NOTE
This story follows on from the previous 'Fund Raiser' and 'Slapstick Mayhem 'stories


Mark sighed with relief as he put the finishing touches to his plan for the second fund raiser for his now permanent employer Frampstone Kingsley University College. It was almost a year since he was approached by the Principal, Sally Hargreaves Smyth at short notice to raise £10k for the failing educational establishment. Having achieved his task he was very happy to accept the offer of full time "Commercial and Promotional Manager". Rather a posh title with a modest basic salary but the incentive of receiving 20% of any income raised on fund raising initiatives.

The College had in fact gained an explosion of interest with record applications from potential students and significant local publicity all of which delighted the trustees of the College which bizarrely was named after the actor Kingsley Frampstone yet somewhere in time had the name transposed to its current title! The trustees who were largely relatives of the actor had generously contributed a large sum of cash which apart from paying his salary kept the running costs of the College manageable.
The other shock that Mark had was at his interview when in addition to the College Principal also in attendance was the new Chair of Governors none other than his old friend, and former employer in various guises Penny Locke!
Although he was aware of her friendship with his former boss Becky, it soon became obvious that Penny had established a good working relationship with Sally Hargreaves Smyth. When casually Penny mentioned that he would again be given freedom to organise what he wanted she did add a caveat that both she and Sally would be taking a close look at his plans.
Had he also been privileged to be present in the room once he left the interview he would be very worried.
"And if Mark thinks he's getting away with just humiliating ladies this time he's in for a rude shock" Penny said with a grin at her friend.
"Absolutely" responded Sally "after my gunging last time I have a score to settle. Time to break open the wine from my fridge. It does seem a shame we have so long to wait".

And so fast forward almost a year and the "Festival of Fun" as Mark had christened the two day event approached.
The afternoon before the main event was due to commence Mark received a phone call from Abi, the Catering Manager asking to see him in her office . Over the last few months Mark and Abi had enjoyed the odd night out but more as friends although that had not stopped them enjoying overnight stays at his flat.
Mark made his way to her office which was located in an older building of the College campus, an area rarely visited by Mark but he was aware there were a number of small store rooms located in the rabbit warren of corridors.
Abi was pleased to see Mark and exchanged kisses on the cheek.
"Thanks for coming down Mark. I've got some great news. You remember Mr Platt from PCS , well he has generously agreed to sponsor your event with even more money than last year"
"I always thought PCS stood for 'pies, custard services not Platt Catering Services!. And dare I ask what was provided for this generous gift?" responded Mark.
Abi blushed "what are you suggesting" but with a grin in his direction. "Anyway he's gross, old and he got me very messy last time" hoping Mark remembered.
He smiled "yes I remember it well" as she aimed a playful punch in his direction.
"Anyway of more importance he has provided a new recipe for pies and I was wondering if I could show you and get your verdict?" Abi who was wearing a white blouse black mini skirt , stockings and black heels turned beckoning Mark to follow her.
Mark had no hesitation in following along one of the corridors to a door which opened into a bare room which was previously a store room. In fact the room was not completely bare as on a trestle table sat about 20 large creamy pies of varying colours, pink, yellow and some plain white.
Mark grinned feeling a stirring below.
Abi announced " now I thought it might be an idea to try them out" looking at Mark in a sensual way. "But of course I can't get my office clothes messy as I suspect you might want to try them out on a target"
Mark could not quite believe his luck as he watched Abi slowly unbutton and remove her shirt and slip out of her skirt leaving her in sexy matching black bra and thong. Posing in front of him Abi grinned "well what are you waiting for" preparing herself for the anticipated onslaught.
Needing no further instructions Mark picked up two pink pies and despite Abi's half hearted attempt by saying "Oh you wouldn't" as the two pies were smashed into her face followed by one on her head two covering her chest as she recoiled.
"I have to say said Mark "this pie filling is very good" as he continued to plaster Abi over the body rubbing the mess into her boobs and crotch as she moaned with pleasure.
Suddenly she told him to stop. Slowly she wiped the cream from her face "Hang on lover boy you don't think this is all for me do you. I want you to experience this too" as she indicated to him to remove his shirt and shorts revealing a pair of white boxers and an obvious bulge which caused Abi to exclaim "my someone has been enjoying things lets see if that continues. "
Moving slowly in front of him licking the ingredients of the first pie before slamming it into his face, swiftly followed by a pie sandwich before decorating his chest and stomach with more pies.
Allowing him to wipe his eyes, but only to see her move in closely with her left hand gently stroking his upper thigh before unloading a pie directly onto his erect penis firmly rubbing in as he groaned with pleasure. Six more pies swiftly followed leaving Mark completely obliterated before the barrage ceased.
With a grin Abi threw herself on top of Mark as they slid to the floor frantically removing what clothing remained enjoying a wonderful sexual experience. Once they had both climaxed Abi whispered to Mark "and the good news is that I have a shower installed next door just for such moments"
Mark grinned and wondered what else lay ahead.

And so the first day of fund raising to achieve the £20k target arrived.
Once again his friend Adam had come up trumps by providing a Dunk Tank full of water positioned in one corner of the courtyard. Once again the Pillory and additionally Stocks had been provided together with three plastic chairs and a number of buckets placed behind them covered with blankets to prevent seeing what they contained.. It was agreed that the Gunge Tank would be kept back for Day 2.

Adam had again used social media to bolster numbers together with large numbers of mystified students. Mark announced the start of proceedings. "Guys, our first fund raiser is the chance to dunk one of our lovely students into the tank of what I understand is rather chilly water. Simply hand over your £10 to my colleague Adam and try your luck hitting the target. Lets meet the girls" at which point four 1st year students entered the stage long blonde haired leggy Harriet, curvaceous auburn haired Erica, slim dark haired Emma and short haired blonde Rosie.
All the girls looked rather nervous clutching towels round their bodies. Harriet was the first victim and she removed her towel to whistles from the crowd as she revealed a skimpy yellow bikini. Taking her seat above the tank a keen crowd of throwers emerged. It did not take long for a successful throw to send Harriet into the pool fully submerging gasping at Mark "Chilly that's bloody cold" before returning for more dunkings. She was followed after her 20 minute ordeal by Erica who was wearing a tight fitting white T shirt and blue denim shorts. Erica showed more character teasing the crowd when they missed. However she was quietened after her first dunking, although her technique did mean she had fewer dunkings than the meek Harriet
The elegant Emma was next having chosen to wear a tight fitting light blue one piece swimsuit. Emma's sexy smile seemed to be distracting the crowd so Mark decided to increase the stakes by offering anyone donating £20 to simply push the button to send her crashing into the pool. An indignant Emma was the victim on countless occasions as the money flowed.
A crestfallen sodden Emma eventually was released scowling at Mark. Finally Rosie who also wore a brief red bikini took her place. "I really want to stay dry guys i've just had my hair styled " she pleaded but to no avail as once again she was dunked regularly throughout her 20 minute session.
At the end Mark announced that a healthy sum of over £1000 had been raised. But at this point he did not see Sally Hargreaves Smyth approach and snatch the microphone from his hand.
"Thank you for your contributions but I feel a degree of sexism here. All we seem to see is our poor students getting wet for your satisfaction. I'm sorry Mark but in these days of equality" and nodded to the four students led by Emma grab Mark and march him to the seat on the tank.
"Now ladies I only think its right and proper that you have the pleasure" and as the girls laughed together they pushed the button sending Mark crashing into the pool submerging completely. As he clambered out he was shocked as Emma and Danielle the Student Union President each hurled a bucket of cold water filled from the tank over him as he shouted in surprise.
"We'll be starting our second activity shortly once our host has dried off " beamed Sally with an evil grin.

Mark was philosophical about his soaking and swiftly changed into another outfit of polo shirt and shorts. What he was unaware was this was only the beginning.
The next activity saw two new members of staff become the victims of the Pillory. Brittany and Laura wearing identical white T shirts and pink tight shorts and both with flowing blonde hair had been persuaded to volunteer as "pie targets" in the Pillory as the spectators were invited to part with their cash to throw pies. A significant number of students took this as an opportunity not to miss as firstly Brittany was destroyed with over 25 pies, her ample bosom proving a popular target particularly for the male members of the crowd. Her place was taken by Laura whose sweet innocent pleas to be kind fell on deaf ears as she suffered even more than her colleague. Pies covered her face, head and body as eventually she was released spluttering "never again" her immaculate hair ruined.

"To keep up the Medieval theme" announced Mark "we now have two people to sit in the stocks, your popular SU President Danielle and the lovely Sacha. And girls you'll be pleased to learn no pies just wet sponges." There was a groan from the crowd but relief from the two girls who had adopted the FKUC uniform of white t shirt and pink shorts.
Mark waited until both girls were securely fastened by Adam. "Only kidding guys we've still got some pies left and for double your contribution you can soak them with a bucket of water as Adam revealed a large bathtub full of water.
"Hey" an indignant Danielle shouted "that's not fair you promised sponges only". A smiling Mark shrugged his shoulders "its all for a good cause" . Needless to say the sponges option was fairly unpopular although Mark did notice the squeals from the two girls as the contents of the sponges ran down their bodies. It was not long however before the remaining 12 pies were thrown at the defenceless girls leaving them wet, messy and not too happy. The problem was partially fixed when a similar number of buckets of water were thrown over them which had the effect of at least cleaning them up.
A finger wagging Danielle was somewhat angry at having been tricked. When Mark announced that the total had increased to £5k there was polite applause interrupted by the appearance of Penny. She again took the microphone and after congratulating Mark on his efforts said "I do however echo the comments of our Principal" looking at Mark with an amusing stare. He had a feeling that something was about to happen. Before he could protest Abi and Rachel his former student who was now employed as his Assistant, grabbed him and assisted by Danielle was locked into the stocks.
Adam watching this unfold was unaware that behind him Sacha, Sally's Secretary, and Melissa another former student, appeared each holding a large cream pie which they calmly deposited in his face as a perfect pie sandwich to his surprise.
"Couldn't let you miss out on the fun" said Sacha grinning at Melissa.
Mark grinned as his friend tried to clear the mess but he knew that his time was soon to come.
Penny announced "Revenge time girls, and remember Mark its all for a good cause" as she smartly moved away enabling a queue comprising Rachel, Danielle, Brittany and Laura hurl and push over 20 pies into his face and body before allowing Abi the honour of carrying a huge cake and dramatically push and hold his face for several seconds in the contents,
Mark spluttered helpless to clear his face.
"Oh dear" said Penny "I don't think he can see poor man" and with that hurled a bucket of cold water all over him.
"Now we must release him girls there's still one part of todays programme left."
The girls exchanged high fives as Mark was released handed a towel to enable him to announce the final part of Day 1.

Mark recovered his composure ruefully accepting his punishment. "Ok our final action involved 'guess the mess"
"Our willing volunteers " giving a look at the two girls "are Rachel and Abi who were both dressed in matching white mini dresses. "Please take your seats " and with a whispered comment to Abi "and I'm going to enjoy this".
"Now" he continued " The idea is we have 6 buckets placed behind the girls. We are asking you to donate as much as you can for the bucket of your choice numbered 1 to 6 and once a certain figure is reached, namely £500, the contents of that bucket will be tipped over one of the girls. Abi will get the odd numbers and Rachel the even numbers". Both girls looked apprehensive and with some reason. Adam now cleaned up happily resumed his duties collecting the donations. After a period had elapsed Mark announced that Bucket No 1 had reached the agreed price. A nervous Abi sat awaiting her fate.
Mark invited Mr Platt on stage introducing him as a generous sponsor. Abi glared at Mark as Mr Platt picked up the bucket and tipped the contents, custard, over Abi, her white dress soon changing colour., the clammy liquid covering her completely.
"Bucket No 2 " said Mark this time inviting Adam to pick up the bucket and deposit contents, baked beans, over the screaming Rachel to cheers f rom the crowd.
"Bucket No 3 has not quite reached the financial target " Mark explained and was pleasantly surprised to see Sally step forward, hand cash to Adam and announce "I think you are there now". With that Mark invited Sally to perform the honours as Chocolate completely engulfed Abi.
Bucket no 4 was then tipped over Rachel by her friend Melissa which to Rachels surprise was full of cold water as a shrill scream hit the air.
Mark was thoroughly enjoying the sight of his two favourite people squirming in their seats.
"Now bucket no 6 has reached the target so prepare yourself Rachel " as he tipped the contents Rice pudding over her head ensuring a good supply went inside her dress. Rachel graciously accepted her punishment as Abi awaited her final punishment. "Ladies and gentlemen you have been very generous and I can announce we are close to £8k on day 1 but as we have a special bucket for our lovely Catering Manager could i plead with you to dig deep for the final time. It really will be worth it."
Abi looked perplexed but Mark's persuasion worked as the cash flowed in. At that point Mark motioned Adam to wheel in the bathtub but to Abi's horror it was full of sticky cake mix. Indicating Abi to stand up Mark together with Adam picked her up by the arms and legs respectively held her over the bath for a few seconds whilst she shouted "No no" before dumping into the bath with a splash as she went under before emerging literally 'caked' from head to toe.
Swiftly exiting Mark waved a cheerio delighted at his prank as Rachel helped her friend from the bath.

That evening Mark reflected on the success of the day but his thoughts were interrupted by a call from Sally who asked to see him in her office. He made his way to her office.
"Now I'll come straight to the point Mark" (he was always worried when she used his Christian name) "Firstly well done for providing such entertainment. I know you have the Gunge Tank arranged for tomorrow and we don't want a repeat of last year do we" she said in a slightly threatening manner. "In other words you will not be gunging me. Remember I am the Principal".
Mark smiled " Well Sally I cant guarantee that it was a popular move last year".
Sally hesitated "Oh but I think we can come to an arrangement don't you" staring hard at him.
Astonished Mark watched as she swiftly pushed the pile of papers from her desk and slowly and seductively started unbuttoning her green dress, letting it fall to the ground leaving her in just a pair of red brief knickers. Still stunned Mark then felt Sally tug at his shirt pulling it over his head before unbuttoning his jeans leaving him in his Calvin Klein briefs. Instantly Sally pushed him onto the desk before clambering on him his semi erect penis soon the centre of her attention as she massaged his groin area before slipping off her briefs and removing his. For the second time this week Mark was the recipient of a lustful female and could hardly refuse especially as he realised she was an attractive woman. They cavorted for several minutes before each groaned with pleasure as she put his rampant cock in her mouth smiling as he came.
Relaxing together Sally looked at Mark "and of course nothing happened here did it Mark. Remember our agreement".
Mark nodded. Tomorrow could be fun.

And so Day 2 arrived. Mark announced to the assembled crowd " Today is our Gungeathon,. A number of people have been nominated to be gunged thanks to the amounts raised for each individual £1000. And first in the list is Rachel." With a big grin Rachel leapt on stage wearing a tiny green bikini. "Very suitable Rachel I just hope we haven't got green gunge" giving her a pat on the bottom. Please take your seat". Rachel sat awaiting the inevitable as Mark led the crowd in counting down "3 2 1 " at which point a torrent of blue gunge covered Rachel as she sportingly made no effort to move her blonde hair plastered to her face. "Eer " she exclaimed "this gunge gets everywhere" as she struggled out. "Can i help remove some" whispered Mark but this time it was Rachel who gave Mark a playful pat.
"Next we have our SU President Danielle now accustomed to her annual gunging "Thank God this is my last year as President" she sighed as she waited for the gunge to pour. Soon the petite mini skirted redhead was transformed as purple gunge covered her pink outfit.
Adam was furiously refilling the tank. Mark continued "We have been fortunate that Mr Dick Platt has sponsored our events heavily and I'm delighted to invite him on stage together with Abi". Abi was wearing a stunning red lycra style mini dress low cut giving Mr Platt a very pleasant experience. On matching red heels Abi looked a bit uncomfortable.
Now Mark has discovered that Mr Platt was actually a secret Wammer which probably explained his enthusiasm to help. " I understand that you are prepared to be our next victim sir". Mr Platt wearing a suit was clearly excited at the prospect especially as Abi was to pull the chain, something she relished.
"However" said Mark "We are slightly short of our target, I wonder Mr Platt if we could persuade you to part with another £1000.
And there is an incentive because if you do Abi will join you". Abi looked stunned "But my dress its new" looking angrily at Mark.
But Mr Platt looked happy and agreed. Ushering Abi to enter the tank and sit on his lap Mark waited before unleashing green gunge over the pair, A sodden Abi and a beaming Mr Platt exited in different moods.
"Now" said Mark "we have one final gunging today, And it might be a surprise to the person concerned. He noticed a worried Sally look at him. Mark continued "And the lucky person is......Penny"
A shocked Penny looked aghast. She was wearing a smart two piece business suit in light blue with her stylish short blonde hair more suitably attired for a Business Conference, "Yes our Chair of Governors has been so supportive we all agree that this would be a fitting finale especially as we received an anonymous £1000 donation"
Penny looked angrily at Mark "You...." but could not find the words as Adam helped Mark place her in the tank before Mark with a huge grin announced our £20k target has been reached thanks to you Penny" as a cascade of green and yellow gunge completely covered her look of bewilderment on her face.

But if Mark thought this was the end he was mistaken. Sally Hargreaves Smyth moved forward. "I would like to congratulate Mark on this magnificent achievement but one thing worries me. Ladies do you agree our organisers look rather clean" A roar went up from the students. Mark looked worried glancing towards Adam he saw that his friend had been sat and restrained on a chair by Sacha and Melissa whilst Danielle poured a bucket of green gunge over him. Well thats not too bad thought Mark but he was not to be so lucky. A gunge covered Abi, Brittany and Laura helped by bikini clad Rachel forced him into the tank . "Prepare for your fate" a gleeful Sally said as she pulled the chain. But nothing happened. Sally checked the chain and leaned towards the tank. Mark took his chance, grabbed hold of Sally and dragged her in with him as Sally protested. Rachel grinned, pulled the chain, and this time the gunge flowed covering both Mark and Sally in yellow gunge. Sally was furious whilst Mark could not stop laughing as he moved out of the tank. But he was too happy looking at Sally's predicament to fail to notice Abi and Rachel armed each with a bucket of green gunge to hurl the contents over him.

Reflecting on the entertainment provided over the last couple of days Mark recognised the girls had got revenge but the target he had been set was achieved although he was worried over what Sally would say in the morning. In the meantime he had an a meet with Abi to look forward to and a promise that the meal they were about to share was going to be eaten not thrown!!

THE END