Megan stared up at the garage ceiling wide-eyed, her eyes tracing a string attached to a spring, a metal latch, through a pulley, and down to the ring of a comically oversized pacifier. One that was currently pushed between her lips clenched desperately between her teeth. She dared not turn her head too far to confirm, but she surmised correctly that similar rigging was joined to the strings she grasped in each hand. Another pair of strings were pinned beneath her heels and the cold cement floor of the garage. She could very clearly see the camera and computer screen mounted to the ceiling facing her, showing her exactly how ridiculous she now looked bound spread-eagle face up in her own garage, a thin camping mat the only source of relief from the hard ground. She admired the outfit Todd had selected though, a sexy but comical cow print lingerie costume, a thick leather collar and cow bell dangling around her neck. A headband with cow ears and cow horns completed her look. Only the glittery pink pacifier looked out of place. She also noticed the vibrator harness strapped around her waist, preventing any chance of escaping the attentions of the rechargeable vibrating wand locked into position, gently buzzing away.



She'd assumed, obviously naively in hindsight, that after Todd's nearly public torment and gunging of her she'd endured during her last All Hands work meeting he'd considered them even for her little stunt tarring and feathering him in the garage. And so she could only sigh and take stock of her current predicament.



"I'm going golfing, but I should be back this afternoon." Todd called from the garage door, the steps still sticky from the remnants of tar from weeks before. "I love you! Have fun!" he called cheerfully before letting the door slam. She groaned a half-hearted expletive after him, hearing him chuckle as he left. The vibrator chose that instant to step up to a faster setting. Surely a coincidence, she rolled her eyes.



Megan tried to ignore the arousal building from the vibrator and surveyed her situation, tugging lightly on her restraints. Her feet were the only part of her really bothering her, she was very particular about her adorably sensitive feet, and the string was nearly unbearable. Had he also sprinkled uncooked rice under her heel? That bastard! She stretched her toes to try to take her mind off the discomfort, but had to move her foot just a little bit to relieve the itch. The string shot out from underneath her heel and an auditable snap sounded towards her feet. The sound of the garage door motor whirred to life. Her eyes went wide, expecting a flood of sunlight and exposure to the entire cul-de-sac. Instead, she felt a steady wall of white poster paint splatter over her feet and climb up both legs. She saw that Todd had disconnected the heavy door and affixed a section of PVC pipe horizontally across the jackscrew, causing a wall of paint to climb her body, giving her a surprisingly even glistening white coat. Just in time she closed her eyes tightly as the wall of white cascaded across her face, finally coating her hair. She struggled to hold on to the remaining strings, snorting and shaking her head like a puppy to clear the paint from her eyes.



As the garage door opener went silent again, she heard another click and a heavy looking garbage bag filled with something swung down lazily in an ellipse, spinning slowly, obviously torn in the edge. Large black drips of black poster paint dropped from the small tear at even intervals. She giggled as it splattered her cheek first, then down her chest, then across her legs, then back up the other side, then again in a slowly decreasing spiral, a pendulum of random black splatters. She stared in a daze at the computer screen and watched the captive in the monitor slowly transformed into a cow-print female-shaped statue by the drops. "Very clever, Todd!" she admired silently. Her vibrator stepped up another level and she gasped, nearly losing her pacifier gag. Biting down on it, she felt the paint-slicked string underneath her now paint-soaked foot slowly slide with another snap. A bucket of thick sweetened condensed milk tipped and plopped its contents onto her face. She panicked as the goo obscured her vision and nostrils for a moment, but the flow subsided and she was soon able to breathe freely again. Until the vibrator changed its pattern once more. She groaned into the pacifier gag, desperate to keep it in place.



The string in her left hand slipped away at her distraction, and instead of the expected onslaught of mess, a delicate cloud of pink feathers lightly floated down, sticking themselves over her, transforming her to a fluffy pink cloud. She giggled at how ridiculous she now looked. The Vibrator was getting nearly impossible to ignore now, and she was frantic to either help it send her over the edge or to set her free from its relentless caress. "Let's get this over with!" she thought, flicking the remaining string from her hand. A crash of thick, heavy, pureed green spinach slapped down over her entire body. Where did he find that much spinach!" Megan wondered as the vibrator leaped to is most intense setting.



Unable to control herself any longer, Megan began to ride the wave of pleasure coursing through her, envious of the green and pink messy beauty reflected in the computer monitor above her "Oh! YESSS!" she called out, the pacifier flying out with a loud bang as a barrel of thick, over-beaten whipped cream careened over her, the strong, pungent and familiar scent of dairy was going to take days to wash off, but somehow that was the least of her worries as she finally had her release. As she panted and writhed in the mess and afterglow, sticky tendrils of strawberry syrup and blueberry puree rained down on her, swirling with the paint, feathers, whipped cream, and spinach puree that now filled the garage. She rested her head back into the muck, utterly destroyed. She heard the garage door open and Todd entering with a sarcastic, slow clap. "May I join you?" he giggled, wearing an equally ridiculous cow print onesie. Megan purred, "You better!" as Todd wrapped her in a messy embrace, not bothering to untie her just yet.