How Many More Fridays ?

Debbi was on all fours. She was naked of course, it was Forfeit Friday after all ! Well, to be entirely accurate, she still had a pair of sneakers on and she also wore knee pads and a shoulder harness that was attached to a wheeled trolley behind her. This trolley was to be piled up with boxes and Debbi would crawl around the warehouse, pulling the trolley and transferring supplies from the shelves to the loading bay. It might not be the most efficient method but it was certainly the most entertaining ! Her breasts hung down seductively and those behind her received rewarding views of her pussy and asshole as she strained to move forwards. Visiting lorry drivers were somewhat taken aback but soon joined in the fun. Word of the company's unusual incentive scheme was starting to spread !

Debbi's stamina was not endless and after an hour of this, it was reckoned to be enough. The afternoon needed a coup de grace however. After she was released from the harness and had struggled to her feet, Ivan announced "Now we throw you in bin !" Debbi was aghast. "Noooo" she cried but to no avail. She was picked up and carried outside to the evil smelling skip containing the waste food produce from the canteen. Debbi was unceremoniously thrown in, the lid was closed and the men wheeled the skip at great speed around the car park.

When they stopped and opened the lid, the sight that greeted them resembled an old style 1950's cartoon. Debbi's body was adorned with traces of congealed gravy and custard, chicken bones, fish heads and vegetable peelings. "Bastards" Debbi yelled at the men as she tried to stand. The generally good natured crowd were a little sheepish, wondering if they had gone too far. Then Debbi glimpsed a familiar face at the back of the crowd.

"Jeff ?" she said, startled. "Oh, uh, hi Deb" he mumbled. "What are you doing here ?" Jeff looked as sheepish as the warehouse guys. "Um, it's kind of embarrassing" he began. "Embarrassing ?" Debbi screamed. "This is embarrassing" she emphasised, indicating her nude body from which the accumulated crud was slowly dropping. "Er, yeah, I can understand that" Jeff agreed. "But the thing us, there's a bit of a crisis back at the office."