Sexual Satin Destruction

Copyright Mr Andrew Wilcock 2018

Andrew Wilcock asserts the moral rights to be identified as the author of this work.

This story is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents
portrayed in it are a work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual
persons, alive or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

Chapter One:

IN A TARPED up back room of an Italian restaurant six chairs were in a line.
Satin'd up in them were Karen, Debs, Jenny, Alison, Heidi and Claire. The walls
were splattered with custard and cream. Flans had been flung!
Tops dressed as waiters passed more pies, then threw them at their subjects.
One hit Claire on the left side of her blouse, she shook her bosoms and cried.
'The tops will never break us!'
Karen sniggered, then looked at the floor.
Heidi was hit in the face, custard and cream rolled down the neckline of her
blouse and seeped inside. 'Yes!' She exhaled in a sexual manner.
Mistress was present, she wore a cream satin blouse and black knee length
skirt with boots. 'Staff- Fling more flans!'
The tops went to a table and lifted more pies, which whizzed through the air
and trashed numerous subs.
Jen cried, 'No! Our best satin!'
Debs glanced at Jenny, then giggled. 'You tell 'em!' But, avoided eye contact
with the tops.
Karen was hit on the top of her head, then her crotch. 'Bastards!' Another
impact landed in her bosoms for foul language.
Alison hollered, 'Let them do their worst. Make them break us- Jenny say it!'
Debs, Karen, Heidi and Claire looked at Jen, then started a chant, 'Jen! Jen!
Jen!'
Jenny shook her hair to dislodge pie and was about to let rip when Master S
pied her in the face!
Karen made eye contact with him and gasped, 'How dare you!' Then turned
away.
This lit the touch paper!
Mistress commanded, 'Tops show the bottoms no mercy- Master S face fuck
Jenny in front of all!'
Jenny glanced at her satin chums and cried. 'Do as you must!'
Karen seized the moment, 'Master Dave is a tosser!'
Heidi glanced at Karen and laughed, 'That's done it!'
Master D boomed from the back of the room, 'Debs will pay with meatball sauce!'
Then lifted a bucket.
Debs hollered, 'Master Derek show...' She would have finished the sentence, but
her face and bosoms were awash in the mess hurled at her. She gasped, 'Yes!
More!' Jen glanced at Debs and stomped her high heels, 'How dare he!'
Master D glanced at Master S, who lifted two pies, strode over to Jen and delivered
a pie sandwich!
Ken gasped, 'Well, I never!'
Claire shouted, 'Your pies will never break us!'
Debs and Karen turned to Claire and sniggered.
Master I strode towards Claire - in his hands were two pies, a third rested on his
right arm.
Master D noted the spare, 'May I assist with the ammunition Master I?'
Master I replied, 'By all means.'
Claire cried, 'I'll be good honest!'
Jenny chortled.
Master I landed the first flan in Claire's face, then smeared the second into her
right bosom.
She moaned, 'God! Yes. Hit me again!'
Master D came in - lifted her skirt and pied her panties with vigour.
She gasped, 'Sexual satin destruction.'
Alison muttered, 'Lucky girl!'
Master J picked up on this and strode over, 'What was that?'
She looked up at him, 'Nothing, sir. I didn't say a word!'
'I know you did.' He pointed, 'we'll have no white lies here.'
Mistress glanced at Master S, lifted a hand and gestured to some buckets. He
collected one and passed it to Master J. 'Compliments of Mistress.'
'Thank you,' Master J turned, then lobbed the smelly sauce in Alison's face and
over her breasts.
Karen gasped, 'Ooh!'
Master D grabbed extra buckets of custard and passed them to numerous masters.
Master J lobbed a second in Alison's face, some splashed over Debs and Heidi.
Alison hollered, 'Messy mayhem- Take us apart!'
Jen, Heidi and Claire glanced over, too right!
Master S declared to all, 'Watch this!' Then strode round the back of Jen, pushed
her head forward and pulled the blouse neckline open.
She whimpered, 'Show mercy!' But- at the same time gave him the V's to up the
play.
He pointed to his fellow tops, 'Did you see that!'
Master J was stern, 'Shocking Master S, shocking!- Deal with her.'
Masters I and D nodded.
Master S yanked the back of Jen's blouse and tipped custard inside. As her blouse
filled, she yelled in a bratty tone. 'Face fuck me in front of them- See if I care!'
Claire came in, 'Yeah tops, rip our blouses open. Destroy our expensive outfits!'
Then stuck her tongue out to add to the insult.
Heidi glanced over, go Claire! Bring it on tops!
More custard lashed the subs, unable to move they made submissive noises to let
those in charge know they were trashed.
Karen's head lowered.
Master Dave picked up on this and pointed to his lover. 'Look, she's going!'
Embarrassed she blushed.
Master I passed Master Dave another bucket, then gestured to Blushing Betty.
'Work her hard!'
Karen gasped in a playful tone, 'No! No! No!..' Her dialogue was drowned out
when marinara sauce swamped her blouse like a rampant river!
The masters moved in on their ladies. Mistress positioned herself in front of
Heidi.
Jen looked at Karen drenched in mess, 'Hot. Get some.'
Karen glimpsed at Jen and winked.
Jenny cried at the tops, 'Rip our outfits to pieces!'
Master D's hands grasped Deb's shiny, sodden, black wet look pants. 'Watch this!'
He tore the crotch out, yanked her panties to one side and pied her pussy.
Her head shot to the ceiling, she cried, 'Use me in front of them Master.'
Master I tore open Claire's blouse, then powered pies into her breasts!
She cried, 'You Brute!' Then melted.
Mistress slapped Heidi's face twice.
'Yes Mistress, more Mistress.'
Mistress responded, then pied her Subject in the face.
Heidi too wore pants, these also had the crotch torn out, followed by the right
butt cheek away as well.
Jen wailed, 'Heidi's trousers!'
Master S approached Jen, grabbed hold of her skirt and pulled at the right seam.
She gasped, 'No! No! No!' It tore. 'You beast!' Next, he grabbed hold of her blouse.
Buttons scattered! Breasts were exposed, 'How dare you!'
Two more short tears followed. 'No! The cuffs!' Her head lowered.
He stepped away, lifted two pies and powered them into her breasts. Her head
limp, she muttered. 'Do as you must!'
Mistress glanced around, 'Tops expose yourselves and face fuck the subs- Now!'
Mistress donned her strap-on, the dominants approached their subjects, then
waited for Master S to lead. He exposed himself to Jen, hard and ready. Debs,
Claire, Heidi, Alison and Karen gazed at Jen. The anticipation built.
Master S commanded Jen, 'Ready?'
She nodded. He put his swollen ramrod into her mouth and pulled her head
forward by her hair. She spluttered and gurgled, spit ran down her chin. He
proceeded to use her hard in front of her friends.
Karen gasped, 'Dear Lord!'
Claire added, 'Dirty slut!'
Debs pointed at Jen, 'Filthy bitch!'
Alison cried, 'Use her. Show us she's a slut!'
Heidi also pointed at Jen, 'Look at her!'
Mistress degraded Jen, 'I mean! Dressed in satin, covered in food and then face
fucked!'
Master S pulled Jen off his cock for a moment.
She cried, 'Best birthday ever!'
The dominants set about submissive sexual destruction!

Chapter Two:

DAVE PICKED UP Steve in his white Escort van, the pair headed off to confirm
a session at Mistress's.
As Dave drove he said to Steve, 'So, when did Jen tell you about her idea?'
'Couple of weeks ago.'
'Karen told me Jen would wanted something special for her birthday?'
'She asked in bed.'
'Ha ha ha.'
'I knew it would be kinky and messy as she always waits until we're snuggled
up to ask for sexual stuff.'
'That's so you'll give her a good seeing to!'
Steve laughed and nodded.
'Karen does the same thing.'
Steve turned his head, 'Does she?'
'Yeah- She'll wait until we've had a shag and then tell me we need a new sofa!'
'Ha ha ha.' Steve glanced out of the window, then turned to Dave. 'Jenny's
dreamed up an idea of going to a restaurant and copping it!'
'Ah!' Dave paused. 'That explains why Karen has been going through the satin
she's checking outfits!'
'Jen's been online and ordered blouses, skirts and pants, but won't say what is
for who?'
Dave began to turn right, 'Well, I know the girls have chatted as they've
checked Debs is not in America on business.'
'That means they'll have asked Claire about shifts at the hospital.'
'Does she still have a thing for Master I's weapon?'
Dave grinned. 'I believe so!'
The pair drove down the high street. Steve pointed, then blurted. 'Look!
There's Heidi.'
Dave beeped the horn as they passed. She waved, then pretended to lob pies
at the van.
Steve said, 'Right kinky bitch her. Jenny's tried loads of new stuff since
they've chatted.'
'Everyone knows Heidi's into pain as well as mess. Karen talks to her about
anal.'
'Really!'
'Yeah, women's stuff.'
Steve took the piss, 'I wonder if they ever talk about Women and Home?'
'Ha ha ha. You're havin' a laugh. They're too busy wanting us to sort kinky play
out.'
'True!- Talkin' of which- I emailed Mistress and she reckons Jen's fantasy is
do-able.'
'Nice one. Karen will be well up for it.'
'All the girls will.'

Inside Mistress's domain, she had asked Master Jason and Master Derek to
attend and help sort out the event.
Steve and Dave entered. Mistress beckoned the party into her office.
Master I said, 'Nice to see you chaps.'
Dave shook hands with Master J, Steve followed.
Master D pointed to the kettle, 'I'll avoid hand shakes lads and make brews!'
Mistress said, 'A cuppa, thank you Master D.'
'As you wish- Steve, coffee, white, one sugar?'
Steve nodded. Dave rose and helped Master D with cups.
Mistress said, 'Right guys- I know a chap who owns a restaurant with spare
rooms at the back. There is also a flat above with a large shower.'
Faces beamed, that was the post play wash down sorted.
Master J said, 'We'll need to look the part.'
Dave looked over and nodded. Master D and Steve followed.
Master D said, 'Is the venue local Mistress?'
'Yes, it's owned by an Italian called Catone Bindo who visits another Mistress
I know. She commanded him to let us use his place.'
Laughter followed.
Dave came in while he stirred brews, 'It will need tarping up. The girls like
it full on.'
Mistress glanced around, 'Master I will take care of the prep this afternoon
as he lives near there. I'll flirt with Catone before the day and get him in line!'
Steve glanced at Dave, thing is it will work. We've seen it before!
Dave passed drinks round, then got seated alongside Master D.
Mistress looked at Steve, 'So what play does Jen want for her birthday?'
'She wants lots of food from the menu thrown over the girls and her.'
Mistress made a note on a pad, 'Master I, will speak to the chef and sort it.'
Steve added, 'She wants me to face fuck her in front of the group.'
Master J pointed at Steve, 'The return of Master S?'
'It would appear so.' The pair high-fived.
Master D glanced around, 'Are all the girls attending? I'm guessing so with
the number of masters booked.'
Dave came in, 'Yeah, Jen spoke to Karen, Karen spoke to Debs, you can
work the rest out.'
Master D nodded, then pondered.
Mistress glanced over, 'What's on your mind Master D?'
'Well... I was thinking about Master J's earlier comment. How we need to
look the part?- Maybe us guys could dress as waiters?'
Steve grinned, Master J followed, Dave nodded, they liked the idea.
Mistress replied, 'What a grand thought. I will dress as the manageress. I
wonder if Catone's place has a back entrance? We could bundle the girls
through dressed up to the nines.'
Steve blurted, 'Pie the satin sluts in the car park when they arrive!'
Everyone smiled and looked at each other.
Master J said, 'A table with flans on it in the corner. As soon the girls land,
we drag them out and pie them. They'd love it.'
Master D came in, 'I'm sure Master I could sort it. I can head down there early
on the day and lend a hand.'
Mistress turned to Steve and Dave, 'How much sex play do the girls want?'
Dave nodded at Steve to take the reigns, 'As much as possible. They want to
sit on chairs and get taken apart in a sexual manner.'
Mistress turned to Master J, 'Do we still have the wooden tables in the garage?'
'Yes Mistress, what are you thinking?'
'We take six tie a subject to each one and take them in their satin- This
will be after they've been tormented to the point they've cum on the seats!'
Master D looked at Steve and Dave, 'Clothes ripping?'
Steve replied, 'For Jen, yes.'
Dave added, 'Karen will want her outfit torn to shreds. The humiliation arouses
her.'
Master D nodded and pointed at Dave. 'A job for Master Dave then.'
Dave nodded, he would be ready.
Mistress said, 'Okay. The play will work like this- Jenny with Master S- Karen
with Master Dave- Debs with Master D- Alison with Master J- Heidi with myself-
Claire we will put with Master I, it's obvious she has a thing for him. He likes to
use her, so no problem there.'
Master D came in, 'I'll touch base with the supplier and get mess delivered to
the venue. Also, the chef should be busy with stuff from the menu.'
Mistress replied, 'I'll speak to chef.'
Steve said, 'How do we tell them there is a session? They know the date, so
suspect summat is afoot for Jen's big day.'
Mistress replied, 'Write Jen a letter from Master S, he will say she must comply.
Otherwise Mistress will make everyone pay. Give her the correspondence just
before she enters work. When she reads it she'll be all a flutter and phone round
her chums to tell them they have to go.'
The tops smiled, it was set. Bring on the mess.

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regards

Andy and the team.