[Request] Public nudity and humiliation?

[ERIQA]

Originally Posted by Nude_mom_and_hubby

Hi love,
Thank you for your lovely reply
I'd prefer these :
- being an hostage in a bank and forced to strip and wait completely naked in front of clothed people,
- losing a bet and forced to play a role totally naked on the stages of a theater filled with people.

And I'd prefer it to be in front of an audience that's male and female and concisting of one or more of these possibilities :
- friends
- enemies
- collegues
- young people

I'd love them to do all of these things :
Mock me, laugh at me, take pics, ridicule me!





Thanks again, and please keep in touch!
Big kiss,
Ann xxx!

Ann any details to provide about friends, enemies, collegues or young people you would like to be involved ?

[Nude_mom_and_hubby]

Originally Posted by JacksonSG-1

Have you ever thought about a strip search with people you know? Perhaps you are all mistakenly arrested or or protesting something together. Now maybe the police were going to do the search at the jail simultaneously but you seemed to have an attitude about the arrest so they start only with you, and do a complete strip and cavity search in full view of some of your closest friends and coworkers who have yet to undress themselves

I would LOVE that!!!

Ann xxx!!!

[Nude_mom_and_hubby]

Originally Posted by ERIQA

Ann any details to provide about friends, enemies, collegues or young people you would like to be involved ?

Please PM me with whatever you need to know, love!

Ann xxx!!!

[Nude_mom_and_hubby]

Originally Posted by ERIQA

Ann one important detail for the stories : shaved or hairy pussy ? Kiss

Shaved, as you can see!

Ann xxx!!!

[Nude_mom_and_hubby]

Originally Posted by aard

What do you think of a scenario in which you get into a little catfight with another woman who not only defeats and overpowers you, but then goes on to humiliate you by stripping you naked in front of everyone?

That's a great angle too!!!

Ann xxx!!!

[ERIQA]

Originally Posted by Nude_mom_and_hubby

Please PM me with whatever you need to know, love!

Ann xxx!!!

I sent a message in your PM

KISS

[ERIQA]

Originally Posted by ERIQA

I sent a message in your PM

KISS

Hi Ann sorry if you find mistakes. This story is inspired (and copied !) of a text found on the net. I hope you did not already know it ! Please read it and tell us if you enjoyed and if you want I start to write the following parts. Kiss

THE SHAMEFUL LIFE OF ANN XXX

PART ONE : the medical exam

I am Nancy and I am more than happy to tell you the story of my poor chief, Ann. She, for short, is a strikingly attractive woman. She still has a young look about her, clear skinned and fresh faced. she has large breasts and ample hips. She's put on a little weight over the years, as most of us have; but it is evenly distributed, giving her a slight voluptuousness which complements her appearance as an attractive woman in her prime. And Ann is probably my personal enemy at work, THE woman on which I would have since years enjoyed to get the power to humiliate her in public. You must know that we were both candidates for being head nurse, butshe was chosen…I found the opportunity when Ann might go to her annual medical exam for the work. You must know that I am in charge of the organization of all the visits in the company.
Some men has mentioned to me that the office where they have their exam is often very busy, to the point of being hectic on occasions. Apart from long waits, this in itself would not be so bad; but the layout of the office itself, combined with the doctor's out-of-date style of patient draping, has made them uncomfortable during some of their visits.
When I questioned one of them on this subject in the past I've encountered a wink and a good laugh to discuss details; when he has admitted to me that the funny thing about the doctor's system is the need for patients to sometimes have to leave the examination room, in a state of undress, and go to another room for a procedure. These little trips are often visible to people sitting in the waiting area. Nothing serious between men…He quickly added that such exposures are usually brief and that the doctor maintains such an air of professionalism that the whole office is pervaded by it, including the other patients and visitors.
The image of the fully clothed male doctor examining a naked female patient sounded exciting to me especially if the woman was Ann, but the image of this proud and beautiful wife being thus spied by men increased incredibly this nasty game, bringing out feelings of revenge, mixed with pride and a perverse desire to show her off. So I've decided to be able to accompany her and watch while she strips for and is examined by her doctor….and men. I had the opportunity to find an appropriate situation in which to realize this fantasy. My desires could be satisfied beyond my wildest dreams, in a manner I hadn't expected. For that I needed the help of Vic, our head manager. Vic used to make sexually tinted remarks towards Ann, and she told him off publicly…So when I asked Vic if he would like to have a cruel revenge on Ann, he agreed with a real enthusiasm and offered me his help, whatever I need…
I determined to send and accompany Ann on her next visit, explaining her that as the female clinic where women usually had their tests was booked, I found a place for her in another one. Then, last Monday, I announced that her annual physical was scheduled for Friday afternoon, and that she was taking half the day off from work. I told her that I had been planning to leave work early myself on Friday, and suggested that I could bring her at the doctors' as it was a new situation and as I wanted all perfect… Ann was surprised and started to decline at my offer; but Vic explained her that I have the authority for these exams and then overcame whatever inner reluctance she was experiencing and finally forced to agree, figuring I suppose that medical exams were part of life. She could not imagine I have registered as the first one in the afternoon, before visits for probably and exclusively some men.
Friday arrived, Ann and I left work about noon and headed for the downtown office building in which doctor's office was located. I was brimming with excitement. Each driving her own car, the plan was to have a rendez vous on the car park of the clinic. Since Ann was coming straight from work she was dresses in smart, conservative business attire: Neatly pressed dark gray slacks, matching jacket, white silk blouse and black low-heeled shoes. We entered the building together. We took the elevator to the sixth floor and turned left down a corridor lined with medical offices. I was savoring the feeling of walking along next to that well-dressed wife, knowing that shortly she would have to remove her clothing maybe for a men audience. When we got to a door marked 'Dr.William Shiffman', I opened it and Ann followed me inside.
Coming through the door we were facing down receptionist and then a very dark corridor shaped like an “L”, with at the end a small waiting room. There were chairs along the walls of the waiting room. One wall just contained a series of three doors and one curtain. These doors led to three examination rooms and a patients' bathroom with toilet just behind the curtain. The doctor's office was behind the room 2, his door across from the middle exam room. At the end of the wall was the x-ray cubicle. The whole effect was of a slightly cramped but efficient use of limited space, which gave a "we're all in this together fell" to the whole office. The waiting room was empty and during Ann walked across to the receptionist, a young perky blonde; I found us 2 seats and sat down to look at the configuration. When Ann finished with the receptionist, she walked over to sit next to me. Progressively five men arrived and sat in the waiting room, Ann drawing a few admiring glances from these men, very surprised and happy to see us waiting here. One of them was Patrick, a good friend of mine, not really here for a personal visit…
Patient's names were called by a nurse; a pretty redhead in her mid 30's dressed in light blue hospital scrubs and white sneakers. She would then accompany the patient to one of the exam rooms and go in with them, coming out shortly after performing a few preliminary tests; height, weight, blood pressure, etc. She seemed to be constantly on the move from room to room, busy but cheerful, with a loud, authoritative voice. There was some sort of medical technician who operated the x-ray and also the EKG machine, which was on a small cart and had to be pushed from one exam room to another when it was needed. He was a small, dark, Eastern European type with a tin moustache, and he wore a long white medical coat. Since not ever patient needed these tests he was out of sight for long periods of time. Finally there was Dr. Shiffman himself, very distinguished in his white coat and matching white hair. He moved deliberately between the exam rooms and his office, looking very fit for an older man and exuding an air of calm confidence. It appeared to be a normal, busy doctor's office, but with 2 unusual exceptions. The first being that due to it's cozy design, when the doors to the examination rooms were opened or closed, some or all of the people in the waiting room could see inside. The degree to which one could look in varied with each room. Exam room #3 in the back offered only a very limited view to a few well positioned people. The middle room offered a partial but very decent view for many. Exam room #1 however, whose door was actually in the waiting room itself, gave a total view to anyone who cared to look in when the door was opened, and a partial view inside for many even when the door was left slightly ajar, as I soon realized often happened in the hustle and bustle of the busy office. Most of us in the waiting room observed this and knew that the polite thing to do was not to look in. But as the expression goes, "The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak", not all of us could overcome normal curiosity or plain old voyeurism. The second thing that set this office apart was much more startling. From time to time the nurse would come and escort a patient to the toilet or the x-ray room. This in itself would not be exceptional, except that it exposed, literally, the unconventional dress code Dr. Shiffman had for his patients.
I remember the detailed explanation of Dr. Shiffman's system. When a patient was taken in to the examination room, he or she was told by the nurse to take off all of their clothing, including their underwear. Patients were required to be completely naked for their examinations. They are given a papery type d**** about the size of a small towel which they can hold in front of their bare bodies if they feel modest and if the doctor is not examining the parts they are covering. After the first few visits, most patients, reassured by Dr. Shiffman's professional manner, dispense with the d**** in the privacy of the exam room. When the patient must go out into the hallway however, they all reach for the d**** and hold it pressed against their front. They may also slip on their shoes if they wish, as the tile floor can be cold. Of course this leaves their backs (and backsides) totally exposed; but the attitude of the doctor and his staff, which soon spreads to his patients as well, is "so what, we're all made the same back there". That leaves the visitors in the waiting room to adapt to this philosophy as best they can; which they do with varying amounts of success. Some manage total nonchalance, some politely look away, some sneak short peeks, and some can't help but openly stare.
I have imagined so many times Ann's reluctance to be undressed and on display to a crowded waiting room filled with men ? The image forming in my mind of this scene gave me a fantastic pleasure. I felt the blood rushing to my cheeks; and this before anything had actually happened to Ann.
“Ann V.?" a nurse inquired in her loud manner. 'Here we go', I thought, and felt my heart racing with excitement. Ann promptly rose and, giving me a 'strange look, walked smartly over to the nurse. "This way", said the nurse; gesturing, to my utter joy, to the nearest examination room! With a sinking feeling in my gut, I watched as the nurse opened the door to exam room #1. The door was directly opposite the seats, actually in the waiting room itself. As the nurse held the door open, Ann strode past her and into the room, her heels clicking loudly on the tile floor. The nurse followed her inside and gave the door a shove behind her to close it. The shove was not quite hard enough however; the door made contact with the frame and bounced back a little, leaving it slightly ajar. Neither nurse nor patient noticed this little accident, but I certainly did, as did the men sitting on either side of me. Even though the door was barely open it was enough, given the closeness of the room and our angle of view, for all of us to see the area where Ann was standing. The waiting room was very quiet at that moment, and we could clearly hear the nurse's voice in the exam room. "You've never been here before, so you are not familiar with our procedures. Get undressed, everything off; then get on the scale and we'll get you weighed." So here was Ann standing just a short distance away, looking very dignified in her business suit, in full view of myself and 5 men, and we all hear her instructed to take off all her clothes. And now the most funny thing happens, Ann starting to protest, trying to avoid during ten minutes, the nurse explaining she would lose her job if she refused to do the exam with the procedure Ann is standing there almost directly facing us but turned slightly to the right. What an amazing pleasure for me when she raises her hands and starts to undo the buttons of her jacket, I can feel my heart beating faster. Taking off the jacket, she reaches for one of a number of hangers from a hook on the wall and carefully hangs it up. She quickly unbuttons her blouse and slips it off, revealing the creamy skin of her bare arms and upper body; contrasting with her very white and very full brassiere. Ann stands there in her white bra, gray slacks and black shoes, as she puts the blouse on a hanger. She seems to be in a hurry to get her clothes off, unaware that 5 men are watching her strip thru the open door. She kicks off her shoes and stands barefoot on the cool floor, not having worn any stockings today. Next she undoes the zipper on her hip and allows her stylish pants to slide down her smooth legs, gracefully stepping out of them. Now wearing only a white bra and matching panties, she neatly folds and hangs her slacks, giving us a nice long look at her in her underwear. Clothed, Ann's extra weight is well hidden, but seen in her undies; she is a bit fleshy; especially around her full bosom, hips and belly. Her overall aspect is one of voluptuousness; and judging from the goggle-eyed stare of the man on my right, it was having its' effect. The moment of truth has now arrived. With hesitation, while the nurse insists again, she reaches behind her back and unhooks her bra. Shrugging her bare shoulders forward, the brassiere falls away from her body and Ann's big heavy breasts tumble forward in all their naked glory. Facing forward again, bare breasted, she slid her fingers into the waistband of her panties, paused for a quick breath, and in one easy motion pulled her underpants down. Ann's naked tits hung free, her nipples pointing at the floor as she leaned forward to gracefully step out of her empty panties. She picked them up and stood there totally, gloriously nude; the pubic shaved pussy between her legs startlingly exposed. The view of her standing there naked as God made her; the proud and dignified wife, tits, pussy, everything on display; was literally breathtaking. What a world class treat for the other men who could see her, I thought. I was excited about these men getting a free show, but I must admit I enjoyed the fact to be at the origin of this shameful situation too. Just then, before me and my fellow voyeurs got over our initial shock at Ann's accidental exposure and could really concentrate on her charms, the nurse noticed that the door was ajar and quickly shut it. You could almost hear a moan of disappointment sweep through the waiting room. The men, like little boys caught peeking in the girl's locker room, guiltily picked up their magazines and pretended to be interested in them. But I knew that their hearts' were in the examination room with Ann, imagining her just on the other side of the door, unclothed, mother naked, bare-assed, in the raw, au natural, in..., well, you get the picture.
I was afraid that Ann do not show them everything one more time during parts of the rest of the exam, and I couldn't forget the idea of nude Ann being led to the bathroom for peeing. I convinced myself that the nurse would make an exception to the normal routine for a woman, especially an attractive one, and that Ann would at least be permitted to do her urine sample in the privacy of the examination room. I said the men I will let them and come back later, going to the dark part of the corrridor, not seen by the receptionist nor by the men , but very close to the waiting room for a good look. and spy. I have just left them, they started to speak together and laught about Ann stripping. “It must be our day guys !” Let’s pry for another open door and maybe this piggy woman will be totally naked !”. Patrick took his small camera in hands, showing it with a wink. Time passed, and I was just starting to believe in my new theory when the door to Ann's room opened and the nurse emerged, followed by the very naked wife. She was holding the paper d**** to her bosom, which covered her front from boobs to mid-thigh, and left her sides and back entirely bare. Fortunately the toilet was right next to the exam room, so she wouldn't be exposed for long; but Ann was now in the waiting room itself, a room filled with fully clothed people, and she was wearing her birthday suit! The nurse held the curtains open and Ann scurried inside, mooning the room. The curtain was closed behind her but then the nurse, remembering some other duty, cracked it open and instructed Ann: When you're finished, retur to your room and leave your specimen on the desk ". She shut the curtain again but too quickly and not fully, and everybody had then a good and shocking view of their colleague sitting nakedly on the toilet bowl, the d**** propped against the wall. The indignities keep piling up, I thought; though I don't believe that Ann was aware of this peep we had. Of course Patrick was filming this spicy situation. We could presently hear a soft splashing noise emanating from the bathroom; the very intimate sound of Ann peeing. The sound conjured up the obscene image of piss squirting from between the lips of a woman's c*nt; and it contrasted sharply with the dignified appearance Ann had made when she sat demurely in her business suit, only 15 minutes ago.
The sound trickled off, so to speak, followed by a loud flushing noise. Ann finished her pee and looking at the curtains, started to understand that she was just caught peeing, discovering the grins and satisfied faces of colleagues, her face becoming more than red… “And now honey you would have to walk back to your room unescorted and unclothed.” I taught. All doors were now safely shut; and I took a deep breath to calm myself down. As I re-played in my mind the incredibly embarrassing scenes we had just witnessed. I saw the men laughing and re-adjusting themselves as discretely as possible, while Patrick said “All in the video !”.The thought of all these men's' pricks stiffening as they watched poor Ann wave her bare fanny at them sent a new thrill through me. I was starting to genuinely enjoy this experience; her shame and embarrassment mixing with a desire to show more off my personal, enemy. I found myself looking forward to her exposure with a sense of anticipation.
The waiting room had gotten very quiet in anticipation of the coming show.
Ann strode purposefully to the room, barefoot all over. She held the d**** against her chest with one hand, the other hand carefully holding the cup of her steaming urine for all to see. I noticed that Ann's cheeks were blushing hotly as she avoided the sea of eyes focused on her nudity. Turning quickly, Ann hurried back to the safety of her room; her naked ass cheeks jiggling lewdly.
As if to reward them for their patience, here came the nurse again and stuck her head in Ann's door. "We need to get a chest x-ray and then we're done. You can slip on your shoes if you want, and then I'll take you down the hall". She pulled the door closed for about 10 seconds to give her some privacy, and then opened it again, cheerily inquiring "Ready?" Of course Patrick was starting again to tape the scene, Ann had one shoe on, and was daintily stepping into the second when the door opened. She was exposed to all in a particularly sexy pose; leaning slightly forward with her leg extended, working her bare foot into her shoe, her twin lovelies hanging down, her teats pointing at the floor. Then, as the nurse held the door for her, she strode boldly thru it and into the waiting room, wearing only her shoes and her d****!
They emerged and the d**** stayed in the door when the nurse shut it…The result, of course, was that the waiting room crowd was treated to the 'Full Monty'. Ann was wearing only her low-heeled black pumps as she paraded half naked in front of the men, tits wobbling, and exposing to all her shaved pussy . It was an arresting sight to watch the two women walk down the waiting room to the room 3; the one half naked in for her shoes, her buttocks wagging obscenely when she walked; the other fully dressed in blue scrubs and sneakers, her attire highlighting the nudity of her companion. They were halfway down the corridor when Ann suddenly stopped, her knees came together, and her ass cheeks clenched tight. She had just realized that she was totally bare. She leaned over and whispered hurriedly to the nurse, who must have said something like "we're almost there". Then they continued walking, Ann a little more hesitantly, crossing her arms in front of her chest to both hide and support her bouncing boobs, now acutely aware of her exposed state. When they reached the x-ray cubicle in front of the room 3, the technician stepped out to meet them. Standing in front of the two women, his eyes widened at the sight of Ann wearing only her shoes, arms crossed over her full titties, her belly and muff open to his gaze. After feasting his eyes on her for a moment, he ushered her into the cubicle and had her stand facing the machine. This gave those of us in the waiting room that could see down the hall a side view of her. She was made to stand erect in her heels and press her big breasts against the x-ray plate. Her hands were placed on her bare hips and she hunched her shoulders forward for her pictures. The tech then pulled a heavy curtain across the opening, hiding her from view. The x-ray was quickly taken, the curtain flung back, and the nurse immediately covered Ann with a new d****. After whispering some instructions, the nurse left for other business, leaving Ann to return to her exam room unescorted, in front of her waiting audience. She looked for all the world like a totally humiliate red face woman, looking at the soil, her shoes clicking elegantly on the tiled floor.
I assumed that now her physical was over, but more treats were in store for me and my comrades A few minutes passed and the nurse came and, without bothering to knock, opened the door wide to allow her to enter. Everyone in the room could now look in and see Ann sitting on the examination table in the altogether. Her hands were at her sides, flat on the table, her smooth legs dangled over the edge of the table, bare feet swinging just above the floor. Ann's big titties, capped by her lovely pink nipples, pointed straight at us like a pair of headlights with their high beams on. All too soon cart, technician and nurse were inside and the door was open, blocking out this vision of naked Ann. Of course the men took their cams and phones for a ton of pictures… In less than a minute the nurse has given us just a good time to see Ann stretched out flat on her back on the table. The d**** had been placed across her hips, covering her genitalia from the tech's view. He was busily attaching the leads from the machine to her chest, his eyes free to roam over her bare breasts, so blatantly on display, in the presence of a male technician.
Now the door opened by the nurse pushing the cumbersome cart through the doorway, we could now see Ann sitting up on the table with her legs flat out in front of her. She was using a tissue to wipe the spots of gel off her chest where the leads had been attached, her boobs bouncing with her efforts.
Suddenly the front corner of the cart struck the doorframe, causing the device to turn and jam in the doorway with a noisy clatter. The tech was struggling clumsily to free it when Patrick sitting near the door leaped to his feet and rushed over to help. This quick thinking opportunist now stood right in the doorway of the exam room, staring inside while shaking the cart to free it. By now Ann had slipped off the table and was standing in front of it, minus her d****. She looked towards the door to see what the commotion was about and was startled to meet the gaze of the Good Samaritan as he ogled her nakedness. She was so unnerved at his blatant leering that she just stood there dumbly, forgetting to cover herself as he feasted his eyes on her uncovered femininity. Then the cart was free and thru the door, which the technician quickly pulled shut behind him.
Finally, Dr. Shiffman himself came walking up to the exam room door and, after giving a polite knock, entered. The brief glimpse I had was of Ann sitting again on the examination table, the paper d**** held demurely in front of her, only her bare sides showing. Soon the blue-clad nurse came down the hall and entered the exam room again for some purpose, exiting a few minutes later; giving 2 more quick peeks to a by now very attentive and appreciative audience. Our first view was of Ann sitting up very straight and very naked, no d****, on the edge of the table. The doctor stood to her side with one hand on her bare shoulder, pressing the stethoscope to her back with his other hand. He listened intently as she breathed deeply in and out, her full mounds rising and falling with each breath. We had a wonderfully clear view of the wife's bare breasts, capped by her pale, pink areolas and proud reddish nipples.
View #2, as the nurse exited, was very different but just as exciting. Ann was now stretched out on her back again, Dr. Shiffman standing over her, palpating her abdomen. As he moved his hands lower over her tummy, his thick fingers pressed the white flesh just above her pussy, sprouting thickly at the bottom of her bare belly. As the door closed again, I quickly glanced around the room, realizing that all these men had just seen Ann's pussy. That sounds as Ann was sharing her most intimate secrets with the entire world and, to tell the truth, the feeling was mind-blowing.
In a few minutes a new figure entered the office and approached the reception desk. He was a large, chubby man with a round pink face and the overly friendly manner of a salesman. It turned out he was a representative from a pharmaceuticals firm. The receptionist exchanged greetings with him, he was obviously a regular visitor, and then I heard her tell him "We're very busy right now John, but I'll see what I can do". With that she got up, walked over to the door of exam room #1, knocked briefly, and stuck her head in the door. I could not hear what she was saying or the doctor's response, and her body blocked anyone from seeing into the room this time. She then pulled her head back and forgot to close the door behind her. Coming back to the salesman she said "The doctor is too busy today to see you in his office. He is with a patient." The door was opened wide and what we saw, became my victory. Ann was bending over the table, her naked rump facing the door. Her long, sturdy legs were spread wide, her upper body resting on her folded arms on the padded exam table. The doctor was grasping one full cheek of her ample behind and pulled it to one side, exposing Ann's puffy, red asshole to men astonished eyes. The last thing we saw as the door slowly closed was Dr. Shiffman sliding his thick, greased finger into my wife's slowly parting anus, her pussy also visible between her spread legs. Of course the three men enjoyed the view and continued to take pics. Suddenly Ann turned her head towards the door and we can all see an instant of panic in her eyes, discovering her shameful exhibition. I stayed there stunned, shaking with excitement. As if it wasn't humiliating enough to be so obscenely exposed to a roomful of men; Ann saw, at this very moment, Patrick watching and filming the doctor fingering her brown eye. As the nurse was back, she shut the door, and I could hear Ann forcefully berating the doctor for permitting the intrusion. Now I could faintly hear the doctor apologizing, trying to explain that examining a woman is so routine for him, he sometimes forgets the importance of a patient's right to privacy. Soon the doctor exited the room, closing the door so quickly behind him that we only had a brief flash of bare flesh. . I couldn't stop myself from conjuring up the most obscene visions. I pictured the men lustily watching Ann's distended anal ring tightly gripping Dr. Shiffman's intruding finger. I thought about how Ann's anus, her most secret spot, was a secret no longer. But my most exciting feeling was to be at the origin of this moment : men were getting to see Ann’s shame and exposure, she was clearly aware and forced to swallow it !
I could only imagine how hard that must be for a woman like Ann. I could picture her in the room now, huddled up with the skimpy d**** clutched tightly to her bare body; trying to hide her nudity from the men, mortified at the thought of how much of her they had already seen. I could not have been more wrong
The nurse shut the the door however, and I imagined that it was the end of the show…But she has to go in another room and one more time she let the door open. The normally reserved wife was sitting buck naked on the padded table, leaning slightly go in another roomback, supported on her straight arms, hips thrust forward. Her legs were open a little and as I watched, the doctor asked her to spread them until they were as wide as her sitting position would allow! As her smooth thighs parted, her vagina opened like a pink clam in the center of c*nt. The men seem to be incredulous at the sight of Ann's brazen exposure. Ann was naked as God made her, her large breasts hanging free, her vulva openly displayed for whoever cared to look.
Then my eyes never left the door of Ann's exam room, imagining her behind it and waiting for her next display, which I had now come to expect on a regular basis. Minutes passed, and I began to realize that the show, I mean the exam, might finally be at an end. Sure enough, with a click of the latch the door opened and Ann emerged, fully clothed. It was sort of a shock to see her with her clothes on, as we had gotten used to seeing her in the nude.
Sitting there, I became aware of the appreciative glances Ann was getting from the other men in the room. I supposed they were thinking about how they now "knew" her, having seen her most private parts. Perhaps they were just struck, as was I, by the amazing contrast between a woman's body clothed and nude. Whatever their thoughts, I was certain that they would never forget this day; and would always have the image of Ann’s shame.
It was time for me to avoid Ann and I quickly took my car before meeting her. I had an appointment with Patrick in the evening as it was the following step of my cruel plan. I could not wait longer before recovering pics and videos. With them, things would become very funny for me and Vic, and the life of poor Ann full of embarrassment and shame for her….

(to follow)

[ERIQA]

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