Hi again Hayley, its time for your next treatment...
You have now changed from working at the hotel to the bank and you have been put in charge of overdrafts etc for local businesses which is not a popular posting as it involved bank charges.
One particularly irate customer has asked you to come and attend at his catering establishment to run through the latest round of charges so you decide to fit him in as the last visit and go home afterwards. AS you have arranged to go out afterwards you decide to save some time by getting your make up, hair and manicure etc done first and just wear your work uniform and no underwear.
The uniform is a bright red suit with a short blazer with a couple of buttons and tailored so it nips in at the waist with a knee length tight skirt, tight across your bum and a split up the back, a thin white cotton blouse and, you have decided to wear your silver tie strap five inch heels again (the only thing which survived from the last messing up)
looking and feeling quite horny but suitably officious, you walk across from the car park, case in hand to be let into the back office wher the two guys who run the business are waiting for you. They do not look happy and two girls are also in at the meeting, Liz, their financial advisor and Stephanie, the accountant. Both girls are attractive brunettes in their late 20s dressed in suits as are the two owners of the catering business.
"What do you mean by charging us over £400.00 last quarter for a returned direct debit?" one of them demands angrily.
You have none of it,
"but it says quite clearly in the terms of busines thats what the charges are" you reply primly, in a slightly condescending manner.
At that point the girls get up and leave the meeting and the argument goes on.
"we have had to order some extra stock in and, as a result of your bank messing us about over a direct debit, the customer cancelled, what do you suggest we do with it all, eh??"
Ranted the other partner
"not my problem" you reply, check first your balance
At that point the door opened to a large room behind the meeting room and Liz and Stephanie reappeared, not immediately recognisable from before. They had changed clothes and Stephanie was now dressed in a choolgirls uniform, but not one she would have worn to go to school in, it consisted of an obscenely short black skirt which did not even cover her pert backside and a white blouse which must have been at least two sizes too small for her, the buttons straining over her large breasts, the tie undone, and nothing else other than a black suspender belt, stockings and shiny patent black high heels.
Liz was squeezed into a skin tight black pvc catsuit and high heeled black patent thigh length boots, as she grabbed you, twisting your arm behind you and marched you to a chair in the middle of the room.
"Sit bitch" she ordered, and unable to summon a protest, you do. One of the two men then proceeded to tie you to the chair, your hands behind your back, and left you unable to resist the forthcoming onslaught.
"This is how we are going to use up all the food we have wasted thanks to you"
Said the other guy and a dozen eggs were smashed over your head, one by one, each of the four of them taking a turn. More were then emptied in your jacket pockets and broken, and Stephanie, the schoolgirl, then proceeded to ram a deep bowl of instant dessert over your head.
Your face and hair already a mess, a bucket of baked beans followed, followed in turn by three more, of soup, treacle and whipped cream.
A barrage of pies was next. THe two girls firstly slammed one into each side of your head and a relentless barrage then followed, full into your face, you lose count after the eighteenth or nineteenth and are powerless to resist as you are at length untied and frog marched over to a huge vat containg a variety of chocolatey looking goo, at least three feet deep and one of the guys picks you up and throws you into it, head first.
You writhe around in this mess for a minute or two and then feel yourself being dragged over to a huge three tier cake, made out of flour and water and topped with sticky red icing. Liz, in the by now slightly splattered pvc and boots roughly pushes you into it.
You find yourself breathless as you fall over, covered in every concieveable goo and are hauled to your feet and pushed roughly into yet another massive pie as you are bent over the table.
You feel someone grab the back of your tight skirt, i is Stephanie, and it is then ripped right up to the waistband as one of the guys grabs one side of your jacket, ripping the seam and tearing it in half down the back. The other one tears open your blouse, the buttons flying off and ripping the remains apart as you feel the size of a massively erect 13 inch cock forcing into you from behind as the other guy and the two girls egg him on
"fuck the bitch, give her what she wants" etc
As you lok up the other guys cock, almost as big as his mates is forced into your mouth and the two of them begin to really dish it out to you, not stopping or even slackening off whilst the two girls are kissing each other, serving to rouse the guys to pound into you ever more harder and more urgently.
Eventually they have come inside you and all over you, hotly and stickily and can do no more to you, leaving the girls to get o work on you with two dildos while they watch.
What is next for our heroine Hayley we ask.....
Hope you like it
Luv
Mr Angry
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Untl
Let Hayley Have It (again)
by paulthepieman » 04 Jun 2008, 16:44
Hi Hayley
Hope you have plenty of batteries for that rabbit of your, because this is a bit of a long one, enjoy!
Paul
Hayley the Traffic Warden, sorry Traffic Enforcement Officer (part 2)
It was now just over a month since you had been kidnapped by the enraged shopkeepers annoyed at you ticketing cars parked outside their shops. Since then you have continued to patrol the area and have heard no more about the incident, although your heart does miss a beat and you panties become slightly moist every time you see a transit van.
Anyway it is 5pm and you have returned to your base at the Town Hall after another day walking the streets ticketing cars as you are meeting some friends for a drink after work you go into the staff locker room and change out of your uniform and change into your outfit for the night, which is a short green miniskirt and a tight black t-shirt which clings to your bra less tits, underneath you are wearing a black g-string and no bra, and on you feet you are wearing a pair of killer 7 inch heals.
Just as you are about to leave there is a knock on the locker room door and in walk Lucy Nicholas the (very) Personal Assistant (if office gossip is to be believed) to, the Head of Parking, Mr Ivor Bigcock, Lucy (origionally from Australia) is around 21 year old is 5ft 9 tall slim with long blond hair hanging loose, she is wearing a short navy blue skirt and jacket with a faint silver pin stripe and a tight white low cut silk blouse which show off her surgically enhanced 36EE breasts, she to is wearing 4 inch stiletto shows and underneath is wearing a white lacy bra and matching set of knickers. She also has a lovely brown all over tan which she acquired on a recent fact finding mission with Mr Bigcock to Barbados.
“Hayley just the person” said Lucy, “Mr Bigcock wants to see you in his office immediately, this is a very serious matter” you start to smirk as you can never keep a straight face when you hear his name, “its no laughing matter” snarls Lucy as you follow her through the completely empty Town Hall building until you reach the management offices on the top floor, you see the door marked Ivor Bigcock, Lucy knock on it and leads you in.
The large office is contract to the rest of the building is smartly decorated with plush carpets and oak paneling on the walls and leather sofas to one side and Mr Bigcocks large desk to the other. Mr Bigcock is a large gentleman about 50 balding and wearing glasses, he is wearing a black suit, maroon shirt and a rather garish green and pink striped tie and unbeknown to you a pair of white M&S Y-fronts. He is sat behind his desk which has an array of office equipment on it. He asks you to take a seat on one of the posh leather chairs in front of his desk and Lucy with her clipboard in hand, sits on another chair to the side of were you sit, you notice that the way Lucy is sitting with her legs open and due to the length of her skirt that you can see up her skirt and can clearly see her knickers, you put this to the back of your mind as you are too worried about what you have been summoned here for.
After what seems like a life time Ivor speaks “Thank you for coming her tonight Hayley, I know its late, but an allegation has come to my attention that you have caused unlawful damage to Council Property, this is a serious matter and I therefore need to investigate”, “what damage” you stammer as the shock of the allegation hits you.
“I have in my possession” Ivor continues, “a photograph of you which quite clearly show you either damaging or allowing Council Property to be damaged”, you are to shocked to say anything and Ivor continues “it you would like to look at this picture and tell me what is going on”, he hands you a copy of a picture which one of the blokes took on his mobile when you had been kidnapped, gunged and fucked senseless by the shopkeepers, you are shocked and wonder what to say before gasping “what damage to Council Property?”, “your hat!” he replies “we don’t care what you get up to in your own time, but you can clearly see there are several dints in the hat and under section 4, paragraph 7, subsection 29c of your contract of employment this constitutes damage to council property” he says rather sharply.
Your mind is going 50 to the dozen but you realize he doesn’t know the incident happened during work hours so you decide you have nothing to lose “someone filled by hat with custard and rammed it on my head” you reply wondering if he will believe you, “custard” he replies “I don’t believe you, I want to know the truth NOW!”, oh well you think nothing to lose so you tell him everything, Lucy is sat silently apparently taking notes only pausing to smile at you every now and then. Once you have finished Ivor says “so you are telling me your hat was didn’t by being filled with custard and rammed on your head”, “yes” you reply, “like this” he said as he suddenly stood up from his desk, stooping to pick up a regulation issue traffic wardens hat, filled to the brim with custard and walked over to Lucy and suddenly rammed it onto her head, Lucy did not even look up from her minute taking as the custard squirted out all down her back and dribbled over her face and onto her jacket and blouse. You can’t quite believe what you have seen as Ivor then picks up another identical hat and plants it firmly onto your head the custard running all over you tight black T-shirt. Lucy is now laugh her head off, Ivor turns to both of you and says “right ladies please follow me” and leads you through an adjoining door into a large room it looks like it is normally used for official functions but on this occasion it is empty apart from some large tables at the far end which are covered in every type of food imaginable and a number of chairs. As you walk through Lucy looks at you still wearing the hat and rubs a drop of custard that is on you tits and gives you a sexy wink. You start to relax, you are not sure what is going on but it might just be fun.
Once in the room Ivor asks you to sit and he tells you in strict tones “that from what you have told him earlier that you have indeed damaged Council Property but instead of sacking you he has asked Miss Nicholas to administer your punishment” with that Lucy stands up walks around behind you and you feel hand cuffs being applied leaving you helpless.
Ivor takes a seat to the side and you wait as Lucy surveys the contents of the table, she selects a large tub of softish ice cream and walks behind you, removes your hat and starts to pour it onto your hair, rubbing it in as she does so turning you hair into a matted mess, next she picks up a large jug of chocolate sauce and pours it over the front of you head so that it runs down over your face and onto you tight shirt, next she picks up 2 jugs of custard and pours one down your front and one down the back, next she picks up a large strawberry gateau and slams it into your face, this is quickly followed by 2 chocolate gateau to the sides of the face and another two straight onto your tits. Lucy rubs these last 2 in and can feel you erect nipples below your thin shirt.
Next she grabs a jug of beans and takes hold of your shirt and the neck and tips it down the front of your shirt with the beans running down over your tits, she quickly follows this with a jug of spaghetti, one of mushy peas and one of custard which all go down the same route. So that you tits are now completely covered and the mess is running out of the bottom of you shirt onto your miniskirt.
As Lucy goes to select her next weapon you glance across and notice Ivor watching intently and from the bulge in his pants you can tell he is well named but before you can think about him anymore Lucy pours a large bucket of thick porridge over your head which slowly envelops your whole upper body, Lucy quickly starts to rub it in all over your head and body, paying particular attention to your nipples which are still standing to attention, then without any warning she grabs the front of your t-shirt and rips it straight down the front to expose your already messy breasts which she quickly starts to fondle. At this point Ivor looks up and says “that’s enough now Lucy I think you can untie Hayley, she has learnt her lesson now”.
Lucy undoes your handcuffs and takes a seat, she has a smug grin on her face and you sense revenge in the air, you stand up and grab the 2 traffic wardens hats Lucy has set on the table, you fill one with a jug of custard and the other with beans you look across at Lucy and can sense she knows what’s coming so you quickly walk over and slam the hat of custard onto her head, before she has time to act you remove it and slam the hat of beans in its place as she throws her head forward with this impact the mix of custard and beans falls down her front into her cavernous cleavage, next you grabs 2 dozen eggs and break them over her some over her head some into her cleavage and even some in her jacket and blouse pockets, next you grab a tub of soft margarine which you pour down her blouse and over her tits.
At this point Lucy decides enough is enough and jumps up making a grab for you skirt which unfortunately comes away leaving you stood only in your black g-string you retaliate by grabbing a large cake and ramming it into her face making her fall back ward landing flat on her back in the middle of the previous mess, before she has a chance to move you grab 2 buckets of treacle and cover her from head to toe, then as she is struggling to get up you dump a giant bucket of salad cream over her head, as she rises to her feet with gunge all over her lovely suit and blouse you grab a pair of scissors and cut away he jacket leaving a strange looking white patch were the back of her blouse isn’t covered, but its not white for long as you pour a bucket of porridge over her head and rub it is, as you rub over her blouse you grab at her blouse and watch as the buttons spring off and unveil her enormous boobs delicately held in her stained lacy bra you quickly stain it even more by enveloping it in a barrage of custard pies followed by a barrage to her face, as Lucy wipes the pie from her eyes you quickly undo her bra and allow her giant tits to bounce free, next you lift Lucy’s skirt and cut off her panties and tell her to sit on her chair as she does so she is blissfully unaware you have placed a large trifle there which she sits in she then jumps up and pulls out you g-string and stick a large chocolate éclair in before yanking the g-string up to give you a giant wedgie, at which point the g-string snaps and leaves you too completely naked.
At this point you both burst out in a fit of the giggles and glance across at Ivor who is sat there totally clean wanking him self off on the sight of the 2 of you fighting in the gunge. You glance at Lucy and she smiles and nods toward Ivor, he is too busy wanking to notice the 2 of you approaching until he feels 2 buckets of porridge tipped over his head as he suddenly realizes what happens he stands up and Lucy pulls his jacket of and removes his tie and you pelt him with pies and tip buckets of custard over his head, with him well covered and totally speechless you make a grab for his shirt and rip the front open, to reveal a hairy chest and bigger man boobs than Simon Cowell, you then coat the top half of his body in treacle and move porridge.
Then Lucy makes her move (which she had obviously done before) she undoes Ivor’s belt and pull out the front of his trousers and y-fronts and pours in a jug of spaghetti, she then grabs a jug of rice pudding and tips that in as well, she then rams her hand into the gunge and starts massaging into his cock and balls, “come on” she says “there’s plenty of room” so you too ram your hand into his pants and rub the gunge into his balls and giant 15 inch erect cock, with her spare hand Lucy undoes the button and zip on Ivor’s trousers and they fall to the ground to reveal the stained y-fronts with you both wanking him off, you remove your hand and grab a large chocolate cake and slid it into the back of his pants and stuck both hands in to rub it right in.
By this point Lucy has got both hands on his cock rubbing it hard until she can take it no longer she yanks down his pant and starts giving him a blow job, as she does this you grab a bucket of custard and slowly pour it over her head allowing her to taste a mix of custard and spunk as she suck him off, you then watch as Lucy beckons you over and pulls Ivor’s giant cock out of he mouth and lets you have the last few sucks before he shots his load, Ivor then lies flat on his back in the middle of the mess and you lower yourself onto his giant member and start shagging him, as you do this Lucy pours buckets of custars, beans and porridge over you before you notice her sneak out of the room, you don’t notice her return until you feel 2 hands on you backside and you glance around to see Lucy wearing a large 12 inch black strap on dildo which she rams into your arse as you continue to shag Ivor, when Ivor has come Lucy takes of the dildo and lies on the floor as Ivor get on top and starts riding the hell out of her you spot your moment, put on the strap on and ram it into Ivor’s arse, you hear him take a deep intake of breath as it goes in but you can tell he enjoys it. After a while you pull out of Ivor’s arse and he and Lucy part you then decide its your time to enjoy Lucy as you get into the 69 position and start licking out each others fannies. Ivor now for the 1st time starts pouring bucket upon bucket load of food over you both until you are both completely enveloped in it.
Then just as you are sucking each other off you hear the door handle, and in walk Stanislav (Stan to his friends) the Polish security guard, “what the hell is going on” he bellows “I noticed a light on and came to knock it off”, “its OK” said Ivor “I’m in charge of this”, “I don’t care” said Stan “I’ll have to report this”, Lucy and you jump up and run over to Stan you are now totally covered in mess “I’m sure that’s not necessary” said Lucy in her aussie drawl, “I’m sure we can do something to make you forget” she then slips her mess covered hand down onto his trousers giving him a grope and whispers to you “10 inch at least!”, go on then says Stan, but I can’t get the uniform messy or the boss will kill me, he quickly strips out of his white shirt, black trousers and white boxers and it is not long until both you and Lucy are sucking of his 10 incher, Lucy then takes his cock and starts rubbing it between her giant tits making it rock hard as she does so you and Ivor start pouring more buckets of mess over them until Stan too is completely covered, Lucy then lowers herself onto his cock and starts to shag him, in the meantime you and Ivor have started having sex amongst the mess, this continue for a while with you and Lucy both swapping partners on a number of occasion until just as Ivor is about to cum in your arse again a mobile goes off, “Oh fuck!” says Ivor “that will be the wife”, he grabs the phone and has a muffled conversation with her, when he comes off the phone he says “sorry folks we are going to have to stop now, its after 8pm and I was supposed to be home by now for a dinner party”.
He then leads the 3 of you out of the room and down a corridor to the executive councilors changing rooms with showers (they are really posh with gold taps and everything) you pair off into the shower booths you and Stan in 1, Lucy and Ivor in another, it takes ages for all the caked on gunge to come off and its not long before both you and Lucy are giving the boys blow jobs in the showers.
When you are both eventually clean you go each put on one of the white fluffy dressing gowns each adorned with the town crest and return to Ivor’s office, Stan puts on his uniform and returns to work, Ivor puts on a spare suit he keeps at work and Lucy take you into her office were she keeps spare outfits she select one which is a red leather mini skirt and tight black blouse, she tells you to select something to wear to go home in and you select a pair of black jeans and a tight white t-shirt, you both decide not to bother with underwear.
Before you leave Lucy asks if you would like to pop round her flat for a drink and you agree. As you leave the town hall by the back door Lucy produces one of the by now ruined traffic wardens hats and turns to Ivor and says “Look Ivor, Hayley was right they do dint”, “oh fair enough then Hayley, you can keep your job” replies Ivor as they get into the cars and drive off into the night.
The End
Hope you have plenty of batteries for that rabbit of your, because this is a bit of a long one, enjoy!
Paul
Hayley the Traffic Warden, sorry Traffic Enforcement Officer (part 2)
It was now just over a month since you had been kidnapped by the enraged shopkeepers annoyed at you ticketing cars parked outside their shops. Since then you have continued to patrol the area and have heard no more about the incident, although your heart does miss a beat and you panties become slightly moist every time you see a transit van.
Anyway it is 5pm and you have returned to your base at the Town Hall after another day walking the streets ticketing cars as you are meeting some friends for a drink after work you go into the staff locker room and change out of your uniform and change into your outfit for the night, which is a short green miniskirt and a tight black t-shirt which clings to your bra less tits, underneath you are wearing a black g-string and no bra, and on you feet you are wearing a pair of killer 7 inch heals.
Just as you are about to leave there is a knock on the locker room door and in walk Lucy Nicholas the (very) Personal Assistant (if office gossip is to be believed) to, the Head of Parking, Mr Ivor Bigcock, Lucy (origionally from Australia) is around 21 year old is 5ft 9 tall slim with long blond hair hanging loose, she is wearing a short navy blue skirt and jacket with a faint silver pin stripe and a tight white low cut silk blouse which show off her surgically enhanced 36EE breasts, she to is wearing 4 inch stiletto shows and underneath is wearing a white lacy bra and matching set of knickers. She also has a lovely brown all over tan which she acquired on a recent fact finding mission with Mr Bigcock to Barbados.
“Hayley just the person” said Lucy, “Mr Bigcock wants to see you in his office immediately, this is a very serious matter” you start to smirk as you can never keep a straight face when you hear his name, “its no laughing matter” snarls Lucy as you follow her through the completely empty Town Hall building until you reach the management offices on the top floor, you see the door marked Ivor Bigcock, Lucy knock on it and leads you in.
The large office is contract to the rest of the building is smartly decorated with plush carpets and oak paneling on the walls and leather sofas to one side and Mr Bigcocks large desk to the other. Mr Bigcock is a large gentleman about 50 balding and wearing glasses, he is wearing a black suit, maroon shirt and a rather garish green and pink striped tie and unbeknown to you a pair of white M&S Y-fronts. He is sat behind his desk which has an array of office equipment on it. He asks you to take a seat on one of the posh leather chairs in front of his desk and Lucy with her clipboard in hand, sits on another chair to the side of were you sit, you notice that the way Lucy is sitting with her legs open and due to the length of her skirt that you can see up her skirt and can clearly see her knickers, you put this to the back of your mind as you are too worried about what you have been summoned here for.
After what seems like a life time Ivor speaks “Thank you for coming her tonight Hayley, I know its late, but an allegation has come to my attention that you have caused unlawful damage to Council Property, this is a serious matter and I therefore need to investigate”, “what damage” you stammer as the shock of the allegation hits you.
“I have in my possession” Ivor continues, “a photograph of you which quite clearly show you either damaging or allowing Council Property to be damaged”, you are to shocked to say anything and Ivor continues “it you would like to look at this picture and tell me what is going on”, he hands you a copy of a picture which one of the blokes took on his mobile when you had been kidnapped, gunged and fucked senseless by the shopkeepers, you are shocked and wonder what to say before gasping “what damage to Council Property?”, “your hat!” he replies “we don’t care what you get up to in your own time, but you can clearly see there are several dints in the hat and under section 4, paragraph 7, subsection 29c of your contract of employment this constitutes damage to council property” he says rather sharply.
Your mind is going 50 to the dozen but you realize he doesn’t know the incident happened during work hours so you decide you have nothing to lose “someone filled by hat with custard and rammed it on my head” you reply wondering if he will believe you, “custard” he replies “I don’t believe you, I want to know the truth NOW!”, oh well you think nothing to lose so you tell him everything, Lucy is sat silently apparently taking notes only pausing to smile at you every now and then. Once you have finished Ivor says “so you are telling me your hat was didn’t by being filled with custard and rammed on your head”, “yes” you reply, “like this” he said as he suddenly stood up from his desk, stooping to pick up a regulation issue traffic wardens hat, filled to the brim with custard and walked over to Lucy and suddenly rammed it onto her head, Lucy did not even look up from her minute taking as the custard squirted out all down her back and dribbled over her face and onto her jacket and blouse. You can’t quite believe what you have seen as Ivor then picks up another identical hat and plants it firmly onto your head the custard running all over you tight black T-shirt. Lucy is now laugh her head off, Ivor turns to both of you and says “right ladies please follow me” and leads you through an adjoining door into a large room it looks like it is normally used for official functions but on this occasion it is empty apart from some large tables at the far end which are covered in every type of food imaginable and a number of chairs. As you walk through Lucy looks at you still wearing the hat and rubs a drop of custard that is on you tits and gives you a sexy wink. You start to relax, you are not sure what is going on but it might just be fun.
Once in the room Ivor asks you to sit and he tells you in strict tones “that from what you have told him earlier that you have indeed damaged Council Property but instead of sacking you he has asked Miss Nicholas to administer your punishment” with that Lucy stands up walks around behind you and you feel hand cuffs being applied leaving you helpless.
Ivor takes a seat to the side and you wait as Lucy surveys the contents of the table, she selects a large tub of softish ice cream and walks behind you, removes your hat and starts to pour it onto your hair, rubbing it in as she does so turning you hair into a matted mess, next she picks up a large jug of chocolate sauce and pours it over the front of you head so that it runs down over your face and onto you tight shirt, next she picks up 2 jugs of custard and pours one down your front and one down the back, next she picks up a large strawberry gateau and slams it into your face, this is quickly followed by 2 chocolate gateau to the sides of the face and another two straight onto your tits. Lucy rubs these last 2 in and can feel you erect nipples below your thin shirt.
Next she grabs a jug of beans and takes hold of your shirt and the neck and tips it down the front of your shirt with the beans running down over your tits, she quickly follows this with a jug of spaghetti, one of mushy peas and one of custard which all go down the same route. So that you tits are now completely covered and the mess is running out of the bottom of you shirt onto your miniskirt.
As Lucy goes to select her next weapon you glance across and notice Ivor watching intently and from the bulge in his pants you can tell he is well named but before you can think about him anymore Lucy pours a large bucket of thick porridge over your head which slowly envelops your whole upper body, Lucy quickly starts to rub it in all over your head and body, paying particular attention to your nipples which are still standing to attention, then without any warning she grabs the front of your t-shirt and rips it straight down the front to expose your already messy breasts which she quickly starts to fondle. At this point Ivor looks up and says “that’s enough now Lucy I think you can untie Hayley, she has learnt her lesson now”.
Lucy undoes your handcuffs and takes a seat, she has a smug grin on her face and you sense revenge in the air, you stand up and grab the 2 traffic wardens hats Lucy has set on the table, you fill one with a jug of custard and the other with beans you look across at Lucy and can sense she knows what’s coming so you quickly walk over and slam the hat of custard onto her head, before she has time to act you remove it and slam the hat of beans in its place as she throws her head forward with this impact the mix of custard and beans falls down her front into her cavernous cleavage, next you grabs 2 dozen eggs and break them over her some over her head some into her cleavage and even some in her jacket and blouse pockets, next you grab a tub of soft margarine which you pour down her blouse and over her tits.
At this point Lucy decides enough is enough and jumps up making a grab for you skirt which unfortunately comes away leaving you stood only in your black g-string you retaliate by grabbing a large cake and ramming it into her face making her fall back ward landing flat on her back in the middle of the previous mess, before she has a chance to move you grab 2 buckets of treacle and cover her from head to toe, then as she is struggling to get up you dump a giant bucket of salad cream over her head, as she rises to her feet with gunge all over her lovely suit and blouse you grab a pair of scissors and cut away he jacket leaving a strange looking white patch were the back of her blouse isn’t covered, but its not white for long as you pour a bucket of porridge over her head and rub it is, as you rub over her blouse you grab at her blouse and watch as the buttons spring off and unveil her enormous boobs delicately held in her stained lacy bra you quickly stain it even more by enveloping it in a barrage of custard pies followed by a barrage to her face, as Lucy wipes the pie from her eyes you quickly undo her bra and allow her giant tits to bounce free, next you lift Lucy’s skirt and cut off her panties and tell her to sit on her chair as she does so she is blissfully unaware you have placed a large trifle there which she sits in she then jumps up and pulls out you g-string and stick a large chocolate éclair in before yanking the g-string up to give you a giant wedgie, at which point the g-string snaps and leaves you too completely naked.
At this point you both burst out in a fit of the giggles and glance across at Ivor who is sat there totally clean wanking him self off on the sight of the 2 of you fighting in the gunge. You glance at Lucy and she smiles and nods toward Ivor, he is too busy wanking to notice the 2 of you approaching until he feels 2 buckets of porridge tipped over his head as he suddenly realizes what happens he stands up and Lucy pulls his jacket of and removes his tie and you pelt him with pies and tip buckets of custard over his head, with him well covered and totally speechless you make a grab for his shirt and rip the front open, to reveal a hairy chest and bigger man boobs than Simon Cowell, you then coat the top half of his body in treacle and move porridge.
Then Lucy makes her move (which she had obviously done before) she undoes Ivor’s belt and pull out the front of his trousers and y-fronts and pours in a jug of spaghetti, she then grabs a jug of rice pudding and tips that in as well, she then rams her hand into the gunge and starts massaging into his cock and balls, “come on” she says “there’s plenty of room” so you too ram your hand into his pants and rub the gunge into his balls and giant 15 inch erect cock, with her spare hand Lucy undoes the button and zip on Ivor’s trousers and they fall to the ground to reveal the stained y-fronts with you both wanking him off, you remove your hand and grab a large chocolate cake and slid it into the back of his pants and stuck both hands in to rub it right in.
By this point Lucy has got both hands on his cock rubbing it hard until she can take it no longer she yanks down his pant and starts giving him a blow job, as she does this you grab a bucket of custard and slowly pour it over her head allowing her to taste a mix of custard and spunk as she suck him off, you then watch as Lucy beckons you over and pulls Ivor’s giant cock out of he mouth and lets you have the last few sucks before he shots his load, Ivor then lies flat on his back in the middle of the mess and you lower yourself onto his giant member and start shagging him, as you do this Lucy pours buckets of custars, beans and porridge over you before you notice her sneak out of the room, you don’t notice her return until you feel 2 hands on you backside and you glance around to see Lucy wearing a large 12 inch black strap on dildo which she rams into your arse as you continue to shag Ivor, when Ivor has come Lucy takes of the dildo and lies on the floor as Ivor get on top and starts riding the hell out of her you spot your moment, put on the strap on and ram it into Ivor’s arse, you hear him take a deep intake of breath as it goes in but you can tell he enjoys it. After a while you pull out of Ivor’s arse and he and Lucy part you then decide its your time to enjoy Lucy as you get into the 69 position and start licking out each others fannies. Ivor now for the 1st time starts pouring bucket upon bucket load of food over you both until you are both completely enveloped in it.
Then just as you are sucking each other off you hear the door handle, and in walk Stanislav (Stan to his friends) the Polish security guard, “what the hell is going on” he bellows “I noticed a light on and came to knock it off”, “its OK” said Ivor “I’m in charge of this”, “I don’t care” said Stan “I’ll have to report this”, Lucy and you jump up and run over to Stan you are now totally covered in mess “I’m sure that’s not necessary” said Lucy in her aussie drawl, “I’m sure we can do something to make you forget” she then slips her mess covered hand down onto his trousers giving him a grope and whispers to you “10 inch at least!”, go on then says Stan, but I can’t get the uniform messy or the boss will kill me, he quickly strips out of his white shirt, black trousers and white boxers and it is not long until both you and Lucy are sucking of his 10 incher, Lucy then takes his cock and starts rubbing it between her giant tits making it rock hard as she does so you and Ivor start pouring more buckets of mess over them until Stan too is completely covered, Lucy then lowers herself onto his cock and starts to shag him, in the meantime you and Ivor have started having sex amongst the mess, this continue for a while with you and Lucy both swapping partners on a number of occasion until just as Ivor is about to cum in your arse again a mobile goes off, “Oh fuck!” says Ivor “that will be the wife”, he grabs the phone and has a muffled conversation with her, when he comes off the phone he says “sorry folks we are going to have to stop now, its after 8pm and I was supposed to be home by now for a dinner party”.
He then leads the 3 of you out of the room and down a corridor to the executive councilors changing rooms with showers (they are really posh with gold taps and everything) you pair off into the shower booths you and Stan in 1, Lucy and Ivor in another, it takes ages for all the caked on gunge to come off and its not long before both you and Lucy are giving the boys blow jobs in the showers.
When you are both eventually clean you go each put on one of the white fluffy dressing gowns each adorned with the town crest and return to Ivor’s office, Stan puts on his uniform and returns to work, Ivor puts on a spare suit he keeps at work and Lucy take you into her office were she keeps spare outfits she select one which is a red leather mini skirt and tight black blouse, she tells you to select something to wear to go home in and you select a pair of black jeans and a tight white t-shirt, you both decide not to bother with underwear.
Before you leave Lucy asks if you would like to pop round her flat for a drink and you agree. As you leave the town hall by the back door Lucy produces one of the by now ruined traffic wardens hats and turns to Ivor and says “Look Ivor, Hayley was right they do dint”, “oh fair enough then Hayley, you can keep your job” replies Ivor as they get into the cars and drive off into the night.
The End
Pie Pie for now
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Re: Let Hayley Have It (again)
by Hayley » 21 Nov 2011, 11:04
Hi all,
Somebody has written asking me to reinstate this idea, and naturally I am delighted to!
After spending the summer being a poorly bunny I need some over-the-top sploshing fantasies so bring them on. Dress me up, mess me up and do just whatever you like!!
All my love and big squishy snogs
Hayley xxx
Somebody has written asking me to reinstate this idea, and naturally I am delighted to!
After spending the summer being a poorly bunny I need some over-the-top sploshing fantasies so bring them on. Dress me up, mess me up and do just whatever you like!!
All my love and big squishy snogs
Hayley xxx
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