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25/03/2010
My lacy briefs fluttered softly to the floor, leaving me completely and utterly naked.
Carol and Mandy let go of me and stepped back to admire their handiwork. I stood before them with my legs tightly together, my hands cupped over my vagina and my head bowed. My shoulder-length blonde hair didn’t quite cover my red, embarrassed face. I stared down at my bare toes, feeling totally humiliated.
“C’mon, Tracy,” said Carol. “You look less out of place now without any clothes.” She was right, of course, since we were now all nude, but I’d always dreaded being naked in front of other women. Now my nightmare had come true.
“No need to be ashamed, Tracy, especially with a bare body like that,” smiled Mandy. “We’re all girls in the shower, as they say. Your boobs are great, and I envy you that little bum of yours.”
“Yeah, you’re gorgeous,” concurred Carol, enthusiastically. “This is the first time I’ve ever seen you in the nude, and I’ve got to admit I’m impressed. Jealous, even. I can‘t understand why you wanted to keep those sweet boobs to yourself this afternoon.”
Their making remarks about my naked body, complimentary as they were, was the last straw. Compulsively, I stepped sideways and grabbed Mandy’s silk dressing gown, which draped over the arm of a chair; but before I could throw it on the other two nude girls had grabbed me again and prevented me from doing so.
“Looks like she doesn’t want to stay nude, Mandy,” grinned Carol as she once again held my wrists behind me in a vice-like grip. “Only thing for it is to tie her up for a bit…”
“A splendid idea,” Mandy replied. “I’ve got some silk scarves in my bedroom. I’ll go and get them.” So saying, she padded out of the room and upstairs.
“Don’t do this to me, Carol,” I pleaded over my shoulder while struggling in vain to free my wrists.
Carol tossed her head, flicking back her long blonde hair. “Why not?” she enquired. “You told me once that it was a fantasy of yours.”
She wasn’t lying. We’d been in a bar one night and had a few drinks before exchanging a few secrets with each other. As regards love-making, my sexual fantasy- which I had confessed to her- started with the phrase “Bound hand and foot…”. There was, however, one important difference between my personal dreams of sex-and- bondage and the situation I found myself in…
“But we’re all girls here!” I wailed.
“Details, details.” Carol dismissed my protest airily. “Besides, when you were relating that fantasy to me you never mentioned the gender of any other participant.” And she could have been right, too; whenever I got on the subject of that particular sexy dream, I tended to get carried away with excitement. It was entirely possible I’d overlooked one or two essential details when telling her about it.
Mandy padded back into the room carrying several silk scarves of different colours. As they began to use them to tie my wrists I made one last attempt to escape, but my two nude friends closed in on me again and held me firmly. After a silent, desperate, three-girl, naked, losing struggle I found myself tossed full-length like a caber on to the huge couch, with my wrists tied securely behind my back and my ankles tied together. Pathetically, in my shame I’d immediately rolled over on my stomach so Carol and Mandy could see as little as possible of the sexy parts of my body which weren’t normally exposed - my bare bum was still visible to them, but, I realised sadly, there was nothing at all I could do about that.
“We’ll have to untie her eventually…” started Carol- a touch regretfully, I thought.
“Free me now- never mind eventually!” I interrupted furiously, squirming uselessly in my tight bonds.
“Oh dear- if she’s going to get noisy, we’ll have to do something about it,” sighed Mandy. I turned my head sideways on the couch in time to see her bare bum wiggling out of the room. She returned a few seconds later with a small article of clothing I suddenly recognised as being my lacy briefs.
As she padded directly over to the couch on which I was lying, I looked up at her. “What do you think you’re going to do with mmmMMMmmuph! mMMMMmmmuph!” My angry query was interrupted in mid-sentence as she stuffed my briefs into my mouth before tying them in firmly with the widest of her silk scarves.
“Right- you were saying?” she continued imperturbably, having rendered me silent and thus completely helpless as I lay there naked.
Carol giggled at the calm, matter-of-fact way that Mandy dealt with the situation before remembering the point she was about to make. “We’ll have to free her eventually, but how are we going to convince her that there’s nothing wrong about being nude with other girls?”
“Well, it would be a start if we got her walking here around my house without clothes with us for the rest of the day,” replied Mandy. “I have an idea that may persuade her to co-operate with us.”
“As long as it doesn’t hurt her.”
“Certainly not. I’ve never caused physical pain to any of my friends, and I don’t intend to start now. Or ever.” Mandy’s statement, while it should have been reassuring to me, didn’t come as a surprise. I could see her playing cruel tricks on people, but I could envisage her hurting them deliberately. Carol and I were the same- we hadn’t become nurses by causing pain.
With a little difficulty, Mandy pulled a heavy antique armless wooden chair from the corner to the centre of the room. “Let’s get her tied to this chair,” she said to Carol. The two naked girls lifted my squirming body on to the seat, tying me in a sitting position with the remainder of Mandy’s silk scarves. My hands were lashed to the back of the chair, and another scarf under my bare breasts held my torso upright. My knees were strapped together and connected to the front corners of the seat. Finally, my bound ankles were tied to a low strut between the chair’s front legs. I was tied up
immobile, totally naked, gagged and completely at the mercy of these two devious women, to whom I had been forced against my will to display full-frontal nudity. I wasn’t exactly frightened, but I’d never felt so vulnerable in all my life.
“So now what?” enquired Carol, enthusiastically.
“So now…” Mandy paused for dramatic effect “…we tickle her feet.”
Carol and Mandy let go of me and stepped back to admire their handiwork. I stood before them with my legs tightly together, my hands cupped over my vagina and my head bowed. My shoulder-length blonde hair didn’t quite cover my red, embarrassed face. I stared down at my bare toes, feeling totally humiliated.
“C’mon, Tracy,” said Carol. “You look less out of place now without any clothes.” She was right, of course, since we were now all nude, but I’d always dreaded being naked in front of other women. Now my nightmare had come true.
“No need to be ashamed, Tracy, especially with a bare body like that,” smiled Mandy. “We’re all girls in the shower, as they say. Your boobs are great, and I envy you that little bum of yours.”
“Yeah, you’re gorgeous,” concurred Carol, enthusiastically. “This is the first time I’ve ever seen you in the nude, and I’ve got to admit I’m impressed. Jealous, even. I can‘t understand why you wanted to keep those sweet boobs to yourself this afternoon.”
Their making remarks about my naked body, complimentary as they were, was the last straw. Compulsively, I stepped sideways and grabbed Mandy’s silk dressing gown, which draped over the arm of a chair; but before I could throw it on the other two nude girls had grabbed me again and prevented me from doing so.
“Looks like she doesn’t want to stay nude, Mandy,” grinned Carol as she once again held my wrists behind me in a vice-like grip. “Only thing for it is to tie her up for a bit…”
“A splendid idea,” Mandy replied. “I’ve got some silk scarves in my bedroom. I’ll go and get them.” So saying, she padded out of the room and upstairs.
“Don’t do this to me, Carol,” I pleaded over my shoulder while struggling in vain to free my wrists.
Carol tossed her head, flicking back her long blonde hair. “Why not?” she enquired. “You told me once that it was a fantasy of yours.”
She wasn’t lying. We’d been in a bar one night and had a few drinks before exchanging a few secrets with each other. As regards love-making, my sexual fantasy- which I had confessed to her- started with the phrase “Bound hand and foot…”. There was, however, one important difference between my personal dreams of sex-and- bondage and the situation I found myself in…
“But we’re all girls here!” I wailed.
“Details, details.” Carol dismissed my protest airily. “Besides, when you were relating that fantasy to me you never mentioned the gender of any other participant.” And she could have been right, too; whenever I got on the subject of that particular sexy dream, I tended to get carried away with excitement. It was entirely possible I’d overlooked one or two essential details when telling her about it.
Mandy padded back into the room carrying several silk scarves of different colours. As they began to use them to tie my wrists I made one last attempt to escape, but my two nude friends closed in on me again and held me firmly. After a silent, desperate, three-girl, naked, losing struggle I found myself tossed full-length like a caber on to the huge couch, with my wrists tied securely behind my back and my ankles tied together. Pathetically, in my shame I’d immediately rolled over on my stomach so Carol and Mandy could see as little as possible of the sexy parts of my body which weren’t normally exposed - my bare bum was still visible to them, but, I realised sadly, there was nothing at all I could do about that.
“We’ll have to untie her eventually…” started Carol- a touch regretfully, I thought.
“Free me now- never mind eventually!” I interrupted furiously, squirming uselessly in my tight bonds.
“Oh dear- if she’s going to get noisy, we’ll have to do something about it,” sighed Mandy. I turned my head sideways on the couch in time to see her bare bum wiggling out of the room. She returned a few seconds later with a small article of clothing I suddenly recognised as being my lacy briefs.
As she padded directly over to the couch on which I was lying, I looked up at her. “What do you think you’re going to do with mmmMMMmmuph! mMMMMmmmuph!” My angry query was interrupted in mid-sentence as she stuffed my briefs into my mouth before tying them in firmly with the widest of her silk scarves.
“Right- you were saying?” she continued imperturbably, having rendered me silent and thus completely helpless as I lay there naked.
Carol giggled at the calm, matter-of-fact way that Mandy dealt with the situation before remembering the point she was about to make. “We’ll have to free her eventually, but how are we going to convince her that there’s nothing wrong about being nude with other girls?”
“Well, it would be a start if we got her walking here around my house without clothes with us for the rest of the day,” replied Mandy. “I have an idea that may persuade her to co-operate with us.”
“As long as it doesn’t hurt her.”
“Certainly not. I’ve never caused physical pain to any of my friends, and I don’t intend to start now. Or ever.” Mandy’s statement, while it should have been reassuring to me, didn’t come as a surprise. I could see her playing cruel tricks on people, but I could envisage her hurting them deliberately. Carol and I were the same- we hadn’t become nurses by causing pain.
With a little difficulty, Mandy pulled a heavy antique armless wooden chair from the corner to the centre of the room. “Let’s get her tied to this chair,” she said to Carol. The two naked girls lifted my squirming body on to the seat, tying me in a sitting position with the remainder of Mandy’s silk scarves. My hands were lashed to the back of the chair, and another scarf under my bare breasts held my torso upright. My knees were strapped together and connected to the front corners of the seat. Finally, my bound ankles were tied to a low strut between the chair’s front legs. I was tied up
immobile, totally naked, gagged and completely at the mercy of these two devious women, to whom I had been forced against my will to display full-frontal nudity. I wasn’t exactly frightened, but I’d never felt so vulnerable in all my life.
“So now what?” enquired Carol, enthusiastically.
“So now…” Mandy paused for dramatic effect “…we tickle her feet.”
Poster:
Tracy H
