As Linda turned her car into the drive she noticed that instead of one decorator's van parked outside the house there were three, something that struck her as odd specially as it was 6.00pm and they normally packed up at 5.30. Also David's car was not there and he usually got home from work an hour before she did.
They were having four rooms redecorated in the house (including the spare bedroom which was the scene of her messy initiation and which had never been finished) and the decorators were on to the third at the moment and well ahead of schedule.
Opening the front door she walked through and then on to the lounge to find Joe and Tom, the two men who had done all the work so far, sitting and talking to four others.
Joe owned and ran the small decorating firm and had been recommended to them by DH who had used them before. He was about thirty five along with three of the other men and two looked much younger.
As she entered they all stood up and moved across the room forming a circle around her. Slightly perturbed by this she asked what was going on and whether David was in.
"Well he did come in about half an hour ago," said Joe "and we talked about how things were progressing. I asked him whether, as we are half way through, he could pay us half the money as agreed. He said no as he was a bit short on bonus this month and could we wait for a week or two."
"Well," Tom joined in, "then we showed him this photo that we found behind the sideboard when we moved it and thought maybe we could negotiate something with him." and he showed Linda.
It was a copy of the original photo taken by Phyllis upstairs in the back bedroom, of a near naked Linda hands tied above her head, mouth taped over and being groped by several hands, the owners of which could not be seen.
Linda remembered that she and David had a copy as a memento but it had disappeared some while ago and must have fallen down behind the sideboard.
"So David told us all about it and everything that has happened to you after your friends threatened to put it on the village website but relented subject to your...er... co-operation and so we thought along similar lines."
" David said that you would be home soon and that we should speak to you about it. Then he went out again. So you are alone here with us!"
As Tom finished speaking, she felt the back of her skirt being lifted up and a voice said "Yep as he said, suspenders and stockings!" She turned around quickly but the culprit, whoever he was, had let go and all she saw were three cherubic faces grinning at her.
"I could pay you now" said Linda. "That is what we are hoping" said Tom :evil:. "No, in cash" she replied :oops:. "Bit too late for that" he said "now we've seen the photo and David has told us what you have been doing."
After a moments pause, Linda said "There's no way out of this, is there? I can't appeal to your better nature, I suppose?" "Haven't got one" came the reply.
"O.K." she sighed " as there looks like no alternative, what do you want me to do?"
"Well we have two new guys here, Darren and Steve," said Joe "After David had left I thought that we could treat this as a training session so I phoned everyone to come over. Tom, myself, Tony and Bill could give them a demonstration on how to prepare and carry out a proper sequence of decorating."
"All you have to do is to be good and do as you are told." said Joe.
"Right boys, when you are getting ready to decorate a room what is the first thing you need to do? Tom can you show us?"
"Well, I always mix the paste first because then you can let it stand and thicken up." said Tom and taking a bucket he poured in a generous amount of wallpaper paste powder and then some water. "Then stir to a good consistency" he continued and taking a short wooden stick he stirred vigorously.
Linda looked on wondering what was to happen to the bucket of paste when it was mixed.
"Eventually it gets to what I call knicker dropping thick" (now she knew) "and fortunately, today, I can demonstrate exactly what I mean like this. Now, Linda if you wouldn't mind just slipping out of your skirt..."
Linda reached round to the zip at the side of her skirt and slowly pulled it down and undone and giving Tom a nervous smile let the skirt fall to the floor stepping out of it.
"Now if you could just hold out the front of your panties for me." said Tom and he turned to Darren and Steve and said "it must not flow too freely like water," and tipped his bucket towards the inviting target. "It must be thick enough to flow only slowly"
As he said this the freshly mixed paste oozed over the lip of the bucket. Linda closed her eyes and grimaced as a large dollop of the cold slimy paste oozed into the inviting receptacle.
"You must always use enough" said Tom and carried on pouring until it reached the waistband of Linda's panties "and you must make sure that all surfaces are covered and now I need your help Bill, if you would just pull out the back of her panties as well, please." he said and Bill moved behind her and the process was repeated into the back of her panties :o.
Putting down the bucket he went on "Then you must ensure that the paste is worked into every corner" he said and massaged the front of her panties (while Bill similarly worked on her bottom) and easing her thighs apart, worked the paste between her legs.
"Now Darren and Steve would you like to come here and to show you have been watching carefully just demonstrate the spreading process. You will probably get a better feel for it from inside."
Darren and Steve slipped their hands into Linda's panties and began to work the paste into every nook and cranny they could find. Meanwhile Linda had to bite her lip and clench her fists to stop trembling too much as fingers poked and prodded around in her underwear.
"OK that looks alright" said Tom "now we can let that stand and get on with other preparation. Can either of you tell me which coat of paint we put on first?"
"Undercoat and primer," called out Darren. "Good" said Tom "come here and you can help me with that."
"Linda, could you undo your top two blouse buttons please?" he asked and then rolled the collar over. "Right Darren, open up that 4 litre tin of undercoat and I will watch you apply it. Right above her head now please."
Darren tipped the tin and 4 litres of grey undercoat poured out over Linda's head :shock:. "Make sure of complete coverage" said Tom and Darren moved the tin to ad fro above Linda.
The sticky paint flowed over her head plastering her hair to her forehead, covering her face and neck and running over her blouse. Some found it's way inside her blouse and onto her breasts. As there was so much, it carried on running down her legs and started pooling around her feet.