Hors d'oeuvres!

   Michael and Jessica proceeded through the house looking at the various couples.  Most of the girls were in varying states of undress, and almost all were being tortured in some manner.  Only a few of the senior cheerleaders were “hosting” and maintaining control.  Finally, Michael complained of hunger pangs and the two of them made their way to the dining room.  As the entered the large room Jessica gasped in surprise.
    Erika, one of her initiation mates was bound spread-eagled on the table, surrounded by fruits, vegetables, meats, and crackers.  A mound of cut melon and cantaloupe was placed between her legs and heaping spoonfuls of dip had been placed on her belly.  A row of warm sausages in barbecue sauce lay between her large breasts and the serving forks had been placed so the sharp tangs lay right on each nipple.
    “Now that is what I call a serving tray.” Said Jessica.
    Erika turned her head and looked over at Jessica.
    “I volunteered for this, Jess.  I had no idea.  Please have some cantaloupe.  Its very cold.”
    Jessica stepped up to the table and plucked a piece of melon from between Erika’s legs.
    “Take some more.  They stuffed me with them.”
    Jessica’s eyes widened.  “You mean…”
    Erika nodded.  “Yeah.  They tied me down and pushed the cold pieces right up into my pussy.  I’m completely stuffed.
    Michael picked up one of the forks from off her breast and stabbed a little smokie.  He rolled it around in the barbecue sauce and put it on his plate.  “You look delectable, Erika.”
    “Thanks.” Erika said dryly.
    Michael smeared some barbecue sauce on the fork and then rubbed it over her nipple.  “Ohhh!  Look at that little smokie!” he said.
    Erika gasped as Michael started to poke her nipple with the fork.
    “Odd.  It won’t come up.  I guess I’ll have to poke it a little harder!” Michael said wickedly.
    Jessica laughed as Michael rubbed the tongs of the fork hard against Erika’s sauce covered nub.  Erika gasped and moaned and then pushed her breasts upward.  Suddenly, Michael bent his head down and sucked the small hard knob into his mouth, savoring the taste of barbecued Erika.
    “MMMmmmm.” He moaned as he sucked hard on her.
    “Hey now!  Eat the food!  Not the tray!” said one of the older cheerleaders.
    Michael lightly bit Erika’s nipple eliciting a gasp and let go.
    “Sorry.  I was trying to get this little smokie but it wouldn’t come up.” He said innocently.
    The cheerleader’s eyes narrowed.  “You want barbecue covered girl then spread it on Jessica.”
    Michael laughed.  “All right.  I’ll stop tormenting the tray.”
    Michael and Jessica loaded up the snacks, specifically taking lots of melon.  “I love pussy juice coated fruit, don’t you?” asked Jessica, taking a bite.