Thought I'd have a go at writing a Wam fiction/fantasy story. I'll call this chapter 1 for the time being. Not if I should carry it on or leave it there. Let me know what you think.

"Becky!!!!! You need to stop being so bitchy. I've had enough of you and your bitchy attitude. You are so in for it." My mistress shouted angrily before taking a deep breath and as she exhaled she said "However... right now, I'm hungry. Go and get changed, we are going for dinner." "Yes Mistress" I say with my head down as I head to my room knowing I have crossed a line.

I need to get back into her good books, so I do it the best way I know how. Which is to make myself look amazing as I always do obviously. I find my best underwear, gorgeous blue halterneck dress and matching heels. Makeup, hair done perfectly and my best jewellery. My hair black and tied up in the perfect bun. One last look in the mirror and yes I look perfect for her I say to myself before heading downstairs where I know she will be waiting to see how I look before letting me leave with her. On the way down I keep wondering where she is going to take me but I know she won't tell me as it's always a surprise and normally somewhere different everytime.

I get downstairs, she's wearing a gorgeous black top, blue skinny jeans, black leather knee high boots, her make-up and hair perfect as always. Her hair is blonde, wavey and shoulder length she looks at me up and down with her arms folded tapping her foot on the floor. She doesn't look impressed. "What's wrong mistress?" I ask sassily, "I look great" I continue. She gives me a look of distain. "Do you really think I am going to let you go out looking like that? After the way you have been today, not a chance" she says shaking her head. "Get that dress off" she says. I look at her blankly before she says angrily "come on, we haven't got all night. I slowly untie the halterneck and slide the dress down and step out of it. Standing before my mistress wearing just my underwear and heels, she looks at me before saying "much better". I look at her with shock before saying without thinking "are you fucking joking?" Realising I have said the wrong thing again I stop. "I'm sorry m" I say before she cuts in and says "shut up bitch, you just won't learn will you" she says walking up to me. "Turn around" she instructs. Eager to not upset her anymore I do it. "Bend over the table" she instructs again. Once more I do it straight away. She pulls my knickers down and starts to lightly stroke my arse almost tickling it before she whispers in my ear "you have been such a pain in the arse today that I think it's only fair that you experience it". With that I feel a penetration in my arse, slowly she slides it in. I feel the coldness of the lube on it. It's so wide I start really groan with pain, it seems to take forever to go in. Finally it's in, she pulls my knickers back up and says " you can keep that in for the whole evening. "Stand up". I stand up slowly realising I have a huge butt plug in my arse before I turn to her and say "can I get dressed now mistress?". "Of course" she replies before handing me a blue knee length fabric tie up coat. I look at her shocked before she says "this is what you're wearing tonight, now come on or we'll be late." I tentatively take the coat and put it on and tie it up as she then ushers me out of the door and into the car. This is going to be really difficult I thought, not realising just how bad it was going to be before mistress started driving.

After one of the most uncomfortable 20 minute drives I have ever had to encounter not least because of the huge butt plugs mistress had inserted into me or because I was being taken to a restaurant wearing effectively just my underwear and shoes but also because of what else mistress might have instore for me we arrive at the restaurant, a huge modern looking building with a massive gravel car park which could only have had 3 or 4 available spaces in it when we arrived. Mistress parks the car and I have one last attempt to get out of this humiliation I turn to mistress and ask "do you think they will even have a table available mistress?" She quickly turns and snaps back "shut up Becky, do you really think I would come somewhere without booking a table?" "No, of course not mistress. Sorry mistress" I reply sheepishly. "Right, now get out of the car" she says sharply. I get out of the car and stand looking at this amazing building with colour lights firing up into the sky. On the front high up there is a sign engraved into the cream brickwork light up by a single light above it shining down that simply read 'MD'. I had no idea what it could possibly stand for but was in awe until a cold wintery gust of wind flew up the inside of my coat and made me start to shiver. Suddenly I remembered just how little I was wearing. I looked to my left and saw mistress heading to the front door so followed behind her. I made sure I walked quickly though so I could get to the door first to open it. As I approached a young lady in her early to mid 20's opened the door from inside. "Good evening, please come in out of the cold" she said in angelic voice. I waited for mistress to enter first and I then followed her in...

The young girl then asked politely "can I take your coats for you ladies?" Mistress immediately removed her coat and gave it to the girl, I pinched the 2 sides of my coat together, gently shook my head and said "I'll keep mine on for the time being thank you." Mistress looked at me with a glare and said "Becky, would you stop being so rude and give the young lady your coat." As I hesitated the young girl said "honestly madam, it's fine." Mistress asked the girl "What's your name dear?" "It's Inka" she replied. "Well Inka, I have told Becky before about this. In a nice restaurant such as this she is not to wear her coat. Now I have a table booked for 2 at 7:30." She turned to the podium to check the bookings as I put my handbag on the floor and started to untie my coat. I then removed my coat and picked up my handbag just as Inka said "Ah yes, there we go." She puts a line through the booking and turns to take my coat from me and sees me standing there in just my underwear and stands in shock for a split second before taking my coat and saying reluctantly "thank you madam." I could see the sorrow in her eyes as she took it before turning to open the door to the restaurant.

She leads us into the restaurant, with mistress following behind her and then me at the back. The humiliation hit me immediately as the looks of disgust mixed with the sniggers and laughs from the other diners as soon as we started walking through the restaurant. There must've been close to 200 people in there. It was huge and packed. We seemed to have to go through the whole restaurant to get to our table. Finally we got there, mistress waited for me to pull her seat out for her which I did and she seemed to sit down a lot slower than usual, deliberately of course to keep me on show for longer. I then sat down as Inka still holding the coats asked "Can I get you anything to drink?" "Yes please, a large glass of sweet Rosplease". She turned and looked at mistress as mistress said "Could i have a large glass of red wine please and a bottle of tomato juice seperate please." "Of course ladies" Inka replied before heading off with our coats and comes back quickly with 2 menu's and reads us the specials before heading off clearly feeling uncomfortable about my predicament. A waiter comes to our table with our drinks not really knowing where to look, he just looks directly at the table as he put my wine down in front of me then the wine and the tomato juice in front of mistress. "That's not for me, that's for Becky" says mistress handing the tomato juice to the waiter. He puts it down in front of me, "but I don't like tomato juice" I say too mistress, "it's not for you to drink" she says with a smirk. I sigh knowing what she means. "Pour it over her head" Mistress says to the waiter. "But I... I... can't do that madam" he stutters. "Yes you can, I give you permission" Mistress says smirking at the waiter. He looks at me apologetically and I give him a nod knowing it will be worse for me if he doesn't, he mouths "I'm sorry" to me before pouring the tomato juice over my head I close my eyes as it hits my hair and dribbles down my face and body before pooling in my lap. Everybody in sight of me in the restaurant is laughing except for mistress who is studying her menu. "Thank you, you may go now" Mistress says to the waiter before he turns and walks away.

Another waitress comes to the table, "are you ready to order?" She asks politely. I sit there hoping that mistress doesn't order a starter so that we could be out quicker and end this humiliation as quick as possible but of course she does. She orders starters, main and plenty of sides including a side order of cold baked beans. No prizes for guessing why I thought to myself. With the humiliation growing by the minute I order very little as surprisingly I don't have much of an appetite. Order in all we can do now is wait and drink our wine I thought. Mistress starts whispering to a lady on the next table. She is in her mid 30's and dressed so similar to mistress you could be forgiven for thinking they're sisters but mistress is an only child so I don't know who it is and neither can I hear the conversation but they seem to know each other well. Eventually I over hear at the end of the conversation mistress say "I hope so, I did request them." As she looks around. She then looks at me and says "Becky, this is my very good friend Sarah. We go back a long way. And this is her trainee Chantelle." I look at the pair of them, "pleased to meet you both" I say. Sarah looks unimpressed at me before saying "I hear you've been a bit of bitch to your mistress here?" "Yes Sarah, I have" I reply before Sarah says "I am so lucky with Chantelle, she does what I say when I say it don't you Chantelle?" Chantelle looks Sarah in the eye and says "yes mistress". Chantelle is gorgeous, she is about 18/19. Shortish black hair with red streaks, straight and about kneck-length. She is about a size 10/12 wearing a figure hugging red dress and matching red heels. "We did have a slight incident this morning though didn't we Chantelle?" Chantelle looks down slightly before replying "yes mistress, sorry mistress." Just at that moment their food arrives so the conversation stops and we get back to our drinks.

As we finish our starters without incident I can't help but think I got off lightly there. I can't see that lasting I think to myself. Soon after that the mains arrive there are so many side orders the table is absolutely full. Mistress dips her little finger in them as if to test the temperature and cleans her finger on her napkin. "Shoes please Becky" Mistress says. I give out a little groan before removing my shoes and passing them to mistress. "Did you just moan?" Mistress asked angrily. "No mistress" I reply quickly "I hope not" she snaps before spooning the beans into my shoes before passing them back to me. I put them down on the floor under the table. Mistress quickly looks under the table and sees them just sat there "put them back on" she says. I groan again knowing how cold, gooey and disgusting it is going to feel. "I heard that one" snaps mistress. "Put them on" mistress says angrily. I slide my feet into the cold horrible beans. I feel them between my toes. It's absolutely revolting I think to myself. "Next time no more moaning and groaning. You should be more like Chantelle by the sound of things Becky" Mistress says to me. I look at Chantelle and think about how lucky she is. I see Sarah smirking at the treatment I am receiving. At that moment a waiter walks past and Mistress asks him for a bottle of ketchup. As Mistress has ordered the gourmet burger and chips he doesn't think twice about it and goes to one. He comes back quickly, he's just about to put it on the table as Mistress says "Becky, stand up and come here". I stand up and walk over to Mistress, I can feel the beans squelching in my shoes. As I reach mistress she grabs the bottle from the waiter, pulls my knickers open and squeezes as much of the ketchup from the bottle as she can into my knickers. I feel it find it's way into every crease and crevice before oozing down my legs. Mistress hands the bottle back to the waiter before saying "Now sit down Becky". "I hope you're learning your lesson Becky" "Yes Mistress" I reply before sitting down. I sit there praying that it's over as I eat my dinner feeling the tomato ketchup getting everywhere inside my knickers.

With the mains finished, still an absolute mess with tomato juice, ketchup and beans covering me. I can only imagine how bad I smell and look to everyone else. Inka brings the menu's back for us to choose a dessert. Whilst I am looking at the menu the manager of the restaurant starts talking on a microphone in the only part of the restaurant that is viewable from every table. She starts introducing herself as Janine the restaurant manager and that they had a request for tonight from 2 diners. She then says reading her notes "can mistress Donna and mistress Sarah please come up?" With that, mistress and Sarah both walk up to Janine. "Ladies what was the request that you asked for?" She asked before mistress took the mic from her and said "we are both mistresses to submissive ladies and whilst we are friends we are also in competition over who is the better mistress." At this point Sarah pulled on a big dust sheet to reveal a gunge tank behind mistress. Sarah took the mic and said "one of the submissives will be going in here and we would like you to choose, we want you to pick the best mistress and the loosing mistresses submissive will go in the tank" Sarah explained. Mistress and Sarah then called both me and Chantelle up. Whilst walking up I can't explain how ridiculous I felt wearing so little and covered in so much mess while Chantelle looked pristine and amazing. Everyone then voted by ticking cards given to them and the votes were counted. Janine then picked up the mic and said "the votes have been counted and I have to say it is a landslide result. Also 1 final detail the loosing mistress will also go in with their submissive." Sarah and Mistress look at each other with shock and horror on their faces. Janine then announces the result, I close my eyes and look at the ground resigned to my fate that it will probably be me in there. "With 150 votes to 42 the winning mistress is.... Mistress Sarah!!!!!" I put my hands to my face almost ready to cry and knowing how angry this will make mistress. Sarah looking very happy with herself opens the door to the tank whilst mistress looks at me with disgust before unzipping her boots sliding them off and removing her socks. I take off my baked bean filled shoes with mashed up beans still stuck to my feet. Mistress steps inside the tank reluctantly and sits on the seat, I then follow her in and go to sit down but she stops me. Mistress says "wait Becky, bend over first". I bend over with my bum towards Mistress, she then pulls out the butt plug. Everybody gasps when they see it. "Face me" she says, I turn to face her. "Mouth open Becky" Mistress says. I open my mouth and Mistress inserts the butt plug into my mouth. "You can keep that in there" Mistress says to me. The taste and the smell makes me want to gag, it's vile I think to myself. I straddle Mistress and wrap my arms around her to keep her as clean as possible. I hear the door close behind me and then everyone starts the count down. 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... I grip harder as I tense waiting for the inevitable. I suddenly feel the sensation of cold slimy custard hitting my head and doming out and completely covering me. I start to shiver as the custard is absolutely freezing, as it stops I lean back and look at mistress who is still fairly clean apart from her hair. I have definitely bore the brunt of it. Mistress looks at me with sorrow in her eyes, probably more because of her situation than mine. I remove the butt plug from my mouth, I look at mistress and say "are you ok Mistress?"
"What do you think?" Mistress replies. "I'm sorry mistress" I say looking at her. "You will be" Mistress replies angrily. I get off mistress' lap and step out of the tank, mistress then stands up and steps out of the tank and we both stand covered in custard in front of everyone. "No desert for you Becky" says mistress angrily before ordering "get back inside and sit down" she snaps. I sit down and Mistress closes the door. She turns to Chantelle, looks up at the top of the tank and sees it's refilled. She then says to Chantelle "Gunge her again!" I sit there cross legged eyes closed, knowing what is coming. I hear Chantelle say to me "Sorry Becky but I have to". I nod understanding her position. She pulls the chain releasing another torrent of cold custard over over me. I squeal as the temperature was even colder than the first time as if they had just taken it out of the fridge. It finally stops and I am completely covered from head to toe. I sit there shivering before I hear Sarah in the background shouting "Chantelle!!!! What do you think you're doing????" She stands a little bit in shock before replying "I only did what I was told Mistress". She stood there briefly wondering what she could possibly have done wrong. Sarah stands with both hands on her hips looking as if she's just about to explode. "Did I tell you to do it?" She asks angrily. "No Mistress, Mistress Donna told me too" Chantelle replies. "She's not your mistress is she?" Sarah replies before saying "You didn't even ask my permission did you?" Sarah continues. "No Mistress, i do apologise Mistress. It won't happen again Mistress" Chantelle replies weakly looking at the floor. "I don't think there is anything for it is there Chantelle. You're going to have to learn your lesson" Sarah says opening the door. "In you go" orders Sarah as Chantelle steps out of her heels and steps into the tank. She gives out tiny squeal as her toes touch the custard in bottom and she realises how cold it is. She sits on my lap sideways and I pull her head down towards my breasts and try to cover as much of her as I can to protect her. I feel so sorry for her, she thought she was doing the right thing. The door closes I'm looking out and I can see everyone is still watching the show pointing and laughing at us. "Inka dear, be a good girl and gunge these these 2 naughty little subs" say Sarah. Inka slowly turns sees the chain, takes hold of it, gives out a deep breath and looks at us but says nothing. She then pulls the chain releasing a torrent of pink and purple gunge over the pair of us. Unfortunately my efforts to protect Chantelle didn't really work. She got absolutely covered and when the gunge finally stopped she looked down at her once pristine red dress and started sobbing. Her sobbing started me off as well. Sarah came up to the tank opened the door and said "well girls, have you learned your lesson?"
"Yes Mistress" we say together. "Good, glad to hear it" Sarah replies before turning to Inka and saying "well done Inka, tell me are you owned at all?" Inka looking confused hesitated for a second before replying "er, no mistress". Sarah let that linger for a second before saying "would you like to be?" Inka looked stunned and puzzled at the question. She'd never have expected to be asked that... ever. She finally turned to Sarah and said "I... I don't know, what would I have to do?" Inka asked worriedly. "Whatever I ask of you" Sarah replies. "Will I have to live with you? Can I still do my job here?" Inka asks. "Yes and yes" Sarah replies. "Can I think about Mistress?" Asks Inka. "Of course you can" replies Sarah. Mistress interrupts with a cough, "excuse me girls, but Inka may I ask why you have just gunged my sub?" Mistress asks sternly. "Because Miss Sarah asked me too" Inka replies quickly. "I don't care, Becky is not Sarah's submissive is she?" Says Mistress. "Erm, no Miss Donna, sorry Miss Donna" says Inka worriedly. Mistress walks up to the tank and opens the door, "out you get girls" says Mistress. Finally our ordeal is over we think to ourselves as we step out, both of us completely covered from head to toe in gunge. Mistress still standing at the door to the gunge tank turns to Inka and says "come on girl, in you get. You need to learn your lesson" Mistress says. Inka can't believe what is happening, she puts her hands over her face in shock. "Please Miss Donna, please don't. Not at my work. I didn't realise." She begs starting to tear up. "Well, you have to learn that mistakes have consequences, slip your little shoes off and get in." Mistress orders Inka. Inka slips her shoes off and steps inside the gunge tank, her toes touch the gunge inside. Eww, it's gross she thinks to herself. She can't believe she's about to be gunged at work in front of her friends. How embarrassing for her. She finally sits down, legs crossed and takes one last look at her pristine white blouse and perfect black trousers. Mistress looks at Miss Sarah and says "you too". Miss Sarah takes a step back "oh my God, you must be kidding." Miss Sarah says looking at Mistress. "No, I'm not kidding, not get in" Mistress orders. Miss Sarah stands open mouth for a couple of seconds before unzipping her knee high boots and removes her socks. She steps into the tank, Inka stands up to let Sarah sit on the seat and then straddles Miss Sarah's lap facing her, she puts her arms around her neck as if to cuddle up close to her. Inka whispers into Miss Sarah's ear, "is this my fault Mistress?" Without hesitation Miss Sarah whispers back "Yes Inka, it is". "Sorry Mistress" says Inka as she grabs Miss Sarah in closer. They very quickly start to hear the countdown from all of the diners in the restaurant 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Inka closes her eyes, hunches her shoulders and purses her lips together waiting for the inevitable. The pink and purple gunge begins to rain down on the pair of them. They disappear under the deluge of gunge. The gunge finally stops as Inka and Miss Sarah remain cuddled up in the tank together. Inka leans back slightly, looks into Miss Sarah's eyes and says "Sorry Miss, I guess you have a new submissive." Miss Sarah looks at Inka, slicks Inka's hair back and wipes the gunge from Inka's face before saying "You are so in for it when we get home". Inka is surprised when she realises how excited she gets from hearing Miss Sarah say that to her.

Mistress opens the door to let Miss Sarah and Inka out of the gunge tank. They get out a complete gungey mess and pick up there shoes as Inka puts her hand out to hold Miss Sarah's hand the gungey slimy fingers intertwine. Inka is starting to realise this could be the start of a new great experience for her. Inka is in such a trance of excitement she completely forgets where she is and that she is even still at work. She finally realises that Janine is calling her name and snaps back into real life. "Sorry, yes Janine?" She says. "You can finish now" Janine says. "But it's not time for my shift to finish yet" Inka replies. "Do you really think you can work in that state?" Janine says. "Of course I can, I have to work" replies Inka. "Excuse me?" snaps Miss Sarah. "Sorry Miss Sarah, you did say I could still work hear" says Inka. "But you didn't ask my permission to finish your shift tonight" says Miss Sarah. "Sorry Miss" Inka says before continuing "may I finish my shift tonight please Miss Sarah" Inka says looking down where she says a pool of gunge surrounding her bare perfectly manicured feet. Miss Sarah replies "yes, you can but not in that state. Get back inside the tank". Inka turns sheepishly and steps back inside before sitting. She is so excited, she really enjoyed her first time so much but she did wish Miss Sarah would be in there with her. "Miss Sarah looks at Janine and says "ok, give her a clean." With that Janine pulls the chain again and everyone's blood curdles due to scream from Inka as she disappears under a deluge of freezing cold ice water. There must've been a good 30 litres or so in there. But with the weight of it, it must be said it did a really good job of cleaning her. She sits there shivering barely able to touch the floor of the tank with her toes because it's so cold. "Stand up Inka" Miss Sarah orders. Inka stands up still shaking so much that would make people dizzy watching her. "Now ring as much water out of your uniform as you can." Inka runs her hands down her blouse pressed against her body. Only getting a little bit of water out. Then down her skirt where a lot more came out front and back. Finally down her sleeves where again some came out but not a lot. "Now slip your shoes back on and do the last hour of your shift." Inka slides her feet back into her shoes, looks at Miss Sarah and says "thank you Miss" before continuing her work.