Ashley Cruz snarled as she threw down the newspaper. There was no coverage of her. No compromising pictures, no gossip or tittle-tattle. Without her lifeblood, she was nothing, even her Insta and TicTok were waning. She needed some exposure. Maybe she should engineer some libel and threaten a court case. No, that had been done. She swore and picked up her phone. The number rang and rang before there was a voicemail.


"Charlotte you waste of time. I want to go riding, get yourself to the stable within the hour." Charlotte was a submissive little toady, it would be fun to make her jealous of the life she led, and make her squirm. It was a little entertainment.


***


She switched off the speakerphone having played the message. "We're on!" Charlotte smiled before leaning across and kissing the pretty groom, noticing the slight tang of sugar and horses in her hair. It was intoxicating.


***

"Bitch!" Ashley was dressed perfectly as usual. Her Gucci jodhpurs were obscenely tight and left nothing to the imagination, her Secchiari boots were handmade, tailored in shiny patent leather and her blouse cost the best part of £1,000 and was woven from pure white silk. "Charlotte Where the fuck are you hiding?"


"I am sorry" I stepped into view from the tack room, I held out a bottle, tell me, does this Champagne taste funny to you?


"What the hell would you know about Champagne? Give it here!" She grabbed the bottle, swigging deeply. "No, that tastes fine. Just proving you have no fucking taste. Now get your-"


She crumpled midsentence, her collapse somewhat graceful as her knees buckled and she slumped in a heap on the floor.


"Some people shouldn't knock other people out" She stepped out of the shadows. I was so impressed by her. She had crushed some horse meds into the bottle, she wouldn't tell me what but they had clearly worked. I guessed that as it had been Ashley who had slammed her riding hat into the girl's skull, she deserved the same treatment. "Let's go"


***


"Fuck" I rolled over. I was feeling sick, confused, and lost. It must have been a good night. Then snippets started to come back to me. The stables, the Champagne. "Fuck!" I tried to stand, my legs quivering.


"Hello!" I looked up she was on a horse. There was another rider on a horse beside her. "Run"


"What?" My voice sounded woolly, my lips dry and my tongue felt too big for my mouth. There was a sudden pain in my leg, I looked down and saw blood! "You shot me! You fucking shot me!"


"It's just paint" There was another phutt noise and a sharp pain in my other leg, this time a blue splatter crossed my jodhpurs. "I'll tell you again, just to make it fun. Run We'll give you a ninety-second head start."


"You fucking crazy bitch. Do you know who I am?"


Phutt


"Fuck That hurts."


"Sixty seconds"


"Charlotte? What the fuck are you doing to me. Why are you with Ow! Fuck"


"Thirty seconds. Ashley, for fuck's sake, run. At least make it interesting."


She looked up with sudden realisation. She was never the sharpest knife in the drawer and started to run away from us, across the field. I started to count slowly as she sprinted through the grass.


"29 30!"


We kicked our horses on. It wasn't long until we caught up, and the first paintball flew past her ear. Ashley yelped, ducking and losing her footing, she went face down into a muddy puddle and I got a good shot, a nice orange ball, right on her plump arse! She yelped, staggering to her feet as we both got shots on her back.


She was yelping and bolted towards a barrel which was standing to the left-hand side. Bad move bitch! I rode up to it pushing it over, It tipped pouring liquid mud over her as she cowered behind it. As she stood up trying to clear her eyes I shot her and got a good hit on her left breast. She swore, charging towards me which earned her a matching shot on the right.


"I'll fucking kill you!" It was at this point that she convulsed, gargling and falling to her knees. My partner had ridden behind her and pressed a cattle prod we had found in the old dairy into her shoulder. We pulled back, allowing her some time to escape. She bolted again in a panic in a hail of paintballs, her body becoming a Picasso-like canvas.


She held up her hand and we pulled up our horses. The first trap! Ashley ran on soon realising that she was starting to sink. Her fine boots started to disappear in thick, black mud. She was soon up to her knees, pleading with us. I raised my gun, but my partner told me it wouldn't be fair.


I flung a rope towards her. She looked at me nervously. "Take the rope or stay stuck, maybe you will sink a bit more"


Ashley grabbed the rope, pleading with me. I held the rope fast, pulling back with my horse until she was laying, like a beached whale, on the muddy ground. She stood up before shrieking.


"My boots!"


We looked down and saw that her boots were firmly trapped, she had been pulled clean out of them. She stared at them for a moment before looking down.


"I'm sorry"


"What?" I stuttered.


"I've been a bitch. Yes, I hit you and knocked you out. Sienna told me to do it. I really felt bad" She muttered the last few words.



"I'm sorry. What?"


"I felt really bad. I was a bitch Fuck" She sighed. "Why do I go along with her" She turned to our groom. "I am so sorry. I don't even know your name and I really hurt you. Can you forgive me?"


"Of course" She smiled.


"You drugged me, but then I assaulted you. I guess that makes us even? But those paintballs fucking hurt." She walked towards a tree, her head in her hands.


I yelled. "No! Stop!" She froze. "We can't do this to her. She's said sorry"


"Do what?" Ashley turned towards us.


"There's a trip wire there Be careful"


"A tripwire?" She looked down. "Ohhh What does that do?"


"Can I show her?" I bubbled over with excitement. The groom giggled.


"What are you like? What did I do to you in that molasses bath?"


"Molasses bath?" Ashley looked confused.


"Yeah, I sort of got punished too. We got tarred and feathered"


"We?"


I blushed deeply, I could feel my ears going red. "II" I took a deep breath. "Okay It was really fun, sexy Oh I know it's wrong. But have you never wanted to get messy, play in the mud"


"God no!"


"What, never?" I winked at her. "You've never wanted to go from the perfectly dressed WAG to someone totally ruined?"


"Charlotte You are sounding a bit weird. No I like to be clean."


I laughed, dismounting and handing the reins to my partner. I walked towards Ashley, grabbing hold of her shoulders.


"Oh no!" She fought me, her bare feet slithering in the mud. "Please no I don't want to"


"Oh, you big baby!" I walked one step forward hitting the wire. There was a clunk and a wave of slop hit us. It was a combination of old engine oil and tractor grease which knocked us both from our feet. We were in a huge pool of black grease, slipping and sliding. I pushed Ashley down, tearing her blouse and starting to smooth the grease over her chest. She moaned and writhed before overpowering me and pushing me back, kissing me deeply.


We stood gingerly and started to undress each other exposing clean skin beneath. I shoved her back so she was lying in the grease before straddling her, my pussy over her face. She slithered for a moment before reaching her tongue into my folds, she lapped hungrily as I caressed her, and I was soon cumming hard, falling back into the sloppy grease. I inserted my slippery fingers into her, she was moaning and writhing we were soon covered and cumming together before falling back in each other's arms


"I was always a bit in awe of you I just acted like a total bitch to you" Ashley caressed my greasy hair.


"Err I've got your boots"


We looked up, she was holding a pair of riding boots. They were coated in thick mud. "I'll clean them for you I'm feeling like I may have gone too far"


Ashley stood up slowly. "I have something to ask you I need to do two things."


"Okay And those are?"


***


'Is this Ashley Cruz? - Greasy pictures emerge of an undercover WAG'

The photos which have gone viral online appear to show the normally immaculate Cruz covered in oil and grease with two, as yet unknown people. Cruz was approached for a comment and just stated that she cannot confirm or deny that it is her beneath the mess, but that life is a mess itself and sometimes you have to embrace it.


***

"Hello" I looked up to see Ashley standing outside the stable. "I brought you a coffee."


"Oh" I paused. "Thank you."


"What's wrong?" She looked taken aback.


"You're being nice"


She giggled, it was rather lovely. "Look, I needed a wake-up call. I had been a total bitch, to everyone. I was being manipulated by Well, people, Sienna was certainly one of them. But we went too far. I needed what you did, but those fucking paintballs You cow!"


"I'm sorry So you and Charlotte?..."


She blushed. "Well" She coughed. "Could you help us with something? Please?"


She walked me towards the barn. Stepping inside I whistled. The pool I had built with bales seemed to have been extended, it was deeper. I walked towards it.


"What?"


"Okay I think we know that the Queen Bee needs to be punished, and we would like to help."


"In what way"


"Well I thought we could test a few ideas" Charlotte stepped out of the shadows. "Messy ones"


"What have I done to you two?"


"Woken us up This is Oh, I don't know what it is, but I'm creaming my jods thinking about it"


I laughed. "Okay" I hopped up onto the bales, peering into the new, deeper pool. "What the hell is in there?"

"Oh, molasses, feathers, oil, grease, mud, paint, eggs A few other things"


I looked at the dark pool which was streaked with colour and smelled rank. I gulped, it had to be at least three feet deep. "Err I am not really sure about this. What do you want to do? I mean, how do you intend to get Sienna to well"


"Details" Ashley stepped up beside me. "You're good at those."


"Right" I looked up. "And what the hell is up there on the next level?"


"Something" Ashley whispered in my ear.


"What?" I giggled. "Okay well If we can make it happen Wow!" I looked at the two women. "It's a bit nasty"


"Nothing we wouldn't try ourselves"


I noticed she was hopping from foot to foot. "What do you mean by that?"


"Oh for fuck's sake Do we have to spell it out for you? We both messed you up, we deserve punishment, yada yada" Ashley laughed. "Please will you help us test our messy revenge on Sienna?"


"Why do you need me?"


"Look, we can leap in the pool, but it's more humiliating if we are Made to" She bit her lip. "And, worse, oh so much worse if we were filmed doing it"


"For fucks Okay Just tell me what to do?"


***

'What the WAG?'

A second video has been released and has now been viewed over six hundred million times internationally. The video clearly shows Ashley Cruz experiencing a bizarre punishment where she is seen with another woman being covered in disgusting slop which is said to include mud, molasses, feathers, glue and eggs. Ashley has come out saying in a somewhat cryptic statement that she 'deserved all she got and that others, who know they have done the wrong thing should be aware of what is coming to them.'


***

The two women lept at her, hugging her. "So what do I need to do to both of you?"


"Well we are both dressed in our finest outfits." I looked as they turned theatrically showing off brilliant white breeches, polished long black riding boots and white blouses. "But, we won't stay looking this good for long!" They were both giggling like schoolgirls as they led me to the back of the barn below the line of barrels. It appeared that these would tip onto anyone standing on the edge of the pool dropping whatever they contained. The barrels themselves had been placed in rope cradles at an angle with their lids removed. Whereas I couldn't see what was within, it was clear they were finely balanced. I was very impressed, they had gone to a lot of effort to do this.


The two stood in front of me, side by side. Ashley nodded and I pulled the first rope, they looked up as a flow of white ooze started to pour covering them. I sniffed, glue? What the hell? They two were soon coated from head to toe as the flow continued. Eventually, it stopped, they spat mouthfuls of glue and cleared their eyes. They were two sticky, shiny statues. It was rather beautiful. I glanced at the Go Pro screen, I had five filming this including the one in my hand, Ashley has said she would edit the video.


The two slipped and staggered along the bales beneath a second barrel. They nodded and a pile of dust hit them sticking firmly to the glue. I was confused, and then they started to tear at their clothing, scratching and pulling. Ahh I thought, itching powder and it looked to be powerful stuff. They were cursing and pulling off their clothes as the evil dust started to react. Ashley was tearing Charlotte's blouse and then ripped her bra before they both stripped their jodhpurs and boots. I was laughing as they struggled, desperately fighting the urge to scratch and failed miserably. I pulled the next rope, more glue hit their now naked bodies. Charlotte swore. Girls, you set this up I thought to myself. The next rope released more powder and groans from the two. They were well and truly covered.


I had no idea what the next rope did but soon discovered as a tug of it released a huge bag which swung towards them like a boxing glove. They both flew, face-first into the slop below, sinking into the molasses, feather and paint mess. I could see the two blobs now wrestling in the deep morass.


I saw the waterproof dildos and threw them towards them, Ashley grabbed one, forcing Charlotte down she attacked her, the powerful vibrations clearly hitting the spot. She grabbed her own and soon both women were writhing and cumming in each other's arms.


***

"So you were able to wash it off?" It was the next day, they'd played in the pool for many hours before slithering out exhausted together.


"Mostly" Ashley smiled.


"And you enjoyed that?"


"More than you can imagine In fact?" I saw the glint in her eyes


"No" I struggled because they had my arms. I was just able to kick off my Hunter boots as they dragged me to the top of the bale pool. "Please"


"Oh We've just reset it all. And it could do with another test"


"Shit!"


Whoomp Fuck that itching powder is fucking powerful I was tearing at my clothes as were the other two who were giggling and helping me strip. We were soon all naked just as the second set of glue and powder hit.


I'd forgotten the bag and didn't notice as the two stood aside. I was taken unawares as it hit me, filled with soft wood shavings I was plunged into the mess.


"Here we go!" Ashley cried out as she lept into the pit beside me. The last thing I saw before I was pushed under was two women approaching me with vibrators.