It was an unprecedented situation and Nick was at a loss to know what to do for the best. He and his business partner Fiona ran a small company which provided catering services for kids' parties and special events. But with a global pandemic having been declared, and all their recent engagements cancelled, they were left with a lot of unused food stock.

Nick had checked the best before dates and stored what he could. But that still left them a considerable amount of stock remaining. He'd tried phoning around in case anyone wanted to buy it, and even offered to give it away to anyone who could use it. But he'd had no luck and it seemed as if the food was destined to be thrown away which seemed such a shame.

"Stop panicking," Fiona said "I know exactly what to do with it all."

Fiona refused to tell Nick what she had in mind and banished him to the garage to clean the company van.

* * *

By the time Nick had finished with the van, Fiona had finished her arrangements. She welcomed him back to their food preparation area where he discovered she assembled a huge selection of desserts on the long table. She'd also set up a camcorder in one corner of the room.

Nick was confused. When he'd seen the desserts and the camera, he'd assumed that Fiona's plan was to create a video showcasing their wares perhaps to use for advertising. But a closer look at the desserts showed they hardly measured up to their best work, in fact they appeared somewhat slapdash in appearance.

"I don't understand, what's all this for?" Nick asked.

Fiona responded with an enigmatic smile before going over to the camcorder and switching it on. She then went to the table and selected a chocolate gateau from it before walking back over to Nick with the cake in hand.

"So, you purchased all these supplies and can't use them, sell them or even gave them away. Is that correct?" she asked.

"Well yes but..." Nick started to respond.

"And you agree it would be a colossal waste to just throw them all away?" Fiona interrupted.

"Of course" Nick replied.

"And during this time of great uncertainty people need to be entertained?" she continue pressing him.

"I suppose so" Nick answered.

And with that Fiona took the gateau and thrust it into Nick's face. Nick was totally shocked by her action and couldn't believe what she'd just done. He stood there for a moment or two in a daze before reaching up to clear the remains of chocolatey cake from out of his eye. Able to see once again Nick noticed that Fiona had rearmed herself with a lemon meringue pie.

Before Nick could object, Fiona smashed the pie into his face and rubbed it around before taking up yet another dessert, a sloppy looking trifle. Instead of throwing it in his face, this time Fiona dropped it on top of Nick's head, twisting the bowl around to ensure all the trifle fell upon him.

Fiona continues to plaster Nick and soon he was covered in tortes, tarts and other assorted desserts. He was horrified to think what he must look like especially with the camcorder recording his degradation. The messy assault seemed unending but of course it wasn't and after a time Fiona did let up on him.

"How is this entertainment?" Nick asked.

"Well I'm certainly enjoying it" Fiona stated. "And I suspect the fetish website who wanted the recording are going to love the risque nature of what comes next."

"What comes next?" Nick queried.

Fiona pulled down Nick's trousers to leave his standing there in just his boxer shorts. Nick quickly bent down to restore his dignity only for something wet and cold to impact against his bottom. A few seconds later this incident was repeated and then once again as Fiona spanked him with a third creamy dessert.

Nick gave up trying to pull up his trousers and straighten up only to discover Fiona waiting for him with a bowl of custard in hand. Before he could react, she'd pulled out the front of his boxers and poured the runny yellow substance down into them. The sensation was indescribable and not entirely unpleasant one Nick decided.

Fiona surprised Nick yet again as she pulled down his boxers and grabbed hold of his penis. Then with one hand she grabbed the final desserts one by one and smashed them into his face whilst she gave Nick the best hand job he'd ever had with the other.

* * *

After the unexpected treatment at the hands of his partner, Nick took a shower. Luckily, he had a spare set of clothes which he left at work. He had been concerned about the recording but Fiona promised that his clean face wouldn't be shown and as she'd had her back to the camera the whole time so no one would ever recognise them.

Cleaned and dressed in fresh clothes, Nick locked up the place before heading to his car. He was surprised to see Fiona waiting by it with a couple of bags in hand. He'd assumed that she had left some time ago.

"I was wondering if you could do with some company for the lockdown?" Fiona asked.

"Sure" he replied. "So, what's in the bags?"

"Just some supplies" she said smiling.

The end.