Alison opened her email on the train, life in the train kitchen had been ok, but she missed the events. The day out with Karen, Heidi
and the rest of the gang had taken her messy submissive side to new heights. She had a session in the dungeon where you had
fucked her covered in food, she had really got off on it. Problem is, its a sharp short hit. Not enough to drive her submissive
messy side for several months. Alison's mind flicked back to the 'Totally Trashed event' as she and the girls entered the stables in
they're ruined, stinking satin clothing, only to be bombarded with muck, mud and emulsion paint. Alison's mind casts back as the
girls fell, and were blasted from the mud cannons. Blouses, skirts, hosiery, heels, everything was put through hell on that day. Then
of course the hosts stepped in tore their outfits to shreds and finally Alison and the girls were fucked into submissive, messy
oblivion. Pure bliss.
Alison snapped back to the email. It was from Mistress Hazel, it was entitled. 'Dirty Demise, the second cuming!' Dare Alison open
it? Would it be a another event, the farm maybe? Or at the dungeon? Alison's heart pounded as she dared to open the mail.
"Oh my fucking god!" Alison gasped under her breath. Just as a customer passed!
It read. Welcome slut Alison, to 'The Second Cuming!' This is an event to be held at a US Army base, using the assault course.
Also the training ground. All ladies must wear: Satin office clothes once again, Blouses, Skirts, or Dresses are allowed. Lingerie:
Must be some form of a Basque with full stockings and suspenders, matching knickers are mandatory. Again the lingerie must have satin
in the outfit. High heels must be black. Please note: All clothes will be ruined, torn and destroyed in any way that Mistress sees
fit. As punishment on the day. High heels may be destroyed, with cutting and smashing off the high heel itself.
The course: You must attempt every obstacle, it will be extremely wet, smelly and very dirty. If you fail to finish any of the course
in the allotted time, Mistress will hand out punishment as she sees fit. This will include, clothes ripping, humiliation, degrading,
toys, forced orgasms, public humiliation, stress positions, forced submission. Also, mild BDSM, such as spanking, face slapping, tit
slapping, pussy slapping, chains, whips, ties, blindfolds, cuffs, and anything else Mistress feels fit to instigate on the day.
Alison, grabbed hold of the sink rail in the train kitchen to steady herself as the train rocked. So did her world! The email, she has
to go, she just has to. Time to phone Karen.
Karen's phone rang as she entered the house.
"Hello, Karen speaking."
"Babe, it's Alison, you have an email off Mistress Hazel, there is another event. This time, an assault course at an army base no less!"
Alison sounded like a child receiving a present.
"You are shitting me!" Karen blurted.
"No, we have to go, please tell me we/you can go, or we need to go, or just say, go!" Alison sounded seriously excited.
"It's done, no problemo! Did the girls get included in the email, we need Heidi, Jenny, the team needs Deb's her satin outfit at
the last event was superb! Oh, what colours to choose, the lingerie, the destruction. God, yes! Where is my man, and his credit
card. We need outfits, time to shop, so we can drop! Ha ha ha" Karen joined Alison becoming extremely excited.
Heidi, Debs and Jenny, all got the mail in their places of work. Within hours all the girls were talking to each other and sorting
outfits, paying for the event and getting ready for a day of utter destruction. Everybody agreed to meet at the base, bringing
their partners with them, so they could help with their destruction on another disgusting event.
The Noob:
Claire sat at her computer on a break at work, looking at the pictures of the Totally Trashed event held at the farm. she really
fancied it, but being single wasn't sure. Heidi had told her to come along, after she had regaled her stories of wanton splosh
destruction. Claire really fancied the idea of getting dressed up to the nines and being utterly dismantled. A forced orgasm or two,
would not go a miss. 'I'm going she thought.' Claire booked a place on the event, she could feel her heart pounding. She too was
submissive, especially in the bedroom so any kind of forced submissive play, would drop her and make her want to be sexually destroyed.
Claire sent Heidi a text to say she would be joining them on the adventure.
Claire knew she would need to make an effort at the event, she was going to go for a light blue blouse, matching light blue satin
pants. With the mandatory black high heels. A trip to the hairdresser's before the event, so she would look stunning. The thought of
crawling through disgusting pits, drains, the clothes being destroyed. Yes please! She could see herself crawling under barbed wire
in a mud pit while they hurled verbal abuse at her. Being forced to unbutton her blouse, as she crawled face first through the muck.
Coming out looking a wreck, only for her to receive another barrage of verbal for failing the task. SDA. Sexual Destruction assured.
Claire snapped back out of it, and went back to work as a nurse.
The Arrival:
Karen, Alison and Deb's all pulled up at the east gate of the Airbase, as per the instructions from Mistress Hazel, upon arrival they
pulled into the car park. They waved to Jenny and her man who sat waiting in their car. Heidi pulled in with Claire just behind them.
"Well, we're here." Gulped Karen.
"No going back now, time for more epic destruction of ourselves." Alison laughed.
"Have you ladies got everything, I have all the spare clothes, shoes, etc. In the bags." Karen's man added.
"Thanks, get your camera ready, tell the other lads to join in with the mocking, shouting etc. We all enjoyed that last time. Remind
Jenny's man, as Jenny is a bit shy about telling him. She really gets off on it, when he lays it on her. I might even give her a bit
this time." Karen informed.
"I might give it myself, BAD GIRL ALISON!" Alison giggled.
Deb's fell about laughing in the back of the car, so did Karen and her man.
"I'm going to not collapse in an orgasming heap, within ten minutes of them vibing me this time!" Deb's announced.
"We've got no fucking chance." Karen replied.
The girls got out of the car, so did Heidi and Claire. Jenny came over smiling to greet the girls.
"Ladies may I introduce Claire, who is joining us on this wanton, day of dirty destruction." Heidi gestured to the group.
The girls hugged Claire, who looked stunning in her light blue satin blouse and matching satin pants. The black high heels worked well
with the outfit. Karen had gone formal for this event, white blouse with black short skirt, stockings and high heels. Alison had gone
for a bright yellow blouse with bow, a really short black skirt, in fact, so short her suspender belt was on show. Again black heels.
Jenny was in a purple blouse and short purple skirt, with stockings and the mandatory black heels. Heidi had gone for a red blouse
with breast pockets and a long side split red satin skirt, this would be a bugger for getting through the obstacles in. Wonder if
Heidi is looking to get in trouble? Deb's was wearing a cream blouse, full sleeve, bow and matching cream pants. Bit of a slut moment, as
soon as those get messy, her lingerie will be in full view for all to see. Claire as we know is wearing a light blue blouse with
matching pants, again the mandatory high heels. Clothing done, the question is will they still be wearing it at the end?
The girls looked through the fence they could see a forest, with the start of the assault course. Then they copped Mistress Heidi walking
over, in full black, looked like PVC, with flat boots. She carried with her a riding crop, and several burly men from the US Air Force.
No doubt they would be assisting her in dismantling the ladies.
So it begins:
Mistress Hazel said nothing she just pointed to the ladies to line up at the gate to the base. Claire looked at Heidi and Jenny for
reassurance as she'd never done this before. The girls showed her what to do. The ladies formed a line for inspection. Mistress walked
the line with her riding crop, inspecting parts of their attire seeing if it was up to par. As Mistress passed Heidi.
"That's a very long skirt Heidi, you may struggle on the course with that you slut."
"Yes Mistress." Heidi replied.
Mistress walked round the back of Heidi, Claire watched as she bent Heidi over, stroked her bottom, then let fly with an almighty
WACK! Onto Heidi's left butt cheek with the crop!
"FUCK, OW!" Cried Heidi.
"This is not fucking regulation Heidi, where in the email did it say you can wear a sexy side split skirt. You fucking slut!" Mistress
enquired.
"So sorry Mistress, wanted to wear it and get fucked up in it, Mistress." Heidi replied.
"OH I SEE, get fucked again, you fucking little, worthless, bank bitch!" Mistress let fly.
Claire loved it, proper bliss, the verbal, the shouting, the degrading, lay it on me she thought.
Heidi raised back up, as Mistress walked off, the girls all looked at each other. They all knew this session would be worse, more BDSM
more toys, more muck.
"Right bitches, follow me to your first test, anybody fails this test, and one of you will be struggling during the first mud climb."
Mistress informed.
Mud climb? The girls all looked at each other. Mistress signalled them to the parade yard, the airfoce men followed Mistress. The girls
looked round the guys where a bit dishy.
Stressed again!
The girls lined up all in front of a bucket, apart from Claire, who had two buckets for some reason?
"Girls hold your bucket out in front of you at full arm's reach. Claire you get two, you can blame Heidi for that." Mistress informed.
The girls lifted their buckets. As Claire went to lift her two, she found each one had two bricks in!
"Crap, how am I meant to hold these out!" Claire informed Heidi.
"You'll do it. Do as Mistress says." Heidi whispered.
The girls held out their buckets, they watched as they were filled half full with water. Karen was the first to start to feel the
weight through her shoulders as she had to steady herself on her feet. Claire struggled from the start. The weight was obviously too
much for her. Jenny looked round and saw Claire was in trouble, she looked at Deb's. There was a moment of pause as Deb's assessed
the situation she nodded her head and took Jenny's bucket on as well as her own.
"God, this is heavy!" Deb's muttered.
Claire was buckling, Jenny ran round the back of her helping hold up the buckets. Alison moved into position and helped Deb's take
the load of the spare bucket. Mistress nodded her head as she was impressed at the team work. She gave the signal to the airmen and
more water was added to the buckets. The girls were lowered into a stress position, knees bent, holding the buckets out at arms reach.
Now three quarters full of water. It was terrible.
Jenny could feel Claire struggling. Then it happened, Mistress raised the riding crop and signalled to the airmen, Jenny and the
girls watched as the crop lowered and signalled the start. The airmen went for it, they armed themselves with buckets.
"God, no what's in them!" Alison called out.
It was too late, the first bucket let fly, buckets of soup! Mushroom soup, first bucket attacked Deb's cream blouse soaking it.
Then a double attack on Claire's blue blouse drenching her breasts, her arms lowered Jenny helped her push them back up. Karen's
white blouse was bombarded with mushroom followed by vegetable, all down the front. They slammed another into the front of the
skirt.
"God!" Karen cried out.
Heidi was next, several buckets of chicken soup, stock, everything was thrown at her, while she held her bucket out. Alison got
soup dumped over her head. Then they moved round the side and threw two buckets over Jenny, one from either side, splattering all
over her purple blouse. Mistress came round the back of the girls with the crop and started spanking each of them with hard shots.
The lads cheered as it happened.
"FUCK JENNY UP, Mistress!" Jenny's man shouted.
Mistress responded and used the crop under Jenny's left arm. WHACK!
"Oh fuck!" Cried Jenny.
She let go, and stopped supporting Claire, whose left arm dropped and the bucket headed towards the drill square floor.
Two buckets of water hit Deb's cream blouse and pants, she buckled in the stress position and dropped her bucket. Claire followed
suit, her buckets were way too heavy. Heidi was buckling, but her masochistic side wanted more so she held on but was physically
shaking. Karen too failed and went over on her bum in stress position and tipped the water over herself. Much to the hilarity of the
lads.
"Stupid fucking cow!" Mistress quipped.
Alison gave in, she was breathing heavily. As she placed her bucket on the ground, Mistress picked it up and poured it over
her head, freezing cold water.
"AAAHH!" Cried Alison.
"Fuck you Mistress!" Heidi gasped as she held bucket.
Mistress walked up and just tipped the bucket straight over Heidi's head.
"Shut up, you stupid fucking slut." Mistress replied.
Well lets have a look at the fucking state of you after one task. You're all piss wet through. Deb's your lingerie looks nice under
your wet, soup covered attire. Nice Basque." Mistress commented.
The girls lined back up, Mistress signalled to the airmen, three left over buckets of water, were hurled over them. The girls winced
and took another soaking.
"Un tuck your blouses from skirts, sluts." Mistress ordered.
The girls looked at each other and did as requested.
and the rest of the gang had taken her messy submissive side to new heights. She had a session in the dungeon where you had
fucked her covered in food, she had really got off on it. Problem is, its a sharp short hit. Not enough to drive her submissive
messy side for several months. Alison's mind flicked back to the 'Totally Trashed event' as she and the girls entered the stables in
they're ruined, stinking satin clothing, only to be bombarded with muck, mud and emulsion paint. Alison's mind casts back as the
girls fell, and were blasted from the mud cannons. Blouses, skirts, hosiery, heels, everything was put through hell on that day. Then
of course the hosts stepped in tore their outfits to shreds and finally Alison and the girls were fucked into submissive, messy
oblivion. Pure bliss.
Alison snapped back to the email. It was from Mistress Hazel, it was entitled. 'Dirty Demise, the second cuming!' Dare Alison open
it? Would it be a another event, the farm maybe? Or at the dungeon? Alison's heart pounded as she dared to open the mail.
"Oh my fucking god!" Alison gasped under her breath. Just as a customer passed!
It read. Welcome slut Alison, to 'The Second Cuming!' This is an event to be held at a US Army base, using the assault course.
Also the training ground. All ladies must wear: Satin office clothes once again, Blouses, Skirts, or Dresses are allowed. Lingerie:
Must be some form of a Basque with full stockings and suspenders, matching knickers are mandatory. Again the lingerie must have satin
in the outfit. High heels must be black. Please note: All clothes will be ruined, torn and destroyed in any way that Mistress sees
fit. As punishment on the day. High heels may be destroyed, with cutting and smashing off the high heel itself.
The course: You must attempt every obstacle, it will be extremely wet, smelly and very dirty. If you fail to finish any of the course
in the allotted time, Mistress will hand out punishment as she sees fit. This will include, clothes ripping, humiliation, degrading,
toys, forced orgasms, public humiliation, stress positions, forced submission. Also, mild BDSM, such as spanking, face slapping, tit
slapping, pussy slapping, chains, whips, ties, blindfolds, cuffs, and anything else Mistress feels fit to instigate on the day.
Alison, grabbed hold of the sink rail in the train kitchen to steady herself as the train rocked. So did her world! The email, she has
to go, she just has to. Time to phone Karen.
Karen's phone rang as she entered the house.
"Hello, Karen speaking."
"Babe, it's Alison, you have an email off Mistress Hazel, there is another event. This time, an assault course at an army base no less!"
Alison sounded like a child receiving a present.
"You are shitting me!" Karen blurted.
"No, we have to go, please tell me we/you can go, or we need to go, or just say, go!" Alison sounded seriously excited.
"It's done, no problemo! Did the girls get included in the email, we need Heidi, Jenny, the team needs Deb's her satin outfit at
the last event was superb! Oh, what colours to choose, the lingerie, the destruction. God, yes! Where is my man, and his credit
card. We need outfits, time to shop, so we can drop! Ha ha ha" Karen joined Alison becoming extremely excited.
Heidi, Debs and Jenny, all got the mail in their places of work. Within hours all the girls were talking to each other and sorting
outfits, paying for the event and getting ready for a day of utter destruction. Everybody agreed to meet at the base, bringing
their partners with them, so they could help with their destruction on another disgusting event.
The Noob:
Claire sat at her computer on a break at work, looking at the pictures of the Totally Trashed event held at the farm. she really
fancied it, but being single wasn't sure. Heidi had told her to come along, after she had regaled her stories of wanton splosh
destruction. Claire really fancied the idea of getting dressed up to the nines and being utterly dismantled. A forced orgasm or two,
would not go a miss. 'I'm going she thought.' Claire booked a place on the event, she could feel her heart pounding. She too was
submissive, especially in the bedroom so any kind of forced submissive play, would drop her and make her want to be sexually destroyed.
Claire sent Heidi a text to say she would be joining them on the adventure.
Claire knew she would need to make an effort at the event, she was going to go for a light blue blouse, matching light blue satin
pants. With the mandatory black high heels. A trip to the hairdresser's before the event, so she would look stunning. The thought of
crawling through disgusting pits, drains, the clothes being destroyed. Yes please! She could see herself crawling under barbed wire
in a mud pit while they hurled verbal abuse at her. Being forced to unbutton her blouse, as she crawled face first through the muck.
Coming out looking a wreck, only for her to receive another barrage of verbal for failing the task. SDA. Sexual Destruction assured.
Claire snapped back out of it, and went back to work as a nurse.
The Arrival:
Karen, Alison and Deb's all pulled up at the east gate of the Airbase, as per the instructions from Mistress Hazel, upon arrival they
pulled into the car park. They waved to Jenny and her man who sat waiting in their car. Heidi pulled in with Claire just behind them.
"Well, we're here." Gulped Karen.
"No going back now, time for more epic destruction of ourselves." Alison laughed.
"Have you ladies got everything, I have all the spare clothes, shoes, etc. In the bags." Karen's man added.
"Thanks, get your camera ready, tell the other lads to join in with the mocking, shouting etc. We all enjoyed that last time. Remind
Jenny's man, as Jenny is a bit shy about telling him. She really gets off on it, when he lays it on her. I might even give her a bit
this time." Karen informed.
"I might give it myself, BAD GIRL ALISON!" Alison giggled.
Deb's fell about laughing in the back of the car, so did Karen and her man.
"I'm going to not collapse in an orgasming heap, within ten minutes of them vibing me this time!" Deb's announced.
"We've got no fucking chance." Karen replied.
The girls got out of the car, so did Heidi and Claire. Jenny came over smiling to greet the girls.
"Ladies may I introduce Claire, who is joining us on this wanton, day of dirty destruction." Heidi gestured to the group.
The girls hugged Claire, who looked stunning in her light blue satin blouse and matching satin pants. The black high heels worked well
with the outfit. Karen had gone formal for this event, white blouse with black short skirt, stockings and high heels. Alison had gone
for a bright yellow blouse with bow, a really short black skirt, in fact, so short her suspender belt was on show. Again black heels.
Jenny was in a purple blouse and short purple skirt, with stockings and the mandatory black heels. Heidi had gone for a red blouse
with breast pockets and a long side split red satin skirt, this would be a bugger for getting through the obstacles in. Wonder if
Heidi is looking to get in trouble? Deb's was wearing a cream blouse, full sleeve, bow and matching cream pants. Bit of a slut moment, as
soon as those get messy, her lingerie will be in full view for all to see. Claire as we know is wearing a light blue blouse with
matching pants, again the mandatory high heels. Clothing done, the question is will they still be wearing it at the end?
The girls looked through the fence they could see a forest, with the start of the assault course. Then they copped Mistress Heidi walking
over, in full black, looked like PVC, with flat boots. She carried with her a riding crop, and several burly men from the US Air Force.
No doubt they would be assisting her in dismantling the ladies.
So it begins:
Mistress Hazel said nothing she just pointed to the ladies to line up at the gate to the base. Claire looked at Heidi and Jenny for
reassurance as she'd never done this before. The girls showed her what to do. The ladies formed a line for inspection. Mistress walked
the line with her riding crop, inspecting parts of their attire seeing if it was up to par. As Mistress passed Heidi.
"That's a very long skirt Heidi, you may struggle on the course with that you slut."
"Yes Mistress." Heidi replied.
Mistress walked round the back of Heidi, Claire watched as she bent Heidi over, stroked her bottom, then let fly with an almighty
WACK! Onto Heidi's left butt cheek with the crop!
"FUCK, OW!" Cried Heidi.
"This is not fucking regulation Heidi, where in the email did it say you can wear a sexy side split skirt. You fucking slut!" Mistress
enquired.
"So sorry Mistress, wanted to wear it and get fucked up in it, Mistress." Heidi replied.
"OH I SEE, get fucked again, you fucking little, worthless, bank bitch!" Mistress let fly.
Claire loved it, proper bliss, the verbal, the shouting, the degrading, lay it on me she thought.
Heidi raised back up, as Mistress walked off, the girls all looked at each other. They all knew this session would be worse, more BDSM
more toys, more muck.
"Right bitches, follow me to your first test, anybody fails this test, and one of you will be struggling during the first mud climb."
Mistress informed.
Mud climb? The girls all looked at each other. Mistress signalled them to the parade yard, the airfoce men followed Mistress. The girls
looked round the guys where a bit dishy.
Stressed again!
The girls lined up all in front of a bucket, apart from Claire, who had two buckets for some reason?
"Girls hold your bucket out in front of you at full arm's reach. Claire you get two, you can blame Heidi for that." Mistress informed.
The girls lifted their buckets. As Claire went to lift her two, she found each one had two bricks in!
"Crap, how am I meant to hold these out!" Claire informed Heidi.
"You'll do it. Do as Mistress says." Heidi whispered.
The girls held out their buckets, they watched as they were filled half full with water. Karen was the first to start to feel the
weight through her shoulders as she had to steady herself on her feet. Claire struggled from the start. The weight was obviously too
much for her. Jenny looked round and saw Claire was in trouble, she looked at Deb's. There was a moment of pause as Deb's assessed
the situation she nodded her head and took Jenny's bucket on as well as her own.
"God, this is heavy!" Deb's muttered.
Claire was buckling, Jenny ran round the back of her helping hold up the buckets. Alison moved into position and helped Deb's take
the load of the spare bucket. Mistress nodded her head as she was impressed at the team work. She gave the signal to the airmen and
more water was added to the buckets. The girls were lowered into a stress position, knees bent, holding the buckets out at arms reach.
Now three quarters full of water. It was terrible.
Jenny could feel Claire struggling. Then it happened, Mistress raised the riding crop and signalled to the airmen, Jenny and the
girls watched as the crop lowered and signalled the start. The airmen went for it, they armed themselves with buckets.
"God, no what's in them!" Alison called out.
It was too late, the first bucket let fly, buckets of soup! Mushroom soup, first bucket attacked Deb's cream blouse soaking it.
Then a double attack on Claire's blue blouse drenching her breasts, her arms lowered Jenny helped her push them back up. Karen's
white blouse was bombarded with mushroom followed by vegetable, all down the front. They slammed another into the front of the
skirt.
"God!" Karen cried out.
Heidi was next, several buckets of chicken soup, stock, everything was thrown at her, while she held her bucket out. Alison got
soup dumped over her head. Then they moved round the side and threw two buckets over Jenny, one from either side, splattering all
over her purple blouse. Mistress came round the back of the girls with the crop and started spanking each of them with hard shots.
The lads cheered as it happened.
"FUCK JENNY UP, Mistress!" Jenny's man shouted.
Mistress responded and used the crop under Jenny's left arm. WHACK!
"Oh fuck!" Cried Jenny.
She let go, and stopped supporting Claire, whose left arm dropped and the bucket headed towards the drill square floor.
Two buckets of water hit Deb's cream blouse and pants, she buckled in the stress position and dropped her bucket. Claire followed
suit, her buckets were way too heavy. Heidi was buckling, but her masochistic side wanted more so she held on but was physically
shaking. Karen too failed and went over on her bum in stress position and tipped the water over herself. Much to the hilarity of the
lads.
"Stupid fucking cow!" Mistress quipped.
Alison gave in, she was breathing heavily. As she placed her bucket on the ground, Mistress picked it up and poured it over
her head, freezing cold water.
"AAAHH!" Cried Alison.
"Fuck you Mistress!" Heidi gasped as she held bucket.
Mistress walked up and just tipped the bucket straight over Heidi's head.
"Shut up, you stupid fucking slut." Mistress replied.
Well lets have a look at the fucking state of you after one task. You're all piss wet through. Deb's your lingerie looks nice under
your wet, soup covered attire. Nice Basque." Mistress commented.
The girls lined back up, Mistress signalled to the airmen, three left over buckets of water, were hurled over them. The girls winced
and took another soaking.
"Un tuck your blouses from skirts, sluts." Mistress ordered.
The girls looked at each other and did as requested.