Hi everyone,
I was sitting in the bath at lunchtime (in my work clothes!) and I was trying to identify what it is about sploshing that appeals to me. I think that a large part of it is the humiliation aspect. I think I'm sometimes quite an assertive person but I seem happiest when I'm submitting to someone... feeling used and abused and all that. I love the preparation that comes with a sploshing session, and the anticipation is sometimes more exciting than actually doing it.
This session really appeals to me:
As a birthday present or a forfeit for losing a bet (either would be fine!) I would have someone look in my wardrobe and decide what I should wear, then I would be taken to a fetish club (or at least somewhere with open-minded people) and tied to a chair, and gagged. I would be forced to sit near the reception area and there would be custard, squirty cream, gravy, paint and various other sploshing ingredients along with a sign on the desk saying:
"The person in front of you is required to sit in her chair for 3 hours. She is not allowed to speak, but she can answer simple yes or no questions by moving her head. In front of you you will find various messy substances and if you choose you may cover her in whatever substances you like. However, this is purely optional, and if she leaves here tonight as clean as when she started she will have enjoyed herself just as much. She doesn't have a change of clothing so she will be going home in the clothes she is wearing. The decision is yours. Have a good evening everyone."
The thought of that is immensely exciting! If I went home clean then I would be just as happy as if I went home covered in gunk. To me, it's the humiliation aspect that appeals the most.
The humiliation thing really does it for me too, both being humiliated and watching a woman be humiliated with mess.
. You'd get your sign up inviting people to have fun but before anybody saw it there would be another sign telling people to go lightly as you would have a surprise waiting for you. 2 hours in you'd be lead to somewhere very central and everyone would be asked to watch you. You'd then be tied up and have every single container of mess emptied over you, possibly having the straps on your dress cut so that you were up there in just your underwear. People would then be asked if they would come up, gather some of the used gunge from off the floor and poor it over you again. Only then would you be allowed to hoist your gunge soaked dress off the floor and wrap it around you as you left the club.
