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The story follows on from https://tellygunge.wordpress.com/2019/08/20/fantasy-holiday-day-5/
It was the penultimate full day of our holiday and Jodie and I were by the pool again. Jodie was sporting yet another skimpy bikini, and was trying to make the most of the sunshine to improve her tan.
As I was massaging some sun cream onto her shoulders and back, the holiday reps, Ben and Paul, appeared and were carrying a large wooden structure. They placed it on the grass next to the pool and in full view of all the guests. They secured the structure to the ground by using some fastenings, and I began to wonder what this structure was for.
There was a piece of wood which was horizontal against the frame and just below head height. It also had a large hole in the middle and two smaller holes either side.
Suzanne then appeared in her holiday rep uniform and joined Ben and Paul.
“Hi everyone. We are very sorry to say that this is Suzanne’s penultimate day at the resort so we hope you don’t mind but we have given her the day off from doing her programmed activities.”
Suzanne did a mock cheer and raised her hands in the air.
“The first reason we have done this, is because her replacement Chloe starts tomorrow (by the way, we will introduce her to you all then). And the other reason is that we want to give Suzanne a proper send off.”
Ben reached for the wooden structure and unhooked a catch and pulled the top half of the wood structure up. They asked Suzanne to take her yellow jacket off, which left her in a tight white t-shirt, white shorts and white high heel shoes.
“Suzanne, would you be so kind and put your head and hands in the holes in the frame.”
Suzanne obediently obliged and smiled to everyone as she did so. Ben then moved the top half of the structure down and fastened the catch at the side.
It all became clear. Suzanne’s head and hands were now trapped in the wooden structure which I now recognised as some form of pillory. She was standing almost upright but had to bend forward slightly to enable her head and hands to be secured in the structure.
Suzanne seemed to be at ease and smiled as she was fully expecting a prank to be played on her as it was her penultimate day at the resort.
“Ok, so Suzanne will stay in the stocks for the next 3 hours, and we have lots of things that you can throw at her or pour over her.”
Six members of the catering staff appeared from the main building and they were carrying an assortment of food stuffs on trays and trolleys.
“As you can see we have lots of food that has gone past its sell by date, which the catering team have been keeping rather than throwing them away, so feel free to use whatever you want to. Ben and I will start proceedings off.”
Both Ben and Paul picked up a tub which contained rotten tomatoes. They then proceeded to throw them playfully at Suzanne’s head.
They were accurate throwers and she let out small squeals as the squishy fruit splatted against her forehead. Bits of tomato pieces and tomato juice dripped down her face and off her chin.
Ben picked up a bottle of salad cream and walked up to Suzanne and squeezed it all over her hair and rubbed it all in so that her hair was completely matted. Meanwhile Paul had walked around to the back of the structure and pulled the tops of her shorts out from her bottom, and squeezed a bottle of tomato sauce into them.
Suzanne was squirming and looked quite a state already and only 5 minutes had elapsed. Ben and Paul said that they would leave Suzanne “in our capable hands” as they left the scene.
It wasn’t long before one of the male guests plucked up enough courage and approached Suzanne and picked out some eggs from the collection of food stuffs.
Suzanne was quite thankful as he kept missing her as he tried to throw them at her head. However his aim improved and he managed to land 4 eggs directly on her forehead in quick succession. The yolk and egg dripped down her face and off her chin.
“Would you be OK if I had a go?”
Jodie looked at me, paused for a moment and surprised me by saying “Yes of course, and I’ll join you! That lady has been showing off her body most of this week. She deserves everything she gets!”
We walked towards Suzanne together. I picked up a tin of mushy peas and poured it over her head and massaged them into her hair. Jodie had found a custard pie and took great delight in smashing it in poor Suzanne’s face.
I poured a tub of cold gravy down the back of her t-shirt which made Suzanne yelp out loud, while Jodie opened up the the front of her shorts with her finger and poured in a carton of custard with her other hand. Suzanne squealed as the cold dessert hit her most sensitive areas.
Jodie then found a jam tart and cheekily remarked “A tart for a tart! Haha!” before pushing it into Suzanne’s face and smearing it all around. I could see through her jam and custard coated face, that Suzanne was smiling at the impromptu joke.
Satisfied with our contribution we both sat down again, but watched as other guests took their turn in messing up Suzanne.
After about an hour Ben and Paul returned. By now Suzanne was well and truly messed up with most of her body covered.
“Wow, you have all done really well. How are you feeling Suzanne?”
“Very messy.”
“Haha. Now, you have still got a couple of hours to go, but do you know you have to return your uniform fully clean and washed by the end of the day? You obviously won’t have time to do that as you are doing such a good job keeping the guests entertained. Haha! Tell you what, as its your last day I’ll do it for you.”
Paul unfastened the catch and pulled the top half of the structure up which released Suzanne’s head and hands. She stood up and slowly peeled off her t-shirt which was saturated in foodstuffs and handed it to Ben. This revealed a white bikini bra which matched her white shorts.
Suzanne resumed her position in the pillory and Paul pulled the top down again and fastened the catch so that Suzanne was secured.
“I’m really sorry Suzanne but it’s the whole uniform that has to be cleaned and returned.”
Ben winked to the crowd as he took a grip of the ties on her bikini top and pulled. Suzanne let out a squeal as Ben pulled the bikini top from her body to reveal her large tits.
“Your tits seem to have spent more time out than in this week!” exclaimed Ben.
“Very funny”
“Don’t forget these” Paul grasped both sides of her shorts before pulling them down her legs until she was able to step her feet out of them. This revealed white bikini briefs, and Paul gripped the tie on her bikini briefs and pulled sharply.
Suzanne got that sinking feeling as the garment was also whisked away from her body to leave her completely naked, apart from her white high heel shoes.
Suzanne started to squirm as her shaved muff and pert bottom were now exposed.
“Carry on everyone” Ben and Paul walked off again, satisfied with their antics.
Poor Suzanne endured more mess from the guests with her tits, muff and bottom being the areas of her body that were targeted the most. In particular the three German guys from Day 2 and Day 4 took great pleasure in pieing her tits and bottom.
At the end of the 3 hours Ben and Paul returned and Suzanne was now an unrecognisable blob. Her nakedness however was fully covered with messy slop, so she was thankful for small mercies.
“Have you enjoyed your penultimate day Suzanne?”
“Why of course! Who wouldn’t enjoy getting stripped naked and having rotten food thrown and poured over them” Suzanne said sarcastically.
“Haha.”
Ben unfastened the catch and allowed Suzanne to remove herself from the pillory.
Every inch of her body was absolutely covered.
“Well, you can have the rest of the day off, but we’ll say a final goodbye to you tomorrow……”
With a wry smile, Suzanne said “I’ll look forward to that then!”
Suzanne trudged off and waved to everyone. I watched her leave and thought that she was going to have to spend a lot of time in the shower to get fully clean.
I turned to Jodie “Did you…ahem…. enjoy pieing Suzanne and pouring custard into her shorts?”
“Yes I suppose it was fun. She deserved it though, flaunting her body around like that.”
She looked directly at me “Anyway, she was very attractive, so I guess you really enjoyed the whole show?”
Jodie reached for the front of my swimming shorts and felt my excitement. She smiled.
“It appears you did.”
“So what makes it exciting for you. Was it because she was an attractive young female or was it the sight of her getting messed up.”
“I suppose a bit of both.”
Jodie pauses before smiling at me “Would you have liked to see me in the pillory, getting stripped naked and having all sorts of food gunk poured over me?”
My heart skipped a beat, and I was unable to utter any words in response, and just nodded my head enthusiastically.
Jodie put her finger to her mouth “Interesting! I guess if I offered to go into the pillory now, then you would jump at the chance.”
“Yes definitely. Are you offering?”
Jodie guffawed “Don’t be silly. I have absolutely no desire to be stripped and messed up while everyone watches, and probably take photos of me!”
My sense of hope was cruelly cut short and I resumed reading my book, as Jodie decided to go and have a nap back in the apartment, and she said she would see me later.
After another hour or so, Ben and Paul appeared again. They announced that one of the resorts management team had asked them to ‘tone down’ their entertainment. They asked us all what we thought about that, and most of us were quite vocal in that the ‘entertainment’ had been fantastic all week.
Ben and Paul nodded to each other, told us to prepare for some more ‘entertainment’ and that they would be back in a few minutes.
As I wondered what was going to happen, they soon re-appeared but they were carrying a lady in office wear, who seemed to be protesting.
Ben and Paul announced that the lady was in fact the member of the management team that had asked them to tone down the ‘entertainment’
“Shall we throw Lucy in the pool?”
“YES!!!” was the unanimous responses from the guests around the pool.
She was still protesting as they chucked her into the pool. There was a large splash as she went in, and re-surfaced spluttering and frantically trying to restyle her hair. The two reps giggled as Lucy climbed out of the pool to show that her office outfit was drenched and clinging sexily to her body. Her wet black stockings were glistening under the sunlight.
“You two are in BIG trouble!”
Rather than be worried by Lucy’s outburst, Ben and Paul took her by the arms and led her to the pillory that Suzanne had been in previously.
They placed her in the pillory and pulled the top part of the structure down, so that she was secured.
Ben knelt slightly so that his head was at the same level as Lucy “Contrary to your wish for us to ‘tone down’ the fun, all our guests are extremely happy at the entertainment they have seen so far this week, and apparently so has your boss! He has told us we can have a bit of fun with you. Isn’t that good of him.”
Lucy muttered a swear word under her breath, as the two holiday reps laughed and went to collect some goodies from the restaurant. They returned with a trolley laden with all sorts of food slop.
First, a jug of gravy was poured slowly over her head, and it was ensured that every inch of her long hair got slathered in the brown gunk. A carton of cold rice pudding was poured down the back of her white shirt which made her wince.
Ben decided to create a new target and lifted up her short black shirt to reveal her black knickers and the tops of her black stockings. He pulled the knickers out from the top and poured in a tub of semolina. Lucy squealed as the cold dessert came into contact with her most sensitive areas. Paul followed up with two custard pies being spanked on her knicker-clad bottom.
A large chocolate cake was waved in front of Lucy’s face who closed her eyes and mouthed ‘no’.
The cake was smushed into her face and rubbed around her face and into her hair to ensure maximum messy effect.
The guests cheered as the holiday reps announced that their bonus bit of ‘entertainment’ had come to an end and let Lucy out of the pillory. The drenched and sploshed lady quickly made a hasty departure, to go and get cleaned up and a change of clothes.
I wonder what tomorrow may bring…….