Dolcett Enterprises -
Sample "Play" Scene

Introduction to the Dolcett Enterprise
and "Club X" proposition

THIS IS NOT A SNUFF SITE, but a professional, private role-playing and "scene" club for those interested in exploring the wilder themes of sexual submission/slavery in the extreme, bondage, domination and sado-masochism (BDSM) in a unique and safe fashion. The club will be seeking subscriptions, support and more to establish the most sophisticated sensual and sexual entertainment and participation centres in the world.

To give you a clear understanding of our "Dolcett play" I have prepared a couple of stories, with a little help from the original illustrations.


MOM'S SUICIDE

(I said there were a couple of good reason why "snuffing" a girl and turning her into a dolcett long pig could be legitimate and acceptable in some societies.  One reason is when a death penalty is imposed in such barbaric states as the USA - see Death Camp - here is another, voluntary assisted suicide and committing suicide in your own snuff event, or movie.)

Linda replaced the phone with trembling hands.

"What's wrong honey?"  David, her husband asked.

Linda gulped back the fear in her voice, trying to remain calm.  "It was the doctor, they just got the results back from the samples they took."

"Oh?"  He could tell something was upsetting her and crossed the room to hold her close.  "What did they say?"

"I've got six months at the most, no longer,"  she buried her head in his chest as he hugged her close.

"Maybe, we can-?"

"No." She shook her head, but kept a tight grip on him. "They're certain - there's nothing they can do for us!"

David sighed.  "Okay, you know I'm her for you," he lifted her face up to his, "forever," and kissed her lightly.

David was holding her again an hour later when she finally signed away the tears and tremors. Brushing her eyes, she sat up from him and turned to face him.  "You remember what we discussed, just in case, you know about that dolcett idea of a real party, to send me off."

"Yes, but, are you sure? You know I'll support you every way you want, but what about other doctors?"

"Damn the doctors, I'm sick of this, and I'm NOT going to live through the next six months of pain and illness!"  She leaned forward to caress his face and kiss him.  "And I don't want you remembering me that way, it's wrong."

"Well, okay, if you're really sure?"

Linda smiled.  "Fuck yes!"  She moved over to straddle his lap, "now give me a hard ride lover!"


The agent from Dolcett Enterprises sat across the coffee table from the couple.  Linda and David held hands for mutual support as the smartly dressed young lady described the options.  On the table she flicked through various simple illustrations.

"For obvious reasons we don't use photos or films from our assisted suicide programme," she shrugged, "there are so many social taboos in this field that we do have to be cautious until society catches up with the rest of us."  She smiled warmly at Linda, with such a reassurance who could possibly think this was wrong?

"Now," she continued, "did you have anything specific in mind?"

"Well," Linda squeezed David's hand tighter, "we were thinking of something really, well, not quick, something we can all enjoy, I want to make it memorable for us all."

The Dolcett Girl smiled.  "Of course, something for yourself, or friends and family, and just for one day or several.  We can devise a number of assisted suicides for all of our clients, private events, or make your own snuff movie, " she briskly flipped through the display book of illustrations and brief descriptions. "I believe you have four children?"

"Yes," Linda began.

"Three fine girls," David injected, "and one boy, all teenagers now," he grinned, "and fortunately not spending a lot of time at home."

"But we do want them to know and if they want to join in some way?"

The Dolcett Girl nodded. "Of course." she tapped a few brief notes into her pocket computer.  "Tell me, your daughters, are they likely to be excited by our work?"

David replied.  "I'm sure the two older ones are already aware of your wonderful work with slave women."

Linda turned to look at him. "Oh? Really?"

He smiled, embarrassed.  "Well, I caught them out once, just for a moment, looking at the Dolcett Enterprises web broadcast," he looked at the Dolcett Girl, "your cattle auction?"

"Oh yes, one of our most popular services.  Were they bidding or entering themselves?"

David shrugged.  "No idea, they switched to another site as soon as they saw me."

"Well," the Dolcett Girl comforted them, "at least they'll know what to expect, so I don't think they will be a problem, but I think you should explain it all to them clearly before you make your final decision."

Linda shook her head.  "Oh no, we can't do that, I believe they're grown women now and must accept the real world, women are naturally submissive to men and willing to sacrifice everything for their men,  I'm doing this so my husband," she hugged David's hand close, "doesn't have to go through the suffering we know will come as my disease progresses.  This is a good way to die and with your help we'll make it a great event!"

The Dolcett Girl nodded.  "You will have all our support."


"What!!?"  Caroline, Linda's older daughter, almost jumped off her chair after Linda had finished explaining her intentions.

"An orgy and long pig feast.  It's all organised, the wonderful Dolcett people will be coming to assist with the whole event, and make recordings to sell to their audiences."

"Recordings, like a snuff movie!? But those are fakes, you know Special Effects on the web!"

"Well, that may have been true originally, but as more and more girls, and women, are volunteering themselves the Dolcett people are now offering a discreet service for the real experience.  And this weekend," Linda emphasised the point to force it through Caroline's reluctance, "it's my turn to be the star.  Now, do you love your mommy enough to help me face up to this?"

Linda could see Caroline struggling with the decision.  Eventually she gasped out. "All right!  But I want to know EVERYTHING!"

Linda smiled. "In that case my dear why don't we visit the Private section of the Dolcett web site.  They gave me a special password to my own private event management service."


"She did what!?"  David stared at Linda across the lunch they were having.

"Volunteered herself."

"To the Dolcett people?  But she's so young!"

"I know, that's why they rejected her for butchery." David's faced showed relief, until Linda continued, "but they did accept her for future processing."

"Huh!?"

Linda reached across the table to pat his hand.  "It means she's to become a Dolcett Girl and slave to their club, then when they think it's the right time they auction her for food or their breeding programmes."

"I see, and when is this to take place?"

"At the weekend, they're going to tag her at the beginning and start her training right away by helping me in my final two days."  A playful look crossed her face and she ducked her head around the table.  "You've got a hard on for it!"

"Humph! Well, you've got to admit she's a fine young woman."

Linda grinned.  "I always thought you were very close to her, and to the other girls."

"Yes, well, it's only natural."

"Don't worry I understand, the Dolcett people explained it to me and that's why I want you to join in."

"Oh?"

"The girls' first experience as Dolcett slaves should be at the hands of those they love.  So, we've agreed that the girls will be tagged with our help and then you will have the right to fuck them!"

"The girls!?"

"Oh yes, didn't I mention? Caroline told the other two, and a couple of her college friends, and they came to me, and I showed them the Dolcett site, the real one, and they've all signed up."  She ducked her head under the table again, then stood and moved around, perching herself on the edge and spreading her legs.  "And you'd better relieve that hard-on before you mess your pants."

Which he did, for several hours.


The Dolcett people had arrived at their house on the Friday evening, but kept a discreet distance as they made their preparations in the garden.  Awnings and privacy screenings were erected and all the decorations for the guests quietly arrived throughout the evening and the first few hours of the following morning. 

As instructed Linda, her daughters and Caroline's two girlfriends were asked to stay indoors, more to add to the surprise nature of the event, and to give them all a final opportunity to change their minds.  The twinges of pain in Linda's chest told her there would be no turning back for her, ever.

"Linda?"  It was the Dolcett Girl who'd first come to their home, only now she was nude and glittered with the tiny golden tag hanging from the lip of her cunt.

"Yes?"  Linda gulped back the fear and the arousal, trying to remain calm.

The Girl's confident smile calmed and reassured Linda and the other girls now clustered around her.

"We though that as you had so many girls to help and to join us today, we'd begin with a private tagging, then you and your husband can have First Pleasure with our new sows, then we'll let the rest of the guests in."

"Okay," Linda nodded, "fine."

The Girl lead the others, David following behind, bare and obviously ready to perform his duties, down into their garden. But garden wouldn't describe how it'd been redecorated for the weekend, private grotto, fairytale glen, mere words couldn't describe the beauty of the flowers, the elegant array of tables. So much struck them the they didn't notice they'd reached the centre until the Girl stopped.

"Now, if Linda will come around here," the Girl motioned Linda around a small stand, or stool or something padded in rich leather.  "And each girl in turn bends backwards over this we'll tag you each, spread your legs wide then David can have his right of First Pleasure."

Caroline was first. "Oh god, I don't believe I'm doing this!"  But she did step up to the stool and bend back over it, where Linda held her shoulders down, forcing Carline's head down between her leg to lick her cunt as she'd ben told to do, and the Dolcett Girl pushed her legs wide.  Discreet cameras recorded every angle and moment. "Yow!"  Caroline jerked as the tag was punched in her bare pussy lips.

She tries to rise but Linda held her down.  "All right dear," she said to David, "fuck this slave, and fuck her hard!"

Grinning, David stepped between the wide spread legs of his oldest daughter and admired the small tag.  He leaned forward slowly, allowing his cock to caress her young lips, slowly stroking forward then drawing back.

"Oh dad! Please, fuck me!"  Caroline's muffled voice rose from between Linda's legs.

"With pleasure!" He thrust, his large, engorged adult cock into her inexperienced taut young cunt. Gripping her hips he pressed as deep as possible into her body. He didn't come, he'd long experienced control with Linda and was able to bring Caroline off without loosing control of himself.  That left his cock hard and eager for the next girl. 

Caroline was kept down on the stool until her licking had brought Linda to orgasm then allowed to stand and be collared and cuffed behind her back by the Dolcett Girl.

Three daughters and two teenage girlfriends were tagged and David managed to cum only twice, both in the other girls. Each time a girl was only allowed up after giving Linda an orgasm. By the end Linda was shaking with all the pleasures and David had Caroline on her knees suckling and licking his cock clean and hard, patting her head.

"Good girl."

"Thank you master!" She chocked as he pressed deep into her throat.

It had been a happy private few hours for them all, now was time for the guests.


The Dolcett Enterprises people had organised a full Roman style orgy for the whole of Saturday, discreet invitations had gone out to all of their friends and David, Linda and the five girls were bare and ready to welcome everyone in.

For most of the guests it was nothing more that an orgy, few were to be invited back for the special feast day on Sunday.  But Linda intended to make sure everyone enjoyed themselves, and she had the first pick of very eager cock and female tongue in the party.

A few guests were surprised at the presence of the Dolcett people and the five newly tagged bound girls.  But it was explained as a theme of the event, including an open invitation for anyone to enjoy themselves with all the girls.  When a few seemed reluctant David was first to demonstrate the readiness of his own daughters before encouraging others to make use of their young cunts.


David's sore and aching cock woke him early the following morning, that and the hangover.

The bed was empty beside him, and the house was quiet, no more wife, no more daughters, but a fat bank account from all the money selling the rights to the party would earn, and perhaps he'd browse the Dolcett Enterprises Livestock Auctions, see if he could pick up a good young breeder or two.

Wandering nude through the house he came out on the garden where Linda was trussed tight on the table awaiting the final step in her great send off.

"Hello honey!"  He greeted her as his cock came up to salute her bound beauty.  He walked over to admire his wife, the sow, bound tight on the table, her skin had already been shaven smooth, even her scalp was bare and glistened with cooking oils that had been massaged into every inch.

"Hi lover!" She grinned back from her position on the table. "I'm so sore from yesterday!"

"And this morning!"  He grinned, pressing the tip of his cock against her mouth, and caressing her sensually bare and oil-browned head. "But you're a dolcett sow now and not much time left, so give me one final blow job!"  He pressed deep in her throat as she opened as wide as possible to accept him.

Linda lay, arms chained tight behind her back and legs bound down on the spitting table.  She felt the warm metal as a comforting place to lie as her husband stuffed her mouth.  It'll soon be over she thought, one agony for twenty minutes or so then then end of all the pain and illness. 

Her pussy was dripping again, despite all the use, she'd been stuffed to overflowing in cum most of the night and her body was raw from the spanking and whippings she'd received as the ultimate unlimited slave whore.  She was wonderfully, totally helpless to stop anything happening to her now, David's hands gripped her head, his fingers tickling her ear as he forced his cock deep into her throat.

Then, by silent surprise she felt a pressure on her pussy. Suddenly, she realised, they'd begun.  What she'd so desperately wanted to happen, that huge spit she'd seen all day yesterday was being slipped gently into her cunt.  Oh god, she thought, at last!

"Surprise!"  David grinned.  "We thought this is how you'd like it, and the Dolcett people believe you've really got what it takes to last a lot longer on the fire once you begin to roast!"

"Mmmnfph!"  She gagged on his cock.  The pressure on her cunt was a slow build-up of pressure. She couldn't see the chef behind her, but felt his cool hand pressing her body into position, then - PAIN!!  She almost bit down on David's cock, but yawned to scream as the spit was quickly driven forward through her body.

Oh yes, no, please, now!  Her mind spun with delight, desire and demand.  Let it be over.  Then David came within her and gripped her head for one last time, but, delirious, she didn't think of it, only the huge rod thrusting through her body.  Oh yes, please!!!!!!

To be meat, I WANNA be meat, meat, me, her mind giggled with the pain, meat Linda, hi, I'm Linda, meat me, use me up, take me, tear me apart, I'm yours, totally yours!!!  Do I taste good, no? Well you can't complain to the managemeat!  He he he!!  And her eyes arched up to meet David's looking down at her.  I love you!!  She thought as the spit protruded from her throat.

Caroline came to them, kneeling to lick David's cock clean.  "Hi mom, I'm going to be sold to a breeding farm, isn't that great, I'm going to have dozens of baby girls for the Dolcett Slave Auctions!"

"Mmm, mmmmm"  Linda tried to say, but the hug rod thrusting through her cunt was her only interest.

"I think she's gone now, slave." David said to Caroline.  "Call your sisters over, I want them to see her final few minutes, and give them all a final fuck before you leave."

"Yes master!"

Linda rode the spit as her body was lifted up and carried over to the large blazing roasting pit.  Just there, she thought, ahhh, yes, just the right pressure.  She barely noticed the agony as a pin was driven through her legs to spread and stabilise them against the spit.

Then a Chef's hand caressed her cunt, ahhh, she thought, thank you, as she twitched to its pressure.

"Yes sir!" She Chef called out. "She's still alive!"  He finished her off with a few brisk strokes of his hand, sending her into more orgasm.

The spit began to turn and the fire roasted high.  Linda felt and silently screamed at the heat burning through her body as the pressure rose higher and higher.  She didn't notice the time.  Meat, she thought, look at me-eeat!  Here I am, for the feasting, the ultimate centrepiece.  My cunt for David and my tits for the kids, everyone else - help yourself!

EAT ME !

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