Luke couldn't believe what had happened to him. He thought about quitting his job. After all, how could he go back now? He's been completely humiliated in front of everyone. He'd never live it down. Even so, he needed the money and the job was a great route into the TV industry. He was so conflicted. When his next shift came around he decided to bite the bullet and go in. When he arrived he was surprised when none of his colleagues mentioned his humiliation a few days earlier and when he saw Matt he didn't say anything either. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all.

Luke was instructed to set up the gunge tank as usual. He filled it with bright yellow gunge. Luke then took his place as filming began. Whoever was going to end up in the tank today he was determined it wouldn't be him.

Sure enough, Matt selected another young guy from the audience. This guy had told a girl he was a footballer when he actually worked in a bar. He was hauled down onto the studio floor and Matt asked the audience if he deserved to be gunged. The answer was inevitable and the young guy was soon sat inside the tank awaiting his slimy fate. Matt pulled the chain and the young victim was engulfed in thick yellow slime. Luke felt relieved and also turned on to see someone else on the receiving end. As the screen rolled forward Luke dashed over to the tank and began to clean up the young stooge. Within minutes the young guy was standing in his boxers and Luke was rock hard. Being gunged himself hadn't done anything to make him feel sorry for this guy.

After the show Matt came over to Luke and asked to see him in his dressing room. Luke's heart began to race as he walked along the corridor and knocked on the door. He entered and found Matt sitting in a chair. "Are you wearing your jockstrap today?" Matt asked. "No" Luke replied awkwardly. "Show me" Matt challenged him. Before he could think about it Luke slipped his shorts down, revealing his boxers briefs. Matt smiled as he saw Luke's growing bulge. "You can go now" he said. With that, Luke pulled up his shorts and walked out, his erection throbbing. What was happening, he thought to himself.



When Luke turned up to the studio for his next shift he was met by Matt who explained that today was going to be slightly different, with an ex-boyfriend getting punished. They'd be re-using the dungeon set they used for Leo and Luke was instructed to get everything set up. He'd loved seeing cocky Leo chained up and humiliated and was really excited to see who'd be getting a similar treatment today. He wouldn't have to wait long to find out.

Filming soon started and Matt whizzed through a number of the usual items before heading towards the audience. Luke watched on eagerly as Matt zoned in on a young blonde guy. Suddenly Luke realised the guy was his ex boyfriend Richie. They'd broken up about 6 months ago as Luke had drunkenly kissed someone else and hadn't really spoken since. Was Richie being set up? Luke's mind started racing at the possibilities. Matt asked Richie to come with him and the two of them started heading down towards the stage, but rather than standing in the usual position in the middle of the floor they headed towards Luke's spot. Suddenly it dawned on Luke - he was the ex boyfriend!

Matt took Luke's hand and led him onto the middle of the stage as the screen rolled back to reveal the brick wall with its shackles. Luke put his head in his hands as he realised he was going to be chained up here shortly. Richie grinned at him. They'd only been going out for a few months but he had really liked Luke.

Richie was a typical tall, blonde twink with floppy hair and a tanned, toned body. He was wearing jeans and a dark shirt. Even now, Luke couldn't help thinking he looked hot.

Matt introduced Luke to the audience and then asked Richie why he wanted revenge. As Richie explained, the audience booed and Luke turned bright red. Matt told Luke to go backstage as there was a special outfit waiting for him in the changing room. Luke did as he was told. When he got to the changing room he found a bright green mankini waiting for him. Knowing it was pointless to resist, he began to strip off. When he was naked, he gave his cock a bit of a tug to fluff it up. If he was going to be nearly naked then he wanted to look his best. What Luke didn't know was that there was a hidden camera in the changing room and the audience were all watching him playing with his cock on a huge screen. Luke then pulled on the mankini. He looked at himself in the mirror. It was pretty revealing but he did look good.

Luke then strode back out onto the studio floor, to the cheers and cat-calls of the audience. Matt instructed Luke to put his arms and legs into the shackles and fastened them so that Luke was restrained against the wall. Luke thought he had some idea what was going to happen as he'd prepared the set. There was a delicious irony in Luke having put together his own messy torture chamber.

Matt handed Richie a huge custard pie. Luke had made sure it was absolutely loaded with thick custard topped off with whipped cream in the hope that some unsuspecting young guy would be on the receiving end of it. Richie walked over to Luke and held the pie up close to his face. "This is for cheating on me" he smirked as he slammed the pie into Luke's face, taking his time to rub it right into the young stud's dark, curly hair. Luke couldn't see anything but he could feel the custard running down his body and he could hear the audience roaring with laughter. Luke could feel his cock stirring. Luckily it was pointing downwards, resting over his balls in the mankini so even if it got hard it wouldn't pop out. Unfortunately for him, Richie had noticed the twitching and grabbed at the waistband of the mankini, pulling it away from Luke's body. Within seconds, his cock had really started to grow and it soon sprung up. Richie then let go of the waistband and it snapped against Luke's shaft. Luke was now chained to the wall, pied and with the top of his cock sticking up out of the mankini and pressed against his abs and rapidly growing, the custard still dripping down him. Richie wiped some of the mess from Luke's eyes so he could see the audience again. Within seconds Luke was rock hard with a good 6 inches of his big, thick cock on display.

Matt asked Richie if there was anything he missed about Luke. Richie laughed and said he'd missed Luke's dick and, in particular, he'd missed playing with Luke's massive balls. "Well there's nothing stopping you now" Matt said. Richie smiled and pulled at the mankini until Luke's balls fell out the side. They really were big. Richie started cupping and squeezing them, manipulating them in his warm hands. He knew how much Luke enjoyed this. Sure enough, Luke started to leak precum all over his abs as his helmet flared and throbbed. This was unbearable. "Unfortunately we've got to move on to the next part of the show" Matt said. Luke breathed a sigh of relief. "But Luke seems to be enjoying this so why don't you continue to play with him and we'll come back to you in a bit to see how you're getting on" Matt added. As Matt introduced the next segment, Luke remained on display on the studio floor with Richie fondling him. Richie whispered to Luke "I've been waiting to get you back for ages". Luke winced as Richie continued to play with him.

After about 15 minutes of this Matt cut back to the pair. He walked over, grabbed hold of Luke's cock and pulled it down, then let it spring back and slap against his abs. "Wow, someone is enjoying this" Matt said. At this point he handed Richie another huge pie which he promptly slammed into Luke's already creamy face. This one was even sloppier than the first having been sat under the studio lights and the custard splatted everywhere and coated Luke's shoulders and chest. His cock continued to throb. Matt then left Richie to continue edging his captive ex.

Towards the end of the show, Matt returned to the pair. "Are you ready for our grand finale?" Matt asked. Luke shook his head. Matt then handed Richie a hosepipe and told him to hose down. Richie took great delight in spraying the chained up Luke with cold water. Luke wriggled and flexed but the chains held him in place. Once he had been cleaned off, Matt unchained him and Luke fell to his knees on the studio floor. "Get up, there's another outfit for you waiting backstage, go and get ready" Matt told him. Luke stood up and slunk off stage.

When he got to the changing room he found a tuxedo waiting for him. He stripped off the wet mankini, dried himself off with a towel and began to get dressed, oblivious to the fact everyone in the audience was watching him again. Matt hadn't left any underwear for Luke so he crammed his rock hard cock into the tight black trousers. Once he was dressed he made his way back to the studio dressed in the tuxedo, barefoot, his cock still throbbing. His bulge looked obscene although the jacket did cover it up somewhat. He wondered what was going to happen next but assumed he would find himself in the gunge tank. After all, Matt had told him to mix up a crazy amount of gunge earlier that day, way more than usual.

"We've got a very special treat for you today" Matt smirked. Just then Luke noticed that a large shower had been set up on the studio floor. It had a perspex back and sides but the front was open and it was extra wide. "Our boy Luke here is going to perform a striptease for us in this shower cubicle. Luke, you need to strip to the music and make it as sexy as possible." Luke couldn't believe it. He got into the cubicle and the music started to play. At the same time, the shower opened up and multi coloured gunge started flowing down onto him. This was going to be difficult and embarrassing enough but trying to strip whilst under a shower of gunge was going to be a nightmare. Sure enough, Luke started sliding around, crashing into the sides of the tank. HIs tuxedo and white shirt were quickly plastered with gunge and sticking to his body, making stripping a real challenge. Luke persevered, sliding around the tank and removing his jacket and shirt. Still the gunge kept coming, coating his chest. He could hardly see as the gunge ran down his face.

He was concentrating so hard on removing his clothes and trying not to fall over that he'd forgotten all about his erection. As he unzipped his trousers and began to pull them off, his enormous hardon sprung into full view and it too was soon covered in slimy gunge. The gunge was a lot thinner than they normally used but still clung to his body. Luke struggled to pull off his trousers but eventually managed it and was now standing under the shower, totally naked and completely deluged with gunge, his cock sticking straight out. The gunge continued to fall as Luke stood there dancing in the shower, utterly humiliated and exposed, his massive cock bouncing around. Richie stood by the side of the tank laughing and smiling next to Matt as Luke tried (and failed) to dance in the cubicle.

When the gunge finally started to end, Luke wiped it from his face. Matt couldn't help noticing how big Luke's dick was and, especially his balls. They were like two large eggs hanging low beneath his thick cock.

"Well Richie, what do you think? Have you had enough revenge or do you want some more?" Richie smiled mischievously as the audience chanted "more!". Matt asked Luke to step out of the tank. He then got Luke to put his hands behind his back and a stagehand slipped on some cuffs. Richie then reached hold of Luke's throbbing, slimy cock and started to stroke it. Luke stood there, dripping with gunge, his whole body tingling as his ex boyfriend wanked and edged him in front of everyone. Richie stared into Luke's eyes as he stroked him, loving every minute of control and power he had over his ex boyfriend. When Luke's large balls began to tighten, Richie picked up the pace, then just as Luke was about to shoot he let go. Luke's cock sprung upwards. The audience laughed. "What's wrong?" Richie whispered to Luke as he tapped his balls with one hand. "I need to cum" Luke replied. Richie laughed and gave Luke's cock a few fast strokes. "Please" Luke begged. Ritchie began to stroke him again. This time, as Luke got really close, Ritchie let go of his cock and put his hand on Luke's shoulder and forced him down onto his knees. Luke knelt on the studio floor and, just as he did, his cock began spraying jet after jet across the floor. He was desperate to touch it but couldn't as his hands were still cuffed behind his back.

"Well, that was quite something. I think Luke has definitely been taught a lesson" Matt said. He then handed a third pie to Ritchie to again slammed it into Luke's face. The humiliated young stud continued to kneel on the studio floor, covered in gunge, his face plastered with custard, his cock still hard and dripping, all at the hands of his ex boyfriend and his employer. As the credits rolled and the audience started to make their way out of the studio, Matt helped Luke up and uncuffed him. He wiped the custard off his face. "You took that well" Matt said. Luke didn't know how to respond to that. "Why don't you go and get cleaned up and then come and see me in my dressing room" Matt told him. Luke dutifully trooped off to sort himself out, his cock bobbing in front of him. Ritchie shook Matt's hand. "Thanks for that, it's been amazing" he said. "It's not over yet" Matt replied with a wink.