SNOOTY LADY'S PILLORY

Lisa was the local solicitor's wife and had always been a snotty cow. She had been in charge of organising a garden party. But she had been very nasty to me and her other helpers.

One of the events at the garden party had been a pillory, where people could pay to throw wet sponges at local women.

I was just putting the pillory away in the storage room of the local sports club, when
Lisa came in, shouting at me.

"I told you I needed to have some photos taken for the local paper before you put that away. Get it out again now."

"Yes, Miss Lisa," I say with a sly smile.

"Here's the Camera, stupid boy. I'm going to get in the pillory. You take some photos of me as if I have been going to get wet. We'll send them off to the local paper, to show how much money I raised for charity at the garden party."

Lisa is smartly dressed, with a lovely dress, tan tights and high heeled shoes.
She has full makeup and her hair looks immaculate.

"Will you be OK in there wearing those smart clothes in the pillory, Miss Lisa?" I ask.

"Yes of course I will. Don't be stupid. I'm not going to get messy"

THAT'S WHAT YOU THINK. !!

Lisa steps behind the pillory and places her hands and neck into the holes for her neck and wrists. I close up the top and, unknown to her, I close a padlock and LOCK it shut.

I take some nice photos of her in the pillory, elegantly dressed but securely locked inside the apparatus. Suddenly I put down the camera.

"What are you doing?" demands Lisa. "Come and let me out if you've finished talking the photos."

"Well, Lisa, there is a problem. You have been mean to me and a couple of guys so we decided we want our revenge."

I open the door to the clubhouse and let in two other guys.

"No, let me out, immediately " she screams.

I approach her, holding two Bulldog clips attached to strings. I attach these clips to the hem at the front of her dress and fasten the strings to her hands, thus raising the front of her skirt and exposing her underwear.

I am surprised, but delighted, to see that Lisa is wearing stockings and suspenders and a very skimpy pair of semi-see-through panties. She has always given the image of a snooty bitch, but in private she must be a randy sod. So respectable in public, but a whore in private.

"Look, you can see her cunt, through those flimsy knickers," says one of the guys.

"it's hardly worth wearing them " says the other, who proceeds to pull them down to her knees.

Lisa scrams as she squeals and squirms, but to no avail. She is well and truly locked in the pillory.

I pick up the camera again and take more shots with her bare pussy now clearly on show.

"It's no use being in a pillory, unless you get messy." I say. "I wonder what filthy things we can find here in the club storeroom."

The guys and I search around and find that the caretaker has left several things.

I place in front of Lisa, several pots of paint, a couple of paint brushes and a large tub of industrial grease.

" No. Not that," she screams. "I'll do anything, if you let me go."

"Anything? What if we want you to give us all blowjobs?" one of the guys says.

"What about anal sex, while we have you trapped in that position. We could go around the back and 'have our way' with you. " says the other.

"Yuk, I'm not doing that. There's no way you're going to bugger my ass." she says. "Anything but that."

I say, "Then there is no choice. You are going to get VERY messy."

I open the pots of paint and take the lid off the tub of grease.

The other guys load up the paint brushes and start to apply paint to her naked cunt.
I expect her to scream again but notice that she has suddenly gone quiet.
I look at her face and surprisingly see she looks as if she is in ecstasy.
Rubbing the paint brushes over her intimate area seems to have got her turned on.

I find a pair of rubber gloves and scoop out a large blob of grease. With this I rub it all over her lovely HAIR.

I leave Lisa's face clean and step back to take more photos of her looking filthy.

By now the other guy has moved around and is painting her ass.

To finish the picture I smear more filthy black grease all over her face, before taking a few some final photos of her in her now filthy state.

"I bet the local papers will pay a lot of money for these photos. If not, I can always post them on the internet."


"Are you going to let her out now?" say one of the other guys.

"Perhaps not... I have a better idea. Lisa needs to be humiliated as well as messy."

I turn around and open wide the two doors to the sports club storeroom and wedge them open. She is now clearly visible to anyone who walks past the sports club.

BYE Lisa. I say, as we all walk away laughing.