Unceremoniously, the two women are set above the broiling coals. The momentary warmth quickly replaced by the searing agony of burning skin. The spits settle over the fire with little effort and the guests gather around the fires to continue preparing their meals. The female fox approaches the drow women as her dark flesh begins to slowly redden over the flames. She leans in, breathing in the scent of the basted roast before her as her muzzle brushes the oversensitive flesh of her chest exposed to the coals. Her tongue laps at her hardened nipple, tasting some of the sauce that's now sizzling against her flesh. "Hmmm, you're turning out wonderfully so far..." she muses, before working her way to the drow's hands. "One of my favorite parts of the meal... is watching the reaction it has." she says, her eyes blazing with a predatory spirit that hadn't seemed apparent when Solistrae had first seen her. Slowly, she can feel the vixen's lips closing around her pointer finger, sucking on it lovingly. Suddenly, the pressure increases and she can feel the sharp indentation of fangs into her flesh, protected by the rest of her body from the heat, the pain is intense and relentless. Slowly, the fox begins to pull the finger out of it's socket, crunching the bones and flesh up as she tastes her meal.<br/><br/>The vixen turns to her hostess and smiles. "By the gods, you were right! That sauce really does pair well with dark meat!" she says, reaching back out  to baste the elves crying face. "Save the tears, you'll need all the moisturizing you can get dear." she says with a wink as her husband moves around behind the roasting elven woman.  A basting brush continues to coat her down, her rump being covered again in the oily mess as she continues to turn into little more than cooked meat. She can  feel the breading expand and begin to simmer as the relentless coals continue to assault her body.<br/><br/>Ambrosine is placed over her own flames as well, undoubtedly feeling every lick and sting. A canid member presents itself in front of her face, emerging from it's sheath with little manipulation. It takes a moment before the realization hits her, but he is pleasuring himself to her demise. "Haven't seen one of these before, have you, runt?" he says, venomously. The member slaps into her face, gently enough, considering her previous treatment, but humiliating all the same. The bull steps behind her and she feels a hard object press between her delicate rump. Quickly, she feels it thrust within her, feeling the bull's manhood fill her up quickly as he begins thrusting into her violently. Treatment like this would have troubled most whores, but a young virgin such as herself would certainly have to acclimate herself. The forceful intrusion is followed by softer, gentler thrusts, almost as if he were trying to apologize for earlier. Still, the size is impossible for her to accommodate and she is forced to writhe above the flames as her virginity is stolen from her in front of all these others.<br/><br/>(Sorry, I've been sick as hell lately. Hopefully this post keeps us moving along abit.)