Below is a blog, kindly written by Toy, of her account, of the filming of the scene 'Gutter Girl' big thanks to Toy for writing it, enjoy.....


So I found myself at the weekend subbing to my Daddy and a rather stunning girl from babe station no less...

It was a most surreal experience. I kind of wanted to write about it because when you reach the dizzy heights of euphoria...as I did...you do tend to come crashing back down to earth with a rather nasty bump. This is a big bump :-( so hopefully sharing may nurse it a little...

I don't know many people into wam or sploshing (food play basically) and when I've discussed it with kink folks the most common reaction is laughter. Yes...it is funny and it's so much fun but unbelievably I do think there is a dark side that those not into it (and some into it) may not fathom. Dressed in rags I sat...actually I knelt. A vomit coloured blouse and tartan skirt both hung unflattering against the pink satin shorts and chemise I was given to wear underneath. My hair hung limply still damp from the previous scene and I'd lowered my head to try mentally put myself in the right headspace. I felt nervous excited and honoured about the treatment I was about to receive. Humiliation and degradation at the fine hands of my Dom and the babe station beauty. She was stunning in her black dress...dark ponytail and bright lipstick. He was casually dressed but wearing that evil smile that meant business. They both began a torrent of verbal abuse over my outfit. I meekly attempted to defend my attire but as Miss ripped through the collar and Daddy covered the front of it in green gunge I knew I was wasting my breath. I felt the green slime sliding down through the material...surprisingly warm...the wetness threatening to make contact with my flesh. But not quite. Their verbal abuse beginning to create it's own dampness between my legs. I felt my face reddening. I look up. Two cameras ...their lens eyes mocking. My humiliation to be recorded and sold...

(Not finished yet but need to post because I'm a cretin at saving stuff!! Be back soon!!!)

There was further onslaught of food. Daddy pulled my hair back and poured custard over my head and face whilst Miss further ripped away at my clothing. The director and cameraman aiding my tormentors with their torrents of verbal abuse. They both swiftly reduced the hideous blouse to shreds of cloth until it no longer protected my body and began to throw various food concoctions over and down my chemise. I could feel the sticky slimy substances over my breasts and nipples and Miss helped further by rubbing into me. It felt disgustingly nice. Both the mixture and the touch of a woman's hand against my nipples. I get lost in my head somewhere between the feeling of the humiliation and the stimulation but as I'm sure you'll understand they'd not even got started yet...

Oh evil one dripped custard into my big baggy panties...holding and pushing the satin filled mess against my pussy. I was revolted and aroused all at the same time. I am made to stand and protest...Daddy slaps me across the face. I remember my place. My skirt and underwear are trashed further until I was completely naked. Seizing the opportunity to further reduce my humility they began covering my body in more food. Cream...tomatoes...passata...lasagne sauce...chocolate milk. They bent me forward like a dog. Displaying my bottom to the camera...dripping sauces and custard down the crease of my bottom. It clung and dripped into my pussy adding further to the aching orgasm that was threatening to come. Miss touch my throbbing Clit and I could feel my body reacting wanting to push into her hands. She wrote the word slut in salad cream across my back and crudely drew a cock on me. They all laughed at that. Laughing at me and how they were abusing me. They hit me...cracking slaps against my pussy and bottom. It doesn't hurt its more arousing if anything. My pussy clenching. The shame. I couldn't see anything now so they took to moving me around by my dirty slimy hair. The mood of the room was exhilarating. Their echoing laughter and merriment mocking. Daddy's strong arm twisting my hair until I was back on my knees and facing the camera. Facing the world. A hideous mess of food and inside my head a hideous mess of wanton slut. He throws coke at my pussy. The fizzing, heating and prickling my pussy lips and sizzling over my Clit. I think I say 'oh' I know I mean 'oh my god yes!' Then comes pain...pain and I have a very interesting relationship. Miss squeezing hard on my nipples. They tease how long she will squeeze for...10 seconds...no 20! They're already sore from the previous scene and my god she has a vice like grip with those delicate fingers. I don't know what to do. It hurts. I'm fighting the pain. I think I might be screaming...I don't know. I need her to stop but I don't want her to all at the same time. I want to endure...be a good slut...they're laughing again I think. His laugh...Daddy's...it's so hot! My body stops fighting and I relax my nipples still gripped and it takes all my strength not to drift. I can feel my head and shoulders becoming a dead weight. It's bliss but I can't do this. I know i'll be no fun for them if I drift. She stops. Rubs my hard nipples softly tenderly. I think she asks me if 'thats better'. I know it's kinda too late now because I know although I've managed not to drift I've reached the point of doing anything now. No inhibitions. Like I had them before! I'm just a toy...you can do what you want to me now. So they do...

I am temporarily blinded. I don't know if it's because I've shut my eyes or because they've thrown so much shite over me by now that my eyelids are too heavy to open. I feel something icy cold chucked at me. I don't know what it is. It makes my body contort and I can now just see enough to find Miss pointing a plastic strap on dildo at me. She's smoothing it in custard. Daddy yanks my head back by my hair...pain...a nice pain cruising through my temples and down my shoulders...mmm... She tells me to suck her cock and make her cum. The shame...I think now I want to die...I thought then 'yes Miss' I'm always amazed where my head goes. I suck and splutter as Daddy covers me with more food. She says she is going to make it taste nice for me. Some nice custard she says to Daddy...so he smothers it with chopped tomatoes and something that tastes garlicky!! It's revolting! I can barely breathe. The food stuffs blocking my nose and the cock gagging me. I feel again the threatening of a bliss beginning to wash over me as the lack of air takes it's toll. It feels like I take forever to make her cum...and then I get splattered in the face with squirty cream! They all fall about laughing after that but I can't see and besides I'm somewhere else now...all decent human reasoning gone. All I can feel is the ever increasing need for something to fill my pussy and make me cum.

I feel like I'm alone now. I don't know what's happening. I try visualize where I am. I'm on my knees I think. I can hear them both busying about...the director and camera man saying things. I'm dragged then and I try to see. I'm staring into a huge bucket of slop. I know this is not good for me. Miss then pushes me forward and rams the strap on into my dripping sex hole and fuck me does that feel good! Daddy grabs my head and slam dunks it into the vat of disgusting food waste slop and slime. I can't fucking breathe. He lets me up for air. She's still fucking me playing with my Clit...My head is pushed again into the goo. I actually don't give a shit at this point because that plastic cock and the drift from the lack of air feel like I'm on the ceiling. The burning comes from the sides of my pelvic bone and I know I'm going to orgasm. I think when Daddy decides I can breathe again I'm screaming! He presses his hand against my mouth...heaven. My head is thrust forward again...down it goes into the heavy mixture. Sauces soups custard cream slime I do not know what else. I don't care...I've lost any ability to rationalize. My cunt is on fire and spasming in orgasm. I'm a fucking slut! The abuse done my arms are pulled and I'm dragged backwards on my knees. I know what's coming...I think I softly cry out but I really don't care. The vat of slop is lifted as I both begin to tip the entire contents of it over me. I'm drowning in shite and exhausted from the orgasm and gasping for air. Miss pushes me over into the mess on the floor. I've lost all shape and colour and blend like a chameleon of nothingness into the disgusting mess.

Toy.