Dirty and Disgusting.

Chapter one:

Jenny sat talking to Steve, at the kitchen table, in their
little house. It is a very pristine and well kept place. Yet,
they keep one room for submissive messy play. This room,
well, it is an utter mess! The walls are splattered with
custard, paint on the ceiling, no carpet, just lino! Many a
full on session has occurred in this room.

Jenny opens a conversation.

"You know how you took me to the farm, and then used in a
big way?"

"Yes, when you were tied to the forklift it was awesome.
But the best part was locking you in a drain!"

"Ha ha ha, yes, my office attire was trashed after that
session. I nearly came, when you slammed the grating down,
then washed all the mess out of the milking shed into
the drain. With me in it!"

"Well, I was thinking?"

"Go on."

"Would you put me on public display, then destroy me in the
play room? I really want to be used and abused by you. Put me
on a collar and lead. Write on my office clothes, even spit on
me!"

"Where do you get these depraved ideas from, woman?"

"I don't know, I can't help it. I just get fantasy's about you
using me, whenever you see fit. Then I want it to be real!"

Jenny paused, then spoke again.

"We could do it on Friday night, straight after work. So
whatever outfit I wear for the day. I will know, I'm going to
get it in it. I'll be sexually frustrated all day!"

"You'll be even more frustrated, if I put you in a chastity
bra!"

"You bastard, you wouldn't?" Jenny's voice goes slightly
submissive, yet excited as she speaks.

"Oh, I would, and I'd steal all your knickers that you've worn
for work during the week. I'd put them over your face, layer
after layer. So all you could smell is sweaty, crusty fanny
juice! Next, I'd pie you and use you. I might be cruel, and
wash you hair in the toilet bowl as well."

Jenny went crimson, though not in a bad way. His statement
had sexually stunned her. She thought he may agree. But,
never expected him to inform her that he was willing to
combine things.

Steve, continued the conversation.

"Do you want to use all the rooms upstairs, the bedroom,
bathroom and the playroom? We can have some toilet water play
as well. Of course, you will have to dress in satin, as I know
you get aroused, when you dress as the submissive office slut."

"No, I want to be Satin Executive! I was chatting to a lady
on Fetlife, who use to use the name on twitter. I think it
sounds really cool. I could be a right snotty bitch, who is in
need of a serious dismantling, and a downright dirty fucking!"

Steve could not help but smile, as Jenny had been quite
forceful when she had said, 'Satin Executive.' He knew her mind
was made up. She wanted to be abused. She had shown, that she
already had the character sorted in her head.

"Well, in that case satin lady, you may find yourself tied to
the hat stand, then used as a fuck doll! That should drive the
snotty bitch out of you."

Chapter two: Getting ready.

Friday morning came and he kept his word. The laundry basket
had mysteriously gone? All Jenny's bra's and blouses, etc. Were
all in a neat pile on the floor. All her knickers that wanted
washing were missing? Whilst Jenny cleaned her teeth in the
bathroom mirror, she wondered what else did he have in store
for her?

As Jenny left the room, Steve got hold of her and kissed her
with some passion. She felt aroused, her hand dipped into his
boxers. She could not help herself, Jenny openly played with
his shaft.

"Bitch, getting me wound up."

"Yep, I have to go to work."

"I know." He smacked her arse lightly.

He watched, as Jenny went into the bedroom to dress. He chose
his moment, and got the chastity bra that he had hidden on the
landing. Next, he went on the attack.

"BITCH, LIE DOWN ON YOUR BACK."

Jenny spun round to face him, surprised by his dominance.

He pushed her down onto the bed. Then, quickly forced her
into the chastity bra. Jenny, put up a slight struggle, but
her submissive side surrendered to her fate. Jenny quietly
groaned as her breasts were clasped in, he added the small
lock to complete her agony.

"You, wanker." Jenny submissively gasped.

"Have a nice day at work. Your lucky your not in chastity
knickers, with a dildo slammed up you all day!"

Jenny knew it had to be the pink blouse, full sleeve, and
front bow. It looked really submissive, and she'd purchased
it just for being obliterated in. A short black skirt and tights
would go well with it. She could change into stockings and
suspenders once home.

During the day at the office, Jenny did not really engage
anybody in deep conversation. She of course knew, that come
the end of the working day, he would have his way with her
as he saw fit. Jenny found herself glancing down at the pink
blouse, then fantasy's would rush into her head. What was to
become of her herself, and the outfit? There was another reason
for not chatting to much, the chastity bra was evil! Jenny
craved to scratch her breasts, but could not.

Chapter Three: The Park.

Five o'clock arrived and Jenny said her goodbye's, and stepped
out into the afternoon sun. She looked round for Steve's car,
but it was no where to be seen. She spied Steve, waving to her
a short distance from her place of work. As Jenny walked over,
she wondered what was going on?

"Where is the car?"

"It's at home, having a rest. It decided it's not picking you
up to day, as you need to walk through the park, exposed!

Jenny gulped, and noticed that Steve had a bag with him. Jenny
tried to peek inside, but got nowhere fast.

"Hmm, let me see, I'll have your coat and bag please. Why did
you bring a coat, when it's nice out?"

"It looked like rain this morning. Plus, I was rushing after
somebody en-clasped my breasts in the bedroom!"

Jenny subbed and handed her items over. They started to walk,
as soon as they got away from Jenny's place of work. Steve
stopped.

"Right, submissive slut. Time for you to go on a collar and
lead!"

"Please sir, no! I've got my best blouse on and everything."

Steve had none of it. The collar was attached around Jenny's
neck,the lead was already connected. Once Steve was happy, he
then delved into the bag he had brought with him. He produced
a pink suspender belt and black stockings.

"Over there, sit down on the park bench. Take off your tights,
and put the stockings and suspenders on. Make sure anybody
passing, notices you doing your chore." He sounded powerful as
he spoke.

Jenny's heart was all of a flutter. She had only dreamt that
she would have to do tasks in public, she was slightly nervous
in case somebody from work saw them. But what the hell, it was
a bit of fun.

Steve pointed to the bench, to tell Jenny to hurry up with her
task. Jenny glimpsed round, and took off her shoes. Then slid
her tights down round her ankles. Steve, pulled them off with
some vigour.

"Oh, you brute!" Jenny giggled, as she smiled at Steve.

"Get on with your task, you pink submissive slut."

Jenny, could already feel herself sexually buckling from the
commands. Her knickers were becoming damp around her vagina,
just from him being verbally forceful with her.

The skirt needed to be hitched up, in order to get her knickers
off. As she started to put the suspender belt on, he spoke.

"Erm, what do you think you are doing? Knickers must always go
over the suspender belt. So, if you master wants to fuck you in
your stockings and suspenders, he may."

"So sorry sir, I will of course pay a penalty, sir."

"Well, get on with it. Check for people walking through the park
first. Not everybody wants to see your petite vagina flapping in
their face, slut!"

Jenny did as ordered, and glanced round the park. All clear!
She Slid off her pink satin knickers, and passed them to Steve
too hold.

"Bit damp these? You dirty bitch! These need washing!"

"Like the rest of my knickers sir, that strangely vanished this
morning sir?"

Steve did not answer Jenny's question, he just gave her a look
to tell her to get on with the task.

Jenny slid the suspender belt up her legs, and got them into
position. Next, she sat down on the bench and put the stockings
on. She flashed several times, as she connected the suspender
belt too the stockings!

"Better!"

"Yes sir. Little bit breezy round the nether regions, sir!"

Quiet, slut. Hope your chastity bra is causing you grief!"

Jenny used her normal voice for a moment.

"Yes, it is, actually, you bastard! I so wanted to scratch my
boobs but could not. Deb's found it hilarious."

Steve smiled, and enjoyed the fact that Jenny could do nothing.

He pulled on the lead, to inform Jenny to stand up and walk
next to him. Jenny in turn, sorted out her skirt so she looked
presentable to people passing by. As they approached the drinking
trough.

"These knickers need a wash!"

"NO SIR, PLEASE!"

Yep, Steve pushed the drinking receptacle button, water spurted
out and he saturated Jenny's knickers in them. He waited until
the trough had filled, then slopped her pink knickers about in
the cold water. As he lifted them out, they were sodden. Water
cascaded off them. Next, he forced Jenny to put them back on
sopping wet. Water dribbled down her stocking legs as she walked.

A few people walking home from work, glimpsed at Jenny on her
collar and lead. A few brave souls even pointed. Steve just waved
at them. Jenny lowered her head and subbed as she moved through
the park. Her vagina, very cold from the saturated knickers.

"You're lucky I don't fill them with ice!"

"Yes, sir." Jenny's voice was quiet.

Secretly, Jenny loved every moment of it, being made to walk
home on public display was something new. God only knows how
messy, smelly and sexually humiliating it would get in the house.
She could hardly contain herself. Though, she chose not to show
this in public.

Chapter four: The House.

Steve opened the door, and Jenny found herself pushed inside
the house.

"Wait here, slut."

"Yes, sir, of course, sir." Jenny's voice sounded cute and
submissive.

As Steve walked towards the kitchen, Jenny reminded him of
today's play.

"Don't forget, I'm, 'Satin Executive,' and I want to be abused,
for fucking everything up!"

"OK, not a problem." He half shouted, from behind the kitchen
door.

Jenny got a chance to look at her outfit one last time, she
knew it was time to say goodbye to it. Now, she could feel herself
getting aroused, just from being forced to wait, wearing these
clothes.

The door opened and Steve was back in shorts and t-shirt. He
looked manly, Jenny got excited.

Steve walked over stood next to Jenny in her satin attire
and then had a word with her on behalf of the company.

"What's this I hear? You've been fucking around at work, satin
executive. The company has lost several orders. Caused by YOU!
It's been reported that you're spending too much time looking
at yourself in the toilets, admiring to your satin work clothes.
Instead of being at your work station. Orders have been lost!"

"No, sir, I would never do anything like that. I'm a good
office girl, I'm the best worker they have. I am the, 'Satin
Executive!'

"You're a fucking satin slut, that's what you are." His voice
sounded cold and stern.

Steve bent down and got a pair of ankle cuffs from under the
stairs, and promptly locked Jane in them.

"Please sir, no!"

He didn't even give her the dignity of a reply. He just shook
his head at her for failing her office duties. He moved behind
her and clasped her hair in his hand and pushed her towards the
stairs.

"Hands behind your back." Again, he sounded stern.

"Yes, sir, of course sir. I'm a good office worker, sir!"

Steve wasted no time in clasping Jenny's hands behind her back.

"Office executive, eh? You're about to become the destroyed,
degraded office whore."

Once more, he pushed her by her hair, and guided her up the
stairs towards the bathroom. The door was already open. As they
entered, Jenny noted the bath was full of pies and the floor
was taped up. Were they really going to play in every room?

Chapter Five: Bathroom brutality.

Steve, forced satin executive onto her knees in front of the
toilet bowl. Jenny glimpsed down, he'd somehow shoved a t-shirt
in the u-bend, then he must have flushed the toilet as it was
full of fresh, cold bog water!

"Time to pay, satin girl. Hope you fancy a wash!"

"No you bastard, you wouldn't dare!" Jenny submissively squeaked.

He wasted no time. He picked up a pie sandwich and glugged her
with it round her head. Rubbing and smearing it everywhere. Pie
dropped onto the floor around the toilet. Jane shook her head,
so she could take more.

"Bring it you bastard, I'm the satin executive, you cannot do
this!"

Oh, he brought it all right another two pies landed, front and
back of Jenny's head, engulfing her in pie. Once more, Jenny
shook her head, to get rid of the debris.

He got another pie! This he smeared down the back of her
pristine pink blouse.

"NNNNNOOOOO!" Jenny squealed, loving every moment of it.

Steve got a plastic jug from inside the bath. He filled it
with toilet water. Jenny was pushed against the toilet wall.
Next, he launched it in her face. Jenny spluttered as it hit
her square on.

"EEEW!"

He didn't even give her time to complain, before he hit her
with another volley, all over her neck and breasts. Jenny's
pink blouse turned transparent where the water had impacted.
He wasted no time, another filling from the bowl. He lifted
her skirt, to reveal her stockings and suspender belt.

"NO, NOT BOG WATER ON MY LINGERIE, YOU BASTARD!" Jenny
cried out in her submissive play manner.

Steve waited until she had finished speaking, then hurled it
in there. Bog water cascaded up her legs. The inside of Jenny's
stockings got drenched, the remainder made her already wet
kickers, sopping for a second time.

"Do as you must, if you think you can break me." Stated Jenny,
as she lay against the bathroom wall.

As Jenny watched, his erection grew. He openly played with
himself in front of her. She was already mentally asking to be
put on blow job duties.

Another two pies were brought out of the bath. He pounded her
breasts with them, destroying her pink shiny blouse under a
barrage of custard and cream. Jenny did nothing, Satin Executive
just took the punishment the company deemed fit to dish out.

"You need to understand, you cannot go to the toilet whenever
you like, satin slut."

"Please sir, be merciful. I wish to keep my job." Jenny's voice
was high pitched, yet sounded cute.

"You need to be a taught a lesson."

"Please sir, no sir." Now she sounded sexually submissive.

He moved in, pulled her off the wall by her blouse and slid
behind her. Next, he pushed her over the toilet bowl. Then,
grabbing the back of her hair positioned her face over the bog
water.

"Anything to say to the company owner, Mr Utter Wanker."

"No, he's a tosser!" Jenny laughed.

"Pardon? You executive slut!"

"I heard he tosses a lot!" Jane blurted, reeling about, alongside
giggling hysterics.

"Bye, bitch!"

Jenny's face went into the bog water. He pushed her hair in as
well. He followed up by rubbing more toilet water down her back.
Then, Steve pulled her back up.

Splutter! "I heard he tosses everyday!"

Jenny found herself in the bowl for a second time. He got a
spare pie and slapped it round her ass. Rubbing pie into her
sopping knickers. For a second time he pulled her up, and gave
her a chance.

"Had enough, office whore?"

"Yes, sir, sorry, sir. I'm a soaking mess. In more than one way,
sir! " Jane sexually gasped.

Jenny noticed how hard this had made him. She was level with his
cock, so tried to nudge his penis out of his boxers using her nose
and lips.

"You dirty, fucking satin executive whore!"

Jenny did nothing, she looked at him. Her face, informing him
that she wanted to blow him, in the most humiliating, degrading
way possible.

Steve knew what to do, He moved her towards the toilet seat then
pulled it down, just enough, so Jenny could get her head through.
As he hoped, she did. Jenny was now leaning over the toilet with
her head and neck sticking through the gap in the seat. Her
breasts were now in the cold toilet water.

He moved round the side and exposed his cock.

"Get on it, bitch!"

Jenny did not have to be asked twice. She started licking and
kissing all of the shaft. Her head bobbing around in the toilet
seat. On the window sill, Steve had put a carton of custard, he
tipped this all over her head. Also, to add insult to injury he
rubbed it into her hair.

"More sir, humiliate me, sir, make it worse. Destroy me, sir"

There was nothing else spare? So Steve got some shampoo and
rubbed that in as well. He also tipped half the contents of the
shampoo bottle down the back of Jenny's blouse.

"You're doing a piss poor job, satin executive. You're going to
have pay the penalty, window exposure!" Steve gasping heavily
from the stunning blow job Jenny was giving.

Somehow, he pulled Jenny back through the seat and lay her down
on the bathroom floor. Another pie came from the bath and was
splattered all over Jenny's sopping knickers. Jenny reeled from
side to side from the impact. He slid his boxers off. Then face
sat her, rubbing his arse into her executive, bog water and
custard pie ridden face.

"Now who is in charge, satin executive?" He moved his hand into
her knickers, and he slowly masturbated Jenny.

"You total b'stard, sir!"Jenny muttered from a face full of arse.

After a moment or so, he got up and slid his boxers back on. He
then lifted Jane up and frog marched her into the bedroom.

Chapter 6, Window exposure.

For the a second time, Jenny felt herself being lead round the
house by Steve.

"Satin executive is not happy, at being used like this." Jenny
quipped.

"She has no choice. I've had the faxes from the company, I can
use satin executive as I see fit. Including taking her several
times during this meeting."

"Never, you will never break Satin Executive, she is made of
stronger stuff."

Jenny glimpsed down, she was sopping wet, custard ran down the
front of her blouse like a slow waterfall. Her skirt was ringing
wet through, and of course her knickers, stockings and suspenders.
Were saturated in bog water, no less!

Jenny noted that the bedroom floor was also taped up. Though
the bed was not. So she guessed she was not going to be fucked
and used in this room.

"Stand still, you fucking useless, satin, degraded, bag!" Steve
was harsh.

"You b'stard, how dare you let fly with a good volley of demeaning
words. I shall never give."

Steve, came over and tickled Jenny, she crumbled and broke out
of character.

"OK, OK, I give. Cor, I lasted a long time!"

Steve showed Jenny the company fax that had arrived.

Jenny looked at the piece of a4 paper, which had the words 'Fuck
doll,' crudely written on it, in her lipstick.

"Looks like you've cheated to me, and wrote it yourself! In my
lipstick, did you steal it from my bag?"

"How dare you! Any more talk like that and you will be slapped!"

"Yes, please..." Jenny broke from character, again! She smiled
when she spoke.

"Face me, satin slut."

Jenny spun round.

"CRACK!" Jenny got a playful slap on the left cheek.

"Sorry, sir. The company will never break me. Do as you must,
but it will never be enough. I can take it, degrading, utter
humiliation, depraved sex acts (hopefully! Jenny muttered,)
also as much verbal abuse as you can dish out."

"What about public humiliation, in the bedroom window?"

"Eh?

Steve, stood behind Jenny and pushed her forward, until she
was standing in front of the window. The net curtains stopped
the world from seeing her dressed in her satin. Wet through,
dishevelled and covered in custard.

Suddenly, two pairs of dirty knickers found their way onto
Jenny's face! Then a third pair.

"EEW, disgusting, sir."

Next, a sign got placed round Jenny's neck, it fell round her
breasts. Jenny peered through several pairs of dirty, smelly
knickers and attempted to read the sign. She thought it read.

Beep, if you can see me.

"No, sir, no don't you dare?"

The net curtains got pulled back, Jenny got pushed into the
bedroom window. Another carton of custard got tipped over her
head, and mixed in with the disgusting knickers that she was
now wearing on her face!

"Stay there bitch. While I sort the play room out!"

With that Steve left. Jenny was forced to stand in the window
covered in custard, shampoo and bog water. It was somewhat
troubling seeing through three pairs of smelly knickers, but
she managed. Several beeps happened. People could see her!

Another beep as car passed. Jenny felt utterly degraded, but
also totally aroused. He had better bring in the play room. She
wanted to go in the dog cage. Get chained to the hat stand,
destroyed under gallons of mess. Most of all she wanted fucking,
long and hard. Though getting out of the chastity bra would not
go a miss!

PART TWO: Chapter one. In direct water sports!

Jenny stood in the window, as people passed, they pointed and
mocked her. More beeps, then a really heavy, deep, beep.
Actually, it was an air horn from a wagon. Jenny had a new
problem. She wanted a wee!

She could hear Steve in the playroom getting things ready.
Shortly after he re-entered the room.

"One last time, are you going to do as your told, or do I have
to bring it?"

"Bring it you b'stard! My boss, Mr Wanker, really, is a total
tosser! Anyway, I was thinking of getting a new job, self
employed. Selling my own satin blouses. So I can wear them all
day. So fucking nerp, to the pair of you, with bells on!" Jenny
started giggling.

As Steve stepped forward, he noticed Jenny was looking at her
dishevelled outfit, and then glancing at the floor to avoid eye
contact after her bratty outburst.

"So be it satin, slut!"

Steve moved into position behind Jenny, he was just about to
start pulling her backwards by her hair, when!

"Need a pee sir, really desperate sir. Was a silly girl and
didn't go before we started, sir!"

Steve pounced on the idea.

"Want a piss do we, well how about you piss in the window?"

"NNNNOOO, please, sir. I'll do anything."

"Does it mentally feel degrading, that you might have to piss
in the window. Well there's no might about it. You're going to
do it!. I'm also going to put mushroom sauce down your face and
cleavage, as a way of making you comply!

"Utter wanker, sir!" Jenny then used her real voice for a moment.

"Are you sure you don't go drinking with Mr Wanker, you seem to
have picked up some of his habits?"

"Stay there, bitch." Steve replied, as he went out of the room
and down to the kitchen.

He laughed as he went down the stairs, but he was not letting
Jenny know that her drinking comment was extremely funny.

Jenny once more looked at the floor and started laughing
nervously, she knew she was for it, she'd passed the point of no
return. God, she prayed he would dismantle her sexually.

As she stood in the window, her smelly work knickers on her
face. She could hear pots and pans getting moved about below
her? The truck came back, and the driver let fly with the air
horn. Then passed comment. Jenny could just hear is comments
through the double glazing.

"Get yer' tits out for the lads. You need bending over, and
fucking darling!"

Jenny actually wished Steve would bring him in, so he could
tear her blouse open and play slap her. But hey ho. Also a
bit of verbal humiliation from him, for being forced to wear
the chastity bra.

Steve returned, he popped into the play room and the sound
of what Jenny thought was metal pans could be heard. He then
returned.

"Right bitch, time for you to take a piss in public."

"No sir, degrading sir, stop it!"

Steve pulled up Jenny's skirt. He slid a metal dog bowl in
between her legs. Jenny glanced down, ah, that's what the
metal sound was?

Jenny watched as Steve took a swig from a bottle of water.
He stored the liquid in his mouth. Made him look like a giant
hamster? Jenny cheekily laughed. She knew she would get in
trouble for it.

He pulled open the band of her knickers, leant forward and
then dribbled water all over her vagina. Slow at first and
then with some force.

"Please NO, I'm going to piss myself!" Jenny blurted.

"I've got the mushroom sauce ready, piss slut."

More water went into Jenny's knickers. The sound and the
sensation of the liquid was too much, Jenny let go.

"Ha ha ha, look at you, pissing yourself! You look like a
degraded slut in a shop window!"

Jenny could not control it. A river came down her legs.
Jenny's bladder relaxed and she released the full flood.
As she looked through the knickers that adorned her face.
Mushroom sauce was now Seeping into the fabric, making them
heavy, smelly and sticky. All the sweat and stains from
wearing them during the working week, now mixed in with the
mushroom soup, truly humiliating. He pulled her hair back to
tell her to keep her head upright. Jenny subbed as commanded.

Jenny finished letting go. She felt better. Steve was not
finished with the public humiliation. He grabbed an empty
washing up bottle, this he had filled with water. He squirted
it all over her vagina, round her ass, and in between her legs.
Then using several fingers, he spread her vagina lips and hosed
the inside of her vagina with more cold water.

"If you don't behave. I'll spray up your arse hole!"

The mental control, made Jenny lower her head, this
informed Steve she had subbed. He put the bottle down on the
bedside dresser. Next he took the smelly knickers off her face.

"Turn round and face me bitch. Get your ass in the window."

Jenny did as she was told. He unbuttoned her blouse. Jenny
watched as he pulled it back almost over her shoulders, and
round her bra. He got the mushroom sauce and poured the last
of it, over her cleavage and then over her vagina. Of course
her vagina now stank again, more humiliation!

"No, sir. No messing me up!"

The chastity bra was finally unlocked, then unclasped
Jenny's pert breasts were released. He helped her move about,
in order to get the bra off. Jenny wasn't lucky enough to be
released from her chains or handcuffs.

He pulled her blouse back up round her shoulders, then he
fastened her back up. She knew he had a thing for her, dressed
in her satin attire. With her breasts plastered to her blouse.
Especially, when her nipples were stiff and protruded through
the sopping fabric. He was into sploshing more than she. Jenny
knew the sex would be very messy, and very sloppy, also
completely full on.

Chapter two: In the dog house!

Jenny was marched into the play room. For some reason, now
that the bra was gone, her breasts had become very pert, and
her nipples extremely stiff. He pulled her back by her hair,
not once, but twice, on the way in. They stopped on the landing
for a moment, while he put her back on the collar and lead.
Jenny could hardly wait.

As the door opened, she noticed the room fully taped up, even
the window had a clear tarp over it. God, this meant he could
now throw buckets of stuff at her! She could feel herself
getting damp just at the thought.

In the corner of the room was the dog cage. It was a big
thing, more than enough space to put Jenny in on all fours.
The hat stand was also in the room. That meant, getting put
in chains and being used whilst tied to it. Sex toys were
also lying about on tables, next to a lot of mess, and we do
mean, A LOT OF MESS! Jenny noticed a dog bowl on the floor
in the cage. Also, YES! He'd brought a full length mirror in
and put it near the door. So when Jenny was in the cage and
chained to the hat stand, she could see satin executive, being
used and abused, as he saw fit.

He pushed her into the room. Jenny half wished she could
pull her knickers back up, but so be it. He gestured with
his hand for her to get down on all fours. Jenny assumed
the position as ordered.

"Hmm, a few more chains would not go amiss!"

"No, stop it. No more chains, sir!" Jenny peered down at
her sopping blouse.

Steve wasted no time. He got out a long chain, that connected
from the ankle cuffs to the wrists and joined them together.
Now Jenny had a problem. When he chose for her to stand up,
she really could not go anywhere. He opened the door to the
cage, then pushed her in. He threaded the top of the lead
through the cage and clipped it to the roof. As Jenny slowly
turned round, her prison door closed. She watched as a small
metal lock clicked into place, locking her in. She could just
bend down enough to lick the water from the dog bowl. He had
her, chained, and at his mercy, degraded in her smelly office
clothes. Forced to act like a dog. Did he think she was a dog?
Jenny decided to take the mickey.

"Bark, bark, woof, woof, bark. Wag, Wag!" Jenny giggled, then
she pretended to cock her leg on the side of the cage.

"Right, BAD DOG!"

He picked up a bucket. He stepped back and threw it at Jenny.
Green gunge came flying out. It hit the cage, passed through
the bars and wrecked her, as it landed in her hair, face and
outfit.

"Let's see how you feel after some isolation."

With that, he turned round, opened the door, walked out,
turned off the light, then shut the door.

"Come back!" Jenny whimpered.

Ten minutes later. Jenny thought she could hear the television
on downstairs? The bastard, he's gone watching the footy and
left me chained up. For a moment, Jenny felt deflated.
Suddenly the door flew open.

"Fooled you, ha, mental play. Thought you weren't going to get
what you wanted and were just going to end up cold and bored!"

Jenny beamed, the play was back on. Though it was an evil
trick. Satin executive would have to get revenge, by holding out
a while longer!

He spoke again.

"Well, get ready to get used bitch."

The First thing Jenny got poured over her, was some really
rank, cheese sauce this went all down her back. Several cartons
of custard followed, now he was abusing her outfit as he saw
fit. Jenny tried to move round, the chains and lead stopped
that. Satin executive was in trouble, she had no way of
stopping the messy assault. More gunge, this time poured in
over the top of the cage.

"Bastard, you'll never break me!" Jenny giggled.

He took no notice. Steve just poured the rest of the gunge
over her. He also threw in some degrading verbal. Jenny could
feel her self crumbling. He grabbed a bottle of water, swigged
some, then spat in her face.

He took another chug from the bottle of water, swilled it
round in his mouth then for a second time spat the water in
Jenny's face.

"Yes sir. More if you please, sir!"

Steve delivered, Jenny crawled forward as far as the lead
would let her, and put her face up against the cage bars. He
then spat the water in her face.

"Again!"

He responded, as she requested.

"More, sir."

Once more he too a swig and delivered.

"No water, just spit!" Jenny blurted.

He did it, as she had asked him to.

"Thank you, sir, very kind of you, sir."

Jenny made no attempt to stop the spit from running down her
nose. Another bucket, this time porridge, got poured into the
cage. It felt heavy, as it ran down the back of her blouse.
The pink fabric getting swamped in thick, sticky, grey, stodgy
cereal.

He moved forward to the cage and exposed himself. Jenny moved
forward to try and blow him through the metal, he pulled back
and denied her. This was his way of telling her, things were
now on his terms, not satin executives.

Next, yet another bucket.

"Christ, what's next?" muttered Jenny.

This one was bad, kids paint, mixed with gunge, it was
bright blue. It splattered all down one side of Jenny,
ruining everything, hair, make up, and the outfit!

"Bastard!" Jenny squealed, in a cute submissive manner.

He chugged more water, and spat it over her hair.

"I've had enough satin executive, You're getting shrink wrapped!
Then I'm going to force you to have, disgusting, degrading,
messy sex!"

"No, sir, don't use me like a sex doll, sir. No fucking me,
forcing me to cum, like a wanton office slut, sir!"

Jenny started laughing, and peered at the floor through the
cage. Then spoke again in her normal voice.

"God, your so going to get your dick sucked, the first change
I get. When you fuck me, fuck me hard!"

Steve, smiled. He knew he had to bring it.

Chapter 3: All wrapped up.

Jenny looked up through the cage, he hit her outfit with
another two buckets, the first one was full of orange gunge
and more kids paint. The second one was curry sauce! That
bucket blasted her all down her left breast. Her satin pink
blouse now stank to high heaven.

"Get out of that cage, you fucking whore!" He sounded mean.

"Come and get me, sir. You will not break, satin executive!"

Steve moved forward, and crossed the floor, that now had
quite a bit of gunge on it. When he got to Jenny, she was in
quite a state. Most of her hair was matted to her face. Also,
her make up was now running, or it had totally left!

Once the lead was unclipped, he pretended to drag Jenny, out
of her domain of entrapment.

"Fucking stand up!"

"Yes, sir."

Jenny managed to clamber upright. She watched as his hands,
went after the seams of her skirt.

"No, SIR! Not my work attire!"

He grabbed hold of the left seam of her skirt. He then tore
it right up to the waistline, next he moved across to the
right side, and did the same.

"You bastard, my skirt!"

There was no answer, he had more destructive duties to carry
out. Steve tore the front of her skirt completely off. Jenny
glanced down, she now had no front portion left. With her
knickers round her chained ankles, he could take her as he
saw fit! Yet strangely, all of the back of the skirt was
intact and still being worn!

"Oh, my vagina is on show, you really do know Mr Wanker.
How dare you!"

Steve stepped in, grabbed hold of the buttons on Jenny's
blouse.

"NNNNOOO!"

He tore her blouse open with one good tug. Totally open,
there were no buttons left done up, most went flying across
the room!

"My satin blouse, stop it, you're dismantling satin
executive!"

Steve glugged yet more water, then spat in her face. Next
he tore her blouse to pieces. The buttons on the sleeve
went first, followed by several huge tears round the back,
front, and left side.

"I'll pull the fucking collar off, if you don't submit."

"Fucking do it, if your man enough!" Jenny blurted, as she
looked away.

Jenny felt her hair being grabbed, her head was pushed back.
With his free hand, he tugged at the collar several times,
until the neckline ripped, and the collar parted company
with the blouse!

"OOOOOHHH, you fucking bastard. How dare you!" Jenny play
gasped, then pulled a shocked face. Including leaving her
mouth slightly open for added effect.

A pie sandwich impacted Jenny in the head. She rocked
slightly in her chains. He then got another huge custard pie,
and flanned her in the vagina with it.

"OOOHH, yes. Again, please, sir!"

He responded in kind. Another large catering pie laden
with custard and cream, this time in between the legs and
rubbed upwards into the vagina!

"GOD, YES, Fucking destroy me!"

He said nothing, he reached for the kitchen shrink wrap.
Jenny found herself put on her knees. Her ankles were wrapped
first, then her thighs. He left space round her vagina and
her ass hole. Her stomach and breasts got encased. He even
wrapped her up in her ruined blouse. Next on his shopping
list, her head and hair. He left space, for, her eyes, nose
and mouth.

"Oh my God! You've shrink wrapped me in my smelly clothes!"

Steve, moved in. He was hard, really hard! He pulled Jenny
onto his exposed cock. He made her take all of it.

"Fucking suck, satin executive, suck like you were sucking
Mr Wankers cock!" Steve glanced at the ceiling, to avoid
bursting into laughter.

"Fuck you, I won't give, you'll have to abuse me, badly."
Jenny blurted, as spit formed, then dribbled from her mouth,
caused by the extreme face fucking.

He pulled her off, pied her in the face, and then her back on
and pumped her twice as hard, just because he could.

Jenny was wobbling all over the place, mentally and sexually,
as he did what he saw fit with her. One of his hands moved in
and masturbated her, quickly from side to side.

Jenny moaned, more spit dribbled from her mouth, but she
stayed on blow job duties. He tipped another litre of custard
over her head.

He pulled himself off her.

"Lie down on you front, on YOUR FUCKING FRONT!"

Chapter 4: Fancy a quick one?

Jenny, found herself face down in the muck and gunge on the
bedroom floor.

"GET THAT FUCKING ASS UP!" He shouted, his voice
dominating the situation.

It was a slight struggle for satin executive, due to the
shrink rap, but Jenny managed it.

Steve got the pink vibrator and slid it into her ass hole.

"OOOH, Sir!"

"Shut it, you're having it."

Steve moved into position behind Jenny.

"Get that face in all the slop and slime, where it belongs,
satin slut."

"Yes, sir, of course, sir!"

Jenny pushed her face into the floor, and started blowing
bubbles into all the custard and gunge, she did this to
inform Steve, that satin executive may be ready to think
about submitting.

He knew what to do! He moved and took her from behind.
He wrapped his right hand round her stomach. His left hand
worked the vibrator, that he was playing with round her ass
hole. He wasn't trying to penetrate her ass. He was
stimulating all the muscles round her pelvis. This sent
sexual shivers all round Jenny's body. She was now becoming
a sexual mess.

Steve, gave Jenny some long hard pumps from his erect penis.
Slow, penetrating runs, so Jenny knew she was being fucked,
long and hard. He increased the speed on the vibrator.

"OOOHH, yes sir..... More Steve, more!"

The rhythm of the fucking increased. Jenny could not help
herself, she was now moaning out loud. He took care of this.
The vibrator got removed out of her ass for a moment. He
got a gag! He dangled it in front of Jenny's face. Then
somehow managed to gag her one handed! Now the vibrator was
slid next to his Penis and he rubbed the side of her clitoris
with it.

"oooohhh, gghgdfg!"

Or something to that nature, came out of Jenny's mouth, But
the gag was doing its job well. Steve slowly increased the
speed of the fucking. Jenny pushed her own head into the
floor. She was going to cum, he knew it. He pushed her
stomach up with his arm. He actually lifted her off the floor
slightly as she came.

"OOOOOGGGHHHH, Yes!" Jenny, managed to blurt this out
even with the gag in.

Steve thought about finishing the job, but withdrew. He knew
Jenny had more fucking in her. So, he tore off the shrink wrap.
Jenny lay on the floor for a moment recovering from the first
quick'y of the session.

Chapter 5: Chained and used.

Jenny managed to stand. He pushed her backwards towards the
dog cage. She knew it was going to get even more intense. She
was aroused, seriously aroused! He grabbed some chains off a
table. Threw them on top of the cage. He spun Jenny round,
undid her hand cuffs and released her wrists.

Just as Jenny thought she had some freedom. Satin Executive,
really got the treatment!

"Face me, fucking useless, satin slut!"

Jenny did as requested, her heart was pounding, adrenalin now
coursing through her body.

He pushed her hands onto the cage. Jenny found herself bound
by chains round each wrist. The chains were then wrapped
round the dog cage. Jenny was now bent slightly backwards
over the cage. Her most available point was her vagina! He
pulled her gag down round her chin.

As Jenny glanced round, in a whirlwind of sexual frenzy. She
could see him getting pies, gunge, and sex toys! It was time
to get down to the nitty gritty of breaking satin executive.

"Do as you must!"

"Don't worry, you've had your chances to give. Now your just
**GOING TO GET FUCKED, I'M JUST GOING TO CONTINUE, TO
TAKE YOU, WHEN I WISH!"**

He bent and down, her ankles get released from their cuffs
only to be chained to the cage. Jenny found herself, spread!

He pied her again in the face, and then the breasts. Then he
went for a straight pink vibrator.

BBBBUUUZZZ!

"OOHH, yes. No, Yes. Oh fuck it!" Blurted Jenny.

He moved the vibrator up round the top of her pelvis. Then
for the second time, he penetrated her.

"OH, your brute!" Jenny sexually laughed, as he started to
thrust her.

The laughing stopped almost instantly, and the moaning
started mostly from Jenny.

"Yes, YES, use me sir, use me now!"

He started pumping her hard, Jenny looked in the mirror to
see him taking satin executive hard. Her outfit was in taters
and she was sexually heading the same way. He increased the
speed. Jenny found herself relaxing on the cage, and letting
him fuck her like a rag doll, right now she didn't care. He
could do with satin executive, what ever he wanted.

After several more minutes of pumping Steve stopped again.
He withdrew and got a wooden spoon, now he started lightly
tapping Jenny all round her pelvis and clitoris. Making Jenny
hyper sensitive.

"No, you bastard, stop. Wanker, tossser, twat! You know it's
really going to make me feel the fucking, oh god, yes. **PLEASE
FUCKING CHAIN ME TO THE HAT STAND, AND TAKE ME!"**

Steve eyed up Jenny. He didn't want to use the hat stand, he
knew this was it. She was having it, and having it now!

He moved up to her, then slid his penis back in.

"OH, no handed. I am impressed!" Jenny commented, as he went
back to work on her.

Jenny, once more glimpsed in the mirror. She was chained to
the roof of the dog cage, satin executive was being taken
as the company saw fit. The executive was no more. She was
now a broken slut. Fit only for one thing, to be fucked
on a cage, like a rag doll. Let sir, bring it, let him bring
it all.

Steve, got another carton of custard, and threw the cold
liquid all over Jenny's breasts. Jenny whimpered, but could
do nothing. Once more he started pumping. She could see by
the expression on his face, he wanted to cum. He wanted to
cum hard! Would he cum in her? Or, would satin executive,
suffer the degrading indignity of having a face, or even
worse, her mouth covered in sticky warm spunk!

Jenny lay back on the cage, and peered up at the ceiling.
The cage was rocking back and forth, from the intense
fucking she was now receiving.

"USE ME STEVE, FUCKING TAKE ME BABE!"

He looked down and smiled, he didn't have the energy to
speak at this point, multi-tasking had gone out of the
window. He was letting a lot of manly moans and groans
out. It was cave man time!

"Take it home babe, finish me now. FUCKING FINISH ME!"
Jenny half shouted.

More hard pumps from Steve, he was going to blow his load.
There was no way of stopping now. He'd passed the point of
no return.

"Clit or face, CLIT OR FACE?" He shouted.

"DEGRADE ME UTTERLY, IN MY FACE, BABE!"

Steve withdrew, and moved round to the side of the cage,
so he was level with Jenny's head. Two more strokes from
his hand did it. He shot several, hot reams of spunk into
her face and hair. Jenny opened her mouth slightly so
spunk, dribbled all round her lips.

"God, yes!" A knackered Steve, gasped.

Well, after several minutes of lying on top of each other
kissing, and just wanting to lay their entwined. Steve,
released Jenny from her satin hell. They both looked at
each other and giggled a lot. Jenny wiped the last of
the spunk from his penis onto her leg.

"Hmm, yes we've wrecked the room, again." Commented
Jenny.

"Yep, we could be some time. I so thought, the cage might
collapse when we were really fucking?"

"Ha ha ha, I actually wondered that!" replied Jenny, as
she wiped gallons of gunge and custard out of her hair!

After a long, long, clean up and a shared bath, that
ended in more play! Jenny and Steve, could not be bothered
cooking so they sent out for their favourite take out and
snuggled up on the sofa for the evening. Jenny didn't want
to leave Steve's side, she found her arm wanted to be welded
to his. Guess the session did the job.

Until the next time, stay messy. Steve and Jenny.

Special thanks to @leenasub @tillycat @toy for taking
the time to proof read the story for others.