Jessica Alba strapped in
Jessica Alba is one of the most attractive women in the world. She is a huge Hollywood star and is famous the world over. She also has an incredible tanned, toned muscular body. Every inch of her oozes sexiness. That is why many people were so pleased that she had agreed to appear on Let Her Have It. Everyone knew that they could expect mountains of mess to be plastered all over Jessica’s near perfect body.
Mr. G. came out on stage and announced her. She was, actually, not that familiar with the show, but was briefed by her agent what she could expect. A lot of people were shocked that she agreed to take part in something that could be potentially so embarrassing. For whatever reason, she did agree to take part. She walked out on stage wearing a pair of denim hot pants and a light blue button down shirt. She looked amazing. She came out on stage smiling. She shook Mr. G.’s hand. “Jessica Alba, thanks for being on the show. Do you have any idea what we have in store for you today?,” he asked. “Sort of,” she said biting her lip and waiving her hand. She then giggled. “Well, I will just cut to the chase. Each week we welcome of celebrity to the show and each week a celebrity leaves the show covered in mess.” The audience applauded. “Ok,” Jessica said,” I am at your command,” she said.
“Today, Jessica, we are debuting a new messy device. It has never been used on anyone before, so you will be the first.” “I’m honoured,” she joked. “Let’s bring it out,” Mr. G. said. The device was a sort of long board shaped object with straps on it. It was mechanized at the back. Mr. G. showed everyone how it worked. “A person will lie down on here. Their ankles and wrists will be strapped in. Then, as you can see the board can move into almost any position.” Mr. G. demonstrated that the device could move sideways in either direction. It could lift and cause the person to face the ground at an angle. It could also be moved flat so the person’s body on it would be completely horizontal, as if they were laying down on there back. He demonstrated how the device could be moved and adjusted. It was almost like an adjustable bed, in theory. “So, Jessica here will be strapped in. She will then be 100 percent helpless to the deluge that will come at her. Her body will be moved in all sorts of directions.” Jessica just gave a polite smile.
“I think I had better remove some of these clothes first, don’t ya think?,” Jessica said, “I wouldn’t want my clothes to get messy.” “Well if you have to, you have to,” Mr. G. joked. Jessica began to slowly unbutton the buttons on her shirt. She went to work undoing each of them in succession. When she was done, she pulled her arms from the shirt and pushed it aside. Revealing a sleek black bra and her amazing abs. She then undid her shorts. She slowly dropped them down her sexy legs to her ankles. She then stepped out of them. Jessica now stood wearing only a very small, tight set of black bra and panties. Her incredible body shown off for the whole world to see. Her sexy abs, beautiful legs and sexy golden brown skin on display. She just smiled and laughed. She did not seem to realize that she possessed one of the sexiest bodies on the face of the earth. To her it was no different then walking around in a bikini on the beach. She was not self conscious in the least. She put her arms in the air, wiggled her hips and shouted,” Wooo!”
Mr. G. now welcomed Jessica to climb aboard the latest messy device. She followed him as he requested. He showed Jessica where to get onto the device. She climbed up and laid down on her back on the board. She lay still and looked up at the ceiling. Mr. G. carefully strapped the half naked celebrity’s wrists and ankles to the board. He made sure that she was secured. She complied with what he asked her and was now helpless. He stepped away and pushed the device forward, moving Jessica face to face with the audience. He showed the audience how Jessica could be moved in all directions and angles. Jessica cringed. “Are you comfortable in there Miss Alba?,” he asked. “I am not sure how to answer that,” she replied. “So, we have Jessica Alba, one of the most attractive women in the world, with one of the sexiest bodies in the world all strapped into our device. We can not let that go to waste, so, in a moment we will bring on the mess. We are very fortunate. Are you ready Jessica?,” he asked. “Well, I don’t know,” she joked. “ Yeah, I am fine. I am ready for anything. Let me have it,” she said with a smile. Mr. G. adjusted the device and put Jessica into place.
Mr. G. then grabbed the microphone. “I think today we are going to let some members of our audience have a go. Is there anyone out there who would like the chance to mess Jessica Alba?” Immediately, most of the audience’s hands shot up. “Well, it looks like there are no shortage of volunteers. Let’s see. How about you two?,” he said, approaching two young women. “What are you names?,” he asked. “Gemma and Sally. We’re from Croydon,” they responded. “Do you really want to do this?,” he asked. “Oh yes, we really do,” they replied. “May I ask why?” “Well, Jessica is a top Hollywood star. The stars on tv and movies make us regular girls feel self conscious about our looks. I mean look at her, she is gorgeous and so well put together. We would like to teach her a lesson.” “Fair enough,” he said. He invited them to come down. They were each given bottles of ketchup and mustard. They took one in each hand. They were instructed to stand on a mark, about five feet from Jessica. Jessica closed her eyes and squirmed as the two ladies took aim at her near perfect body with the condiments. “Ok guys, on the count of three, let her have it,” Mr. G. said. The whole audience counted down. Jessica bit her lip and closed one eye as she was counted down. 3...2..1 everyone said. The two women aimed their ketchup and mustard at Jessica and started to squeeze their bottles. In a moment Jessica was greeted with a face full of ketchup. She screamed as her face was covered in it. More ketchup was sprayed and splattered across her chest and down her stomach. It criss crossed across her abs in an irregular pattern and sprayed on her panties and down her thighs. The red condiment rolled down her glistening brown body. Mustard was sprayed onto her as well, back and forth over her body. Mr. G. then moved the device around in various directions as ketchup and mustard hit Jessica in all direction. This created a kind of tie dye effect with the red and yellow of the ketchup and mustard. Jessica emitted a high pitched moan as she was sprayed with the sauces. She was completely strapped in an helpless as these two strangers sprayed her body with ketchup and mustard. Her bra and panties were already stained.
Next the ladies were given bottles of mayonnaise and burger sauce. Jessica laughed and begged them not to do this to her. This time the two ladies came up closer to the prone superstar. They each took their bottles and placed them on one of Jessica’s ankles each. She could feel the plastic top against her leg. They each started to spray the orange and white sauces up Jessica’s calves and then up her thighs. Each was covering one side of her body. The orange and white mess slowly was poured over her legs and then up her stomach and breasts. The poured some down onto her shoulders. It covered her shoulders and fell down her body. Bits collapsed down her chest and fell from her body. They, finally, in unison, poured the rest of the mayo and burger sauce onto the top of Jessica’s head. She closed her eyes and squirmed as the pushed the top of the bottle onto her head and then into her face. Finally they came close to the helpless celebrity, pushing their bottles in her face. They carefully sprayed mayo across her mouth and onto her nose in a pattern. Burger sauce was poured onto her neck and forehead. She squealed. Her whole body tensed up. She tried to avoid the mess, but her body movement was very limited, as she was strapped into place. “You deserve this,” one of the women whispered into her ear, delighting in the complete control they had over the shackled celebrity.
Mr. G. thanked the two women and then selected two male friends from the audience. “We are Ben and Ted from Slough. We are dying to have our way with Miss Alba,” they joked. They were welcomed to the stage. Mr. G. then adjusted the device so Jessica was now on her back, staring up at the ceiling. The two men now joined Mr. G. standing over her. She could do nothing but lie there and await whatever they had planned for her next. She was already filthy. She was dripping with slop. The mess was now pouring from her sweaty body. Two plastic buckets were now produced and handed to the two young men. The two young men could not believe their good fortune. Not too many people in world had access to an underwear clad celebrity spread eagle and totally helpless.
The buckets contained baked beans and spaghetti. Each of the men grabbed one of the buckets. “Please be gentle,” Jessica asked. Her whole half naked body lay stretched out before them. They could pour as they pleased. They started by slowly pouring the baked beans onto Jessica’s bare abs. She squirmed and shook her body about as she felt the rancid cold beans touch her tender, partially clothed flesh. She closed her eyes as these strange men poured baked beans up and down her body. She could feel them on her stomach and breasts and all over her panties and then down her legs. She could feel the beans collecting below her body as well. She could feel then against her ass. One of the men took his hand and rubbed the beans all over her bare stomach and legs. She moaned as he laughed, rubbing the mess on her skin.
The next bucket contained the spaghetti. It smelled totally gross. “We know, you love spaghetti Jessica,” Mr. G. said. One of the men took the bucket and slowly emptied it down onto Jessica’s face. Because of the position she was in, the spaghetti stayed where it was, piled onto top of her face. She almost gagged because of the smell. They then poured more spaghetti straight onto Jessica’s stomach. The long, gross noodles in spaghetti sauce piled on top of Jessica’s body. From her crotch to her shoulders, she was piled with spaghetti. The two men celebrated and went back to their seats. Jessica was left as she was for a few minutes, as her body twitched and jittered. She was unable to move. Mr. G. finally walked over and adjusted the device, putting Jessica upright again. As he did this, the spaghetti and beans were taken by gravity and slowly made there way down Jessica’s body and down to the floor. A good deal of it stayed in place, on her body though. Strands of spaghetti dripped off of her face and hair.
Finally, Mr. G. went to the audience and selected six individuals. These included and old lady, an old man, a youngish girl, a middle aged woman, a man with glasses and a larger woman. Each was handed a pie. They were all lined up in a row across from Jessica. Jessica grimaced because she knew what was about to hit her without having to be told. The group held there pies. They pointed and laughed at Jessica as they got ready to let her have it. Mr. G. spurred the crowd to count down. “3...2.…1” With that, everyone began to throw there pies at the prone Miss Alba. The first hit her on the thigh, the second in the chest. The third pie hit her on the right side of her face. The fourth smashed against her hip. The fifth hit her breasts and the last smashed into the other side of her face. Some of the pie tins stuck in place on her body, others fell away. As the sixth one hit, it knocked some of the others lose. After the barrage of pies, Jessica was left, still strapped in, smeared with creamy pie over 90 percent of her body. The crowd cheered and laughed. Try as she may, Jessica was unable to dislodge the pie from her face. The audience members were thanked and then returned to their seats.
Mr. G. walked up to Jessica and peeled the pie from her face, tossing the tin away. She laughed and licked her lips. Mr. G. lowered the device so that Jessica was on her back again. He unstrapped her arms and legs from the board. Jessica shook her body and slowly sat up. She cleared her eyes first and then got to her feet. She stood in front of the audience. She was covered in mess. She stretched her legs and tried to wipe some of the extra mess off of her body. “Oh my,” she uttered. She raised her hand as the crowd applauded her. “So Jessica. We hope you enjoyed that as much as the rest of us did,” Mr. G. said. “I don’t know what to say about how I feel. They certainly did not hold anything back on me. This is so embarrassing. I never thought that I would have to spend an afternoon picking spaghetti from my underwear, let’s put it that way. Actually, I was slimed once in a film so it really was not that bad for me. I think spaghetti and baked beans are good for your skin, I read that somewhere I think,” she joked. “As long as I can have a nice long , hot shower, I should be fine.” “Well, Jessica was a really good sport. We would like to thank her and thank you at home for watching,” Mr. G. said.
Jessica Alba is one of the most attractive women in the world. She is a huge Hollywood star and is famous the world over. She also has an incredible tanned, toned muscular body. Every inch of her oozes sexiness. That is why many people were so pleased that she had agreed to appear on Let Her Have It. Everyone knew that they could expect mountains of mess to be plastered all over Jessica’s near perfect body.
Mr. G. came out on stage and announced her. She was, actually, not that familiar with the show, but was briefed by her agent what she could expect. A lot of people were shocked that she agreed to take part in something that could be potentially so embarrassing. For whatever reason, she did agree to take part. She walked out on stage wearing a pair of denim hot pants and a light blue button down shirt. She looked amazing. She came out on stage smiling. She shook Mr. G.’s hand. “Jessica Alba, thanks for being on the show. Do you have any idea what we have in store for you today?,” he asked. “Sort of,” she said biting her lip and waiving her hand. She then giggled. “Well, I will just cut to the chase. Each week we welcome of celebrity to the show and each week a celebrity leaves the show covered in mess.” The audience applauded. “Ok,” Jessica said,” I am at your command,” she said.
“Today, Jessica, we are debuting a new messy device. It has never been used on anyone before, so you will be the first.” “I’m honoured,” she joked. “Let’s bring it out,” Mr. G. said. The device was a sort of long board shaped object with straps on it. It was mechanized at the back. Mr. G. showed everyone how it worked. “A person will lie down on here. Their ankles and wrists will be strapped in. Then, as you can see the board can move into almost any position.” Mr. G. demonstrated that the device could move sideways in either direction. It could lift and cause the person to face the ground at an angle. It could also be moved flat so the person’s body on it would be completely horizontal, as if they were laying down on there back. He demonstrated how the device could be moved and adjusted. It was almost like an adjustable bed, in theory. “So, Jessica here will be strapped in. She will then be 100 percent helpless to the deluge that will come at her. Her body will be moved in all sorts of directions.” Jessica just gave a polite smile.
“I think I had better remove some of these clothes first, don’t ya think?,” Jessica said, “I wouldn’t want my clothes to get messy.” “Well if you have to, you have to,” Mr. G. joked. Jessica began to slowly unbutton the buttons on her shirt. She went to work undoing each of them in succession. When she was done, she pulled her arms from the shirt and pushed it aside. Revealing a sleek black bra and her amazing abs. She then undid her shorts. She slowly dropped them down her sexy legs to her ankles. She then stepped out of them. Jessica now stood wearing only a very small, tight set of black bra and panties. Her incredible body shown off for the whole world to see. Her sexy abs, beautiful legs and sexy golden brown skin on display. She just smiled and laughed. She did not seem to realize that she possessed one of the sexiest bodies on the face of the earth. To her it was no different then walking around in a bikini on the beach. She was not self conscious in the least. She put her arms in the air, wiggled her hips and shouted,” Wooo!”
Mr. G. now welcomed Jessica to climb aboard the latest messy device. She followed him as he requested. He showed Jessica where to get onto the device. She climbed up and laid down on her back on the board. She lay still and looked up at the ceiling. Mr. G. carefully strapped the half naked celebrity’s wrists and ankles to the board. He made sure that she was secured. She complied with what he asked her and was now helpless. He stepped away and pushed the device forward, moving Jessica face to face with the audience. He showed the audience how Jessica could be moved in all directions and angles. Jessica cringed. “Are you comfortable in there Miss Alba?,” he asked. “I am not sure how to answer that,” she replied. “So, we have Jessica Alba, one of the most attractive women in the world, with one of the sexiest bodies in the world all strapped into our device. We can not let that go to waste, so, in a moment we will bring on the mess. We are very fortunate. Are you ready Jessica?,” he asked. “Well, I don’t know,” she joked. “ Yeah, I am fine. I am ready for anything. Let me have it,” she said with a smile. Mr. G. adjusted the device and put Jessica into place.
Mr. G. then grabbed the microphone. “I think today we are going to let some members of our audience have a go. Is there anyone out there who would like the chance to mess Jessica Alba?” Immediately, most of the audience’s hands shot up. “Well, it looks like there are no shortage of volunteers. Let’s see. How about you two?,” he said, approaching two young women. “What are you names?,” he asked. “Gemma and Sally. We’re from Croydon,” they responded. “Do you really want to do this?,” he asked. “Oh yes, we really do,” they replied. “May I ask why?” “Well, Jessica is a top Hollywood star. The stars on tv and movies make us regular girls feel self conscious about our looks. I mean look at her, she is gorgeous and so well put together. We would like to teach her a lesson.” “Fair enough,” he said. He invited them to come down. They were each given bottles of ketchup and mustard. They took one in each hand. They were instructed to stand on a mark, about five feet from Jessica. Jessica closed her eyes and squirmed as the two ladies took aim at her near perfect body with the condiments. “Ok guys, on the count of three, let her have it,” Mr. G. said. The whole audience counted down. Jessica bit her lip and closed one eye as she was counted down. 3...2..1 everyone said. The two women aimed their ketchup and mustard at Jessica and started to squeeze their bottles. In a moment Jessica was greeted with a face full of ketchup. She screamed as her face was covered in it. More ketchup was sprayed and splattered across her chest and down her stomach. It criss crossed across her abs in an irregular pattern and sprayed on her panties and down her thighs. The red condiment rolled down her glistening brown body. Mustard was sprayed onto her as well, back and forth over her body. Mr. G. then moved the device around in various directions as ketchup and mustard hit Jessica in all direction. This created a kind of tie dye effect with the red and yellow of the ketchup and mustard. Jessica emitted a high pitched moan as she was sprayed with the sauces. She was completely strapped in an helpless as these two strangers sprayed her body with ketchup and mustard. Her bra and panties were already stained.
Next the ladies were given bottles of mayonnaise and burger sauce. Jessica laughed and begged them not to do this to her. This time the two ladies came up closer to the prone superstar. They each took their bottles and placed them on one of Jessica’s ankles each. She could feel the plastic top against her leg. They each started to spray the orange and white sauces up Jessica’s calves and then up her thighs. Each was covering one side of her body. The orange and white mess slowly was poured over her legs and then up her stomach and breasts. The poured some down onto her shoulders. It covered her shoulders and fell down her body. Bits collapsed down her chest and fell from her body. They, finally, in unison, poured the rest of the mayo and burger sauce onto the top of Jessica’s head. She closed her eyes and squirmed as the pushed the top of the bottle onto her head and then into her face. Finally they came close to the helpless celebrity, pushing their bottles in her face. They carefully sprayed mayo across her mouth and onto her nose in a pattern. Burger sauce was poured onto her neck and forehead. She squealed. Her whole body tensed up. She tried to avoid the mess, but her body movement was very limited, as she was strapped into place. “You deserve this,” one of the women whispered into her ear, delighting in the complete control they had over the shackled celebrity.
Mr. G. thanked the two women and then selected two male friends from the audience. “We are Ben and Ted from Slough. We are dying to have our way with Miss Alba,” they joked. They were welcomed to the stage. Mr. G. then adjusted the device so Jessica was now on her back, staring up at the ceiling. The two men now joined Mr. G. standing over her. She could do nothing but lie there and await whatever they had planned for her next. She was already filthy. She was dripping with slop. The mess was now pouring from her sweaty body. Two plastic buckets were now produced and handed to the two young men. The two young men could not believe their good fortune. Not too many people in world had access to an underwear clad celebrity spread eagle and totally helpless.
The buckets contained baked beans and spaghetti. Each of the men grabbed one of the buckets. “Please be gentle,” Jessica asked. Her whole half naked body lay stretched out before them. They could pour as they pleased. They started by slowly pouring the baked beans onto Jessica’s bare abs. She squirmed and shook her body about as she felt the rancid cold beans touch her tender, partially clothed flesh. She closed her eyes as these strange men poured baked beans up and down her body. She could feel them on her stomach and breasts and all over her panties and then down her legs. She could feel the beans collecting below her body as well. She could feel then against her ass. One of the men took his hand and rubbed the beans all over her bare stomach and legs. She moaned as he laughed, rubbing the mess on her skin.
The next bucket contained the spaghetti. It smelled totally gross. “We know, you love spaghetti Jessica,” Mr. G. said. One of the men took the bucket and slowly emptied it down onto Jessica’s face. Because of the position she was in, the spaghetti stayed where it was, piled onto top of her face. She almost gagged because of the smell. They then poured more spaghetti straight onto Jessica’s stomach. The long, gross noodles in spaghetti sauce piled on top of Jessica’s body. From her crotch to her shoulders, she was piled with spaghetti. The two men celebrated and went back to their seats. Jessica was left as she was for a few minutes, as her body twitched and jittered. She was unable to move. Mr. G. finally walked over and adjusted the device, putting Jessica upright again. As he did this, the spaghetti and beans were taken by gravity and slowly made there way down Jessica’s body and down to the floor. A good deal of it stayed in place, on her body though. Strands of spaghetti dripped off of her face and hair.
Finally, Mr. G. went to the audience and selected six individuals. These included and old lady, an old man, a youngish girl, a middle aged woman, a man with glasses and a larger woman. Each was handed a pie. They were all lined up in a row across from Jessica. Jessica grimaced because she knew what was about to hit her without having to be told. The group held there pies. They pointed and laughed at Jessica as they got ready to let her have it. Mr. G. spurred the crowd to count down. “3...2.…1” With that, everyone began to throw there pies at the prone Miss Alba. The first hit her on the thigh, the second in the chest. The third pie hit her on the right side of her face. The fourth smashed against her hip. The fifth hit her breasts and the last smashed into the other side of her face. Some of the pie tins stuck in place on her body, others fell away. As the sixth one hit, it knocked some of the others lose. After the barrage of pies, Jessica was left, still strapped in, smeared with creamy pie over 90 percent of her body. The crowd cheered and laughed. Try as she may, Jessica was unable to dislodge the pie from her face. The audience members were thanked and then returned to their seats.
Mr. G. walked up to Jessica and peeled the pie from her face, tossing the tin away. She laughed and licked her lips. Mr. G. lowered the device so that Jessica was on her back again. He unstrapped her arms and legs from the board. Jessica shook her body and slowly sat up. She cleared her eyes first and then got to her feet. She stood in front of the audience. She was covered in mess. She stretched her legs and tried to wipe some of the extra mess off of her body. “Oh my,” she uttered. She raised her hand as the crowd applauded her. “So Jessica. We hope you enjoyed that as much as the rest of us did,” Mr. G. said. “I don’t know what to say about how I feel. They certainly did not hold anything back on me. This is so embarrassing. I never thought that I would have to spend an afternoon picking spaghetti from my underwear, let’s put it that way. Actually, I was slimed once in a film so it really was not that bad for me. I think spaghetti and baked beans are good for your skin, I read that somewhere I think,” she joked. “As long as I can have a nice long , hot shower, I should be fine.” “Well, Jessica was a really good sport. We would like to thank her and thank you at home for watching,” Mr. G. said.
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