Written by PML — 2011 — from WamLibrary
bondage, f/f, food, mud, slime, water
“Hello Jennifer. The girls will be with you in a moment.”
“Thank you Peter.”
Jenny sat back in the armchair. She had been invited to have dinner with her husband’s workmates. James had gone off with Eddie and Pete when they arrived, while she was to wait for their wives to arrive. She had dressed to impress, sticking to a favourite navy number, which let the silk flowed soothingly down around her smooth legs. Her chocolate hair fell with gentle curls onto her bare chest. Some low heeled shoes completed the outfit.
As she waited, she hummed through a song that had recently gone to number one. She had made it to the second chorus when the door behind her opened. She turned, but no one was there. Jenny got up to go investigate. When in the main entrance way, Jenny could see one of the doors was ajar, so she wandered over to take a look. She opened the door, and walked inside. She was now in a small room. All that was in here was an ornate wooden throne, which looked out of place on its own. Deciding that it must have been nothing, Jenny turned, but before she could go anywhere, the door slammed shut, leaving Jenny inside the room alone. She rushed to the door, but as she tried the handle, she could hear the key turning in the lock.
Jenny took a deep breath. Feeling uncomfortable standing, she walked over to the throne, sitting down, and smoothing her dress down. She put hands on each armrest, but this turned out to be a bad idea. Before she could do anything, a couple of restraints trapped her arms to the sides, leaving her unable to get up. As if everything was to go from bad to worse, the lights in the room went out, leaving Jenny to ponder her situation in pitch black.
‘James owes me big time for this,’ thought Jenny, sighing at the whole thing. ‘He is so going to make it up to me later tonight.’
The throne then jolted forwards, towards a bright light, which blinded Jenny, whose eyes were adjusting to the darkness. Eyes squeezed shut, she leaned back as the chair slid into place just beyond the now open door. No sooner than the chair had clicked into place that an onslaught of gunge fell upon Jenny. She shrieked loudly, before squirming under the flow of the bright green slime. Jenny actually tried to stand up and away from the goo, but couldn’t since the restraints held her tight. She leant forward as far as she could, so most of the gunge slid down her back.
The gunge stopped, allowing Jenny to take stock of the state of affairs. She was inside a clear walled container, which was splattered with gunge. The slimy stuff was slithering down her back, oozing into her dress, which was ruined by flecks of green. The liquid felt heavy in her hair, although most was rolling down her back. She groaned, feeling worse for wear already. Outside the tank, she could see two young ladies watching her. One was about a head shorter than the other, with shoulder length blond hair. She was in a beautiful crimson velvet dress, which clung to her slender frame. The other girl had a bigger build, with much fuller breasts, and a curvy figure. While you couldn’t say she was a full on ginger, her hair was of a lighter shade of red, close to a blond. She sported a bright green dress, which showed off her impressive cleavage. The girls didn’t look old, barely out of their teens if Jenny had to guess. It just reminded her of how she was 25, and how she remembered the carefree days of being at uni.
The shorter one approached the tank, opening up the door in front of Jenny. “Hi Jenny, I’m Emma, and this is Kelly.”
Jenny got angry when she heard that. She had been set up, she knew it. She was supposed to meet these two back in the sitting room. “Great, can you help me out of this thing?”
Kelly moved towards Jenny. “Sure, but we have plenty more fun before your done yet.” She took hold of the straps, and lifted them free of Jenny. Once free though, Jenny tried to make a break for it. Kelly had clearly anticipated this though, and had hold of Jenny’s hand. Still, the shock movement meant she felt a slight jerk.
“Oh, so you’re not going to play nice, is someone not very happy? I guess I’ll have to supervise you then. This way Jenny.”
Kelly almost dragged a protesting Jenny across to another gunge tank, which was filled with some brown liquid. She forced her inside on to a stool, the type seen in chemistry labs. She then proceeded to straddle Jenny, placing her arms on her shoulders preventing Jenny from further resistiveness. Jenny stopped struggling at that, deciding to just go with the flow, despite not liking how things were going. She meekly thought that her dress was already done for, what’s the harm in just going the whole hog with the destruction. She laughed quietly to herself at how she had always watched gungings on TV with fascination, although she never thought that she would get gunged herself. Guess she really liked that dress.
Plop!
The brown gunk splattered everywhere after the trapdoor above their heads opened. The stuff fell so quickly that it took a few seconds to realise it happening. Jenny was front and centre, so the stuff enveloped her head completely. The aim seemed to be her forehead, meaning her face took the brunt of the falling goo. Of course, this also meant that the splash back hit Kelly in the face wonderfully. Both girls felt the flowing of the stuff down the front of their dresses.
There was a delayed reaction, but after getting over the initial shock of all the gunge falling on them at once, Jenny started squealing. Kelly took no notice of this, instead she wiped the stuff from her face, and then licked the stuff off her hand, eliciting the response, “Hmm, chocolaty.”
Jenny paused at this. The stuff was chocolate? Jenny was still upset with the whole thing, but looking at the sweet chocolate pouring down Kelly made her remember a onetime lesbian fantasy. It involved her pouring chocolate onto a girl’s cleavage, and then sticking her head in between the breasts to lick the chocolate clean. Seeing Kelly’s plumped breasts in front of her smothered in chocolate just made Jenny tingle. ‘Why not try something I’ve always wanted to do?’
“You know, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to lick chocolate from a woman’s breasts. Since you basically roped me into this, may I give it a go now?” Jenny asked.
“Ok.” Jenny grinned, her first smile since Peter had left her alone, and shook her head to clear her mind. Plenty of chocolate was smothering Kelly’s chest, making what Jenny was about to do all the more enticing. She lifted Kelly’s dress away, and dug her head straight into the cleavage. Licking the runny chocolate off the smooth skin, Jenny surfaced feeling very satisfied.
“Hey, it’s my turn to have a go with our guest,” came Emma’s catcall. Kelly climbed off Jenny, allowing her to get up. Jenny didn’t try to run this time, seeming to have just accepted that it was all going to happen. Emma took Jenny’s hand, leading her over to tunnel style gunge tank. There were a couple of car wash brushes, and a massive tank of vibrant yellow gunge waiting ready for them. Emma guided Jenny over to the chair destined to travel through the gunge tank. Jenny settled down onto the seat, allowing Emma to sit across her knee, hugging her tightly.
Kelly spun the wheel to start the chair in motion. The gears could be heard turning as the chair turned into the gunge tank, and started moving towards the brushes. Light blasts of air assaulted the girls’ hair, while the left brush messed up the back of Emma’s hair. Once the chair had cleared the brushes, it stopped, setting off a familiar siren. The vivid yellow slime splattered against the two ladies, surrounding them in the umbrella effect. The gunge was actually two-tone, with a darker shade close to orange mixing with the brighter colour brilliantly. Neither moved to wipe themselves, so when the umbrella closed in on itself, you could see both girls’ heads completely covered. When the oozing goo had slowed to a dribble, the chair shifted out from under the nozzle, and out of the tank. Emma was shaking with silent laughter, clearly enjoyed it more than Jenny, who sat there with eyes shut, just facing ahead.
Emma clambered off Jenny as Kelly approached. The three women looked remarkably different. Kelly had only been lumped with chocolate, and so did not look so bad. Her dress was still mainly green, with the exception of the cleavage area. Her hair was still brown though. Emma bounced over to Kelly, also only being in the one gunging. She was more covered than Kelly, but again, you could still tell that her dress was once red. Jenny on the other hand was an absolute mess. Her hair was mixed up with all sorts of stuff, while her dress was completely soaked with the yellow gunge, and was clinging to her curves. She had been completely and utterly gunged.
“Hmm, I think our guest deserves a break, do you want to use the industrial zone tank Kelly?”
“I totally agree with ya, come on then.”
They went shoulder to shoulder towards a colossal tank on the opposite wall to the car wash tank. It was the same tank the girls’ had used before, not that Jenny knew this. Before climbing inside and sitting on the big inflatable chair, they told Jenny to pull a lever beside the tank to start things off. Kelly sat on the left side, while Emma squeezed in beside her. They were hugging each other tightly when Jenny tugged the leaver down.
Inside, both girls squealed when they heard a deep “10 seconds remaining” sound out. They looked over at each other, both covered in some sort off gunge, and just smiled. A familiar hooter blasted out as wide streams of thick gunge poured all over the two girls. Emma was being covered with blue slime, while it was red that was coating Kelly. Of course, the sheer volume of gunge meant most of it mixed in the centre in a dark purple. Both girls were squealing loudly, but Jenny could tell that it was out of pleasure, not disgust.
Jenny heard the door opening just as the gunge was slowing. Eddie walked in, carrying a tray of drinks. He took them over to a table with an umbrella, and then looked over to the gunge tank, which had already started on its second wave of gunk. The smile crept upon his face, before he winked at Jenny. He then left, without ever uttering a word.
She turned back to see Emma and Kelly standing up in a filled up gunge tank. They were completely coated in purple goo. However the sheer delight on their faces radiated throughout the room. If Jenny didn’t know better, she would say these two were about to get it on. ‘Maybe they sometimes did,’ a mischievous thought crossed her mind. Jenny could tell though, that this one gunge tank had done more to cover the girls, than the three separate gunge tanks had covered her. Without knowing how to get rid of the gunge inside the tank, Jenny stepped forward and opened the door. The purple gunge flowed in a tidal wave at her already ruined dress. The gunge didn’t reach above her thigh, but it was enough for Jenny to recoil. When the gunge crept into her shoes, Jenny squealed, especially at the strange way the gunge squelched between her toes.
She looked up to see the highly amused faces of Emma and Kelly. “The tank could have been drained first, you know,” Emma commented as she climbed out of the tank with a helping hand. She looked quite different from when Jenny had first seen her just an hour ago. She was completely soaked, and the thick purple gunge was coating her body. Her dress was still somewhat covering her, although it was slipping. Kelly was in a similar state, and Jenny knew if she could look in a mirror, she would be the same.
They went over to the table with the drinks, taking one each. Jenny took a sip, and turned to the others. “So, how long have you been into that?”
Kelly responded, “Quite a few years. We met through this actually. There was a meeting in the city, about 2 years ago, which we went along to. When we found out we were from the same village, we got excited. I’d already been seeing Eddie, and you’d just started with Pete.” Emma nodded. “We were both going to the same uni down south that September, funnily enough. We hung out a lot, sometimes doing something messy, sometimes just partying. Course, what we didn’t know, is that Peter was due to inherit a fortune.”
“Yeah, that came as a shock,” Emma continued. “I’d known him for years before we started dating, and it never occurred to me that his family was very rich. Course, I still love him in spite of his money, but it sure helps enjoy some things in life. We managed to get all the toys in this room thanks to that money, and there are some others you won’t have seen.”
“We have done this publicly as well. The Guild at our Uni let us run some club nights for the punters. That was a fun night.”
“Only cause you got to use the GYOB tank,” Emma cheekily replied.
“Yeah, maybe.”
“So, why get me involved? I’m sure there’d be plenty of people who would do this, and actually enjoy it.”
Emma said, “Sure, but they’d know it was coming. We wanted to see the reaction of someone who had no idea they were going to be gunged. Peter and Eddie got someone from their work so we could set this up for Easter break. You were just the unfortunate victim.”
“James did know what would happen, but don’t worry too much. I’m sure you’ll enjoy your all expenses paid holiday once we’re done.”
“Now, we’re going to let you decide how we finish things before we meet up with the guys again. We have 3 gunge tanks, a full wardrobe, and 3 young ladies. I say we should all go enjoy.”
“Hmm, OK, let’s see these final tanks.”
“Right, we have the blast cannon, an idea of the web, there’s the sludge cube and there’s the launch ramp version of the get your own back tank. There’s an open shower in the corner as well, so why don’t you think what you want us to wear while we get rid of the oozing gunk coating our bodies so we get gunged fresh.”
They all put their empty drinks glasses down on the table. Suddenly, the same hooter from before went off before they were sprayed with what appeared to be milk. The umbrella had pipes running through the poles, and these were where the milk came from. Jenny screamed as she was drenched in the cold white fluid. Emma and Kelly laughed with exhilaration, splashing each other with the milk. Jenny looked furiously at the others as the white stuff subsided. “Sorry, we kind of know about certain tanks, but we couldn’t ruin the surprise now, could we?”
Jenny let it rest, actually beginning to have some fun, now she had resigned to the fact that she was going to get gunged more. She trudged behind the young ladies, not bothering to undress as they quickly became naked. She let the water flow over her, revelling in the sensation of it not being gunge, before trying to get rid of the worst of the slime still on her. She thought about the final gunge tanks, trying to decide where she’d like to go. She remembered get your own back from her younger days. She thought it must be very humiliating to get gunged like that on TV, but then she never thought she’d find herself in a situation like this. ‘I suppose this won’t be on TV, so no one need ever know.’ Of course, she knew the only way to get revenge would be to humiliate Emma and Kelly. She made up her mind, and went to look at the wardrobe while the other two continued to splash each other. There were a variety of dresses and costumes. ‘I knew Eddie was loaded, but my word!!’ She picked out a couple of outfits for the girls, before deciding for herself.
“Made your mind up yet?” came the voice of Emma.
“Yeah, got your outfits over here. Emma, you’re going to be using the blast cannon, wearing this schoolgirl’s outfit. Kelly, you’re to wear this white dress here, inside the sludge cube. Which leaves me the dunk tank, and while I’m tempted to use an actual GYOB top, I think I’ll use that light blue and white dress.”
“Cool, let’s go.”
They got into the chosen outfits, Kelly and Emma already naked anyway. Emma wore a tight blouse with a short dark skirt, going barefoot instead of finding any shoes to complete the outfit. She showed plenty of cleavage, but she had neglected to wear underwear. Kelly wore a snow-white strapless dress, with fur around the chest. The dress also came with a small fur hat. It reached down to her ankles, where she had slipped some white shoes on. Unknown to Jenny, this was actually a wedding dress, which Kelly had seen when searching for her own (which had already been gunged), and just had to have, even if she preferred a different dress for her actual wedding. Kelly also neglected underwear. Jenny, on the other hand, did have her gungey underwear on. The dress she had chosen was an Alice in Wonderland dress. The dress belonged to Kelly (Jenny could tell which set of dresses belonged to which girl, and had chosen accordingly), who was about the same height as her, if with a slightly smaller build. The dress was tight on Jenny, but not uncomfortably so. She also went barefoot.
Once they were ready, they wandered over to the blast cannon, an idea the girls had seen online, and copied. Emma took her seat in front of the machine, which had a green blinking light to show it was loaded. Due to the fact the foam would be coming at her very hard, Emma had to put on some goggles, although she arranged it so that her hair was still loose. She adjusted her blouse, rubbed her hands slightly, and waited for Kelly to start.
Splat!
The white foamed spurted out of the cannon in one huge lump. It landed at around her neck area, whacking her face and breasts in fluffy marshmallow like foam. Emma was still damp from her shower, and so the foam slid down into other places. After she had wiped the foam from her mouth, Emma laughed so hard, the exhilaration clear for the others to see. Emma was in some ways a typical blond. She forgot that the machine was rigged for multi-use. So she was very shocked when another batch of foam, pink this time, came at her, this one impacting against her head. Her mouth open wide, she sat there in the shock pose, before smiling widely. More foam of turquoise splattered against her smooth legs, with a good deal of it settling in her lap. All the while, Emma was mixing the foam, wiping it from some places, and rubbing it into others. She squealed when the finale of bright orange gunge splashed upon her, mixing with the foam and making her all giggly. All in all, Emma looked a complete mess, or at least would do if you could see her under the thick gunge and multi-coloured foam.
Emma stood, smiling brightly in her gungey state. She looked Kelly in the eyes, who nodded, before walking over to a cubed shaped gunge tank. There were many pipes leading into this tank, all coming from a wide array of tanks behind the gunging area. Jenny saw the sickly colour of the gunge in the tanks, and was glad she decided that the gunk dunk was preferable. Kelly opened the tank up, and climbed in, lifting her dress so it didn’t drag. She stood under what was probably the largest gunge sprout in the whole room. There were many other pipes pointed at Kelly. It seemed the only way to get a fuller head to toe gunging would be to be dunked in the stuff, which Jenny needed no reminding of. Emma whispered, “This is our tank where most of the regurgitated gunge goes, meaning we don’t waste any, and makes even us less likely to use the tank.” She then showed the lever for Jenny to pull, and after taking a moment to get the image of a somewhat clean Kelly in her head, she duly obliged.
A couple of streams of thin gunk sprayed across Kelly. Jenny thought the stuff looked absolutely disgusting. The fur rim around the dress quickly matted down, taking on a greeny-brown colour. Another pipe started up from behind Kelly, making her squeak forwards as she clearly wasn’t expecting it. She looked towards Emma, who just smiled back. She had escaped the worse of the sprays, but that changed when a few from the front turned on to join the others, completing the surround spray. Kelly recoiled as gunge splattered across her face, while Jenny could clearly see more dribbling behind the fur. The dress was no longer white, and the bottom was slightly dipped in the rising pool of muddy water. Then, all at once, four more pipes spewed out more sludge, which had a thicker consistency to before. Kelly didn’t move much as she was battered by the sludge, although she did move a hand to hold her dress up. By now, Kelly was completely covered, with knee deep mire surrounding her. Of course, the other pipes showed no sign of slowing, so Jenny gasped when the big daddy of pipes kicked in.
Ton upon ton of muddy style gunge poured in a wide torrent engulfing Kelly in a rush. Neither Jenny nor Emma could hear the squeak Kelly let out in what was sheer shock of the stuff coming at her. They couldn’t see Kelly at all for the full five seconds that the river of muck lasted, save for a brief moment where she leaned forward to catch her breath. After that, the whole system shut off, and Jenny got to see the spectacular effect of that much gunge sloshing around the tank, and around Kelly. Kelly herself was absolutely plastered from head to toe in mud. Her dress had slipped off her chest entirely, although there wasn’t much to see with the thick mud (and everyone had seen it all anyway). The pool that had formed came up to about her waist, and if she had lain down, it would probably have looked like a badly proportioned mud bath. Still, Kelly just stood in the muck for a long moment, even if you could easily tell that she had enjoyed the experience.
After a moment, Kelly looked up, and upon seeing the other two, squelched over to the door. Emma lifted the top half of the tank door open, so Kelly could get out without letting the slurry gunge spreading everywhere. Kelly climbed out, pulling the already messy Emma into a full on hug, making Jenny having to shake her head to remind herself that they were both happily married. When they pulled apart from each other, they turned to Jenny with identical evil smiles. Jenny started heading over to the gunk dunk tank over to one side. She climbed a set of stairs to an upper level, where she could see a track system being built to the left hand side. “Don’t worry about that, we’re just building a full on system like they used to have on Noel’s House Party.” To the right, Jenny saw her destination. She eased herself onto the seat, which was midway up the ramp. She let out a breath against her tight top of her dress. After a few moments, the seat slowly descended, until Jenny was sat right above the swirling green slime, ready to begin.
Kelly had taken the position behind the levers, now completely naked, albeit the covering of a mud like slurry. Emma was on the other side, ready to ask the questions.
“Hello everyone, today we have Jenny sat, ready to take a drop in the slop. Now, I’m going to ask you three questions. Get them right, and you stay where you are. Get them wrong however, and what do we do Kelly?”
“We crank her up Emma.”
“ After three questions, Kelly will pull the lever so you can get your just desserts. Are you ready?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
“Good. First question. What sport did I play in school?”
“No idea.”
“It was Hockey Jenny. Up you go.” Jenny squealed above the loud cranking noise as she was pulled up the ramp.
“Where was Kelly’s parents married?”
“Erm, Manchester?”
“Close, but no cigar. Liverpool actually. Crank her up.” Jenny looked quite scared as she pulled further from the gunge.
“Now, final question. How old was I when I met Peter?”
“Seventeen.”
“Nope, we met first day of high school, even if it took him 6 years to ask me out.”
Jenny sighed at the inevitable as she was cranked all the way up to the top of the launch ramp. Sirens blared and red lights flashed all around her heightening the tension she was already feeling about what lay below. She patted down the light blue skirt over her bare legs before wriggling into a more comfortable position. She looked around the room at the vast array of gunge tanks that had been built or set up in some way. She could still see the green remnants of the gunge tank that she had started in. Well, this tank would make her ever the more green.
“Jenny, you came here today expecting to be having a meal, and instead find yourself sat at the top of a launch ramp above a gunge dunk in a fairytale costume. For that, we commend you. However, you now have to take the final punishment. Kelly, if you please.” Kelly nodded, then pulled the lever beside her.
Jenny heard the pistons releasing gas as her chair jolted into motion. She stared at the pool of green gunge she was heading towards, and screamed as the chair picked up speed. The pool kept on growing in size, until Jenny could feel some slime being poured onto her from above, splashing across the back of her hair. She fell forwards off the chair as it suddenly leant downwards and pushed her down powerfully. The gunge seemed to rush up towards her before reflex shut her eyes. She hit the gunge face first, sloping under the surface as the rest of her body followed. Jenny rose quickly, allowing the gunge to flow off of her. It was thick stuff, but could flow easily off the gungee. Jenny spread her hands to brush back her gungy hair. It didn’t help much as there was a still load of goo left in her hair. The gunge had tightened up her dress, although some had still slipped into her cleavage making her feel uncomfortable. She shrieked, ducking down from a further onslaught of gunk smacked down from above. After that had subsided, Jenny stood up in the pool. The gunge pool was so deep that the gunge could creep into her cleavage.
“Well I see that you got well and truly gunged today. Me and Kelly hoped you’ve enjoyed yourself somewhat, even if we roped you into it at first.” Jenny just rolled her eyes. “We’re going to go get cleaned up, before we meet up with our lovely husbands.”
Jenny was already planning her revenge.