Originally posted in March 2015

If you've read all of these stories, you might be forgiven for thinking that Lynzey is always the one on the receiving end of my WAM madness. Well, usually that's the way both of us prefer it, and those are the situations I find it more fun to write about, but Lynz does like to readdress the balance now and again. And when she does, she really makes me pay!

Last weekend, I had the best submissive WAM experience of my life and I feel compelled to share it with you. I know not everyone's into male WAM - I'm not usually myself - but just picture yourself in this position instead of me, and hopefully you'll enjoy it. And there's a healthy dose of female WAM at the end if you persevere with it!

Anyway, it happened last Friday. I had been at work, and let myself through the door. I said 'hi' as I walked in, but Lynzey seemed to be out. That was surprising, but not suspicious - I suspected she had just gone to the shops or something. As I went into the living room though, I found it covered in plastic sheeting. That could only mean that my girlfriend was in a messy mood!

I turned back towards the door and, as I did so, felt a cold jet of water hit me right between the eyes. I wasn't expecting that at all! When I opened my eyes and allowed the water to drop off my face and onto my suit, I saw a familiar face in the doorway.

Lynzey was stood there, water pistol in hand, wearing an outfit it took me a few seconds to recognise. It featured a black and red beret on her head, a red and black horizontally striped top and black shorts. It was the Beano character Minnie the Minx! If you're not familiar with her, she's a bit of a tomboy character in a British kids' comic, who likes to play tricks on people, often subjecting them to an attack with a water pistol or rotten tomatoes. The only thing missing from the costume was that she had no shoes or socks on, but she had made the effort to paint her toenails alternatively black and red.

"Congratulations!" she grinned, "you're going to be my minxing victim today!"

"What the hell's got into you?" I said, laughing.

"Shut up and get your clothes off, bitch!" she snarled. "I'm gonna count down from ten, and I expect you to be in just your boxers by the time I'm done!"

I just chuckled. Where on earth had this come from?

"10, 9, 8..." she began.

Uh-oh, she wasn't kidding! I quickly threw off my suit jacket and tie, unbuttoned the top of my shirt and pulled it over my head. I started to unbutton my trousers and pull them down, but I was rushing so much that I hadn't even realised that I'd need to get my shoes off first. I stomped them off clumsily without untying then and then removed my socks, before the black trousers finally came off, although I hadn't beaten Lynzey's count.

Stood in just my Union Jack boxers in front of Lynzey, I felt ridiculous and rather nervous. Nerves are a good thing in WAM though. Lynzey loves getting messed up, but she tells me that she still always feels a little nervous beforehand. It's kind of like when you queue up to go on a roller coaster, and part of the experience is that feeling of nervousness as the ride whooshes over your head and you consider wussing out. It all adds to the arousal, and right now, my palms were sweating, my heart was pounding and my cock was rock hard.

"Too slow, Mickey boy!" said Lynzey, putting on a disappointed voice and shaking her head from side to side. "You'll have to be punished. Sit on the chair!"

In the centre of the room was a hard wooden chair that had been prepared for me. I went over to it and sat myself down as instructed. Lynzey paced over to me, grinning deviously.

"You're really gonna get it!" she whispered, as she put her hands on my shoulders and her tongue in my ear. I heard the noise of tape being unravelled behind my back and then felt a length of duct tape being strapped around my waste several times, tying me to the chair. Then I heard the clinking of handcuffs, which were secured to my hands behind the back of the chair. When you're as kinky as we are, accessories like handcuffs and duct tape are never too far away.

"All the times you pie and gunge me, I think you get away far too lightly," she teased. "Don't you agree?" She had her hand on my nipples and was squeezing them tight.

I had to think here - should I be submissive and just agree with her, or a bit feisty and answer back?

"Well, that's what you get for being hot!" I retorted. "Sexy girls don't get away from me without a pie in the face!"

I wanted to build myself up as an obnoxious, chauvinistic twat who deserved to be knocked down a peg or two by being on the receiving end of some messy treatment. I wanted her to completely humiliate me.

She tutted, and lifted up what looked like a heavy bucket. "This will just be a gentle starter for you," she smirked, as she tipped the bucket over my head.

"Aaaaaarrghhh! Oh fuck me, that's freezing!" I spluttered, gasping in and out with shock. It was a bucket of cold water, complete with ice cubes that were now all over my lap. She'd basically put me through the Ice Bucket Challenge that people were doing last summer. This wasn't summer though, it was March in Manchester! I shivered and chattered as Lynzey continued to speak.

"Come on, man up!" she taunted. "It's only water. And it's nothing compared to what you're in for next. I'm gonna splatter you so good, I won't be able to do it all by myself. That's why I've got some assistance!"

My heart was in my mouth. Did I hear that correctly, or was i delirious from that ice cold soaking?

"Ok girls, he's ready for you!" Lynzey called out. The kitchen door burst open, and out came two very attractive ladies. It took me a while to work it out, but I recognised that cute arse, glowing olive skin and cheeky bespectacled face on my left, and the curvy blonde with ginormous tits to my right. It was Lara and Anna, from parts 2 and 3 of this series. They were 12 years older than I remembered them, but both were still stunners. They were both wearing the Minnie the Minx outfits too, minus the shoes and socks. Either they'd struggled to get the shoes to complete the costume, or they'd decided it would be more practical to stay in their bare feet.

Recently, Lynzey asked me the question of what I thought about the idea of involving others in our WAM fun. It's a tough question, because it's everything you fantasise about as a WAMmer, but what if it jeopardised our amazing relationship? In the end, my cock and her clit had the final say on the matter, and we decided that it would be great fun on the condition that only women were involved, and it wasn't to branch out into WAM meet-ups behind each other's backs. If we were going to get messy with anyone, we had to do it together.

And here it was, this was obviously why she had asked me. The two girls were armed with another bucket of water each. Oh no, I thought, not another ice bucket drenching!

Anna threw the bucket all over my lap and bare chest. Thankfully, this time it was warm. Lara followed it up by throwing hers into my face and hair. The ice bucket was a sexy bit of fun, but now that I was a bit warmer (and a lot wetter), I'd be able to enjoy what ever the girls had planned for me without the constant shivering.

Then, Anna put her hands on my knees and leant forward, bringing her cleavage close to my face. "So, Mike, it's been a while!" she said. "But I believe I've got a score to settle with you."

I just kept quiet. My heart was absolutely racing.

"Your girlfriend tells me you're quite fond of the video her and Lara made of me while we were at uni. Apparently it was all done for your titillation."

I sniggered. 'Titillation' is a funny word at the best of times, but ever more so when this big-boobed beauty said it.

"So, you enjoyed watching me get the pies in the face, eh?" she queried.

"Oh yeah, he did!" Lara interjected. "He got me in the bathtub too and pied the living daylights out of me."

Then it was Lynzey's turn to speak. "Girls, I think it's quite clear that the boy needs to be taught a severe lesson. Let's grab a pie each!"

The three girls went over to the pie trolley and picked up their weapons of choice. I just sat there and braced myself. There was no doubt about it, I was about to get well and truly minxed!

"Oh, I'm gonna enjoy this!" Lara gloated, waggling a chocolate cream pie in front off my face.

"You've waited 12 years to get your own back on him, Lara!" said Lynzey. "Pie him in the face!"

I shut my eyes tight as Lara smashed a chocolate cream pie right into me face, whooping as she did so. Anna then hit me hard with a whipped cream pie, rubbing it up into my hair. Lynzey, who was stood behind me, then smashed a custard pie sandwich into both sides of my head, filling my ears with pie filling. The crusts disintegrated as she continued to grind pie residue into my hair and all over my face.

"Yes! Great job, girls!" Lynzey enthused. I couldn't see what was going on, but I heard them laugh and slap each other high fives. I smiled and licked my lips. I love getting pied, provided it's part of an ongoing tit-for-tat battle. Already, I couldn't help but feel excited at the prospect of getting messy revenge on all three of these hot babes.

"I say we give him a pie barrage!" said Lara.

"Yeah, another 20 or so in the face, one after another!" Anna added.

"What do you think, Mike?" Lynzey asked me. "Should we pie you senseless?"

"I'm sorry, ladies!" I pleaded in jest. "Please, no more pies!"

"Ha ha, we're just getting started!" Lynzey replied. "Smash him, girls! Give him a good minxing!"

And I got completely annihilated with sloppy, gooey, gungy pies. I lost count of how many after twelve, and it gets to the stage where you can barely even feel them. It was just an explosion of colours and flavours in my face - banana, lime, coconut, chocolate. Although I couldn't see the girls at all, I could tell where most of the pie hits came from due to their techniques. Lara pied me hard and aggressively, while Anna went for more of a slow, sadistic smear across the face. Lynzey mixed it up between the two in the same way I do to her when she's getting a messy seeing to.

They rounded the pie barrage off by pouring a huge bucket of custard over my head. I did the gentlemanly thing and looked up into the slop in YCTDOTV style. The girls deserved to see me get a facial gunging, and it was enjoyable for me too.

Of course, I couldn't see a thing now thanks to all the gloop in my face, but I could hear the three of them shuffling about. Perhaps they were changing outfits? Then I felt another bucket get chucked at me, but this once was water. It was followed by a wringing wet sponge rubbed roughly all over my face by Lynzey. Gradually, the pie mix washed away and I could just about see.

Well, the girls had changed costumes alright - they were completely naked! I gasped and didn't know where to look first. Anna's big bare knockers were an obvious attraction, but so was Lara's cute arse. I never get tired of seeing naked Lynzey either.

"Well, since we're naked, isn't it time he was too?" Lara asked Lynzey.

"I think that seems only fair," replied Lynzey. "Get his boxers off!"

My underwear was soaked in custard and was clicking to my legs. Lara and Anna grabbed one side each of the boxers and awkwardly yanked them down my legs. Of course, my erect cock wasn't making the task any easier - it got pushed down by the hem of the underwear and then flung back up again comically, almost hitting against my stomach. I was now totally in the nude and couldn't wait to find out what was going to happen next.

"Well, I know what you see in him now!" said Anna, eyeing my dick, which I'll modestly describe as 'above average'.

"Yeah," said Lynzey, "shame he uses it to think as well as to fuck!" She finished her put-down with a raspberry ripple sauce-topped cream pie smashed forcefully into my face. I loved how cheap they were making me feel, they were talking about me as if I wasn't in the room.

"Well, I don't think I can resist getting my tongue and lips around it!" said Lara. "You gonna help me out, Anna?"

Through the fresh layer of pie, I could just about see the two guest girls get down on their knees, with one on either side of my legs. Simultaneously, they both leant over, and Lara started kissing and sucking along the left hand side off my cock, while Anna delicately ran her tongue up and down the right.

"Oh my god!!" I moaned. A double blowjob? Suddenly, this felt more like a reward than a punishment!

The two girls changed their roles, so now it was Lara doing the licking and Anna doing the kissing and sucking. They were tickling my balls too, which only added to the sensation. Gradually, they moved up to the top of my cock and basically kissed each other with tongues, but with my helmet between their lips. This was getting seriously sexy, and I closed my eyes and breathed deeply.

"Alright, I think that's enough cocksucking for him." Lynzey said, as she poured another bucket of water over me. "We're meant to be teaching him a lesson."

"Well, I don't think we should release him until we've each had a ride on his cock!" retorted Anna. "Me first!"

The buxom blonde grabbed a banana cream pie and climbed onto my lap and allowed my rock hard penis to slide into her warm vagina. She bounced up and down, and of course her tits wobbled about as she did so. How the hell was I supposed to hold it in here, especially since I knew she was going to nail me with that pie at any moment? Sure enough, she stopped bouncing and shoved the pie into my face, rubbing it right in. She leapt off my cock just in time - any longer and I would have cum.

"Just warming him up for you Lara!" Anna smirked. "Your turn!"

Lara dug her fingers into my eyes and cleared them so that I could see her, naked and beautiful, riding my cock.

"Yee-har!" cried the Spaniard. She was a little tighter than Anna, and seemed to be enjoying having my long and fat dick up her wet cunt. Again, her tits were right in front of my face, and she was also stroking my legs with her bare feet. I couldn't take much more and panted loudly.

"No!" Lara yapped, "don't you dare cum before your girlfriend's had a go!" She punished me with a strawberry cream pie in the face, which was only more likely to make me orgasm, but I just about held it in.

"Mwa ha ha!" laughed Lara in a comically evil reaction to my pie-splattered face. "Ok Lynz, finish him off!" said Lara, climbing off me. The familiarly sight, smell and feel of Lynzey on my lap followed. Of course she had a pie too, which was chocolate cream. I felt like even a slight draft could've caused me to shoot my load at this stage, and sure enough Lynz only had to bounce up and down a few times before I came inside of her. I gasped, thrilled, overwhelmed and exhausted.

Lynzey got off and undid the handcuffs, but I was still taped to the chair and was aware that she still had that pie in her hands.

"Whoops! I almost forgot!" said Lynzey innocently, and absolutely slammed the pie into my face. She then ground it in with such force, that the chair tipped back and toppled over, leaving me on my back with a pie crust on my face. The girls had finally finished messing me up and, not knowing how else to bring things to a conclusion, I burst into uproarious laughter. The girls laughed too, then started to applaud.

Once they untied me and rinsed me off, Lynzey, Lara and Anna transformed from sadistic bitches to the sweet, caring girls they really are, asking me if I was OK.

"I loved every second of it!" I enthused. "But now I think it's time to choose another victim!"

The three of them looked at each other and gulped.

"Sit on the couch, all of you, and we'll decide whose up for the next splattering!"

They did as I asked, with Lara on the left, Anna on the right, and Lynzey in the middle. I stroked my dick a few times, feeling it get a new lease of life. With three hot babes in the buff in front of you, and the prospect of getting at least one of them messy, it's not hard to develop a rapid-fire yoghurt rifle! I also picked up two dildos that Lynzey had brought down (God knows, she's not one for half measures!) and walked over to the three seated stunners.

"Right, open your legs please, ladies!" I said. A trio of wet, pouting pussies unveiled themselves.

What I did next was pretty uncomfortable, but a lot of fun. My dick was now hard again, so I worked it into Lynzey's vagina. At the same time, with a dildo in each hand, I used the tips of the tools to tickle the circumferences of the other two girls' cunts, then I inserted them both inside.

"Ok, first one to orgasm gets the rest of the pies and gunge!" I said, enjoying being in control all of a sudden.

Basically, I banged Lynzey and also moved my hands back and forth with each thrust, dildo-fucking Anna and Lara as well. I knew Lynzey would cum first, she was the one with the real dick inside her, and I was leaning forward and flicking her nipples with my tongue too for good measure. Sure enough, Lynz was soon doing that shrill gasping as she spurted out her pussy juice. I don't really think she was trying not to, to be honest, but to my surprise, Lara and Anna also orgasmed soon after, pretty much at the same time as each other, as I continued my work with the dildos.

"Oh Lynzey, what a surprise, it was you!" I sighed.

"That was hardly fair!" she laughed. "You were shagging me for real, and you were all over my tits!"

"Poor excuse, babe!" I said. "You're just a horny little so and so, and you'll have to be punished for it. Get in the chair!"

She tossed back her hair and tiptoed over to the seat. Along with Lara and Anna, I strapped and handcuffed her in place just like she'd done to me. Of course, Lara and Anna weren't going to make it through the weekend without a gunging off their own - no chance! - but for now I welcomed their help in giving Lynzey a good and thoroughly deserved pie-in-the-face session.

"I think this is your real villian, ladies!" I said to Anna and Lara with my hands on Lynzey's shoulders. "I know I'm the lifelong WAMmer, but Lara, it her Lynzey's idea to mess you up in the bathtub. And Anna, it was Lynzey's idea to tie you up, tickle you and pelt you with pies, then email it over to me for wank fodder!"

The two girls glared at Lynzey and shook their heads with pretend disapproval.

"And that seeing to you all gave me was her idea too, so I reckon we've all got a score to settle with this little minx."

Lynzey bit her lip and looked rueful. I could see that feeling in her that I was talking about earlier, that mixture of nervousness and eagerness at the same time. She'd never been messed up by three people at once and I could tell she was really relishing what she had coming to her.

"You wouldn't DARE gunge me!" Lynzey scoffed. "I am your HOST!"

"Erm, so am I, Lynz!" I laughed, "and that hardly held these two back, did it?

Lynzey bowed her head, resigned to her fate. I then lifted her legs up so that the soles of her soft bare feet were right in front of Anna.

"Anna, does this give you any revenge ideas?" I said.

Anna cackled and wriggled her fingers in a tickling motion as she looked Lynzey in the eye. "Oh yes!" she taunted, "I've waited a long time for this."

"Oh God, not the tickling!" Lynzey spluttered, but it was too late. I had wrapped my arm round her ankles and the feet were totally at Anna's mercy. She plunged right in.

"Hahaha heeheeheeheehahaha!" screeched Lynzey as Anna's fingers tickled her soles. For some reason, Lynzey's reaction to being tickled on the feet is always to flex her toes back and reveal more surface area to tickle.

"I'm having a go too," said Lara, and tickled Lynzey's left foot while Anna did the right.

"Don't forget to get under and between her toes, girls," I reminded them. "I wanna see her squirm!"

And that's exactly what she did once the girls' fingers got onto her ten toes. She writhed about, looked directly upwards and gasped, still unable to stop laughing.

I eventually let go of her ankles. She looked a bit hot and bothered, so I chucked a bucket of cold water over her, drenching the girl from head to toe. Then I stood behind her and grabbed her breasts, jiggling them up and down just to torment her and show that I was the boss now!

"I think that's enough niceties," I said. "Time for the main event, everybody - the ceremonial pieing of Lynzey's face!"

"You get her first, Mike!" said Lara, handing me a coconut cream pie. "You can be pie-bearer!"

"Thank you, Lara!" I said to her, then I turned to Lynzey. "And as for you," I taunted, "you will learn, one of these days, Lynz, that any insolence shown towards me just results in discipline, and gets you into a very messy situation indeed."

I pied her, rubbing it all over her face and hair and laughing meanly. Lara followed it up by smashing a chocolate pie into the face, and then Anna ground a lime pie all over her. Lynzey smiled, opened her mouth and oscillated her tongue over her lower lip and chin, thoroughly enjoying a hefty pieing.

"You should smash her! It's more fun!" said Lara to Anna, slamming a syrup-topped cream pie into Lynzey's face. Lynzey kicked both her legs upon impact and the pie filling splattered everywhere.

"Nah, I prefer the smush!" replied Anna. "It's fun to savour the moment and draw out the punishment." She picked up a huge, generously topped custard pie, dumped a handful of the yellow gunk on Lynzey's head and then, with her hand behind the head, smeared the custard and crust all over the victims face and hair.

"Those are both excellent techniques, girls," I said, "but remember that you can mix it up a bit." I stood in front of Lynzey with a couple of gooey custard pies.

"Now and again, you can smash the pie into your victim's face!" I said, as I pied Lynz powerfully. The custard and crust exploded everywhere. "Or occasionally, you can opt for the smush!" I pied her slowly, commentating as I did so. "Make sure you rub and grind the pie, slowly and punishingly, all over the face to ensure maximum humiliation!"

Lynzey giggled and blinked a few times, trying to see through a facefull of pie. She was enjoying getting messed up in front of her friends.

"Of course, don't forget the sandwich, too!" I said, enveloping her head with two big coconut cream pies. "And while the face is the priority, it's good fun to pie her tits as well!. From behind her, I smushed two runny cream pies into her pert breasts and rubbed them in, actually feeling her nipples through the pie crusts.

"Some fantastic ideas there, Mike!" Anna gushed, "Let's try them out, eh Lara?"

The girls absolutely buried Lynzey behind pies to the face and tits, she was just a myriad of sloppy and gloopy colours with a pair of sexy bare legs stucking out. As per my suggestion, Lara was now doing the occasional smush and Anna the odd smash. They were doing an excellent, professional job of WAMming up my girlfriend, and by and large I was happy to just stand and watch.

With the pies almost run out, Lara and Anna could see my pleasure - my cock was rock hard again. They crouched down by Lynzey's bound hands and spoke to her sexily.

"We'll release you on one condition!" said Anna.

"What would that be?" replied Lynzey, licking some purple blackcurrant pie filling off her upper lip.

"Suck Mike's cock!" Lara demanded.

"With pleasure!" Lynzey replied. As they unlocked the handcuffs, Lynzey slid off the chair and dropped to her knees. She licked her lips a bit more to clear away the mess all over her face and moisten her mouth, put her hands on her thighs, then dropped her jaw ready to give me head.

"Looks like we've negotiated a blowjob for you," said Ana, jostling me. "Go get it, stud!"

I paced over confidently and put my dick into Lynzey's gaping mouth. That familiar feeling of her tongue and lips against my shaft and helmet had me on the verge of shooting my load again.

Then Anna emptied a bucket of strawberry mousse over Lynzey's head. It was a brilliant sight as she continued to pleasure me with her mouth while the pink gunge cascaded down her hair, all over her face and onto her breasts and legs. I was so busy gazing at her that I didn't notice Lara sneak up behind me.

"Ohhhhh!" I moaned, as she smashed me with a blackcurrant cream pie. She'd definitely gone back to the smashing - that was a hard one, but it felt good. I can't imagine too many blokes have ever had their face pied and their dick sucked at the same time, but believe me, if you get the chance, it's an awesome assault on the senses.

It was also about to push me to another orgasm, as Lara and Anna could tell from my heavy breathing.

"Gotta be in her face, Mike!" said Anna, "she loves it in the face!"

I pulled my cock out and ejaculated a wad of semen all over Lynzey's pie-strewn face. She shut her eyes tight, but kept her mouth open and her tongue out, lapping up as much spunk as she could. As we both got our breath back, I dropped to my knees and shared a messy hug and kiss with Lynzey, as Anna and Lara whooped and applauded us. That whole session was amazing from start to finish, perhaps especially because it had been totally unexpected.

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After we all got cleaned up, we chatted and drank together in the living room. It was all very relaxed and friendly. Lara and Anna were staying for the weekend, and it turns out that they're an item. They're out and proud bisexuals, and live together in London. They've started to experiment with WAM, and Lynzey decided to invite them up here to show them how it's done.

We all went to bed about midnight. I put my arm around Lynzey in bed and whispered to her.

"That was incredible!" I gasped. "But Lara and Anna got off a bit lightly, didn't they?"

"Oh, they'll get a good seeing to over the weekend!" grinned Lynzey deviously. "In fact, I've got it all planned out!"

Lynzey explained her plan to me, and set her alarm for 6am.