Of all my early wam experiences, this is the one I remember the most vividly.
It starts off on a Saturday morning where we're doing some park restoration project that loads of different groups are meeting up for.
This was gonna be a whole day long event going from about 10am to 6pm.
One of my mum's friend's was having a party so I showed up wearing a long sleeve blue and white plaid shirt and jeans so we could head straight on to the party afterwards.
I did this pretty often when I had to be somewhere afterwards as when I got to scouts I always changed into my uniform anyway.

So my mum leaves me off on her way to work and I notice the door is shut tight so I just sit and wait for a bit.
It's quite a warm day but also very overcast and pretty much stayed that way throughout.
After about 5 minutes another girl from my group shows up and we're very confused why nobody is there.
We wait another 5-10 minutes and eventually two scout leaders show up. One being Yvonne and the other one was a girl called Ali (Ali will come up in future events however on this day she was just there)
They start to tell us that a bug must've broken out on our previous meet-up as all the scout leaders and volunteers were ill.

Initially they were going to just send us home but they'd no way to call anyone to collect us as they'd no key to enter the building.
My mum was working so nobody could collect me.
They contemplated not going to the event either as there was only 4 of us altogether which meant our group was way too small to do anything, there were meant to be nearly 30 of us going from our group.

They initially planned on staying at the den but with no key to the building that plan was out the window. So eventually they decided to just push through and attend this event however me and the other girl would just have to join another group instead. Which we were perfectly happy doing and I in particular didn't mind as I did this very often anyway.

We get on the coach which was supposed to take all 30 of us and we head to the meetup which is about a 20 minute drive away.
We get there a bit late since we spent so long trying to decide what to do.
There aren't really many groups visible from the designated meet up spot without walking off and actively finding them.

The other girl finds a group and Yvonne let's me know that she's found one and to hurry up over to them before they head off (we'd split up looking about the park looking for a group to join) but I'm too late as they've already headed on.
So Yvonne starts asking around for a group that I can join and after a while she finds a group.
They were a group of girl scouts aged 14-19 so they were all slightly older than me but again this wasn't new territory for me so I was ok with it.

The first two girls I met from this group were the two head girls or scoutmasters or something as they were older than the other girls, about 23-24, and wore a different uniform to them (the head girls wore a short sleeve royal blue polo shirt and black sweatpants and the other girls wore a long sleeve green buttoned shirt and black trousers)

Now the main head girl, well she was drop dead gorgeous, she had the most amazing smile and sucked me in straight away and I thought she was nice and friendly.
She had black hair and pale white skin and these really big blue eyes that were impossible not to get captivated by, easy to say I had an instant crush on her.
She introduces herself (it's Rebecca. It was the only time I ever met her but again I had photos of this day and the back of some of the photos had descriptions written onto it) and the other head girl (who's name I don't actually remember).

She then directs me to where the rest of the group currently are and that we're gonna go over and introduce me to them.
They were about a 5 minute walk away from where we were.
Rebecca introduces me saying that I'm gonna be joining them and to give me a warm welcome.

I stand there for about two minutes to myself and none of the girls engage with me, like at all, which is fine so I decide to go and chat to them.
I very quickly realise that these girls are nowhere near as friendly as Rebecca and the other head girl seemed to be.
In fact they were quite the opposite as none of them would engage with me even when I tried talking to them, most of them avoided looking at me and gave me one word responses and some gave no response at all so I feel like I'm not wanted there.

I head back to Rebecca again after feeling pretty rejected and ask her what we're gonna start with on the park and she says "well we'll get you initiated first and then we'll probably work on the fountain area".

Initiations were usually just singing a song or telling a joke or at least that's what I knew them to be. Nothing I was particularly worried about anyway.
She then asks how I'm settling in.
I tell her none of the girls seem to particularly want to talk to me.
She then points me towards a group of girls I hadn't tried chatting with yet and tells me to try chat to them.
I started getting this vibe from her that whilst she was being very friendly with me, I was distracting her from her duties or planning as any time I tried talking to her she'd just tell me to go talk to someone else away from her.

Anyway I head over to a group of 2 girls and I start this conversation talking about my favourite show at the time which was DBZ.
One of the girls rolled her eyes at me and the other girl literally just walk away from me without saying anything or acknowledging me leaving me feeling pretty dejected.
However the another girl pops up behind me aand actually engages.

Now I'm ashamed to say I saw her before this but purposely avoided her cos she was a goth and my view of goths then was very stereotypical and judgemental. I figured she'd be very moody and just devour me for even trying to talk to her.
I'm glad I was proved wrong though as she was super friendly and let me talk away about DBZ and even talked to me about it as she'd seen it before.
She's the person who told me what anime was and told me to check out more as it sounded like I was really into DBZ (at this point I just assumed it was another cartoon)
We also talked about music too as I had just recently started getting into some metal around then and her two favourite bands were Cradle of Filth and Dimmu Borgir. Bands that I'd seen the name of at the time but didn't know the music at all.
Her name I believe was Megan and I met her a quite times afterwards.
She'd dyed black hair and wore very pale make up and black eye makeup and black lipstick.
She was wearing her uniform but even still the goth aesthetic was strong and honestly she's probably the reason I tend to be attracted to goth girls to this day. I wasn't attracted to her at the time and I really don't how I wasn't as she was so beautiful. I guess the aesthetic intimidated me too much at the time.

So we're walking as a group for maybe 10-15 minutes and I was deep in conversation with Megan.
She tells me not to pay too much attention to the other girls as they tend to be very cold with anyone who joins their group but they're especially cold towards boys that join them.

I'm not really paying attention to my surroundings when suddenly 6 or 7 of the girls crowd at every angle around me and drag me over to a railing and cable tie me to it.
At first I was very confused to what was going on so I look over to Megan to see if she has anything to tell me.
She's stood there awkwardly smiling at me in almost a pity sorta way and doesn't join with the other girls but also doesn't try to stop it either.

Once I'm all tied up and unable to move they start doing all kinds of weird things to me like putting makeup on my face, pinching me and tickle torturing me and some of the younger girls gave me small kisses on the cheek which still to this day I find really weird, this was around 2002/03 but even for then it was a strange thing to do and I've never heard heard of this happening to anyone before or since.

I couldn't work out why they were doing this and the only thing I could think of was that they simply didn't like me as a lot of these were girls I'd tried talking to and gave me the cold shoulder in return.

I also realised the head girls weren't there either which added to my theory that they just didn't like me and decided to bully me whilst the head girls were gone.
I knew Megan said they could be cold but this went beyond that.

A lot of these girls had their hands on me which drove me crazy when I was younger as I just hated physical contact so I asked them many times to stop touching me, however, they weren't really paying any attention to me in anything I had say until eventually I just completely shut down and stop responding to anything.
After maybe 10 minutes of this Megan finally steps in and tells them to stop touching me as I'd asked them many times stop and they didn't.
She then starts wiping the makeup off my face and tries to untie me but the other girls step in and get really agro with her for trying to untie me.

She then tells me she's really sorry but she can't untie me but it'd all be over soon.
They do stop putting makeup on me and the kisses on the cheek stops too but they come in with a pinch and some tickle torture every now and then.

After a few more minutes I see the two headgirls in the distance with a push cart filled with supplies like brushes, cloths, large buckets with lids on them and sponges etc. Basically things that were probably for cleaning up the park.
I'm relieved as I know they'll put a stop to this as this was just bullying in my eyes.
As they approach us though, they don't do anything.
In fact they just stand there laughing at the scene of me being tied up and tells the girls to finish up soon as we'd need to be heading to get started on work.

So the girls continue pinching me and start with the kisses again and after a couple of minutes I then see Rebecca lifting one of the buckets from the cart.
She lifts it high up and starts walking towards me.
I start thinking "is she gonna pour that bucket over me?"
My initial thought is that the bucket is filled with confetti as it was a very large bucket and she had it lifted over her head so my guess is it wasn't something heavy.

A standard scout initiation game which I will talk about eventually is where all the newbies would be sitting on the ground (sometimes tied up) and spread out from each other. There'd usually be about 10 newbies taking part in this.
There would be about 30 buckets lined up with lids on them. About 25 to 27 buckets would be filled with confetti and 3-5 of them would be filled with gunge. So a scout leader would select a bucket at random (they won't know what's in the bucket when they select it) they'd take the lid off and then pick a newbie to pour it over. It meant most people didn't actually get messy but still felt the anxiety of getting messy.

Confetti was also often used as fake out so speak and often people looked like they were gonna have a bucket of gunge poured over them only for it to be confetti in the end and no mess came of them.

So this is why I thought it might be confetti in this case cos she was definitely gonna pour it over me the way she was eyeing me up and lifting the bucket.
I felt like she was too friendly to do something mean to someone, which, I really should have learned my lesson by this time but unfortunately for me it did take a really long time to learn that lesson.

I should point out that I was still in my shirt and jeans too as we never actually got into the building to get our uniforms so that was another reason I thought it was confetti.
If I was in my uniform then I figured they'd be more likely to mess me up than being in my own clothes.

She gets right in front of me and she's smiling at me making eye contact when one of the girls shouts something at her and she stops turns her head to talk to her and as she does this she lowers the bucket, only for a couple of seconds but enough to see what's actually in the bucket.
And unfortunately for me it's filled with gunge so I now what's coming.
She finishes talking to the girl behind her, turns back towards me, throws me another smile and proceeds to gunge me.

The first thing I remember is breathing really heavily and this time it's not from arousal as that didn't happen to me this time.
It was from how cold the gunge was.
And this was a really big bucket too and I have no idea how she was able to lift it so high cos it must've been pretty heavy but that aside it was absolutely freezing.

Probably worth saying here that we've skipped ahead a bit as this would be around my 6th-ish time getting gunged. Minus my first gunging I'd received I was used to warm gunge so this was a shock to the system.

It takes a while for the gunge to stop coming out of the bucket and needless to say I'm completely covered. And I can't lie, I felt like crying. Not so much cos I got gunged but just from how I felt I was being treated.

Once it stops she smiles at me once again and rubs the gunge into my hair.
She then steps back and starts talking to one of the girls as the rest of the group start rubbing the gunge into me.
After a few minutes she clears everyone away and I think it's all over, but no, she has another bucket of gunge and proceeds to gunge me again.
This happens a further 3rd time and I have remained completely shut down and haven't spoken in probably close to 10-15 minutes.
I remember seeing the girl who rolled her eyes at me when I tried talking to her about DBZ absolutely beside herself with laughter after I had a bucket of gunge poured over me.

And this was it.
This is exactly what I thought getting gunged would feel like.
Back when I saw people getting gunged on TV and wanting to avoid it cos this was the exact kinda humiliation I expected it to be like.
It wasn't like I was a stranger to getting gunged at this point either and whilst I felt slightly humiliated during previous ones, this one was just total humiliation.
Although it wasn't because of the gunge itself.
If you were to take the gunging out of this it was still more humiliating than any gunging I'd received previously. I just happened to also get gunged during the humiliation.

It does eventually end after the 3rd bucket and Rebecca unties me and I feel like I must've looked catatonic cos I wasn't responding to anyone who tried talking to me. At least vocally anyway.

I just feel super humiliated and have completely shut down and not really able to talk and had I started talking I felt like I would just start crying.
I really couldn't understand why they'd done all that to me and I couldn't work out why Rebecca gunged me and the only conclusion I could come to was this group, now including Rebecca simply didn't like me.

What made it worse was that pretty much nobody picked up that I had shut down, not even the head girls.
The only person who knew something was up was Megan.
After I'd been untied and we started moving again Megan came up and tried to cheer me up.
She first asks me if I'm ok to which I nod my head to say I'm fine. She's seems kinda worried and then asks do I wanna talk about DBZ and whilst looking at the ground avoiding looking at her, I shake my head to say no as I'm just not able to talk (I'm still covered in gunge at this point too so I feel pretty humiliated even having her see me)
She then tries to sympathise with me saying she knows that I probably feel very humiliated as she had a very similar experience on her 18th birthday when a group of boy scouts tied her to a railing the centre of town and gunged her, she wasn't expecting it to happen either so she had to stay in her gunged uniform for the rest of the day and that she had to approach people to ask them to sign up for something whilst covered in gunge.
I did actually get to see the photos of her gunging when we visited their building about a year later and it looked like she had fun during it as she was laughing throughout it.

I did imagine she took her gunging much better than I had at the time too but it made me feel a little closer to her cos I could tell she genuinely cared about me unlike the others.

I still couldn't talk to her though.
I felt like my mum was gonna find out about this too as I'd been gunged in my shirt and jeans that I was supposed to wear the party later and I really didn't want her to find out about this but the fact my clothes were so messy I figured she was going to find out so I was really worried about that.

Eventually after about maybe 10 minutes of walking Rebecca comes up to me and says to follow her.
I follow her and she takes me a female changing room that had showers.
It was just the two of us in there.
She places me under the shower and starts to wash the gunge off my hair and clothes.
She starts talking to me and first thing she asks is "did you enjoy that?"
And she asked it with no hint of irony.
Still unable to talk I shake my head saying no.
She seems genuinely surprised by this and says "Really? But you got gunged in your nice shirt. I think most people would have fun getting messy in their good clothes. You really didn't enjoy that?"
I shake my head saying no once again. She then tells me not to worry and that it'll wash off and the conversation dies out.

It does indeed all wash out fine but now I'm soaking wet and have no change of clothes.
We start walking back to where the coach is and where Yvonne and Ali are hanging about to see if I can get a dry change of clothes.
As I walk towards the coach Yvonne steps off it and sees me.
She takes a look at me and very confused she asks "why are you all wet?"
I'm still unable to speak at this point so Rebecca jumps in
"He got gunged during his initiation. We just cleaned him up"
Yvonne then looks back at me again and starts laughing.
Ali then pops her head out to see what she's laughing at and catches a glimpse of me and she doesn't even ask what happened, she bursts out laughing straight away.
And with the two of them laughing at me I couldn't hold it together anymore, the humiliation just became too much and I burst out crying.

This catches everyone off guard and they all look concerned. Yvonne especially as I wasn't one to cry.
She tries to figure out what what's wrong but still I'm unable to speak as I'm just too upset.
Rebecca asks them a few things to what it might be with one of the questions being "would it be because I gunged him? He told me he didn't enjoy that"
Yvonne straight away dismisses it saying "I don't think so. He doesn't like it but we've gunged him loads of times and he's never reacted like this. I think it's cos we laughed at him"
Rebecca asks if they have a change of clothes for me to which they tell her they don't have anything.
She then says she might be able to get me a spare male uniform so my own clothes can dry out and then leaves me with Yvonne and Ali.

After a few minutes of Yvonne trying to calm me down I do start calming down and I'm finally able to talk.

Yvonne asks me what caused me to get so upset and I say "I don't know what I did for them to not like me so much" trying really hard not to start crying again.
Yvonne then tries to reassure me that they do like me.
I then ask why they would tie me up and start doing what they did if they actually liked me.
Yvonne then said "it was your initiation"
I then tell her that I didn't sing or tell them any jokes which is what I thought an initiation was.
Yvonne then explained that an initiation can be anything, that our group usually get people to tell a joke or sing a song but that they have on rare occasions also tied people up, put stuff on their face to make them look silly and gunged them as their initiation before and proceeded to remind me of a couple of people they did it to as an initiation. And whilst I remembered them all happening I didn't remember them being as brutal as these girls were and they definitely didn't do all of these things together. They'd tie them up and then do one of either drawing on their face (no make-up), give them tickle torture or gunge them. I also always thought these were most likely forfeits or something too and not initiations.
Also the girls in our group were at least friendly too so whilst they might've done what let's face it is pure hazing, they at least weren't cold to them beforehand. The cold welcome is I'm pretty certain the thing that made this so hard to swallow for me.

Yvonne did say that it sounded like they went a bit overboard with some of their actions (ie the younger girls who kissed me on the cheek) so she was gonna ask Rebecca about it when she got back.

When she did come back Megan was with her as she was really worried about me.
She asks me if I'm ok and I tell her that I am (vocally this time)
Yvonne tells her that I just didn't understand what was actually happening.
Megan then responds with "I don't blame him. It was really mean spirited" and she sounded really angry.
She then said that it should've stopped as soon as they spotted I wasn't enjoying it.
Rebecca then jumped in and said "he never told us he wasn't enjoying it"
And that just made Megan even angrier and she said back "he wasn't saying anything at all, he was in total shock. I couldn't get a word out of him afterwards"

Yvonne asks Rebecca if at any point did they inform me that this was for an initiation as I was under the impression that they done it cos they didn't like me.

I remember Megan looking over at the head girl with a face that said "told you so" and it looked like the penny finally dropped for Rebecca.
She tells Yvonne that she told me there was gonna be an initiation but she admitted she didn't tell me what that initiation was gonna be or that it was happening when it was in action.

At this point Yvonne then started to give her a bit of a bollocking saying some of the things they did was quite inappropriate and that whilst she doesn't mind most of the things they did, she should've limited to just one or two things as what they did was bordering on hazing (although in my eyes it was total hazing)
Rebecca looked a bit embarrassed but did seem to take it on board as she then apologised to me by her own accord after we left.

She tried explaining to me that because they're a group of girls scouts that whenever they're initiating boys they tend to be rough on them go all in on humiliation but acknowledged that they did go overboard with it.
She also explained the closing thing they usually do to boys during the initiation is to get a razor and shave chunks of his hair off however she found my hair to be really cute (my hair was a bit mental when I was younger and just stood all over the place) so she didn't want to ruin my hair but she knew she had to do something humiliating to me which is why she decided to gunge me instead.

We then left and went back to the changing room as they'd found a uniform for me to change into.
At this point I wanted to just forget what had happened but I also didn't want to interact with any of the girls in this group apart from Megan.
I could tell Rebecca felt really bad as soon as she heard I thought they done all that to me cos they all didn't like me and tried to make it up to me.

She gave me a heap of junk food and a fizzy drinks and even gave me the opportunity to get my revenge and gunge her back.

I did just want to forget about it though and had no interest in gunging people as it was still something I viewed as mean and I just wasn't able to do it to someone so I rejected the opportunity.
She genuinely seemed really disappointed that I rejected her offer too and, for me here and now am also really disappointed that I didn't take her up in that offer, or at least get someone else to pour it over her.
Like I said she was so gorgeous. Along with the Australian girl in my first gunging, they're the most attractive women to ever gunge me and I've been lucky enough to have been gunged by some beautiful women during my time in scouts so that's saying something.
So the fact I denied myself the memory of seeing her covered in gunge in her scout uniform really saddens me especially since this was my only encounter with her.

When I got back to the rest of the group I got a round of applause and the girls were then very friendly to me, however, in my mind the damage was already done and I didn't want to engage with any of them and that included Rebecca.

Which is probably a bit harsh cos Rebecca told me when she was apologising that the main humiliation part of the initiation was meant to be the make-up and gunge but once I was tied up the rest of the girls just started doing other things to me too like the pinching and kisses etc.
However from my perspective she saw them do it first hand and let it continue for quite a few minutes before she put a stop to it. So the damage was done as far as I was concerned.

For the rest of the day I spent it with Megan mostly separated from the others.
I only saw a handful the other girls again once whenever we visited their building a while later but I did meet Megan a good few times throughout the years.
She stayed with the same group but with different people and they seemed a lot friendlier anytime I engaged with them.

All in all this is honestly my worst wam experience.
I have told it to people on here about this and they're usually pretty jealous of me but honestly I can't describe the actual real life humiliation factor to it compared to a fantasy version of humiliation, as a fantasy it's great but when it actually happens and you really feel like everyone hates you then it's difficult to see the fetish side of it. At least for me anyway.

A large part of that may have to do with the other times before this I usually knew at least 5-10 minutes beforehand that I was going be gunged, here I literally knew less 10 seconds beforehand.

I also felt really humiliated way before I even got gunged.
The gunge just sorta topped off the humiliation more than anything where's in other occasions the humiliation only came in once I got gunged.

I feel like it very nearly could've been an amazing wam experience if all the girls basically weren't dicks.
I wouldn't have been as annoyed with them touching me as I seemed ok with Megan touching me, probably would've found the makeup thing more funny than anything else, the pinches and tickle torture I would've took on the chin and I'm a bit torn on the kisses on the cheek as I think that's just really weird.

Getting gunged in that scenario I think I would've dealt with much better as all in all it was quite similar to my first gunging (amongst girls scouts while being tied up and gunged by the girl in charge in a public park and both ended up in a similar mess) and I did have fun during that despite what I may have thought at the time.

I just felt so unwelcome when they laughed at me during it after ignoring me previously, then take in the factor that I thought the one women who'd put an end to all of it did quite the opposite and publicly humiliated me moreso than anyone else. Beforehand there were some random bystanders watching before she joined in but then there was quite a big crowd gathered once she started gunging me.
I even remember seeing a random woman taking a photo of me getting gunged and was worried she'd send it into the local paper or something (yes I was that paranoid)
I was used to having photos taken whilst getting gunged but it was usually always by the scouts themselves so it never really left that environment.
They did take photos of this event but those weren't the photos that worried me.

I also still remember the shut down I had too and not being able to talk which wasn't pleasant, I shut down temporarily during previous gungings but never for any longer than a few seconds where's this one lasted probably about 45 minutes to an hour.
It really should be one of my favourite gungings I've received but I just can't overlook those feelings which is a pity.

I'm also glad this wasn't my first wam experience. Probably outside of the scope of this blog but I often wonder if this was my first wam experience then there's a high chance I'd be a very different person and I'm not trying to sound sensationalist about that.
I enjoy wam very closely to how my first wam experience played out and I don't think that's a coincidence. I like the humiliation yes but there has to be a fun aspect to it too. The Australian girl managed to get the balance down. I felt unsure if she was gonna actually do anything to me cos I do partly think she was unsure about going through with it (she even told me when I was trying to weasel my way out of it that she'd never seen anyone get gunged IRL before) so I think she may had been feeling a little nervous about gunging me so she ended up having a lot of cheeky back and forth with me beforehand and I gave her some back too and she seemed to have fun with that which really made it a fun experience. So when she gunged me obviously I was aroused like I said but I had this feeling of "you win this round" which again just shows it was a fun experience mixed in with a bit of humiliation.

This one though? Rebecca was honestly just as attractive as the Australian girl so if I'd never been gunged before I probably would've got some kind of arousal, probably not as much as my actual first gunging but I'm pretty confident something would've happened. With that in mind I think like how my actual first experience really influenced how I enjoy this fetish, I think had this been my first then I'd lean way more into the humiliation aspect of the fetish and not really any fun aspect.
When you link together what you like sexually and how you wish to feel during it then it's going to change you as a person. Most people I know who are into total humiliation (I mean this in general, not just in wam) tend to have pretty bad self esteem and seem to feel (from what I can tell) like they don't deserve love or care for them. Which I find really sad. It's why I can't do role play cos I feel like I'm only making their issues worse in the long run so I just don't do that kind of role play.
I am aware this doesn't apply to everyone who's into total humiliation, I know a lot of people are able to distinguish kink from reality however in my experience a lot aren't and it really affects how they view themselves.

Anyway I've gone completely off the scope of what this blog is supposed to be about.

As I said this was around my 6th time getting gunged so I did jump over a few experiences but the main reason for that is I'm kinda sticking to the times I got really messy or ones where I got gunged by someone I found really attractive and this experience covers both. The ones that happened between this, whilst I still got pretty messy it had nothing on the ones I've written about so far and I was gunged by the same person in that time too so there's nothing really new there.
I'm also trying to tell these in order by which they happened. There's quite a few more but these ones in the middle I must admit I don't remember quite as well as the more I got gunged the more I sorta just got used to it so the impact was less but there's a few exceptions.