Howard tried to look busy as he waited for his colleagues to leave the office. Working in a call centre was pretty stressful and didn't motivate people to stay beyond their contracted hours so he didn't have to wait long. Then with everyone gone he could finally get down and indulge himself by working on his latest work of fiction.

For as long as he could remember he'd found something exciting about wet and messy activities. As a young boy he'd laughed to see someone get gunge on a gameshow or receive a pie in the face in a slapstick scene. But as he'd gotten older the laughter had turned into something else, he'd gotten especially turned on when it involved a pretty woman.

Unfortunately, he'd never got to perform any of these antics personally; none of his girlfriends had been receptive to getting messy so he hadn't pursued it. Instead he'd turned to writing to enact his fantasies. His stories were always figment of his imagination, but he would occasionally weave elements of from real life into them.

"Working late?" someone asked.

Howard looked up from his keyboard to see the cute new intern watching him. Her name was Allie and she was on a six-month placement from her university course. According to office gossip she'd gotten the post due to a family connection although Howard wasn't sure if that was true. He also realised that Allie was exacting a response from him.

"My cable's out so I'm checking on the latest match results" Howard lied.

"Well I hope your team wins" Allie said.

Allie turned and left but as she did Howard couldn't help but admire her curves. So much so that he was inspired to incorporate her into his latest story where she got repeatedly plastered with pies, covered in various messy substances and stripped naked. It wasn't long before he'd completed the story and had a semi to boot.

* * *

It had been a couple of weeks since Allie had almost caught Howard writing WAM fiction and from that moment she'd unknowingly made regular appearance in his stories. He'd even published a couple of them on a fetish website to great acclaim from the readers which had motivated him to write even more.

Howard occasionally saw Allie around the office. Today she was wearing a particularly short skirt which fuelled his imagination: his next story would feature her getting spanked with multiple pies on her pretty behind.

As usual he awaited until everyone had left the office before starting on the story. He'd half written it, when he needed to use the toilet. Getting up he made sure he had his ID card with him before popping to the loo. It was only when he was washing his hands that he remembered that he'd not locked his computer.

Howard quickly dried his hands and made his way back down the corridor towards the office. He'd almost reached the door when it flew open and Allie came striding out almost knocking into him. She gave him an embarrassed look before heading off towards the exit.

Worried that Allie might have caught a glimpse of the story, Howard checked his computer. At first, he was relieved as the monitor was blank. But when he moved the mouse and the screen came to life, it was clear that someone had been on there as it showed a different story than the one, he'd been working on.

* * *

Howard was panicking about what Allie had seen and what she was going to do about it. He hadn't seen her in the office the following day to apologise but had removed the stories from his work computer just in case. He hoped that she hadn't reported him but unfortunately that did seem to be the case as an official looking envelope appeared in his in-tray later that day.

Opening the envelope, Howard found a letter instructing him to make his way down to the payment's office at the end of the day. He'd thought it would be an invite to a disciplinary meeting with either his line manager or HR and could only suppose this meant he was being summary dismissed and would be handed his final pay cheque.

Howard spent the remaining hour until finishing time moping around the office as he tried to think about what to do. Should he try to find Allie and throw himself on her mercy or was it already too late for that? And if he appealed the dismissal, would that mean his colleagues, friends and family finding out what he'd been up to.

In the end the hour passed quickly, and he found himself walking down the stairs, past the company cafeteria and towards a door with a hand-written notice saying "Payments". He knocked on the door and couple of times and when no one answered he tried the handle. The door opened into a darkened office.

"Hello, I was asked to come down here" Howard said.

"Please take a seat" a female voice responded.

Howard couldn't see who had spoken, in fact he could barely make out anything in the room other than a chair which was positioned in the middle. He walked over to the seat and sat down, the door shutting behind him.

Suddenly the lights went on and Howard found himself looking at Allie who was sitting behind an imposing looking desk. Allie was dressed smartly in a brown business suit and had her hair tied up in a bun. There was a stack of papers on her desk which she appeared to be reviewing before looking up at and glaring at Howard.

"I'm sorry, please don't fire me" Howard pleaded.

"Who said anything about firing you" Allie replied.

Howard sighed with relief, the prospect of losing his job had been weighing heavily on him. He relaxed somewhat in the chair and took the opportunity to look around the room. It was surprisingly bare, other than the desk and chairs there was nothing in it. Shouldn't there at least be a till or safe to hold the payments Howard thought.

And thinking about it, why was Allie meeting with him? Surely it should be his boss dealing with the matter unless of course she hadn't actually reported it. Howard was confused and looked across at Allie who clearly had been awaiting his attention.

"We do however need to discuss those stories and your punishment" Allie stated.

As Howard tried to think of something to say in response, Allie reached into the desk before her and pulled out a custard pie. Like in many of those in his stories, the pie consisted of a sponge base which was filled with runny custard and topped with a fresh layer of whipped cream. Allie stood up and walked over towards Howard with the pie in hand.

"Do you really think I deserve this pie in my face?" Allie asked.

Howard was stumped for an answer. But Allie didn't require one in any case, as without warning she took the pie and smashed it into his face. Howard has stunned and humiliated, much like Allie had been on numerous occasions in his stories. As he wiped the custard and cream from out of his eyes, Howard could just about make out Allie returning to the desk.

Allie reached the desk and emerged with a small hostess trolley which she'd hidden behind it. Howard didn't need to look closely at the trolley to know it would be laden with more pies. This was proved true moments later as Allie picked up a couple of pies from the trolley and approached Howard.

"Can't we talk about this?" Howard queried.

Allie response was to sandwich Howard's head between the two pies before going back to the trolley for more. Pies were applied to the top of his head, shoulders and chest until the top half of him was pretty much covered in cream and custard. But still Allie kept on with the plastering with pies until the trolley was almost empty.

Howard had dreamt of having a messy encounter such as this but had always assumed he would be the one delivering the pies rather than being on the receiving end. However, it certainly wasn't an unpleasant experience and he was getting turned on; he just hoped Allie didn't realise that.

Whilst Howard was still contemplating his situation, Allie was collecting the final contents from the trolley. These consisted of a large sheet cake and a final custard pie. She placed the pie on the edge of the nearby desk and then picked up the cake, being careful not to get any of the icing on herself and made her way over to Howard.

"Stand up please" Allie requested.

Being careful not to reveal the bulge in his trousers, Howard stood up. As he'd expected Allie placed the cake down on to the chair behind him and then surprising pulled down his trousers to leave him standing there in just his briefs. Allie then picked up the final pie and slammed it into Howard's face, causing him to fall back and sit down into the waiting cake.

"I hope that taught you a lesson" Allie stated.

The end.