Castaway Island

Castaway Island
By
A. Cannibal

M/g (7) M/g (9) M/F cannibalism

 Haden, his wife Cindy and their daughters Marie age 9 and Elli the 7 year old were on a sailing trip from Miami to Bermuda. This trip was to be a bonding trip because Haden had been working so hard for the last year that he rarely saw his family.
Ever since his company and a rival had decided to merge it was nonstop meetings. Then the government wanted information on this merger. But now it was done and he was taking a two week holiday with his family.
Haden loved the smell of the sea the sound of the wind flapping the canvas, not to mention the view his family. Cindy and the girls were laid out the foredeck sun bathing in French cut bikinis. At 30 and 2 children later his wife still looked as good as the day he married her. With 36 c breast and auburn hair she showed no signs of ageing. She had a sweet disposition except for a few days a month.
 The girls had inherited most their mother’s relaxed attitude as well as her looks, but then again they could be a handful every now and then. At least it wasn’t monthly like their mother.
 The family was two days out when all the sudden the skies without warning went from a sunny clear blue sky to one with black rain laden clouds and howling winds. The 38 ft korgen sailboat began to pitch violently and the sails began to rip.
 All the girls screamed tossed about, but managed some how to make it down below deck. Haden stay at the wheel trying to control the boat in the storm. Cindy got the kids into life vest as well as herself. She stood up to go help her husband when a loud crunching and every thing went black.
 Cindy came to with a headache and slowly sat up looking around. Where was her family? Where was she for that matter? The sky was blue the sea calm but all around her was broken wooden planks.
Her eyes came into focus and down the beach just above the high water mark were two forms in orange. She jumped up and half ran half stumbled over to where the girls lie.
 “Elli! Wake up honey,” Cindy said hugging the youngest child.
 Her eyes opened and she coughed. “Ooh Mom, what happen? Where are we?” Elli asked.
 Cindy answered, “I don’t know. Just lay there for a few minutes. I need to check on your sister.” She laid Elli back on to the warm sand and crawl over to Marie. As she came over to the older child Marie lifted her head and looked around then put it back down. Elli saw this and was relived.
She asked, “Are you alright darling?” Her daughter smiled saying, “yeah, just a little water logged is all. Where is this place?”
Cindy shook her head and looked around before telling her daughters, “I have no idea where we are or what happen. Will you two be ok here by yourselves for a few minutes? I want to look for your father.”
 They nodded and Cindy went down the beach and around a rock outcropping. There was no sign of Haden only more beach. She tried yelling for him but the only answer came from the gulls circling high above.
 She returned to the girls, who had take off their life vests, and sat down next to them. “No sign of your father that way. So why don’t we go for a stroll in the other direction. I’m not leaving you alone,” she said.
 Standing up Cindy too dropped her vest to the ground. She motioned for her daughters to follow. They saw more wood as they walked and it was obvious the boat had sank. There was no sign of Haden.
They did however find footprints leading into the jungle. Cindy decided to follow them, thinking they might be her husbands. Even if they weren’t whose ever they were might know where he was. At least they’d be able to use their phone and call for help.
 The 3 of them followed the clearly marked path into a clearing with a single thatch hut in its center. There a man with nothing but a loin cloth on, a woman wearing what looked like a diaper and teenage daughter wearing nothing but a smile.
 Cindy didn’t know what to think, she’d never seen anything like this except in history books. They were busy working throwing wood into a BBQ pit and didn’t notice Cindy and daughters.
“Hello do you speak English?” she asked.
The native family looked up in surprise then smiled to each other. In a British accent the man said, “ah hello and welcome to Castaway Island. I take it your boat struck the reef and sank?”
 Cindy nodded, “I guess, all I really know is a storm came out of nowhere and then we were lying on the beach. Do you have a phone I can use to call the coastguard?”
 The natives chuckled and the woman said, “We have no phones. Even if we did you couldn’t get this coastguard. That storm is some sort of portal to a different world or time.” she ended with a shrug.
 “The Bermuda Triangle I always thought it just a legend,” Cindy gasped.
 The teenager spoke, “granddad came the same way but grand mum was already here, isn’t that right mum.” The woman nodded then said to Cindy, “Come sit, all of you. Lidia will you get our guests some water?”
 The teenager disappeared for a few minutes. While they were gone Cindy was introduced to her hosts.
 The man’s name was William and he ended up on the island some 20 years ago. The woman who went by the name of Rachel had been born on the island to one of the other families. So was Lidia some 15 years ago. She also found the island was 25 miles square including the volcano at its center. Lidia came back and handed the newcomers small wooden bowls of water. Cindy, Marie and Elli drank greedily.
The other family smiled as their “guests” fell onto their backs sound asleep.
“I haven’t seen husband anywhere and I don’t think she was boating with children alone. Lidia would you mind back tracking them and see if you can hunt him down?” her father asked.
 With a little giggle Lidia grabbed he favorite weapon, a spear, and trotted off toward the beach for a man hunt. She had a distinct advantage over any new arrival, that was she was raised in a jungle where hunting ones food was a requirement. She chuckled to herself it was often that 3 pieces of meat walked right up to the house.
Castaway Island was the official named by the first people to end up here. Yet it could just as easily have been named Cannibal Island for the 100 people stuck on the island were all cannibals.
 Back home William and Rachael had removed the bathing suits from the meat. They were examining the catch deciding on how to cook them.
 “I like to see the younger one roasted alive on a spit,” William said.
 With a giggle and a nod Rachael said, “Mmm sounds good. Are you going to tenderize her before roasting? She’s still a virgin you know.”
 He laughed, “I notice that with the young ones, but yes I want to tenderize them. So if you’ll excuse me I think I’ll do that now.”
 She shook her head no explaining, “Let’s wait a little while for Linda to come back. Hopefully she’ll find the father alive and bring him back. It’s always fun to watch the parents yell and scream when their babies are tenderized.” He sighed and nodded it was fun to see the expressions on the faces when he walked out of the hut after doing them. Unfortunately it was not to be Linda came back home saying there was no sign of the father.
 William said, “I was hoping to have him for dinner, but I guess we can have fish tonight. Anyway I’ll be inside tenderizing this piece of meat. That way we can have this one tomorrow.”
He picked up the still sleeping Elli and took her into the hut. William had made feather beds for his family and laid the meat out on his bed face up. William kissed her on the lips then move down to her flat chest and kissed each nipple. He slid down to Elli’s belly button and kissed that before ending up at her love box.
 “You have a lovely hairless cunt. It a shame I have to spoil it in a little while,” he told the sleeping meat.
  William parted the pussy lips and began to lick. Elli gave a slight shudder when he hit clit and she moaned happily. After a short time became William thought she was sufficiently wet that he could get inside her.
A terrible pain between Elli’s legs woke her. She saw William, who was on his knees, was pushing something into her pee area. The pain was terrible, it felt like she was being ripped apart down there. Elli tried to move her hands and feet, to push him off, but found they were bound. That she’d had been tied into the giant “X.”
 William loved her screams and the way the girl squirmed. The more Elli twisted the deeper she impaled herself on him, which meant more sweet music coming from her mouth.
 When William finished he carried the meat out and dumped her next to her mother.
“You bastard, you didn’t have to rape her, she’s just a baby,” Cindy spat.
 Chuckling William said, “she was tenderized not rape. Tomorrow she will be barbequed and eaten. Oh by the way you two are also on are menu, just not tomorrow.”
 Cindy and Marie both gasped in horror at the news, while Elli just lay there moaning in pain. “Haden, help us!” Cindy yelled.
 Unfortunately for the meat, her husband didn’t come running out of the jungle to save his family. Instead the cannibals laughed at the meat. William bent down and ran his hands over Marie.
 She screamed and thrashed about while her mom screamed at the man to stop, in big four letter words.
 “Don’t worry mom I’m not going to tenderize her right now. Your younger one drained me for a while. I’m just trying to decide how to cook her is all, when the time comes,” the man said.
More obscenities were spat at William, who ignored them and continued feeling Marie. The nipples were just starting to push away her otherwise flat chest. Her slit was still hairless as the day she was born. Marie was not fat, she had more of an athletic build. “Sorry mom, but she just to hot to pass up,” he told Cindy.
  William said to Marie, “I think I’ve got to tenderize you now. Your sister was great fun, so I hope you do as well.”
 Just feeling the girl’s body caused William’s loin cloth had lifted away from his body his raging cock.
 Marie knew what he had in mind and it scared her more then the fact that she was going to be cooked. William decided to take her from behind so she was placed on the bed and raised her bottom into the air. Marie let a loud scream of terror as the tip of his cock touched the entrance to her pussy. Then she shriek in pain as her innocence was taken away.
 William enjoyed himself as he rode the bucking and screaming girl. She continued to thrash about wildly trying to free herself. She didn’t like being raped and she definitely didn’t want to become food. He carried the girl out and dropped the girl next to her mother. “You raised a pair of nice sluts. Well I guess it not fair to call them that, maybe hairless goats is a better term. After all that what their nice tender meat ready to be cooked tomorrow,” William said to their mother.
Cindy spat out more obscenities at the man. When she called him a “mother fucker” he responded to her by saying, “not yet I’m not. I will be though after I have you tonight.” Cindy mouth shut tight upon hearing that news.

 While William preferred young girls, his wife had been 10 years old her first time he’d had her and he’d been 25. He took the mother that night just to spite her. That and William want to know if she fucked like her daughters. Cindy’s sex was cavernous when compared to her two daughter’s holes. He was disappointed that Cindy just lay there and let him fuck her with out a complaint or comment.
The next morning the meat was taken to the stream and washed. Rachel sigh at all the meat saying “my but you three are hairy. Especially you Cindy with all that hair between you legs, but Lidia and I will take care of that. She produced several black obsidian scrapers and knifes, because metal was scarce on the island. Most metal items were heavy and sank with the boats when they smashed themselves upon the reef. Rachel used coconut oil to smooth the skin as she scraped away the pubic hair. They all had their long reddish-brown hair, on their heads, cut short. William came over and took all three back to the compound.
 Elli, Marie and Cindy were laid out on banana leaves in front of a roaring fire to dry. They whimpering and still trying to free themselves as the cannibal family talked about how they were going to cook the meat. “As I said yesterday, tie the small one to a spit cook her alive,” William said.
Rachel nodded saying, “how about we bake the other child, Marie?” William grimaced at that.
 It was a lot of work to making an oven digging hole and starting a fire. After the coals were covered the meat, rapped in banana leaves, was toss in. Once covered the meat would cook in the earthen oven. Another bad thing was there was no show the meat was buried while cooking therefore you could not see or here it’s screams. The only good thing was the meat came out very tender and juicy.
 William said, “No not Marie, I think Cindy there would be better for the oven. The mom’s meat just is not quite as tender as her kids. As for that oldest child I was thinking I might like to hunt her.”
 Lidia’s eyes lit up as she asked, “can I help you hunt her.”
William answered, “I don’t think it’ll be much of a hunt she being she’s city bred and all. Let get the little one ready for her roasting. Then maybe we’ll go for a hunt.”
 A squeal of delight emanated from the teen and she pulled Elli a short distance away from her the other meat. A pole was brought over and slid it past the butt crack on the meat, though the vines binding her hands. Elli’s arms were spread and lashed to the cross bar. They used her gray bikini top to hold her head in place. Coconut oil was used once again, this time to keep the meat from burning. Cindy kept screaming for them to leave her baby alone.
 It did no good of course. All it did was annoy the cannibals. To that end she was drag over to a tripod was set up. William looped a vine around her legs several time and hoisted the woman up off the ground feet first. He slid a clay jar under her head then bent down to look the woman in the face.
 “Now then, you shut up or I’ll shut you up,” William said and drew his finger across his neck. Cindy didn’t know what to do except to shut her mouth. She had no chance of freeing her girls if she was dead. The wood had burned down to coals it was time to cook. William and Rachel picked up the spit with the meat tied to it and placed it on to two Y poles. Lilli screamed as the heat hit her tender young skin. The remaining meat let out whimpers about releasing her as did Lilli herself. Rachel began to slowly turn her over red hot coals.
 William went in the hut and returned with his musket rifle. He got Marie to her feet and holding the girl by the scruff of her neck.
 Lidia quickly came over and sliced though the vines holding her feet together. “You can’t run if your feet are tied,” she said and gave the prey an evil grin. “I’m hot let me off,” complained the meat.
 Lidia came over and bent down to face the girl. “You not come off until you’re fully cooked,” she explained.
Rachel said, “You don’t want to be eaten alive do you?” Lilli screamed in terror as she was turned face down over the coals.
 “Alright I’m going to give you a 10 minute head start. Then Lidia and I will hunt you down.” When she was released, Marie didn’t move. William had to swat her bottom to get the prey to move.
He walked over to Cindy for quick chat. He told the woman, “Here how things work on this island. Children who wash up on shore are for the most part considered food. Adults, on the other hand, are given a choice of becoming food or becoming part of the population.
So think about it.”
William left Cindy to think about that and nodded to his daughter who grabbed her spear. Marie left clear tracks so it wasn’t hard to track their prey. She never had a chance as the hunters caught the girl at trying to climb the lava. Lidia though her spear and hit Marie in the ass. She screamed as the pain rippled though her body. Marie fell off the rock never having heard the gun go off. William’s musket ball hit her in the head, killing her almost instantly.
 Both were disappointed that the hunt had lasted such a short time, less then ½ hour. After a quick trip into the jungle for a pole the meat was taken back home and laid at her mother’s feet.
 Alright Cindy it’s time to make a choice. Are you meat like your daughters of are you going to become a member of our island society?” William asked.
 Tears flowed for her daughters as she said, “I don’t want to die.”
 However her thoughts were of getting revenge on these people. He lowered Cindy and hoisted Marie silting the throat and wrists, to drain the blood before gutting.
 Elli was silently turning but her white skin had now turned bright red. Her mother could still see that Elli was alive by the way she twitched ever now and then.
Rachel brought over a cup of amber liquid to Cindy and forced the drink down throat. A few minutes later Cindy blinked her eyes in confusion. “Where am I? Who are you? Who am I?” the drink erased the memories of the drinker permanently.
 Rachel fed the woman a story of half-truths and lies about how her boat crashed. After that Cindy helped cook the meat by turning her daughter that she didn’t remember.
A few hours later Elli, now fully cooked, was removed from the coals. Her roasted body was placed on banana leave. They sat down on both sides and began carving.
William had Elli’s cunt steak, which was even taster then when she had been alive. Rachel carved strips of lushes meat off the girl’s right thigh. On the other side Lidia was having breast meat with the tit still attached. As for the brain washed mother of the meat she was nibbling on her daughters fore shank. She didn’t have a knife so she was eating Elli’s arm right off the body. Cindy couldn’t remember having such delicious food. She secretly hoped they invite her to stay and dine on the other girl before returning home.
 That was something she’d have to find where was home, but after she finished eating. Cindy didn’t want to interrupt such a great meal, for such an unimportant question.

THE END