The Messy Mansion - Chapter 5: The first day council

Written by WLG — 2022 — from UMD.net

It took me one long hour in the shower and at least three bottles of shampoo and soap to reappear under the mess. Hopefully, my private bathroom was filled with many different kinds of beauty products.

Step after step, I was able to see my skin again below all these layers of mess. My shower was in front of a gigantic mirror. I supposed Lords and Ladies put it there on purpose to be able to admire myself while cleaning.

Fully clean, dried and perfumed, I came back to my bedroom to discover the clothes they prepared for me.

A magnificent red dress was left on my bed. Beautiful black underwears and heels have also been prepared for me. There was a letter and a little box too.

"Dear Miss Emma,
Tonight is your first council meeting. To celebrate that, we prepared nice outfits for you.
You are attendee in the meeting room at 8:00PM. Don't be late."

The shower took longer than expected, the council was in 15 minutes. As I didn't want to be late, I was not able to have a look at my personal videos. I will have time later!

Perfectly dressed and prepared, I was on time in front of the meeting room.

I saw all the Lords and Ladies arriving soon after me.

"Hello Emma, you're on time. That's great. First, the council will first start behind closed doors, only with Lords and Ladies. Then, we will call you. Please, sit and wait for our call."

All the Lords and Ladies were nicely dressed too. I didn't know exactly what the council was but they definitely wanted to do it in an official way.

I waited about 10 minutes before the doors opened. Lord Robinson was there and asked me to sit in the same place as before, in front of all of them.

"Welcome back Miss Emma.

First of all, all of us wanted to thank you for your day and participation in our challenges. It could be difficult for some people to enjoy their fetish in front of perfect strangers but we wanted to congratulate you. I hope you had as much fun as we had.

Then, here is the result of the first day.

The first challenge was Ladies' one. They unanimously approved your performance and engagement.

Then, the Lords' challenge. We really appreciated your challenge. It was very unfortunate for you that you had to dunk so many times in the last hole but we think it was not really a problem for you." Some of the Lord sniggered, of course they knew I was deliberately missing the ring to go under the mud several times.

"And finally, Lady and Lord O'Neill challenge. They told us you passed it with brio. These two are well known here for having really nice ideas when it's time to trash someone!
It means you successfully passed our three challenges with a score of 3, one per succes. Congratulations!"

A big smile appeared on my face, maybe I had too much apprehension about this council...

"But... As you know, you also have broken one of our rules today when cheating during the second challenge. Because of that, you will lose your three points and, with a score of 0, fail your first day.
Your points will instead be given to the organization's challenge: all the Ladies for the first challenge, all the Lords for the second and finally one extra point for both Lord and Lady O'Neill. The points will be important later this week."

I was shocked, I knew cheating was not permitted and I was really worried about my fault but was "fail the day" meant? Did it mean I have to leave the Mansion? I didn't think so because they said the points Ladies and Lord had would be important later...

"We are now explaining what it means for you.
When we decide you didn't succeed enough challenge we gave you during the day, a punishment has to be given. Here, you lost your point because of cheating."
"A punishment?"
"Yes, but of course at the messy Mansion, it will be a MESSY punishment.

Each couple has to decide which punishment they want to give to you, the only limit is that the punishment has to use the mess you already encountered during the day. Then, we decide in which order we will apply these punishments. Usually, we decide to go from the softer to the messiest.

Please follow us, we will now move to another place."

We walked outside and took the direction of the shacks I was during the afternoon. This time, I was in the "D" one.

The room has been prepared with a stage in the center, chairs in rows and the back of the room was hidden by a heavy curtain.

Lors Robinson stood up and said:

"Emma, as you are here for your messy punishment, we don't want to trash your nice outfit. We decided that your punishment will be done naked."

I stripped in front of them and gave the dress, underwear and shoes to Lady Robinson who was standing next to me.

"Now sit on the stage.
Lady Robinson and I were pleased with your performance today, that is why we wanted to start softly. We are going to reuse eggs from your last challenge. However, this time we didn't have the time to remove shells first. I hope it will not be a problem if we use your body to open them, right?"

Lady and Lord Robinson approached me with a dozen eggs each. I saw that the eggs were all partially broken to prevent them from hurting me.

"Ready?"
"Yes, please proceed with my punishment!"

Both of them started to smash their eggs everywhere on me: on my face, my knees, my shoulders, my breasts and, of course, my head.

The heavy yolk was fast to fall between my legs while the white was slowly covering me. They took pleasure in spreading the shells in my hair. After a few minutes, they ran out of eggs.

"We would have done that for hours, but it's time for your second punishment. Lady and Lord Ledger."
"Our punishment is basic but messy. Please bring the two buckets!"

Buckets? Oh now, did it mean I was going to be dunked or covered with something they used today?

Two buckets of filthy mud were brought.

"We want you to plunge your feet in these buckets until the end of the council."

This one was not as messy as expected. I was believing that Lady and Lord Ledger were particularly enjoying messy feet. It was already Lady Legder who helped me to trash two pies with my feet this afternoon.

"Then, Lady and Lord Barton."

"We have chosen a dozen pies. As my husband was not able to see the way Miss Emma was cute coated in cream I thought it would be a good opportunity to do that tonight!"

A trolley of pies was brought. First, Lady and Lord Barton started by pushing two pies on my boobs. Lord Barton then took a pie without tin and asked me to stand up.

He then pressed and rubbed the pie between my legs until there was no more cream to spread. During that time, Lady Barton put a pie on my chair. Lord Barton asked me to sit and Lady pushed me down over my shoulders to be sure the pie would be totally destroyed.

Then, each of them approach with two pies in their hands. Lord Barton started the assault with his version of the pie sandwich. The gooey pies engulfed my head and Lord Barton spread the pies around my fluffy head. Then Lady Barton did the same with two new pies. More colorful mess was added on my face and head.

Then, they both took another pie each and, while kissing just over my head, smashed their pie on each side of my head.

"That was our love pie sandwich!"

Lord Barton took one of the remaining pies, took his aim and threw it directly to my face.

"I didn't lose my touch!" he said when the pie exploded in a colorful splash.

Finally, Lady Barton approached with the biggest pie from the trolley. It was the last one.

"Remember Emma, a queen needs a crown!"

She smashed the pie on the top of my head and rubbed it in well. As the "crown" she already gave to me during the afternoon, this one was also filled with honey but at least three times more. Torrent of honey was sliding down my body.

"OK, next are Lady and Lord McKay."
"Our punishment is simple..."

I wiped my face to see the Lords and Ladies in front of me. I saw Lord McKay approaching with a new trolley of pies.

"We will only want you to demonstrate how good you are for self-pieing! Here is another dozen of pies, show us that our lesson is now acquired!"

The trolley was put in front of me, all of the Lords and Ladies were highly anticipating the private show I was going to give.
First, I started "simple". I took one of the pies in front of me and smashed it to my face.
Lord McKay was yawning exaggeratedly. They were expecting more!

OK, then, I took another pie and smashed it to my sensitive parts just like Lord Barton did before. I wasn't able to feel the cream between my legs this afternoon but being naked this time was totally changing the sensation. However, my viewers seemed to be disappointed.

"Dear Ladies, you told us she was great this afternoon but it seems your lessons were maybe less interesting than we expected" said Lord McKay while laughing.

They wanted a show, OK, I will give them what they wanted!

First, I took one of the gooest pie and dig it deep on my head. Without loosing a second, I took two more pies and gave me a self pie sandwich. Then, I sensually smeared the three pies together on my head, covering every part of it including my hair from tip to roots. The pies from Lady and Lord Barton helped me to have a nice covering. I heard the crowd enjoying the spectacle.

To finish my demonstration in a grande finale, I needed extra hands.

"Excuse me, Lord and Ladies, I will require help for the last ones..."
"Sure, what do you need?"
"Two of you, one on my left, one on my right to give me the remaining pies in my hands... I fear I won't be able to find them efficiently for my last part."

Lady McKay was now on my right, Lord McKay on my left. They splitted the seven remaining pies between them.

"Ladies showed me what a pie barrage was and how to preporly pie myself. I wanted to show you a combination of both: self pie barrage".

They all cheered.

"Are you ready, just hold the pies in front of me please!".

They started a countdown... 5...4...3...2...1...

I grabbed the first pie and smashed it vigorously in my face. I pretty sure Lady and Lord McKay received some cream from the impact.

However, I didn't want to lose a second, my "self pie barrage" had to be dynamic. I took the second pie, smashed it again, then another, and another, and another... Until no more pies were hold in front of me. They all applauded.
"That was a nice demonstration! Thank you".

I was happy to please my audience. From their point of view, my face turned into a new color after each impact. The show was surely very entertaining.

Lord Robinson came back close to me.

"Great Emma, there is one remaining punishment!"

I just realized that the only couple who didn't do anything yet was the O'Neill. Remembering the heavy mess they made this afternoon and the fact Lord Robinson said the punishments were going to be messier and messier, this one should have been the apotheosis. How long would have I to stay under the shower this time?

"Please Lady O'Neill, could you please tell Emma what you prepared for her?"
"Sure! Dear Emma, this afternoon we had an amazing time together. Of course, we discuss with other Ladies and Lords after each challenge. As our challenge was private, unfortunately, other Ladies and Lord were not able to see you after a proper trashing. Other people there were so envious of what we did... Then, we decided to show them how good you looked in a birdie costume!"
"Does it mean...?"
"Yes, we are going to reuse the molasses and feathers!"

The crowd applauded loudly.

"However, you have to remember you are here for having cheated during a game. This time it's not a challenge anymore, it's a punishment!" and evil smile appeared on her face... She turned in the direction of her husband who was going to reveal what was hiding behind the big curtain.

"Ladies and Lords, please approach to our 2.0 version of the "Lady"O'Neill traitement."

Behind the stage was a large barrel and big bags were stocked around.

"Emma, for your first treatment, we just used few feathers and three little buckets of molasse. See... now... all of that is for you!"

Behind the cream mess there was on my face, I was voiceless. Compared to what was in front of me, the quantity of mess Lady O'Neill used this afternoon was a small sample.

"What we will ask you to do first is to submerge yourself in this barrel. Of course, you understood that it was filled with thick and sticky molasse!
Thanks to this big container, we will be sure to coat you head to toes.
Then, we will ask you to drop outside the barrel, on the floor where we will open several bags of little feathers. The ones from this afternoon were fine but we thought smaller fluffy ones will fit better on you... and will be more difficult to wash!
Of course, we want to be sure to coat you completely, that's why we will ask you to roll on the floor!
Finally, we will ask you to redo the whole process. You are now experimented, you know that adding a second layer of molasses and more feathers over helps the first layer to stay longer!
Is your punition messy enough for you?"
"Yes Lady, it seems so."
"You deserve it, it's not fair to cheat during a challenge... Let start the fun!"

I stood up, leaving my two mud buckets where my feet were and went to the bottom of the room where everybody followed me leaving muddy footprints behind me.

Lady O'Neill plunged her hand in the thick liquid and let flow some molasses flow back in the barrel to show how sticky and covering it was.

"Please, go in!"

Some steps have been added for to enter the barrel.

The slimy content was exactly as the content of the buckets from the first traitement... But in much more quantity! The black liquid slowly engulfed my feet then my legs.
When I was in, molasses already covered half of my body. I kneeled in the big barrel, molasse was now just below my mouth.

"Don't be shy, it's time for your bath!".

Lady O'Neill put her hand on my head and pushed it down as much as she could. Below the surface, I was not able to see or hear, all I was feeling was the force pressing me down the messy barrel.

Then, after few seconds, I felt Lady O'Neill grasping my hair and pulling me to the surface again. She approached from my ears to be sure I was able to hear her through the thick coating.

"You are a magnificent messy blob! However, I think your coverage might be better with a second dunk!"
With her hand grasping my hair, she plunged me again in the barrel. After having spun my head several times in the mess, she dragged me to the surface again.
I stood up and felt that my body was now covered with this thick and sticky mess.

"Good, we have prepared a nice bed of feathers at the bottom of your barrel, look!"
I cleaned my eyes to see several opened bags of small white fluffy feathers were spread next to the barrel.
"Drop yourself in your new bed!"

I always remember that movie where the villain falled in a big barrel of molasses, resurfaced and crawled to the rim and let herself fall like a big messy mass. I was now living the scene myself, I was the messy drop. I slowly stepped over the rim, dripping puddles of molasse on the floor. I used my hand to slowly lay on the floor, it was now time to roll.

While I was covering every inch of my body under the little white feathers, Lords and Ladies were throwing more feathers on me.
When Lady O'Neill considered I was fluffy enough, she said:
"As you didn't have the chance to see yourself this afternoon, I thought it would be a good idea to bring a mirror here too."
I got back on my feet and took a few steps in the direction of the mirror. I really loved the idea to see myself totally destroyed by a mess. The Mansion was not only for Lords and Ladies enjoyment, it was also the opportunity for me to live my messy fetish.
What I saw was worse than what I expected. A black and white humanoid form, dropping piles of molasse and feathers mix. My body was encased in a thick coating of mess and my hair was saturated with tiny feathers glued in my once pristine locks.
"Cute, isn't it? Are you ready for the second layer?"
I came back in the barrel a second time, ready for my second treatment.
This time, Lord O'Neill was the one who "helped" me in the barrel. I felt his strong hand pushing me deep in it, resurfacing me and, like his wife, deciding another dunk would be necessary.
Then, it was another turn for feathers. The second layer was sticking to the already saturated feathers from the first one. I was feeling that a thick layer of less was now covering every centimeter of my skin.
However, the second coating was now finished, my punishment was over until Lady O'Neil said
"You know little birdie, nights are colder than days here. This afternoon, two layers were enough but I think you will need an extra one for the night!"
They brought me back to my barrel, I was going to be messier than ever!
"My husband and I already played with our little birdie. Who would like to help her to protect from the cold?"
Of course, all of the Lords and Ladies answered the call.
Some of them only dipped me, some others were playing by dragging me up and down, they sometimes added feathers directly in the barrel and massed it on my head and deep in my hair. When they all had played with me several times, covered, dunked, shampooed and dunked again. It was time for the final part on the floor. I was asked to sit while some of them were bringing a big bag full of fathers.
I disappeared under a cloud of tiny feathers. While two were emptying the bag, the others were smearing the content everywhere on me. My body was completely covered with these three messy baths.

Lady O'Neill said:
"Ladies and Lords, please welcome our little birdie Emma!" Everybody applauded.
"I told you the result was amazing, this second version of my treatment was even funnier than the first one!"
Below the sticky mixture of molasse and feather, my excitement climaxed. Lady and Lord O'Neill were clearly enjoying severely trashing somebody and I was discovering my submissive part.
I had a look to myself in the mirror and tried to print this mental image of myself for later. Before the Mansion, if I had found a video of a girl trashed the way I was, I would have certainly stroked myself four hours. Being so mercilessly dominated in a mess was for me a new turn on. Never I thought that kind of experience would be real.

"OK everybody, when can now say that the council is now over!" Said Lady O'Neill.
With a shy voice, under all my mess I commented:
"I'm very sorry for this afternoon... How can I be forgiven?"
"We have done only Lady O'Neill treatment..." said Lord O'Neill "Maybe you would like to have the full treatment tonight?"
"I would love so!"
"My god, it seems our birdie enjoyed so much her punishment that she wants more!" The crowd laughed.
"We didn't plan to do the full traitement tonight... But...If you request it and if Lord Robinson agrees... "
"Well, we are also here for her enjoyment too and it seems we discovered a true WAM lover with Miss Emma!"
"Great, however we will not be able to all go into the barn. I proposed the following idea: some of us go there and bring back some bucket of mud that Emma loves so much. Meanwhile, it will give Emma a few minutes to contemplate herself in the mirror. Does it sound fine to you Emma?"
"I would love it my Lord!"

Did I really ask for more mess? I mean... Of course I did! I was already trashed and I was clearly enjoying myself, why not having the full treatment? I would have to stay under shower for hours with all that mess, few centimeters of mud over my molasses and feathers layers will not change a lot of things.

While some of them went outside to bring mud dirt me, I had the opportunitiy to contemplate myself in the mirror. I was completely engulfed in this bird costume.
Few minutes later, Lords came back with some buckets full of the filthy mud I was dunked by Lord O'Neill in the barn.
"We bring back height of those, with the two she had at her feet, we will have one each!"
"You are going to have fun!" Said Lady O'Neill.
"Ready?"

They started to use the filthy mud on me. Some of them decided to empty the bucket over my head. I also had several head dunks in a few buckets. I was opening my mouth below the surface to slowly spit the filthy mud when they resurfaced me. I felt some hands rubbing the content of their bucket on me, my breasts, feet, hair, face... I also felt that one of them massed it deep on my vagina, climaxing me once again.
When all the mess was on me instead of the buckets, Lord Robinson declared the council was finished.

"Emma, we of course also filmed every minute of your punishment tonight. We will give you all the videos from today later.
Now it's time for all of us to go back to our rooms. Of course, Emma, you can go to the bathroom first!"

"Thanks to all of you, this day was an amazing experience."

"This was only the first one!" He said while leaving the room.

I was now left alone, covered head to toes and many different coats of mess. The coating was even thicker than the first traitement. I was enjoying the sensation of the different coatings. I played with my fingers, digging them on my hair where the coating was the thicker to see how much mess was covering me.
I would have tried to remove as much of the mess as possible before going to my bathroom but keeping this mess on me the longest time as possible was my reward for the day.

It took me more than two hours to be fully clean again. The small feathers were so glued to me!

After that long shower, I went back to my bedroom, a letter was on my bed next to a little box:

"Dear Emma,
You will find a little gift from us. In the box, you will find a USB key containing the videos from your day including the council. There are multiple angles where you can see each scene. I hope you will enjoy them!
As you will see, there are empty slots for other keys. One per day. That will be our gift for your journey at the Messy Mansion.".
A large smart TV was in my bedroom and USB ports were on the side. I was able to to rewatch my day right now if I wanted...

However, I prefered going to bed and trying to remember all the sensation I had during that day: the pies, the dunkings in mud, the messy buckets of the O'Neill, their first traitement, the moment in the barn covered in mud and, of course, the amazing council. I will surely have a look to these videos during my free time on morning.

Even if tonight was supposed to be a punishment, this was the best part of the day.
I closed my eyes, thinking about all the messy surprises the Mansion would still have for me.