Sunday 3 January 2021

Karen from the Office

 

Karen from the Office

Karen on The Office was played by Rashida Jones. Karen was a bit of an odd character because in some respects, she got a raw deal, but she was also kind of a bitch in other ways at the same time. She was quite a complex character. She was always in competition with Pam for the affections of Jim. The two were always doing subtle things to try to undermine the other. Karen was always jealous of Pam. Deep down, she always knew that the two were actually in love with each other, but circumstances always seemed to interfere. On the other hand, she was always humiliated and made to look a bit foolish because of the situation that she found herself in.



Karen hatched a plan to get back at Pam and to embarrass her in front of everyone. There was a special work event that was going on as a part of team building. Karen suggested that they set up a pillory and have someone get into it and have messy items thrown on them. Of course she did this to set Pam up to be humiliated in front of everyone. She set it up so that everyone would vote for someone who they wanted to see placed in the stocks. As luck would have it, the two people receiving the most votes were Pam and Karen herself. It was actually a tie. In reality she had set it up this way. She was going to suggest that Jim have the deciding vote. She was hoping and expecting that he would choose Pam.

“So, Jim, it looks like you have the final call on this one. Who goes in the stocks? Pam or me?” She looked at Pam, smirking. She was very confident that Jim would save her as she was his girlfriend. Pam’s eyes widened. She looked very sheepish, believing that Jim was going to save Karen as well. She could tell that Karen was trying to set her up. Jim looked at them both. He gulped. He was in a very awkward position now. He really could not win either way. Of course, he was being encouraged by Kevin and others about what choice he should make. “Well, Karen, as this was your idea, I think that it is only right that you are the one to go in.” Karen glared at him in shock. Pam’s eyes widened in shock. “You have got to be kidding me. I can’t believe this,” she muttered. She was livid. She shook her head in anger.



She was dressed in tight grey trousers and a white striped button down shirt. She was made to go outside in the parking lot and to get into the stocks. She could not protest because the whole thing was her idea. Her sexy body was secured in the stocks. Bending over as she placed her head and wrists in the stocks. Her shapely behind sticking out in the air. She looked extremely angry as the top of the pillory was lowered and secured. She knew how embarrassing this was going to be. She had chosen the mess herself. She had intentionally made it as disgusting as possible because she was intending on using it to humiliate Pam. Now the mess was going to end up all over her instead. The truth was that she deserved this for trying to embarrass Pam.

The rest of the co-workers gathered around. Buckets and containers were handed to everyone to use on Karen. Jim dare not say or do anything at this point. Karen glared at him in particular. Pam tried not to laugh or show how overjoyed she was. Michael started. He was given a large pie. It was covered in lashings of whipped cream in swirling lines. You could see where it was sprayed into the pie. He thanked Karen for being such a good sport and declared that the messing was to commence. He pushed the pie into her face. Twisting it around. Everyone cheered. As the pie tin fell down the pillory to the ground, the strands of the whipped cream stuck all over Karen’s face. She could only wiggle her nose and move her tongue and lips around as bits of the pie fell down her face. He then took a second pie and pushed it right into her behind. She was pushed forward a bit as the pie smashed into her behind. The pie stuck all over her grey trousers. Some went into the pockets as some smeared down her thighs.



The rest of the staff members pelted her with eggs, tomatoes and cups of spoiled yoghurt. They splattered her all over covering her face, hair and body in layer upon layer of rotten egg, pulp, seeds, yolk and pink yoghurt. She closed her eyes as she was hit by a barrage of spoiled mess.

It was now Pam’s turn. She had to try to pretend that she was not loving every minute of this. There was a massive bucket that Karen had prepared. She was planning on dumping this on Pam herself. She had specially prepared it. It was marked with the word slop. It was not slop though. It was a mixture of disgusting mess. It looked like a thick soup. Almost like a corn chowder. It was quite runny though in places like a chicken noodle soup. She pretended that she was reluctant to do this. Everyone else encouraged her. They started chanting her name in encouragement. Pam lifted the bucket as she approached Karen. “Sorry,” she said. She then began to liberally pour the mess all over Karen. She dumped it all over Karen’s body. It smelled revolting. Pam tried to hide the fact that dumping this sloppy mess all over Karen was extremely enjoyable given what she had endured. She knew that she would have loved to have been the one to do this to her.



Having Pam do this to her was the most humiliating experience that Karen could possibly imagine. The sensation of having this woman who she felt undermined her relationship dumping mess all over her body was about as embarrassing as it could get. The sloppy mess dripped from her face and body.

Finally, there was a bucket filled with baked beans. Pam attempted to lift it, but she claimed that it was too heavy. She asked Jim to assist her. They lifted it together and began to dump the beans all over Karen together. Everyone applauded and laughed as they watched Karen’s tanned athletic body get soaked in baked beans. Her clothes were saturated in mess. Her shirt was nearly see through at this point. Her trousers were covered. Beans poured down her neck and inside of her clothes. Beans dripped down her legs.

She bit her lip in anger. She was extremely annoyed and embarrassed.

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