here tonight; which will be allowed to have a hot shower first before the movie and auction starts.

“The second prize is 40 million dollars and having to wait for the first place winners to shower. Third prize will be 10 million dollars and they get nice warm towel and metal wash to the tub to bathe in with everyone here watching you and taking pictures for their scrapbooks. If you come in fourth place not making the final round for the 5 million dollars, well you get nothing, but a towel and pail of water to clean yourselves up with inside this room with everyone watching you. As again they take pictures of you doing it. The name of the game is to build a sex tower of delightful and tasty treats better then anyone can imagine. All that wish to change out their choice table partners and boys and girls may do so with the remaining time as you look them over before we start as promised.

“Those that wish to stay an extra night, due to the heavy snows, may do so, on the house, as long as they obey my house rules which are. Do what the f**k you like, as long as it doesn’t evolve me cleaning up your damn mess, hell  you paid for it so why not enjoy my fine crop of boys and girls remembering my rules regarding maiming them or killing them, they belong to me and their various owners that hold their life contract. I will remind you, that this is my house and if it was yours you would ask of me for the same courtesy.

“The pool is open for those that want to use it. No bathing suit is required and so is the weight room and sauna room as well as the main library for those that would like to hold clubhouse meeting where those among us would like to inspect their holdings and property and get with those that they haven’t seen in a long time. The doors will open in 20 minutes. Please make sure all business is concluded before walking in those doors. It has not... don’t come in until it is, or get the f**k out.”

He motioned us over to stand against the wall so they could all see us before we went into the dining room giving them 15 minutes to look us over. Check our teeth, check any signs of bruising or whip marks. Blemishes and anything that seemed we wouldn’t be good stock or good earners for potential clients 

I looked at the board seeing that Mr. Wesley made the final bid for me for 90 thousand dollars and Mr. Vincent and Dad made the last bid for another boy I didn’t know by the name of Ethan 472 at 70 thousand dollars. Colby reminds at 30 thousand dollars and was paired up with Terry’s brother Jessie with his name next to it sharing a table with Mr. Striker and Mr. Holliman and three other men I didn’t know, by the name of Denials, McGregor and Fillmore.

Everyone else like Mark being paired with Terry, Jake was paired with Rhoda and Cindy was paired up with West. Hank was paired with Jackie.  Eli was paired with Greg. The list went on and on. A loud buzzer went off as the last person parried out with Chad on the bottom of the list seeing he was paired with some boy I didn’t know by the name of Nathan; all with bid plus or minus above the 30 thousand marks.

The dining room doors opened as Tony lead us into the dining room for one final last look as everyone found their tables. When the doors open the men in black jackets took up post basically sealing us in, but keeping them open for anyone that was still working out their money verification. While the rest of the rift raft without the kind of money they needed to get past these doors were escorted out of the house.

The dining room had been retransformed as I counted at least 15 tables compared to the three hundred or so we had started with there were no chairs around them, then why would there be if we were the ones being offered as dessert which none of them could do sitting down while sharing us with their chosen companions. Yet what intrigued me the most was how the tables were arranged.

All the tables were in some sort of box that had built around them with a plastic rubber lining and above each of the tables was a set of oversized shower heads hanging above them, attached to a long copper pipe standing from the floor and across with a large turning valve painted red. The table themselves were lowered and had been lowered about 24 inches from the floor. Seeing a large metal ruler by each table which said these tables could be adjusted up to 36 inches.

We all gasped as we watched as some guy in a black jacket held a remote and pushed a button as the table turned and adjusted to the height he wanted it going from 24 inches all the way up to 36 six inches,  noticing the large hydraulics you would find in automatic garages. Eli said standing five kids down, “you got to be kidding me.”

Jared said “awesome.” Giving Jason a high five. Everyone agreed that this looked like fun.

Tony said. “Fun it maybe boys and girls, but trust me building a sundae on those babies will make you think twice when you are spinning around on them.” Everyone was bouncing with excitement until the guys came into the room with their wives, mistress, and nannies. Thank God grandma and my mother wasn’t here to see this, they would go nuts. More so my grandmother once she read the rules of and seeing what Stringum had in mind.

Each table had around the mattress with a pillow ring around it, with bright yellow fabric with pictures of bananas on it a fabric that was commonly used for outdoor furniture by the pool. By each table was a big wire basket with large looking red cherries with stems. And trolley with everything to make an ice cream sundae. Including two five gallon buckets with the words, chocolate sauce on them and 3 fire extinguishers painted white with the ready whip-cream logo on it.

The stage had been changed as well taking away the catwalk leaving only one main stage against the wall with a large movie screen behind it. Out front were several large brand new couches of every make and color all fitted with a cloth cover, seating diagonal with a large wide aisle between both sections and red carpet on the floor with several large pillows to make everyone comfortable and more so if they wanted to have sex or stimulation during the movie.

It was a little past 10:30 which meant we would be up all night, which was why Stringum had insisted that they stay for lunch and extra day due to the heavy snowstorm outside. That I had noticed through the opened entryway door, and hearing that canyon road would be closed to most traffic. Not that I cared, I was stuck here regardless. Plus it gave Stringum and our team time to take out the bad guys or delay them as much as possible. We needed those keys, and the only way to get them was through pillow talk and getting the bad guys to trusts us telling us everything.

I had lost count how many men had fondled me had me bent me over checking every nick and cranny of my body as they wrote down everything including my measurements and penis size, taking their time as they stroked it slowly said. “Very nice, nice tan, nice muscle in the right places. No bruising, and excellent teeth and smile. It says here you can have sex for three hours non stop and known as the love master, how may I ask and does it matter if it’s a girl or boy or both no matter the age? How do you feel about older men and women? How young do you feel is too young or too old? Are you against group sex? Do you play well with others? I see… I look forward to seeing you perform. Maybe I could see what you're made of tonight, or possibly tomorrow not that we are all stuck here.” Then moved on to the next one beside me asking the same questions and the same inspection.

Man, I wanted to bathe again every time they touched me and glad I wasn’t wearing my ring; where it had a mind of its own to show me everything bad or good that they have done. The trust thing wasn’t an issue because none of them could be trusted. However, it was hard to tell if any one of them were the men that held those keys we needed. I very much doubted that there was a pot of gold down in that locked room. Something said there was something more, being it was heavily protected. Gold possibly, but I had a feeling there was a lot more than gold down there. Every time I had been by that door I got the sense that something dark and dangerous was taking place down there.