"Rita and her spitting ritual"
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Created on: Friday 28th of August 2015 07:32:02 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:43:47 AM UTC


Rita was standing as she waited for her spitting ritual to start.  She was so wet and was breathing deeply.  She was wearing the short, black, ceremonial dress that looked like a cocktail dress.  She was naked underneath.

She could not help but think about the ritual she had seen before for a red headed woman named Sharon.  Sharon was brought before the man and the woman who were the Spittters.  Sharon was stripped and inspected by them.
After the inspection Sharon was used by some of the men and the women.

Then she was laid back on the spitting table and shaved.  Then Rita had watched with great interest as she was spitted.  She was then carried to bed of coals and the spit was set in the holders.

Rita remembered Sharon moving her hips back and forth on the spit, even when Sharon was very red from the roasting.  Rita assumed she was stimulating her clit while she roasted.  Eventually Sharon was completely cooked and carved up for the attendees.

The ritual spittings had been going on for as long as anybody could remember, but they were never talked about with outsiders.  Rita was lucky to hear about it from a friend on the condition that Rita was potential meat.  Rita had eagerly accepted the invitation to attend a spitting, the spitting of Sharon.

Now it was Rita’s turn to be spitted.  The ceremony varied from woman to woman.  Rita had chatted previously with the Spitters and a plan had been decided.

Rita saw the “Bringer” coming toward her and she knew it was time.  She followed the Bringer down the path to the circle of torches.   Inside the circle of torches were a circle of men and women.

Rita was brought to the center of the circle to stand in front of the man and women Spitters.  They were experts that had spitted hundreds of women.  Behind them was the table that she would be shaved on and spitted on.

The Bringer stepped in front of Rita and pushed the straps of her garment off her shoulders and it feel to the ground.  Rita knelt and the Bringer opened his robe revealing his erection.  Rita began to lick and suck his cock while everyone watched.  She wanted to show her worthiness by doing a good job.  Eventually, he came in her mouth and she looked up at him and swallowed.

The Bringer went and lit the fire that she would roast on.  It would be burned down to coals by the time she would roast.  He then joined the others in the circle.
 
Rita moved on her knees to in front of the male Spitter.  He opened his robe and she began to suck him, trying again to do a good job.  Soon he came in her mouth and she swallowed.

Next, she moved on her knees to in front of the woman Spitter.  The woman opened her robe and leaned back against the spitting table.  Rita moved between her legs and began to lick and suck on her pussy.  Alternately she sucked on her clit.  The woman moaned.  Rita continued until the woman eventually climaxed.

Next, Rita was lead under a low hanging tree branch.  Her wrists were tied to the tree limb.  Her legs were spread apart and her ankles were tied to stakes, exposing her wet pussy.

The man and woman Spitters came over with whips.  The woman was left handed and they stood on opposite sides of Rita’s back.  The man delivered the first lash and Rita cried out and rocked forward.  Then the man and woman alternated lashes as Rita cried out and writhed.

Then they moved to the front of Rita and began to whip her nice sized tits.  Rita cried out louder and writhed more vigorously.  The whip marks were deep red with little blood droplets.  Next the male spitter stood in front of her with a short whip and began to whip her pussy.  She cried out even louder.
 
Rita was then untied and brought back to the center of the circle.  Four men stepped forward to use her.  They used her however they wanted.  She knelt to suck or leaned forward on the spitting table to be fucked or fucked in the ass.  Eventually the four were satisfied.

She was lead to the spitting table and helped up on it.  She lay down on her back, her pelvis at the edge and her head hanging off the other end.

The female Spitter applied shaving cream to her pubic hair and then shaved her with a straight razor.  The excess shaving cream was wiped away with a towel.

Her shoulders were strapped down to hold her in place as the spit was pushed in.

Rita was breathing so hard.  It was time to be spitted.  What she had always wanted was happening.  Oh my God.
The male Spitter brought the spit end near her hands so she could feel the sharpness.  She felt it.  It was very sharp.  Her wrists were strapped down.  The four men she had pleased held her legs still.  The male and female Spitters held the spit and got into position.

She felt the spit end against the lips of her vagina, then moving past them. It was soon pressing against the end of her vagina.  The she felt the pop and the pain as the spit pushed through the end of her vagina.  She could tell the spit was moving through her, although the pain did not increase.

Then the spit was in her throat.  She said a loud “Oh” and moved her head down to make a straight path for the spit.  Soon it was out her mouth.  It continued to move for a bit.  She felt the stabilizer bar go deep in her ass.

She was aware that the spit was being picked up.  The spit was carried over the coals and the ends put in the spit holders.

She felt the great heat.  The Bringer put the handle on the spit and began to rotate her.   She felt the extreme heat on various parts of her as she went around.  The heat was starting to roast her.  She tried to cry out, but of course could not.  She kept getting redder and redder.  As she did, she made more indistinguishable noises.  She was rubbing her clit on the spit and seemed to be cumming.

After a while she was still and quiet.  More wood was put over the coals and she was cooked completely.
She was taken off the spit and set on a big silver platter.  Like so many women before her she was carved up and slices were put on the attendees plates.  They sat down, ate, drank and laughed.  Another successful spitting ritual.