David couldn't believe his luck. Well..actually, he often could believe his luck. Or lack thereof. Luck..or more accurately good luck..has never been something he could claim an abundance of. Not that he is unlucky, it's just luck never seems to go his way with anything serious. Sure, he gets lucky in little ways. Free fast food from promotional packets. The odd cheap prize from school fetes and raffles. But he is hardly alone in winning some of those. He's just never struck it big with a lottery ticket or one of the dozens of cool tech prizes he's entered competitions to win. Something his mind had wasted no time reminding him of the second he applied to the raffle he stumbled across online. After all, the whole thing sounded almost too good to be true.

A competition to 'win the chance to play out three WAM scenarios with a well known actress.' Had he received such an opportunity in an email, he would most certainly have suspected some prank being played on him by one of his friends. It wasn't as if he had kept his little..interest a secret exactly. But there was no way even his somewhat computer literate sister could have mocked up a website as genuine as the one he had stumbled across. And it had seemed too good an opportunity to pass up.


So he had applied, fired off his email address and forgotten all about it, throwing himself back into his studies and regular life on campus. That was life as a freshman for you. And David was just one of hundreds of average freshmen adapting with varying degrees of success to college life. Not that David considered himself average. True, it might have been going a bit far to call himself handsome, even if his sister and her friends did playfully rib him about that quite frequently. Which wasn't to say that he was unhandsome either. Much to his sister's annoyance since he sometimes managed to catch the eye of more ladies than she did, his fresh-faced youthful appearance that belied his 20 years of age by a good 24 months, naturally spiky brown hair and slightly toned body from dedicated hours of cycling seemed to be a winning combination on campus. And off campus too, if he was honest. Something that still made him a little bashful whenever a cute girl showed an interest in him, his usual confidence losing its potency for a few minutes before he rallied back to his usual self. Usually that initial flirting was as far as it went, mostly for mutual reasons that juggling first year studying and a social life didn't exactly sit compatibly. Which wasn't to say he hadn't had a few fun evenings with some very pleasant company but he was planning to wait until his second year to find something more steady. Once his workload had either settled down or he had settled into a routine. It was because of that workload that he had genuinely forgotten about the raffle. Until now. After all, he couldn't exactly ignore the email he was reading for the third time which still hadn't sunk in.


For against all the odds, he had won. It said so right here in digital black and white. The time. The place. The date. Advice on transport and journey times. It was all here. True details on exacdly what scenarios he would get to attempt and who this 'well known actress' was weren't forthcoming, but that did little to dampen his enthusiasm. Neither did the fact that the date for this event was a week away, luckily falling on a weekend he already had free from any plans. Patience had always been one of his strong suits after all.

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Thankfully David's patience wasn't tested as those seven days passed in a blur, the whole week not becoming the monotony of routine and boredom Part of him feared it might have done. Even the last few days and hours had rushed by to bring him to this eagerly awaited moment. Well..not quite. Strictly speaking David was a few minutes early. Having prepared his clothes and travel route the night before, coupled with a thankfully efficient set of train connections had lead to him being a little early. Which might have been why a few doubts had suddenly raised their head, now that he had time to think. Not that he was backing out, but he was certainly and suddenly questioning his choice of clothing. Not that anyone objective in mindset could have found anything wrong with the smooth pressed chinos and almost brand new superdry tshirt in a deep red with company logo in white splashed across the chest that he had brought last month with some of the money he'd put aside from his crappy part time job. After all, if this well known actress actually was well known and someone genuinely famous, he didn't want to turn up looking like a complete dork. Something he had balanced against the risk of his clothes getting ruined by..whatever doubtlessly messy scenarios awaited him. But that was a risk he was willing to take. It was after all those scenarios that had, when he wasn't musing on who the celebrity might be, been bouncing around in his mind. Which had created more than a few ideas that he very much hoped would come true.

At least his fears about this being a prank hadn't come true. Not unless it was hugely elaborate and he had been tricked to coming to the tv studio he now hovered outside of. Which still left the chance that he might be about to make a fool of himself. But that didn't stop him from plucking up his courage and approaching the reception desk set across the expansive foyer opposite the equally expansive glass doors that poured light over the smooth polished floor of a dark stained wood; even as he was still working out how to enquire about why he was here. Thankfully no enquiry was necessary, the friendly receptionist seeming to need no more than his name as she called over a blonde dressed smartly in a cream suit that matched her delicate alabaster skin. A blonde who politely directed that he follow her. And one who David found out was actually a senior executive here, the one who had arranged both the event and the raffle. Something that went a long way to finally quelling his last doubts that this was some kind of prank.

'I'm sorry to say that we are running a little late.' Emily said with a polite yet casual formality as she glanced at David who moved up a few steps to walk beside her, attracting his attention from the numerous doors labelled as various studios that he was led past. 'But we have somewhere you can wait comfortably. Ahh, here we are.'

Emily left that hanging in the air as she plucked a small card from her pocket, swiped it through the reader and pushed the door open as it yielded with a click. 'I do hope we won't keep you long.'

'I..thank you,' David said a little hesitantly, hovering outside the door for a second. 'Is..she here yet? The actress?'

'Not yet.' The blonde replied. 'She won't be long. Do make yourself comfortable.'

That didn't exactly bode well, David sighed to himself as he slipped inside to be greeted by a room decked out somewhat like a lounge, with a long couch set close to a low glass table upon which say a pot of coffee and two mugs. Still..he shouldn't really get his hopes up. This 'well known actress' was likely some obscure soap star or celebrity from a decade ago. So he wouldn't exactly be disappointed if she didn't turn up. So it was with that thought he settled into the couch and waited. And waited. And waited.

Five minutes became ten. Then twenty. Each tick of a those minutes dampening his mood and confidence that this would work out. 'I should have known this would be a disappointment.'

'I hope I'm not a disappointment.'

David's eyes went wide the second he heard that voice, his ears not daring to believe what he had heard. Nor could he believe what he saw when he turned. To say nothing of who. For the figure who stood just inside the door he had entered from wasn't some washed up star or little known face from a soap, but Natalie Dormer. Natalie. Dormer. An actress he had idolised, followed and crushed hard on before she had leapt to mainstream fame with Game of Thrones. And here she was, standing before him in real life and looking every bit as stunning as she did on screen.

Her piercing blue eyes and soft slightly enigmatic, classy yet friendly smile that was tinged with a soft yet unbelievably sexy smirk, one that highlighting her slender face surrounded by flowing shoulder length hair, the dark golden brown graced with the slight hint of curls. Thankfully she had come dressed casually in a black pleated skirt that fell just below the knee and a deep blue buttoned up shirt, those aforementioned buttons open to just above the imagined swell of her cleavage. Something that didn't exactly help David to relax. Being faced with his crush and idol, he could hardly have felt more bashful and nigh on intimidated had she come dressed as Queen Marjory. Lucky those feelings seemed unfounded as she sat down on the other side of the coach, her legs crossed delicately to give him a good look at the black patent high heels sat snugly around her feet.

'Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.' Natalie said casually, her easy going demeanour helping Pro to relax a little. 'Although I can see I did. Not that I can blame you. I did tell them that 'well known actress' might be a little vague. Kinda like a euphemism for something..underwhelming.'

'Well..I did wonder about that.' David replied somewhat awkwardly, his usual shyness when talking with a girl he liked having reared its head as it usually did, only a lot stronger. So much so that he was amazed he had said anything at all. 'But it's a nice surprise. I do love your work. I'm a real fan. Not just Game of Thrones but you were amazing in that. I've watched all your movies. And tv shows too.'

'Soo...you've already seen me topless hmmm?' Natalie laughed easily. 'Maybe you might get to see that in person too. I hear some of these scenarios are a little..interesting.'

'Oh.' David's eyes flicked to the book he had just noticed under her arm, his cheeks burning with sudden heat that only grew as his cock twitched a little, desperately hoping she didn't notice. Of course he'd seen her topless, a certain scene of Game of Thrones sitting very high on a private YouTube playlist of his, along with a very similar scene in The Tudors. A playlist he was very much hoping to expand with clips from her new movie The Darkness, which it was already hinted on the net would have another scene in the same vein. 'You've seen some of them?'

'Oh no.' Natalie replied, flashing him that wicked sexy smirk again as she joined him on the couch, settling down a bare foot away from him with her legs crossed. 'I thought we could look over them together and you could tell me what you'd like to do to me.'

'Well..I'd hope it won't be that one sided.' David replied softly. 'Have you..done anything like this before?'

'Not really.' Natalie said, her confident aura suddenly diminished just for a second before she rallied. 'I can't say I'm looking forward to it exactly, but I did agree to this. And it's only fair you get your prize.'

That wasn't the whole truth, David would discover later. While it wasn't exactly the same turn on for Natalie as it was for him, she did admit that she kinda enjoyed that she was turning him on. But that would come later.

That might have lead to an embarrassing pause in conversation which David could well have struggled to fill, had not Natalie had the perfect ice breaker up her sleeve. 'Sooo...you get to pick three so let's see what we have here, shall we?'

'That..doesn't seem fair.' David said quickly and truthfully, suddenly hit by a worry he would forcing her to do things all his way. 'I..could let you choose one.'

'Hmmmm...why not..sounds fair.' That soft, thoughtful musing was the only sound for a minute apart from the flapping of the laminated pages that filled the book, something that David couldn't help but take as a sign how messy things might actually be going to get even as he shuffled closer to take look himself. 'Wet T-Shirt Competition. Was this written by horny teens? Ducking the Witch. Dunk Tank Game. Funny..I expected this to involve more than just water somehow. Oh? Pie Fight? Can you have a Pie Fight?'

'Sure you can.' David hoped he didn't sound over eager with that, his heart pounding as he leaned over to read the page Natalie had stopped on as casually as he could. The idea of actually being able to Pie his secret crush and have her do the same to him was a dream come true and he would hate to scare her off. 'It's kinda a classic comedy sketch. Two people having a silly and almost scripted fight with pies and cakes and stuff like that.'

'I see.' Those short words might have proved disheartening to David had he not heard the unmistakable inflection of curiosity beneath them. 'It does seem very scripted. Apparently I'm just to stand there and let the winner...that's you..position me how he'd like before he pies me. It doesn't say where though.'

'Well..traditionally that would be in the face.' David said with a slight blush that came with a fervent hope she didn't pick up how he would like to pie her in other places as well. 'Says here you would get to do the same to me. We..could try that one if you'd like. '

'Sounds like you'd like it.' Natalie said, her face once again displaying that sexy smirk that only served to make him more flustered. 'Let's do it.'

'O..okay.' David said, trying to keep the sudden flutter of nerves in check. 'Yeah..let's do it.'

'Not so fast, silly.' Natalie replied with a soft laugh tinged with a teasing edge. 'You aren't properly dressed yet. And neither am I. We both have to get changed if this is going to be done right. Follow me.'

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David had expected upon hearing Natalie's announcement that they had to get changed that they would now separate while they did that and reconvene once they were ready to start the sketch. So you can imagine his surprise, not to mention the flutter of nervous excitement, as Natalie lead him towards the door at the back of the room which turned out to be a large, and shared, changing room complete with racks upon racks of clothes. It was into that room that Natalie strode with a gentle sway of her hips, leaving David to hesitate outside. Still, it only took a few steps for her to notice his absence and turn to face him slowly.

'It's okay. You can come in here.' Natalie said with a warm smile that David felt was genuine not a result of her acting skill.

'Oh..well..are you sure....wouldn't you like to change alone?' David asked slowly. Not that he was against the idea of changing in the same room where his crush was soon to be undressing. But he wouldn't want to presume that was what she wanted.

'Oh? A gentleman, hmmm?' Natalie said with no hint of mockery or derision. 'That's a rare thing these days. And yes, I'm sure. You are very soon going to be throwing a pie in my face. So I don't see any reason for us to be shy around each other. Sooo...come on in.'

'Well..if you insist.' David said with a soft laugh, his worries about presumption banished. 'They sure do have a lot of clothes in here. I'm not sure where to start.'

'Me neither.' Natalie admitted. 'So..why don't we just have a look around. The ladies stuff is down here and the gentleman's is on the other side. You pick something you like, then you can help me choose if I'm not done.'

'Deal.'

David spoke that word with perhaps a deal more conviction than he actually felt, but that didn't stop him from taking Natalie's advice and slipping into the what was practically a walk-in wardrobe. With the lines and lines of racks on either side of him, festooned with dozens upon dozens, hundreds perhaps, of hangers filled with all kinds of clothes imaginable. From t-shirts and jeans from most major brands to shirts and trousers that must have cost almost a months paycheque to elegant and stylish suits that could have been ten times that. Even a few tuxedos sat on a rack all of their own. And all of which would have been fun to try on. But he wasn't just looking for something fun, he needed something that fitted with the sketch they were about to perform. And it was upon that something that David stumbled as he wandered into a section seemingly devoted to uniforms of all kinds. Police. Fireman. Ambulance. Pilot. Lifeguard. Even a few with a distinct military vibe and a few more that left no room for doubt in that regard. But it wasn't those that caught David's eye. No, it was towards the uniform of plain white jacket and trousers with the distinctive hat that perfectly matched what he had been looking for. So it was with that choice draped over his arm and the hat
perched on his head that he returned to join Natalie. And it was certainly the hat that was the source of the amused grin she offered as she saw him.

'Oh? They gave you a bakers outfit too, hmm?' Natalie said with more than a twinkle of mirth in her eye. 'I thought about that myself. But I decided you deserved something a little more..sexy.'

'Well...I saw an apron back there.' David jerked his head back towards the racks he had just left. 'I could go get you that to wear.'

'Naughty boy.' Natalie flashed that sexy smirk of hers again, prompting a fresh blush from David. 'I was thinking more of something sexy to wear as well as look at. Which isn't to say we couldn't make that work later.'

The apron or naked with the apron. David mused silently as his libido thrust in a further thought. Or..maybe just naked. It was a thought that went right to his pants, making his already hard lennrg twitch sharply. Of course, that might also have had something to do with the outfit Natalie had just unveiled. The deep blue dress with a row of delicate cloth buttons that ran all the way from the waist to the very centre of the bust, completed with short sleeves and a long hem that would no doubt brush around her feet, already looked stunning before she had even put it on.

'And this is my kind of sexy. Yes indeed.' Natalie admired the dress against her body as she turned to strolled over to the mirror a few feet away. 'I might just have to buy one for myself. Since I think this one is going to get ruined shortly. Do you like it?'

'I do.' David said. 'But I'd like you in anything really.'

'You really are a charmer.' Natalie said with a laugh. 'Come on, let's get dressed.'

David eagerly nodded at that, his eagerness in no small part due to the fact that before that, they would have to get undressed. Which he still couldn't believe was actually going to happen, that something that had only been a secret fantasy was about to come true.

There was no Fantasy in the way Natalie, without a shred of shyness or hesitation, quickly slipped her shirt over her head without somehow having messed up a strand of her hair. It wasn't her hair David was staring at though. Part of him knew he shouldn't but the rest of him couldn't help his gaze from being drawn to, and tracing over, the delicate curves of her breasts still, for the moment anyway, clad in a lacy black bra. A bra that, much to David's regret she made no hurry to remove.

'Enjoying the show?' Natalie teased softly, her hand deftly unfastening and unzipping her skirt before gravity did the rest and pulled it down to reveal her gorgeous legs that stretched up all the way to the hips snugly embraced by a pair of black hipster panties.

'Sorry.' David blurted quickly, his head dipped until Natalie closed the distance between them to cup and raise his chin.

'Why sorry? If I didn't want you to watch, I'd have done something about it.' Natalie said earnestly, her smile not having faded as she reached to unclasp and remove her bra, giving the still blushing David a full view of her breasts topped with delicately darkened nipples. So enthralled was David by the breasts he had long dreamed to see in real life, that he barely noticed Natalie slipping her panties down her hips and then off one foot and then the other. But there was no way he could miss how she stepped close, so close her breath tickled his ear and her hand rested on the button of his trousers. 'Now...would you like a little help?'

'N..no..I'm good.' David stammered a little, his hands only shaking slightly as he undid his trousers before pulling his shirt over his head somewhat more clumsily than Natalie, leading him to hastily smooth out his hair before kicking off his shoes so his trousers could follow. Only when it came to his boxers did he hesitate, but even that was quickly overcome as David quickly tugged them down to stand naked before his on screen crush.

'Sooo..you did enjoy the show.' Natalie winked, clearly eyeing his rock hard erection with an expression that could only be described as impressed. 'Hopefully that's not the last thing today you will enjoy.'

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Hopefully not. That thought followed David as he himself followed the freshly dressed Natalie out of the dressing room. He had been right. The dress did look stunning on her, the waistband decorated with little squares of stitched material that gave a nice contrast to the smooth sheerness of the rest of the dress, that smoothness only broken by a few delicate folds in the material around her hips and on her sides. With the tight bust and flowing skirt it hide as much as it showed, but that wasn't something David was exactly going to complain about.

'Well..this looks impressive.' David took a second to realise she didn't mean the dress but the room around them he had overlooked completely. He had expected some cheap set but this felt more like an actual event or convention hall; complete with the stalls and booths around them. It was two of those booths that caught his eye, one bearing a sign with his name and the others with Natalie's set in similar pride of place. And both surrounded by pies and other assorted sweet treats that only made him more turned on as he imagined the use they would soon be put too.

'Alright.' Natalie said as she flourished the book that had sat tucked under her arm to quickly flick to the scene they had picked out. 'Let's see. We both have a few short bits of dialogue. Nothing very much, then we can pretty much improv from there.'

'Sound good to me.' David said, his heart beating a little faster as he cast his eye over the short script. While he didn't have the time to get it down word for word, that glance was enough for him to pick up the gist.

'Okay. Positions then.' Natalie said with a grin as she sauntered over to her boooth. 'Heh. I feel just like a director.'

'You look like one too.' David added as he moved to his booth. 'Apart from the apron.'

Natalie flicked him a coy smile before her tongue flashed out cheekily, her face quickly dropping into a serious expression he hoped never to really see directed his way.

'I can't believe this. Are you stalking me or something?' Natalie called out mock furiously.

'Me?' David shot back a little hesitantly. 'Are..you not stalking me? J..just a little?'

'Me?' Natalie retorted. 'I signed up for this exhibition ages ago. Best British Baker 2019. Why would I not be here.'

'Well..so did I.' David said, that second bit of dialogue a bit easier now the scene was going. 'It's not my fault you copied me.'

'Copied you?' Natalie said with a harsh laugh. 'Me? I'm the original deal. You are the one copying me. With those knock off pies of yours.'

'Are you saying your pies are better than mine?' David called back.

'Are you saying they aren't?' Natalie retorted, stepping out from her booth with a pie in hand. 'Just look. Great filling. Lovely crust. Smooth and consistent. Perfect.'

'You think so.' David said, suppressing a laugh at the silliness of this moment. 'I think you are describing mine. See the thick fluffy cream, layered over deep rich chocolate. No..maybe you can't. I'll have to show you, I guess.'

'No..maybe I'll show you.' Natalie said as she advanced on David to match his steps towards her, the two faux bakers now inches apart and surrounded by their respective collections of pies. 'See..look. It's this baking perfection?'

'No...I think this is.' David said, his heart beating faster as he realised he was about to live out one of his fantasies. 'But maybe you need a closer look.'

Natalie obviously knew what that meant, not resisting in the slightest as she allowed David to step in close and shove the pie against her face hastily. Not that he meant to, it was just that his nerves got the best of him. The thick shhhllcckk as the pie oozed around her face sent a thrill of arousal right through David, as did the aftermath of what he had done. Natalie's face was a mask of white decorated with clumps of crust and swirls of chocolate, the latter in danger of dropping down onto her chest as the remnants of the pie settled in place. Tempting as it must have been to sweep away that heavy mess, Natalie took it like a trooper as David surveyed his handiwork.

He couldn't get over how gorgeous she looked right now, her hair still pristine along with dress while her face was utterly coated in creamy pie that left her almost unrecognisable, only her eye showing though the white mass as she cracked them open.

'Oh..you didn't.' Natalie mock raged as she, to David's great delight, grabbed a pie from her own stash and without pausing to wipe her face clean, advanced on him with obvious purpose. 'See how you like this.'

Had she been really angry, Natalie would surely have just smashed the pie into his face. But since she wasn't, she took her time about it, each second that ticked passed highlighting David's growing anticipation. For she too took her time to prepare, pulling him close with a guiding tug on his shoulder, that free hand then moving to the back of his head to hold him perfectly still.

Unlike his hasty and nervous pieing, Natalie's pastry repost was slow and measured, taking advantage of the way he couldn't escape to ease the pie right against his face until all of him from forehead to chin and everything in between was buried in the sticky sweet mess, blinding him to the satisfied grin he imagined her supporting. Of course, he too could have wiped the cream from his eyes to look for himself, but he allowed her the same moment of victory she had allowed him. It wasn't exactly in the script, but it felt right.

Only when she spoke next did he actually move to scrape the massed cream from his eyes. 'See..mine are obviously better.'

'Oh? Are they?' Gripped by a sudden boldness that came only somewhat from the authority of the script, David moved Natalie to stand right before his booth, her back almost pressed against the sturdy wood as he picked up another pie with obvious retaliatory intent. 'Are they really?'

Natalie didn't respond to that, perhaps not wanting to throw David off. Whatever her reason, he eagerly took advantage of that silence to prepare for the perfect pie shot. Well..hit. He had toyed with the idea of throwing it but instead settled on the same slow press she had used against him, relying on the barrier of the booth to hold her in place. Tempting as it was to take hold of her head and almost force the pie upon her, he didn't quite feel he could do that yet. Which didnt stop him from fully smushing the pie against her already creamed face, adding a slow twist to ensure full she got the most coverage from sticky cream, the heavy cream added to the layer already coating her face.

'No..I think not.' Natalie said, blinking away the fresh mound of cream plastered to her eyes. 'I'll show you some real pies. Stand here.'

Unsurprisingly David didn't even think about resisting as she guided him over to stand before her booth, his erection rubbing with delicious friction against the soft material that sat right against his cock. The thought of what Natalie had planned for him next only added to his excitement.

'It's obvious that mine are better.' Natalie responded having already scooped one of her pies into her hand. 'Just look at this topping. Sure, yours aren't bad, I'll give them that. Just a little...heavy. Whereas this is perfection, not too heavy, not too light. Just perfect really. But why tell you when I can show you.'

David knew what that meant, finding himself suddenly gripped by the urge to flinch out of the way. But Natalie had taken his pieing like a trooper so he could do no less for her. So it was in a state of almost frozen anticipation that David found himself as Natalie delivered her pie right against his face, his vision and hearing blocked by the cream squashed against his eyes and squished around his ears. And blocked the soft moan he felt in his throat that had built even before Natalie compounded that sensation with a second pie which she eased atop the second. All of which did nothing to prepare him for the feeling of a third pie thrust against his chest, Natalie's delicate palms working the filling into his shirt in slow circles.

'There. See. Much better.' That almost gloating comment came as Natalie wiped his vision clean, presenting him with a vision of her grinning face which suddenly looked too clean.

'Right. I see. That's how it is, is it.' David said, gripped by a sudden surge of boldness that aided him in guiding her back to stand before his booth, playfully tugging her hands down to her sides. 'See what you think of these.'

Natalie wasn't given much chance to reply as David picked up two chocolate whip pies, both of which were quickly united in a glorious pie sandwich that smothered her head and hair in the brown filling. Leaving her to stand with that filling rolling down her shoulders, David slowly circled Natalie to check out his handiwork, something she clearly hadn't missed given the cheeky wiggle of her hips she shot that he could almost have taken as an invitation. Tempting as it was, some last remnant of his shyness held him back, but didn't from slapping a third Pie against her back, the cool cream splattered against the bare skin left by the low cute dress.


'Over there. Now. Against the wall.' Natalie mock scowled as she scraped the cloying chocolate from her face, putting action to words by grabbing his hand and marching him to where she directed him.

On top the shiver of fresh arousal from the sexy commanding tone of her voice, David couldn't help another surge of borderline sexual arousal from the feeling he being directed to some kind of pie firing squad. A thought that turned out to be correct as Natalie scooped up two pies to retreat a few steps. Which gave David enough time to shoot her a do your worst grin before she did just that. Her first shot was a little off, catching David on one side of his head to leave half of his face masked with thick custard. Yet her second made up for that, completing the coverage that her first had neglected. The custard wasn't thick enough to block his vision for long, having trickled out of his blinking eyes to see Natalie struggling to heft a impressive chocolate cake. The plate it rested upon dwarfed his face in both width and depth, prompting a half fake, half real step backwards as Natalie approached. Even with her lumbered by the cake in hand, there was little he could do to prevent the moist crumbly sponge laden with butter cream icing from being smashed against his face and dragged down his already ruined top in a sticky brown streak.

Flicking away the crumbly cake matted into his hair, David aped her earlier gesture and dragged Natalie back to his booth to make her stand almost against the wood again as he gathered what he needed for his playful revenge. Once again, he was thankful for the loose outfit he had chosen which easily hid the raging erection in his trousers spurred on by seeing Natalie so gloriously messy. Once again she stayed exactly where he had directed her even as the daunting collection of mess grew around her.

David couldn't help noticing how she eyed the jug of custard he had selected, a jug that she quickly found tipped over her, the yellow mass flowing evenly from the top of her head down to her shoulders. Just like he couldn't help notice the way she shivered as it trickled down her neck. Fighting back a shiver of his own, David wasted no time hitting her with three pies in quick succession, the first two full on against her face with the third dumped on her head. All of which left her buried beneath a mountain of cream and utterly blind to the crowning glory. Unable to see it coming, it was no wonder that Natalie shrieked ad he dumped her bowl of trifle over her head, her second coating of custard compounded by the slimy jelly and silky cream that came with it. This was a choice that surely would earn some appropriate retribution but given how amazing she looked dripping custard, slathered with cream and decorated with globs of Jelly, David figured it was worth it.

And he figured right. It was pretty obvious given the way Natalie waggled a finger at him before hurriedly assembling the ingredients of her equally playful Payback. Which didn't stop the both nervous and aroused David swallowing softly as she led him into the middle of her assorted ammo. Not that she gave him time to dwell on those feelings, starting off with the same triple pieing he had given her, the three heavy splats coming one right after the other. As if the mound of cream clinging to his face and hair wasn't enough, Natalie proceeded to grab and empty a whole can of whipped cream all over his head, the cream already clinging not muffling the hiss of the container as she went to work. And with him blinded even more than she had been, there was nothing he could do against the cloying bowl of vibrant pink eaton mess she dumped unceremoniously over his head, the sticky syrup running down his shoulders as the cream and berries splattered onto him with a sticky thud.

It was a splatter that proved too much for David, bombarded by sensations and with his head spinning, it was no wonder he skidded on the slippery floor to land in a sprawl as a pie flew through where his head had been.

'Hey..no fair.' Natalie pouted teasingly as she grabbed another pie. And with those words all hell broke loose. Seeing Natalie heft that pie, David scrambled for one of his own. And what had been a tit for tat one sided affair descended into an utter food fight.

Within seconds the air was filled with flying pies and flung cakes, both sides abandoning defence to just get the other as messy as possible. Even if Natalie was actually giving more than she gave, the cream splattered actress in her utterly ruined dress taking advantage of the ammo she had already collected, her rapid shots pelting David with pie after pie until he too was covered head to toe in cream, chocolate and custard alike. Sadly the motion of her offence couldn't last as she discovered to her shock when she reached for a pie that wasn't there. In her haste she had used up all her ammo while David still had a few things to throw.

'Ummm..truce. Oh..what the heck. Do your worst.' Natalie said, boldly standing firm as David grabbed two fresh pies. Pies that were quickly flung to explode against her face, flinging as much cream around her as against her. She still stood her ground against the continued barrage even as the cream continued to build in a white drift on her face, apart from that which slid down to cling to her chest.

'Is that all you have?' Natalie teased, her hands doing a little teasing of thier own as she rubbed and smoothed the massed cream against her breasts. Again, David couldn't help take that as an invitation and it was be so tempting. But still he resisted, not wanting to ruin this by overstepping the mark. So it was with great reluctance that he threw his last Pie against her face with a satisfying splat.

'That's all I have.' David said earnestly.

'Good.' Natalie said with a grin that the cream couldn't hide. 'Because as fun as this was, I want to see what's next. Come on. I think there is a shower with our names on it.

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When she had said a shower with their name on it, Natalie hadn't been joking, his celebrity crush wasting no time leading him by the hand back to the changing room and then through it, having easily pushed open the frosted door that lead to a room laid out not unlike a set of showers you might find at a public gym, the back wall lined with three cubicles each easily big enough for two people.

Which did seem to be the plan as Natalie wasted no time stripping out of her ruined outfit to leave it in a messy pile before the shower, before she herself slipped under the warm water that burst from the wide shower head, the still open door giving David a great view of her body as she rinsed the cream from her hair. 'Are you going to stand there all day? The water is great.'

Hoping very much that he hasn't misread her invitation, David still allowed himself to linger outside, and over the removal of his own clothing. Not just because he didn't want to appear too eager or overstep his bounds, but also because he was very much enjoying the view of the water cascading over Natalie's gorgeous, naked body; aided by a few sweeps of her hands to wipe away a few stubborn spots of cream that clung to her breasts. To think he was actually here, watching the actress he had adored taking a shower before his eyes, never mind the thought he was soon to be showering with her.

It was that thought that aided his cock in rising to full attention before he even stepped into the shower, his heart pounding as he stepped up over the raised lip to pull the door closed behind him. Looking back, it was also blamed upon his raging erection that David stayed at the edge of the temptingly warm water, his back quickly turned to Natalie in the pretext of washing his own hair.

True, she had invited him into the shower with her but somehow literally thrusting his arousal in her face made him squirm with shyness. Just because she was so casual being naked with him, didn't mean he was quite as comfortable with it yet, hesitant about..well..being too forthright he supposed. After all, anyone in his shoes would feel the same, standing bare butt naked in a shower with the object of his secret fantasies so close and equally nude.

'Here. Let me help.' Natalie's voice brushed against his ear as her breasts eased against his back, her arms guiding him with soft pressure fully under the water. Clearly in his musings David had paused mid-scrub, a hesitation which had surely prompted Natalie to make her tender offer of help.
'Or we will be in here all day. And I want to get you nice and clean so I can get you messy again.'

Had anyone else said that, David might have instantly taken offence, even if those feelings would have been turned inward to blaming himself for some imagined slight. But the gentle mirth he heard in those words allowed him to take them at face value, even if he did feel the need to apologise.

'I'm sorry..for..you know...' David felt Natalie's gaze follow his down to his raging erection as his cheeks burned, his arousal suddenly brought front and centre. 'That's not very...'

'Not very..what?' Natalie asked with a chuckle, her lips brushing his cheek soothingly as her hands continued to massage her fingers through his hair. Truthfully she had finished cleaning the cream from it a few seconds ago but her touch felt so good he wasn't going to ask her to stop. 'Professional? Sweetie, it's natural really. You should have seen the number of guys on GoT who really got wood during the nude scenes. Heck, even .... got aroused during the bedroom scene with Majory and Tommen. And I was wearing clothes then. So it's okay to get turned on by this. And by pieing me. Because that's part of it, right? You like watching that happen to girls, don't ya?'

'Uhuh.' That croaked whisper was all David could manage before he cleared his throat horsely. 'And..having it..happen to me too.'

'Oh really. Then we will have to see what we can do about that.' Natalie said as she quickly shut off the shower. 'Come on. Let's get dressed and we can get started.'

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'So..which one do you want to try next?'

That question came as Natalie, now wrapped in a thick bathrobe with a towel wrapped around her head leaned back in her chair with the book of scenarios open in her lap.

'Well..I did say you could pick one.' David replied with a shy grin, the same heavy bathrobe wrapped around him neatly covering his erection. 'And a promise is a promise.'

'True. So you did.' Natalie replied with a grin that was nothing short of wicked. 'So..let's see. No..no..maybe..too dull...ahhh yes.'

Those softly mused words followed Natalie's languid flicks through the book until she let it fall open on a page that clearly caught her eye. 'Yes..this will be perfect. And I've got the perfect outfit for you.'

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So it was that David, newly dressed in a school uniform complete with black trousers, blazer and tie, the latter with yellow diagonal stripes across it was lead along to another room off the dressing room, one that had all the hallmarks of a classroom. Which surely meant that Natalie was playing the part of a teacher, her outfit perfect for that role; namely a grey suit jacket and skirt combination over a tight white blouse completed by black high heels. That was all he has been able to guess about this scenario and the mystery of it had him quite excited.

'Sit down David.' Natalie ushered him into the classroom lined with a dozen desks, her head inclined towards the single chair at the front of the room. 'As your form tutor it's my responsibility to talk with you about this. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about.'

'Actually, I don't.' David replied as he did as she asked. That was true, despite her confirming his theory about the school setting, he had no idea what this scene entailed.

'Really.' Natalie moved to stand before him with crossed arms, her voice as stern as her gaze. 'Then let me remind you. For you've been a naughty boy. Playing all those pranks on your tutor. Surely you remember placing the bucket of red Gunge over the door to this very room so it fell on me as I walked in. You certainly had a good laugh as I stood there dripping in gunk. No? Or how about filling the teachers changing rooms in the gym with buckets and trip wires, waiting until I was in the shower and pulling the fire alarm, leaving me to trip each one as I dashed towards the exit. Or maybe you didn't think I would notice you watching, drenched as I was in gallons of pink and white slime. Or did you forget the time you tricked me into the cafeteria with talk of a fight, only to find dozens of your cohorts waiting with pies and cakes and buckets of Gunge, all of which I'm sure you told them to throw at me. I'm sure that jogs your memory.'


It didn't, how could it. David had never done those things but hearing Natalie's descriptions he truly wished he had. Just imagining how she might look after falling foul of those pranks sent his cock twitching, the sudden temptation to stroke his length almost too great to resist. Almost. With a slow breath David controlled himself, even as he allowed himself a shy grin, having made a mental promise to enjoy himself with those thoughts when he got home.

Natalie must have taken his instinctive grin as a response given how her eyes narrowed a little.


'I see you think that's something to be proud of. Well..that doesn't matter. Because the school has allowed me to take your punishment into my hands. So I've arranged a practical lesson for you, something the headmistress is very keen on as I'm sure you know. Now..stand up and don't move until I get back.'

Trembling with barely contained excitement that had his legs shaking as he stood, David endured what was most likely the longest wait of his life as Natalie ducked in and out of the classroom, returning with buckets upon buckets, trolleys laden with pies and a covered basket, the cumbersome shape being the last item she struggled in with.

'Oh no...school dinners. Not that. Please not that.' David replied deadpan, his sudden off the cuff improv catching even him by surprise. Seemed the last scene and the shower they shared had eased his nerves.

'Mock if you like.' Natalie said coolly. 'I don't think you will be so cocky when I'm done with you. And you do seem...cocky.' There was no missing the subtle meaning behind those words, even without the pointed glance Natalie shot towards his tented trousers, the loose material not hiding his erection in the slightest. 'But we will get to that later. I'm sure you'd love to 'burst', wouldn't you? Well..I'll be doing the 'bursting' here.'

That made no sense to David, at least until Natalie whipped the cover off the basket, revealing the mass of balloons inside. Before he could question that, Natalie grabbed three of them, marched over to him and stuffed them under his blazer before fastening the buttons to trap them against his shirt. Instantly David's breathing hitched up, the odd wobble of the balloons telling him they weren't full of air but something much thicker. And messier.

'I'm sure it wouldn't take much to make you burst. Just one touch maybe. Like this.' Natalie punctuated that with a slap against one of the balloons which exploded instantly to fling green Gunge across his chest. Barely had that started to seep through his shirt than Natalie did the same with the other too, red and blue joining the sticky mess that dripped down over his trousers.

'No..don't move.' Natalie commanded even though he hadn't. 'I'm not done yet.'

So it was that Natalie, careful of the Gunge slicking his shirt, grabbed what turned out to be the last four balloons, tucking three of them under his blazer again. The last one she kept, raising it over his head before delivering a heavy smack against it. The pop rang in his ears seconds before the gloppy Gunge splattered onto his hair, dripping over his eyes and down his neck. The other three got the same treatment, the forceful smacks adding to the Gunge soaking his shirt and sticking it to his skin, a multicoloured stream working its way over his trousers.

'Look what you have done to your uniform.' Natalie half scolded, half teased, a little smile breaking her stern act. 'Get that blazer off this minute, and your shirt too.'

'Fine.' David grinned, still playing the surly student as he peeled off the sticky cloth to stand before her in just his trousers. 'Happy now?'

'Oh no. You still need to learn your lesson.' Natalie chided. 'Lesson one..how it feels to be coated in pies. Let me give you a taster.'

David knew what was coming but that didn't entirely prepare him for the pie smushed against his face with a wet splat, the cream stuck to him like a white mask. Or for the next two clapped around his head in the classic pie sandwich that clung to his hair which the first pie had left untouched.

'There. You see.' Natalie's voice dripped with cool satisfaction. 'Now, hold out your hand. It's your turn. I want to see you humiliate yourself as you did me.'

A little disoriented David still managed to raise his hand to feel the heavy weight of a pie rested on his palm, the firm pastry sagging a little from the cream that filled it.

'Now..push that into your face.'

Hesitantly, mostly because he was struggling to keep his balance, David raised the pie slowly to ease it against himself. Sadly too slowly, as his hesitation simply sent most of the filling tumbling to splat over his shoes, only a little cream added to the crust topped layer against his face.

'No..no..no..terrible.' Natalie chided even as a scrape of plastic on wood alerted his attention. Which did nothing to protect himself against the bucket of water splashed over his face, the forceful fling warning away the pie blocking his vision. 'Here. Try that again.'

Trembling a little from the cool water, David hefted the fresh pie and drove it with all his might against his face. Despite himself he couldn't stop screwing his eyes shut as the creamy filling plastered itself against his face, more than half of it flung against his hair.

'Better.' Natalie said firmly as David scraped the pie out of his eyes to see her collect two more pies. 'And these..no..not there. On your chest. Go on.'

Gripped by the excitement of where this might be heading, David did just that, clapping the pair of pies against his chest, the cool cream flung over his nipples and down his stomach, his skin tingling everywhere it touched.

'How does that feel? Humiliating?' Natalie asked. 'Because this is what you did to me, pelting my face and chest with pies as I begged you to stop. I bet it turned you on, pieing my boobs didn't it? You even went so far as to pie me..somewhere else.'

David's cock twitched again, both those words and the way Natalie stepped up behind him lanced straight to his libido. As was the way she hefted a pie into her right hand. 'So...what if I pied you there? Slammed this pie into your crotch like the ones you flung at mine.'

David wasn't given the time to respond as Natalie did just that and thrust the pie forward with a heavy splat as her hand massaged the cool cream into his crotch; the hasty pieing turned into a lingering grope, her hand curled to stroke his shaft a few times before her fingers rolled down over his balls.

'Mmmm...you like being groped by your teacher hmm?' Natalie whispered, not stopping her sensual caress as she grabbed another pie which she drove against his stomach with a heavy splat. With David's moan being answer enough, Natalie switched to rub her palm over his head very slowly as her other hand rubbed a fresh pie and its creamy load all over his chest while her fingers tweaked his nipples.

It was David's creamy load that occupied his attention though, the soft slow caress of his shaft building to a release he knew he couldn't contain if she kept going. So it was with mixed relief and disappointment that he released a ragged gasp the second age stopped.

'Such a naughty boy..getting turned on by the touch of your teacher who is punishing you.' Natalie replied with a grin of pure wickedness. 'I think I really need to punish you. Come here.'

Confused yet still excited, David followed Natalie as she sat down in the chair he had recently vacated as much as he followed the guiding hands that eased him on his stomach over her knees. 'You know what happens to naughty boys..they get spanked.'

'Spanked?' David whispered as Natalie deftly undid his trousers and in one smooth movement tugged them and his boxers down. This sudden stripping made his cheeks glow with heat, but not as much as the slap of her hand against his bare flesh. It didn't really hurt, just a quick stinging smack that faded to a warm glow even after his yelp of surprise faded only to build to another as Natalie drew her hand back again. Two became three, then four, then five; his cheeks growing warmer with each hit even as he began to anticipate the strike of her palm. Strikes that stopped as abruptly as they started, leaving his butt truly red and glowing.

'Oh yes.' Natalie replied belatedly. 'But I'm not done yet. I think you need a little more. How does a pie spanking sound?'

Wonderful...amazing..exciting..too much? All those words bounced around his head without much of an answer being produced beyond a low moan which seemed to be enough of an answer for Natalie who wasted no time grabbing a pie.

At least, not with grabbing it. No doubt looking to draw out his expectation and excitement of that moment, Natalie left the pie balanced on her hand while David squirmed in her lap; his ass still glowing and his cock rock hard. Made only harder by the thought of what she was going to do to him next, by the simple thought of his on screen crush smashing that pie against his ass making him twitch.

Which was nothing to the twitch he felt when she actually did it, the pie literally smacked against him with a wet slap, the coolness of the cream soothing his inflamed cheeks a little even as it inflamed his cock even more. See, the hard swing Natalie delivered had flung the cream not just around his ass but down over his cock and balls as well, leaving his crotch more than dotted with the creamy whiteness.

SMACK.

David had missed Natalie's grab of another pie and as such the next strike against his ass came as a total shock, the explosive strike chucking more cream down between his legs to add to the mounded mass clinging to his groin as more was also plastered against his cheeks.

SMACK.

David lurched forward from the force of the third, his cheeks burning as he could only imagine what he looked like, bent over the knee of his onscreen crush, his cock smeared with cream, to say nothing of his freshly spanked ass, the burning in which didn't stop an amused chuckle slipping from his lips.

'Is something funny?' Natalie asked sternly.

David didn't know how to answer that without breaking character. He would have liked too, to say how surreal it felt to have lived out one of his most private fantasies with the woman who had been the focal point of them. But he couldn't find the words so he settled on a simple 'no, miss.'

'Good. Because I have lots more pies I could spank you with. But I'd rather save them. Now..get up. And sit down here. I may have spamked you enough but we aren't done with your punishment. No..leave your clothes where they are.'

David shivered at that thought, his hands having dropped away from his trousers to leave them bunched around his ankles as he sat, his shirt and blazer that hung down over his waist doing nothing to hide his cream coated erection. An erection that Natalie was now eyeing purposefully.

'Oh? Are you enjoying this?' Natalie leaned over him, one hand on his bare thigh, the other so close to his cock as she mimicked that hand slowly jerking him off. 'Does it really get you hard being punished and spanked by your teacher?'

'Maybe it does.' David said boldly. 'Maybe you'd like to..do something about it?'

'Oh?' Natalie replied with a faux mocking tone that made David shiver with excitement. 'Something like this? Hmmm? Something like your teacher jacking you off until you cum?'


'S..something like that.' David replied, that stutter having come as Natalie went further than teasing, her hand now performing the act she had mimed a few seconds ago, her hand tugging and stroking his cock.
'I could..of course.' Natalie whispered. 'But..this is supposed to be a punishment. So I guess I should punish you more.'

'I don't see this as punishment.' David gasped breathily, his cock twitching with the first pulses of his release. 'Fuck, you are good at that.'

'I know.' Natalie smirked. 'And I know it doesn't. But what if I..stopped. Hmmm? Would that be..punishment?'

Just as Natalie breathed that last word, she did just that; her hand tugged off his shaft a second before David came, his rushing orgasm suddenly stopped in its tracks as his cock strained upwards in urgent need, his hips thrust after her retreating grip.

'See..this is what I can do to naughty boys who find their teacher sooo sexy.' Natalie whispered slowly. 'I can take their desire, their naughty lusts and make them a hundred times stronger until they beg for release. If I wish. But..I think you are already too worked up. So I think we need to cool you down a bit.'

David was torn between liking and not liking the sound of that, the second proving the one that won out as Natalie moved back to the collection of pies and buckets to grab one of the latter. With a little bit of effort she hefted the smallish black bucket over to sit between his legs, allowing him to see the slushy and somewhat thick pink substance within.

'Can you believe they had all this ice cream nearly melted in the cafeteria.' Natalie whispered, her hand dipped lightly into the pink slush. 'Luckily for them, I took it off their hands. And I think this is a much better use than throwing it away. Now..brace yourself..this is very cold.'

Cold was an understatement. Goosebumps raised all over David's thighs simply as Natalie lifted the bucket towards his cock, the wave of chill surely a harbinger of what he was about to feel. Yet nothing could have prepared him for the feeling of the icy, slushy, half melted ice cream poured over his length and balls. He half trembled, half shivered with each litre of slush tipped against him, the bucket raised up and up, pouring the whole load over his cock. True, more of it was pooled beneath his feet than clung to him, but the cold effect lingered with icy tingles that hadn't exactly curbed his desire.

'Now..pull your boxers up.' Natalie said firmly. 'For I have a question for you. Do you know what I banana split is?'

Somehow David had the feeling it wasn't the traditional dessert that she was thinking about, so he shook his head slowly. A denial that drew another smirk from Natalie.

'Then I think I should show you.'

Heart pounding with excitement the ice cream hadn't quelled, David followed Natalie as she stepped away to return, unsurprisingly, with a bunch of a particular yellow fruit in hand.

'Bananas.' Natalie said coyly. 'Nice and soft and squidgy. The perfect base for a banana split. And I bet you can guess where these are going.'

David could indeed and wasn't exactly surprised as Natalie quickly peeled two and tucked them into the sides of his boxers, against his hips. Or when she added two more at the front, the soft fruit nestled against his rapidly rehardened cock. What did come as a surprise was the fifth tucked neatly down the back of his boxers and snugly between the crack of his ass too, the already slightly mushed fruit making David squirm before Natalie grabbed and tugged his boxers up into a hard wedgie that drove the soft banana deep into his crack.

David couldn't help but release a sudden moan of mixed pleasure and disgust as the soft banana was squashed against him, his erotic suffering only prolonged as Natalie fixed the wedgie in place with the help of a sticky cream pie that she plastered against his boxer covered ass.

Content that the squished mess wasn't going anywhere, Natalie quickly moved to compound that feeling, her hands suddenly clapped against the bananas on his hips, adding to the mush in his boxers. And as if that wasn't enough, Natalie slide her hands around to his cock.

David's eyes went wide as he realised her intent, helpless to do anything but watch as Natalie carefully lined each of the last two bananas up against his shaft before pressing her hands together. Just like he was helpless to do anything but squirm as the mushy mess envolped his cock, her hands squeezing and mashing the soft mass against him, almost teasing him as she rocked his length from side to side, only stopping when he released a low moan of tormented pleasure.

'Oops. Seems you are getting excited again. That's okay though. Every banana split needs some ice cream.'

David froze at that, the mere thought of another coating of the icy pour bringing him out in goosebumps. Luckily...or unluckily...Natalie had something else in mind as she quickly brandished a tub of vanilla ice cream, this one closer to frozen than the bucket, and an ice cream scoop. One she put to good use, scooping out an elegant curled ball of ice cream which she neatly dropped into his boxers, right on top of his cock. More followed soon after, the heat of his body against the icy desert resulting in a trickle that grazed down over his balls, the cool caress making him squirm again.

'There. So we have bananas and ice cream.' Natalie said as she rose to admire her handiwork. 'I guess now we need the cream.'

David guessed what that meant, his head suddenly raised in shock in perfect time to connect with the first pie that Natalie threw, his face taking it square on. Yet Natalie didn't stop there. David had guessed she had kept more than just a few pies back, but nowhere near the storm of creamy filled treats that exploded against him from all sides. If it wasn't one splashed against his chest, it was one dumped into his lap. Or slapped against his neck. Or rubbed over his hair, followed by a second along his shoulders. Then another slapped onto his stomach. Or two sandwiched around his head. Such was the near non stop pieing as soon all of him from his face to his shirt and blazer to his bare legs and groin were swamped under a heavy mass of pies, the cool cream seeping through his boxers a little by the time Natalie drove the last deep filled Pie against his face and smeared it down over his chest.

'There. Don't you look yummy.' Natalie said with obvious mirth. 'A perfect banana split. Well..no..actually.,something is missing. Ah yes.'

What Natalie meant, Dsvid had no ideas. Until his head was enveloped in something heavy and sticky that he couldn't place, until the rich smell of toffee filled his nostrils. Unseen by him, Natalie had obviously hefted some container of toffee sauce which she was now pouring all over him, the sticky sweetness oozing over his shoulders to caress his front and back alike, to say nothing of slapping and slipping into his lap, running down his legs in heavy rivers even as it pooled around his groin.

'Now we are done.' Natalie said over a thump that was most likely her putting the bucket down. 'Now..stand up. I want you to explain to me why you deserved this humiliation and how you look.'

Shakily, Dabid did just that, the final humiliation of this last shaming only heightening his desire and arousal again. 'I..deserved this because..I played humiliating pranks on my teacher. I..pranked her and allowed her to be humiliated by messing her up. And allowing others to do the same. And..I..I.look like a banana split. I..feel like one too.'

'Good boy.' Natalie said firmly. 'I think you've learned your lesson. But to make sure, I want you to pull up your trousers and walk home just as you are. That should help the lesson sink home. Right. Class dismissed.'

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Again it was and with much less hesitation on his part this time, David and Natalie returned for another quick shower. Not that David didn't wish he could have lingered in it longer now the ice had been broken but he was too eager to move onto the final scene. One which he had the perfect idea for.

'So..' Natalie prompted as she sat with her robe tied at the waist yet slightly open to tease him with a glimpse of her cleavage. 'Do you know what you want to try next? This is the last one I'm afraid, so I'd make it a good one. Some fantasy you'd really love to live out.'

'Oh....I've got one.' David replied coyly as he flicked to the scenario he had glimpsed earlier. 'Ive always wanted to be on a messy Gameshow. And this one is perfect.'

If only Natalie knew how perfect. It might almost have been written just for him, his cock twitching with each twisted detail he read. Had she known, she might not have been as willing to go along with this bit there was no hesitation as she rose delicately.

'Well then..we had better get changed. Unless I'm doing this naked.'

Actually, Natalie wasn't as blasabout this as she seemed, pretty sure her chances of getting away clean weren't great. After all, why leave it to chance when you could..arrange things...to ensure she got messy anyway. Still...she had been pretty 'cruel' to David time and it was only fair to give him revenge.

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'And here is tonight's contestant on Impossible, the fiendish show with fiendish prizes.' David announced from where he had quickly taken his place of the oval stage raised above the faux audience that responded with recorded applause, a stage dominated by the pair of chairs set slightly off Centre yet in full view of that audience. 'So please welcome, Natalie.'

Wearing a seemingly genuine shy smile plus the outfit of tight buttoned down black skirt and matching skirt under the grey jacket David had chosen Natalie bounded out onto the stage brightly. 'Thank you David. I'm glad to be here.'

'And glad to try for our grand prize of £20,000 pounds.' David continued having gone full cheesy quiz-show host. 'But..we aren't going to make it easy for you. After all, this is 'Impossible.' Are you ready? Good. Now..we have three games for you. But we like to ease you in. So..have a seat and we can get started.'

'Now..Natalie.' David continued as she settled into the seat a safe distance from his. 'This is just a simple quiz. Ten points for a correct answer. Something less..sweet for a wrong one. Or it could be sweet as well. Anyway, let's get going. Question 1....Comedian Ronnie Barker's Westminster Abbey memorial service began with the clergy being led in by servers bearing how many of what item?'

David couldn't believe he kept a straight face as he asked that question, knowing Natalie couldn't possibly answer it. And very much looking forward to the surprise he had in store for her afterwards. Especially as at the very second he began asking that question, he could see the understanding form on Natalie's face as she realised what he already knew; this questions were literally impossible. And meant to be. All of which surely was the source of the mock incensed look she shot him.

'Oh..errr...two cups of wine. That's wrong, isn't it?'

'It is. But we like to be fair here.' That comment drew a canned chuckle from the audience. 'I'll give you another guess if you take off your jacket.'

'Sounds fair.' Natalie sounded like she had a hunch she knew where this might go even as she slipped off her jacket to reveal the shirt buttoned tight around her breasts. 'Maybe....seven bibles?'

'No..Four Candles.' David said gleefully. 'Bet you didn't see that coming.'

Natalie hadn't, but she couldn't miss David grabbing a bucket as he advanced towards her. Just like he couldn't miss as he upended the ketchup filled container to drench her head and shoulders in a glossy slosh of red, her recently revealed shirt catching the run off that pooled around her neck and down her back.


'Question 2.' David continued without missing a beat. 'To an Inuit, what is an umiak?'

'Oh....I know this. It's a canoe.' Natalie replied, sounding smug in her surety that she had out foxed him.

'Nope. Want to try again? It will cost you another article of clothing?' David grinned.

'Fine.' Natalie grinned back as she slipped off her shoes to send the black stilettos clattering to the floor, not seeing any reason to strip when she was right. 'It's a canoe. I know I'm right.'

'Wrong. It's a large canoe.' David replied as he grabbed and flung a creamy brown liquid against her chest which turned out to be a bucket of chicken soup, the smell reaching her nose as David tipped the last clammy dregs over her now bare feet.

'That's not fair.' Natalie fumed with an anger her laughter softened, the creamy soup matting her hair and seeping through her shirt removing any effect of her fury anyway, the fabric pulled tighter against het breasts by the thick liquid.

'That's Impossible.' David replied. 'Question three. In decibels, which of these is the loudest?(a) Washing machine (b) Ambulance siren (c) Refrigerator (d) Hair dryer.

'Hair Dryer?' Natalie said with a wild stab in the dark.

'Nope. Close. If you want to try again, it will cost you that shirt.' David said cheekily.

'Fine. It's a washing machine.' Natalie struggled to undo the buttons with her slick fingers, treating David to an impromptu striptease before she slipped off her shirt to reveal her breasts nestled inside the lacy black bra David had picked out, the fine fabric already stained with a few traces of soup now unprotected against whatever awaited her next.

'No..Ambulance Siren.' David said cockily despite not knowing that himself.

'Oh come on...no.' Natalie shrieked as David raised the next bucket, a complaint well founded as she was doused in a runny sloppy sweetly smelling sludge that turned out to be peanut butter, the water mixed through it allowing it to pour and splash everywhere, her newly stripped breasts catching wave after wave that rolled over her shoulders and across the front of her face. All of which prompted her to wipe the brown slop from her eyes before Natalie flicked what she could off her fingers, all of which did nothing to the coating of muck clinging to her torso and dribbling over her hips.


Question 4. In the official Spice Girls' video for Wannabe, who sings the second line, 'So tell me what you want, what you really, really want'?'

'Like I know that.' Natalie sighed theatrically, despite a small chuckle about being proved right. This was entirely rigged and David was loving it. She couldn't see it but she was sure his pants were tenting. 'Posh Spice?'

'Want to try again? It will cost you thought.'

'Why not.' Natalie followed his gaze to her skirt already streaked with layered brown muck. 'It's ruined already. What do I have to loose? Baby Spice.'

'Your bra maybe.' David said suggestively as he advanced with her bucket. She braced but there was no preparing for the steady pour of runny, slimy and utterly gross eggs that swamped her hair and clung to every inch of her exposed skin, the resulting waves flooding down to pool against her panties and seeping through the far too thin material. Her bra likewise offered no protection, the lacy fabric allowing a good portion to ease against her skin and nipples. Which might have been why she flinched, a shiver running up her spine that David couldn't miss as he gleefully completed her yellow slippery coating.


A slippery coating she took like a champ, sweeping her hair up to settle back in the chair, seeming perfectly cool despite how..icky she must be feeling. Truthfully, she felt disgusting. While she didn't mind some of the mess David had inflicted upon her, at least vicariously enjoying some of them, eggs was not something she was a fan of. Unlike David who did seem to be taking some vicarious pleasure of his own from her..suffering. An enjoyment that didn't seem to be enough to make him slip out of character, despite the aroused flush she could see on his cheeks. ' Question 5: At the 2011 US Masters, which country had three of their golfers finish in the top six?'

Natalie paused, genuinely umming and ahing over that one, secretly delighted in a way. This was the last question and she would hate to have to throw it to continue her loosing streak. Far better...in some twistedly kinky way...that her complete humiliation be genuine rather than affected. 'Ummm...America?'

'No. That's not right.' David said, already having hedged the bucket, seeming to struggle with the heavy contents. 'But I can offer you another chance to avoid this, if you give up that bra. You might get it right.'

No chance, Natalie mused with a private smile. And David knew it, no doubt certain in his chances to Gunge and mess her completely topless. 'I'll play.' Natalie replied, her chest thrust out as her hands fiddled with her bra strap, her breasts jiggling a little before her slick hands released the clasp to let the yellow stained item fall away, the only thing hugging her body being her tight panties and a slick layer of yellow over the heavy coating of still dripping brown slop. 'Scotland.'

'Ohhh..good guess. But wrong. It was Australia.' David said with a broad grin, one that only grew wider as he advanced on her, bucket already raised. Natalie squirmed a little, both fearing what he had in store and secretly enjoying his enjoyment of her humiliation, suddenly hyper aware of her nudity in a way she hadn't been before.

Truthfully, so was David. He could barely stop his hands from trembling as he looked over Natalie as she sat nearly naked before him, his slight hesitation only adding to the delicious look of anxious anticipation on her face. He was almost mesmerised by the sight of her raising and lowering breasts, her nipples topped by trickles of the creamy eggs still dripping from her head. Taking a deep breath and hoping his excitement wasn't too obvious, he tipped the bucket to let the thick blue cake batter pour over her head to a gasp from Natalie.

While her head took the first deluge, her breasts quickly made a more tempting target so David..fervently hoping he didn't cream his boxers...moved the stream forward to pour across her face, the change of angle directing it neatly over her glorious boobs while still coating her head in the gloop. Her face and nipples alike had both vanished beneath the slick sweetness long before David had finished, having kept the bucket tipped to ensure she got it all before he took a shaky step backwards.

'Well..Natalie..you scored a well attempted zero points on that round. Still..it's all to play for next round and Im sure you can make things up.'

Natalie doubted that as she allowed David to gracefully help her out of the chair, whispering in his ear. 'So..the next round is a fair game?'

'Oh..no..it's completely unfair.' David whispered back. 'But a lot of fun for me.'

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'Right..we have tested Natalie's knowledge.' David said as he guided the still slimed and topless celebrity to just behind the middle of three circles marked on the stage around where the hastily removed chair had once sat. 'Let's hope ste is better with her hands. Although we might find out how good later.'

Natalie wasn't sure what that meant, but given the 'audiences' laughter it clearly would be something against her favour. 'Now...this is a game of reactions. In these three hoppers above Natalie are six objects which she will have to catch when they are dropped. Each one she catches in the sixty seconds she will have the chance to throw at the target behind me for bonus points. Which all means there are 1200 points up for grabs if she gets them all. But for those she misses, we have a little something else planned. Are you ready?'

'Sure.' Natalie said with a genuinely nervous giggle, this whole game no doubt as utterly rigged as David promised. After all, each hopper was bottomed with four tubes spread a good foot apart in a square, meaning the object..or something else.could be dropped from either one. One thing was for sure, the last game had clearly been an excuse to strip her so she would face this nearly naked, with no clothes between whatever mess was coming her way.

'Good. Now..we have been generous. Before the object drops, a circle will light up. All you have to do is reach that circle and catch what drops. Ready? Good. Go.'

Despite the obvious set up, Natalie sprang into action and raced towards the middle circle the second it flared to light, her eyes darting from tube to tube as she tried to predict where the object would fall. Something made much more difficult as without warning a wide spray of foam erupted from the floor before her, filling her eyes as it layered in growing mounds against her chest and stomach. That didn't stop her seeing and lunging for the pink tennis ball that dropped to her left, but by the time she moved the ball had already bounced away behind her.

Blinking foam from her eyes as the spray trailed off, Natalie was just in time to see the circle to her left light up, prompting a mad dash across the foam slicked floor with a grin as she spun around, placing her back to any potential trick as she readied to make the second catch, her foamed breasts bouncing softly as she ran. This time she was ready, her hands flung out to catch the pink shape that dropped to her right. Only this time, the ball was joined by a stream of pink slime that splashed against her front and across her panties, flung across her body by the sudden angle of her arms. Thing was the ball was even more drenched than Natalie, the slippery slime meaning her hasty grab only served to send it flying like a squeezed bar of soap.

'Nope. Missed that one.' David called out helpfully. 'Oh..on your left.'

Determined to make as good as game of this as possible, Natalie dashed back the way she had come originally, her hands already outstretched for the best possible chance to make a catch. Sadly all she did was run right into a wave of black that wrapped around her head and hands alike before it quickly grew to envelop her whole body. Shocked and blinded by the sudden slick that cascaded down over her front and back in a slippery torrent, Natalie utterly failed to see, never mind catch, the black stained ball that bounced off her hands.

Natalie wasn't the only one shocked, David's eyes going wide as the topless actress vanished behind the curtain of thick motor oil like sludge that clung to her every curve with a glossy sheen, his cock twitching with sheer erotic delight at the sight of her utterly plastered with the thick black goo. Had he not been so shocked, he might just have come then and there.


Wiping her eyes clear of the slimy black muck, Natalie was just in time to see the square to her left flash alight. As much to get out of the drop zone of the black gunk as try to catch the next one, Natalie broke into a sprint that carried her right beneath the four tubes. Blinking away slime, she readied herself, breathed, lunged and caught the ball square in both hands, her fingers pressed tight into the yielding roundness...just before the ball exploded in a cloud of white, the tightly packed kilogram of flour showered over her torso as she spluttered and coughed.

'Oh..did I forget to mention the trick balls in there.' David said with a chuckle. 'My bad. Thirty seconds left.'


Resigned now to getting utterly messy, Natalie dashed back to the middle circle..her haste sending her feet slipping on the slick rubber as down she went with a soft thump, the ball she had meant to catch bouncing off her head a second before she was drenched in a drop of a green slime as thick as the black had been, swamping away the coating of flour in its heavy drag over her body.

Dragging herself back to her feet, Natalie made a dash for what she feared would be her last chance to regain some sense of honour, if she could feel any slathered in slime as she was. Sadly the mat was so slippery under foot that she barely could get up any speed, having arrived in the right circle a bare second after the ball had dropped..but just in time to recieve the barrage of slime and foam from all around her, strands of pink mixing with flung whiteness until she was coated from head to toe and back again.

'Oh dear...you aren't having much luck, are you?' David said as if she actually had a chance of winning while he moved carefully to the edge of the slime dripping mat, his eyes on Natalie as she was in much the same state. 'Still..we have one more game to play if you are to avoid the special surprise we have for those who don't.'

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Natalie had no real confidence about that as she stood still drenched in the glorious mass of foam and pink slime, surrounded as she was by buckets of slime and huge creamy pies. It wasn't those that worried her though, it was the large pool of Gunge set a few metres away from her, connected to a ramp with an ominous looking chair atop that.

'So..here we are at our final game. Natalie's last chance to avoid a drop in our famed dunk tank.' David said with obvious glee. 'Our game is simple. All Natalie has to do is find the key we have hidden in one of the buckets or pies around her. The key to what you may ask..well..these handcuffs of course. Would be too easy if she could use her hands. So..arms behind you please Natalie.'

Like the good sport she had been, Natalie slipped her arms around to the small of her back as David with barely contained excitement clipped the furry black cuffs around her wrists before tugging on them to make sure they were secure. 'Comfy? Good. Here..let me help you kneel down. Oh..and you won't be needing these any more.'

If Natalie was surprised by the gentle tug on her panties that came after David eased her down to kneel on the soft mat thoughtfully placed beneath her, she didn't show it, gamely lifting on leg then the other to let him slip them off her ankles, treating him to a glorious flash of her pussy each time.

'Think of if like apple bobbing.' David suggested. 'We've placed the key in a plastic ball so all you have to do is grab it with your teeth.'

Now that she was closer, Natalie could see the blue plastic shapes floating in the blue filled bucket before her. So.. .bare butt naked, Natalie awkwardly shifted closer to the nearest bucket and..with a momentary deliberation...plunged her head into the blue slime, like one would bobbing for apples. Wasting no time, she grabbed the first ball she could feel, fished it out and..with some difficulty..dropped it down where she could scoop it up to crack it open. Feeling nothing but the residual slime on her fingers, Natalie moved back to try again. Again she raised up with a face full of slime, blinking it clear as she fumbled with this new ball, only to find nothing again. So back into the bucket she went, bringing up the third ball which she more deftly passed to her hands and cracked it open. If she had been sure this one contained what she sought, she was disappointed. She didn't let that disappointment hold her back as she moved to the next bucket and with
her head clear still dripping a mask of blue plunging her head in again. Luckily she hadn't seen the contents first, this green slime lumpy with something that made her spine shiver.

That didn't distract her from plucking out all three balls at once and dropping them between her legs, before despite tge layer of thick gunk gluing her eyes shut, spinning around to reach for and open the trio of slippery balls. Faster this new method might have been, but it still yielded the same result.
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'Here..let me help.' David gracefully knelt to wipe the Gunge from her eyes. 'That's better. Maybe it's in the pies. You could try those if you like.'

Knowing he would like that, Natalie shuffled towards the pies she was conveniently facing so she could slide her face in deep. The pie was so deep with the fluffy cream that it was the only way she could reach the ball. Yet that deepness did nothing to stop her finding the two balls quickly enough, a hasty rummage revealing no more so she sat back with her face coated in a heavy mask of cream like she was visiting some very odd salon.

Deciding she might as well get the messy bit overwith, Natalie attacked the line of pies with renewed gusto, quickly collecting the remaining balls, each time returning with her face slathered either in chocolate, custard or more of the heavy cloying cream. Despite the acculatted mess now dripping and stuck to her chest, and well aware of how much of a mess she must look, Natalie grabbed the closest of the balls in turn, expecting each time to feel the solid shape of the key in her hand.

Watching on as the Gunge and pie slathered beauty struggled to find the key, David fought to keep a straight face, sure that she would cotton on any second to the one piece of information he had kept from her. Yet it wasn't until she discarded the last ball that Natalie raised her head in obvious confusion. 'It's..not here. Did I miss it?'

'You..must have done.' David said deadpan. 'Here. Let me help.'

His 'help' was questionable as David took hold of and guided Natalie's head into each pie in turn, rubbing her head into the filling as deep as he could, adding to the mess clinging to her face and rolling over her boobs. 'No..not there. Must be in the buckets.'

Guided back up to a sitting position, Natalie wasn't exactly surorused when David grabbed and poured the duo of buckets over her, treating her to a helpless shower of blue then green before discarding the now completely empty buckets as she dripped in the cloying mess. 'Hmmm...it's not there. So..where...ohhh...dear...it was in my pocket all the time.' David admitted as he earned a playful scowl from Natalie as she realised just how badly she had been set up
'And you didn't find it, so the rules say that means you loose. But I'm willing to offer you one last reprieve from Dunk Tank. If you can make me come in a minute, I'll spare you that.'

'Oh?' Natalie chuckled, not really seeing that as a challenge. After all, up this close she could see David's erection against his trousers, obviously seeing her so messy really having him gotten so horny. 'Is that all. Can I use my hands?'

'You can use anything you like.' David whispered as he gentlemanly wiped her face clean with a towel, a kind guesrure on the surface but really he just wanted her face clean when he came all over it. 'But it must be about my pleasure alone. And I have to come over your face. If you swallow it, then I'll dunk you anyway.'

'Doesn't mean I can't start with my mouth.' Natalie promised, those words becoming a deep moan as she unbuttoned, unzipped and pulled down David's trousers and boxers to sink his cock deep into her mouth. That moan became deep, gasping slurps as Natalie expertly deep throated her young stud, her mouth dipping down to brush his base with each sucking slurp. Despite enjoying herself greatly, Natalie kept track of David's twitches and jumps, waiting for that moment when he was just on the edge. The second she felt it, she pulled back to tug on his balls as her mouth popped free, holding him there as he gasped in barely controlled pleasure. '30 seconds left hon. Think you can hold back? Hmmm? Can you resist my hand for that long? Well..how about this?'

Honestly, David had his doubts. But there was no way he could resist the feeling of his cock slid between her slimed, gunged, pied and foamed breasts, the wicked mess and soft flesh encasing him perfectly as she jiggled around him, rolling over his head and shaft alike until she dipped lower, pressed her breasts tight around him and rocked until he could take it no more.

With a moan of pure sexual delight and erotic bliss he wasn't sure could be topped, David came, ropes of sticky cum forced from his now freed tip to coat Natalie's face as she milked him with slow rubs between her breasts, easing him through the last of his pleasure with a satisfied smile. While she had been curious about the dunk tank, she took pleasure in having outsmarted him. Little did she know David would have the last laugh.

'Ahh..ahh..so..mmm...you made me cum.' David whispered. 'And I bet you think that spares you. But..' David trailed off as Natalie's cum streaked smirk faded a little. 'Since you thought you could wheedle your way out of it, I'd say that deserves a dunking as punishment. Please follow me, my lady. Your ride awaits.'

If Natalie felt any trepidation as she was lead towards the imposing pool of Gunge, she didn't show it, her steps not faltering as David guided her up the short set of metal steps connected to the flat platform upon which sat and oversized lever that no doubt caught her attention, then further up into the chair that awaited her, the comfortable padded seat which creaked the creak of fresh leather that signalled beyond a doubt she was taking the virgin ride in this machine.

Despite his calm exterior, David couldn't contain his sudden thrill simply from seeing Natalie seated there, mere feet away from the Gunge that was soon to claim her, to soon have her naked body tossed into it. But maybe not as soon as she thought.

There was no mistaking the emotion on her face as she flicked her gaze towards the lever David had now advanced towards, her teeth cutely worrying her lower lip. As much as she was becoming accostomed to being gunged, the prospect of being dunked into a vat of it was something else entirely. 'So..that's the mechanism that's going to dunk me in there?' Natalie whispered.

'Eventually.' David replied. 'First it's going to do this.'

Despite the heavy clunk of the lever, there was no missing the shriek from Natalie as the chair lurched, no doubt fearing that movement signalled her dunking was afoot as her hands gripped the smooth leather beneath her ass. Something that would doubtless not have saved her, had the lurch actually been a tip rather than the start of a slow ascent up the ramp behind her, the chair dragged higher and higher until she was a good ten feet above the slime.

'Oh..that's a long way down.' Natalie swallowed. 'And..that does look like a lot of Gunge from up here.'

'Well..I wouldn't know.' David replied teasingly.

'Want to come up here and see?' Natalie asked with a smirk.

'No thanks.' David said, despite being tempted. The idea of sitting on her lap as they hurtled towards the Gunge together was a delicious one. But he much preferred to watch the show from down here. 'I still have more to do down here.'

'No..wait..can't we just..I'm not...ahhh.' Natalie shrieked again as David tugged the lever up a little in its housing, the naked actress once again sure that her gunging was imminent. So you could imagine her surprise when the chair stayed right where it was, leading her to wonder if the mechanism had failed. Only it hadn't. Before she could ask any of the dozens of questions filling her mind, the purpose of that shift became clear as not one, not two but three pairs huge brushes that would have seemed perfectly in place at a car wash descended from the ceiling, each one locked into level Place on either side of the ramp, the soft almost feathery bristles perfectly placed to brush against Natalie as she was rolled through them. Something that would have been bad enough had they not been layered with creamy foam that clung to them in heavy clumps.

'Ohhh no..I'm going through those..aren't I?' Natalie whispered.

'Yup.' David grinned as his fingers tightened on the lever. 'Ready? No. Well..here we go.'

This time Natalie's shriek was well founded, the clunk of the lever followed a second later by another as the chair released to begin sliding her down towards the tank, her eyes screwed shut as she approached the brushes. A good thing too since barely a foot before she reached them, three foam cannons in the ceiling sprung to life, dousing her with more of the creamy white before she even touched the brushes that had now started to spin, flinging the cream all around her as the soft feathers caressed and teased her skin, leaving little tingling touches on her breasts and nipples thar made her shiver.

Worse still, those foam cannons followed her, adding to the creamy mass the brushes wickedly spread over her body until all outline of her curves had been lost, slathered beneath the creamy mass that bubbled and tingled around her, pressed against her bare skin with a silky teasing touch that felt wickedly..well..bizzare. She wasn't sure if she should moan or grimace, somehow caught between the storm of both emotions, as she was left practically a white blob in a seat still hurtling towards the Gunge. All Only that wasn't quite right. Distracted by the soft sensual touch and disoriented by the blinding foam, Natalie had missed that she wasn't hurtling, more rolling sedately. Something she only noted when she jolted to a halt at the bottom of the ramp.

'Wha..what the fuuuu...' Natalie spluttered as one last jet of foam exploded against her face, cutting off her shocked profanity.

You didn't think I'd only do that once, did you?' David said with a grin Natalie couldn't help but see as she wiped her eyes clear to glare at him. 'No..I'd like to see that again. So up we go.'

'Wait..no...mmmph.' Natalie squirmed as she was dragged back up the ramp and through the sprayers alike, the whole thing so much worse this time. With the slowness of the ride she was left at the mercy of the sprayers for longer, the mounded cream bubbling and cresting around her, slapping against her breasts as it rolled between her legs until she was utterly unrecognisable. The tingles of the cream had returned as well, the pressure of the moving mass adding to the stimulating and utterly alien sensation of so much creamy mess against her bare skin, her legs almost rubbing together against a wave of stimulation she had no idea what to do with.

She couldn't begin to describe the sensation, the heavy mass almost defying her brains ability to process it properly. Maybe it was the lack of sight adding to a kind of sensory deprivation that only heighten what she felt. Maybe it was simply the almost sensual touch against her flesh still teased by the erotic arousal of the blowjob she had given David and her unreleased need to feel what she made him feel. Or maybe it was simply the unspoken sexual nature of this act, of knowing that David was enjoying every minute of her messy humiliation. Either way, it had her overwhelmed.

'Alright. Here we go.' David said with a firm grab on the lever, leaning all his weight against it as he yanked it firmly. Now..the still foam coated Natalie couldn't see the finality he put into that, but even blinded she could feel something was different this time, the chair beneath her quickly released into a rapid slide nothing could have stopped.

All of which left her clinging for dear life as she raced through the brushes that whipped the fresh release of foam all around her in one frankly unnecessary third foaming, her hands gripping the seat as she awaited the sudden jolt that would fling her into the Gunge. Down and down she raced with heart pounding and body tingling until..the chair lurched to a halt, the special hinges releasing to not just throw but tip her forward to send her tumbling into the swirled white and black gunk with an almighty splash, her foam covered frame sinking from sight for a few seconds before she emerged free of foam but dripping from head to toe, not that they could be seen beneath the Gunge lapping around her thighs and nearly brushing her pussy, her hair utterly flattened to her head as Gunge rolled over her hardened nipples.

Then it wasn't just over her nipples it rose, for Natalie herself had risen right into the path of the massive deluge of pink sludge that exploded against her head, wasting no time in rushing over her helpless body, the multiple tanks ensuring that no matter how much rebounded and umbrellaed out from her, equally as much clung to her skin in a perfectly smooth layer of pink that hugged her closely.

Already so gunged as she was, Natalie just took it, her hands pressed to her eyes but making no other effort to defend herself, not really seeing the point. Since it wouldn't exactly make any different and she wouldn't deprive David of his fun. Since surely he was enjoying this very much.

And he was. Despite the awesome blowjob he had received less than three minutes ago, David was rock hard again, his cock pressed against his freshly zipped up pants as he turned towards the audience, somehow remembering to stay in character.

'Well..wasn't she a good sport. Give a big hand for Natalie everyone. And join us next time to see if our next plucky guest can achieve the Impossible.' David paused to lower his voice to a teasing whisper. 'We all know she won't of course. Good night.'


Final scenes...maybe 8000 words. Natalie has to suggest they still have more time and she is having fun so why don't they try a few scenes together. They talk it over while sharing another shower. They won't need outfits for this one. It's going to be a fun teasing idea maybe tied down so she can torture him a little, maybe a little erotic teasing to punish him. If he can hold out and not cum, she will end up in the tank. If he cums or begs to cum, she gets to put him in there and can do what she wants to him. It's a little game. Luckily what she wants to do is make him feel good.

The second the scene ended, Natalie had wasted no time ushering David back for another shower, the young man eagerly slipping inside the close cubical with her. Yet his eagerness was twinned with a touch of sadness. For amazing as this day had been, creating memories that would last him a lifetime; he couldn't escape the thought that it was over now. And he was just starting to relax around Natalie as well.

'Here. Let me help.' David offered as gentlemanly as he could muster as his length brushed against Natalie's stomach. After all, he didn't really need the shower himself, so the best he could do was help her clean up.

'I think I might need some.' Natalie replied with a cheeky wink, the fresh water stream only having gone so far cleaning the Gunge from her curves, a swirl of white and black and pink curling around her feet. 'I didn't think I'd get this messy. All that foam and Gunge...it certainly was an experience.'

'I'll bet.' David replied, his hands guiding the soap laden sponge over her breasts in soft sweeps, something he wouldn't have felt comfortable doing just a few hours ago. 'And I should say thank you. I've really enjoyed today, meeting you and getting too..well...Gunge you. I know it wasn't such fun for you maybe but...thank you.'

Natalie paused in her firm washing of her hair to glance back at him with an expression he could only describe as..bashful. 'It was..more fun than I imagined. Once you get passed how weird it feels. It's just a shame I didn't get to put you in a Gunge tank.

'I know.' David replied with a slow, almost wistful smile. 'Still..maybe next time.'

'What's wrong with this time?' Natalie asked with a steady voice David could almost have taken as serious. It wasn't until she held his gaze without a flicker of mirth that he dared hope she was being serious.

'But....we only got three scenes.' David asked slowly, his hands continuing to caress her long cleaned breasts almost on rote, the rolling suds and streaming water helping to wash the rest of her clean.

'True.' Natalie allowed her head to roll back to rinse out her hair, her breasts suddenly jutted into David's now frozen hands. 'But they booked the place for the day. And we still have some time left. Lots of time really. So..howsabout it? I really want to get you back for that rigged Gameshow. And I think I know just how to do it.'

'Oh? You have an idea in mind?' David asked, his cock twitching urgently even as Natalie spun around and guided his hands to her back, sighing at the soft caress of the sponge. Matching the hardness in his cock was a tremble in his voice as his excitement returned full fold, a ripple of anticipation fuelled by not knowing exactly what Natalie did have in mind. 'And something for me to wear I bet?

'I do..especially about the outfit.' Natalie grinned. 'And the best thing is..you are already wearing it my dear David.'


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David had to admit to being surprised how true to her word Natalie was on that. Somehow he had expected that, like the last three scenes, he would be given an outfit first and for some flimsy reason made to strip before the game started. But Natalie had other ideas.

For while she slipped away to choose her outfit David was left standing in the changing room in an awkward sort of silence; which only became more so when the door behind him opened to admit a pair of women. While David had settled into a sort of shy comfort being naked around Natalie, the sudden arrival of a stunning blonde and her equally gorgeous brunette companion shattered that moment, David's hands unconsciously moved to cover his cock as it twitched.

While he couldn't exactly be expected to control his arousal, it didn't help that the two girls were dressed so..enticingly. The blonde had chosen a red top over a black skirt that didn't quite settle togrhher, revealing a teasing flash of taut stomach in contrast to the way the smooth woollen material flowed all the way down her arms and sat snug around her breasts. The brunette on the other hand had an outfit that didn't tease a flash of stomach as bare it, her matching grey top and skirt equally tight in the right places but leaving her stomach completely on show. As much on show as their legs fully on display from the mid thigh hem of the skirt all the way down to the cute black boots that hugged their ankles in soft suede support.

'Ummm...hi?' It wasn't the most flattering greeting in the world but it was the best that David could manage, his throat a little dry as his cheeks burned with fresh shyness.

'Hi there.' Blonde answered for them both. 'No need to be shy sweetie. And no time to dawdle either, we need to get you set up. Follow us.'

'O..okay.' David said, a little relieved as both girls turned and walked ahead of him; his eyes trailing the sway of their skirt clad hips as he followed. 'I thought Natalie..'

'She'll be along.' Brunette answered. 'We just need to get you ready so it's all good to go when she enters. You'll understand soon enough.'

David could have expanded on that, pressing for more details but he decided he liked the anticipation more. And his head was swimming with anticipation. He had no idea what Natalie had planned for him, but her promise to get revenge for the rigged Gameshow was filled with delicious possibilities. Perhaps she had another Gameshow setting in mind for him, setting him up to fail as he had her, throwing him into fixed games that were just as unwinable.

And David might have continued to believe that had the room the girls lead him into been designed in the style of the classic Gameshow of his youth. Yet instead of the expectation of a GYOB style set complete various games set up around him, David found himself stood before a set more akin to some kind of chat show, the dimly lit circle of a stage filled with what looked like a long low couch set beside a highbacked chair. An illusion completed by the faux audidnce filling the seats, a collection of vague silhouettes stretching back ten rows or more perfectly finishing the atmosphere.

David didn't really have time to adjust to the sudden feeling of exposure that gripped him, despite knowing the audience wasn't real, before he was lead to settle into the high backed chair that adjusted around him and supported him, his erect cock standing proudly for all to see.

'There. You just make yourself comfortable. Natalie will be along soon. Oh..and we will be over there. I'd hate to miss the show.' Blonde said with a chuckle, both she and her companion quickly taking the two open seats he'd missed on the front row, his shyness returned full fold as he realised he now did have an audience.

Try as he might, David couldn't exactly relax, the storm of emotion of his excitement about what Natalie had planned and his shyness about this scene being watched by others making him squirm slightly as he waited for her to arrive, his heart pounding with every second that passed.

'Good evening and welcome to "Splattershow."' Natalie said with a bright smile as she hurried onto the stage to a perfectly timed flare of a spotlight which caught her in all her glory. And she did look amazing. With her hair elegantly styled and brushed, David could have been forgiven for thinking she had spent hours in make up rather than ten minutes. But it wasn't her hair that held his gaze, his eyes inexorably drawn to the slinky black strapless dress that seemed to hug her torso so tight that only gravity held it up; the sheer fabric artfully cut to reveal a flash of leg. 'The messiest show on TV. As I'm sure David here..'

Natalie paused as a series of softer lights rose to illuminate his chair, highlighting his nudity and exposure as he grinned shyly.. 'as I'm sure David here knows each week I invite a guy along to play a game for awesome prizes. What he doesn't know is that I've picked that guy from the suggestions you send in for guys you think need to be punished. Only this week, I've invited David along myself because I have found in him a guy who really deserves to be punished. Of course, he still thinks he has a chance to defend himself, don't you David?'

Not really, David mused as he suppressed an excited shiver. He had known this was going to be 'unfair' on him but he was just now starting to work out that maybe Natalie had found a more rigged scenario than he had.

'Well..as you all know..' Natalie said with obvious glee to the assembled 'audience.' 'What happens to him is down to you. So..let's get this show on the road. And why not start with a classic. Splosh Roulette.'

That announcement was met with a ripple of applause and cheers which while being an obvious recording somehow added to David's squirms, the audience clearly eager to whatever was in store for him. And David might have kept his eyes on the sudden hive of activity around him had Natalie not knelt before him with a sweetly wicked grin as wicked as her whisper. 'Soooo...I bet you are wondering how..fucked you are now? Hmmmm? Well..you aren't. Or..you won't be. Not unless you loose. See, the audience doesn't know how you tricked me, how you humiliated me, how you face fucked me to get me to save myself from the gunge. And then gunged me anyway. So..if you want to win this game..unlikely as that is..you had better not even think about cummimg sweetie. Just one beg to cum, just one utterance of that word, and you are mine. Are you ready? No..well...I am.'

With one last smile Natalie rose smoothly and stepped back, allowing David to see what the frantic hive of activity had produced. And when he did, he couldn't suppress a gasp of surprise. Before him was what he could only describe as a the reel from a fruit machine like you would find in an arcade, the round machine having been lowered from the ceiling to hang a few feet away, letting him take in all the details of it. While the symbols on the obviously digital reel were blank, he didn't like the look of the nozzle fixed into the middle. Or the pipe that snaked from it up into the ceiling. And he certainly didn't like how his chair was quickly dragged by the series of rails beneath him under the reel, the nozzle now aimed at his cock.

'I think you can see how this is going to work.' Natalie said sweetly. 'But just in case, I'll explain it too you. I've already programmed part of the machine with random amounts of money on some of the slots. The rest..well..I've given the audience to fill with their top choices of the hundreds of disgusting slop, goos, slimes and other messy substances filled to the brim in the tanks above you. Each time we spin the wheel, you either win some cash or your cock gets coated in something icky. All clear? Good..let's begin. Oh..wait..we can't have you touching yourself and spoiling the game.'

There was no mistaking the glee with which Natalie moved to fasten around his wrists the leather straps David had missed on the arms of the chair. Or with which she grabbed the huge lever beside the reel which now was illuminated with various symbols of which David could only make out the word mud before it started to spin.

David watched with baited breath as the reel slowed and the first symbol ticked into place, proudly displaying the word 'soup' in bold red letters. And he wasn't exactly shocked when the other two clicked into place to match up with the first. No..the shock came when without warning the cool slippery gush of creamy tomato soup splurged over his cock, utterly surrounding his aching member in its slick caress, the excess pouring around his balls and beneath his ass. Try as he might, David couldn't resist rocking his hips a little, the slippery touch and forced pleasure urging on a response. Had he been gunged all over, the whole sensation might have been less extreme. But concentrated on his cock, the whole thing was made more stimulating. To say nothing of Natalie eyeing his pleasurable squirms with genuine amusement.

'Bad luck. Let's try again.'

David was sure luck had nothing to do with it even as he wrestled with the tingling arousal in his cock, squirming at the thought of what he might get next. And he wasn't exactly shocked when the wheel rolled to a halt on 'cream', the reels having barely avoided stopping on the mud symbol that hovered like a threat. David still had to bit his lip to avoid moaning, his already stirred and excited cock twitched again as he fought back a moan, his hips pressed up into the cool, thick white mass cascading over his tip and down the sides of his shaft like a cool slippery mouth, almost torturing him with the soft pleasure it gave.

'Hmmm...one last try. Maybe you can still hit the jackpot.' Natalie teased as she grabbed the lever again. That phrase maybe wasn't a coincidence David mused even before the first reel locked into place on the jackpot symbol. Surely this jackpot wasn't going to be cash either, that almost a given as the second locked into place. David was of course proved right as the third followed suit, a loud ringing bell heralding the huge gush of mud that swamped over him. And not just over his cock either. Massive tanks in the ceiling opened up too, turning the hapless youth into a mass of brown wet oozy muck that surged over his struggling frame, his cock jumping and twitching in barely contained near release, the touch of the unexpectedly bizarre slippery sludge gliding over every inch of his skin only serving to highlight his arousal .

'So...David didn't crack on that one. But it's only going to get harder from here. In more ways than one.' Natalie chucked.

Despite himself David couldn't help being excited by that, the enticing rush of that emotion holding his flushed body at the same heights of sexual pleasure, his aching cock now drowned beneath the gallons of mud poured over him, a fresh wave slipping down his legs as someone, he couldn't see who with the mud slathered over his eyes, helped him out of the chair to stand before it unsteadily.

The loss of his vision had the room spinning around him, which made it somewhat of a miracle that what happened next didn't send him tumbling onto his ass. Unseen by David, Natalie had taken the hose she had been offered and without warning opened up on him with the powerful yet thankfully warm jet of water which quickly made work of the clinging muck.

Guessing the 'show' had been paused given how the now clean teen was presented with a towel that he gratefully dried himself with, David was left wondering what would happen when it picked up again. Something he was still wondering as Natalie lead him back to the chair that had been as rapidly cleaned and dried as himself, seeming to take great glee in pushing him back down and securing his arms back into the cuffs.

'So...David.' Natalie said, those words surely a sign that the show had started again. 'I suppose you think you did well there, hmmm? That you did good to hold out? See..the thing is sweetie....I knew you wouldn't crack..all that was just to get you warmed up for this. Because I know that as much as you like getting messy, it really turns you on watching it happen to others. So..I've got the perfect thing to really push your limits.'

David would have asked what that meant had he not noticed the wide inflatable pool, like a kids paddling pool only wider, being carried into the open area before his chair. A pool that, thanks no doubt to the same vat that had coated him earlier, was quickly filled with sloppy yellow custard. Okay, so it wasn't filled that deep, the pool only holding about a foot or two of the slippery treat but it was still holding enough of it for what Natalie had planned.

'i don't think we should keep him waiting ladies. Come on up here.' Natalie crowed as if she had worked out what David was thinking when in fact he was in the dark about what this meant. And it was in the dark he stayed as the blonde and brunette advanced onto the stage, the pair who while revealingly dressed before, had taken that to its extreme with the tight gold bikini's they had donned, the snug fabric pulled taught around full breasts and firm hips alike while doing nothing to hide more than a flash of nipple.

All of which had David's cock straining again before they stepped into the pool, carefully picking their way to opposite ends as if they were squaring up to fight, both girls set into a low squat with their feet planted wide and locked on the other.

'Isn't this every guy's fantasy?' Natalie asked coyly. 'Watching two hot babes wrestling in something mucky? Usually it's mud I know, but that idea didn't go down well. And speaking of going down..'

Despite hearing those words, David couldn't pull his eyes away from the 'fight' developing before him, swallowing hard as the blonde 'tackled' her opponent into the custard in a wave of yellow that left them both soaked and splattered in equal measure. Really no young guy who shared his kink could have torn his eyes away from the near naked beauties rolling around in the yellow pool, boobs and stomachs pressed together as one then the other gained the upper hand, both girls now drenched in the custard which dripped from their hair and bodies alike.

Unless of course he was suddenly exposed to something more..stimulating. Which was a pale description of the sensation that washed over David's cock. Unnoticed by him, Natalie had taken hold of his shaft and was very slowly jacking him off, even that slow touch feeling amazing as his arousal bubbled up in the wake of her hand.
It was taking all of David's self control not to rock his hips as he had done under the cream, and even that restraint was being tested. Even without the stimulating show before his eyes, Natalie's caressing of his shaft would have felt heavenly. But with it, it was almost too much to resist.

Try as he might, and he wasn't trying that hard, David couldn't ignore the orgasm stirring within him, his mind given over to the pleasure pressed against him as blonde suddenly was against brunette, having flipped her to drive her face and chest first into the custard. And it might have been that sight that brought him to orgasm if Natalie hadn't pulled her hand away.

'Oops. Were you about to come.' Natalie teased with a slow lick of her lips. 'Well..it's not that easy. I need to hear something from you first.'

David was tempted of course. Just a little. But Natalie had played his game and he was sure he could play hers a little longer.

'Not giving up?' Natalie teased. 'Good boy. Just means I get to do this.'

What this was David found out as her tongue snaked out to flick over his head in a slow lick. Closely followed by another. And surely by another had he not moaned unbidden. 'Ohhhh...you are close.' Natalie grinned. 'And very excited. You'd just love to blow your load inside my mouth hmmm?'

David didn't dare move or speak, not trusting himself not to crack even as his throbbing desire slowly ebbed away. Too slowly for his liking, his relaxation countered by the sight of the brunette bikini clad babe flipping the blonde onto her front and with a gentle yet firm handful of hair dunking her face into the custard again and again, her other hand teasingly rubbing over her slippery ass.

While it was obvious that blonde was enjoying the touch, she wasn't so thrilled by the dunking which was what no doubt promoted her to push herself up into a crouch and flip the surprised brunette over her shoulder and into a playful pinfall which she took in good humoured grace.

That sudden bout of activity might have helped David relax more, had not the brunette shown how well she took the loss by sharing a kiss with the blonde. What had been messy wrestling became a messy make out session and David was enthralled, his vision filled by the two custard soaked beauties cuddling, caressing and kissing; their hands running and gliding over the slick curves of the others barely bikini clad flesh, fingers lingering to tweak and caress the hard point of a nipple.

'Oh...god.' David whimpered, not sure if that soft utterance came as blonde broke the kiss to tenderly brush her lips against brunettes forehead, allowing their slick breasts to ease together. Or from the burst of pleasure as Natalie's mouth took over where her tongue had left off, treating him to slow teasing suckles he feared he might go mad from.

Excited though he was, and more horny than he had ever been in his life, Natalie was somehow reading his reactions and stopping her attentions just before he came. Or slowing to a torturous bob of her lips that held him just inches away from coming despite the growing erotic show before him.

Seemingly not content with just kissing and maybe making good on her victory, blonde had pulled brunette against her front, one free hand now cupping her breast, the other slipped lower to ease between her spread legs in a soft caress she couldn't help responding to as blonde whispered apparent sweet words in her ears between tender kisses on her earlobe.

While brunette was in sensual heaven, David found himself in some kind of limbo; his cock throbbing so hard and dripping pre that almost mimicked the release he craved so badly. Natalie had somehow pushed him so close to the edge and yet just held him back enough that his orgasm was out of reach.


'You know what I want to hear.' Natalie whispered, her breath caressing and teasing his cock back to the edge of that plateau of near release. 'Just say it and this can end. Say it sweetie. Say it for me.'

David had to clamp his mouth shut to prevent those words spilling again from his lips, not sure how long his resistance could hold out. Luckily not much longer was the answer, a shrill buzzer making David jump in anticipation of something gooey poured over him. Thankfully the dreaded gunging that would have broken him never appeared as Natalie leaned back with a slightly peeved expression on her face.

'Well..looks like you lasted the time. Oh...sorry...did I not mention this was a timed game? My bad. Still..you won't have to worry about that. This last game is all or nothing.'

David wasn't exactly surprised by that, even if he could barely focus on that thought. Dazed by his near orgasm and the head swimming pleasure it raised, it was all he could do to follow behind Natalie in a kind of daze, his cock jumping with each step he took towards..wherever he was going.

Wherever turned out to be another room, this one instantly and excitingly familiar to him. Even half asleep he would have recognised the iconic GYOB dunk tank room complete with creepy Halloween decor and the two sets of pumpkin lights beside the two of the three tanks that surrounded the dunk tank placed in the centre.

Of course even half asleep he would have noticed that there were three tanks despite the single chamber and dunk seat over the slime he had been expecting. But he didn't have time to contemplate those differences as Natalie urged him into the closest tank.

Silently David allowed Natalie to easing him to the back of the tank to swing shut a plastic partition he had failed to notice, trapping him at the rear of the chamber before she fixed him with a sweet smile. 'Okay David..be a dear and stick your cock through that hole for me.'

With a little hesitation David advanced his shaft through the smooth round hole he had noticed the second the door closed, his whole package down to his balls now resting on the other side of the plastic screen, something that had his heart pounding even before Natalie grabbed a black rubber disk about five inches thick and wide; a disk that hinged to allow her to clip it around behind his sack and sit snug around his base, the girth of it meaning David was suddenly trapped in more ways than one, unable to pull his cock back through the hole.

Ignoring the quizzical look David shot her, Natalie stepped back out of the tank to address the faux audience without missing a beat. 'David has done so well this far. But this last game will be the hardest yet. The second he utters those words I want to hear he will be consigned to the fate of being dunked in the disgusting slop before him. And I'm going to make sure he says them. But I don't see why he should share that alone. So..will you welcome back our gorgeous wrestling beauties.'

Despite his gasp of surprise at the return of the now naked and freshly showered blonde and brunette, David wasn't surprised as they both slipped into the two free tanks, settling themselves down onto the low domed shapes set into the bottom of the tanks he had missed. No, his surprise came as both girls gasped and squirmed a second after they had made themselves comfy.

'Enjoying the sybian's I see ladies.' Natalie teased, her eyes fixed for a second on the flushed cheeks that David quickly understood. Despite his youthful appearance, David wasn't exactly without some experience. Just like most teens he had done his share of hormone fuelled internet searching. Searches that had introduced him, in an abstract way, to the sex machine Natalie had mentioned. For months after that, his fantasies had been filled with cute girls squirming and cumming atop the vibrating love seat. And now he was seeing that fantasy brought to life. 'Just wait until I turn them on. That's part of the game you are going to play. For the first one to cum the most will join David in the gunk dunk. Of course, you will both get gunged before that I'm sure. As for David..how will he come I hear you ask. Well...I'm going to take care of that I assure you. Let's do this.'

Before David could even think about asking what that meant Natalie, with a graceful flourish, slipped her dress from her shoulders and with gravity doing the work allowed the silken material to glide over her curves, curves now sat snugly within a noticeable small and even more so tight black bikini; highlighting every curve as well as revealing her taut stomach and long legs.

David barely had time to swallow before Natalie advanced into the tank and knelt before him, her eyes tracing slow lines over his cock, admiring him with a sultry gaze that had his heart pounding. Already David was squirming with excitement before Natalie had even touched him, his simmering arousal only stoked by the soft moans that reached his ears from the tanks opposite. Risking a glance despite the worry about what effect such a sight might have upon him, David couldn't help being entranced by the sight of the pair of gorgeous girls writhing atop their mechanical lovers; the blonde panting and gasping as she squeezed her breasts while the brunette, who seemed further gone, rested her hands on the smooth surface below her as her whole body shook with pleasure.

David was only vaguely aware of his cock straining and twitching before something soft brushed against his shaft. Brushed at first, then pressed together and enveloped in a sweet enclosure of warm curvy flesh. Somehow..and David still had no idea how...he didn't come straight away from Natalie slipping her boobs around his cock even with the visual of the brunette yielding to her first orgasm, her hips slamming against the body of the machine with wild abandon.

And as if that wasn't stimulation enough, his eyes went wide as both girls were instantly drenched in thick white sludge, the release of the tank catching the pair by surprise; the instant rush bubbling out from their heads to flow over bare shoulders and breasts alike. Hunched forward a little as she was, brunette took most of her splash against her back and then a second later over her breasts, the resulting river running around to caress her butt and hips, to say nothing of the warm flow down her neck in a smooth white wash almost identical to the one blonde was on the receiving end of except hers with her more upright position couldn't resist the drag down over fluttering tummy to wash against heated pussy.

That drag wasn't the only thing she couldn't resist. David had no idea if it was simply the buzz of the sybian or the caress of the slippery slime against her pussy or the mingle of both but something of the intense stimulation drove her into an orgasm of her own, her moans of bliss echoing around the chamber.

Which was nothing to the moan as David's hips bucked as much as they could, Natalie bouncing and jiggling her breasts against and around his cock, each time rising up to encircle and caress his head with their pillowy softness. David truly had meant to hold out longer but the combination of erotic sensation, sights and his previous teasing proved too much.

'Ohhhh...ahhh...let me cum.' David groaned, his cock suddenly humping against nothing, Natalie having pulled back the second he spoke; his whole shaft twitching in desperate near release as across from him both girls lurched into another orgasm a piece, the already slimed pair matched in the way they arched back against the delicious stimulation, fully exposing their fronts to the gush of blue Gunge that slapped and poured in a hurried flurry over bouncing breasts and down quivering tummies to pool around the pair of pussies still rubbing the against the machines in lust that flowed as freely as the slime. While it was impossible to tell if the girls really enjoyed the Gunge poured over them, the visual was amazing to behold, the constant flow creating a flowing blue sheen that glided over willing flesh, wrapping around the exposed curves of delicious boobs before continuing down the waiting flesh lower down.

Something must have felt good about it because barely a second later the girls came again. Or at least David guessed so, given the fresh gush of red slime that took over where the blue trailed off, this third sloppy load catching both girls directly on the head in the classic tv show gunging, the subtle umbrella effect doing nothing to save them. Not as the slime oozed over hunched shoulders and around to both front and back alike, alternating between coating one and the other as the girls squirmed, their varied hair colours lost ad they had both become vague blobs of red slime that continued the roaring deluge.

'Oh..Ill let you come alright.' Natalie smirked. 'But first..you are going to take a little dip.'

David barely had time to register those words before, in quick succession, Natalie released the foam disk around his cock, backed out of the tank and moved to the lever set beside it that he had missed earlier. Not even giving him a chance to prepare Natalie tugged the lever with all her might.

And there was no way David could have prepared for what happened next. Under the clunk of the lever came a click as the partition that had held his cock swung open leaving nothing between him and the pool of Gunge before him, then a heavy clunk as the whole tank swung forward, the lurch of movement sending David tumbling naked towards the Gunge. Somehow he avoided a scream, his mouth tight shut as he landed with a huge splash, his face down frame vanishing beneath the murky muck mix of green, blue and black. So great was tge splash that he vanished from sight behind the wave that lapped against the sides of the tank. And so it came as no surprise that drenched and dripping the mixed Gunge from everywhere David dragged himself up to drop back in a inelegant seated position, the pooled Gunge lapping mid way up his still hard cock, his eyes blinking furiously as he tried to clear his vision. which luckily he did to see the two girls who had stood on shaky legs unceremoniously dumped into the tank as he had been to land directly before him, vanishing behind the same splashed wave before they rose too, both utterly and gorgeously drenched from head to toe, Gunge clinging sweetly to every inch of flesh and hair as they advanced towards him, one girl slipping into the Gungy pool on either side of him.

Despute tge glorious sight of the two completely naked and equally completely gunged ladies beside him, David couldn't help being a little disappointed thar he hadn't received the full GYOB gunging. After all on the show, once the victim had been dumped into the gunk dunk they would have had their humiliation compounded by a deluge of Gunge from the ceiling. As it happened, he needn't have worried.

Obviously having been waiting simply for the right moment, David and the two girls were swamped by the heavy triple streams of bright yellow Gunge perfectly aimed to coat them all, the trio awash in the brilliant yellow that left none of them spared; all three drops wide enough to surround all of their exposed bodies, mimicking the earlier over the shoulder pour and sending gallons surging around David's cock. It was truly a shame David missed the glorious splash against the girls on either side of him, the pure yellow slop gushing with firm intent down their submerged bodies, flowing and rebounding from hunched necks and tucked chests, the rebound doing nothing all at to spare them the gooey release, the tight stream pouring Gunge equally over them until they were swamped in yellow mingled with the masses swirled Gunge beneath.

Now.,there was a chance that added stimulation of the flowing Gunge might have made David cum but the girls took chance utterly out of the equation, each reaching for his cock. David had no idea which grasped his head and which held his base, his hips suddenly thrusting against the urgent stimulation as his over taxed body relented and released the orgasm he had long been denied. Had not the slime still been poring, no doubt his ejaculation would have splashed over his stomach and against the softly stroking hands around him. Bit any sign of his release was lost under the continuing Gunge pour still soaking him and the girls alike, the slime no doubt running over their hair, faces and chests as he could feel it running over his. He could barely take any of that in as he sagged back, letting the afterglow of pleasure overwhelm him.

'Well..I did say he would come.' Natalie laughed from her safe spot outside the tank. 'And I think he enjoyed that. Shame he didn't win my game. But that's how it goes around here. No one is safe. No..don't.'

David couldn't help laughing as blonde and brunette swiftly grabbed her hands, dragging the surprised and shrilly shrieking Natalie into the pool with a huge splash of her own, leaving her to rise with a splutter, now dripping in slime and Gunge as much as the others, yellow rivers mixed with the darker green and blues that clung to her curves.

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That image was still in David's head as both he and Natalie retreated to the showers for one last time, idly passing equally idle chatter like old friends. Or fast friends anyway. After all they had shared David's shyness had been burned away, a fact perfectly highlighted by the casual way he helped Natalie out of her slippery and slimy bikini, as his fingers deftly undid the knot she would have struggled with, letting the bra fall away to reveal breasts as slimed as the rest of her, even the tight swimwear having failed to protect her. He would even have felt bold enough to remove her bikini bottom too had Natalie even made the slightest acceptance of that offer; but she beat him too it, almost cheekily bending over to pull the sticky cloth away from her ass while giving him an unashamed flash of her pussy.

'I don't think a quick shower will do here.' Natalie said as she switched the shower on, the powerful jet instantly raised clouds of steam around them both. 'It's going to take ages to clean this up.'

'I'm not going to argue with that.' David nodded as he stepped in behind her, idly noticing his cock was growing hard again despite his powerful orgasm a few minutes ago. Which was hardly his fault given the delicious sight before him of Natalie rising herself off under the shower, water cascading over her hair as she scrubbed vigorously. 'Here. Let me help. I'll wash your back.'

'Mmmm...that's sweet of you.' Natalie smiled warmly. 'I think I'm going to need a lot of help. Then I can do you too.'

'Well..that's very sweet of you.' David replied. 'But it's nothing. It's the least I can do to say thank you. I really enjoyed today. You helped make it really special. So..thank you.'

'I'm sure you did.' Natalie laughed as her hands swept more swirled and runny Gunge out of her hair. 'Seems you still are. I don't think that's a bottle of shampoo against my back.'

'Well...it's not.' David admitted with a blush that was more pleased than shy. 'Today was fun though. Really.'

'I'm glad.' Natalie hesitated for a second. 'I was a little worried that last scene might have been a bit..intense for you. It wasn't really fair.'

'Like the game I put you in was either?' David countered. 'I'd say we are even on that really. Maybe I even deserved it.'

'I'd say you did.' Natalie chuckled, seemingly relieved to hear his reply. 'Especially after making me suck you off then gunging me anyway.'

'Oh..like you didn't enjoy sucking and teasing me?' David reposted as his hands moved daringly from Natalie's now clean back to her front, softly helping the streaming water to finish the job it had started on her breasts.

'I didn't ahhh...say that.' Natalie whispered. 'Mmmm...that's nice. Don't stop.'

'It's not my first shared shower.' David admitted with a grin. 'It's been a while, but it's nice to see I haven't lost my touch.'

'I..won't argue with...hmmm...that.' Natalie sighed softly, perhaps responding to the fingers that rubbed over her nipples that David couldn't help notice were hardening beneath him. 'Mmmm...you really have a soft touch. I...mmmm....that's so good.'

Another thing David couldn't help but notice was how Natalie had stopped washing herself, seemingly content to rest back against him and enjoy the attention that seemed to have gone beyond washing. After all, she was pretty much clean and yet she hadn't moved away or told him to stop. And she certainly wasn't moving away from his cock still nestled against the small of her back.

'Well..that didn't take as long as I feared.' David whispered. 'I guess we should get out huh?'

'Oh?' Natalie said with a quizzical glance. 'You are just going to leave me like this? I give you two mind blowing orgasms and you are just going to leave me high and dry? Is that anyway to thank me?'

'Oh?' David echoed, hoping above all hope this was going where he hoped it was. He just needed to hear Natalie say it. 'And how should I thank you?'

'Just keep doing that.' Natalie purred. 'Unless you want to do more.'

'Something like this?' David dared to ask as he dared to pull one hand away from her breast to rest two fingers lightly on her pussy, delicately testing the limits of her intention.

'Ah..yes.' Natalie squirmed. 'That's..mmm...that's the spot. I..don't know if this is weird or not..but watching you getting messy, doing it too you and getting messy at your whim..it kinda turned me on a little.'

'It's definitely weird.' David replied. 'But then I like watching girls get messy so I guess I'm weird too.'

'Mmmm...you naughty boy.' Natalie replied, although David wasn't sure if that was because he moved to lightly rub her pussy or because of his admission. 'You really do get off on this hmmm? You like jerking off to watching girls getting gunged and pied and generally messy?'

'Well..not only.' David replied. 'But quite a bit, yep.'

'Hmmm...so you'd like to jerk off to me getting gunged hmm?' Natalie teased as her legs spread a little wider to allow David to further his rubbing of her sex, his thumb settling against her clit as he dipped two fingers against her and into her just a little, her wet folds yielding to his touch.

'Pretty much.' David whispered back, his lips brushing against her ear in time with his stroking of her pussy and caress on her breast; something he'd seen in a porn movie which did seem to work.

'Ohhh...and..and..you'd cum watching me getting coated in Gunge?' Natalie panted softly, her hips starting to buck a little. 'Ohhh..fuck..right there.'

'Ye..yeah.' David stammered, his teasing talk faltering as he unconsciously rocked against her, his cock brushing over the crack of her ass.

'Mmm...no..don't waste that there.' Natalie whimpered. 'Please. I'm so close. And I want to come with you. So..put it in and fuck me. Fuck me hard David. Please.'

'Well..if you insist.' David said more calmly than he felt. He was just about able to keep from trembling with excitement as after a few false starts his head lined up with Natalie's pussy, her heat against him so inviting it was all he could do not to thrust into her. Yet somehow he resisted, taking a shaky breath before easing slowly into her.

A good thing too; she was so hot and tight and wet he might have just cum the second he thrust in. Still it was something of a miracle he held back as inch after silken inch opened to accept him, hugging him tight until he sat balls deep in her pussy.

'No..Nono. Don't tease.' Natalie whimpered no doubt in response to his fingers still stroking her clit. 'I'm going to cum. Fuck me. Let's cum together.'

David needed no more invitation than that, his hips drawn back to build to a shaky rhythm of jerky thrusts made more so as Natalie rocked back against him. Barely had he settled into that ball slapping rhythm than his cock tightened, the sudden pleasure raising too high for him to control. Primal instinct took over and he ploughed into Natalie hard and fast, feeling the first twitch of his impending release. Luckily Natalie was in a similarly keyed up state, her pussy contracting as her orgasm rushed through her.

Who came first, David had no idea. All he could feel was the jumps and pulses in his cock as Natalie milked him for every drop he had. Or he milked himself on her tightness. It was all too much to process and he just clung to her as he waited for the rush of orgasmic pleasure to subside, somehow remembering to cling to the trembling Natalie now limp in his arms.

'We..really should do this again.' Natalie whispered softly.

'The getting messy or the sex?' David asked with a slight grin.

'Both.' Natalie answered with a grin of her own that was both exhausted and wicked.

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Quite possibly one of the longest commissions I've worked on. And certainly the most in depth. But boy did I enjoy the challenge. And I have to say I'm very happy with the end result. As is the commissioner who has chosen to remain anonymous in this publication.

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