[Story] Mucking in the Garden (kind of a sequel)

[Grey]

Since there was an interest to the story that I wrote about Hayley in the Mud, here is a stand-alone sequel to the story, picking up the next day.

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Waking up in the mud pit, Hayley turned over as the drying muck, feeling it pinching her skin as it dried. While her mistress had been in the house she had removed the rest of her PVC and had spent the night naked in the mud. She couldn't think of the number of times she climaxed through the night as her dreams focused on the fact that she was again publicly humliated for her mistress and had obviously done well enough that she was allowed to stay in the pit all night. Every time she moved she could feel the muck slithering between her legs, raising goosebumps on her even though there wasn't an inch of bare skin to be seen anywhere on her body underneath the thick mud. Even her hair was coated throughly, only little highlights of the true colour showing through the black ooze.

With her teeth biting down on her lower lip she continued to work the mud between her legs until she wimpered and grunted with pleasure, writhing in the black ooze, feeling it all over her inside and out. Gasping in the early morning mist she rolled over onto her stomach and made herself comfortable with her ass in the air and legs spread, the cool mud pressing firmly up against her.

The sound of a door unlatching shook her out of her world of pure sensation and looking up there was her Mistress strolling out in nothing more than a silk robe that was hanging open loosely. Seeing her breasts swaying with the walk and seeing the flashes of her Mistress upper thighs made her moan and she started to lift herself out of the muck. Stopping and planting her bare foot on Hayley's head, her Mistress showed the well toned muscles in her calves and thighs and her total lack of underwear as she shoved Hayley's face down into the muck.

"Did I say you could get out of the mud?", her Mistress purred while grinding her foot onto the back of Hayley's head. Feeling the foot lifting off her head, Hayley raised her head enough so that she could breathe through her mouth and tasting the mud on her teeth. "No ma'am.", she responded meekly.

"You will have a busy day ahead of you today once you get cleaned up.", her Mistress stated flatly and coldly as she did up her robe. Pointing at the hose pipe, she added "Wash yourself off over there, make sure you are completely clean. I mean completely. There is every chance I will check to make sure."

Nodding, Hayley sat on her knees in the mud, looking up at her Mistress. "I have trained you well, you may crawl over there and begin.", she said with a smirk.

Crawling over on her hands and knees through the dewy grass, Hayley reached the corner next to a shed. There was a hosepipe, bucket, bar of soap, and a flannel for her. Turning on the water, the icy stream bit into her skin a fraction of a second after it blasted the mud off her body. Biting down on her muddy lower lip to keep from screaming, and with her nipples aching from going errect in what she thought to be record time, she continuously moved the hose around to keep the water from lingering on any one part of her for too long. After almost 15 minutes she had her hair washed with soap and rinsed again and again while she shivered from the water. Ten more minutes and she was clean front to back and several more minutes she was sure she had gotten the last of the mud from "everywhere" with some of hte moments of running hte hose almost torture.

As she stood there shivering and naked her Mistress walked over and wrapped her in a warmed towel. The sensation was almost a new level of torture as the steam warmed towel touched her icy skin but she knew that these moments of contrast were turning her on and showed her understanding of what drove Hayley to submit so fully to her.

Leading her back to the house, she let Hayley eat and have something to drink. After being deprived of food for 18 hours it all tasted so good that she didn't hear the noise in the back garden or even look towards the window as her Mistress went in and out. Finally she was led back outside and couldn't believe what had happened since she was inside. Piled high next to the garden were two new, 2 foot high piles and from the smell and her experience she knew that one was fresh fertilizer and the other was compost. The hosepipe was running into the mud pit and she could see the sheen of water in the late morning sun and could feel the sun beating down on her bare backside and shoulders.

Waving with a black leather riding crop her Mistress explained her afternoon's task. "You will prepare my garden for me, using nothing more than your naked body to mix everything up. I don't care how hot it is, how much it smells or how slimy anything is. Any questions?", she asked punctuating the question by pressing the end of the crop between Hayley's legs.

"No ma'am.", she said, eyes downcast as the smells of the garden got more pungent with the relentless sun.

"Then get to work.", her Mistress commanded in a soft tone of voice. Knowing better than to argue, Hayley dropped the towel that she had wrapped around herself and assessed the situation. The garden was now just a soaking wet bog and nearest to her was the pile of farm fresh fertlizer. The smell filling her nostrils and knowing that every move that she made was being watched meant that she didn't care about anything but jumping head long into the big pile of manure, wrapping her arms and legs around it. Grunting like an animal as she felt it oozing and squishing around her body, she pushed against the grass with her feet to slide the top of the reeking mound into the mud. Slowly she succeeded, her face covered in the black and brown ooze, sweat slicking her body and the top of the fertlizer pile gave way sending a large blob of the reeking mess into the mud along with Hayley. Landing in a sickening oozing squelch, she began to use her entire body to roll and mix the manure into the mud. Completely coated at this point she splashed around in the runny smelly black soup before going to the edge and wrapping her arms around more fertlizer. Heaving backwards she pulled more of the reeking filth back on top of her and continued to work her arms and legs around to mix it all up into a thick morass.

Only a few minutes had gone by but Hayley felt fantastically gooey, muscles aching, nose almost hurting from the smells assaulting it, and every inch of her filthy. Reaching up for more manure, she noted that her Mistress had gone inside. Almost hurt, she paused to see her Mistress leading two other women into the back garden. Returning to work quickly she continued to dig into the manure, making sure to rub it all over her naked body in (what she hoped) was an impressive display of being an obideint little wallowing piggy for her Mistress. Dunking herself in the mud she writhed seductively, gasping at the contrast of the cold water flooding the muck and the hot beating sun that fought to warm it.

"Slut!", she heard her Mistress call out. Knowing what that meant she spang up as much as she could in the boggy mess and stood at attention, sinking up to her knees. Next to her Mistress was an ebony skinned wonder in stylish sunglasses, hair pulled back severely, knee high pvc boots and an outfit that the professional part of her thought screamed "posh power projection". Behind her demurely stood a mousy little thing of a woman with striking blue eyes, chestnut hair and who was dressed in a white outfit equivalent to her mistress.

"As you can see my slave is working on my garden. She has been ordered to mix up the fertlizer and compost into it by hand." her Mistress commented as Hayley stood there, practically baking in the mud as the sun dried it out with it's blazing touch.

"Mine has been disobiedient of late. Haven't you?", the dark mistress asked in an accent that would not have been out of place in a boardroom or in the Westminster Village.

Getting on her knees and starting to lick the boots, the white clad slave showed off her fine ass as she got on all fours on the grass. "I have been a disgusting piece of filth who is not worthy of your mercy.", she pleaded in soft, well spoken terms.

"Maybe I can find a use for you. Do you mind?"

Nodding her head, Hayley's Mistress said "You have my full support to do what you need to here in my home."

"I thank you for your gift and look forward to returning the favour." the other mistress responded. Looking down at her slave she said "Posh cow. Stand!", she barked. Jerking to her feet the white clad woman scrambled up as best as her high heels would let her. "For disobeying me you will now help the other slave. Start by humiliating yourself by pushing your face into that manure."

Hayley watched in disbelief at this turn of events. She could see the quivering of the lip of the white clad slave but it made her look more cute and vulerable with a decent bust and a look of the snobby girl being put in her place. The look also said that she had never been humiliated like this before and that it was in front of others was an extra layer of humiliation. As the white clad vision walked closer she could see the look of someone about to step into the unknown. Stopping just short of the fertlizer, she dropped to her knees in it, her face scrunching up from the smell. Hayley watched closely as the woman put her arms out slowly to brace her fall, then the small smile that crept over her face as she let herself fall in. Hayley almost came as she watched this woman land with a splat in the fertlizer in her white outfit. As she pushed herself back up Hayley could hear the whimpering. Just from doing this the woman was almost if not already climaxing.

Turning around on her knees she faced the two mistresses, her white outfit completely ruined. A look of disbelief on her face that quickly turned into a look of carnal desperation.

"Acceptable m'lady?", she purred.

"Yes, now help the other slave.", her mistress ordered.

Without a word, she dove into the manure and started shoving and throwing it at Hayley. Hayley watched in amazement at how the jacket and matching blouse were now streaked and probably dyed black. This woman who looked so nervous a moment before looked like she belonged in the pile. Only the bangs of her hair were coated and between the eyes and the rest of her hair, the contrast was striking. The fact that her legs were swallowed up to her thighs as she knelt in the stinking mess and every bit of her that touched it was ruined made Hayley realize how much she wanted this woman slithering around her filthy body. Wading over she deliberately went into the path of where the other woman was chucking the filth. Taking the hits from the manure on her tits and face she could hear the pounding of her heart in her ears as she watched this former angel in white playing in the fertlizer without a care in the world. Smearing handfuls of the filth over her body as well as throwing it, the woman eventually laid down on the far side of the pile and pushed with her hands and face to shift the remainder of the pile into the mud, pressing forward until she slithered into the muck on her belly, showing off her ass. Continuing to crawl/swim through the reeking ooze she pressed up hard against Hayley, practically humping one of her legs. Hayley turned to stare into the ice blue eyes and could tell that the other woman was so far into the humiliation of her situation that she didn't care about anything any more except getting something between her legs. The way that both of their chests were heaving, she knew that if the other woman was half as turned on as she was at that moment, she knew why this woman had been thrown in here with her.

"Now the compost.", Hayley heard her Mistress command and both woman in the smelly pit paused for a second before realizing that if they didn't obey, they would be denied what at this point they realized that they both wanted...they felt in the most primal part of their minds, what they needed.

Both of the filthy women in the pit turned and without a word began to tackle the smaller mound of even more reeking compost. It had been throughly wetted and the rich mulch was still moist and slimy under their fingers as they pulled it into the pit. With about half the compost now in the pit, they started to roll around each other in the muck to churn it up.

Sliding around in the water logged filth for several more minutes they eventually returned to moving all of the compost off the grass and mixing it up. Hayley was dehydrated and her muscles quivered, but she knew that she was in heaven with this punishment. As they continued to churn up the muck, her Mistress commanded them to stop.

"You may both drink now.", she said, holding up the hose with cool water. Without a sound both women crawled on all fours to the hose and drank from it slowly until they each had their fill. Turning to each other, seeing each other's clean mouths, while their mistresses had their backs turned discussing something they both kissed each other deeply.

"Oh so our slaves like each other...", said Hayley's Mistress.

"So it would seem.", the other said.

"Shall we reward them for doing a good job with the garden?"

"Yes I think that's fair."

Eyeing them both, the guest mistress looked at her slave.

"You are a disgusting lump of filth!"

"Yes m'lady.", the now ruined woman said, not losing the hidden sultry tones in her posh accent.

"You have ruined your outfit and now you play with this sow!"

"Yes m'lady."

"Sow, undress her." the mistress commanded. Hayley looked up for a minute and saw the raised eyebrow on her Mistress and immediately went to work unzipping the back of the woman's skirt. Slowly the other woman got back on her knees and Hayley peeled off layer upon layer of clothes, less than a third of it still clean under the jacket. Piling the items one after the other next to the pit she unclipped the bra and pulled down the panties. The other woman squirmed her way out of the clothes. Revealing some still clean skin that shone white in the sun. As her hand moved over the other woman's body, Hayley felt the twitching of muscles knowing that more than anything this woman was on the edge of climax and was somehow managing to keep herself there.

Watching this the two mistresses conferred for a couple of minutes in hushed tones. After a couple of minutes, Hayley's Mistress said, "We have decided that you two have done a satisfactory job and will be rewarded."

Hayley averted her gaze from her Mistress, but noticed the passion burning behind the blue eyes of the other woman.

"You may have 10 minutes to play in the mud without any conditions."

"Thank you ma'am.", Hayley said, her voice quivering.

"Thank you your ladyship.", the other woman practically panted.

With a dancer's grace, the other woman spun on her knees, rose up on her feet and practically dove into the mud with a belly flop before Hayley even had time to get off her hands and knees and turn around. Hayley couldn't keep her eyes off the other woman's ass as she wiggled and writhed in the muck, making sure every inch of herself was covered.

Rolling over on her back she began to rub globs of the muck between her legs as Hayley trudged into the black, stinking morass. Her hands reached into the muck, smearing a fresh wet coating over her face and hair with one hand and over her tits and down to her crotch with the other. Stopping next to the other woman, she began to rub more of the mud into her crotch as the formerly white clad slave surrendered and came to a shuddering climax in the muck. The gasping and moaning sounds triggered Hayley to follow quickly and within minutes the two of them were rubbing and exploring every inch of each other's filthy bodys, writhing around each other, their moans of passion echoing around the back garden as they rode each other in the filth.

In a seemingly endless world of filth and depravity with fingers going everywhere they continued to rock and rub each other as their mistresses looked on with bemused smirks on their faces...

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[mhalver]

Great story!!

[SlurrySlut]

wow grey, you certainly weren't kidding, I loved this story exactly what I love, ohhh to be the other slave in the pit with Hayley! mmmmmm