Nemesis: Chapter 35
"Wow, I didn't know that Tori was going to be at the gameshow with us next week, I love her!" Exclaimed Mia when Ava finished telling the story. "She's hot isn't she" added Ava, "though for me, she reminds me too much of Alex, but at least that gives me extra pleasure whenever I want to see her humiliated." "Don't be nasty" yawned Sophie. The girls had been watching videos for quite a few hours. There was only one left, but it was starting to get late. "I'm going to head off now, I've seen the last video dozens of times already" added Bella. "Thanks for the meal and afternoon Sophie, I'll see you guys next week at the show." Mia rose to give Bella a goodbye hug. Bella squeezed Mia very tight and patted her on the bum before she left.

"Sophie, where's Darren?" Ava asked he sister. "Knowing you were round he went to the pub after work to go and watch the football. He'll be back soon, I guess. Look I'm going to get ready for bed. What are you two doing?" "I was thinking that I'd crash on your couch if that's okay?" replied Ava. Mia yawned; she was feeling pretty sleepy. Sophie offered to make her a coffee and told her that she too could stay the night, if she liked, as long as she kept out of Darren's way when he returned.

A few minutes later, coffee in hand, Mia snuggled up to Ava waiting for her to narrate the final video. "It seems like a long time ago now, but we've finally got to the most recent video from ten weeks ago of Claire being tied to the tree." "Wow, so that means that Sophie and Darren have been married for nine weeks" exclaimed Mia, "and that's also when Alex broke up with me" added Ava scornfully. "But damn her, I've met you now. Anyway, I'll just match a few faces to names you might know. The tall blonde with side parting and highly stylised hair is Darren, Sophie's husband. He really doesn't like me, so if you ever meet him, it's best to stay out of his way. He used to a bit of a hipster but now aspires to be a member of the upper middle class. Hence, he much prefers Emily and her social circle to mine. The six-foot-tall, rugged brunette with stubble and slicked back hair is Richard, Darren's best man and Molly's boyfriend. He's a great laugh, but highly irresponsible and I've always suspected him of being a cad. Being the same age, I've known him since we were five, and I've never fully trusted him. Nonetheless, Molly has stuck by him, despite rumours of his infidelity.

The guy with the shaggy brown hair and a beard is Anna's younger brother Marcus. His ambition is to tour the world with his acoustic guitar, but he hasn't got an ounce of talent. In fact, he's utterly useless at most things and despite being twenty-three has never held down a proper job for more than a few months. But he feeds Darren's ego so that's why he likes him."

"Goodness, you don't like Darren or his friends do you" Mia remarked. "I despise them, they've made feel so unwelcome these past three months. They tried to drive a wedge between me and my sister. If it wasn't for the gameshow piquing her interest, I doubt we'd be speaking even now."

"What happened between you at the wedding?" asked Mia. "Ah that's for another day, tonight's not the right time to tell you. For now, let me show you what happened to poor Claire. As you know, Sophie left Claire tied to the tree wearing nothing but her glasses and her underwear. The words pie me were written in cream across her stomach. Taking the hint from Molly's cryptic message, Richard got one of the guys to film what happened to Claire and that is what you see here. "Wow, nice of you to join us Claire" smirked Richard who had known the girl since school. Being one of Molly's friends, Claire had often accompanied the couple to the beach, so Richard had seen her in a state of undress before. To most of the guys this was a new experience however. "Got bored on the hen do then?" Richard continued. "I hear that you've been a bit of a naughty girl."

Claire was determined to not let the moment faze her. She made a vow that she would get every single one of the ten guys back one day. Somehow, she would catch each of them in a state of undress and take her revenge. She also vowed to take her revenge on myself, Alex, Taylor and Emily too, more of which you will hear about later. Brad, a blonde guy who works with Darren remarked, "Pie me? Don't mind if I do." He picked up a custard pie and slammed it into Claire's face. Despite being popular with the ladies as a teenager, now twenty-eight and starting to fill out his five-foot ten frame, he would have likely have imagined that his remark was far wittier than it sounded. Nonetheless, Rodney, Darren's slightly dim-witted twenty-six-year-old cousin found it hilarious, much to Brad's smug satisfaction.

Throughout the weekend, many casual acquaintances confused Rodney with being Darren's older brother, for they look so alike (though Rodney is two inches shorter). Her vision obscured by cream, Claire thought that it was the stag, not his cousin who next picked up two pies and gave the poor girl a pie sandwich. You can hear Wes chortle now, as he films Claire's humiliation. You never see the bald, five-foot-eleven feet tall, thirty-five-year-old on the clip, but his braying laugh makes him impossible to forget.

Darren's younger brother Ryan is a bit of a pervert. He's a horrible man, it's amazing that he's Bella's older brother, they are not at all alike. His sandy blonde hair is always perfectly sculpted with gel, his arrogance knows no bounds. But then again, the weaselly twenty-one-year-old is training to be a criminal lawyer and apparently, he's already been offered a placement at a top firm. So, he's got plenty to boast about.


You can see the cretin pick up two pies and slamming them into Claire's breasts, before massaging them in. To his credit, you can hear Marcus complaining around now, telling Ryan that he's gone too far. He might be bit of a prat, but he's Anna's brother after all, so he isn't always as bad as I may make out. Drew and Hal, Darren's friends from school then wipe cream pies up and down Claire's arms before you can see Ryan launch a cream pie at Claire's crotch. Now I know what you're thinking, but they don't go that far. Claire keeps what's left of her clothes on throughout and neither do they empty any pie or gunge down her bra or knickers. Unlike Ryan, they aren't all monsters, I mean I wouldn't let Sophie marry Darren if I thought that he was capable of that. Gordon, Darren's thirty-one-year-old former neighbour was a bit too hung over to really contribute. You can see the brown haired, six-foot two tall fireman trying to throw a bucket of red gunge at Claire, but mostly missing, barely covering her legs.

Darren picked up the same bucket and poured the remaining half of its contents over her head. Not wanting to look like a prude, Marcus threw a bucket of green gunge at Claire's chin and shoulders that dribbled down over her chest. Wanting to outdo the taller Marcus, (Marcus is five foot eleven, Ryan five foot nine) Ryan aimed a bucket straight at her chest before the twenty-three-year-old Drew poured a bucket of grey gunge down her back.

Just then, Bill's van came roaring back into view. Sophie had got worried about what the lads might do to Claire and had had a change of heart. She had asked Bill to go back and rescue her. Wanting to show Sophie that she was the perfect chief bridesmaid who wouldn't hold a grudge, Emily volunteered to go back and rescue Claire too. With Bill, Emily, now mostly dry and wearing the camo shorts and tank top as before, jumped out of the van and demanded that they let Claire go. To his credit, Darren moved to untie the redhead, eager to agree to their request. He didn't want to upset Sophie after all. Richard moved over to help him, when Claire whispered something in his ear. Claire's opportunity to gain her revenge on Emily had presented itself earlier than she had anticipated. Richard raised his voice. "Emily, we'll give Claire back to you on one condition. You let us use all the remaining gunge and pies on your first."

Emily was shocked, but she could hardly return to Sophie empty handed. "Alright then, but no funny business", she warned. Barefoot she marched over to the lads as Bill went to untie Claire form the tree. But wanting to watch, once free, wouldn't move. There were eight pies left, so everyone except for the hungover Gordon and Wes on the video recorder picked up a pie. Lining in, one by one they slammed a pie into her face, her chest, (which to Ryan's delight he noticed that she wasn't wearing her bra still damp from its trip to the lake), stomach and bum. Bill handed Claire a towel to wipe herself clean. She tried wiping her face as quick as possible, for she didn't want to miss a second of Emily's pieing. Once the blonde Hal had wiped the final pie around the back of her face, Emily braced herself for the first of the buckets of gunge.

For Richard to gunge her was particularly humiliating, for she had known him since she was five. He picked up a bucket of blue gunge and tipped it over her head. The thick lumpy gunge was more viscous than anything poured over Claire and thus a thousand times worse. Rodney aimed a bucket of white gunge directly over her face whilst Ryan sneakily opened up her crop top and poured a bucket of green gunge over her breasts. "Hey, I told you not to do that" she snapped. Bill came marching over and towered over the weedy lad. Grabbing hold of him he picked him up and hurled him into the lake. Watching what happened, brown haired Drew simply threw his bucket of light blue gunge at Emily's front from close range. Despite both being five-foot-eleven, neither Drew nor Hal fancied their chances against the angry beast that was Bill. Ryan then appeared to say something rude to Bill and when everyone turned around, Ryan was showing off his freshly created black eye.

Free from Bill, Claire wandered over to Brad and whispered in his ear. Brad then turned to Emily. "Hey do you mind lying down on the grass for the last bit?" Seeing that most of the guys were now afraid of Bill and unlikely to try anything stupid she agreed. Brad picked up the ninth bucket of pink gunge and poured it over her face and shoulders. To Emily's astonishment, Claire then picked up the final bucket of purple gunge and poured it over the poor girl lying on the ground. Unafraid of Bill, Claire made sure to empty some of the bucket down Emily's top. Claire laughed at her rival who was now just as messy as she was. Wanting to clean off, Claire ran splashing into the lake, pushing over Ryan who had only just stood up. Bill then headed over to Emily, picked her up and gently eased her into the lake to wash off. "Thank you" she whispered. "No thank you, you saved Claire, not me. It's just a shame that she doesn't seem to appreciate it."

The stag do then packed up and prepared to leave as Claire and Emily began to wash themselves off. Claire in particular took great delight to splash Emily at every given opportunity. Bill packed up the buckets and then drove the girls back to the hotel to meet up with us all again. So, as you can see, despite what anyone might tell you, me included, Bill and Emily are really kind and generous people. Emily deserved to be chief bridesmaid, not me. But I just struggle to forgive her for helping to drive me and Alex apart. Though perhaps I should thank her, for without her meddling, I may never have met you."

Finishing speaking, Ava turned to Mia and kissed her on the lips. Pressing against her she pushed her down so that she was lying flat on the settee. The girls embraced and rubbed their bodies against one another. Ava took off her top before reaching round to remove Mia's bra. Mia then let Ava slide down her panties, asking "Will Sophie mind me rolling around naked on her couch?" "I'm sure that she and Darren have done the same" Ava replied. Ava kissed Mia on the breasts and crotch, gently caressing her face and thighs. Just then, they heard a sound come Sophie's bedroom, Mia worried that they had woken her up. Ava quickly slipped back on her t shirt just in time for Sophie to emerge eager for a glass of water. With Mia hiding on the couch, Ava went to join her sister in the kitchen. When Sophie had finally returned to bed, Mia asked Ava to pour her a glass of water as well. Mia, got up and stretched, ready to move over to the kitchen. Just then, the front door swung open and Darren, slightly sozzled, walked in.

"What the hell" he exclaimed, barely taking in the sight of the fully naked girl before grabbing the fire extinguisher and releasing its' contents over the shocked brunette. Mia's screams brought Sophie rushing from the bedroom. "Who the hell is this?" asked Darren as the white foam dripped form Mia's bare skin. Entering the hall from behind, Sophie noticed from Mia's clean backside that she had been naked. Sighing, Sophie replied, "This is Mia, a friend of Ava's. I told you that she was coming around earlier if you remember." Mia was hurt to hear Sophie claim that she was a friend of her sister's alone. Ava, unable to contain her laughter any longer, finally made her presence known. "I should have known you were involved somehow" sneered Darren. "Goodness Darren, you haven't done a good job have you" teased Ava, before wiping her hand against Mia's messy chest and depositing the foam over Mia's bum before rubbing it in. "Now if you don't mind, Mia's going to need to have a shower."

Ava led Mia into the bathroom and began to run her a shower. Finally, over the shock, Mia stepped into the shower and began to wipe herself clean. Ava watched her new lover naked in the shower and began to desire her body once again. Ava moved to join her in the shower but Mia blocked her way. "I know your game; you're not coming in unless you strip naked too. If we are to be lovers, I want us to be equal, I don't want to be the submissive partner, or it will be like Alex all over again. Smiling, Ava swiftly removed her clothes and joined Mia in the shower. She worked up a lather with the shower gel and rubbed it all over Mia's glistening body, secretly ensuring that her lover received the lion's share of the water. Ava kissed Mia on the lips as she slid her right hand down to her behind. Squeezing Mia's bum, she whispered, "I love you" before pressing Mia up against the side of the shower. Ava wasn't going to hand over the keys to their relationship without a fight.