The Dinner Party

Belinda surveyed the table, everything looked perfect. Tonight everything would go according to plan, her husband would get what was coming to him as would the rest of the people who would soon be assembled at her table. These people claimed to care about her but they didn't, no they did not at all.

She walked into the kitchen and found the cook crying over her selection for dinner. “Cook, why are you crying? I asked you to make a simple recipe and here you are crying like a baby, do I need to find a new cook, someone who will do as I ask?”

“Madam, there is no other dinner you would like me to prepare, something more normal?” There was a desperation in his voice, that made Belinda smile, a cruel smile. Cook looked nervously at his employer, fearful of what she would do.

“Clearly you are not the man I thought you were, so there for you do not need what makes you a man,” She picked up a butchers knife, and looked into it. “One day you will thank me for this, so will that dreadful wife of yours, since clearly you do not know how to be a man.” She walked over to him and slid his pants and underwear to the ground. Then she pressed the cold, metallic blade on his male member and sliced it off. “Now we have dessert.”

After she left cook to make the meal she choose, she went to find maid. She found her in the living room dusting the furniture. “Shouldn't that have already been done? I mean you have had almost a week to clean for this dinner party!”

“Madame, dust collects every day. I thought you would want everything perfect before the guests arrive,”  Maid was terrified of her employer, there were rumors about the types of things she had done and none of them were very nice. “I just thought...”

“You just thought that you could fuck my husband and think I wouldn't find out about it right?” Belinda sneered at her. She showed Maid the knife and beckoned the other woman towards her. “Come on over here, or I promise I will make this much worse than it has to be,”Maid walked over to her, her fate already sealed. Belinda slit her throat, and laughed as the blood bubbled to the surface. She found a vase and held it under the woman's bleeding neck. “I guess this will really be a party, complete with my very special bloody Mary mix.”

She went to the kitchen and found the cook slumped over, skin as white as the tiles on the floor. She finished the dinner, as the guest started filing in. She smiled to herself when her husband came in and kissed her on the cheek “Wheres the help?”

“I decided to handle this gathering all by myself,” She kissed him on his cheek, and handed him a pitcher. “Here take the drinks out to everyone, let them know its my own special mix of Bloody Mary.” As he walked out of the kitchen she pulled the meat out of the oven. “This smells delicious,”

She carried the food out and smiled at those around her dinner table. There were her sister and brother in law, Her best friend and her husband, and her husband.  She laid the food out on all of their plates and watched as they ate the food piece by piece. Once they finished, she cleared the dishes, and brought out the dessert. Her sister finally asked “Why aren't you eating?”

“I haven't been feeling very well,” She groaned a bit, and faked a cough. “But I want you all to enjoy this banana split.”

After they had chomped down the dessert, it was conversation time. Belinda had created the rule of no talking during meal time, and that included dessert. “Bel, what was the scrumptious meat? It was so good, I need to tell my cook to start making it for me.”  everyone agreed with her brother in law.

“It was a one of a kind meat,” She glowed and decided it was time to let everyone in in her secret. “Well the meat was Sarahs heart and liver, I loved my daughter but you all loved her more than you loved me and I could not have that. The bloody mary mix was the maids blood because husband thought it best to treat her to his dick twice a day since I became pregnant and the men will love this one. You all just ate cooks cock.” The guests looked incredulously at one another then at Belinda. Their stomachs all burbled and turned the woman looked as if they wanted to vomit. “Yes boys, you just had a penis in your mouth.”  She laughed manically, as she cleaned up the dessert plates and carried them to the kitchen.

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