Slaves Wet And Messy Punishment Stories

Mistress Punished me and Humiliated me In a messy Splosh session

“WHAT THE HELL IS THIS RUBBISH?”

I had brought Mistress Lucille through her dinner and she was not happy with it. I had spent hours making her a meal of mashed potatoes, roast meat, vegetables and gravy but it was obviously not good enough for her.

“You know full well that was for tomorrows dinner. Why have you made it today? Now what are my guests supposed to eat tomorrow?”

She said.

“I-i-i-i-i-im s-s-s-sorry Mistress. I forgot”

was the best I could stammer out. I had seriously pissed her off and I was in deep trouble now. There was nothing I could do now but apologise and hope she showed some mercy but in my experience so far with her, she does not even know the word exists, never mind show it.

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“Get over here you imbicile. NOW”

I nervously stepped forward. I was of course naked and I could feel the sweat running down my head and from all over my body. My heart was beating so fast I felt like it might explode. As I walked over to the table I could almost feel her anger. I stood beside her with my hands behind my back. She stood up, pushing her chair back.

“On your knees” she hissed

I instantly got down on my knees. She was wearing tight black yoga pants, knee length black pvc boots with a 4 inch heel, a tight white t shirt and her jet black hair was scrapped back in a high, tight ponytail. She stood in front of me with her feet shoulder width apart and her hands on her hips. She tilted her head to the side as I looked at her and without a word, picked up the plate of food I had put before her.

“Well I don’t want it so you can have it instead”

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Wet And Messy Humiliation

And with that she scooped up a handful of mashed potatoes and plonked it on my head. She rubbed it in my hair and then scooped up some more and smeared my face with it. Little bits fell off on the floor and I could feel it on my face. There was no let up though as she took a piece of beef and slapped it into my face as well. It fell to the floor and I could feel the gravy running down my face and dripping onto my lap. She then held the plate above my head and slowly tipped it so all the remaining food plonked onto me and ran down my back, my chest and onto my lap.

Gravy got into my eyes and I could feel it in my ears. I must have looked a right mess. A splosh punishment is never something I have experienced but she was making up for it now.

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Covered in Custard

“You can clean this up later. I’m not done with you yet”

she said and with that she grabbed me by my ear lobe and yanked me to my feet. I winched and gasped as she stormed through to the kitchen and I stumbled behind her, half bent over. Her boot heels clicked on the solid marble tiles as she marched through with me in tow. She threw her arm forward and released my ear and I stumbled into the counter worktop.

“On the floor. On your back. Hurry up”

The tiles were freezing cold but I ignored it and lay on my back.

“Arms by your side and get those fucking legs apart”

I did it without question and looked up at her. She opened the refrigerator and stood staring into it. As she bent over to look in the lower shelves, I could not help but focus on her perfect ass. The yoga pants hugged it perfectly and complimented her shape. Without even looking round she spoke

“You better not be looking at my ass boy. You really don’t want to piss me off any more”

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I snapped my eyes to the ceiling and lay motionless. I heard her moving then she was standing over me. She swung one foot over and was straddling me and looking down on me like the bug I am. In her hand was a bowl of jello I had made for her dessert.

“I won’t be needing THIS either will I you moron”

I felt like a humiliated slave should, degraded, abused and laughed at.At which point
she tipped the bowl right over me. It splashed into my face, filling my nostril. I spluttered and snorted. Then I felt the ice cold milk she was also pouring. It splashed off my chest and onto my face and balls. I was shaking with the cold but she didn’t care.

“How about some cornflakes to go with that milk huh?”

And the next thing I knew she was taking handfuls of cornflakes from the packet and crushing them with her hands before sprinkling them all over me. I must have looked a complete and utter idiot as she was smiling and laughing away to herself.

Then she got some orange juice and poured it slowly up and down my whole body. When it got to my balls, I flinched as it hit them. But it was not over yet. A packet of ready made custard was brought out.

She slammed it on the counter, tore the end off and held it up. Her elbow was in at her hip and her left hand held it to the side slightly. Her yoga pants were covered in food and splashback but she didn’t care. She walked over and poured the whole carton of custard all over me. My whole body was covered in it.

“Smear all that food in bitch. Splosh humiliation is all you’re good for”

I rubbed all the food in good. Potatoes, veg, gravy, cornflakes, milk, OJ, custard and everything else.

“Stand up. Look at yourself”

I stood up and looked in the mirror. I looked ridiculous. Not an inch of my body was not covered in food stuff. Orange, white, yellow. She stood beside me as I cowered.

“I hope you’ve learned not to fuck up again. I do not want to have to repeat this wet and messy punishment”
“I have Mistress” I stuttered.
“Good. Now clean this mess up and don’t take all night about it”

With that she stormed off and left me covered in food like a sploshed slave bitch and I began to tidy up the mess.
That is the story of my wet and messy splosh punishment. Hope you enjoyed it.Mistress

I know some people have a thing for messy food fetish but for me it is the worst thing ever

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