Megan McKenna in the stocks

Megan McKenna in the stocks

Megan Mckenna was one of the best celebrities on Celebrity Big Brother 2016. She was one of the most attractive. All of the celebrities in the Big Brother house had been arguing and fighting throughout the series about many trivial things. There were times when people had lost their cool and shouted and screamed. Megan was no exception. On two occasions she had screamed very loudly, having become very angry. Most of this was aimed at John Partridge, who she accused of being manipulative. 

As a task, Celebrity Big Brother polled the viewers as to who they wanted to see in certain situations. Megan was voted to be put in the stocks and to receive a messy punishment. This was unannounced. The voice of Big Brother came over the loudspeaker and told Megan that she must come to the garden immediately. At the time, she was laying on the bed with Scotty T wearing only a black bra and thong. She told Big Brother that she needed to get dressed. They denied her this request. They demanded that she report to the garden immediately. She had chosen to just be wearing her underwear on national television, so she would have to remain this way. She, reluctantly, walked out to the garden dressed as she was. She looked very annoyed. When she walked out, she saw that a pillory was set up in the garden. She was told to stand by the pillory while the other housemates gathered across from it. “Megan, as part of the, just go with it task, you must go in the stocks and take a messy punishment.” Her mouth fell open. “Oh my God, I can’t believe this,” she said. She had no choice but to go along with it, though, as it was part of the shopping task. Her housemates could not help but chuckle at her situation. 

“Ok,” she said,” But I am not happy,” she exclaimed. The top of the pillory was raised for her. She leaned forward and placed her head into position. Her sexy neck stretched across the pillory. She then placed her wrists into the smaller holes either side of her head. She gave a pouting look. The top of the pillory was then lowered and she was locked into place. This left her in an unflattering position. She was bent over. Her backside was high in the air. The thong that she was wearing was minimal. The inner curves of her inner legs and crotch were almost fully visible. The camera took a few panning shots, showing her muscular tanned body stretched into the stocks. Her backside fully in view. 

Buckets and containers were brought out. Megan’s mouth fell open. “Oh my god,” she said, knowing what they would be used for. “I can’t believe this,” she said. Her half naked body was already in prone position on display for the whole world to see. She was now about to get covered in sloppy mess. Big Brother then announced that they wanted John to be the one to do the hours. “Oh it will be my pleasure,” he said with great gusto. 

The first thing that he handed was a large pie. He took it in both hands. He puckered his lips, posing with it as everyone laughed. Megan’s eyes widened. “No, Johnny. Don’t do this, please. You wouldn’t dare,” she said. “ “Oh yes, I most certainly would,” he said as he sauntered over to her. He danced over and then held the pie in front of her face. She made a funny face. She shook her head, as much as she could. He then pushed the pie forward into her face. Everyone applauded as he pushed the sloppy pie into Megan’s face. He moved it back and forth in a semi-circle in her face. He leaned over and smile and then pulled the pie away. The final layer of pie fell from Megan’s face to the ground. She stuck her tongue out and wiggled her head, letting out a little squeal. She wiggled her lips and tongue. Her face was covered thick creamy pie. Megan’s beautiful face was left covered in creamy pie. She just laughed at this point.

He was then handed a second pie. He looked Megan up and down. He caught eye of her rear end. A glimmer came to his eye. He smirked as he made way around her. He put his hand on her hip and then pushed the second pie straight into Megan’s shapely posterior. Megan was pushed forward as pie was pushed into her backside. He rubbed the pie around all over her thong clad behind. “I can’t believe that you are pieing my arse,” she said. He let the tin drop, revealing her backside coated in creamy pie. It looked yummy, for sure. 

John then was given a bucket that was filled with rice pudding. He smiled. He walked over to Megan and showed her what was in the bucket. “Oh my god,” she shrieked. He lifted it and began to pour the rice pudding all over Megan’s half naked body. He aimed it onto her back, initially. It was a sloppy off white colour. It was filled with lumps. She grimaced and squirmed as it began too poor down her sexy, smooth, tanned body. It poured all over her nearly bare backside and down the backs of her legs. It ran down her thighs and down the backs of her knees. Rice pudding poured down her calves. He then moved the bucket upwards, dumping more onto her back and down her neck and chest and then all over her head and face. Megan wiggled her legs and bottom. She could feel blobs of sloppy rice pudding all over her barely clothed body.

Next to come was a container that was filled with baked beans. “I’ve got some beans for you, Megan,” John said in a theatrical voice. “Oh my god, beans? No, don’t do this. You can’t pour beans on me.” Nevertheless, he approached and started doing just that. She screeched, “Nooooo,” as he dumped baked beans all over her sexy body. He began by dumping some over her head. The beans poured on top of her head and then cascaded down her face. He then poured more down her body. Her tiny bra and knickers were soon soaked with bean juice. The sloppy beans poured directly on her sexy bare skin. John showered Megan in the beans. They dumped all over her body. They stuck everywhere. She was drenched in the bean juice. 

He finished off a container of thick, brown gravy. He smiled as slowly tipped the gravy over her body. It poured over her back and dripped down her breasts. It poured over her stomach and then all over her behind and legs. She could feel it all over her body. He took his time drenching her in the thick brown mess. It dripped all over her. It soaked her hair and underwear. Everyone roared with applause. Megan shook her head.

She was finally allowed out of the pillory. She frowned as she emerged. She pushed her hands down her face and body, splashing the mess off of her. She ran her hands over her hair. “I can’t believe this,” she said. She shook her head and licked her teeth. Mess rolled down her body. “Don’t worry, you look hotter than ever,” Scotty T told her. She took a deep breath and glared at him. She then was shown scrubbing her sexy body clean in the shower.

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Claire Richards slave to food

Claire Richards slave to food

Claire Richards from Steps had a television show called “Slave to Food”. She had issues with her weight over the years. It fluctuated a great deal from time to time, but she always was attractive no matter how big or small she was. She did love food a lot though. Claire was one of many who secretly enjoyed WAM. One day, she decided to go for it. She discovered a whole new way to enjoy food. It was going to take the experience to a whole new level. She was a bit nervous, but she told herself, “I have to do this. It is going to be amazing”. 

The first part of the experience was going to the grocery store. This part was thrilling for her, almost as much as the messing itself. It was like a free for all of a shopping spree. She got the largest shopping cart that she could and gleefully made her way down the aisles. She then looked for items that she could use. The idea that she was purchasing them to use in a messy way was very arousing in itself. The others in the store had no idea of what she would be using the items for. As she purchased them one by one, she imagined how they would be used. She was slightly embarrassed of course.

 Although, no one had a clue of what she was really up to of course. She spent ages picking out the perfect items. This experience alone was making her extremely aroused. She blushed as she was checking out. It was as if she was purchasing pornography from a sex shop. The cashier thought that she was acting a bit strange, but never got a clue as to why. Claire was hoping that she would not be recognised. 

When she had checked out, she rushed to the car and put the groceries in the boot. She was so turned on at this point that she jumped in the car and plunged her hand down into the front of her knickers. She was soaking wet already. She began to rub her vagina and to moan. She ducked down low so she would not be seen. She could not help herself. She then rushed home and into her bedroom. She emptied the grocery bags and laid the items out over her dresser. She decided that she was so horny that she could not wait. She thrust her jeans down and removed her top. She decided that she may as well go the whole way. She unhooked her bra and dropped her panties. Her fake tanned, chubby body looked incredible. She looked at herself in her full length mirror above her dresser. She ran her hands over her body. She squeezed her own breasts and behind. She then rubbed her dripping wet vagina again with her fingers. “Time to get dirty,” she thought to herself. She bit her lip.

She popped open a tub of chocolate rice pudding. She closed her eyes and sniffed it. “Oh my God, this smells amazing,” she thought to herself. She held it in front of her and began to pour it over her head and over the front of her body. The chocolatey pudding plopped down her face and chest. It rolled over her face and down her body. She then dipped her hand in and stuck her fingers into her mouth. She ate some of the rice pudding. She then rubbed more over her vagina. She began to rub her clitoris in the rice pudding. She let out a loud moan of pleasure. “Oh yeah, oh my God. Oooh yeah,” she said in a sexy tone. She was very turned on already. She was highly aroused. 

She then opened a similar tub of custard. She tipped some of it over her head. She then plunged her hands into the tub and began to squeeze her breasts. She rubbed custard all over her breasts, fondling them in the custard. She then took more and plopped it onto her backside. She squeezed her cheeks as she coated them in the tasty mess. She then spread her legs and dumped the remainder between her legs. She then took two fingers and began to rub her vagina again. She leaned back. She bent her knees and pushed her head backwards. She played with herself. She began to grind her hips. This was proving more arousing than she could ever have imagined it would be. 

She then pulled a sloppy chocolate cream pie close to her. She leaned over and shoved her face down into it. She pushed her head down into it. She wiggled it around. She then began to eat some of the pie that surrounded her face. She hungrily munched and licked away at the pie. She stuck her tongue out and began to sensually devour some of the crust. She moved her tongue back and forth as if she was licking something much sexier than any pie. She wiggled her tongue around. She then lifted the pie and dumped what was left of it all over her breasts. The crust crumbled over her large breasts.

It was then time for a chocolate and cherry cheesecake. Claire took a big bite of it to begin. She then took about half of it and pushed it straight up into her backside. It was covered in cherries and flaked chocolate. She then pushed it down between her legs. It smushed all over her vagina. The feeling of cheesecake against her vagina was an incredible one. Claire possessed some very sexy protruding, juicy pussy lips. They were now covered in sloppy cheesecake. She took the rest of it and placed it on top of her head. It crumbled around her head. The chocolate and cherries oozed down the sides of her head, all over her short blonde hair. She took another handful and devoured it. This was like nothing she had ever experienced before in her life. 

Claire was thinking to herself how much she loved food.  She now took some frozen yoghurt. She was going to experience cart dior in a way that few ever had before. It was swirled with strawberry sauce and cream in a pink strawberry ice cream. She had waited awhile so it would melt a bit. It was no soft and sloppy. She used her hands. She plunged both hands in. One she placed in her mouth, the other between her legs. She rubbed her vagina with once and sucked the frozen yoghurt off of her fingers simultaneously. She let out audible grunts of pleasure as repeated these actions. She rolled her hips. She humped back and forth as she fingered herself. She then spooned some with her hands onto her stomach. It melted more and more as it came into contact with her sizzling hot flesh. It was still very cold on her skin. She shivered as she allowed it to melt all over her body. She put more on her sexy thighs. She continued humping back and forth. She was building herself towards orgasm. 

She took and éclair and a cream horn in each hand. She took a bite of each and then smashed both against her vagina. She splattered the desserts onto her private parts. She then took a bottle of chocolate syrup and turned it upside down onto herself. She gently squeezed the sweet chocolate syrup down her body. It rolled down her sexy body. More poured over her head and body. She was getting very close to orgasming at this point.

She now decided to use something totally different. She had arranged a gigantic tray filled with nachos. It was filled to the brim with chips, nacho cheese, salsa, sour cream and guacamole. Claire lifted it with both hands. It was an enormous platter. She looked at it and licked her lips. She laughed as she plunged her face deep into the nachos as hard as she could manage. She twisted it around. She began to chew and eat bits of it before lifting it and dumping the whole thing over herself. The collected mess rolled down her face and then down the front of her body. She squeezed her breasts and wiggled her hips. The residual mess landing on her lap. 

She was very near climax now. She was now ready for the grand finale that she had planned for herself. She had made herself a massive banana split. It was half melted now. It was enormous. It was filled with ice cream, sauces, nuts, sprinkles, whipped cream, strawberries, pineapple and bits of whole banana. The whole thing filled a massive, silver sundae dish. It could feed about half a dozen adults comfortably. It was so heavy that she could barely lift it. She started by pushing her face into it. She then lifted it up and started dumping it over her head. It rolled down her face and then down her body. She sat down and opened her legs. She dumped the rest of it straight into her crotch. The banana fell into natural position between her legs. She screeched loudly in pleasure. “Ooooh, oh yeah. Oh my God, yes,” she squealed. She rubbed herself harder as she neared climax.

She closed her eyes and leaned back. She held back, biting her lip. Her squeals of pleasure became louder and louder. The noises of pleasure filled the air. She leaned back and let go. Her vagina then exploded. She gave way to pleasure. Every muscle in her body contorted. She exploded. Her vagina squirting forth with sweet juices. It covered the remains of the banana. She experienced a moment of pure ecstasy at this moment. She then collapsed backwards on the bed in a combination of both pleasure and exhaustion. 

She lay there covered in mess for some time, enjoying the moment. Eventually, she got up and began to clean herself off. This night had been everything she had hoped for and more.

Ronda Rousey is humbled

Ronda Rousey is humbled

Ronda Rousey had been dominant in her sport. She had been the top draw and the main reason why people became aware of the sport that she competed in. She also knew this and became very arrogant and full of herself. She became overconfident. This really rubbed a lot of people up the wrong way. Arrogance was not a quality that people appreciated. She seemed to believe that she was better than others. Ultimately, this would lead to her losing a fight in shocking fashion. People wondered if she had underestimated her opponent leading to her defeat. 

The defeat was humiliating. Unfortunately for her, there would be more humiliation to follow. Before the match, she had been so confident that she had made a bet with an obnoxious male sports radio personality. If she lost the match, she would have to do a forfeit. Of course, she never thought in her wildest dreams that there was any possibility whatsoever that she could lose. The match was not even meant to be close. She made the bet thinking that there was no chance she would lose, but she had lost and now was going to have to pay the price for it. The radio host was a chauvinistic jerk as well. To have him get one over on her was even more humiliating than losing the match. She could only imagine what he had planned. 

She reluctantly showed up on the day. She was going to be eating crow for sure. She did not want to turn up, but a promise was a promise. She was going to have to face humiliation to an incredible level. Unfortunately for her, no one was going to have much pity for her, because she was so full of herself when she was winning. She was now put in her place and no one was feeling sorry for her.

She wore a pair of black shorts and a black sports bra. Her hair was held back in a ponytail. She was silent as the male presenter explained that she had lost her match and the bet and she was about to pay further consequences. He mouthed off about her and her loss. She just stopped listening to him. 

She remained silent. She decided, to herself, that she was going to remain silent and try not to pay attention to what was happening as much as possible. He began to mouth off about how much he was going to enjoy carrying out the punishment upon her. He announced that he was going to be covering her in sloppy mess. Deep down, she was slightly relieved. She had worried that it was going to be something much more repulsive than that, although it was still going to be embarrassing enough for her.  He approached her carrying a large bucket. The bucket contained masses of bright pink gunge. “Because Miss Rousey lost her match, it means I am going to get to pour this all over her head,” he said. She frowned and glared at him. She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.

He carried the bucket, comically dancing over to her. He then playfully tipped it over her. Thick, soft, bright pink gunge slowly trickled out and poured over her rippling body. It poured over her blonde hair and down the front of her body, all over her chest and muscular abs. Ronda closed her eyes and made an annoyed face as the gunge toppled over her. It poured down her legs to her socks. Soon she was dripping in pink gunge from head to toe. She tossed her head. She was red as a beat with embarrassment. She kept telling herself that she had to get through this. It would be over soon. 

When that bucket was empty, he grabbed a second. This one was filled with bright blue gunge. It was of a similar texture and consistency to the pink gunge that was already all over Ronda. The sports show host lifted the bucket over the ashamed fighter. He began to slowly pour the bright blue gunge over her. It poured over her head and rolled down her body. It rolled down her back and chest. She folded her arms and allowed the cackling, arrogant man to dump the gunge over her body. Deep down, she was furious. She was angry with herself for getting herself in this situation. This was embarrassing beyond all of her wildest dreams. All the while he was delivering barbs and insults as he humiliated her.

He then took a massive creamy pie. He rammed it straight into Ronda’s face. The pie smashed into her face with a thud. Pie splattered in all directions. It hallowed around her chest and neck. He then pushed the pie upwards over her forehead and hair. He pushed it up to the top of her head. It was left in place on top of her head. It looked ridiculous. She kept her eyes on the ground. She looked very dejected. 

She was taunted by the radio host. He was talking about how much he was enjoying this. He spoke about how her arrogance had gotten the better of her. Ronda was asked for her comments. All she said was that this would make her even more determined to overcome her mistakes and to get back at everyone who was enjoying seeing her get humiliated.