Emma's first year at the Mansion

Written by WLG — 2023 — from UMD.net

"Already one year that you joined us Emma!" said Sam Robinson.
"I know, this has been an incredible year!"
"We wanted to offer you something to celebrate but we had no idea..." said Rachel
"They didn't but I did!" added Lisa.
"Let me guess, a messy surprise, right?" I answered while laughing.
"Of course!" she answered.
"Hum... Then... Why not! We haven't received a guess for a month and my challenges are fun but I have to admit that my best experiences were during my forfeits... Would you agree to organize a messy party for me?"
"That would be awesome!"
"I'm sure you will find a great way to mess me up but don't hold your ideas back... I'm not a beginner anymore!"
"Are you sure Emma?"
"Yeah! Bring it on! I want to see if you still deserve your Ladies title!"
"Any special request? It's your celebration party after all!"
"Maybe you can use 'ingredients' we haven't used before? I trust you to find ideas for an unforgettable party!
However, I would have a special request... I have been enjoying the monthly messy time I spend with Claire and her messy shampoos. It has become a real turn-on for me... Can I request special attention for my haido?" Claire wasn't able to hide her excitement with my answer.
"Of course! I'm sure we can find the nastiest forfeit for your nice locks!" she answered while curling my hair around her fingers.
"Then... Do your worst! You have my approval! " I answered while laughing nervously.
To be fully honest, I was not sure that encouraging them was the best idea I ever had but since last year I had sometimes been envious of our guest forfeits. I really wanted to have another extremely messy experience. Giving them my consent would probably cost me extra hours in the bathroom but anyway... I wanted another great messy adventure in the Mansion.
They had two days to prepare their messiest surprise. The men were away for the week, only the women would be there. John told me "Even if we can't be there, we have given some instructions to our wives and we will have the video anyway! I hope you are ready Emma, you are going to have the full treatment!"
"I hope so!"
The messy day finally arrived. A card was pinned on my door "Be in the garden at 10am. Don't be late or it will be worse! P.S.: you will not need your clothes''
I was over excited and was imagining what my friends would have prepared for me.
It was 9:50, I was ready for hours but forced myself to wait. They promised me a worse treatment if I was late? Well, there was no reason I would arrive on time then!
I finally arrived in the garden, naked
... And late.
"10:15... We know someone who can't be on time... Don't worry, we will not forget that!" said Sam.
A chair has been installed for me in the garden.
"For your special celebration we have prepared several surprises, are you ready to start?
"I think so..."
"Before playing together, I know someone here wanted to start with a special treat for you..."
"Hey Emma! Do you remember my messy humiliation during the tournament?" said Rachel.
"Well... You've been humiliated so often there!" I answered with a big smile.
"Trust me, we will soon hide your smiling face under many messes, but first I wanted you to experiment with this..."
I was afraid and excited to know what the tiny cans she had in her hands were.
"You are guessing right... My turn to give you a good hair treatment with a bit of polish! See I have brought not only black one but I also found white and red ones, I have ordered them especially for today!"
Each Lady took one can each and dug their fingers in it ready to cover my hair in the different colors. They created a queue in front of me to relay their messy treatment on me.
Rachel was of course the first one with her hands already covered in polish.
"Here we go!" she said while approaching her hands heavily filled with black and red boot polish. She slowly put her hands on the top of my forehead and, while firmly pressing her hands on my head, slowly slicked back my hair.
I was feeling the messy balm caked in my hair, slowly smeared from roots to tips. She used her two messy thumbs to also cover my eyebrows.
Before leaving, she said to the other "Don't forget to clean your hands ladies!" while using my hair like a towel for her messy hands.
Then, one after the other, each girl did the same on me with different colors. I was only able to imagine how many shampoos it would require to get my hair pristine again knowing they were using much more stuff than Rachel had during her challenge.
"To be honest, it was mostly for my own enjoyment... What we are planning next will hide your wonderful hairdo anyway..." said Rachel.
"Ho.. There is one last unused box... Come on Emma, I'm sure you can't wait to try it yourself, isn't it?" she added.
The last polish can was given to me, it was a bright red polish.
I put my fingers in the box to take a good quantity of it. Then I rubbed it in my hands to warm it a bit. Finally, I added the last coating of polish in my own hair.
I was feeling the thick layer of mess which was already in there, hardening in my hair.
"Great, now you have red hair like me!" said Rachel while using some strands of my hair to perfectly clean each polish can.
Of course, not a single minute of my surprise wasn't filmed for the men, I was also going to get my own copy to add to my special collection.
"Shall we start, ladies?" asked Lisa
"Let's give her her special celebration outfit!"
"You are right, follow us Emma, we are going to give you the outfit you deserve!"
I followed them to a near shack. I was waking barefoot in the wet grass surrounded by my friendly tormentors. I didn't know what to expect next, would I have to wear messy clothes? Would I be covered head to toe in messy slop? Whatever they had planned for me, I was sure it would going to be a messy afternoon.
We walked in the shack, inside was installed a tub with buckets and bags next to it.
"When you meant outfit, based on what I see, I suppose you were not really talking about clothes... Isn't it?"
"You're so smart!" answered Lisa. "Please step in the tub to receive your outfit!"
I sat in the tube, ready to be covered by whatever was in these buckets and bags. Would I be covered once again in molasses and feathers? I was secretly hoping so...
"We tried to innovate for your special day. Moreover, we wanted to cover you with something that will completely trash you without preventing you from being even messier later. Molasses or grease were too thick for that. Instead we brought six buckets of corn syrup."
The translucent liquid was brought next to the tube. I never experimented with that stuff and Lisa knew it.
"Plunge your hand in this bucket to feel how sticky it is!"
I obeyed and slowly sank my hands in it, the syrup was a bit warmed up but it was sticky as hell. Even if only my hand was submerged, it requested extra effort to be able to resurface it.
"Sticky, isn't it? Now it's time to see you covered in that stuff."
Four of them were behind me, holding two big buckets together. The heavy warm syrup slowly started to engulf my head and upper body.
I had to create a hole in the mess to continue to breathe.
Only two buckets had been poured and I was already well covered. The two next buckets raised the level of mess to engulf my vagina in the syrup while the two last finished the work by covering what had been spared by the sticky showers I just had.
"Roll and submerge in this mess while we take the second ingredient."
While I was enjoying my new extremely thick and sticky bath, each girl took a bag and stood around the tube.
"Here is what we have chosen to stick on you." said Sam to me while showing me the contents of her bag.
"Sawdust, that will be perfect to stick everywhere on you!"
She dipped her hand in her bag and threw a handful of it in my face and immediately stuck to it.
This was the signal for the other to start emptying their bag of sawdust on me. I was feeling the stuff covering more and more of my body, hanging to my hair, gluing on me thanks to their former treat.
I left the tube and they continued after that until no more sawdust was in their bag.
"What do you think ladies? I think we have done a good first undercoat."
I was looking at my arms, legs and body. The dust was everywhere on me. I didn't remove what was on my face and in my hair, I didn't want to spoil their art... Or be punished!
"See... I told you the boot polish would not be visible anymore!" said Rachel.
She was right, knowing that my boot polish shampoo was even more humiliating. They didn't want to see me covered all along but just know that below the mess, more mess was applied on me.
"Now you're dressed properly, it's time for our messy games! We discussed it all together to find the best... Or, I would say, the worst ways to trash you today! That's what you requested, right?"
"I'm all yours!"
"You are looking like an unfinished pita. As you know, pitas are supposed to be colorful, so let's add some colors to you!
There were many cans of paint here, they are only for you. See, we also brought some large ones..."
A big can of blue paint was put in front of me.
"What would you like me to do?"
"I think she's speaking too much for nothing... Isn't it?"
"You are right, let's give her the first gift."
An o-gag was inserted in my mouth, letting my mouth wide open and preventing me from speaking. It was firmly tied behind my head.
"That's better... Now kneel and put your hands on your back!"
I proceeded, my face was just over the big can of bright paint.
"Now, it's time for us to have fun!"
Claire stood behind me, grabbed me by the hair and vigorously dunked my head into the paint.
She kept the pressure for a few seconds before pulling my hair to raise my head.
"Oh... That's better, see how the sawdust is now saturated in paint!"
Paint was dropping from my opened mouth. I didn't have the time for anything that Claire already pushed me back in the paint.
When I resurfaced, she smeared what was dropping from my mouth on my boobs.
Blinded by the paint, I was just able to hear that new cans were placed around me. Someone cleaned my eyes for me to see what had been prepared. I was surrounded by them, a big can of paint waiting at her feet.
"So Emma, you just have a short preview. Each of us brought our favorite color in front of us. You know what will happen next!"
She just finished her sentence and I felt my hair pull in my back. I turned to face the girl but my head was immediately dunked in the paint. When I resurfaced, my head was guided to the next can where I had another dunk in another color, as soon I resurfaced I was forwarded once again to the next girl who dunked on me in her own can. I don't know how many head dunking I had to do, twenty, thirty, maybe more. I lost the count and just submitted myself to my tormentors' will.
I was finally released and my eyes were cleaned. Paint was running down my body, each can was filled in multiple colors because of my several dunks.
"Don't worry, the video caught your color swap and messy head emerging each time." added Samantha.
"This will be the last step of our first surprise, girls, get you can!"
Each girl took her paint can in hand and approached me.
"3...2...1...Go"
A deluge of paint was now covering me head to toe, they were not emptying all at once they were alternating the layers one after the other.
My chin was raised several times to fill my mouth and I was feeling several hands working on me too.
I was feeling the messy liquid running down my body, the sawdust being saturated with the paint and turning into a thick paste... These girls really wanted to give me the full treatment.
After two or three minutes of uninterrupted colorful showers, the flow slowed down to finally stop. Still blind, I was led to another place a few meters away, I was bent a bit and something was attached around my neck and arms. I was locked into a medieval pillory! I blinked heavily to be able to see again.
"Did you enjoy this first part? Don't worry, we have more to come but, while we are preparing the next surprise, we will let you dry a bit." Rachel showed me a "Fresh paint" sign before hanging it around my neck. She then went back to the pool full of multi-colored paint which had been used on me, took an empty can, refilled it with the leftover and came back to me.
"Have some rest Emma, the other surprises will not be as clean as this one! Imagine all the messy things we could have prepared, double it and you might reach some of the ideas we have rejected because they were not messy enough for you. I will join the others but then... Smile at the camera!"
The camera was indeed in front of me ready for Rachel's last messy move. She took the can she had refilled and poured it on my back and finished over my head. The mix of paint cascaded on my hair which was now hanging messily on each side of my face.
They let me dry for approximately an hour when they decide to come back.
"We are now ready for the next step Emma! I know you surely enjoy your messy outfit but we can't let you in that state for the second part!"
I was finally released from the pillory and gag and led outside where a hose of cold water awaited me for a basic clean.
The jet was strong enough to remove the dry paint and the sticky paste of sawdust. I also tried to clean my face and hair as much as I could.
"See, I said that the polish would resist the first surprise."
Rachel was happy to see that, even after the shower the thick coating of multi-colored boot polish was still partially coating my hair.
Claire stopped the hose and continued: "For your second surprise, we requested the help of your abroad friends Michelle and Dina but also Melissa, Jane, Taylor and Maria. This surprise is their idea, I hope you will like it!"
Knowing all these people, I was expecting the worst...
"They knew you would be messy after our first surprise, then they wanted us to clean you first." said Nicole McKay.
"They have asked us to use these..." she pointed at a table where many bottles of shampoo and tubes of toothpaste were stored.
"Let's clean your messy mouth first! Open wide!". She took four tubes at the same time and filled my mouth with the paste.
"Chew it and keep it in your mouth, it will be more effective!"
The strong smell of the toothpaste mixed with the dry paint was revolting.
"Sarah, there are still many tubes... Could we help you?"
"Please, do so!"
They all approached the table and took four or five tubes each and they were still available. All of them started to cover me head to toe in toothpaste using it like a hydrating cream. Not a single part was forgotten and several times my sensitive parts were stimulated while being covered.
"What do we do for her messy hair? We can try with the toothpaste but it doesn't seem strong enough!" said Rachel while emptying a tube in my hair and shampooing it.
"I think we have to use the bottles! Ladies, everybody take some bottles. Rachel, you will be responsible for wetting her a bit and I will do the shampoo!"
I saw the girls taking some bottles next to them before standing around me. Rachel was aiming the hose at me and Nicole was at her favorite position, ready to give me the shampoo of my life.
"Let's start with a good quantity of shampoo. You can empty your first bottles."
I felt the slimy liquid starting to accumulate on the top of my head. Soon, the huge quantity was overflowing everywhere starting to cover my face and breast. The flow finally stopped but I was already coated in it. Rachel finally started to soak me.
Thanks to this wet addition, Nicole was now able to create a dense foam. She was concentrating on my head and sometimes my body.
"You can add more shampoo now, I see the polish starts to disappear. You can also empty your mouth now Emma."
I was authorized to spit the huge quantity of toothpaste in Nicole's hands which she immediately smeared on my face.
Extra bottles of shampoo were added in the foamy mess I was standing in. When they ran out of shampoo, they decided it was time to rinse the foam. Rachel reapproached with the hose and soaked me in the freezing water.
"You're now nearly clean again Emma! I was hoping for more polish to stay after your shower but hopefully there are still some colorful spots here and there.
However, you are too wet for the next part. Here are some towels, we give you 5 minutes to dry yourself. I recommend you to be perfectly dry... We start the countdown now!"
For the next five minutes, I did my best to towel myself. Of course the hardest was to dry my hair but I think I was doing it right. When the countdown was over, they asked me to stop immediately.
"Ladies, time for the humidity test!"
They all approached with small bags in their hands and stood around me.
"3..2..1.. Go!"
I disappeared under a huge white cloud. Their bags were loaded with flour ready to stick the remaining water on me. Even if I was dry, being covered in flour would turn me into a giant snowwoman.
"Damn, she did a great job, there is not a lot of floor sticking on her!"
I was proud of my performance.
"Yes... Good job Emma... But you were late this afternoon, weren't you? Then you deserve a punishment!" said Sam. She brought me to a large basin filled with water and asked me to kneel in front of it. She put her hand behind my neck and vigorously dunk me up to my breast several times. Meanwhile, the others collected some handfuls of flour on the floor, ready to transform it into a sticky dough as soon as my bath would have ended.
I admit I played with fire by arriving late but that was part of the game!
I came back between the girls who had refilled their bags. This time, I was soaked and, to be sure of it, Rachel used the hose on me once again.
I managed to avoid the flour and water mix first but after this new shower, it would be hard to avoid a messy coating. This time, the white power immediately sticked on my skin.
"Flour and water mix is a nightmare for hair, isn't it?" added Claire behind a white fog created by the second pour. She had a big smile and an extra bag full of four.
"Take that bag, empty it on your head and give yourself a nice head massage, that will be a nice punishment for you!"
I took the bag and dumped its content on the top of my head before massing it. The dough was sticking to my hands and, of course, in my hair. This was going to be a very bad hair day!
"Are our special hair care treatments fine enough for you?" asked Rachel, smiling at my current state. "If not, don't worry, we haven't finished with you yet!".
"Now we can start your friend treat! They have planned a three step surprise, let's bring the first recipe!"
"As a first lesson, your friends wanted to use these..." two buckets were brought next to me, they were closed, preventing me from seeing the content.
"You were not supposed to be covered in flour but anyway, here is the game, we have 5 minutes to cover you with the content of these two buckets. In the first one we have... Vaseline ! You will be slippery as hell with that! What did they plan for the second one? How, this looks like soil but based on the strong smell I would say it's coffee ground!"
The other girls were cheering.
"Come on girls, we can win this game!" said Sam
"What would be our reward?" asked Nicole
"We will be authorized to play level 2 of this game!"
"And what will be mine?" I answered
"The more we win levels, the messier you will be, isn't what you requested?"
The excitement of having more levels of this game was surely visible on my face even below a thick layer of wet dough, I definitely wanted to know what my friends would have prepared for me!
"There is one extra request, they want everything to be filmed and uploaded to your account as a proof of success."
"Fine, my many online friends will also be able to see it."
"I think it was the idea... Is everything ready?"
The two buckets were opened and I was able to see what will soon cover me.
They started a countdown and, at zero, plunged their hands in the greasy Vaseline bucket. With six girls working at the same time, even if the bucket was huge, it would not be a problem to empty it fast. Three teams had their own objective: two were working on my feet, legs and scorch, two on my body, breast and arms and the two last one on my face and head.
If it wasn't with this messy paste, the massage would have been very pleasant.
The bucket was becoming lighter and I was now extremely greasy. I was feeling the Vaseline between my toes and finger, a good quantity had also been stuffed between my cheeks and finally, they also mixed the content in my hair with the messy dough. However my face had been left untouched for the moment.
When only a few handfuls were remaining, my face was smeared with it and the last ones were dropped on the top of my head waiting to be mixed with the next slop.
They moved to the second bucket and repeated the process. The coffee ground was wet like heavy mud and was easy to mix in the Vaseline. With the experience of the first layer, the second was faster. The Vaseline on the top of my head was soon mixed with a good quantity of coffee ground and shampooed deep in my hair. I was smelling the strong odor of it.
When the countdown reached zero, I cleaned my eyes to see that both buckets were perfectly empty while a thick brown shiny granular layer was covering me head to toe.
"Take a pose for the finished photo Emma!"
Rachel was ready to capture what will be proof of their work.
I plunged my hands in my greasy hairdo to split my hair into two messy blobs before putting one on each of my shoulders. I was happy to feel that my friends perfectly understood what I was expecting.
"The photo is sent to the others, I hope they are awake to give us the greenlight to continue our work or you will have to stay like this until we get their answer!"
We didn't have to wait long before getting their answer. All of them were awake and were asking for more pictures of the challenge.
"Congratulations, we have succeeded to the first level, we are authorized to play level two. The description says: 'Emma is too messy to be seen, your mission is to hide her under a thick coating of shaving foam. Use pies filled with foam and, if needed at the end, you will be authorized to use a bucket or two to help you. Good luck, you will only have three minutes for the first part of this game'. Hopefully, we already have prepared everything, your wait will not be long Emma."
Three trolleys loaded with overfilled pies and some buckets were brought. I did not fully agree on the fact they 'only' had three minutes... They were able to engulf me three times during that countdown.
"Ladies, we have another three minutes for this game, take ammo next to you, there's gonna be a non-stop barrage!".
I prepared myself, resigned I would soon disappear under a thick coating of shaving foam. The barrage started immediately but contrary to more ordinary pies, the foam ones were mostly smeared rather than smashed. No pause was given and the six girls were overloaded with pies. Because of the foam, I was soon blinded by the mess and someone was staying behind me and was smashing a pie sandwich more or less every ten seconds. I was not able to see what I was looking like but this would be another nice image folder for my profile.
When the time was finished, I heard the girls talking about the buckets, the quantity of mess on my ears was preventing me from clearly hearing what they were saying. I however soon understood how they planned to use these buckets, I was forced to step in two buckets while the third was put on my head and left there while its content was slowly emptying over my body. The girls finally used the two others to fully cover my bottom part.
When the bucket was removed, the girls removed the mess from my ears and eyes for me to understand what would be the next step.
"I think we have done a great job, isn't it?"
"Yes, I think so! What is the next step?"
I just realized that the description was indeed talking about another step...
"Now you have a white canvas, it's time to show your best artistic skills. Take bottles of colorful ink and dye your model the way you want. Take the time you want to do so."
The girls took small colorful bottles which were hidden in a bucket, with two bottles each they would be able to add some colors on me...
"Don't worry Emma, these colors are safe, you should not be dyed... Or at least not longer than a few days I hope!"
In these words, I felt multiple jets of liquids here and there. I was asked to stay statuefied while the girls were playing with their new toys.
I was unfortunately not able to see their work but, through the foam, I was feeling the ink running everywhere on me.
After some minutes where they enjoyed their new canva, they took a picture and sent it to the girls to check their work.
"We have the answer, they validate our work and agree to move to the last level!" said Lisa.
"'You will be authorized to 'wash' her with what we prepared for you, then give Emma a final and complete ecological layer to access your reward.' I think we don't need extra explanation, right? "The girls were giggling around me.
I was sure the wash was not really supposed to be a reward...
"We are going to pour some liquid on you to remove the foam... Do not hesitate to smear it everywhere to remove all of it but we don't recommend you to taste it, you would not like it..."
I felt something starting to run from my head to my face. It was not water, for sure, it was a bit thicker but fluid. With all the foam it was hard to say what it was but it was relatively sticky... Anyway, I started to shower my face with it. I was not sure it would help me to be clean even if it was water. The layers of dough, Vaseline and coffee ground were merged into a thick sticky paste and whatever was poured on me was clearly not an effective way to remove them.
When I was finally able to see, I first discovered the many colors which were covering me from the former game, then I looked at what the girls were pouring on me.
"Surprise! It was not water but glue! You started your shower, you have to finish now, we will help you."
Three of them approached with a big white bottle and emptied them directly over my head. The flow was 'washing' a part of the foam but clearly not the messy paste of Vaseline and coffee grounds mix, only leaving a thick sticky coating over that previous mess.
After two more bottles, my body was white and sticky, my head covered and I was standing in a pool of ink, foam and glue.
"Last step, the ecological layer, we have several buckets of grass and leaves for you, it's time to turn green."
They emptied the first bucket of grass over my head which immediately glued on it, then they threw handfuls of various vegetable waste on me. I saw Lisa leaving the other during that part and I was really surprised... Why would she leave such a messy party ?
She soon came back after the others were emptying their buckets on me. She stayed aside while the others were mixing the messy coatings of Vaseline, glue, grass and God knows whatever messy things which were in their buckets. When she decided that I was not able to be messier, she approached.
"OK ladies, let me play too. You see Emma, I brought my own bucket for you." She approached her bucket from me and showed me the contents.
"There are algae and weeds I've collected from the pond and some nasty mud perfect for the final extreme shampoo you were dreaming of."
'Dreaming' was maybe too strong but Lisa was right, the content I was seeing in her bucket was perfectly matching with what I requested.
She was proud to have found some of the messiest and stinkiest buckets ever. The bucket was half full of brown and green sludge, mixed with some weed.
"You requested a hard treatment, right? I think it will answer your will!
Sit there, I want to do that properly and I want you to have nice pictures and videos of my special gift for you."
I sat on a chair and Lisa put the bucket on my knees just to see her hands digging into the muck and resurfacing with the most disgusting slop I ever saw here.
I was divided between the disgust of what would soon be shampooed in my hair and excitement of the level of mess Lisa decided to use. Rachel was turning around us with her camera to be sure to cover my messy destruction properly. Some of the other girls were also filming with their own phone. Surely to keep a nice memory of that day.
Lisa plunged her hand in the bucket and resurfaced it filled with a thick muck, a dark liquid oozing her hand.
Her first handful left the bucket and was smashed on my head in an exaggerated way, then Lisa started her messy work.
"Welcome to my special hair salon Emma!"
She added more and more of this vile concoction, messy sploshy sounds were made by the muck and all the stuff which were mixed there. The cold muck was also running down my neck.
When half of the bucket was already on me, Lisa proposed if someone would like to participate, of course Claire immediately took the opportunity to continue the work.
Without any hesitation, she took advantage of my long hair to smear my messy mop of hair on my face.
I closed my eyes, focusing on the feeling of the head massage and trying to imagine how messy I was based on the sploshy noises I was hearing.
Claire continued the messy shampoo with more and more muck until the bucket was empty. Even then, she wanted to continue by wringing the mess from my hair, putting it back on the bucket just to have the pleasure to reapply it again several times.
After one last application, Claire decided that my torment had come to its end.
The glue on me had the time to become a bit solid, grass, ground and leaves were now durably coating me. Of course, the worst was the stinky special head treatment I had the chance to get.
I was feeling the wet mixture slowly running down on my face and back. The smell was of course a bonus in my humiliation.
Rachel was not able to wait to show me the pictures she had just taken.
A disgusting mass of black brownish mud was covering every millimeter of my head. My hair was saturated in this slop and filled with messy weeds. I had the messy humiliation I was hoping for!
"I think you won girls, I admit... You went beyond my expectations!"
"Thanks Emma, most of this second game was your friends' idea with a little extra from Lisa, we just sent them your pictures and their reaction is unanimous : you're the ultimate messy girl of the mansions."
"You're right, I think that was my messiest afternoon ever..."
"You may be right but there is one last thing we have to do!"
"A shower?"
"Not exactly... We have succeeded in the three levels of your friend's game, they promise us a reward!"
"What kind of reward?"
"Just follow us, we would not spoil the surprise!"
They tied my hand on my back and we left the shack to go outside.
We went into the garden, where one of my first challenges took place, I recognized the installation with the holes filled with mud and the buckets installed over it, however we didn't stop there and went a bit further where I never went before.
"I think you recognized the place, however we are not going to play this game again with you, instead we have asked the men to prepare an updated version... This is going to be our reward..."
Not far from there, was a brand new installation with in the center a giant mud hole.
"Here is our little surprise, the sludge from Lisa's bucket was coming from here... You saw how messy it was in a single bucket, now imagine a deep hole filled with the same muck."
I had a look to the surface, it was possible to see where Lisa filled her bucket, no doubt this disgusting and stinky sludge was from here.
"We don't want to just push you, we would like to take our time! Then you will kneel in front of the mud and first dunk your face, then your head then up to your shoulders and finally up to your boobs.
Don't rush, we have all afternoon if needed!"
I kneeled in front of the messy hole, the surface was as disgusting as the bucket but in much more quantity!
With my hands tied behind my back, I slowly approached my face from the surface and dunked it. I counted a few seconds before surfacing.
Thanks to the girl who cleaned my eyes, I discovered that the muck was thick enough to keep the shape of my face on the surface.
They all laughed when they saw that but encouraged me to immerse my head now.
Once again, I took a deep breath and started to dig my head in this sludge.
The mud was softer than what I was expecting, I had no problem fully immersing my head and resurface.
I did it once again, this time up to my shoulders, I was doing my best to not lose my balance but it was becoming harder to plunge and resurface.
The mud was thick enough to glue my hair in a mohawk when I resurfaced.
Last one, this time I was supposed to go even deeper. I went as deep as I could but I was close to fall. In the panic, I unfortunately opened my mouth which was immediately filled with the brown mud.
I spat it while resurfacing.
"Hey Emma, don't eat our mud hole! And you didn't go deep enough!"
"I can't go deeper or I will fall..."
"OK, we understand... Then, instead we will apply it manually!"
They moved to my back and untied my hands. Some of them took some mud from the hole and dropped it on my shoulders to smear it from my neck to my boobs. It didn't take long to be covered by the stinky mud.
"That's better like that, isn't it? By the way..." Samantha took a pause in her sentence and, at the same time I was strongly pushed in my back.
Without having the time to react, it was too late, the strong push had only one objective: I was going to have a full bath in the sludge.
I felt headfirst in the muck and had to roll back below the surface to be able to resurface.
The hole was cold and wet and the mud was as thick as disgusting.
When my head resurfaced, it took me a few seconds to realize.
I was now fully covered in what I was considering as the messiest thing I ever encountered here.
"... Did you really think you would avoid a bath?" The girls were laughing.
"I think we can recognize you as the best girl to be trashed here, congratulations!"
I managed to get out of the stinky hole lying on the floor next to it.
"One last thing..." Lisa was holding a small packet which seemed heavy. She dropped it in the mud and it immediately sank.
"Oups... I may have just dropped a ballasted packet which contained your phone... I think you have no other choice than going back in if you want to get it back!"
I looked at her with put out eyes.
"Smile Emma, I will take your next profile pictures!" said Rachel.
I went back over the hole and plunged headfirst one more time. It only took me a few seconds to find my phone but I wanted to stay below the surface a bit longer.
Even if it was only a few seconds, I tried to enjoy it as much as I could. I tried to summarize everything I received this afternoon and it was just amazing. Paint, foam, flour, sawdust, toothpaste, corn syrup and even glue, ink and boot polish. That has been the most extreme game ever!
When I reappeared, I put my phone in a safe place. Then, I piled as much mud as I could on my head before asking Rachel to take more pictures. She took time to get the best picture possible: cleaning my eyes, adding more mud here and there, arranging my hair... I would not have such a party soon, the pictures had to be great.
"Amazing! We will let you leave this hole and have a very long shower now! That has been a great afternoon, I hope you enjoyed our gift!"
"That was exactly what I expected, thank you! I can't wait until my next birthday to see if you improved your skills!"
"We will have to find messier ideas then!" answered Lisa.