The Messy Mansion - Chapter 28: The exam with the Ledger and the Barton

Written by WLG — 2022 — from UMD.net

When I arrived at one of the shacks where the Ledgers asked me to join I was surprised to see they were not alone, the Bartons were standing next to them.

"Hello Emma!"
"Hello everyone! I'm a bit surprised, I thought I was going to have my exam day with you and Lord and Lady Barton later."
"This is still the case but we decided to share our time together and do one bigger exam together."

In the room two elements were installed. There was a massage table on one side and something else hidden below a drape on the other side.
Lay Ledger arrived and brought me to the table with a bucket of chocolate syrup.

"Is this bucket for me?"
"More or less... You will see!"

I was very surprised when Lady Ledger sat on the table.
"You know, I have foot worship. I love to mess them up and clean them. For my part of the exam, I decided you will be my personal cleaner. Kneel while I prepare your meal!"
I executed, meanwhile she removed her shoes and socks. Her feet were perfectly manicured, it was obvious she was taking care of it.
She approached her feet from the bucket and one after the other, she dipped them in the dark liquid. She was having pleasure of doing so.
"You have to clean them both just by using your mouth. Lick, kiss, swallow... Do whatever you want but clean them from chocolate."

I remembered my experience with feet worshipping during the spy game, this time I had to give instead of receive.
I wasn't sure of how to proceed, hopefully Lady Ledger was guiding me. The feeling was not totally unpleasant, moreover I was also stimulated by my companion.

When both her feet were clean Lady Ledger stood up and asked me to lay on the massage table. My head was installed in the dedicated hole and I was waiting for Lord Ledger.
"Thank you for the cleaning Emma, as a reward we will let you with my husband and his wonderful massage. This is not a messy forfeit, just a reward. You will see how relaxing my husband's massages are!"
"Shall we start?"
Lord Ledger was starting his massage, meanwhile my companion was turned on. Both sensations mixed together gave me shivers of excitement. I was close to climax below his touch.
The massage took few minutes, not enough from my point of view.
"I hope you enjoyed it Emma, it was a fair reward after this week."
"Thank you Lord Ledger, your massage was amazing. Now I have to go to the Barton."

"You're right, it's our turn now! You surely discovered our specific fetish too. My lovely wife and I just love to destroy someone's hair.
Lord MacKay told us you had extreme shampoo yesterday. Today you will have another one but this time, it will be a messy one!"
The furniture below the drape was now visible, it was a hairdresser chair equipped with a bowl behind the back.
"Please sit and relax, my husband and I will take care of you!"
A trolley was just behind the chair, even if I was not able to see what was on it, it was easy to see it had been fully loaded.

"Before you sit, we are going to wrap you. We don't want you to intervene during our traitement."
They turned around me with clingfilm until I was not able to use my arms anymore.
"And this is just an extra."
They forced a ball gag in my mouth and attached it.
"Perfect, this is a special model, I don't need to be tied behind the head, by this way, we will be able to work properly on your hair."
"It's time for hairdressing!" said Lady Barton

"Well, we are going to start soft... I mean with soft stuff like this big bowl of margarine."
She dipped her hand in the bowl and showed me the yellow stuff. Then dropped it over my head and started to coat my hair.
"Could you please add more while I give her the margarine shampoo?" aske Lady Barton.
Her husband took the bowl and, while Lady Barton was massing the greasy margarine in my hair, he was adding more loads.
"You know what is good with margarine? Cooking oil!"
He took a big bottle and emptied it slowly while Lady Barton was still working on the margarine shampoo.

"I always love thick layers of soft mess, look how I can dig my finger in her greasy scalp." she said
"You know what could be better? Add eggshells in this messy hairdo!"
My companion woke up at the same time giving me a sensitive shock.
"See, she approved."
They approached with 12 eggs and broke them on my head. Their objective was not really to keep their content on my head, even if they were enjoying the extra slimy mess, but mainly to encase the shells in the margarine.

"Now we have a nice first layer, let's use more liquids! Could you prepare them for me honey?"
"Honey? Yes, we have some!"
Lord Barton took two small bottles of honey and poured it on the top of my head.
"I was mainly thinking about the cans there..."
"Ho, I see... I think it's time to lay back Emma!"
My chair was basculed and my head was now over a bowl. Next to it was something which looked like a shower head.
"Everything we will pour on your hair will be collected just below and we will be able to rinse you again and again with it... like an infinite messy shower!"
For each can, the Barton were giving me the name of the messy element they were pouring on me: spaghetti, tomato soup, caesar sauce, ketchup, brown sauce...
Of course, they were also covering my face in the process, I was hearing squichy sounds from behind every time my hair was falling in the sploshy mixture.
When they ran out of can, they activated the pump to reuse the mess with the shower head. During the whole process, my companion was giving me pleasant vibrations while the messy, but relaxing, messy head massage was made by Lady and Lord.
The chair was moved again to allow me to sit straight. My head was heavier than ever. All the mess which has been added to my hair was requiring an extra effort to move my head.

"We will remove the wrap, but don't leave, we haven't finished yet!"
Both the wrap and the gag were removed. Lady approached with the shower head and activated the pump.
"Except your head, you're clean, let's solve this problem."
The mess which was used on my head was now also filling my clothes and covering my body, Lady and Lord Barton took their time to smear it everywhere inside and outside.

"Before you go, there is one last coating we want to give you, we want to keep the best for the end..."
Lady Barton approached with two bottles containing a dark liquid and Lord Barton was holding a white bag.
"Black treacle and flour... We have prepared it for a council but we never had the chance to use it on you. Mixing the two is particularly humiliating! Be prepared Emma, that is our last lesson!"
She opened the two bottles and gave one to her husband too. Perfectly synchronized, they poured the black and sticky liquid on my head and shoulders, my world became totally dark and it had to breath through my opened mouth.
"And now, the flour!" said Lord Barton.
They first throwed handfuls of flour at me. It stuck to the treacle easily. Then, Lord Barton dumped the big bag of flour on me, adding a mountain of white powder everywhere.
"We have finished with you Emma... Except..." Lord Barton stopped and looked at his wife.
"May I?"
"Sure, it's now or never!"
"Thank you honey! Emma, wait a minute, I will help you to remove all that flour on you..."
Lady Barton came in front of me and started to mix the treacle and flour together on me with her hands. She was focusing on my face and hair, giving one last extreme messy shampoo.
"I may have done worse than expected... Anyway, it was fun! Thank you Emma, I hope you enjoyed it too!"
"I think the next person are the Robinsons, right? Be gentle with our host, they deserve it!"