Nemesis: Chapter 27 The Blackening
The next morning, we gathered around the hotel breakfast table. Bella and Jasmine had massive hangovers and Tiffany was looking decidedly blue. The girls all came down to breakfast wearing the next day's attire. Emily had chosen for everyone to wear camouflage tank tops and Capri pants. The tank tops exposed their taut stomachs and the pants fitted snugly to their behinds. I was the only exception, being dressed in a pink pleated mini skirt and sleeveless white blouse. Jasmine drove us out into the countryside and we took it in turns to change in the back of the van. The boys had hired out a small remote campsite as the base for Darren's Stag party over the weekend. Molly phoned Richard to make sure that the boys were gone for the morning and when they arrived there was absolutely no one else there.

Emily lined us all up outside as if we were on an army roll call. She announced that she had brought with her a pair of camo booty shorts and G-strings for two of us to change into. We were to decide who the lucky girls were by drawing lots. As the bride, I was exempted from this game. Jasmine and Debbie were the first to step forward and both breathed a sigh of relief when they realised that they were safe. Bella changed her mind at least ten times before drawing the longest lot of them all. Ava and Alex sauntered up next and Ava collapsed in a fit of giggles when she saw that Alex's lot was much shorter than her own. But Emily assured Alex that there were two lots that were far shorter. Disappointed, checking that no one was looking, Ava surreptitiously patted Alex on the bum. Both Tiffany and Molly were lucky enough to avoid the booty shorts too and suddenly Emily became very worried. There were three lots left and the two shorts were still to be given out. Shaking her head, Taylor picked the shortest straw of the lot before Claire nervously made her way over to Emily. Sweating, she grabbed the lot in Emily's right hand. Slowly, Emily opened both her palms. Her plan to humble the girls had backfired, she would be joining Taylor in getting changed. Emily and Taylor quickly ran into the van to get changed into their G-strings and booty shorts. Alex naughtily opened up the back of the van before Taylor had time to put on her shorts, giving Ava and Molly an unwelcome view of her behind.

Emily, strutting around in her booty shorts assembled everyone in line again. "Now it's time for some forfeits from last night. Unaware of what was going to happen last night, Emily had organised for Bill to transport some messy surprises to the park and he beeped his horn as he arrived. Emily forbade anyone else except for Bill to go into the back of his van. As Emily spoke, he began to retrieve the forfeits. "The first forfeit is for the person who was last to rise this morning. Which as always was good old Claire. Claire stepped forward, twirling her ginger hair. She then took off her glasses and handed them to Ava. Emily handed pies to Tiffany, Molly, Jasmine, Bella and Taylor. One by one, they nailed Claire in the face. Bill then passed Debbie and Alex each a bucket of slime, which they then both poured over the ginger girl's cute head.

"The second forfeit goes to the two girls who remained the cleanest last night, Molly and Ava." Ava was worried that Emily would volunteer to personally pie her in the face. Fortunately, she was wrong. Instead Emily handed each girl a custard pie and they were ordered to pie each other. Ava absolutely plastered Molly, who rather feebly wiped the pie against Ava's hair. As punishment, Ava was given a bucket of purple slime to tip over Molly. Tiffany collapsed in a fit of giggles as her best friend turned into a blackcurrant.

"The final forfeit, is by far the most serious crime," announced Emily. "As you know, last night, one of our group tried to put her clothes back on." All eyes looked over to Taylor. "Taylor, take off your tank top. Egged on by the rest of the group, Taylor did as she was told, revealing a cute little blue bra. "My goodness" mocked Emily, clearly enjoying the role of sergeant. "That bra isn't official army uniform, you need to take it off too." Even Ava was shocked by how far Emily had let the power go to her head, but was relieved to find that Emily had provided a replacement army print bra roughly Taylor's size. Bill disappeared out of the way and Taylor slipped off her bra in full view of all the other girls. Covering her bosom with her left arm, she reached out to grab the army print bra off Emily. Instead Emily scrunched up the bra and threw it into the lake. She then signalled for Jasmine and Debbie to pick her up and throw her in to fetch it. This type of behaviour I would have expected from Ava, but never Emily. Everyone was shocked, but Debbie and Jasmine, slightly scared about what might happen to them, did as they were told.

Taylor landed with a splash and spent over a minute frantically trying to find the bra in the bottom of the lake. Her brown hair soaking, she dived back under the water, fished up the bra and slipped it on. As she exited the lake, she found that everyone, me included, waiting for her with custard pies. Alex wiped hers against Taylor's breasts whilst Ava aimed for her behind. Molly and Tiffany then threw buckets of green and yellow slime over her and her forfeit was now complete.

Then came the moment that I was dreading. Emily fastened a blindfold on me and told me to stand still. I heard Bill make a few journeys to and from his van. I could hear Jasmine giggle and Tiffany shout in glee. With the blindfold still covering my eyes, Emily began to speak. "Seeing as how Darren is half Scottish, I thought it would be apt to send you off in a traditional Scottish style. Have you ever heard of the Blackening?" My sister tore off my blindfold and I saw before me barrels of treacle, flour, soot and feathers. Jasmine scooped a bucket into the barrel of treacle and poured it over my head. In turn, every girl followed Jasmine's lead, except for Molly who poured her bucket over the unsuspecting Claire. Unafraid to get messy, Bill picked me up and dumped me into the rest of the barrel of treacle, before allowing me to stumble out onto the grass. Kneeling down, I was an easy target as every girl poured soot and flour over me.

With the barrel of treacle now only a third full, Jasmine and Debbie poured its contents over poor old Taylor. Her feet sticky with treacle, the poor girl slipped over. Concerned, Claire went to help her up, only for Taylor to drag her down to the ground. Easy targets, Tiffany and Molly upturned buckets of flour over Taylor and Claire whilst Ava, Alex, Bella and Emily continued to gang up on me. As the barrel of feathers was turned over me I heard a loud splashes as first Taylor and then Claire were thrown into the lake. Emily brought out some whipped cream and squirted it over my face and chest. Ava then found the duct tape and Alex helped to tie me to a tree. A shriek from the lake told me that Claire had stolen Taylor's bra. "Guys I think I've lost it!" Admitted Claire as she wiped her dirty glasses clean from all the sludge from the lake. Meanwhile, the hapless, topless Taylor sat dejected and submerged on the floor of the lake.

With Claire still searching the lake for Taylor's bra, the rest of the gang came over to pay me their regards with a pie to the face. Bella turned to look at Taylor clutching at her bare breasts in the lake. "Goodness Emily, how come none of this happened to you when you took off your clothes yesterday?" The whole crowd fell silent. "What do you mean?" demanded Ava. "Oh, nothing, really" Bella backtracked before Alex slammed a pie in her face. "Keep talking, or there will be more" my sister warned. "Do you remember the first pub we went to, the Griffin Inn? Well there aren't enough cubicles in the ladies toilets there at the best of times. Finding them all busy, I chanced my arm and quickly slipped into the gents when I thought that no one was looking. I dived into the nearest cubicle and soon became trapped. The cute barman came rushing in and entered the cubicle next to mine. A lady soon followed close behind. I heard the women tell the barman to take off her bikini, before she slid down her skirt. The couple started to make out, and from her shrieks I noticed that the lady sounded a lot like Emily."

Emily shook her head in denial. "Bella it wasn't me, you were just mistaken that's all." "But there's more" replied Bella. "The couple continued to rip their clothes off each other and the girl's Hawaii bikini tops and bottoms were unintentionally flung at me underneath the cubicle partition. Its hearsay" claimed Emily nervously. "The Griffin Inn did you say?" asked Bill. "I know one of the barman there, I could ask him to corroborate the story if you like." Defeated, Emily caved in. "Yes, it's true, I made out with the barman in the men's toilets. Yes, I took off my bikini and then later slipped it back on. To make matters worse I had invited Guy to the nightclub last night after his shift at work. He saw me get humiliated there too. Girls, do your worst, I deserve it."

Having finally found her bra, Taylor, quickly followed by Claire, came storming out of the lake. Between them, they began to strip Emily and threw all of her clothes into the water. Now completely naked, Emily was pushed head first into the second barrel of treacle. But do you know the oddest thing about all that happened? Ava and Alex just simply stood by and watched. It was my friends from work and school who destroyed Emily, not my close family. With Bill eager to help, they upturned the entirety of the spare barrels of flour and feathers over Emily's head. The barrel, with Emily still inside, was then turned on its side and pushed into the lake. Naked, Emily crawled out of the barrel and began to search the lake for her clothes. Taylor was still celebrating her victory over her newest rival when Alex pushed her into the lake.

Ava then began to address the brunette. "Taylor, show some restraint. Yes, Emily broke the rules, but there was no need to humiliate her. The only person who gets to do that is me." I was proud of my sister, in her own special way she was standing up for poor Emily. Emily and Ava may never get on, but my sister jumped to her defence because ultimately, that's exactly what I would have wanted.

Ava meanwhile continued to address Taylor, still sitting in the lake. "In a way, I'm quite disappointed in you. If you wanted to completely humiliate her, there's something else that you should have done." As Ava finished speaking, Alex crept up behind Claire and slammed two pies into her face. Following close behind her, Bella then handed Alex a bucket of green slime, which she then poured over Claire's ginger hair. Ava turned her attention to Claire. "You didn't think that you would get away with it did you? Hiding behind Taylor, blaming it all on her. Taylor barely knows Emily, but you have always been one of her closest friends. She didn't steal Kyle from you, he only ever saw you as a friend." Converging on Claire, Ava and Alex began to tear off her clothes. Leaving her standing in just her lingerie, Alex threw Claire's clothes to Bella and told her to put them into the back of the van.

Alex and Ava then marched Claire over to myself and using the duct tape, tied her semi-naked body to the tree. As my sister untied me, my friends waited to see what I would do. Was I going to allow my younger sister humiliate one of my oldest friends? But then I looked over at Emily, my best friend, still searching for her clothes in the lake. Clearing my throat, I turned to Molly. "Phone Richard. Tell him that we've left the Stag party a present at the campsite, tied to a tree." I then addressed the rest of the gang. "Let's go help Emily find her clothes and get out of here before the lads arrive."

As the others helped Emily locate her clothes, Ava and Alex left ten buckets of gunge and sixteen pies by Claire's feet. Clearly, Bill's van was larger than I thought. Ava dabbed her fingers in a cream pie and wrote "pie me" on Claire's flat stomach, so that the boys knew that they had permission to plaster the girl with slime when they arrived. I meanwhile called Taylor back over to the tree. "What Emily did to you was cruel, so I forgive you. But Claire has absolutely no excuse. Nevertheless, I still want you to prove my loyalty to me." With that I handed Taylor a pie. Taylor looked at Claire sympathetically, shrugged her shoulders and slammed the pie into her face. She hit Claire so hard that her glasses dug into her cheeks. "Well done, you passed my test, here's your reward" I exclaimed before submerging Taylor's face in a chocolate pie sandwich. I slapped her on the bum and guided her back to the minibus. Laughing, I turned my attention back to the redhead tied to the tree. I carefully lifted off her glasses, cleaned them and slipped them back onto her face. I then addressed my friend. "Claire, you can catch up with us later, in the meantime, don't you humiliate my chief bridesmaid ever again."