This is the follow on story to Part 1 posted by AJ2. You need to read that first and you should as I get pretty humiliated in it!!



Michelle Keegan's TV crew were nearly packed up and Michelle said to Stan the crew leader

"I'm just going to hang around with her, make sure there is no hard feelings! I'll get a taxi later"

"Sure" said Stan keen to be gone as quick as possible.

Michelle turned back to the very heavily pied Irina. The girl's hair, face, shoulders and breasts are all completely covered and soaked in the gloopy custard from the pies. Most of the rest of her smart red satin sleeveless bouse had custard over it. And As Michelle watched, a large chunk of the pie she had slapped on Irina's red panties, slide down her right thigh before landing on Irina's navy skirt which was still round her ankles.

What surprised Michelle was that Irina seemed to radiate deep satisfaction from below all this mess when Michelle would have expected, maybe disgust or despair at this so very public humiliation. The other surprise was how much she had enjoyed doing this to this smartly dressed, nicely made up girl.

Irina bent down to retrieve her custard splattered skirt from the floor and said "Come in and I will find you that drink"

Michelle followed the skirt-less Irina through the door and into the room. It was immediately clear that this was more of a serviced apartment than a simple hotel room. The room she was in was a comfortable sized living room with several door leading off it. There were some sofas and a window with a view of the London skyline.

There was also another very attractive young woman in the room, while this woman was a little shorter than Irina she had longer slightly darker blonde hair and a much fuller figure emphasised by some impressively large breasts in a white strapless top. The outfit was completed with some snug black trousers with a side zip opening tucked in some high heel boots that rise up as far as the top of the calf. Michelle immediately assumed this is Yana who set Irina's humiliation in motion and she looks very happy about Irina's utterly trashed appearance.

This was confirmed instantly when Irina said "Look what she did to me Yana!" and shakes her fist at Yana.

Michelle sensed a playfulness under this admonishment and Yana just laughed and said to Michelle "Oh you did a great job on her! Thank you so much!"

"It was a pleasure!" replied Michelle instinctively with a laugh and then casts a glance over at Irina afraid of giving offence but Irina laughed as she went through one of the doors into what looks like a kitchen.

"I guess you couldn't see too much of the pieing from in here" said Michelle.

"I was trying to keep out of sight it's true since I was pretending not to be ready until you got here but I was able to see it on TV!"

Only then did Michelle notice the TV screen on a low table. The show was muted but it is unmistakably the revitalised NHP in progress. The show had got to one of the highlights, the part where someone takes a ride around the house having mess thrown at them before getting a multidirectional gunging at the end. Michelle made out some text at the bottom of the screen saying the 'guest' in the car is Molly Marsh of Love Island fame.

Michelle had to accept the words as true. The girl in the car, in a very short strapless black leather minidress, had already had blue slime poured over her and a pie in the face so it's hard to know. As Michelle watched a load of flour is dropped on Molly. Michelle found herself biting her lip in what feels like excitement at Molly's ongoing humiliation.

But then Irina came back in to the main room with a bottle of vodka and three full glasses. Irina filled these quickly and handed them round.

"Here is to having clean underwear! Like you two" said Irina and knocked back her vodka. Yana and Michelle did the same. The vodka was ice cold and smooth but also quite a large shot! Michelle noted that Irina did not seem to be heading to the shower but she is not unhappy as she seemed to like looking at the custard plastered Irina!

"So," said Michelle feeling the warm glow of the vodka and noticing Irina pouring another round. "I hope you feel we have helped even things up between you and Irina"

Irina laughed and Yana smiled. Irina said "Oh you have been taken in by Yana here! Yana needs no help from you I promise!"

"No!" cried Michelle, taking a sip of the vodka "You mean those things you told us about what Irina had done to you like, like covering you in pies in your gym outfit, having a bucket of green slime fall on you at work, sitting you in all those cakes. Those did not happen?"

"Yes, yes" protested Yana "They all happened!"

"But" interrupted Irina, wiping some custard away from her eye "Yana has done many similar things to me! You see Yana and I have a long running competition to find ways of messily humiliating each other!"

Yana's sheepish impression betrayed the truth of this.

"But I have to say Yana, this was a good one. Getting me pied on live TV!" said Irina shaking her head in admiration.

"So you two enjoy this sort of thing?" Asked Michelle.

"Yes, we find it great fun" said Irina her tone hinting at more than fun.

The thing was Michelle could seem to understand this. For sure she had loved letting Irina have the pies but she wondered if it would actually be 'fun', in some way, to be on the receiving end!

The three of them finished off their vodkas in what felt a slightly loaded silent moment before Irina said. "Actually, you helped out Yana more than you know."

"Why?" asked Michelle. Yana also looked puzzled.

"Well! I had planned to ambush her when we got back from theatre!" laughed Irina. "I had all the food ready in the kitchen!"

Yana walked toward the kitchen! Michelle followed and Irina bought up the rear.

The kitchen was generous in size and the work surfaces were covered in food items, pies of various sorts, cakes, jugs of various sauces, bowls of trifles and puddings and even more!

Yana wagged her figure at Irina "Oh you planned to give me a real plastering!" Irina laughed but did not deny it!

"I can see you two are really into this slapstick joke thing!" said Michelle and for some reason running her perfect nails through her glorious hair.

"Well! I thought you had a good time letting me have it!" exclaimed Irina.

"I did I admit it." Agreed Michelle.

"Have you never been on the end of a slapstick messy gag" asked Yana.

"I have actually, a small one on TV where some gunk was dropped on my head. It was quite funny and I did sort of enjoy it"

"So," said Irina "You are in show business and have never had a pie in the face?"

"No, I seem to have avoided it so far!" laughed Michelle.

Irina got the feeling that Michelle might be up for some mess, she was quiet quick to accept the drink invitation at the door. Irina looked at Michelle, her glorious hair and very pretty face, perfectly made up for the appearance on TV and her desire to let her have her have a pie is really strong. Irina glanced at Yana and could just tell she is thinking along the same lines.

"Well," said Irina starting slowly "I could let you have a pie now and we put it on Insta and then you will have done that!"

Michelle laughed non-commitally. There seemed so many reasons not to get a pie in the face her makeup, her hair, the humiliation of it. And yet there was something appealing about it as well. It would make a big splash on social media and make her look a good sport after that TV spot.

"So," started Michelle still not fully committing "which pie would I get if I wanted one"

Irina tried not to cheer but she was very excited, she is very sure that Michelle is going to agree to taking a pie.

"I think," said Irina looking around the room "we should use that nice flan with the custard filling and cream topping"

All three of them looked at this pie. It would certainly make a significant mess of Michelle.

Michelle thought "Wow. That will go in my hair and some might go down onto my new dress. That would be quiet messy. Do I really want that pie?"

Irina was on the verge of suggesting a smaller pie when Michelle nodded, took a breath and said "Ok, let's do it! I feel you deserve to do it to me Irina."

"Oh, thank you" said Irina "Yana will video us!"

There was a flurry of activity and at the end of it, Yana was standing where she had got a full length shot of Michelle smiling nervously looking at the camera face on. Standing next to her was Irina, still without a skirt and covered in a lot of pie mess. Irina was however smiling broadly and holding in the palm of her hand the 25 cm diameter cream and custard flan!

Yana started the video.

"Hello!" Irina said cheerfully "I am sure you all saw me humiliated on NHP by this lady Michelle Keagan. Michelle smiled nervously and gave a small wave. "I can't even remember how many pies she let me have! Even one on my panties! Shocking!"

Michelle did her best to look sheepish.

"And we have found out that Michelle has never, never, had a single pie in the face!" explained Irina. "Of course we are now going to change this, which is only fair after what she did to me! So Michelle" Irina turned to look at Michelle "Are you ready for your first pie?"

Michelle's thoughts are a strange mix of trepidation and excitement but she decides her outward looks should be one of reluctance.

"Well, I suppose it's fair but I am a bit worried about my hair" Michelle gave her long dark hair a shake.

"You will just have to take your chances!" cried Irina. "Ready??"

Michelle made a concerned worried face at the camera.

Irina slapped the pie firmly right in Michelle's pretty face! There was a delightful wet 'Splat' noise. Cream oozed out from around the tin dish as Irina pushed the pie home. Cream steaks have radiated down onto Michelle's bare shoulders and onto her dress, dribbles of custard joined them.

Michelle let her mouth drop in shock but did not say anything. While she was taken aback by the mess she did find the humiliation of it somehow appealing even exciting.

As Michelle slowly wiped her eyes Irina said. "So, we are glad to share this small piece of justice with you!" Irina waved with a broad smile. Yana finished the video. Yana shared the video with Irina and Michelle and they agree they will all post it to their profiles. As soon as it was on Michelle's she got a huge response.

"Oh that seems a popular move." Commented Michelle as she plucked a blob of cream out of her hair. Michelle was taken aback about how much people liked her getting the pie!

"Oh, I am famous" said Irina as he looked at her phone as Michelle had tagged her.

"I guess pies are the main part of your messy antics" asked Michelle somehow knowing she was tempting fate here.

"Oh, pies are great fun" Yana said "but there are lots of things we love doing to each other!"

"What sort of thing does Irina love to do to you Yana?" asked Michelle.

"Well!" laughed Yana "Irina loves to stuff mess in my bra!"

"It's true," confessed Ira "It's those boobs of hers!"

"Oh, a mess filled bra!" said Michelle and then almost without thinking "What must that be like?"

Irina knew then that Michelle wanted to know and for sure, she Irina was going to oblige.

Irina looked Michelle in the eyes as intensely as she could and asked in a husky voice "What bra have you got on Michelle?"

Michelle looked momentarily taken aback and of course she knew the sensible thing would be to laugh off the question but instead she found herself saying "A pink strapless one"

"Well, we could stuff that with that Lemon pudding?" Irina nodded toward a bowl of bright yellow fluffy pudding.

There was a moment of silence and then Michelle said "Oh, you wouldn't do that to me would you?" The lack of conviction was evident to everyone.

"Oh, we would" said Irina picking up the bowl as both her and Yana stepped over to Michelle. Michelle could not really understand why she was not moving away or protesting but she was not. Michelle looked down as the front of her nice floral dress is pulled open and sure enough the pudding is stuffed into her bra by these two giggling girls! Michelle was strangely stirred as the mess is packed round her boobs. Once her bra cups were full her cleavage was filled.

"That's such a mess" said Michelle quietly.

"You know what else we always do when we are making a mess Michelle?" asked Yana.

"What?" muttered Michelle.

"We must mess up the hair!" said Yana.

Michelle looked from one to the other as Irina and Yana pick up pudding pies of various flavours, cream, lemon, chocolate and lime.

"No don't" muttered Michelle but her head was sandwiched between a cream pie and a lemon pie. A lime pie is slapped down on top of her head. A blueberry pie is smeared down the back of her head and hair. Michelle gets a chocolate pudding pie in the face. All the time Michelle stood there, arms outheld helplessly as she got the pies!

It was not over, cream pies were rubbed over Michelle's boobs and custard ones over her stomach, custard streaks running down to the hem of her mini dress.

"How could you do this to me?" asked Michelle flatly but there was a big part of her really enjoying this.

"Oh, we have practiced lots" assured Irina. Michelle started clearing her eyes of pie.

"So, one we get to this stage of mess there is another big step Michelle" stated Irina.

"What's that?" asked Michelle. It was if she had no choice to ask theses leading questions, which could not possibly end well for her.

"We need to mess your panties Michelle." Stated Irina

"Oh no. my panties?" Michelle thought this might be too much but still she could not make a move to resist.

Michelle's mini dress was easy to lift at the front to reveal her nice sensible pink panties. Irina picked up a jug of chocolate custard sauce as Yana held up Michelle's dress. Michelle shook her head in denial but made no move to stop this. Irina pulled open Michelle's panties and slowly poured the thick sauce into them. Michelle could not help but groan. Soon the panties were overflowing and sauce ran freely down Michelle's shapely thighs.

Michelle was taken by the shoulders and turned around. Once again It was Yana who lifted the back of Michelle's dress to show her very shapely bottom in her pink panties. This time Irina uses sticky butterscotch sauce and pulled open the back of Michelle's panties and took her time to get all the sticky sauce in the back of the panties.

Michelle watched Yana get a kitchen stool and Irina put a gooey chocolate cake on the stool. Part of Michelle's mind knew what is about to happen to her but another part couldn't quite believe it, a third part looked forward to it.

Sure enough, Michelle's dress was lifted at the back and she was guided back to sit on the stool and squarely in the cake. The cake was crushed and spread out round Michelle's gym firmed bottom and down the back of her thighs. Michelle let out yet another groan!

Michelle looked at these two Russians from her sticky seat and wondered what else they could possibly do to her now.

"Michelle" said Irina "I am going to let you have a special treat I had for Yana" Irina opened a cupboard and takes out a clear plastic bucket full of baked beans!

"Oh, you cannot be serious" started Michelle but by then the first of the beans were landing on the top of her head. Irina, while Yana giggled, covered Michelle's head with beans and then poured beans all over Michelle's front and into her lap.

Yana then crowned Michelle with a lemon meringue pie, and left it on Michelle's head.

"Oh, Michelle you are so much fun, such a good sport!" cried Irina.

Michelle could not believe the state she was in but equally how excited this utter humiliation had been. Somehow Michelle knew that her career choices would now subconsciously steer her toward moments of messy humiliation.

However, Michelle's immediate thought was 'How will I get home like this?"