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Messy In spotlights - lots of images

Postby trollsb 12 Mar 2009, 18:54
This is my first picture post so I hope its all in the right spot I didn't use attachments as i wanted to have images throughout my description. I had never shared pictures with anyone who actually likes messy stuff, only some with my friend who are just like haha that gross and that's about it. I shared these and the other set I'll put up soon with OZwammer over msn just earlier, and it was great to have someone who really liked and looked at each image. It was alot of fun retelling the happenings in some detail, and I went back through all the pictures and pulled out more that I had not originally sent to my friends, because i didn't think i looked good in them. Te change of perspective with reference to target audience made me re-evaluate images, not longer looking for ones i thought I looked good in bt for ones that showed reactions or the amount of mess well. Less flattering images previously rejected became god ones because of what they showed happening. i think i like sharing images.

Bit of background.
With my boyfriend we have a kind of semi strict dom/sub thing going on. I get off on painless torture, and messy stuff is top of that list. I hate it, its gross and as such I am resistant, some time very much so. Disliking it is why it works for me though - which is frustrating that I cant just get going on stuff I actually like. I am ok and even keen beforehand and very sharply change my mind when things are beginning to start - so I will happily help mix up concoctions,set everything up then once that is all done I've changed my mind about the whole thing, and I reluctantly take my position or just try to bugger off. There isn't alot of fully resistant messy content I could find online, besides game shows, lost bets and people pranking their mates, I prefer the victim to not be happy with the whole thing.


So last Friday, knowing my boyfriend is coming to visit I make a bit of a suggestion on sms,
"i am regretting this as i say it
i am in that kinda mood, feel free to stp off at a shop on way, when you arrive ill met you out front, blindfolded so i dont see whats coming if you like......"
he asked if he was free to pour items anywhere he liked
"free to do as you will"
"as should be your right of any wench of yours surely..."
"now my mind is going, im nervous and thinking what your usual choices are... wondering if it will just be standing or you'll get me to position, thinking shit,
its outside my house, if people wandering up down street, nosey neighbour - oh dear - blindfold and camera at door best i put some towels there too, im sure paul will find this most amusing..."

Paul is my husband by the way, he photographed the event. My husband and my boyfriend get on well, my husband is really into anything kinky and seems kind of glad to have pressure off him now Chris is in the picture and happily does all the odd things with me.

I get an sms as I am preparing dinner telling me not to come outside until I am messaged to do so. My heart skips a beat and then beats 10 times as fast apparently to make up for it. I was already nervous as time was approaching, but it was about to happen. I had something kinda low key in mind when i made the suggestion ad I couldn't figure out for the life of me what he'd need prep time out front for, my husband had no ideas either. I then thought maybe he'd pre-open containers so when blindfolded the sound wouldn't give me any clue of what was going to happen.

I get an sms telling me to come outside. I call Paul to action show him where the camera and not so good towels are, and I put on blindfold and open the front door.
I venture out, arms outstretched, stepping slowly not sure where to stand, Chris' familiar voice tells me keep coming forward and I edge forward very gingerly, already shaking and considering ditching blindfold and dashing inside to lock the door. Chris asks Paul to guide me to position.

I can see bright light leaking in under blind fold and I ask why. i knew full well the front lights on our house don't work so it would be low key public humiliation, I had never done any public humiliation stuff that anyone around would have been aware of before, and was feeling quite a bit less than comfortable. Chris said it was headlights, as he needed to see what was happening, I protested saying I was not cool with being in spotlights on our street which is kind of busy and we have nosey neighbours and don't want to be reported to real estate. Paul agreed with my last point suggesting light from in entry may be enough, apparently it wasn't. I contemplated stopping the whole scene as I wasn't happy with quite that obvious a show, but decided at least with blindfold I wouldn't see anything specifically and could ignore it.

I heard Chris approach, I cringed and shrunk away but I couldn't be sure exactly where he was. I felt the cool goo on the top of my head, it was quickly added to and was soon coating my hair, I smelt the vanilla and knew it was custard. Chris was kind enough to tell me what it was as he started with something else, I smelt the strong mind smell and knew it was choc mint ice magic - a bit of a throw back to a video I did for the front page of IMHOSTFU.com Chris rubbed it on me pushing it up my neck under my chin, I kept my face away and he left it at that.

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He told me since he had very little time to prepare that was it and I could take off blindfold. I went to then hesitated and said,

"I don't want to I don't trust you"

and quite rightly it seemed, i pushed it up slowly and peeked underneath, he was reapproaching alright, and he had a pie. I was at that point a proper pie virgin, had sort of got a spray cream on paper plate thing once, but it didnt get me square ended up top of head,and other peoples attempts had also missed the mark and im a fighter. This one had a base and very thick looking cream, double thickened cream I was told afterward.

At this point i start telling him to fuck off repeatedly, and backing away. I was pushing him away and keeping my head down. it wasn't very effective. His hand was on back of y head and hair and he pulled my head up as he came round with the other hand.

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He got me slightly off centre to my left bit slide it all over to otherside and then up. I had cream in my ears and could hardly hear what was going on as he came back with honey.

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I was less than impressed.

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Arty shot of mess on the ground

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I was distracted talking to Paul and with cream in ears didn't hear Chris coming back after he was off looking for what was next. Trifle apparently which had a fresh cream sticker on it at supermarket in one hand and his other on the back of my head, he shoved me forward and the trifle up for a direct hit. he looks so pleased with himself in the picture.

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Removing it from my face as I pulled away the planted the remains on my crotch. As he did that i scooped some off my face and hair and when he stood up smeared it down the wide of his face. You can see me giggling about my revenge and him unimpressed wiping his face as he goes back for more ammo.

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At this point I was told I had a choice, he wanted me to lie on ground in the splattered mess, I said something like hell no and started telling him to fuck off im not doig that, and he told if not that he has things that have been in fridge still, and he ducked back into his car - pulling out a large red bucket. He told me the first lot of custard I'd complained about being cold, was only off the shelf and this lot was from the fridge section. he told me again to lie on ground, fuck you was my reply. i copped the bucket.

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It was extremely cold, but he'd dumped it over me hastily and much of it fan quickly off to the ground. He quickly grabbed a large tub of yoghurt, and told me again to get on the ground. i retreated to the corner of the driveway and garage as he reminded me of what he'd done with yoghurt before ( another story - but basically botanic gardens, middle of day, poured in short bike pants I had on under skirt when I also had a little clit vibrator strapped to me, and he had me walk about with it on high speed and yoghurt dripped and threatened to escape and run down my legs where people would be able to notice, he added to the threat with using his hand to apply pressure discretely, or rubbing close against me when hugging, and eventually kept firm and moving pressure on toy when i was too horny to care who thought what and i had one orgams followed shortly by 2 more just to the side of a path near the rest rooms) I told him im not lying down, though I did contemplate it.

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First it went over my head. and then he rubbed the mess on the front of my shirt. i relaxeda little as that wasn't where i thought it was intended for.

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Then poured some down back of my shirt, rubbing it down my back as I shivered and tensed.

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Handfuls down the front of my top.

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And finally down front of my pants and rubbed to make sure it contacted everywhere he wanted it to.

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Well and truely messy I asked my husband who had the camera for a hug, he declined, and went to go inside, I said ok I wouldn't. So I asked chris for a hug, He said ok. As he came in for the hug he said Hi, since he hadn't really greeted me yet,and the kinda cute coy Hi is what he says all the time.

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He quickly regretted the hug, you can see him thinking maybe this isn't a good idea in the photo, but he said afterward he missed me not seeing me for a week and really did want a hug.

Whilst this all happened, plenty of people went past, and i noticed one car go past and come back and drive past really slowly for a better look. With water restrictions here we have no hose, so must clean up with buckets of water and broom, it still smells bad near the front of the house.