Kate Middleton Kings Cup

Kate Middleton Kings Cup

Kate Middleton and her husband competed in different boats at the King’s Cup. They were on different teams competing against one another. It was interesting that they were on different teams. There was a secret reason why this happen that even the others involved in the race were not aware of at the time. The reason was that there was private bet between the couple on who would finish above the other in the race. There was a lot of teasing going on before the race about who would win and who would lose. Each really wanted to beat the other to have bragging rights in order to never let the other forget it. They each loved the idea of embarrassing the other. They decided to up the stakes significantly. They decided that the winner would not just get bragging rights over the loser. They were also going to get the reward of getting to dump sloppy mess all over their spouse in any way they saw fit to do so. The two messaged each other back and forth telling each other how they were going win and how they were going to enjoy messing them up when they did. They each got to choose the same amount of the items. The loser would be getting all of the items all over them.

Kate wore a very short pair of black shorts that showed a ton of her sexy legs. She wore a white polo shirt. She also tried to cheat a bit by wearing a baseball cap. She thought that if she wore this, it might shield her from some of the mess should she lose. Of course this was cheating and she would not be allowed to get away with this. The two competed in the race. Kate believed that her team was doing really well and was getting excited. She later found out that her boat had left slightly too early so her team was disqualified meaning that she finished seventh and last. Her husband’s team finished in third which was very good. Not only did Kate not finish in front of her husband, she actually finished last. They did not know this until the results were announced. They were on a podium together and Kate was presented with an oversized wooden spoon. She looked very embarrassed. She laughed and covered her face in her hands. William looked overjoyed. Everyone else did not know the real reason their reactions were as animated as they were. Only the two of them knew that there was more at stake. The humiliation on Kate’s fake was not just that of someone who just lost a boat race. It was the reaction of someone who had lost and as a result was going to be facing a humiliating messy punishment at the hands of their husband. William pointed at her. He leaned over and whispered,” Oh yes, you know what that means.” “Don’t remind me,” she said blushing.

When the ceremony was complete, William took his wife and led her by the hand to a specially set up room. She meekly resisted. She tried to protest a bit. The room was a simple set up. There was one chair set up in the centre and a table full of the six items that they had chosen. Each had chosen three. Three were items that Kate was hoping to dump over William’s head, but that would not be happening now. She would be wearing all six. “Look on the bright side,” he said,” At least this isn’t going on social media.” “Thank heavens for that she replied. He led her to the chair where she reluctantly sat down. He pushed gently on her shoulders, pushing her into the chair. She was squirming quite a lot. Her hair was back in the ponytail it was before. Her legs stretched out before her. They looked incredible. She looked as sexy as anyone possibly could and was going to look even better now. William was going to be overjoyed to do this to his sexy wife. Kate looked over at the table and made a worried face. It was now time for William to get his true prize.

He took her baseball cap from her. She was not going to be able to cheat, but he figured that if she wanted to wear the cap for a minute he would let her. He took the cap and placed it upside down on the table. He then filled it with cottage pie. He piled it high with the stuff. Kate crossed and uncrossed her legs. She shook her head knowingly with the knowledge that the cap had backfired upon her spectacularly. He lifted the hat and then pushed it down onto her head. He pushed it as far as it would go. The gravy, meat and potato squelched out the sides and tumbled down the sides of her face and hair. The cap stuck in place for a moment on top of her head. He then lifted it up and threw it aside. Mashed stuck to the top of her head. She laughed. He then pushed his hands into the tray of cottage pie and took out handfuls of it. He then used his hands and smeared it around all over Kate’s face and then on her chest and body. He smeared it around on her. Bits fell everywhere. Some fell from her mouth. She wiggled her lips and nose around.

Second to come was ketchup. He took two squeeze bottle and held them over her. He took aim and began to spray all over her face. She closed her eyes as he sprayed it over the top of her head and down her face. He then changed position across from her and began spraying her shirt with the ketchup in a zig zag pattern. The shirt absorbed and was stained by the ketchup. He then began to aim the ketchup all over her legs. He began to spray her legs liberally with the ketchup. She put her hands on her knees and lifted her knees back and forth as she felt her bare legs getting covered in ketchup. They were soon bathed in them. Ketchup dripping down her legs.

He then took mustard and began to spray it in thick yellow lines onto her head making a tightly coiled mound of it on top of her head. He sprayed some that went down her nose, lips and cheeks. He sprayed more onto her shoulders. He then spray more onto her lap leaving another pile. She opened and closed her legs which caused some of the mustard to make its way between her legs. More went on her thighs and down onto her back.

Next to come was foul smelling egg salad. It was in a large party bowl. It looked a bit like a punch bowl. Kate stuck out her tongue and held her nose as she smelled the stench of it. She closed her eyes as he raised it above her head and tipped it over onto her. The egg salad rained down upon her, sticking all of her already messy body. She squealed as and wriggled, stomping her legs. Mounds of it stuck all over it including to her legs and neck.

Next to come was baked beans. This had been something she had really wanted to do to William. She had chosen the beans. She fantasised about getting to cover her husband in baked beans. How he would look as she stood over him and got to dump beans over him. Now it was going to be her husband dumping the beans that she had chosen all over her instead. There was a massive supply of them as well. There was one large can for every part of her body and two to go over head. She had imagined how these cans would go onto her husband, but she was going to received them. William dumped the first can down the back of her neck and down her back. She put her hands on her face and arched her back as she felt the beans pouring down her back, both in and outside of her shirt.

The next can he poured down her front. The beans poured down her neck and down over her shoulders, down inside her top and all over her chest, some collecting around her stomach as well. The next can he poured across the front of her shorts, filling the area between her legs with beans. She then arched her back forward as he dumped more down onto the back of her shorts, all over her behind. She could feel beans pouring all over her cheeks and down inside onto her underwear. “Oh my lord,” she uttered. She had never felt beans on her body in this way before. William was taking great pleasure in pouring beans over each and every part of his wife’s body.

He then poured a can each up and down Kate’s legs. Her legs were coated and dripping in baked beans. Beans fell from the backs of Kate’s knees. Her trainers and socks were soaked in bean juice. Beans stuck all over both sides of both of her legs. He handed her the wooden spoon from earlier and jokingly had her place it in her mouth as a means of catching some of the beans, but really as a way to mock her even further.  He then took the last two cans and held them over her head. She closed her eyes and scrunched her face up as waves of beans poured down her head, washing over her face. She laughed and stuck her tongue out as baked beans dripped from her nose and chin.

The sixth and final item that was waiting for Kate was spaghetti hoops. William had selected these. They were the item that he wanted to dump over his wife the most. He saved these for last. Kate crossed her arms and awaited the spaghetti hoops that were about to be unceremoniously dispatched upon her person.

Every muscle in Kate’s body tensed up. She was about to experience spaghetti hoops in a capacity she could have never imagined. William savoured this moment as he carried the heavy bucket of spaghetti hoops over to Kate. This was a moment he imagined for a long time. He lifted the bucket and began to tilt it over Kate’s head. Spaghetti hoops began to slowly pour out onto her head and slowly tumbled down her face and over her shoulders and down the rest of her body. The hoops in their sloppy sauce were aimed perfectly so they cascaded down Kate’s body. They poured evenly down both her front and back. He tapped her shoulder and she looked up, allowing them to plop onto her face. The feeling of sloppiness, mess, embarrassment and excitement filled Kate’s body as her husband poured copious amounts of the spaghetti hoops all over her. He dumped more all over her shorts. She opened and stretched her legs out allowing the spaghetti hoops to pour all over her legs directly and between them as well.

The sexy outfit she wore was covered in mess. Her gorgeous body was bathed in mess. She could only laugh and blush. This was embarrassment like she had never experienced before, but there was something oddly exciting about it as well. She was completely dirty from head to toe. She was soaked in spaghetti hoops. When she was allowed to stand again, a pile of mess from between her legs fell to the floor. Her clothing had patches of sloppy mess everywhere.

Later William sent messages on Instagram mocking Kate for losing. Little did anyone know what he was really alluding to. Every time Kate was reminded, she relived the humiliation. The only saving grace was that the world did not know what the forfeit for losing really was.