Ivy is in trouble. She's made a big error at the office and is due to get "the treatment." Boss Louise has tasked Mortimer with dishing out the mess.

But Ivy has one trick up her sleeve. Her friend Cherry has told her how easy it is to manipulate Mortimer. A little flirting, some flattery and above all, some knicker flashing and the gullible dupe is convinced that he should make a chivalrous sacrifice and save a damsel in distress from having her new outfit ruined. Ivy can't believe how easy it was. When Louise rings to check in, Mortimer takes all the blame, and Louise tells Ivy to trash Mortimer... in his new suit and tie too. Ivy plays the game very well. To his face she sympathises with poor Mortimer for what he's enduring, but when his eyes are covered in pie or other mess, she laughs and points and revels in his femdom humiliation and embarrassment. But it goes beyond that... she finds herself strangely turned on by his humiliation, and despite herself, she can't resist putting her hand down her knickers and having a little rub of her pussy. Poor Mortimer is oblivious. He thinks nice Ivy is his friend and that she feels so bad that he is being trashed on her behalf. If only he knew!