Ellie, a cute bubbly curvy brunette lounged relaxed on her couch, blanket pulled up over her legs to cover the shorts she wore under her black tank top. Not because it was cold but because she always felt a little self conscious around Lena at times like this. Which was really silly given that they had been friends for years. More than just friends really. Was hard to be just friends with someone she had shared so much. Heck, it was Lena who had introduced her to the scene in the first place on that passionate, heavenly night at her place where she had somehow been convinced to let her tie her up and push a pie into her face. That was what Lena was good at. She knew exactly how to push Ellie's buttons to make her putty in her hands. And secretly, Ellie liked it.

Even now, Lena seemed more relaxed than her, not seeming bothered by the fact she was only wearing a tight faded sex pistols tshirt and even tighter pair of panties, the blanket bunched around her cute feet that Ellie was more than intimately acquainted with. Relaxed she was, one hand cupped tenderly around her glass of wine, the other resting lightly on her panties. A gesture that could have been unconscious. Or a subtle little tease aimed at Ellie. Right now, she didn't want to ask which.

'This is nice. We don't get to spend an evening like this together very often.' Lena stretched, pulling her shirt tight around her nipples and breasts.

'I know.' Ellie giggled, that sound fuelled by another sip of her wine. 'Not that yesterday wasn't fun. But it's nice to spend some time together that doesn't involve me getting totally trashed and messy.'

'Funny.' Lena smirked. 'You weren't complaining yesterday when I pushed you into that pool of mud. I seem to remember you struggling and begging me to touch you.'

Heat flared in both Ellie's cheeks and deep in her pussy. Of course she had been squirming, with the fluffy cuffs holding her hands behind her back, inches away from her bikini clad sex that might have been miles. She didn't fully understand why the thought of being messy, controlled and dominated while others watched turned her on but it did. 'After all you had been teasing me, can you blame me?'

'Not really. You are such fun to tease.' Lena laughed tenderly, leaning over to claim a kiss.

'I have to admit, it was fun to see Sally get her dues at last.' Ellie managed a fake scowl as the image of the sometimes vapid blonde rose in her mind. Sally, the Queen Bee of the impromptu group, was more the kind of girl to dish out the mess while somehow avoiding it herself. Didn't help that most of the guys went along with her schemes that usually ended up with the other girls getting it worse. And it might have been the same this time if not for Kylie. Things had been bound to come to a head soon enough and if someone was going to do something about it, it would be Kylie.

Her plan had been genius really. There was no way that Sally was going to miss out on the chance to shine that a Beauty Pageant offered. Just they hadn't quite filled her in on all the details. (She thought if she won, she would get to humiliate the others..but the guys were voting on the one they wanted slimed the most). And while she was certain there was going to be a little punishment somewhere down the line, it had been fun in the moment. Somehow she was fine with that.

'You weren't the only one to think so.' Lena fixed her with a pointed gaze.

'What?' Ellie raised her head quickly.

'Oh, come on. You know what I mean. I'm talking about Sam. Don't you think he got a little too into gunging her?'

'Well, he does have a little crush on Sally. But, hey, so did I once.' Ellie shrugged more casually than she felt. Sam wasn't the only one with a little crush. One that she hadn't exactly been about tell anyone about. Lena seemed to have worked it out though. Now that she mentioned it, it did bug her a little. And while she tried to push it away, she couldn't.

Lena took a slow sip of her wine, her eyes not leaving hers. 'That doesn't really answer my question.'

'Well, maybe he did.' Ellie admitted, her eyes dipping for a second. Was she feeling..jealous? Was that it. Okay, she liked Sam. Liked him a lot. But did that mean she liked him in that way? Aware that Lena was still watching her, Ellie covered her doubts by continuing quickly. 'I was a bit surprised he had a hand in planning her surprise. Who knew he had it in him?'

'Don't you think that means he deserves a little surprise too? Nothing cruel or anything. Just a little something to let him know where his attention should be. After all, if he is going to gunge anyone, it should be you.'

'Hey.' Ellie said, not sharply but more with returning embarrassment.

'Oh, don't pretend you wouldn't like it.' Lena chuckled. 'And I know he likes you. And you like him. Maybe he just needs a little nudge. After all, you know as well as I do that you like the shy ones.'

'Can't argue with that.' Ellie laughed. 'I've never been sure exactly why.'

'Well, as long as you have fun together, does it really matter why?' Ellie said with a twinkle in her eye. 'You certainly had a lot of fun with that shy blonde you chatted up a few weekends back.'

'Well, she just looked so cute standing on the edge of the party. I just couldn't leave her alone.' Ellie murmured.

'Didn't stop you dragging her on stage when they asked for volunteers.' Lena laughed.

Ellie shrugged. 'What can I say? I'm irresistible. She certainly didn't resist when I was tipping that bucket of gunge over her head.'

'And yet, somehow Sam has managed to resist your charms.' Lena said pointedly. 'One might almost think you were losing your touch. Either that, or you haven't asked him.'

Ellie didn't respond immediately, her mouth suddenly dry. Then she didn't have too as Lena's mouth fell. 'Wait..you seriously haven't? Maybe it's not just him that's a little shy.'

'It's..I'm just..picking my moment.' Ellie said.

'Right. And will that be this century or the next.' Lena reached out to ruffle her hair playfully. 'It's good thing I'm here then. I've got the perfect plan to kill too birds with one stone.'

Ellie was on the verge of saying no outright. And she might have done had not one little voice in her head whispered this might be too good to pass up. 'Well. Don't keep it to yourself girl. Let's hear it.'


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Ellie and Lena weren't the only ones having a night in, even if Sam's was a little less quiet. But hey, he had had a long week and what better way to blow off some steam than a little gaming. If there was one, Sam couldn't think of it as he relaxed back on his couch, just about to lean forward to grab his soda when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.

Drink momentarily forgotten, Sam pulled it out with a sigh that spoke to his frustration about being interrupted. Until he saw that he had an incoming Skype voice call. Something that made his heart race a little faster before he even saw that it was from Ellie. It was no secret to anyone that he had a little crush on Ellie. In truth, he had a huge crush on her.

Not too mention she looked really cute with her sweet body dripping in gunge or some other mess. A few years ago, if someone had said to him that he would have a thing for WAM he would have found the whole idea completely, uncompromisingly embarrassing. But now, it was hard to see why he hadn't liked this sooner.

And he had to admit, out of all the girls in the group, Ellie made the perfect target in his opinion. Especially with the cute was she wrinkled her nose up when she knew she was about to receive a horrific sliming. Or the way she batted her eyes in that soft half pleading puppy dog look that just made him want to gunge her all the more.

Now brutally aware of the growing bulge in his trousers that likely wasn't going to go away without a little relief, Sam quickly wet his dry throat with a hasty swig of soda he accepted the call.

'Hiya Sammy.' Ellie said brightly. 'Is this a bad time?'

Honestly, it was never a bad time to talk to Ellie. Certainly not when she was dressed so..tantalisingly. Of course, he could never say that even as his eyes flowed over her skimpy sleepwear that hugged her chest oh so tightly, suddenly very glad he was wearing much looser clothing as his still hard length twitched in his pants.

'No..of course not.' Sam smiled, hoping he didn't look too nervous. 'Just taking a break really. I wasn't expecting you to call. This..isn't about last weekend is it? I mean..there aren't any hard feelings are there?'

Not that Sam considered for a moment that there could be. But on the other hand, he had been expecting a call like that ever since he and Kylie had pulled off their little surprise. Sure, the group had liked it on the day and his worries had dropped away as he got caught up in the flow. But afterwards he had again started to worry what they might think about him helping to set up one of their own.

'Of course not.' Ellie laughed lightly. 'It wasn't me you gunged now was it. Anyway, Sally had it coming. No, I was actually calling to see if you had plans for tomorrow. I know it's sudden but I was wondering if you wanted to go out or something. A friend of mine knows this great club. It would be a lot of fun. So, you interested?'

Interested? That didn't even tell the half of it. The thought of spending an evening with Ellie was both exciting and terrifying. But mostly exciting. How else would you feel if the girl you really liked suddenly asked you out.

'Yes. Of course.' Sam was no longer making an effort to hide his excitement. After all, he had long wanted Ellie to ask him out. Secretly anyway. It wasn't like he felt he could have. Even if he knew that she felt the same. 'I don't have anything going on.'

'Great. I'll call you tomorrow to let you know when. Take it easy, Sammy.'

'You too. Take it easy.' Sam said before Ellie ended the call with a click. Only once the call had ended did what happen really sink in. He was actually going on a date with Ellie. That thought alone was enough to mean he likely wasn't going to get any sleep tonight. Never mind the fact he had seen her in her skimpy pyjamas. A thought that brought him back to full hardness in a second, as well as one that was likely to keep him awake tonight unless he did something about it.

Now he was definitely going to have to take care of that, his hand was already clicking to open his playlist of favourite gungings, selecting a clip of a cute blonde already squirming in a close gunge tank. Not that


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After a rather fevered night of interesting dreams, something not hampered in the slightest by Sam's attempt to relieve his pent up excitement, tomorrow came around and Sam now found himself standing outside Ellie's house, wondering for what felt like the hundredth time if his outfit was good enough.

The light blue button down shirt with navy blue trousers he had umm'ed and ahh'ed over for the best part of two hours were top amongst his collection of smart clothes. And coupled with his black leather jacket they did make him look very snazzy. But that didn't stop him feeling insecure.

Until that is Ellie stepped out to join him. In that second all his worries and doubts just fell away in the face of her chosen outfit. The little black dress she had worn would have been stunning anyway even if it hasn't been cut very low around the neckline, so low that plunging almost wasn't a strong enough work. So low that if it hadn't been so tight around her chest and waist he would almost have sworn it would have slipped off her. The skirt was long and flowing, cut high along one side to flash her long legs.

'Don't you look dashing.' Ellie smiled warmly, drawing Sam into a slow hug that had him blushing as he breasts pressed into his chest. 'Hope I didn't keep you waiting. It took me ages to set my hair.'

'You didn't. And I'd say it looks like it was worth it. It was worth it I mean. You look very pretty.' Sam managed to keep from stammering, feeling a little out of his comfort zone. Still, her hair did look as stunning as the rest of her. Instead of being tied in a ponytail or swept up in a bun. But tonight it was loose and flowing around her face, a few strands strategically twisted into delicate curls.

'Well, shall we get going?' Ellie asked. 'It's not far, so I thought we could walk it.'

'Sounds good to me.' Sam really didn't mind that. It would give him the chance to talk with Ellie. The short walk was filled with equally small talk, the pair idly chatting back and forth casually about everything and nothing really. Sam didn't exactly mind what they talked about as long as they were talking.

'Well..here we are. Looks pretty cool huh?'

'Oh..yeah.' Sam was drawn back to the now, his eyes raised to the building they had stopped in front of without him realising. It wasn't exactly what he had imagined, the warm red brick facade with polished metal doors actually much more inviting than he expected. 'Surprises.' He read as he looked over the sign. 'I'd say it's a surprise. Are we early or something? I thought there would be a lot more people here?'

'Normally they would be.' Ellie said with a grin that set Sam's heart a flutter. 'But tonight the club has been booked for a private event.'

'Oh..and we are invited?' Sam fought hard not to let his face fall. His thoughts about spending the whole evening with Ellie seemed to have been dashed.

'Yup. It's going to be a lot of fun.' Ellie soothed. 'We are still going to spend a lot of time together. Now, let's see if the others are here.'

'Others? As in..the other others?' Sam blurted out. 'I didn't know we were meeting them.' If he had known there was a chance of getting messy, he wouldn't have worn his best stuff. On the other hand, Ellie had dressed up too. And he knew from experience that once things got messy no one was safe. She must know that too and yet she had worn her best dress too.

'Yup. Did I not mention that?'

Now Sam was certain something was going on. Something that didn't stop him following her inside. Any complaint he might have had died before it even made it to his lips as soon as he stepped into the club proper, suddenly getting an idea about exactly what kind of club he had been brought too. Then again, with the sight of the long slender poles on the small stages dotted around the main area left little room for doubt.

'Is..this a strip club?' Sam whispered, not sure he could believe what he was seeing.

'I'd prefer Lap dancing club.' The tall raven haired beauty that emerged from the crowd said with a grin. 'My girls love nothing more than giving out a little personal attention.'

Sam really had no idea how to respond to that, and he felt very lucky that this attractive stranger's attention was quickly turned towards Ellie. 'I'm so glad you two could make it. You know, I can't believe I haven't got you down here sooner.'

'You've only been open two weeks, Raven.' Ellie waggled a finger. 'I'd hardly say I've missed much.'

'True. I've missed your little get together though.' Raven continued. 'It's been too long since I could come along. So I was only too happy to host one here. Anyway, got to dash. Still got a few things to sort out.'

'So..you did have something planned?' Sam wasn't sure if he should be worried, angry or excited. All three of those fell away as Ellie pouted.

'Well..maybe. I just didn't want to freak you out.' Ellie soothed. 'Let's face it, if I'd said strip club, you would have cried off. Same about another meet up really.'

'Well..maybe.' Sam replied, not really able to deny that despite his hesitant response. 'Just promise me you haven't arranged for me to get messy.'

'I promise.' Ellie replied, her voice not harbouring any trace of deceit. Or at least none that Sam could detect. 'Come on. Let's go get a seat.'

A little reassured Sam followed Ellie to grab a table just as her friend appeared on the main stage, easily having slipped through the heavy curtain. 'Welcome, welcome. It's a pleasure to see so many new faces here tonight. For those that don't know me, my name is Raven. And this is my not so humble venue. Still, I'm not here as host tonight. For that, I'll pass you over to Lena, who I'm sure you all know. Take it away, Lena.'

Sam couldn't exactly hide his surprise as Lena stepped up onto the stage to a smattering of light applause. This certainly wasn't what he had been expecting. And was getting the feeling that something else was going on.

'Think you.' Lena said brightly. 'I know it's strange to have another little get together so soon after the last. But the last was such a blast I just couldn't resist. And don't think I can't see you scowling out there Sally. You have to admit, you kinda did have it coming.'

Luckily Sally's response was lost to peel of laughter that filled the club, dying down as Lena tapped the mike impatiently. 'That being said...it was kinda a set up. And I don't think we thanked the guy who set it up. Sam. Oh, Sammy..why not come up here and take a bow.'

Sam had been feeling this was where this was heading. Something in the way Ellie didn't meet his eye tipped him off as much as Lena's words. 'You said you didn't have anything planned.' Sam hissed nervously.

'I didn't.' Ellie whispered back. 'Lena did. I just went along with it.'

'Don't think I can't see you down there.' Lena teased, her soft voice carried to him by the speakers. 'Come on. Don't be shy.'

Still Sam didn't move, his legs rooted to the spot. Something that Lena seemed to notice with a soft smile. 'You know..I had a feeling this might happen. Luckily, I thought of it too. Ladies, would you come out here.'

The curtains parted again, this time to a smattering of wolf whistles and cat calls directed at the two stunning buxom blondes that emerged dressed in little more than tiny gold bikinis. 'Lucy, June.' Lena continued. 'Could you help my friend up here?'

Ohhh boy. Sam swallowed as the two gorgeous women converged on him, feeling more than a little like a rabbit in headlights. And yet somehow Sam didn't feel he could resist as both girls took him by the hand to lead him, cheeks still burning, up onto the stage.

'There. That wasn't so hard.' Lena said. 'Still, now that we have you here..don't you guys think it's a bit unfair he gets away clean after gunging poor Sally like that.'

'Not really.' Sam muttered to himself, the thought of getting totally trashed up on stage like this completely mortifying. If it was just him and Lena, or better yet, him and Ellie, that would have been okay. But with an audience made it very different. Sadly his near silent reply was drowned out by the chorus of 'yes' from the audience.

'Thought you'd say that.' Lena replied. 'Ladies, why don't you take Sam to get changed while we set up out here.'

Sam didn't exactly know what changed meant but that didn't stop him being lead along by the hand again. Where he was being lead turned out to be a changing room of sorts, almost like a gym locker room. If it hadn't been painted a bright shade of pink. A shade that made the small item of black cloth on the bench stand out even more.

'You..want me to wear this?' Sam picked up the small speedo hesitantly.

'Unless you want to go back out there naked.' June teased. 'Which might be kinda fun. But I bet you'd look kinda hot in that. Anyway, we will let you change. See you in two minutes.'

Not entirely sure they didn't mean the whole two minutes thing literally, Sam hastily stripped out of his fine clothes right down to his boxers then all the way to buff, standing naked for just a second before equally hastily slipping on the small, and as it turned out, snug swimwear. Somehow he felt more naked wearing it as he quickly tucked his underwear inside his trousers. Then even more so as he heard the door open, somehow forcing himself to turn towards the pair of gorgeous blonde bombshells.

'I was right. Looks good on you.' June said. 'Anyway, they should be ready for us by now.'

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Lena had been busy while Sam was away. And not just her given the amount of buckets and tables piled high with pied now dominated the stage. A huge collection of messy supplies that Ellie stood in the middle of, looking almost willing to be there, despite being handcuffed to one of the dancing poles, her arms cuffed demurely and sensually over her head. Somehow she hadn't been talked into changing, still fetchingly decked out in her gorgeous dress. Something she didn't seem to mind in the least.

'Now..you just have a seat there Sammy.' Lena said. 'And we can get this show on the road.'

Something that Sam was more than willing to do, the bulge in his trunks feeling all to obvious for those watching to see as his mind raced ahead to imagining all the sweet mess that Ellie would soon be subjected too.

'Sooo....as you might have guessed...this is soon going to get very messy for Ellie.' Lena leaned over him to whisper in his ear, looping her arms around his neck. 'And I think you know how much she'd like that.'

Given the way Ellie suddenly squirmed, he couldn't really deny that. 'Thing is..I know how much that excites you too. And we really don't want you getting too excited.'

Sam frowned at that, his confusion coming too late as he felt his arms gently but deftly pulled behind him to be locked into the set of cuffs fixed to the back of the chair, effectively holding them down at the small of his back. 'Hey..what are yo..'

Lena shhhh'd him with a finger on his lips. 'What'd the fun of a punishment if the victim can get away from it? Now, don't look so worried. We aren't going to do anything you won't like. Far from it really. In fact...Lucy..why don't you show Sam a little taste of what we have planned.'

'My pleasure.' The scantily clad blonde sauntered away from her friend to kneel before him, giving him a excellent view of her stunningly full cleavage as a heat rose in his cheeks. Yet no where near as much as when Lucy dipped her head until her lips were inches from his straining cloth covered erection.

'Umm..what are you...ummm..ohhhh.' Sam faltered, struggling to make his mouth work. Luckily or unluckily for him, Lucy's was working fine. Fine enough for her full lips to caress and suck on his tip. Not overly firmly or hard, but certainly enough to make him momentarily forget where we was and what is going on around him. He was starting to get into it when something very different assaulted his senses; two heavy cream pies quickly sandwiched on either side of his head. Sandwiched there by Lena if the muffled laughter he could hear was anything to go by. But it was Ellie who spoke next, her voice little more than a throaty whisper.

'Same some for me.' Ellie moaned in wanton lust, rubbing her hips forward, obviously getting some friction from her panties. But just as obviously not enough.

'Don't worry. There is plenty for you.' Lena replied.

'Can I have one of those heavenly pies?' Ellie batted her eyes in that adorable way she did, enough pie filling having slipped off Sam's face for him to catch that.

'Maybe later.' Lena smirked. 'Don't forget, you aren't exactly in charge here. Now, let's see...we have some lovely buckets behind you. And I could let you choose. But I've always thought a surprise is better. So..why don't you give me a number. One, two, or three?'

Sam also managed to see the look on concentration on Ellie's face as she clearly tried to work through an impossible choice. It wasn't as if she even knew what was in the buckets she was being asked choose over. Neither did he either. It could very much that she was choosing three equally nice choices. Or three equally icky ones. Lena always had that kind of sense of humour. 'Oh..umm...errr...I'll go with three.' Ellie said quickly.

'Three. A good choice.' Lena's reply was met with a titter from the assembled crowd as Lena quickly and silently reversed the first and third bucket.

Unaware of any of this, Ellie screwed her eyes up and waited for the oncoming deluge with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Also completely unaware that she had been pranked by her friend, her choice rejected in favour of the one she had wanted her to pick.

Nowhere near the feeling that Sam was feeling as the bucket was raised. Sam was watching with growing excitement as the bucket was lifted, his breath catching in his throat at the very moment bright yellow custard swamped Ellie's hair, drawing a shriek from his cuffed and trapped crush.

'Ohhh..god...it's freezing.' Ellie whined, the yellow gloop splatting over her shoulders and running down her back.

'Well..this might be warmer.' She picked up a steaming green bucket and quickly pouring its load of beans over her, the lumpy orange mess studious guided over her head, beans running through her hair and over her nose.

'That's not fair.' Ellie shuddered. 'You said just one bucket. And you know I hate beans.'

'What can I say? I'm unpredictable.' Lena smirked wickedly. 'Besides, you don't seem to hate it that much.'

Ellie's face fell into something that might have been described as a pout, if only she hadn't been blushing madly at the same time. Somehow Lena had cottoned on to the slow burning arousal growing deep inside her. Either that or she had just taken an educated guess about it.

It wasn't a guess for too much longer as without any real warning Lena stepped up to grasp her boobs firmly, her palms pressed lightly against her already hard nipples that Ellie was sure could be seen through her dress.

'See?' Lena whispered softly in her ear, just close enough for her breath to tease her yet calculatedly far enough away to not get even a drop of mess on her outfit. 'Just like I said. Not that I mind. I've always loved your boobs...I just think they are a bit too clean.'

'You..you wouldn't.' Ellie whimpered, knowing she would and secretly wanting to see what she had in mind.

'I would, you know.' Lena stepped away and over to one of the tables. 'Besides, weren't you begging me for one of these earlier?'

'Well..that's sort of true.' Ellie squirmed again, struggling with the idea of how turned on she was already, just from a couple of buckets of mess, the last dregs of which were still trickling through her hair and over her neck. If Lena actually pied her breasts, she had no idea how far that might go.

Sadly, there seemed to be no if about it. Not if the look in Lena's eyes as she returned with a pie in either hand was anything to go by. 'Now, you can't tell me these don't look sooo good. No, don't answer. I can see it in your eyes. I know you want them. But..how about you Sam? Do you want her to have them?'

The sudden direction of attention in his..well..direction didn't exactly help Sam to relax; his head full of a whirling conflict of thoughts. Yes, he very much wanted to see Ellie pied. But did she want that? Or would she be annoyed at him for doing it. Yet the excitement and no small measure of arousal he felt was certainly helping to sway him. 'Well..yes..I..yes.'

'That's good enough for me.' Lena grinned, already having taken two quick steps closer to Ellie, one hand resting on the back of her head like she was getting ready to kiss her. Which wouldn't have exactly been a first. She had had more than a few kisses from Lena before. As well as more than a smattering of pie kisses too. But the thought of being pied on her breasts was driving her wild, until she wasn't sure she could take it any more.

Sam certainly couldn't take it any more, the sheer anticipation of waiting for Ellie to get her well deserved and very sexy pieing already had him as turned on as he had been last night, with no hope of granting himself any relief. Even if he hadn't been tied up, he didn't exactly have the nerve to..well..jack himself off here in front of this small crowd.

It was getting harder and harder for him to ignore the throbbing in his trunks, his shaft straining against the constraining clothing as Lena continued to tease Ellie, inching the pie closer only to pull it away again. He could hear her little moans and frustrated sighs as each time she thought she was going to get it. Which was nothing to the sigh of frustrated delight as Lena's hand rested just on the small of her back, her fingers inches away from the soft curve of her ass. Then they crossed that distance, lightly caressing with a finger soft touch that had Ellie involuntarily closing her eyes.

Just at the right moment as it turned out, preventing her from having any warning as Lena smushed the creamy pie into her chest, the white cream oozing out over her cleavage and clinging to the front of her dress.

'Ohh..god..' Ellie murred, arching her back into Lena's touch, her palm working the creamy pie all over her chest in a sensual caress that left no area of her boobs untouched. 'Ohhh...it's so...sticky..god..what's in that?'

'Marmite.' Lena chuckled. 'Not conventional I know. And most likely tastes horrible. But they weren't meant to be eaten.'

'There isn't more in the other one..is there?' Ellie shivered at the thought of being covered in more of that sticky gunk.

'Oh yes.' Lena laughed wickedly. 'And I know you want it. Look at you, struggling and squirming just from one pie. I bet you'll just come from what we are going to do to you next.'

'I'd come now if you just push that into my pussy.' Ellie whispered in her head, the heat in her panties rising off the charts.

'See, I know this is getting you hot.' Lena purred. 'Don't worry, you'll be cumming soon enough. Unlike Sammy over there. Lucy, why don't you pick up where you left off.'

'With pleasure.' Sam's head jerked up, his hips thrusting forwards as Ellie's chest was again enveloped in sticky creamy pieness. As if that wasn't arousing enough, Lucy returned her mouth to his crotch, kissing his head softly while her fingers circled around his base to hold him steady.

His shaft might have been steady, but her mouth certainly wasn't. No longer content with just sucking, Lucy now used her lips to glide over his head. And just his head, never dipping lower then his glans with the promise of more pleasure to come. Like Ellie, Sam was in heaven. Never had he imagined a blowjob could feel like this, despite it not actually being one, the material around his shaft preventing Lucy's mouth from going all the way down. Yet it still felt amazing. None of the videos in his secret folder had seemed to show the tender sensual attention being lavished on him now. Her lips literally felt as soft as satin, wrapped around him lovingly, almost worshipping his body with pleasure.

'Enjoying that?' Sam started again, so caught up in his pleasure that he had forgotten June was there. But now he couldn't avoid her presence or closeness, not with her arms looped around his neck and her breath teasing his ear. 'Mmm...I can see you are. She is a real expert, you know. She can bring even the most experienced of guys off in a matter of seconds if she wants too. Or she can leave them hanging as long as she likes.'

What that meant Sam quickly found out, Lucy's mouth sliding off him with a pop and leaving him unfulfilled with his rapidly growing orgasm stopped dead in its tracks. Something that brought a frustrated moan from his lips, one that only grew as Lucy rose up a little to place a delicate kiss on his nipple, that quickly became two, then three.

'Now..with Sammy suitably entertained, let's get back to our messy slut here.' Sam heard Lena say in a distracted way. 'You know, I think I'm going to need a little help. Erika, Misty. Come on up here.'

Ellie started. And for good reason. Like all those here, Sam had been there for the party to wish both girls well on their world tour. One that Ellie had made sure was as messy as possible for both of them. From the looks on their faces, the memories still lingered and they were eager for a little payback.

'Nice to see you again, dear Ellie.' Misty, the red head said as she sauntered out onto the stage, walking arm in arm with the mousy brunette. Both girls instantly attracted the attention of the crowd and Sam alike, their outfits of tight denim shorts and snug white t-shirts with nothing underneath drew even his distracted gaze. 'Although, I'm not sure you could say the same.'

'Oh..I don't know.' Erika chuckled. 'I think she wanted this when she sploshed us so completely. And we are here to give you just what you want honey.'

'Wh..what are you guys going to do to me?' Ellie whispered.

'Oh..lots of things.' Misty replied. 'You gave us so much and we are here to repay it with interest.'

Sam could easily have been in heaven right now. Who wouldn't have thought so with a gorgeous barely dressed blonde kneeling before him, her full lips worshiping sweet attention on his cock. Even if that attention wasn't exactly granting him what he wanted. If anyone had asked him how many times he had been brought right to his edge he would have no idea. Mostly because it was so hard for him to focus on anything else. And what little attention that could be spared from his rock hard member and simmering arousal was fully occupied by the vision that was his crush.

Ellie was always a vision to him of course, sweetly cute and adorably hot all wrapped up in one perfect package that filled most of his deepest fantasies. Of course, she was sometimes at her most adorable when dripping in something deliciously thick or sweet. Or both.

Luckily for him, now was one of those times. Well, luckily in one sense. On the other hand, what was happening to her wasn't exactly helping to calm his raging levels of arousal. Neither was the sight of the two girls doing it too her.

While Erika and Misty might have been marginally more clothed than the two bikini clad blondes that had tied him to this chair and been teasing him ever since, the skimpy and tight t-shirts and shorts they wore did leave very little to the imagination. Not that either of the brunettes seemed to mind, too engaged as they were with their willing victim, no doubt not just satisfied with the two pies they had smeared over her.

Had Sam actually had his choice, he would most likely snuck off to 'relieve' his arousal that would have already grown without the sexy teasing he had been subjected too. But tied up as he was, he couldn't even move his hands never mind stand up. Or do anything to get away as June moved to take over from Lucy, mimicking her position as she leaned in closer and closer until she was close enough to kiss his head. Yet she moved closer so that her breasts rested on either side of his cock until, aided by her hands, the soft warm pillows made his lengths a filling in a boob sandwich. Now, with the tight swimming trunks he was wearing, she couldn't exactly wrap all around him. But she did have enough leeway to full engulf his head in her breasts for what was his first boobjob.

'Mmmmm.' Sam swallowed, momentarily distracted by the heavenly erotic sight of his manhood swallowed by deliciously warm flesh that already had him throbbing in her embrace.

'Mmmm is right.' June chuckled. 'Guys love my boobs. Shame I don't get to do this very often. Rules about clients not being allowed to touch the dancers. But you aren't a client, are you? You haven't paid me. So we are just two consenting adults having a little fun.'

'From the sound of it, he doesn't get to do this very often either.' Lucy wrapped her arms around him from behind. 'Is that right? Never had a girl do this to you before? That's okay. There has to be a first time for everything. Just means we have to be careful. Don't want you blowing your load too soon.'

'I bet he can take a bit of this.' June grinned. 'If I do it right. See, all you have to do is go nice and slow, just slowly rub my boobs over his head and he can't take it. If I kept going, you can bet he would explode. But I just have to stop at the right moment and..whoops. There we go.'

At the very use of the word whoops, June had pulled her breasts away to leave his cock wrapped only in the materiel of his trunks that didn't hug him anywhere near tight enough to get him off. That was the most frustrating bit. That and the fact that her boobs were so tantalisingly close if only he could move far enough to reach them.


As it happened Ellie was feeling much the same, her cuffed hands now stained by a little of the cream that clung to her face and chest, more than a little having flecked across the strippers pole that had been purloined for new purpose as she squirmed against it. Her squirms that had only grown more frantic and urgent now that Erika had slid up against her back left bare by the gorgeous dress that hugged her curves, the loose materiel over her breasts not resisting the hand that slipped under to caress and pinch her nipples.

'Enjoying that?' Erika purred, whispering delicately in her ear with a husky tone that made both Sam and Ellie squirm. 'You always were such a slut, weren't you? Good to see that nothing has changed. Then again, I bet you enjoyed dunking my head in that bucket of chocolate didn't you? You remember, how you bent me over and forced me down into it only to drag me out by my hair?'

'Well..ummm...yes..' Ellie panted in frustrated desire that was barely a fraction of what Sam was feeling. 'Ohhh...please don't stop.'

'You mean like you didn't stop?' Erika smirked. 'Like how you barely let me catch my breath before you dunked me again. Don't worry though. I'm not going to be so cruel. I have much better things to do with it.'

'Do with wha...ohhhhh.' Ellie squirmed as Misty placed a huge bowl of chocolate on the table she had set up next to the pole while she had been distracted, one easily large enough to submerge the jug that rested next to it.

'Oh..I think you can guess.' Erika grinned, the hand that had been molesting her chest now slipping away while her other arm held her close. And held her despite the renewed squirms as Ellie saw her dip the jug into the bowl of chocolate. Her pussy burned beneath her clothing with fresh desire, secretly wishing she would just rip this dress from her and pour the sticky goo into her panties. Yet she knew that she wouldn't. Distracted by her pleasure she might be, she knew the game she was playing. 'I know you didn't seem to like the pies we had for you earlier, so how about something sweeter for those sweet breasts.'

Ellie tried to nod but it just came out more as a lurch as her body thrust forward, gripped by another wave of desire that left her trembling. God, she was soaked. Just from a few pies and a little teasing. Still, at least she wasn't likely to come just from having some chocolate poured over her breasts. As much as she loved to cum when messy, having it happen just from being sploshed while being watched by all these people would be mortifying.

'No..wait..not that.' Ellie whimpered. While she had been distracted, Misty had slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders, the suddenly slackening leaving the bust loose enough for her to pull it away from her chest. Not low enough to expose her breasts to anyone else watching but enough for what they had in mind. 'Please..no..don't pour that down there. No. Please. Please.'

Her pleas fell on deaf or at least unhearing ears, then it was too late and Ellie could feel as much as see the chocolate gliding down her naked breasts and over her stomach, it's warm creamy touch teasing her as the flow inched closer and closer to her panty covered pussy. A layer of cloth that wasn't going to be enough.

And both Erika and Misty knew it too. She was sure they did. Certainly with the gleeful way Erika was slowly adding more chocolate to the torrent flooding her front, just aiding it on its way down. But the damage had already been done. The very act of tipping the chocolate was like a damn breaking, her orgasm already hurrying towards her before it even reached her panties. It was just the touch on her throbbing pussy that did the trick and pushed her over the edge, the wide flow of chocolate surrounding her sex in a warm embrace she couldn't resist. It might not have been one of the most powerful orgasms she had ever had, but the unavoidable nature of it more than made up for that.

Really, Ellie had no idea how long had passed since her orgasm started. All she could feel was the trembling of the aftershocks of pleasure as Erika again pressed her mouth against her ear to treat her to another sultry whisper.

'See, I knew you'd like that.' Erika grinned. 'And you sure gave everyone a good show.'

'So..how about letting me go?' Ellie batted her eyelids to play up on the cuteness factor as much as she could despite still being coated in pies and chocolate. 'Then maybe we could have a little fun together.'

'Well, I bet the guys would like to see that.' Erika certainly sounded like she was mulling it over. 'We've had some times in the past haven't we. Sadly, tonight isn't going to be about what you want. Then again, maybe it is. After all, you can't deny this is getting you hot.'

'It's no..ohhhh.' Ellie's half hearted denial pretty much died in her throat the very second Erika's fingers pressed to her chocolate covered lips, never mind when she actually slipped two digits deep inside her.

'See.' Erika grinned. 'You don't want me to stop. Not really. Look at you, squirming on my fingers like a bitch in heat. A needy bitch, needing a nasty fuck.'

Ellie lurched again in her bonds, her libido spiking up a notch. Erika always had this way of pushing her buttons, of walking right along the line of what could have been called cruel if only she didn't know her so well. What others might have seen as a true cruel domme was actually a friendly teasing that came from mutual respect and friendship. It wasn't as if she didn't have her own way of teasing her if the tables are turned.

'And you are going to give it to me?' Ellie smirked coyly.

'Oh, not me. Not yet anyway.' Erika conceded. 'I was thinking I'd leave that to something else. After all, it would be a shame to let all this chocolate go to waste.'

Ellie's head jerked up, but that did nothing to stop Erika lifting another jug towards her defenceless cleavage. Only this time it wasn't just her cleavage that was defenceless. Oh no. Not with the way that Misty slipped a hand under her dress to carefully hook the waistband of her panties away from her skin.

'See..' Erika purred. 'I'm just going to tip this forward...oh so slowly..letting gravity glide this sticky gooey sweetness down your body, let it pull it right over your needy little pussy. How good might that feel with nothing between it and you? How much would it take you to come again?'

Ellie already had the answer to that. Just thinking about it already had her clit throbbing. If she didn't come right from the first touch, she wouldn't have been surprised. That was nothing to the throbbing as Erika actually tipped the jug forward. This time she could feel everything as the creamy chocolate oozed lower and lower, following the already chocolate streaked path towards her now helpless pussy. Almost eagerly one finger was racing ahead of the sticky mass, promising her teasing pleasure to come.

That moment couldn't come soon enough for Ellie, her heart beating faster as she was torn between two emotions; wanting this moment of exquisite anticipation to last forever and to be granted the orgasm she craved. Gone were all thoughts of the embarrassment of cumming like this. Now she just needed it.

'Cum for me.' Erika whispered. 'I know you want too. Come for me as the chocolate makes love to you.'

That sweet whisper wouldn't really have been needed to push her over the edge but my god did it help. Suddenly she was aware of nothing else but the chocolate invading her panties, spreading out as it glided over where her waistband would have sat to almost cup her pussy like the most tender lover. Searing hot pleasure pulsed through her body that reached a crescendo that instantly stole her breath.

'Ohhh..yes...yes.' Ellie whined in unashamed pleasure, her hips rocking against the sweet liquid touch as she could. 'Please, more. Don't stop.'

'You'd like more?' Misty whispered, her hand still holding her panties. 'Such a needy thing you are. Don't you have enough? Can you feel all that chocolate filling your panties?'

'No..don't...I need more.' Ellie whimpered even as Misty let her panties go to hug against her crotch again, pressing the chocolate right against her skin. 'Please..please..'

'Oh..you'll get more.' Misty promised, her voice having dropped to a sultry whisper. 'As much fun as this is, you are looking a little too clean to me.'

'No...please.' Ellie bit her lip, secretly knowing this was just what they wanted to hear.

'You don't want this?' Misty's fingers slipped underneath her dress again to rub against her sex. 'You don't want to cum for me? Tell me this isn't getting you hot again.'

'Oh, I think she wants it.' Erika whispered. 'Me, I want to see her squirming and cumming as I pour this chocolate over her head. And you know I get what I want. Don't you sweetie?'

Ellie suddenly wasn't in a position to deny that, not as Misty's fingers plunged into her sex right up to the knuckle, drawing a squeal of pleasure from her lips. One that was almost immediately drowned by the flood of chocolate that engulfed her face. And this was no slow pour either. Distracted as she had been, she hadn't seen Erika lift the still half full bowl over her head and gleefully tip it forward. Then she couldn't see or hear anything as the torrent of chocolate drowned her head in a wave of brown that instantly matted her hair and swamped down over her shoulders. All she could do was feel the chocolate slipping under her dress and running down her arms as she came again, her hips bucking urgently against the fingers deep inside her. If she screamed she had no idea, not with the chocolate filling her ears, the only sound she could hear was the pulsing of her heart as she rode out her third shaking orgasm as she rose up on her legs, her whole body gripped by that tension.

Someone who definitely wasn't coming was Sam. Although certainly not from lack of trying on his part. Somehow what he tried to do didn't matter, not with how June had him in her power. Not from her lips or her mouth, but from the soft hand resting on his stomach, holding him down as her mouth now engulfed his now naked cock. Holding him perfectly still as she ran her lips up to his tip and all the way back down to his base. And perfectly still at the exact moment she popped her lips right off his aching shaft to leave him unfulfilled and squirming.

'Awww..look at you. So close to shooting your load.' June whispered tenderly. 'Just waiting for me to take pity on you, wrap my lips around you and suck you until you come. Such a naughty boy, getting so excited from such a little teasing.'

'Well, you have been doing a very good job of teasing him.' Lucy added. 'I can't blame him for wanting to come with how you have been edging him. So..maybe we should take a little pity on him..take the edge off or something.'

'Well..he certainly is close.' June smirked, running her tongue over his head and making him jump with a deep moan. 'Maybe a cold shower is what he needs.'

'Not sure we can manage that.' Lucy grinned back. 'But I do have something nice and cold.'

Sam's moan turned to a startled yelp, his cock suddenly enveloped in an icy mush that sent shivers down his spine. With his eyes closed he hadn't seen Lucy raise and tip the small jug of half melted but still very cold ice cream into his trunks, the almost milkshake like mess pooling around his balls.

'Mmmm...tasty.' June chuckled. 'And I thought he was tasty before.'

'I'm sure you did. But now it's my turn.' Lucy moved to take her place. 'I've been wanting to taste him for a while now.'

'What if you bring him close to cumming again?' June chided.

'Then just grab another tub of ice cream. I've always been partial to strawberry myself.' Lucy laughed. 'Now..I never got to properly give you that boobjob did I? Here you are, all naked and ready and hard for me. So why not?'

Sam couldn't really find a reason to deny that, her breasts suddenly looking so inviting as the blonde tease wrapped them around his cock. Yes, he knew she was likely to only use them to edge him some more. But in his fevered aroused state he couldn't think of anything beyond the sensations he felt now.

Certainly not as Lucy oh so slowly bobbed her breasts over his cock, her hands keeping the soft flesh wrapped tight around him. His head momentarily surrounded in her warm embrace until his tip slid from the top of her cleavage. Even if only for a second. Wether she was taking some secret delight in holding him there, frustrated and turned on; or she was just enjoying teasing him, he couldn't say. But for Sam it became a cycle of almost unbearably pleasurable anticipation.

She certainly would make him wait, just having the shaft of his aching length between her breasts was enough to keep him excited but not enough to grant him release. And neither was the slow way she would enfold him back in her embrace, drawing all the way up till just his head was caressed by her breasts and holding him there to leave him panting and so close. Only to pull away completely just before he came.

'Looks like you need to cool down.' June giggled, unceremoniously dumping a fresh load of ice cream over his length, the same chill shiver robbing him of his orgasm. 'Can't have you cumming, now can we?'

'Not when we have such a tasty toy to play with.' Lucy smiled. 'And doesn't he look so much more tasty now. Makes me just want to lick him off. Just like a lovely cool ice lolly. Or ice cream stick.'

'He really is an ice cream stick.' June laughed. 'But maybe I can do you one better. I do know how you like strawberry.'

'Ohhh.' Lucy grinned in what Sam was sure was part of this act they had planned for him. 'Strawberry pop. My favourite.'

Sam could only watch in barely subdued erotic delight, his eyes unable to draw away from Lucy unwrapped the thick pink frozen treat and sucked it deep into her mouth, worshipping it like it was a cock.

'Now..I bet that was you.' June purred, licking more demurely at her treat. 'That her lips were touching you like that. Sucking you until you explode in her mouth.

Sam couldn't exactly speak, suddenly overwhelmed by erotic sights that almost felt as good as the sensations denied to him. Somehow he had missed Ellie being stripped of her dress. Which maybe was understandable. He certainly had other things on his mind. But now he had nothing to distract him from the sight of her dressed in only her chocolate soaked panties and high heels speckled with more than a little of the same.

Even her thin underwear was no protection as that was whisked down her thighs by Misty before Ellie could even offer one word of complaint. Even if those thoughts had been in her head, none came to her lips as Erika handed her friend a huge pie topped with lashings of whipped cream.

'Now, I know what you are thinking.' Erika purred. 'You are thinking I'm going to pie you right in your pussy, aren't you? But am I? That's the question. Or am I going to take this over there and slap it right into Sammy's face?'

'See..that's how much I'm in control here.' Erika continued, no doubt seeing the almost longing look on Ellie's face. Secretly, Sam was relived she couldn't see the longing on his too, longing for Ellie to get pied that is. Or she might just have pied him to frustrate both of them. 'You know all about being in control don't you? Well, now the shoe is very much on the other foot. And I'm looking forward to getting back at you for the time you made me touch myself to orgasm in that mud pit just to keep Misty from being gunged in my favourite dress. And then you gunged her anyway.'

It hadn't exactly gone that way, Sam knew. It hadn't been her fault someone got her instructions mixed up. But she hadn't been going to drop her in it.

'I wanted to get a mud pit set up here.' Erika continued. 'I'd love to have tied you down in it and let the guys enjoy you as they pushed you into the mud. But we didn't have the time for that. So, I guess this will have to do.'

Sam could see that Ellie knew what was coming, but she couldn't move far enough away to prevent the pie from splattering over her pussy, flinging globs of cream down her legs and up her torso. Sadly she couldn't have predicted the pie that Misty smacked down on her bottom to complete the sexual pie sandwich.

Which wasn't the only pie sandwich she got, even if she saw this one coming. As helpless as Sam was to watch, Ellie could only turn her head this way and that before Erika and Misty moved to surround her and delivered a duo of creamy custard pies to either side of her head.

What he saw next only made Sam moan softly, a sound aided by Lucy sucking on his still ice cream coated cock. How Ellie would react if she could see the huge bucket balanced between them he had no idea. Just like he had no idea how she would react if it was tipped over her.
Then he didn't have to guess.

With a moan that the pies coating her head couldn't completely muffle, Ellie had no choice to submit to the huge load of pink brownie batter that smothered all of her in its thick embrace. Completely smooth and creamy, it clung to her naked curves, somehow highlighting them more than obscuring them.

Still reeling from the surprise gunging, Ellie had no chance to defend herself against the pie that exploded across her chest. One more thrown than pushed into her, the force flinging cream and chocolate to add to the mess already coating her plastered body. As if that wasn't enough, another pie scored a direct hit on her other breast, before Misty hefted one sweet shot right against her face, further blocking her vision.

Now a mess of white, pink and brown goo, Ellie looked a right sight. Unrecognisable as her but of so good looking to Sam right now, his chest heaving and panting as Lucy and June both stroked and caressed him right to the very edge of another orgasm, the mix of soft strokes and kisses almost bringing him to release.

Sam still had his eyes locked on the mess coated Ellie, mess that didn't stop Erika leaning in close to whisper something in her ear as her fingers once again violated her pussy. Sam strained to hear what she was saying, until his attention was distracted by the sudden movement from above the stage, some odd framework contraption lowered towards his bound crush. A framework that now left her surrounded by three buckets, each connected to a rope that lay coiled almost at her feet.

'Well, I think Ellie has taken enough mess for now.' Misty raised a hand to forestall the wave of complaint from the audience. 'Without the option to protect herself I should say. So I came up with this little game.'

'Doesn't look that little to me.' One voice called out to a raucous round of laughter.

'Never do anything small, that's my motto.' Misty shrugged. 'Now, while Erika is explaining things to Ellie, allow me to do the same. To win this game of mine, all she has to do is not cum. Should she cum though before the time runs out, then I get to empty one of those buckets over her before we continue. What's that?'

Misty cocked her head towards the audience in response to the shouted question that was quickly repeated. 'Well, yes. That's true. If Erika or I were the one to make Ellie cum, then we might indeed get messy. Luckily, I've thought of that too. Which is why I brought one of a girls best friends along. No, not diamonds. That's a very sweet thought. But I was thinking of something more..stimulating. Something right out of my personal collection. Now where did I..aha.'

With a triumphant flourish Misty bent down to grab something from under the curtain and proudly held aloft the 12" vibrator she had placed there earlier. And just at the right moment as Erika wiped the cream from the face of the still blissfully aware Ellie.

'There is no way you are putting that in me.' Ellie flushed.

'Why? Worried it might be more than you can handle?' Misty smirked. 'Sadly I don't remember asking you. You are going to be in for a heck of a ride sweetie.'

Whatever Ellie might have had to say about that, she could do nothing to stop Misty advancing on her and easing the toy into her still sopping wet pussy, her walls contracting around the huge plastic length and holding it snuggly inside her. 'Ohhh...that's so...'

'Big?' Misty grinned. 'Just wait till I switch it on. You won't last ten seconds I'm sure. Which could be a problem. See, you have to last two minutes without cumming to not get any of the disgusting muck we've picked for you. And I think you know you can't do it. Still, let's get going. I'll be counting for you. Just call me your official stop watch.'

That really was a master stroke on Misty's part. Sam was at least clearheaded enough to think that. Even through the master stroke June was currently lavishing on his cock. Not being able to keep track of the time as it counted down meant she would only be able to focus on the pleasure she was feeling. Pleasure that seemed to outdo everything she had felt so far. Without warning, Misty flicked the switch on the end of the dildo to send a immediate ripple of movement into Ellie that instantly had her gyrating as much as she could.

To anyone watching, it would have been easy to see the conflict warring within Ellie. On the one hand she was clearly enjoying the way the dildo worked its magic on her body. But the way she lightly bit her lip showed she was doing her level best to control it from going too far. Yet it was obvious that the earlier teasing already had her too far gone and it was only a matter of time until she came, helplessly and hard.

Clearly Misty and Erika thought so; both girls having moved at the same time to grab the rope connected to the first bucket. Sam's body and cock suddenly pulsed with pleasure and anticipation, secretly wanting to see what would happen when she came. He didn't have to wait long either. With a sudden grunt that built to a low moan, growing with the thrusting of her hips, Ellie came long and hard. Her moan didn't last anywhere near as long, quickly turned into a burbling splutter as thick creamy clay splashed over her face and front, leaving her hair dripping in the grey muck. The bucket had been perfectly placed to pour the resulting stream right over the helplessly cumming girl, leaving no area of her topless torso untouched by the smooth goo still pouring over her breasts.

Sam couldn't help a groan of his own, his hips pumping his cock with a soft urgency. Something that really didn't help against the slow teasing suckling June was lavishing on his head. He couldn't believe he hadn't come yet, these two girls really knowing how to control him and his orgasm. It certainly beat any of his efforts at edging. When he tried it, his control always slipped sooner or later as his arousal got too much. But now it didn't matter how turned on he got, since he wasn't in control here.

'Well, that's one bucket down. Still two more to go. And still a good 1:45 on the clock. Somehow I don't think that's going to have slowed down our little nympho slut.' Misty chuckled.

There was no way anyone could have disagreed with that. If anything, the fresh coating of mess had only driven Ellie into an even deeper frenzy of lust given the way her hands were tugging at the bonds that held her, almost like she was straining to do anything to touch herself. Yet with those bonds so tight, it only left her more at the mercy of the toy buzzing away inside her.

'Still, looks like she is hanging in there.' Erika grinned. 'Just a minute to go sweetie. Can she...oh no, there she goes.'

'Ohhh fuc...mmmphhh.' Ellie's helpless spluttering gasp mixed with Sam's, the incredibly needy young man once again pushed to the edge by June's sweet breasts that were all too quickly pulled off him, drawing out a long string of pre that clung to her cleavage. His cock practically twitched at the erotic sight of Ellie taking the second bucket right over her dipped head, the cold and no doubt incredibly slimey chicken soup running down her back and front in equal measure. Her new position was no protection though, the slime fully engulfing her as she rode out her second shaking orgasm.

Weak, shaking and completely drenched in goo, there was no doubt that Ellie was starting to tire. Yet beneath the clinging, cloying gunk that plastered to her like a second skin she at least couldn't have denied that her arousal was still alive and kicking. The only question was would her time run out before her body gave into the inevitable and she came again. She couldn't help feeling her pussy twinge a little, almost in complaint against the toy still buzzing inside her. Almost.

You see, there was that niggling thought in her mind that just about kept her simmering; what was in the last bucket that she knew was still there. The soft whisper, the almost gentle tease of the unknown mess awaiting her was getting her hot again. And then there was Sam..how hot must he feel right now? She almost wished she could see him, the very thought of him squirming and denied adding to her growing desire.

Suddenly, her wish was granted. She felt more than saw fingers scraping the goo away from her eyes, revealing Sam in all his gorgeous near nudity with one of the blondes still sucking and licking at his cock, each touch making him squirm and gasp. She had no idea how many times he had been edged, but he did look so close. It was easy to tell as his wicked tormentor pulled her mouth back to leave him struggling to follow her touch, his cock practically drooling pre onto the seat below him.

'Awww...do you like watching that?' Misty's voice glided into her ears and made her shudder. 'Is watching your cute lil crush get sucked off getting you hot again? See, I think it is. Try as you might, you are getting off on this. I know you must be so tired. But I think you have one more orgasm left in you.'

Ellie tried to push that thought away. She only had to hold out a little longer she was sure. Hold out and she would have at least frustrated Misty's little game. The issue was her words had only helped to raise her desire to knew levels, bringing forth the reaction she feared she couldn't stop.

'See..' Misty continued as if she didn't know the reaction she was having. 'I know you want to come. Come with all these people watching. Come even though you know it's gonna get you totally messy. So don't hold back. Cum for me.'

Ellie didn't even have time to whimper, her legs shutting against the surge of desire. But it was no good. Misty had pushed her buttons and it was too late to stop the toe curling orgasm building inside her.

Her eyes shut, blocking her vision before the bucket filled to the brim with cold, lumpy rice pudding did that for her, the complete sensory deprivation only highlighting her orgasm. All she could do was hump against the dildo inside her and ride it out, moaning as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss tore her apart.

How long her orgasm lasted, Ellie had no earthly idea. All she knew was that the strength of it washed away everything else until she could have blacked out. If she actually did she had no idea, but her next conscious memory was of being supported between Erika and Misty. Clearly she hadn't be aware enough, or conscious enough, to focus as she was released. Not that she was surprised, her legs felt like jelly. As did the rest of her really.

So she was very grateful to be allowed to sag down into a chair, only vaguely noticing that it was the very one that Sam had been tied too. Tired or not, Ellie couldn't help her head raising with a questing expression on her face. An expression tied to the silent question that was answered before she could ask it.

'So..I think Sammy's learned his lesson.' Lena chuckled with a grin towards where the now naked young man stood between Lucy and June looking completely embarrassed with his cock still rock hard. 'But it seems cruel to just leave him hanging, don't you think?'

Ellie couldn't help picking up something subtle under the soft laughter that rippled through the room, something that said they knew something she, and maybe Sam, didn't. That seemed to be lost on Sam as Lena cupped his cheek tenderly.

'I bet you'd like to come, wouldn't you? Hmm, Sammy? You'd like that? Well, you are in luck. Because I have just the thing to help with that. Our Grand Finale you might say.'

With a flourish, Lena pointed with a theatrical flourish towards the back of the stage, a perfectly timed signal for the curtains to sweep back to reveal the tall Perspex box that must have been there the whole time.

'You..want me to go..in that?' Sam whispered, sounding like he couldn't believe the sight of the gunge tank sitting before him with the door already open.

'That's the deal.' Lena smirked. 'Go in, or go home blue balled. Of course, if you go in, a lot more of you might be coming out blue.'

'On the other hand..' June whispered in his ear. 'If you go in, we can really take care of you. No more teasing, no more edging. You can let us take care of you until you explode.'

There was no way Sam was going to be able to resist that. Ellie was certain that no one in this club would have been able to resist that offer if they had gone through what he had. Herself included. One look at Sam told her she was right as without any hesitation he allowed June to lead him inside the tank, Lucy following close behind and pulling the door closed behind her.

Given the heavy clunk as it closed, all three of them were trapped inside until Lena decided to let them out. Ellie made a mental note to ask about the design of that tank later. Right now, she just wanted to sit and watch the show.

A show that started as both blondes moved to sandwich Sam between their near naked bodies, his cock pressed against June's tummy. With all the teasing skill and grace that no doubt came from their profession, the duo started to rock against their erstwhile victim who was already moaning softly, a sure sign that he wasn't going to last long, his cock rubbed against soft and willing flesh as two sets of boobs caressed and rubbed against him.

Of course, Sam might have lasted a little longer if right at that moment Lena hadn't yanked the chain attached to the top of the tank to send the thick creamy blue gunge gushing over the trio of gyrating bodies. Sam caught the most of it, its true. But the stream effortlessly bounced off his head to shower June and Lucy in equal measure, the blue gunk slathering over their heads and torso without any sign of slowing.

The feeling of his first gunging was clearly too much for Sam, all the teasing and erotic sights and sensations came to a head as he couldn't take any more, his overstimulated cock erupting all his pent up seed over June's tummy. His hips had added their movement to the soft bodies grinding against him, his frantic thrusts pushing out one long spurt of seed after another until he was completely spent. Amazingly he lasted almost until the tank was empty, the deluge stopping scant seconds after he did, the last trickles dripping onto his head, the thick blue gunge not obscuring his satisfied grin.

'Well, I promised you a Grand Finale.' Lena stepped up before the tank. 'And I'm hoping that didn't disappoint. Either way, that's all folks. Thanks for coming..especially you Sammy.'

To another round of laughter and a blush from Sam the curtain closed, drawing an end to what had been a very enjoyable evening for all concerned on the whole. One that Sam was very much hoping he would get to experience again, only maybe with just one certain girl in the tank with him next time.

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Sometimes the muse just grabs me and won't let go until I bring out something as hot and fun as this. Just gotta grab it and with it and see what comes out. I'm hoping you guys like the end results as much as I do. Want something like this for yourself, I'm always open to discuss story requests and commissions. Feel free to drop me a line. Or check out my Patreon.

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