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Kate kneeled on the concrete floor of the slaughterhouse as she listened to her girlfriend sharpen her knives. The two had met in college, both aspiring ecologists with dreams of a homestead. It had taken ten years, but they’d done it. Their little twelve acre patch of land on the olympic peninsula was a veritable garden of eden, a permaculture paradise. The two had fallen in love with the process, and each in their own way wanted to become a part of it. Sarah had wanted to become entirely self-sufficient, returning to a more natural way of life, with herself at the top of the food chain. Kate, however, had dreamed of becoming a part of the land itself.
“Are you ready?” Sarah’s voice brought Kate back from her memories of their decade together. “Do you want to hear the process, one last time?”
Kate nodded. One last chance to know how she’d become a forever part of their homestead.
Sarah walked up behind her kneeling girlfriend, reached around, and dragged a finger across her neck.
“I’ll make a slit here, like we do with the goats, and hold you still while you bleed out.”
Kate felt herself stiffen between her legs at the thought.
“Then, once you’re gone, I’ll remove your head, put hooks through your ankles, and hoist you up on the skinning rack. I’ll skin you, gut you, and butcher and bone you on the table.”
Kate smiled. “Not the first time you’ve done that, sweetie.”
Sarah smiled, but wrapped her hand around her partners mouth and continued, “Shh, let your butcher speak.” Kate could only shiver.
“I’ll wrap and freeze the steaks, the chops, and the ribs, I’ll cure the hams and the belly, and I’ll grind the rest. I’ll clean your intestines for sausage, pickle your heart, and leave the rest of your organs in the worm bin. You’ll make a real feast for them.”
Sarah could see over her partners shoulder that Kate was fully erect, quivering, with a single clear bead of precum welling up on her untouched head.
“The worms will give a lovely, rich compost of your organs, I think I’ll mulch the forest with what they make of you. And the garden always needs calcium, I’ll grind your bones into meal and use them on the vegetable patches, and at the base of the fruit trees. You’ll still be feeding me for years after I finish your meat.”
“And my head?” Kate prompted, well aware of the answer.
“Oh I’ll be keeping that, darling. I’ll drill out your brain of course, I’ll drain it into the pond, I’m sure the fish won’t mind the extra protein. God knows it’ll do them better then it ever did you.” Sarah couldn’t help get in one last degradation for her girlfriend, knowing how she loved the humiliation. Sure enough, Kate’s shaking cock was now dripping, coating her shaft in the clear fluid. “I’ll cure your cheeks, but I’ll toss the rest of your head to the ants. They’ll clean up that beautiful skull of yours”
Kate's face was flushed red, looking almost drunk on the thought. “where will you keep it?”
“On the mantle of course, right in the center.” Kate leaned back, her kneeling form resting against her partners legs. “So every girl I bring home can see how beautiful you are.”
Kate took a deep, shaky breath. She was ready.
“Sarah,” she started, “I love y-”
As Kate turned to face her partner she found her hair grasped in a fist, and felt a searing pain across her neck, smothering her words. Sarah had always been a good butcher, and had managed to open the arteries without nicking Kate’s throat, letting her exsanguinate rather then drown. It was a much less painful death, one she tried to afford every animal they had slaughtered together. Sarah wrapped her arms around the dying girl and held her close, to feel her heart beat one last time, to comfort her as she died, but most of all, to prevent her flailing from damaging the meat.
As Kate’s body gave up it’s struggle and accepted her fate, Sarah moved a hand down to her lovers cock, still hard and slick from their conversation. Slowly she pulled back along the shaft, gripping her partner tight as she did and pressing her thumb into the ridge around her head. With a few slow, shallow pulls Kate’s hips jerked and a tepid flow of girlcum leaked out of her. By the time she finished, she was gone.