The Messy Boss

Written by WLG — 2023 — from UMD.net

I was working for a few years in a big warehouse close to the town. The place was immense and there was literally everything people could order. Food, furniture, clothes... Anything you would like was somewhere in this warehouse.
I was working with my friend Samantha, we knew each other from college and found this job after leaving school.
Samantha was not working because she needed money but just to spend time together, her boyfriend was very rich and they were preparing their wedding in the coming month.
Everything was fine until the director decided to retire, this man was a wonderful manager. He always had kind words for his employees like us... Contrary to his evil daughter!
She was named Karen, she was a bit older than us, in her late twenty. Always well dressed, on high heels, with perfect make up and hairdo.
Contrary to her father who built this company, Karen never wanted to work. She had the director seat only because her father left.

One day, she asked Sam and I to come into her office. That meeting was short but extremely unpleasant. Karen was annoyed by Sam and I, not because of our job but because a lot of men working there were preferring us instead of her.
"Men are not focusing on their work when you are in the area, there can be only one beauty here and the place is occupied!
To prevent that, I created a night team. You will work when the others leave at night."
"That's not fair!" I protested
"Your choice... You can leave MY company if you are not pleased with that!"
"Great, then..."
"Then we accept our new job!" interrupted Sam.
"Perfect, your first night will be on Monday. By then, enjoy your free night during the weekend, you will not have any more soon!"
We left her office.
"Why did you accept that proposition? That bitch doesn't deserve us!"
"You are right, but she deserves something else... I've got something in mind, let's discuss that during the weekend and, trust me, you will love my idea..."

During the weekend, Sam and I discussed our plan and how we were going to take our revenge on Karen.
Everything was planned and we were sure we would give her the lesson of her life.
On Monday evening, Sam and I arrived at the warehouse when everybody was living. We were over excited about our plan and we took an hour or two to prepare whay we needed.
"I think we are ready, do you call her?" I said
Sam took her phone and called Karen.
"Boss, we have a big problem at the warehouse, you absolutely have to come as soon as possible!"
I was hearing Karen yelling at Sam but when she hung up she said: "She's coming!"

We saw her arriving in her luxury car, even if we were in the middle of the night, she was still perfectly dressed and her make up was done. We switched off the lights except one where she was supposed to enter.
"Hey!... Where are you? If it's a joke, I promise you there will be consequences!"
We switched off the last light and used her surprise to catch her in the dark.
Sam grabbed her hands and attached them in her back while I caught her legs and secured them with adhesive tape. Finally, we put a bag on her head to blind her.
Of course, she was yelling and protesting but she soon understood she would not be able to break free.
We sat her on a chair and switched on the lights. We removed the bag from her head.
"You two are bitches! Trust me, you are going to regret it, you will be fired and you will never find another job in the whole country!"
"Shut up Karen!" Sam applied a piece of adhesive on her mouth.
"We were going to leave anyway... But before, we wanted to teach you a lesson of humility."
"You wanted to be the queen here, that's why you asked us to work by night... You know what, your majesty? We will take care of you as you deserve!"
"Let's start her ride then! We will do a welcome tour in your warehouse. "
Her chair was firmly attached to a pallet truck.

"So Karen, do you know where we are?"
"Of course not, she was too busy complaining about us to visit her warehouse!"
"Then, here is the gardening area. Let's see what you have in stock here. Oh, that would be perfect for your first lesson!
What's better for a flower like you than a good quantity of this compost and soil mix?"
I helped Sam to bring a big back of this mix next to Karen. Then I moved apart her shirt and shirt for her to empty the bag in her clothes. Of course, Karen protested but wasn't able to move. When the bag was nearly empty Sam poured the remaining over Karen's head.
"Perfect! But Sam, a flower needs water too! Let's use this house to water her!"
I took a house and started to drench her head to toe in cold water. Of course, then, I watered the skin and compost in her clothes to turn it into a thick mud.
Sam was mixing it through her clothes. We could see Karen's disgust in her eyes.

"Ready for the next stop? The hardware area and, to be more accurate... Paint !"
On these words, Karen's eyes opened wide.
"You know, Karen, as girls from your company, we were so envious of your look. You always had perfect manicures and make up. We definitely wanted to be like you." said Sam with a mocking attitude.
"To be more like you, we need to practice our makeup skills... What would be a better time than doing that with our best model?"
I brought several cans of paint which had been prepared for tonight.
"Gardening is not good for nails, you will need some fresh nail polish."
We took her hand in her back and plunged them in a metallic blue can of paint.
"That's better! But a girl like you need the same polish on her hands and toes then..."
We removed her luxury shoes and dipped them in the same paint. Then, still filled with paint we put them back on her feet.

"Amazing!" I said.
"Let's complete your look by improving your hairdo. I'm sure you haven't done a complete dye recently. Your color needs some fresh treatment. We are going to arrange that."
Sam untied Karen's blond hair, we knew she was proud of her magnificent hairdo and trashing it would be an amazing vengeance.
Sam and I took a can of paint each and stood on each side of her.
I used a bug brush to paint my side while Sam was directly deeping strands of Karen's hair on her can.
When our work was finished, Sam acted shocked.
"Damn Lisa, you've used yellow?"
"Of course, she is blonde, isn't she?... Oh, you've got it brown?!"
"We should have asked her what she wanted to do first... See Karen, if you kept your mouth shut, you would not have ended with a two color hairdo. However, we are in a good mood, so let's solve this problem for you."
Sam took a third can of paint filled with enamel red paint.
"Let's turn you into red hair!"
On these words, Sam started to empty the can over Karen's head.
The paint cascaded over her, covering her brown and yellow hair and the upper part of her body.
By keeping her head down, Karen managed to spare her face from the red flow, of course I would not let her escape her lesson with a clean face.
I plunged my brush in Sam's can and held Karen's chin.
"Look at me while I'm doing your makeup!"
I used the paint saturated brush to completely coat her face with paint too.

"Isn't she lovely?"
We were extremely enthusiastic about the messy destruction of our former tormentor. Karen was now soaked in paint, this was the perfect moment to move to another place.
"I just realized we may have interrupted your dinner, you may had left before your dessert, we definitely have to go to the pastry area."
We used the pallet truck to move to another place.
When we arrived, Sam said "Oh no, look Lisa!"
"What?"
"Karen was right, we are absolutely stupid, we forgot to put this box of frozen pie into the fridge!"
"Damn no! These delicious pies are going to be put in the garbage, they can't be sold anymore!"
"You're right, but we are lucky, Karen loves pies!"
"That's great news! With the fact she didn't have dessert, I'm not sure we would have enough pies... How many of them do we have?"
"I would roughly say 30, maybe more..."
"Let's start with that and see if it's enough for our friend!"
A table was covered with multi-colored pies filled with a thick cream. Sam took one and approached Karen.
"You will need your mouth to eat!" She removed the adhesive from her mouth. The place where the adhesive was left an untouched spot of skin on her face.
"You are disgusting!" Yelled Karen "You are going to pay for what you have done to me!"
"Look Lisa, she's angry when she's hungry! Let's calm her down!" she immediately smashed the pie which exploded into Karen's face. Sam pressed the tin to engulf Karen's face in cream.
"Come on Lisa, don't leave Karen without nothing to eat, take a pie and bring me another one too.
Karen spat cream before yelling even more at us.
I vigorously smashed my pie in her face, Sam put her hand on mine which was on Karen's face.
"I will teach you a nice way to use pies. Let's start with a good smear."
Sam guided my hand around Karen's head to completely cover it with a thick layer of coloured cream.
"Great" I said "Are there any other ways to smash pies?"
"You have no idea..."
For the next ten minutes, Karen became our messy puppet. Techniques after techniques, she was the target of Sam's demonstration and my practice's aim.
Pie hats, pie throwing, pie smashing, pie sandwiches on side, pie sandwiches in front and back... I had the most entertaining lesson of my life... And Karen, her messiest!
After a few pies, she stopped to protest understanding it would not spare her from her messy fate.
We ran out of pies... My lesson was finished.
"You were a good student Lisa. I'm sure Karen is replete now."

Karen was covered head to toe in multi-colored cream and the former beauty was now replaced by a shapeless blob of cream.
"Please girls, let me go. I promesses I will change, I will give you a pay rise. Please!"
"That's so kind of you Karen but... We already resigned. However, we have some friends here and we would like to be sure you will not turn back into the bitch you were until tonight's lesson."
"What do you want more? You are bitches!"
"See, I told you she didn't understand... She will need a last reminder!" I said
"No no no... I'm sorry!"
"Maybe... But we want to be sure of that. Did you have the time to prepare our surprise?" asked Sam.
"Yes, I even improved it a bit... You will see!"
"A surprise ? I can't wait!"

I drove the pallet truck to another place, Karen was leaving a road of mess behind her.
"Here we are, the construction area... What a nice place isn't it?"
Sam was letting me animate this last surprise as she wasn't really sure what I had prepared for Karen.
"Well Karen, you proved us you were not able to be trusted, we are going to give you one last chance..."
"What are you expecting from me?"
"One last punishment for your bad attitude."
"What if I refuse?"
"We have a movie of your messy night ready to be sent to all your employees and also some suppliers too... I don't really know who is on this mailing list!"
"No no... Please, I will do what you want!"
"Perfect, then Lisa you can untie her, she will not go anywhere, isn't it?"
Karen shaked her head in approval.
"Good, then, don't move, we will give you a better point of view."
I used the elevator function to raise the pallet two meters over the floor.
"What are you doing? I will fall on the floor!"
"Don't worry! It's not the plan..."
I made a signal to Lisa for her to help me. We moved a few meters from Karen.

"So, what is the plan? And what is your surprise?"
"I know you wanted to give her a good lesson, your boyfriend came a few hours ago with a big tank of molasses and a big smile..."
"Yes, this was what I planned for Karen."
"I know, that's why I improved it a bit, see..."
In front of us was the tank but the content was not looking like molasses.
"I've improved the content a bit!" I said.
The liquid was darker than molasse and thicker.
"What did you do?"
"I've added several cans of black paint and two big bags of flour. Now, your molasses looks exactly like a tar bath."
"Ho... I see! We know it's just molasses..."
"But not her! That's the surprise!"

We brought the big tank just below Karen.
"Here is your final punition. You know, long ago traitors were covered with tar and feathers... But we didn't find feathers!" Karen was looking anxiously at the tanks we just brought under her.
"We will keep the video only if you promise to change your attitude..."
"I promise I will change, let me go!"
"... Great, but as a final proof, we will ask you to jump on that tank."
"You're crazy! That's tar! It will be impossible to remove from my skin and hair!"
"You were right Sam, she doesn't deserve her redemption, send the video!"
"No! I will do it!"
Karen stood up on the pallet, ready to jump. She removed a bit of mess which was on her as if it would make a difference after her messy bath.
She took a big inspiration, held her nose and jumped.

SPLOSH!
The beauty queen disappeared in a gloppy sound.
A few seconds of silence and a blob of mess emerged from the tank. The poor Karen was engulfed in our special tar recipe.
Both of us bursted into slaughter, Karen was, on her side, disgusted by her own state.
"I've done what you wanted, please don't send this video."
"We will keep our promises, we will not send your video... Except if you don't keep your own promises!"
"I won't! But let me get out of this stuff, I don't want to be stuck in tar forever."
We laughed.
"Don't worry, princess, we are not going to kill you! It's not even real tar, just some molasses and flour!"
"No lie?"
"Check yourself!" I put a hand on the back of her head and deeply dunked her head back in the sludge.
Once again, a shapeless blob reappeared from the dark tank.
"I was sure you would deserve another layer!" I said.
"Fine Lisa, we will let her enjoy her night... She has a lot to do to clean all that stuff before the next team arrives."
"What, you will let me clean all that mess you have done? You are..."
Sam showed her phone to Karen, ready to press a button to send her video.
"It is the end of our partnership Karen. Don't forget to be kind with our former colleague or they will receive a funny video!"

We left Karen behind, trying to leave her messy bath before cleaning herself and the mess in her warehouse.
In the car park, Sam and I discussed.
"That was so fun! I would never imagine having so much fun playing with mess!"
"Then, you are one of us!"
"What do you mean?"
"My boyfriend and I love this kind of stuff, playing with food, messy things... You know, it's a secret fetish for some people."
"I didn't know. Do you do that with your boyfriend?"
"Yes, really often. As you know, we will marry in a few weeks and he recently inherited a company which produces molasses."
"I understand where he found the tanks he delivered some hours ago!"
"Yes, we have a huge production. In parallel with this activity, we have a crazy plan about this messy fetish we just talked about..."
"Tell me more!"
"We also inherited a huge mansion in the North of the UK and we would like to organize thematics weeks about fun with mess. The aim would be to invite people who like to play with mess but usually can't do it by themselves. During the week, we would organize games, competitions..."
"And messy forfeits?"
"Yeah, surely."
"It would be like a messy mansion then!"
"I love this name! Would you like to join us in this adventure?"
"I would love it!"