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Stripper Sold to a rich guy
SCENE - 1
I was tied to the same post I've been tied to for the past two days. The blindfold never came off and I always heard the dripping of water somewhere. My name is Alexandra, but I'm only known as Alex. I've lived with my drunken dad most of my life, until when I turned 18 I decided to leave in the middle of the night. I've been living by myself for a year now, getting jobs sometimes as a stripper, but I was really a boxer. When I was fourteen I was raped by a gang leader, and ever since that day I've devoted my life to being a boxer.For most of the last year, I've lived in cardboard boxes and homemade shacks built from old crates. But I was happy. Money had never been a big factor in my life. My dad spent it on booze or company for the night. I grew up in an old apartment that stank of piss. My dad spent his time drunk and hitting me. I still have scars. I never hit him back, even though I could've.
Anyway, back to present time. I've been chained to this post for two days, as I've already said. I don't know how those guys managed to catch me with all my training. All I knew was that I was walking 'home' that night after I'd spent a night working in a strip club, when four guys jumped me. One of them pressed a cloth to my face and the next thing I knew, I was in the trunk of a car, bound, gagged and blindfolded. They'd bought me in her and shackled me to this post. I'd shouted for help, but after a gag and a swift kick around the head I shut up.
Now I heard sliding metal doors grate open, and I tried to collect my thoughts. Two days with a blindfold on will make you a bit scatter brained.
'Miss Alex, how are you feeling?' A mans voice said.
I couldn't answer because of the gag so I just stayed silent not moving.
'She creeps me out...' Another man said.
I'm just getting started! I thought.
The two men unshackled me and dragged me to my feet, I didn't bother I fight. If there's one thing I learnt from being a homeless, stripping, boxer female, is that don't bother to make a move if you can't win. Save your energy until a moment comes when you can win. They shoved me to the floor, and being bound and gagged, I didn't make a sound or move a muscle. My arms and legs were free, but really what did it matter if I couldn't see?
They stripped me down to my thong and sports bra, and that was the only time I made the mistake of fighting back. I clawed at one mans arm and I felt the other hand come into contact with my cheek. I took the blow and kicked out at his legs. The other man took ahold of my arms and I tried to kick him back too, but the other man sat on my legs and I was left helpless.
'Shut up and stop fighting! Or it'll be worse for you. We just need to get you changed!' He hissed.
I went limp, not really bothering to fight back now. They put a pair of really short tight shorts that felt like they were made of spandex, and a tank top that barely covered my nipples. All in all I felt completely vulnerable.
Then they pushed me down into a chair and tied my hands behind my back and the chair with cable ties. Then they tied my ankles to the feet of the chair.
I didn't make a sound or protest the entire time, and I felt a smug satisfaction when one of the men said,
'I swear to god she's creepy! She doesn't even move her head when she hears me talking about her!'
Suddenly the doors opened again, and I heard the clam but steady tapping of shoes.
'Welcome Mr Patterson, this is the girl.' The man, Mr Patterson, walked closer and closer until I could feel his gaze burn into me.
'Show me her file.'
The rustle of paper and then Mr Patterson read aloud,
'Alexandra Murphy. 19. Lived with her father until a year ago when you upped and left. Worked at various stripping clubs but also had a talent for boxing. An interesting combination.'
I was going to admit that this man freaked me out, with his soft mellow voice and patronising choice of words.
He bent down to my level and I felt his breath on my face. He put his fingers under my chin and tilted my face this way and that. When he was finished he straightened back and cleared his throat.
'She will do. You will drive her to my place? I have to hop on a flight now but I'll be seeing you in three days.' The Patterson said.
I heard them shake hands and then the man left.
'That could've been terrible!' One of the men said.
But now I was left with a burning question....what does he want me for?
Friday, 12 August 2016
Thursday, 18 June 2015
Girl Stripped Naked and Spanked at a Party
This happened when I was 16. I live in the US and I was in my 2nd year of high school when this happened. It was a week day after school, and I was walking home, and these little brats playing ball in the park circled around me trying to flick my skirt up to see underneath. He and his little friends were about seven or so, so I took the ball they had away from them and threw it over a fence into a neighbor’s yard with dogs. The little brat freaked out and charged at me so I shoved him off of me. I guess I put a little too much into the shove because he went crashing to the ground crying his eyes out after. He had some scrapes on his arms too so I told him "That's what you get for being a little delinquent!" I walked off after thinking nothing of it.
The next day at school, I overhear these senior girls behind me saying, “I can’t believe some one would hurt my little brother like that! I’m going to talk to him more tonight and see if we can figure out what girl did this." I thought, “Oh sh*t!” I’m not usually scared of anyone, but these girls were popular seniors that no one really wanted to mess with. I was quite scared of what they would do to me if they found out it was me, so I avoided them for the rest of the week.
The following Saturday morning I was jogging through the park when I passed some kid's on the playground. I heard a kid’s voice shout, “That’s her!” I look around and there was the same kid as before with Janet, the senior I had been avoiding, and two of her friends. I froze trying to think of what to do next.
The came after me so I started running but they chased me down and caught me. They dragged me back to the playground and interrogated the boy right in front of me.
"Max, are you sure it was her?"
"Yeah, that's her. I know it!!"
“Ok. You are coming with us. You fight and I will make sure you regret it!”
They grabbed me and walked me to Janet's house. They marched me in to the living room and sat me down on the couch.
"Okay, since you hurt Max, he is going to decide what we are going to do with you for payback." The kid looked at me with a big grin on his face. After a minute of what looked like deep thought, he turned to his sister and whispered something in her ear, and she immediately started to giggle to herself. "Yeah, that’s a good one!"
Max turned to me and said, "Your punishment is…" (long pause) "to get tied up..." (another long pause) "and spanked..." (yet another long pause) "in your underwear!!” The room erupted into gales of laughter. I just stared at him, my mouth open in utter bewilderment that he just said that.
Janet stared at me.
"Well go on then, get your clothes off and lets get started!"
"No way!” I protested. Janet looked over to her friends. They jumped me onto the couch. They easily pulled down my jogging shorts, taking my shoes and socks off with them as they were pulled off my feet. They released me for a second. I quickly stretched my T-shirt down trying to cover my panties but it didn’t do much good. I was sitting helplessly on the couch, trying to cover my exposed panties in front of three senior girls and a seven-year-old brat that was finding this hilarious.
Janet held my shorts up. “Take off your shirt, or you are walking home without these!”
I thought for a moment that if I didn’t, they would probably forcibly strip me anyway and not give me my clothes back after. Since I was jogging and knew I'd sweat through what ever I was wearing so I chose to wear the oldest most tattered underwear I had. So reluctantly I pulled my shirt over my head revealing my mismatched under sized bra and old granny panties to every one, how ironic. The girls burst out laughing. "Nice undies, do your and your mom share those?" I curled up trying to cover my undies, but my face still showed how embarrassed I was. “Aww...look at her, she’s turning red!"
After about five minutes, I asked, “When can I have my clothes back please?"
"You heard Max. You have to be tied up and spanked still!”
I thought this was awful. I was already embarrassed enough, never mind being tied up now in my underwear and spanked like a little child.
"Stand up, hands on your head, and shut your eyes! Now!" Reluctantly I complied. I stood there for a long few minutes like this with nothing happening. It was totally humiliating. I kept thinking someone was going to pull my undies down while I was in this position. Then I felt my hands being pulled behind my back and tied together. I then felt the same on my legs.
“You can open your eyes now. Move to the center of the room.”
Unable to walk properly I wobbled helplessly into the middle of the room in an upright position. Max came over to me and gave me a push from behind. I fell into a lounge chair quite hard. Everyone in the room laughed. They pushed me over the arm of the lounge chair and held me down like this taking turns spanking my behind. I was ready to die from shame. After several minutes of their self indulgence they let the little brat Max get a few extremely hard swats in too.
"Ouch!! You little shit! That really hurt!!" I yelled in anger as he smacked me with his little hand full force! I quickly realized this was the wrong thing to say.
"What did you just call him?" Janet snapped as she came up behind me and pulled my panties together in back and pulled them up giving me a massive wedgie!
"OUCH! OUCH!" I yelped in pain as everyone roared again with laughter.
"You just screwed up bitch! Apologize to Max right now or your panties and bra are coming off too!" More laughter erupted from the others.
"I'm sorry"
"That didn't sound like you meant it. Say it again like you mean it!"
"I'm sorry!" I said again with nearly the same tone.
"Apology NOT accepted!"
Still bent over the lounge chair she then told Max he could have the honors of pulling my underwear down! Seconds later he yanked my panties down to my knees exposing my bare butt to everyone in the room. Roars of laughter broke out at seeing me being humiliated by a 7 year old boy. They all took turns spanking my naked behind vigorously till I was yelping and flinching in embarrassing pain and humiliation. Janet snapped my bra open saying things were not complete till it came off too. Stripped naked with my panties around my ankles and my arms and legs still tied they forced me to stand up stark naked in the middle of the room unable to even cover my most private areas. I was forced to stand like this for what felt like forever as some of Janet's friends snapped pictures with their cell phones.
After a few more torturous minutes they untied me, took my panties and the rest of my clothes and threw them out into the front yard of the house. They let me go and I had to run outside into the yard buck naked and get dressed as quickly as I could while the girls watched through the window rolling around laughing hysterically at what they had done to me.
I ran home humiliated that day. I avoided school for as long as I could trembling over the thought of running into them at school and what taunting I would be made to endure. Once I returned I found out the girls had show the humiliating camera phone pictures to all the seniors and I was taunted and pranked on for the rest of the year. They never let me live it down.
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