Mr. G. entered the studio once again. “Hello, everyone,” he said,” And welcome to Let Her Have It.” The crowd cheered. “Let’s go back in time a little,” he said,” You may remember that on an earlier episode of Let Her Have It, former Sugababe Keisha Buchanon was gunged and publicly humiliated by her former band mates. They really went to town and had a great time messing their former band mate up. They got a measure of revenge for how they felt she acted while she was in the group. We all had a great time at Keisha’s expense. Today the tables will turn and another Sugababe will get a taste of their own medicine. So without further ado let’s welcome Keisha to the show.” Keisha walked out smiling and waiving to the audience in a short cut black dress.
“So, Keisha, the last time you were on the show things did not exactly go your way did they?” “No they did not,” she responded, laughing,” I got nailed on national television. All of my former band mates took great pleasure in dumping slop on me in front of the entire world. This time is going to be different, however. I am going to be the one who gets revenge. I was kicked out of the group for no reason and portrayed like I was an awful person. I have not been treated fairly and then I was covered in mess. I am going to get my own back for sure this time, and it is a long time coming.” “Do you have any preference who it will be Keisha?,” Mr. G. asked. “That is a tough one,” she replied,” Amelle can be a total bitch at times and she was a late comer to the group. On the other hand, I have known Heidi for years and her betrayal hurt the most. Both of them deserve to get what is coming to them.” “Ok then, let’s welcome the girls,” Mr. G. said.
Amelle and Heidi emerged together. Amelle had her hair cut short and wore a short cut silver outfit with barely any back and black stripes above the waste. Heidi wore her hair back and wore a short black dress with silver above the waste. They both looked serious but smiled politely. They walked in almost arm and arm. “So ladies,” Mr. G said,” You both thought that it was great fun embarrassing your former band mate, but today she will be getting revenge. One of you is going to be sorry and very messy by the end of the night. What do you ladies have to say?” “It’s going to be her,” Amelle joked, everyone laughed including Heidi. “Me get messy? Nah can’t happen, no sweat,” she joked,” Actually I am shitting myself. Please, please don’t vote for me.” Everyone laughed at Amelle’s comments. “What about you Heidi,” he asked. “ I..err..um…it would be proper embarrassing…yeah.. If I was to get messy. Can’t we just gunge Keisha again, please? I think that would be a lot better. I can’t run in these heels either, so there is no escape for me if I loose.” “Well, one thing is for sure, there really will be no escape for the person who has managed to get the most votes. Stay tuned to see who that will be,” Mr. G. said.
The show went to break. After the adverts finished the show returned. “So, are we ready to hear our results?,” Mr. G. asked. The crowd cheered and shouted Yes. Heidi and Amelle motioned with their hands and said, “No, no” and laughed. “That’s too bad ladies. It is results time,” Mr. G. said,” Our winner, with 80 percent of the is…Heidi,” Heidi mouth fell open and she screamed, moving her head around, laughing. Amelle smiled and laughed. She put her hand on Heidi’s shoulder and said,” Sorry, babe.” Keisha smiled slyly and applauded politely.
“Ok everyone, the first thing that we have for planned for Heidi is something that is called the pie pendulum.” The curtains were drawn and a device was revealed. The device was a big long board with footholds on one side and three indentations on the other. A person would climb up onto it and place their feet, hands and head in the appropriate slots. There was then a crank on one side. This cranks was attached to the board. When it was cranked, the board would lower into a horizontal position. Below the far end of the board, on a platform was an enormous pie. It had to be two feet across and nearly six inches deep. It was clear that the person who was suspended on the pie pendulum would be cranked down and their face lowered into the awaiting pie below. Heidi licked her lips and laughed when she saw the pie pendulum. “Amelle, can you please help Heidi into place?,” Mr. G. asked. Amelle took Heidi by the hand and led her over to the pie pendulum. Heidi put one hand on it and then bent her knee, placing one foot and then the other in the foot rests. As she was quite short, she had to climb up to the third set of footrests so her chin would fit in the head slot. She bent forward and placed her hands and head and hands in the correct slots. “Oh my gosh,” she said, getting into position. Amelle then took straps from each side and strapped Heidi in. Straps went across the backs of her knees and the small of her back. Heidi then looked down at the enormous mounds of whipped cream that lay below her. She flinched and squealed. Keisha raised her hand in victory and was walked over to the crank. “Yes,” she shouted. “Now,” Mr. G. said,” This may look like any ordinary pie, but it is not. It is actually a fisherman’s pie. Below all that whipped cream is an ocean of mashed potatoes, salmon, cod and other fish all in a creamy, cheesy white sauce. Bon appetit Heidi.” Heidi blushed and laughed. She was now strapped in and helpless. “Ok, Keisha, crank her up. You can do it as slow and torture like as you like as well. Make it really last so you can enjoy every second.” Keisha smiled. She took the crank and the crowd was silenced. The cranking could be heard as she started to lower Heidi downwards. She started slowly. Keisha turned the crank a few times, this lowered Heidi slowly downward. Her eyes widened as her view of the pie became better. Keisha then cranked a few more times. The muscles in Heidi’s body were slowly tensing up. She was now at a sharp angle, the straps keeping her in place. Keisha then slowly cranked again. The board now lowered to the point where it was nearly horizontal. This left Heidi’s face inches above the pie that awaited her below. She tried moving her nose and lips around. She was left for a minute torturously close to the pie. When she puckered her lips, they almost touched the top of the cream. The crowd then cheered. Keisha grabbed the cranked. She slowly turned it. Heidi closed her eyes and tensed up her face as it slowly descended into the creamy fishy mess below. Her nose submerged first then her face. Her face squished downward into the pie, first the whipped cream at the top and then all the way down to the creamy potato and creamy fish that lay beneath. Heidi’s face pushed downward in the pie, causing the cream to bend emerge a bit from the casing. She was totally helpless to move a muscle. The crowd cheered as she lay face deep in fish pie. Keisha cranked it as far as it would go. She then stopped and moved aside, leaving Heidi where she was. Heidi’s muscled tensed up. She was left laying there. She could hardly breath for a second. Keisha then slowly cranked her the other way. As she cranked up, Heidi’s face was raised from the pie. Strands of the cheesy fish clung to her face. Blobs of the mess fell from her face. Heidi’s messy face was revealed, covered in the fishy mess. She gasped heavily, spitting out a mouthful of mashed potato. Cream and potato blew from her nostrils. Bits of the cream and potato stuck to her hair and the sides of her face. She was powerless to clean any of it off of her face. She was covered in white and yellowish slop from her neck up. She laughed loudly. When she was cranked to the top, Amelle walked over and undid the straps. She stepped down and looked into the camera, laughing loudly. She took both hands, clearing mess from her eyes and mouth, tossing bits of fish and potato aside. She and Amelle joked. She stuck her tongue out. She was then lead over to the other side of the stage and took a seat, half plastered in fish pie.
As Heidi looked up she noticed something above her. It was a giant gunge tank filled with minestrone soap. In the soup was loads of spiral macaroni, kidney beans, green beans and peas. On the side of the tank a target. The target was similar to one that could was typical for a dunk tank. Like a dunk tank, Keisha was given a bucket full of balls. She was told that she would be thrown the balls at the target. If she hit the target, it move a lever that would release the contents of the tank onto Heidi’s head. Heidi laughed again. “ I hope that you are not a good shot. You have a very weak arm. You throw like a girl,” she joked. Keisha moved her eyebrows up and down and grinned. Keisha picked up the first ball. She rubbed it around with her hand. She threw it. Heidi flinched, but the ball sailed way short. Keisha picked up the seond ball and took her second shot. This one flew to the right. Keisha threw a third ball. This one grazed the target, but was not quite hard enough. Heidi was now really nervous. She knew that Keisha was getting a hang of this. Keisha picked up the next ball. She winked. She then readied herself and aimed the ball. She threw it just right. The ball flew and hit the target. When it hit the target it pushed the lever backwards. In that instant the lever released the mess from above cascading on Heidi. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the impact. In a second, masses of the macaroni filled soup poured down onto her. It poured down onto Heidi’s head as she bent her neck forward. The sloppy mess dropped over her head and then all over her body. The minestrone rained from above onto her. She winced as it poured. Then it trickled to a stop. Heidi could do nothing but sit her seat and laugh. She rubbed her arms and licked her lips. “Let’s watch that again in super slo mo,” Mr. G. said. With that a slow motion instant replay was shown. Every second of the gunging shown in super fine detail. Heidi gasped as she witnessed the replay of what just happened to her.
“Ok Mr. G. said,” The last thing that we are going to do tonight is make a human trifle. Keisha is going to get to do the honours.” “Oh no,” Heidi protested half-heartedly. Keisha then grabbed some bowls that had the ingredients. The first ingredient was soft sponge. Keisha a bit of soft sponge cake in one hand. She took her hand and plopped the cake down onto Heidi’s head. She rubbed the sponge into Heidi’s messy blonde hair. She shook her head around a bit playfully as she did it. She then took another bit of sponge and placed it directly onto Heidi’s lap, onto her skirt, thighs and knees. Heidi mouthed the word gross as she did so. The next item was jelly. Keisha took a large bowl of jelly. She put her hand in the bowl and separated the jelly in half. She held the bowl over Heidi’s thighs. She took her hand and scooped half the jelly between Heidi’s thighs. Heidi playfully wiggled her bottom as she felt the sensation of the jelly on her. Keisha then took the rest of the jelly and dropped it onto Heidi’s head. She took her palm and mushed some in. Most fell off and onto the floor. The next ingredient was fruit salad. Keisha took a large bowl of fruit salad and dumped it into Heidi’s lap. She moved her legs apart, causing it to fall between her legs and down to the ground. Keisha then took fruit cups and turned them upside down on Heidi’s head. She then lifted the cups. When she did, it left piles of grapes, cherries, peaches and pears on top of Heidi’s head. They stood in place for a second before falling apart and falling down Heidi’s face. A grape fell down the length of her face. Bits of cherry and peach stuck to her nose and lips. Next, Keisha grabbed the custard. She took a green box of custard. She ripped the top off and tossed it aside. She then started pouring the custard all over Heidi. She poured some onto her lap and then down her knees. She poured more down her calves and ankles to her feet. Finally, she took the remaining bit of custard and started pouring it over Heidi’s head. It poured on her forehead and down the bridge of her nose. She licked her lips as the flow of custard stopped. Finally, Keisha took two cans of squirty whipped cream. She took one and started spraying it onto Heidi’s lap. She moved the can in a circle and then inwards, making a pyramid of cream on her lap. She then took the second can and placed the nozzle at the top of Heidi’s head. She moved it back and forth, again, making a sort of pile of whipped cream on top of Heidi’s head, the way you would make an ice cream sundae. Heidi gave an ironic smile as her band mate decorated her head with whipped cream. The whipped cream stayed in place for a second, like a ridiculous sort of hat. Before long the heat from Heidi’s skin caused it to start to melt and drip down the side of her head, her face and down her neck. She cringed and stuck her tongue out, licking her lips.
Heidi now sat, humbled covered in the mess. She was shown a picture of herself. “Elegant,” she said, “I am so happy,” she laughed. The crowd cheered and Keisha bowed. “Let’s give Heidi a round of applause,” Mr. G. said, “She has been a really good sport. Amelle smiled and clapped. As the show ended the camera pulled in to a close up of Heidi’s face. She smiled and waived. Then replays were shown of highlights of the night.
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