Written by PML — 2011 — from WamLibrary
bondage, f/f, slime
Kelly looked over at Emma. “So, what do you fancy doing today?”
Emma shrugged. “I don’t know. Nothing much really.”
Kelly smiled. “That sounds like just the sort of day I had in mind. Shame the boys are…” Kelly stopped as a loud bell rang. “You’re not expecting anyone today, are you?”
Emma frowned. “You know, somebody said to expect someone, but they were a little vague on the details.” She walked over to the intercom. “Jeff, please escort whoever’s at the door to join us in the living room.”
Two minutes later, Jeff knocked and announced, “May I present to you Miss Alexandre Hendry.”
A short slim woman with light brown hair wandered in, taking in Emma and Kelly. “I think I prefer to be called Alex if you don’t mind.”
“Actually, we’re gonna call you Alexandre, that’s how we do things,” Kelly said coolly.
“Well, if PML can be bothered to keep writing out the full name, by all means,” Alex replied, sneering at Kelly. “Ah, I see I’m right.”
Emma smiled. “Yes, I guess he can be that way. I still remember that minesweeper addiction he had. God knows how he managed to replace that.”
“He got a new game on his xbox. Had no time for writing stories, never mind minesweeper. Still, perhaps it is best we show our guest around.” Kelly put her arm around Alex’s shoulder and started guiding her out of the room. “You see, you’ve been on our radar for a while. We heard about your escapades amongst our friends.”
Alex stopped short. “Yeah, so? I’ve heard all about how you did a bunch of stuff in your spare time with your husbands. And that’s not even taking into account all them famous folk…”
Emma interrupted Alex with a quick sharp breath. “I wondered if you’d bring that up. Listen, what messages I send those boys is might business. They enjoy it as much as the next person.”
Kelly looked over at Emma. “I think she’s referring to that room over there.”
Emma blushed. “Oh. Nevermind.”
Alex looked at her. “You know Emma is a very common name. There’s yourself, that university dom, and the one with the annoying kids…”
Emma smiled. “Nevermind them, I was the original. At any rate, Alex, we’ve arrived at your destination.”
Alex was taken aback. “My destination? Wait, what? I’m just walking around to show you where I can have some fun with you. I’ve got nothing here for me…”
Comprehension dawned on Alex’s face, and her demeanour suddenly went from sneering to defensive faster than you can say ‘I don’t know’. She slipped free from Kelly’s arm and looked at the two girls, who were very much amused at the situation.
“Oh you’re just part of some story, which readers are reading right now, waiting to see how you get gunged, and how embarrassing I’m going to make it for ya.”
Kelly started laughing loudly at Alex, although Emma let some chuckles escape. “Ah yes, the story. The voiceover man did mention that. I believe he originally let us loose amongst some forums, before getting pissed off at some guy called Yuck, then he found a friendlier place on a blog site, found his voice properly, and was able to crack out some of his best work, and we enjoyed every word of it.”
Emma said, “Of course, he then found that Yuck had followed him. I mean, why Yuck, why? Anyway, recently, he found there were bigger concerns.”
“Namely you Alex,” Kelly said, pointing at the young woman who was showing just an inkling of fear. “Somebody who was upsetting the natural balance of things, even more than Yuck. Someone who wasn’t so excited at each of the posts. Someone who saw the blog stories, and invaded them.”
“And you didn’t just invade them, no, you nearly caused a riot. I mean, poor Louise. You had her almost crying as you gave her a messing so bad. Don’t you know what she went through last year?”
Emma spoke up, “And how could you do that to Suzi. I mean sure, credit for such a thorough infiltration, but you damn near broke Suzi. It wasn’t enough to gunge her, no you actually had to humiliate her for all she’s worth. God help you when she gets her revenge.”
“Wh…” was all Alex could muster.
Kelly said, “You then pretend you’ve been invited onto that gameshow, and gunge one of our favourite breakfast presenters. If she hadn’t been so smug, you would have a lot more angry readers than you already did. Those readers really didn’t like what you were doing.”
“But I think the step too far was attacking the Gunge Grand Prix. You know it’s run by the voiceover man, don’t you? Well, never attack the property of someone who lives with no fourth wall. It’ll always have a messy end.”
Alex went very white. Looking quickly between Kelly and Emma, she broke free from Kelly’s arm, and ran back the way she had come, disappearing round the corner. The two ladies looked at each other, smiled, before walking through the door into a very familiar room – the one filled with gunge tanks big and small. The girls paid them no mind, since they had seen them so many times that they felt like home, comforting toys and such. Also, they were heading straight to a gunge tank in the centre of the room, inside which was Alex, who after a moment’s disorientation, started screaming and banging on the door.
“Let me out you bitches!! How the fuck did I end up here anyway?!”
“Now Now Alexandre, you’re gonna have to play nice for my girls, after all, your fate rests in their hands.”
A deep voice resounded out seemingly from nowhere, yet everywhere at the same time. Alex froze at that point, something making her uneasy. Suddenly, as if a blog writer had just told her, she knew exactly what was going on, and screamed at the top of her lungs, holding the note for a full ten seconds before she ran out of breath. Kelly and Emma just stared at her, leaving her in her anguish, possibly even preparing for the revenge ahead. Breathing hard, Alex sat down upon the seat inside the gunge tank. She jumped when the voiceover man spoke up again.
“You’ve caused quite a stir Miss Hendry. No one seems to like what you’ve been doing. Heck, I saw someone complaining over at ECGunge about your behaviour, begging someone to sort it out. I was surprised you followed them, but I guess if you had started on our little blog, why not expand to the other place of mess. Of course, when you hit the GGP, that’s when I knew you had to be taken down. It’s one thing to invade the stories, but to invade the very essence of the site?”
Alex’s eyes flickered all around her, worried as she spied one massive gunge tank after another. Hell, whatever that huge statue over that one side was, it didn’t look inviting. The voiceover man continued, “So, you came along to invade this little story? Yes Alex, I know it’s a story. You know it’s a story. Hey, even Eddie knows it’s just a story. But this is a very different type of world. Maybe you should realise I’m in complete control. You know, I noticed you never wanted to get messy yourself, but were always willing to dish it out. Well, I made the gunge pink for you.”
Thick pink gunge fell suddenly over Alex, and splattered all over the small girl, who managed to simultaneously let out a bigger scream than before, while twisting herself out of the direct line of fire. While the surprise meant she couldn’t avoid some gunge on her pretty little hair, she did her best to avoid any more gunge. This resulted in Alex being relatively clean when the stream turned off, although by the way she was panicking, you wouldn’t know it. She pulled at her hair frantically, as if able to pull the gunge off instead of rubbing it in further, but soon found herself exhausted.
The door opened in front of her, but before she could entertain ideas of escaping (although she still had no idea how the last the attempt had failed), Kelly and Emma had grabbed her and half dragged her across the floor to another gunge tank, one which had brushes typically found in a car wash. Kelly placed Alex down, saying, “I think we might have to tie you down for this one, we can’t let you get off so easily. We’re not just throwing you in a gunge tank with a simple slap-on-the-wrist warning here.” Alex struggled against her bonds, but it was no use, she was tightly bound to the chair, and right about to head to directly under huge tank of green slime.
The fear radiating from Alex was palpable. Was it the fear of getting messy? Was it the humiliation? Was it just possibly that she wasn’t in control? Anyway… Wait you want an answer? It’s a rhetorical question you know, make your own mind up. As I was saying… Alex was shaking as Emma started up the machine (they’ve gone digital now), and she started edging forward, right into the brushes which were spinning mightily fast. She could really feel the tension, up until her head was forced between the brushes, messing up her hair (not that it wasn’t already messy by this point), not to mention the fine spray of water soaked Alex quite thoroughly, although this did have a side effect of some gunge flowing off her.
That was little comfort when the water turned off, and Alex found the chair had stopped moving, although her bonds did prevent her from looking anywhere. A siren blared, one Alex could swear she knew from somewhere, but was soon distracted as the green gunge fell right upon her head, continuously splashing down off of it and all over her squirming body, which thrashed to no avail against the ropes holding her. Alex was completely engulfed by the goo, unable to see anything but the green gunk slowing dribbling down her face. She whimpered as she could feel the slimey stuff slip under her clothes into places it clearly didn’t belong. No matter what she thought, Alex the blog invader had been well and truly gunged.
The gunge stopped, the chair jerked forward, and Alex found herself out amongst Emma and Kelly again. They didn’t look the least bit sorry for her. In fact the best way to describe their faces is that laughter of when you see someone you don’t like fail (felt this on many occasion with respect to Liverpool). Alex was just crestfallen, her spirit broken, although she was hating every part of her current predicament.
“You know Alex, they have a nickname for me at work. I am the Hand of God. Maybe you’re just realising why. But maybe since this is a story, I could just have you cleaned up at a snap of a finger.”
Scarcely believing it, Alex was able to look up, although it would be fair to say she didn’t feel clean. That would require many a working shower.
“Although, I can also make you relive the whole experience again.”
Of course it was too good to be true, Alex couldn’t escape scott free. Alex suddenly found herself back at the beginning of the previous tank, sliding through the wet brushes again. Strangely though, everything was going much faster, like twice the speed. Having gone through this once though didn’t help Alex as she still squirmed when the green gunk hit her, and still found herself utterly destroyed by gunged.
Alex found that she was then being taken over to another gunge tank. She put up little resistance at this point, resigned to the ordeal she was being put through now. She absolutely loved gunging others, especially when she made them cry like Suzi, but now she was getting the full thrashing, tears were beginning to form. Alex sat on the seat that she was placed on, legs swinging away, slightly thankful to not be tied up, but still utterly embarrassed and humiliated.
Alex barely reacted when some orange slime splashed over her, simply placing her head in her hands and letting the gunge wash over her. She remained that way as Kelly nodded to Emma. Alex screamed however when her seat dropped down without warning, and she splashed down into some sort of gunk, not that she could see since the lighting was so poor. That became a bigger issue when a trapdoor closed over her head, sealing her in.
She was just swimming around in the dark when… Hello, can I have the POV back please? This my story, and your humiliation Alex. Where was I? Ah yes, Kelly pulled the interloper out from the gunge tank that I haven’t really named. They then take the girl we love to hate (or in some cases, just hate), over to her final task of her current ordeal (although I say nothing of what’s to come for her, you know, I think I’m being relatively tame). They sat her on the top of the GYOB gunk dunk pool, which was filled to the brim with light blue slime. Alex was already covered head to toe in grey gunge from the previous tank, although you could make out the green and orange slime.
“So, our time with you is nearly up. We’re just going to chuck you in our little pool here, then send you through cyberspace to let some other have their revenge. God help you when Emma get’s her claws on you, our Emma is domestic compared to her. I’m sticking this right where everyone can see this, so everyone will know you’ve met your match, and have come up short this time. And don’t think of taking this story down. I rule the fourth wall.”
The voiceover man stopped speaking, and the piston released Alex to gravity. Some last bit of dignity must have resided within her, because she screamed even louder, growing in pitch as she sped towards the drop. Alexandre flew straight through the air and splashed straight into the pool, right under with barely a ripple. She surfaced quite quickly, but as soon as she had taken a breath, she was gone, on to her next adventure, while Kelly and Emma were left with the sound of splashing slime.
Kelly looked at Emma. “So, before we go read up on the results, what do you fancy doing today?”
Emma grinned. “Oh, nothing much really. But the Voiceover man did leave us with all our tanks in working order, full to the brim…”
Kelly smiled back.