Kate was very happy to have made the cheerleading squad.
Mostly it was for her mother, who had also been a cheerleader,
and had really had her mind set on Kate being one as
well. It was, she had told Kate, a tremendous af firmation
of her social standing, and meant that she had been
accepted at her new school.
Kate herself wasn't so sure of all of that, but her mother
didn't mind. She told Kate that she'd understand later. In
fact Kate had secretly almost hoped not to make it. The thought
of dancing in front of a crowd like th at made her nervous.
Kate's family was new to the east coast, having just moved
from a small town in Idaho where Kate had grown up. Her parents
were both from Philadelphia and had moved to Idaho when she
was a baby. Her mother had hated Idah o, and was thrilled
to get out. It was far too rural and boring for her, and she
considered herself a city person. Soon after arriving, her
mother's naturally light brown hair had become blonde. She
liked the way it match ed her blue eyes and fair skin. Her
body was lean and athletic, and she liked to dress much younger
than she was, and she carried it off.
Idaho had suited Kate's father however, and it took a promotion
to get him to leave. Though they'd known it was going to happen
for some time, he was none too eager. He had grown up in the
rat race and had liked the peac e.
He was in many ways the opposite of his aggressive and often
boisterous wife. His Mediterranean heritage provided him with
dark eyes, thick dark hair and an olive complexion, though
unlike the stereotype, he was not hot tempered. He was a very
easy going person, and was loathe to fight with his wife,
preferring to let her have her way most of the time.
Kate took after him much more than she did her mother. She
too had thick dark hair and a tanned complexion. She also
had her father's big soft brown eyes and long black lashes.
She had been a plain looking girl growing up, and had never
received much attention from boys. They always went after
the more flashy types, usually blondes, but this suited her
just fine. Animals were her real love, and she hoped
to one day become a veterinarian. She much preferred to spend
time with animals than with the kids she knew, and having
no brothers and sisters, she had grown a rather shy and solitary
child. Her mother had alw ays worried about this. She had
always encouraged her to get out and try out for school plays
or sports or anything to get an active social life. Kate,
however, had never been interested. She had a few friends,
but just w asn't a social type of person. She was also very
shy, and had never really dated. She knew one day she'd meet
Mr. Right, and she was in no hurry.
Kate thought about Idaho as she packed a bag. She had been
invited on a camping trip with the other girls on the squad.
It was a sort of get acquainted trip. They also mentioned
some kind of test that Kate would have to p erform, though
they didn't make much of it. It was just something they all
had had to do they'd said, an initiation of sorts.
Her mother had said that it was perfectly normal, and that
she'd had to do the same thing. She'd laughed to herself when
Kate had mentioned it, seemingly remembering wild times. It
made Kate uncomfortable.
The most important thing, Kate's mother had told her, was
to be a good sport. If you didn't go along, you got dropped
from the "A" crowd, and once dropped there was no
Caroline, who was the leader of the girls had told her to
bring lots of jeans, T-shirts, and warm things just in case.
She also told Kate to bring along the swim suit which she
had helped Kate pick out. It was very skim py, and Kate had
been embarrassed when Caroline had pulled it off of the rack.
It was a black two piece with bottoms that cut high up around
the rear, which in Kate's case would leave her full, round
cheeks hardly covered .
Until a few years ago, Kate had been what they call "skinny."
Though her frame was not inordinately frail, she had just
always been a thin girl. In her early teens, however, she
had blossomed substantially, growing not o nly flaring hips
and a lush bottom, but very large breasts as well. They had
started to call her "Wonder Woman," back at school
in Idaho, much to her embarressment. Not only did her breast
grow very big and round, but th ey stood out from her chest,
and looked even bigger on her slim frame. Though they seemed
to be the envy of many women, they made her feel cheap, and
the effect they had upon men of all ages made her extremely
uncomfortab le. They often just stared openly. Even at her
young age she was already considering reduction surgery. Both
her parents and doctor had advised her to wait a few years,
Though there was nothing "bimbo-ish" about Kate,
she was not comfortable with her new found attention. Her
luscious thick, long dark hair and dark eyes gave her a more
sophisticated look and she had really grown quite be autiful.
With her slightly almond shaped eyes, high cheekbones, and
full sensuous mouth, was often even compared to Sophia Loren.
She, however, wanted to be taken seriously.
It was the top of the bikini, therefore, that was the real
problem. It was skimpy too, basically just a string that went
horizontally around the lower half of her chest with two strips
about three inches wide that rose v ertically from it up across
her nipples. Ample amount of Kate breasts would bulge out
of either side of both of the straps going up over them, and
this bothered Kate even more than the bottoms.
Though Kate had initially balked at the bikini, she relented
when Caroline insisted that she bring it- as well as a figure
hugging black dress with spaghetti thin shoulder straps that
Caroline lent her- "just in case" s he decided later
that she wanted something more sexy. Kate had not wanted to
argue, and though she was quite sure that she would never
wear anything like that, she agreed to bring them all along.
She also made quite sur e to bring a pair of cut-offs and
T-shirt and sports bra in case they did go swimming.
This was Kate's first trip without any real adults, the
first time she had been away with friends without any supervision.
Of course her parents did not know the whole story. They thought
that five girls were going to st ay at the cabin Deirdre's
parents owned up in Maine, a place that they had inherited
but rarely used more then one weekend a month. As the time
approached Kate became increasingly nervous, hoping that the
other girls didn't forget her and thinking about the test
Caroline had mentioned to her. The cheerleading squad was
a special group, Caroline h ad said, and all of them had had
to pass the test. If Kate wanted to be part of the group she
would have to pass it as well. She hoped that they wouldn't
tie her to tree all night or anything like that. She decided
that she could do anything the others did and besides
she'd been tested by Caroline before. During her tryout, she
had made Kate put her panties on outside of her jeans and
walk over to watch football practice for awhile, the n to
McDonald's for a snack. It was embarrassing but worth it because
in the end everyone thought she was a good sport.
The actual tryout had been worse. Having to memorize dance
steps and perform them in front of a group of people sitting
on a panel was worse than a whole crowd. She remembered the
way that Mr. Hurley had looked at her, a nd it made her shudder.
He owned some kind of big business and was a benefactor for
the school, so he along with some others were involved in
some decisions and were at the panel. He'd stared at her long
legs and then wat ched her breasts move as she went through
her routine. She'd almost wanted to leave, but had promised
Kate jumped when she heard the blast of a car horn and rushed
out to the street pulling her backpack behind her. The other
girls were in the car with Caroline, who jumped out and opened
the truck for Kate's bag.
"Got everything?" she asked. Kate knew what
"Yes," she'd replied.
Caroline made her open her bag and show her that she had
the dress, the bikini, and her new cheerleading outfit. She
even insisted that Kate go back inside and get her make-up,
such as it was, mascara and an eyebrow penc il. It was okay,
Caroline had said. She had plenty of make-up, and she'd put
a lot of stuff into a case and would put it in Kate's bag.
She also grabbed Kate's big white fluffy towel and bathrobe
The other girls were all very nice, and as they set off,
they chatted away. Dierdre even joked about how the star quarterback
had noticed Kate, and had begun asking about her. They had
all laughed because he was sort of Caroline's guy, and they
teased her about Kate as competition. Kate assured them that
she had no interest in football players.
Caroline drove to the Howard Johnson's where she pulled
into the parking lot. She drove around, obviously looking
for someone and then pulled up behind another car and gave
him a blast with the horn.
A guy got out, and Kate recognized a guy named Mike. Mike
worked with the school supplying computers or something. Kate
didn't really know him. He was older, late twenties, but she'd
seen him around. She's heard that he had a lot of access
to all kinds of computer stuff, games, hardware, etc, and
so a lot of people vied for his attention. There were others
in his car as well, but Kate couldn't see who they were.
He walked up to the car and said hello to everyone. All of
the girls seemed to know him well. He looked at Kate and smiled.
He introduced himself and put his hand in the car towards
her to shake. She took it and said hel lo. They made small
talk for a minute, and then he went back to his car and they
all started off.
They headed for the highway and 93 North. It only took an
hour to clear Massachusetts and enter New Hampshire, the time
passed quickly as the girls told her about the lake, the caribou
they had seen, the privacy, and th e beer Mike was going to
get. They explained to her that this weekend she was a guest,
but if she passed the test and became part of the group she
would have to chip in for the beer and food like the others.
Kate told the m that only seemed fair and she would never
complain about chipping in, hoping that they would tell her
more about the test....but nobody mentioned it again. In no
time they crossed the Maine border and continued on the l
ong ride to Baxter State Park. About an hour into Maine Mike
stopped at a roadside McDonald's, they went through the drive-thru
line to save time as everyone wanted to get there as soon
as possible. The only delay was when Caroline ran up to Mike's
window while they were in line, checking directions Kate thought.
Shortly after they left McDonald's dusk started to settle
in, Kate watched the sun drop behind the mountains in the
West and began to notice how much more isolated it was up
here. The towns grew further and further apart and the
traffic on the road became lighter and lighter. As they passed
through one small town, Mike pulled them into a motel parking
lot, and they decided to stop here for the night.
As the guys got out of the car, Kate realized that she only
really knew one of them, and he gave her the creeps. His name
was Jack, and she had him in one of her classes. He was overweight
and pimply, and was one of thos e guys who stared.
Mike and Caroline each got a room, and the girls and guys
all piled in accordingly laying sleeping bags on the floor.
Kate tried to find out more about the test, but none of the
girls would say much.
The next morning they set off again, but after about twenty
minutes Kate noticed that Mike's right hand blinker was on.
She hoped nothing was wrong with his car, as they were over
halfway there according to Caroline. S he sat up and peered
ahead trying to determine why he was pulling over into the
rest area. Caroline pulled in behind Mike as he jumped from
his car. They all trotted to the men's room. The five girls
climbed out of the car to stretch their legs. None of them
had to go, and soon the guys were back out.
"Okay, let's load up." Caroline nodded and started
back to the drivers door. She turned to Kate and casually
said, "Kate, you ride with the boys for the rest of the
way." Surprised, Kate stopped in her tracks, and looked
about nervously. She was about to ask why when Caroline came
around and pulled her to one side.
"Its time for you to begin the test now Kate,"
Caroline said suddenly seriously. "From here on out,
you have to do exactly as you're told."
Kate looked into the older girl's eyes for a sign of what
this might mean, what she might have to do, but didn't find
"What will I have to do?" Kate asked, feeling
a rush of adrenaline in her stomach.
"Nothing that we ALL haven't had to do." Caroline
replied. "It's not so bad." She looked Kate in the
Kate looked over to the car where the guys were standing
waiting, and started to feel a little scared. How bad could
it be? Caroline noticed her apprehension.
"If you don't want to go," Caroline continued
curtly, "let us know now and we'll drop you in Bangor
and put you on a bus."
Her head spinning Kate thought for a second and realized
that if she went back there would be all kinds of questions
from her parents that she didn't want to answer. Plus she
knew that going home now, would be end of he r hanging around
with these kids, her friends, and besides they had all passed,
they were just trying to scare her.
She turned to Caroline and said "What would make you
think that I would even consider going back."
"Good girl. We'll see you at the campsite."
Caroline opened the trunk and pulled out Kate's bag and
walked it over to Mike, who took it and put it in the truck
of his car. Caroline winked at her as she walked back to the
other girls. Kate walked around the passenger side and climbed
in the door that a guy she vaguely knew as Tom was holding
open for her. As if she wasn't nervous enough, the smile on
his face made her feel even worse. Sliding to wards the middle,
she saw the creepy Jack Wilcox. . She also noticed another
guy from school whose name she didn't know in the front seat.
She avoided any contact with Jack who was sitting just behind
drivers seat and she made her body even smaller when
Tom climbed in next to her. "OK everybody we're ready
to go" said Mike as he closed the door. He turned
the key and started the car. Kate listened to the idle.
Mike turned to the back seat
"Kate before we go....please take of your shoes."
"What?" she replied, not sure she'd heard right.
"Kate, until you pass the test, you don't get to ask
questions. Your shoes, or, the bus!" Kate felt her face
flush with embarrassment, and started to look around at the
other guys before realizing that that only made it worse.
She slowly leaned forward and began to untie her left
"No," Mike stopped her. "Put your foot up
on the edge of the seat."
Kate was momentarily stunned. She pulled her foot up on
the edge of the seat. She looked up and noticed that she had
the rapt attention of all four guys. It really gave her the
"Gently loosen the knot."
Slowly, she undid her shoe and then eased it off of her
foot. Mike held out his hand for it. She started to feel a
bit dizzy as she undid the other shoe. "Socks too, Kate"
Kate hesitated and then stripped off her right sock,
then her left, and passed them to Mike. She instinctively
stuck her feet under the seat in front of her. Four sets of
eyes stared at her, and then broke into nervou s smiles.
"OK. Everyone. We're off."
Embarrassed, but relieved Kate leaned back in the seat.
Not wanting to have even the most incidental contact with
the boys sitting on either side of her, she did everything
she could to make herself smaller. As Mik e pulled back on
the highway and headed North, she hunched her shoulders forward
to make her breasts look as small as possible.
The boys continued to talk about the trip, the need to get
firewood as soon as they got there, the beer, how much the
beer cost, and most importantly would they have enough. They
never acknowledged her again. It was as if she didn't
even exist. She leaned back and closed her eyes trying to
make the trip go faster.
It was strange she thought, if anyone of these kids stopped
by her house when she was barefoot it wouldn't have bothered
her a bit. So why was she so embarrassed about Mike taking
her shoes? Perhaps it was because tha t they took them? That
she had no choice! That had to be it.
She nestled into the seat and tried to doze off, while at
the same time not moving any nearer to the boys. At first
she thought that it was nerves, but quickly realized that
she had to go to the bathroom. How was she going to handle
this? Would they just ignore her and let her go in her pants?
No. Mike would never let someone do that in his nice
car. She would just hold on. They would have to go again as
well and she could tough it out. Sure enough, not long afterwards,
Tom leaned forward and said, "Mike, how about a piss
"OK. It's all that coffee. I'm due myself." Putting
on his blinker Mike waited until the directional on Caroline's
car came on as well then he pulled over to the side of the
road. This wasn't a rest area. It was the middle of the forest.
As Kate wrestled wi th how she should handle this the boys
jumped out and barely walked a few feet and started to piss.
Looking over her shoulder she saw Caroline and the other girls
heading for the woods.
She climbed out of the car as the boys were finishing and
had their backs to her. She opened the front door and reached
for her sneakers when she heard Mike shout "What are
you doing?" "Getting my sneakers" "No
sneakers. You didn't ask for them, so you'll have to do without."
He looked at his watch. "You've got thirty seconds."
"I can't go in thirty seconds" "Maybe you could
have if you went in the front of the car with us " he
said smiling. Not even considering the alternative Kate headed
for the woods. Carefully watching where she put her feet she
picked her way through the bushes until she had some privacy.
Quickly pulling down her jeans and panties she relieved herself.
Jumping when she realized that she couldn't keep her balance
and her feet dry at the same time. Finished she realized that
she had nothing to wipe he rself with and closing her eyes
grabbed a fistful of leaves ....and prayed it wasn't poison
ivy. Quickly and carefully she pulled her clothing back on
and worked her way back to the car.
When she came out of the woods Mike was waiting there staring
at his watch. "Five minutes, Kate. That's not good enough.
She looked around and suddenly noticed that Caroline's car
was gone. She looked again at Mike, who had a smug smile.
She looked at the other guys. They suddenly all seemed very
nervous and were looking at the ground.
"They've already gone ahead," said Mike. "They
know where to meet us."
For the first time, Kate began to feel really scared. Now
she was alone with four guys.
"We'll deal with your lateness later," he said.
"Let's get going."
As she approached the car door, Tom again held it open for
her. Again he smiled at her in a way the made her tingle with
apprehension as she slid into the seat.
Again Mike started the car, and again he waited a moment.
Suddenly, Kate began to fear he was going to ask for another
piece of her clothing. Instead, he motioned to the guy in
the front seat.
"Where's the thing from the motel?" he asked.
The guy in the front seat opened the glove compartment and
handed something to Mike, who turned around in his seat to
"Put this on," he said, handing her something.
Kate looked down to see one of those big blindfolds that
people who sleep during the day use in hotels. She just stared
For a moment, there was no sound except the idle of the car.
Kate realized that she could not look into the faces of the
guys. She bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, and trying as
hard as possible to keep her shoulders hunched and her elbows
and arms in tight around her body, she slowly leaned her ehad
forward, allowing her long dark hair to fall over her chest
and slid the blindfold over the top of her head. She moved
it into place.
There was a thick moment of silence.
She suddenly flinched as she felt another hand help adjust
it. She started to reach up to pull it away, but caught herself.
"Relax, Kate," she heard Mike say, "just
The tension in the car was suddenly tormenting. She heard
rustling in the front seat, like a backpack being opened.
She swallowed hard, and closed her eyes tightly behind the
blindfold. She felt a hand gently pull her hair hanging in
front of her back over and behind her shoulders exposing her
chest area. She resisted the urge to g rab it.
She felt as though the guys were all staring at her large
breasts, and it made the full twin mounds feel even bigger
than they already were, like they were sticking out all the
way into the front seat. She wrapped her ar ms around them.
This was her worst nightmare, and she actually began to contemplate
leaving and going home.
She heard someone clear their throat.
"Now remember," Mike said, "you have to follow
instructions. And you're not going to have to do anything
all of the others haven't done."
Silence. Not a sound save the idling of the car.
God, could she go through with this? She remembered her
Slowly, she nodded her head. He was right, they'd all done
it. She had to go through with it.
"Okay, first you need to relax" Mike continued.
She nodded gently. She heard more movement.
"Now, put your hands, with the palms down onto the
seat on either side of you."
Slowly she unfolded her arms and laid her hands on the seat.
"Put the palms down against the seat."
She bit her lip again, and turned her hands over, flat against
"Now, very slowly, Kate," Mike continued, "take
a nice deep breath. That will help you relax."
Slowly she began to breath in.
"No a DEEP breath, Kate, come on now...all the way...sit
up straight...fill your lungs."
She could feel her face grow hot as her chest expanded,
forcing her breasts to stand straight out. She prayed no one
would touch her.
"Now hold it for a second"
She sat still. The sound of the idling car was interrupted
by a gasp from one of the guys.
"That's right, Kate...now slowly let it out"
She did, fighting the reflex to cross her arms in front
"That's good. Now again."
Again, she filled her lungs, making her boobs stick out.
"Now hold it."
She turned her head to one side, trying to lessen the embarrassment.
"Okay. Now let it out."
"Feel better, Kate?" Mike asked.
She nodded gently. She took a normal breath.
She waited to feel the car start moving.
"Before we get moving," Mike said, "I want
to ask you a question."
Oh, God. She thought.
"And you HAVE to tell the truth, always."
She nodded again
"Tell us, Kate," he said. "are you wearing
She felt like she had been jabbed. She could suddenly hear
her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel her breath
She struggled to answer.
"I asked, Are you wearing a bra?"
"Ahh...yeah.." She whispered.
Of course she was wearing a bra. Even under her T-shirt,
they could all see that.
"Good," Mike said. "Bras are nice."
"Is it a nice one?"
Her throat became so tight she could barely breath.
She couldn't respond.
"What color is it?"
"W..wwhite." she finally said.
"White? Mmmmmm" he paused.
"Is a lacy one?"
She was unable to say a word. This was agony.
"Describe it for us, Kate."
"Describe your bra to us."
She tried to catch her breath. She suddenly remembered the
three other guys, and especially Jack who'd been staring at
her all semester.
"Its..its...white..." she said finally.
"Is it lacy?"
"Not really? What do you mean? You mean part of it
Kate tried to swallow. She had never been so embarrassed
in all her life. Sitting in the back of the car, she felt
as though she was under a spotlight..
"Y...y...yes...part of it,." she finally said.
"Around the top.."
"The top of the cups?"
They all listened to the car idle, and Kate prayed the car
would start moving.
"And what about the panties?"
"The panties. You ARE wearing panties..."
"Do they match the bra? Are they a set?"
She was dying.
"Well...They...they're white too..."
"I see. That's nice."
"Well, I guess we'd better get going," Mike said
A wave of relief swept over Kate. She took a deep breath.
"We're going to leave the blindfold on for the journey,
Okay, Kate? It part of the tradition."
She nodded. Anything to get moving.
Bur the car didn't move.
Again, she heard some rustling in the front seat.
"You know, before we go," Mike said suddenly,
sounding only inches from her.
"I guess we really ought to just check to make sure
your telling us the truth."
Kate's heart sank. She instinctively drew her arms around
"Relax, Kate," Mike said."It's nothing major.
You won't even have to take anything off."
She couldn't relax. She could feel her face burning under
She could here the breathing of everyone in the car.
"Now, tell you what," he continued, "just
reach up and undo the top of your jeans."
This was a nightmare.
Her hands felt glued to the seat.
"Come on, Kate."
Slowly, she moved her hands along her thighs reached up
to the button of her jeans. Her fingers felt dead. She sucked
in her breath and worked her thumbs underneath the waistline.
She rotated the metal button through the slot in the
"Good," Mike said.
"Now pull down the zipper"
Kate took another deep breath and lifting her bottom off
of the seat, worked the zipper down. The jeans opened in a
V pattern, exposing the top of her panties.
Kate could hear the others nervously adjusting their seats.
"Now, just pull the top of your panties up a bit so
we can all see them."
She grasped the material in the front and pulled it up,
pulling it taught in her crotch.
"Can everyone see?" Mike asked.
There was a general affirmative grunting, and their proximity
started to make her feel sick.
"That's great," said Mike, suddenly sounding like
he was right in front of her.
She released the material, and, lifting her bottom from the
seat, started to work the zipper back up.
"Ah, just leave them that way." Mike instructed.
"It'll be more comfortable."
She slowly lowered herself back down into the seat. She
relaxed her hands, laying them over the exposed area. She
pushed her bottom as far back into the seat as possible, and
sat with her shoulders slumped forward.
They all knew what was coming next.
"Now, show us your bra, Kate."
She became dizzy. so lightheaded that she almost fainted.
The tension had built up to the point of exploding the glass
from the car windows.
"P...pl...please. I'm not lying."
"It's all part of the test."
Suddenly, she began to cry. It surprised her as much as
everyone else. The tears just burst out, and she hung her
head down. Her beautiful thick dark hair fell back forward
over her chest. She started to reach toward her eyes.
"DON'T touch the blindfold," instructed Mike.
She stopped at his sudden sharpness. She let her hands slowly
drift back to the top of her jeans, laying them flat over
her exposed panties. The tears built up behind the large blindfold
and then leaked out from the side s, running down the far
side of her cheeks. They let her cry quietly for a moment.
"Now, come on Kate, its not so bad," said Mike.
"Showing us your bra is no worse than being on the beach."
She didn't respond. After a moment she stopped crying. She
sniffled and brought her right index finger up to her delicate
nose and gently rubbed underneath.
"We're going to run out of gas here," said Mike,
again sounding so close, but in a different spot, more to
Suddenly she heard him turn off the engine.
There was silence.
She realized that he was serious.
She heard him reach over and put the radio on, and the sounds
of some Seventies station filled the car.
"All you have to do is just show us the material, just
so we know you were telling the truth, that's all."
Slowly Kate's hands drifted up from her covering the exposed
area of her panties to the bottom of her T-shirt. She ran
her thumbs against the material.
"Atta girl," Mike said, though this time he suddenly
sounded much further away.
Slowly, she raised the material up over the top of her jeans,
exposing her creamy skin. She pulled it up beyond her navel.
"Now come on and sit up straight,"
"Hold on," Mike said,
"Pull your hair back behind you. We need to be able
Kate fought back tears.. She reached up and with the back
of her hand, pulled her hair back off of her chest, pushing
it back over her shoulders. She tried to sit up straight.
"Okay, much better."
She took a breath and grasped the front of her T-shirt again.
She pulled it up just to the bottom of the bra.
Slowly she pulled it up to expose the bottom half of each
full bra-cup. Her hands made two tight fists which met in
the middle of the top of her breasts, squeezing them together
like balloons, forcing them both to stick out rudely. She
held the position. They could easily see the material.
"Come on, Kate. We've got to see about the lacy top
part as well."
Choking back a new sob of humiliation at being forced to
display herself like this, she pulled her T-shirt up farther,
exposing the creamy skin of her cleavage.
"Higher, all the way up."
She could suddenly hear rasping breathing and the car's other
occupants shifting in their seats. She pulled the shirt all
the way up so that it was bunched up beneath her chin. Fully
realizing the obscene display she wa s making, she turned
her head to one side in shame. She let out another sob.
"Well that does have some nice lace work on it,"
Mike remarked. His voice sounded odd, like it was partially
obstructed. "Can you guys all see that?"
There were some grunts.
"See, its not so bad. What's all the crying about?"
With one swift move, Kate pulled the T-shirt back down.
There was a moment of silence.
"You know what," he continued, "I think that
since you are so uncomfortable, what we need to do is get
you used to being more casual."
"P..p..please," she said, frozen in position.
Her hands gripped the bottom of the T-shirt, making the knuckles
"Why don't we take the T-shirt off all together..."
"...and have you ride for a while in your bra, just
to kinda get you used to it?"
She could hear snickering from the other guys.
"No..PLEASE...I don't need...
"Yes, I think it's a good idea. It'll help loosen you
"NO, my God, what about...what about the other
"See, there you go. People wear much less than that
big thing on the beach."
Kate really started to panic now. But how would she get
home from here? Where was the nearest phone? You never know
who might be on the road.
As if reading her mind, Mike said, "It's all part of
the test, Kate. You have to do as your told..."
He paused for a moment.
"... or we can let you out here, but your T-shirt is
coming up here in the front with your shoes and socks either
She realized she had no choice. He sounded so serious, and
she knew that alone, in just her bra and jeans with no shoes,
she'd be in big trouble.
"It's up to you Kate."
"Pl....." she started but cut it off. She realized
it would do no good.
"What's it going to be?"
"I...I...don't have any choice, do I..."
"Oh, I don't know," said Mike. "Standing
out there is just your bra I don't think it would take you
long to get a ride..."
Laughter filled the car.
Kate just sat clutching the bottom of her shirt-- her shirt
that was about to come off.
"Okay, now we don't want to mess up the blindfold here,
so here's what we'll do. Now Kate, you have to show us that
your going to do what your told here- that's the test."
She made no sound.
"So in order to keep everything together, Kate, first
you pull your arms out of the sleeves."
She still didn't move until she realized he meant now.
Slowly she obeyed reaching up with each hand and pulling
her elbows and then her arms through the sleeves and back
underneath the. She crossed her arms across her chest beneath
"Now Kate, put your hands back on the seat on either
side of you like you had them before, palms down."
She straightened out her arms, and her hands appeared from
underneath the material. She did as she was told and jammed
her thumbs underneath her thighs.
"Okay," Mike continued, "now lean forward,
Kate, and you two guys pull her shirt up to her shoulders
and carefully lift it over her head- BE CAREFUL with the blindfold....that's
part of the test?"
Instantly, Kate felt two hands on either side of her start
lifting her shirt up, exposing her to all of their eyes. They
stretched the neck hole out and lifted it over her head, pulling
her hair out along with it.
Instinctively, her arms came up, and she immediately crossed
her arms across her full breasts.
"Now, Kate," said Mike. She could her a smile.
"You weren't supposed to move your hands..."
A sob escaped her lips. She held herself tight.
"Maybe," said Mike forcefully, "maybe we
make you ride the rest of the way NAKED."
"NOOOOO.." her head suddenly shot up. She jammed
her hands back down underneath her thighs.
"Now, THAT'S more like it."
Her shoulders sagged forward. She listened for the sound
of the ignition.
"Just before we head out, Kate, lets try to relax with
some more deep breathing"
GOD, would it never end.
"Ah...Sit up straight now...shoulders back" he
said. His voice sounded odd, preoccupied.
"That's great. Really fill those lungs."
Her face burned as she felt her bra rise and tighten.
She heard rustling as everyone got settled for the ride.
Finally the ignition, and the car pulled out onto the highway.
As the car moved along the highway, thoughts swirled around
in Kate's head. She wondered how bad this test could get.
How far she could go? Had Caroline and the others done this?
The more she thought about it, the more sh e thought they
had. These tests were always embarrassing. Sitting in front
a bunch of guys in just a bra probably wouldn't bother the
other girls so much. But then the other girls didn't have
breasts like Kate. They didn' t go through life having their
chest stared at, and having guys make rude comments.
Far from feeling more comfortable, as time passed, it became
worse. Behind the blindfold she had this horrible image of
all four guys just staring at her, staring at her breasts,
the whole way.
An hour or so went by, and again the guys talked amongst
themselves. When ever it got quiet, Kate got nervous.
"Whoa," said Mike suddenly. "There's a gas
station. We better get some gas."
Oh, God, thought Kate. That meant being in a public place.
In just her bra.
"Can I please put my shirt back on?" she asked
"Naw," said Mike, "it will help loosen you
She felt the car slow down and pull in over the curb.
"Ken," Mike said to the guy in the front seat
, the one she didn't know. "Fill 'er up will ya?"
She heard Mike's door open, and then Ken's on the passenger
Kate could hear people around her, and for the first time,
even though it had gotten wet and soggy from her tears, she
was glad to be blindfolded. She would have died if she had
been able to see people looking at her.
She heard the sound of the nozzle going into the gas tank.
Suddenly, she jumped as someone knocked on the window to
her left. She heard Jack roll it down, and as he did, the
noise of the outside filled the car. She stiffened. She could
hear people talking in hushed voices.
They were looking at her, talking about her, she just knew
it. She pushed her bottom back into the seat and hunched forward.
She felt sick.
Finally, she heard Mike and Ken get back in the car, and
start it up. She gave silent thanks as she felt the car move
again. They pulled back out into the road.
For a moment, no one said a word.
"Well, Kate," said Mike finally. His voice was
now on the passenger side. Ken, she realized must be driving.
"You were quite a hit at the ol' gas station."
A couple of the other guys chuckled as well.
"Now," he continued, "we've been kinda easy
on you, cause your kinda shy. But one of the things about
the test is that sometimes the girl has to make little sacrifices
for the good of the group."
She felt her heart pound.
"Make a right up here," Mike told Ken."There,
there on the left...there they are... pull in here."
She felt the car pull in and slowly come to a stop. Her
"Now." Ken continued, "here's the deal, no
She heard things being moved around again.
"Now these couple of guy, they're some kind of traveling
sales guys, saw you in the car, and were mighty taken with
"Please..." was all she could say.
"Don't get freaked out," he continued, "we're
not selling you into white slavery..."
The guys all laughed.
"They're real nice guys."
"They even offered us fifty bucks towards our camping
It went quiet..
"Isn't that nice of them, Kate?"
She didn't respond.
"I said, Isn't that nice of them?"
Slowly, she nodded her head.
"I can't hear you Kate."
"Yes it sure is. Now, its only fair that we do something
nice for them as well, don't you agree?"
"W..what do you mean..."
"Well, these nice guys, would really like to watch
you take your bra off."
"NOOOO...Oh my God....." She crossed her arms
over her body.
Laughter filled the car.
"LISTEN KATE," said Mike sternly. "Its no
big thing, and EVERYONE'S done it."
"No...you don't understand...I COULDN'T..."
"Look, you can keep your pants on, even button 'em
"You keep the blindfold on, so they won't even know
who you are. We've pulled into a very secluded little parking
lot here. All you have to do is just go over there behind
that building, away from prying eyes, well most of ‘em
anyway, and take your bra off, let 'em have a look, and off
The car filled with nervous tension.
"Please don't make me do this..."
"You HAVE to do it."
"OR," said Mike, "if it would be easier,
I can get Jack and Tom to take it off for you."
"Either way, its up to you."
She couldn't move. She started to cry again.
"Come on," Mike said, opening the car door.
She heard all of the doors open, and Mike came around to
the door on her right hand side."
"Now zip up your pants"
Resigned, she lifted her bottom off of the seat, re-zipped
her pants and re-did the button.
"Here, give me your hand."
He reached in and grabbed her hand. The contact made her
jump, but she allowed herself to be slowly pulled across the
"Here," said Mike, pulling her legs out from the
car and setting her bare feet on the concrete, "I'll
make this easy, just hold my arm."
As she stepped out the car, and stood up, suddenly a loud
whistle rang out. It was followed by another, and the someone
Her knees buckled, and she felt Mike lurch- and just as
suddenly the noise stopped. It was quiet.
Mike walked her across the lot. Her legs were so wobbly
that she had to hold on to his arm to make it.
"How about here, against this wall?" she heard
Mike ask, but she wasn't sure to who.
She couldn't hear any response.
She felt him put his hands on her shoulders. He backed her
up until her back was against a wall.
"Now, you just do exactly as I tell you, and everything
is going to be fine, understand."
"Please...DON'T do this..."
"Stop it Kate. It's not so bad. EVERYTHING I say, and
it will be over in a minute. Understand?"
"Now don't embarrass me by making a big scene. I'd
hate to have to let these guys take your bra off for you..."
Her head fell forward.
She was totally defeated.
"O...Okay," she whispered.
"Good. Now it will be over in no time."
He released her, and she could hear him walk away. She pulled
her arms up to cover herself.
"Hey Ken," Mike said, "put a tape on will
With the back of her hand, Kate brushed a few tears away.
She heard music fill the air, and wondered if the volume would
call attention to them. It drowned out the distant sound of
traffic. At least, she wasn't standing where cars could see
her as they went by. She tried to imagine where she was and
who was watching.
"Now just relax a minute, Kate."
She could hear people moving around.
"You guys ready?"
She didn't hear any response.
"Okay, Kate," she heard Mike say, suddenly to
her left. Her blindfolded face moved in his direction.
"Now put your hands flat against the wall."
She could barely move.
"Come on Kate..."
Slowly she released her grip of her upper body and moved
her hands away from her breasts. She turned them over and
spread her fingers out against the rough surface of the wall.
She turned her head to one side in shame.
"Now let's take a couple of deep breaths to relax you."
She breathed in through her tight throat.
"All the way, Kate."
She filled her lungs making her chest stick out.
"Good," said Mike, now on the other side of her.
"Do it a couple of times to get relaxed."
She could hear him walking around her as she took deep breaths.
He was inspecting her like a piece of meat. Finally, he walked
right up to her. She shuddered. She felt so vulnerable in
"You know, Kate," he said, "it's just not
fair that these nice gentlemen can't see your lovely face.
"NOOO, please, leave it on..."
He was standing right in front of her.
"These guys are all from Iowa or somewhere, we'll never
see them again."
He paused a moment.
"So, here's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna take off the
blindfold, but you HAVE to keep your eyes closed, do you understand?"
"Please, can't we just.."
"No, we can't," he said. "Now here's the
deal. You CANNOT open your eyes, do you understand? And if
"...if you do, then as punishment, you are going to
have to take your jeans down, and your panties and take a
spanking on your bare bottom, right here over the hood of
She gasped. She was too stunned to say anything. She would
rather be shot standing here against this wall.
"And I really mean it, Kate. Right here in front of
our two friends from Ohio."
Things had gotten so far out of control that it had become
like some horrible dream.
"I..I.. won't look" was all she could say.
"No I bet you won't." He laughed.
"Okay, now he I go. Close your eyes..."
She bit down on her lower lip and clinched her eyes shut.
As he lifted the blindfold from her face, she felt cool air
rush in. Her face was still wet from crying.
Mike carefully lifted the elastic strap off over her head.
Very gently, he rearranged her hair, pulling it backward so
that it fell back behind her.
"We don't want to cheat our new friends," he said.
She heard him step back.
"Now remember, Kate..."
She leaned against the wall for support. She was NOT going
to give them any reason to think she'd opened her eyes.
She heard him walk away again.
"Now, we want you to pose for us a little bit, Kate,"
"Sure you can. Lean forward and put your hands on your
thighs just above your knees.
She leaned forward.
"Keep your knees together."
She did, and realized the effect this pose had. Her two
straightened arms crushed her big breasts together between
them, making the mounds bulge obscenely over the tops of her
"That's nice, Kate. See, its not so hard."
It was. She was so humiliated.
"Come on, give us a nice smile."
A smile? How could she. She tried.
"A REAL smile Kate, don't make me come over there and
She forced her best smile.
"There, that's nice.
She could hear people moving around her, and was almost
tempted to open her eyes. She didn't, of course.
"Okay, now stand up nice and straight."
"Clasp your hands together behind your neck."
This was so horrible. Did he have to shame her like this?
Displaying herself like this in a parking lot in front of
strangers she couldn't even see. Her head spun.
Suddenly, they were interrupted by the sound of skateboards
against the pavement. She somehow managed to keep her eyes
closed, but quickly wrapped her arms around herself.
"WHOAAA, dude..." a young male voice.
Kids, at least two.
The skateboards suddenly stopped. She turned around and
faced the wall.
"Go on, take a hike" she heard Mike say.
"Go on get out of here..."
She heard some movement, but didn't hear the skateboards
"Okay, it was just a couple of kids," he said."
They're gone now."
She didn't believe him. The thought of what was happening
was horrific enough without the added shame of having a couple
of mall rat type kids watch her shame as well. She didn't
"Come on Kate, we don't have all day here."
"Make them go..." she said.
"I SAID they were gone, Kate." She could hear
a smile in his voice, like he was holding back a laugh..
"You can always LOOK if you want to, but you know what
She didn't move.
"Let's GO Kate, or I'll send Ken to find them and bring
She clinched her eyes shut and slowly turned around.
She just knew they were still there, standing watching her.
"Now let's go back to where we were before we were so
She heard snickering.
Yes, she KNEW they were still there- watching. Watching
her standing in just her bra being forced into obscene poses.
"Now stand up straight and clasp your hands behind
She listened to the music and tried to lose herself in it.
Slowly, she raised her arms up, feeling her bra lift with
her body. She brought her hands behind her neck and laced
the fingers together.
"Great, great. Now pull your elbows back"
Slowly, she did. It made her bra pull so taught that it
became like a second skin. Her breasts rose up on her chest
and stuck out. She heard someone suck in their breath. She
tried not to think about it.
"Give us a smile, Kate, come on..."
She tried again, and remembering his threat about the tickling,
"Great, now turn a little to your left."
She started to turn...
"In fact keep that beautiful smile, and keep those
elbows pulled back nice and tight, and slowly turn right the
way around for us, all the way around.."
She felt like meat on a hook. Trying to hold
the smile and trying to keep from crying, she slowly turned
herself around in a circle, giving the audience a lusty view
of her outstretched body from all angles.
"Great," said Mike as she turned around to face
"Okay, now let your arms down again."
She released her hands from behind her neck and lowered
them, resisting the temptation to cover herself as they went
"Now," Mike continued, "reach up and ease
the straps down off of your shoulders."
"Please..." she said. She just couldn't say anything
else. She choked back a sob.
"Come on, Kate."
Slowly, with her eyes closed, she reached up and felt her
way along. She slid the tips of her fingers underneath the
white shoulder strap on her left shoulder.
She lifted it away from her skin, and pulled it up over
"All the way down, Kate."
She pulled it down until it just hung loose against her
arm, peeling back the top inch of so of her bra-cup..
"Now the other one."
Slowly, she did the same on the other side, leaving both
The effect was breathtaking. With her long dark hair pulled
behind her, her long beautiful neck was open going right down
her slim shoulders. Now all of the creamy tanned skin, from
her shoulders, across her chest was ex posed. Her big breasts
just sat in the cups of her bra like scoops of ice cream,
and the top half of the luscious mounds, though still in the
bra, lay open to the gaze of the audience.
"Okay, now go back to the first pose, with your hands
on your knees."
She leaned forward and did as she was told. Skill keeping
her eyes shut, she could just imagine the sight.
"Pull your arms in nice and tight."
As she leaned forward, she felt the shoulder straps fall
farther down, down to her forearms. The tops of the bra-cups
fell back slightly as well. The effect, as she pulled her
arms together was like squashing two balloon s. The bra barely
"Come on, now, another big smile, Kate..."
God, WHY did he HAVE to keep tormenting her. Didn't he realize
how horrible this was? She forced another smile.
"Great," Mike said. "Now pucker up like Marilyn
Monroe, give a big kiss."
She formed her mouth into a big "O" like a kiss.
"MMMMMMMmmmmmm-Wah" Mike imitated the sound of
a big kiss.
"Now stand up nice and straight again."
"Reach your hands up as high as you can."
This, all of a sudden, was just too much. She just burst
out into tears and put her hands up to cover her face, inadvertently
mashing her breasts together as she did so. She squatted down
on her haunches and started to s ob.
"Awe, come on, Kate," said Mike. He walked up
to her and squatted down in front of her.
"Why you makin' such a big deal about this? None of
the other girls..."
"You don't UNDERSTAND," she said through her sobs.
"You don't understand how TERRIBLE this is for me..."
"Well we're almost done," he replied. He reached
out and stroked her hair.
"Please hasn't his been ENOUGH?"
"LOOK, GODDAMN IT," he said suddenly. "You
either pull yourself together here, or I have half a mind
to find a skateboard park and make you strip NAKED in front
of a bunch of snot-nosed twerps."
Kate was stunned. She stopped crying instantly, maybe due
"Now Caroline had to do this in a bar, a bar full of
men. Your getting off easy."
Oh God, no wonder she never said anything about the test.
How could she...
"Now STAND UP and let's finish what we promised, here."
Kate, careful to keep her eyes shut, took a deep breath.
She felt Mike take her hands and pull her back up. As soon
as he let go she lifted her bra-cups back up and her hands
went right back across her chest.
He would probably do it.
She heard him walk back to wherever he was standing before.
As she stood there, she fought the temptation to open her
eyes. She wondered who was watching her. It was better then
in a BAR, though.
"Okay, now turn your back to us."
She turned herself around, suddenly feeling that her bottom
was much too big.
"Pull your hair out of the way- pull it in front of
She reached back with her left hand and ran her fingers
underneath through her hair, pulling it forward so that it
hung down in front of her, exposing her entire back..
"...and reach back and undo your bra."
She took a deep breath, and slowly she reached behind her
and grasped the two ends of the back strap where the clasps
were, and pulled both sides of her bra towards each other
to release the tension. She freed the four s mall eyelets.
She had to do it a couple of times before they all came
Slowly she pulled the two sides apart. She reached around
with her left arm and held the bra to her in the front. The
two brastraps dangled uselessly.
This revealed a beautiful, slim and unblemished back. It
was an exquisite shape, long perfect symmetry, and just a
slight hint of ribs showing. From her shoulders, the lines
narrowed gradually until you came to her waist , where they
flared out again before disappearing into the tops of her
jeans. From this angle, one would never imagine the enormous
breasts hiding on the other side.
"Look back at us over your shoulder."
She turned her head back, and, unknowingly, with her eyes
closed, portrayed a sensuousness she certainly did not feel
"Okay, Kate, now turn around and face us."
Slowly she turned around clutching the material to her breast.
She could hear footsteps.
"Wait a sec.." it was Mike.
He moved around behind her and gently pulled her hair back
away from her front so that it all hung down behind her again,
giving an unobstructed view.
"We don't want to cheat our friends."
She heard him walk away again.
"Now turn a little sideways and lean your face up into
Clutching the material, she did what he asked, assuming
several poses, unaware of how sensuous they looked.
"Okay, now the moment of truth."
She felt tears coming
"Turn and face us."
She rotated slightly, clutching the material. The way she
held it pushed her breasts up.
"Okay, Kate. Now slowly pull it down."
A big tear rolled down her cheek.
She slowly lowered her bra.
Inch by inch, more creamy tan skin came into view.
"That's right, all the way off..."
She stopped just as the areolas were coming into view. She
let out a little sob.
"Come on Kate."
Slowly the material came down.
First the tops, and then the actual protruding nipples themselves
came into view. They stuck out, aroused by the shame. She
let out another little sob.
"Just drop it Kate."
Slowly, she released the grip her fingers had on the material
and let the bra drop to the ground. She instantly crossed
her arms over herself.
"Nah, Ah Ahhh..." said Mike.
"Put your arms down at your sides."
She couldn't believe it. Here she was being forced to bear
her breasts for strangers she could not even see. Resigned,
she let her arms drop and hang limply at her sides.
No one present had ever seen a sight like this in their
lives. It was like something out of a magazine or a film.
Usually boobs the size of Kate's hung down once released from
their support. Kate's did not. They glorious ly stood out
on their own, almost perfectly round, protruding ever so slightly
towards the nipples.
Her areolas were large, but not too. They were darker than
her skin, and as a result of her heightened embarrassment,
had contracted them, creating little goose bumps. Likewise,
the nipples themselves stood out.
No one said anything. She just stood there, fighting the
reflex to cover herself.
Mike cleared his throat.
"Ah, Okay, Kate, just a couple of poses."
She bit her lip. Please, please, let this end, she asked
"Lean forward and grab your knees again."
For the third time, she struck the pose, only this time
her breasts were bare.
"Big smile, Kate..."
She forced another one.
"Now, lets go back to the hands behind the neck."
She tried to just drift off into the music as she reached
up behind her head and put her hands behind her neck. She
could feel the air and the lusty gaze of the men on her huge,
nude tits as they rose up with her arms.
"Big smile, Kate."
She forced another smile.
"Now, turn around again, all the way. Give us the full
She slowly rotated her body around, giving her unseen audience
a spectacular visual tour of her perfect body. She came around
full circle, still with her hands clasped behind her.
"Great, just great...now don't move..."
She could hear footsteps coming toward her. She turned her
face and buried it into the upper part of her raised right
arm, trying to hide.
"See," said Mike softly, "that wasn't so
She started to release her hands.
"Wait," he said. "One last thing."
She could feel him staring down at her breasts.
"Put your hands back."
"That's great. Now pull your elbows back again."
She stretched them out again.
"Now since you've been such a pain about this.."
Her breathing sped up, causing her chest to move up and
"Well, these guys, well, they're wondering about...well...
about whether your tits are real..."
"Oh, GOD, oh god, no....."
"Well since it took you so long here, well it seems
only fair that we let ‘em see for themselves."
"Please...I did what you said..."
"It's no big deal. All they're going to do is come
up and they're just gonna touch ‘em a little bit to
see if they're real."
"Please, PLEASE, I did what you said...
"Now you CAN'T move. You gotta stay in EXACTLY this
"Please don't let them touch me...."
"They ain't gonna rape you or nothing. They're just
gonna feel them a little bit."
Standing there, with her hands behind her neck and her elbows
pulled back, with her big breasts sticking out, nude, like
guns on a battleship was more shame than she could have imagined
in her worst nightmare.
And now she had to let someone touch her.
"NOOOO, PLEASE...." cried Kate.
It took all of her self control to hold the degrading position
she was in- standing in nothing but her jeans in a parking
lot she couldn't even see, holding her hands behind her neck
with her elbows pulled wide apart. H er huge breasts sat there,
sticking out rudely, on offer like cantaloupes at the supermarket.
Now Mike told her that, keeping her eyes closed, she had
to endure some stranger touching them.
She felt adrenaline pump into her stomach.
"Just a little feel." he said. "Now, I'll
be standing here the whole time. And remember, you can't move
"Oh, please..." she sobbed.
"Now if you do," Mike continued, "if you
move- no matter what happens- it'll be the same as if we caught
you looking, you remember..."
"That's right, jeans and panties down for a spanking."
Kate's head swirled, and she felt as though she might throw
She heard footsteps.
"Hi there." It was a man's voice.
Again, she fought the urge to panic.
"Come, on Kate," said Mike. "Say hello."
Did he HAVE to torment her like this?
"H..hi..." She clinched her eyes shut.
Kate stood rooted to the spot.
"Now, what will happen if you move?" asked Mike.
She could feel men standing around her. She could hear their
"Come on Kate, what will happen?"
She clinched her eyes shut.
"That's right, a spanking. And where will you get it?"
"Oh my God, please...please don't do this..."
"Come on Kate," Mike continued, "where will
you get it..."
"That's right. And what kind of shape will your bottom
"God," said a man's voice. He sounded much older.
"That sure sounds good to me." He coughed.
"Come on, sweetie, open your eyes..." said another.
"Now," continued Mike, "just to serve as
a little reminder, Kate, while keeping your arms in place,
turn yourself around so that we can get a good look at your
It was not enough to be standing here with her breasts sticking
out like this. She swallowed hard and decided not to argue.
The stakes were just too high. Slowly she turned herself around
so that her back was facing them .
"Wow, that sure is a nice ass." It was another
"Yeah," laughed the first man. "It reminds
me of a horse I once saw..."
They all laughed.
"Kinda hard to tell in those jeans though..."
Kate heart started pumping wildly.
"Now, now," said Mike. "We did promise her
that if she doesn't move unless we say so that she can keep
her jeans on."
"Awwww," someone said.
"But," Mike continued, "she could bend over
for us a bit to show us the nice shape...couldn't you Kate."
She couldn't respond.
"Sure you could." Mike said. "Now keep your
arms in position, and just bend over at the waist..."
Another sob escaped her full lips.
She did it. She bent at the hips, with her elbows sticking
out horizontally like the wings of a bird. Her big nude tits
hung straight down unencumbered. They wobbled slightly.
"Bend one knee, and keep the other leg straight."
"Great...now bend over a little farther..."
She bent over even further.
"That's right," said Mike. "Really stick
it out there."
Tears started to trail down her nose and fall to the pavement
in little splatters. She could hear them walking around her.
She heard someone come around to her left and squat down.
She could hear breathing inches away. She heard him get down
on the ground to look up at her. She bit her lip and clenched
her eyes shut, as she imaging the sight her big hanging
breasts were making for him.
"You sure have great tits.." the man said.
"Yeah." another man, suddenly on the other side.
She tried not to think about them. She heard the music and
tried to tune in.
"Say, ‘thank you,' Kate" said Mike suddenly.
"Come on, Kate."
They all chuckled.
"Well, you're welcome, Doll."
"Okay," said Mike. "Let's get you back into
position. Turn around and stand up again, but keep your arms
where they are.
Once again she turned around and repositioned herself in
the obscene pose, hands behind neck, shoulders pulled back,
breasts thrust forward.
"Fred, you EVER seen tits that nice?"
"Are these things real, sweetheart?"
"Y...yes." She knew she better answer.
"I don't see no scars, Bob."
"Sometimes they're underneath."
"Yeah, let's see."
Though she had braced herself, the touch was like an electric
shock, and she flinched.
"Sorry..." she said quickly, hoping it wouldn't
There was chuckling, but no one said anything.
She felt a hand lifting her left breast, weighing it like
a piece of fruit. Her face flushed.
"Gawd, they're heavy," said Bob.
"Let's see," said Fred.
She felt another hand lift her right breast.
"Your right, Bob," he replied. "Have you
ever weighed these beauties, Doll?"
Both hands pushed her boobs up, mashing them into her chest.
The force made her have to take a step back.
"Nope, no scars under here."
She stood there as both men squeezed the breasts she was
so tantalizingly offering.
"You know the best way to tell," said Bob, releasing
the left one.
"What's that?" asked Fred, doing likewise.
She heard Bob walk around behind her.
"Oh..." she said as she felt the front of Bob's
body come into contact with her. She could feel his big belly
and then his erection against her back. She could feel his
hot breath. It stank of stale cigarettes.
"You hold ‘em together like this," he said
reached around from behind. Each hand grabbed a breast. "And
see if they feel the same." He squeezed them, molding
them in his hands.
She could hear his breathing get raspy as he just played
with them for a few moments.
"Then you gotta check the nipples." He released
her breasts, letting them fall back into place. Then he began
to pinch her nipples, tugging on them. Slowly, they became
"They sure look real." offered Fred.
Bob went back to playing with them for a moment before releasing
"Here, your turn."
Holding her position, she heard Fred move to the same spot.
As he leaned into her, she felt his erection as well. He did
the same thing. He too smelled like cigarettes. It was foul.
She wanted to be sick.
After a few moments of mauling, he too released her. She
heard him walk back around.
Though her arms were really starting to ache, she held her
position. No one said anything. She could hear heavy breathing
over hear the music.
They let her stand for a moment.
She wanted to die of shame.
No one said a word. She just listened to them walk around
"Well, little Kate," she heard Mike say. He was
right behind her, though she couldn't feel him against her
like the others.
She waited, waited for him to say or do something.
Then it happened. She felt his hands reach around her body
and go to the top of her jeans. She lost control- her hands
frantically leapt down and grabbed his, pushing them away.
She heard cheering.
"Awe, Kate..." he said. "that was just a
In a panic, she suddenly opened her eyes...and froze.
There in front of her were not just two men, but a small
group, more like seven or ten, all different shapes and sizes
standing in a semi-circle around her.
The sight before her made her scream. She fell to the pavement
in a heap.
Laughter and applause rang out.
But that wasn't the worst.
A couple of them had cameras. She realized that men had
been taking pictures of her the whole time.
When she finally looked up again, she saw that both Ken
and Jack had VIDEO CAMERAS.
She pulled her arms tightly around her and covered her face
with her hands. The humiliation was almost unbearable.
She spread her fingers apart and looked out.
They were in a small parking lot that looked like it was
situated behind the building it served, which itself fronted
the road. It looked as though it could hold around twenty
cars. On the other side of the lot, facing h er was some kind
Beside's Mike's, there were four other cars parked.
Then another sight suddenly caught her eye, and she froze.
There, grinning at her, were four young kids with skateboards
in their hands.
They had watched the whole thing.
Kate covered her face with her hands, her arms covering
her breasts. She looked as though she were clutching a pair
of pillows in front of her body.
"You BASTARD," she suddenly screamed at Mike.
Mike squatted down next to her. Suddenly, he grabbed a handful
of her hair and jerked her head upright so that he was facing
him. The move shocked her. She clinched her hands into little
fists underneath her chin
"Don't you EVER call me a name like that AGAIN."
The look in his eye suddenly scared her. She went silent.
Mike turned to the assembled audience, and told them to give
him a minute. They backed off, most going to sit on the hoods
of their cars.
"Now," said Mike. "Its time you and I have
a little chat."
"How COULD you?"
"It's not such a big thing, showing off your titties."
She flinched at the word "titties." She was being
treated like a whore.
"Now, we got a nice long weekend together."
Her eyes widened.
"Wh..what do you mean..."
"Well, we're going to spend some time together- me,
you, and the boys." He looked her in the eye to make
sure she was getting it.
"That's what the test is all about."
She just stared in disbelief.
"Now we can all have a nice, easy time together if
you do like your told."
"You BAS-" she stopped herself.
"That's right. You're learning."
"Wh..what do you want?" she asked.
"Well," he replied, "we're gonna want a lot
of stuff, and its not all going to be easy for you..."
"You..you can't make me..."
"Well, its up to you to decide. You can either come
along with us and do what we tell you to do, or we can put
you on the bus home. It's up to you."
He suddenly smiled.
"BUT, we've got a lot of great pictures of you showing
off your tits..."
"OH, my GOD..."
"...and some nice ones of you sticking out your ass."
He let her cry for a moment. He looked back over his shoulder
and smiled and nodded to the men. He turned back towards the
"Now, listen real carefully," he said, "as
I was saying, from here on out, I am going to make sure the
rest of this weekend doesn't get TOO out of hand."
She looked up at him. Her eyes were red and wet.
"Wh..what do you mean?"
"I mean that things COULD get out of hand," he
replied. He smiled down at her.
"You don't think each of those guys would LOVE to have
his evil way with you?"
"OH, GOD, OH, GOD, NOOOOO, PLEASE...." She became
"But, I'm not going to let that happened. That IS,"
he said, "as long as you do as I say, and I mean EXACTLY
as I say."
Tears of helplessness welled up again.
"OR..." he took her delicate chin in his hand.
"Or things ARE going to get out of hand, and we've
got a long weekend ahead of us."
"W...what. ..do...want me to do?"
"I want you to do what I tell you to Kate. EXACTLY.
And as long as you do that I am going to make sure that things
She stared at him.
"One of your school friends has a kinda mean streak
that I have to control."
A hand shot up to cover her mouth. He could see the fear
in her eyes.
"But, as I said," he continued, "I will keep
things cool if you promise to be obedient, no matter WHAT
I ask of you."
"Oh, God, I couldn't, I just couldn't."
"Mmmmm...let's see...imagine one day every computer
in school starts up with a nice picture of you sticking your
tits in some old guy's face?"
She just closed her eyes, forcing tears to roll down either
side of her face.
She was totally defeated.
"Now," Mike continued, "we've got pictures
of Caroline and all of the others as well, and we don't go
handing them around. It's just between us. It's just this
She opened her eyes and looked up at him.
"Now, I mean it," he said. "Do what I tell
you and all this stuff will be kept under my lock and key."
She shuddered. The thought of pictures of her being passed
around school made her sick. She was trapped. She had no choice.
"O...okay...." she whispered.
"Okay," he said. "Now I promise to keep up
my end. Do you promise too?
"Y..yes...." she heard herself say.
"Good," he said.
He stroked her hair, and ran the back of his hand down the
side of her lovely face. Her eyes pulled shut.
"Well we got our first little test right here, don't
"OH...oh...NOOOO," she said, her eyes widening
with realization. She had forgotten.
"That's right," he said. "Now, here's the
deal," he continued, "if you don't cause a scene-
any MORE of one I mean- and follow my direction..."
"OH, you COULDN'T, my God, PLEASE don't ask me..."
She looked beyond him and saw that none of the men had moved.
They were all clearly waiting.
"As I was saying, if you do as I say..."
He grabbed her by the chin again and looked straight into
"If you do as I tell you, it will only be me who spanks
"Oh..my....." she started to feel faint.
He shook her chin to bring her around.
"This is going to be a good first obedience test for
you, I can tell."
"If you DON'T do it as I tell you...
She looked up at him in horror.
"Then it won't just be me who spanks you. It will be
our friends from Ohio too..."
She clenched her eyes shut at the thought.
"...and I'll even have to let the skateboards have
"Oh, God, oh no...okay..."
"Do we have a deal."
"Y...yes...DON"T let them..."
She grabbed his arm.
"And NO PICTURES."
He looked down at her.
"I'm sorry. Pictures are all part of the deal."
"Oh, no..PLEASE no pictures...." her hands covered
"Hey we already got enough to put out a special Kate
magazine, what's the difference?"
A hand went to her face in sheer disbelief.
"Besides, it's only a couple of pictures of your butt,
no big deal."
She took a deep breath and tried to control herself.
"But don't worry. None of these guys will ever develop
them, their all from small towns. They just like to take ‘em."
"COME ONNNNN" a voice from the crowd. "We
aint got all day here..."
Mike turned and looked back at them.
"Their getting agitated, Kate," he said turning
back to face her. "The longer we wait, the harder its
going to be for me to keep ‘em away from a turn."
She just sat there crying.
Mike stood up, and reached down and took her hands away
from her face. She resisted, but he pulled her upright. As
soon as he let go, she crossed her arms in front of her.
"Now you remember," he said as he put his arm
around her and began walking her to where the car was parked.
"You just do as I say, and we'll all get out of here
in one piece."
She was scared.
She was petrified.
While most of the cars were parked normally, Mikes had pulled
in longways and sat over several spaces. The passenger side
faced them. She tried not to look as Mike walked her towards
the front of the car. He stopped just as they got to
the front wheel and gently turned her around so that her bottom
made contact with the fender. He stepped back.
Once again she was facing her audience.
"Okay, Kate," Mike began. "Let's take the
hands down and put them on the edge of the fender.
She couldn't look up. Slowly she lowered her arms, and immediately
as her breasts bobbing into view she heard the clicking of
"Come on, look up."
She did, and saw what seemed like a mass of faces and cameras.
She noticed Jack and Ken both pointing video cameras at her.
Ken let the guys get their shots and instructed his two
videographers to walk around and get different angles.
"Okay, Kate. Now undo your jeans."
She whimpered, and had to blink away the tears as she looked
down. For the second time today, her wooden fingers popped
the button free.
"Great, now pull down the zipper..."
It slid down smoothly, again exposing a white triangle of
the top of her panties.
She tried to pretend it was a dream.
"Okay, now scoot them down a bit."
It was all just a bad dream. Slowly, she grabbed the material
at the hips. She started to pull it down.
She stopped after a couple of inches and grabbed the top
of her panties with her delicate right hand to keep them from
going as well. She used her left hand to work them down, and
got them beyond the panties to the tops of her thighs.
"A little bit farther, Kate, about halfway down your
She had to fidget to do it, making her breasts wobble appealingly.
From her narrowest point, at about her naval, the lines
began to flare out moving down her hips, and made a lovely
contrast to her concave stomach. She was delightfully curvy.
The material of her panties looked effervescent in the bright
sunlight, they seemed to glow. All along the top couple of
inches there as a delicate lace pattern, which smoothed out
into solid material below. The ball of her mons was clearly
"Okay, now turn around."
He arms came up across her chest. She slowly tried to turn
around without causing her jeans to go down any further.
She leaned the front of her thighs against the fenders.
Though her waist was quite narrow, and her back and arms
thin and delicate, her hips flared out into a surprisingly
full, round bottom. The cheeks were clearly defined and stood
out. They looked full, firm and solid. The line between
them was visible through her panties.
"Oh my God, what an ass," she heard a male voice
"NOOO Shit," said another.
She tried not to listen.
"Okay, Kate, now lean forward on the hood."
She couldn't believe this was happening.
Still clutching her breasts, she leaned forward, then put
her hand down onto the hood. She lay her body down on the
metal leaning her weight on her forearms underneath her. She
was glad it wasn't too hot. She could smell the dust
and dirt on the metal.
"You know," she heard Mike say. "Katie's
panties are going to come down now, and...well...I'm just
wondering is this is not going to be too intense for these
"NOOO Way man," called out an urgent young voice.
"Come ON, Dude, it's TOTALLY cool," said another.
"I don't know..."
"Sure, let ‘em watch," said a man.
"Yeah, hell they're old enough," said another.
"Yeah," chimed in still another, "and they'll
never get a chance to see anything this nice again."
"Well.......Okay," said Mike.
Humiliated, Kate, still lying on her forearms, buried her
face in her hands.
She just cried.
"Kate," it was Mike's voice, only now he had come
around to the other side of the car and was in front of her
rather than behind.
She lifted her face up out of the cradle of her hands and
looked at him.
She saw his standing there with Jack, who had the video
camera in his hand.
Mike got down on a knee so that his face was level with
hers. Jack did likewise.
"Now, Kate," said Mike, "it's real important
that you keep your head up now."
She saw Jack smile at her as she realized why. He was going
to shoot her face as she got her spanking.
"Now," continued Mike before she could say anything.
"Pull your arms out and put them behind your back."
She looked pleadingly at him.
"Come on, come on.."
She leaned her body to one side and then the other and pulled
her arms out from underneath her. Her big breasts squashed
against the hood of the car.
She crossed her arms over the small of her back.
Jack pointed the camera at her.
"As they say," said Mike, "Keep your chin
He chuckled, and got up.
She stared at the lens for a moment, mesmerized.
She heard Mike open the truck of the car and fish around.
Then she felt the car move as he slammed it shut. He walked
around Jack and stopped in front of her, just to her right.
"Look up at me, Kate," he said.
She lifted her eyes and saw that he too now had a video
She looked for a moment and then shut her eyes.
She could hear him slowly walking to her right, shooting
video down the length of her body.
"Okay, Kate," she heard him say, now finally back
around behind her.
"Now let's ease those pretty panties down."
She choked on a sob. Her body felt tingles of shame.
She thought about what he'd said again, about letting other
people spank her, and fought the urge to resist.
She uncrossed her arms and slowly moved them down to her
She slid her thumbs under the waistband, and slowly started
to pull down.
The top of the cleft between her cheeks came into view.
Because of the firmness of her bottom, it was shaped like
The material slowly came down, exposing the moons of her
Like her breasts, the skin was slightly lighter in color,
though there were now discernable tan lines.
She stopped just at the very top of her thighs.
Someone let out a whistle, and there was laughter- not because
it was funny, but to release the tension.
She choked back a sob. She was lying on a car with her bottom
"Hey, Kid," Mike said, "do you know how to
work a video camera?"
"Yeah SURE." he said enthusiastically.
"Okay, you take over here."
Kate just lie there with her eyes closed in horror. She
tried not to think about Jack and the video camera just a
couple feet away.
She felt Mike lean against the car. He back was to her,
and he faced the audience.
"Now put your arms back across your back," he
said over his shoulder.
She pulled them back up and crossed them across her back.
"Don't move ‘em, or I may have to tie ‘em."
She lay perfectly still.
"Now, we need to adjust these..."
She flinched at his touch, but didn't move.
He reached over to both sides and took her panties in his
He eased them down further, down to the middle of her thighs.
"WHAT A FUCKING ASS," a male voice shouted.
"I'm going to have to jack off right here," said
There was laughter.
She felt Mike's hand on her right cheek.
He just rubbed it, like he was shining an apple. His fingers
played with the resilient flesh.
He moved to the other cheek and did the same.
The first one made her cry out. It really stung.
Again, she cried out.
SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. A succession that made
her body twist around.
Mile reached over and pulled her right hip in, pulled her
pelvis into contact with his own, He held her tightly.
Again he began to rub her cheeks, rubbing some of the sting
"Relax," he said.
She realized her bottom was clenched.
He gave a light slap.
SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP, he continued, spanking her
all around her bottom and the tops of her thighs.
Kate just cried openly at the pain. Tears streamed down
Again he began to rub her cheeks, rubbing away some of the
SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP, again, he continued, spanking
her defenseless. naked bottom.
When he finally stopped, her bottom was on fire. It felt
like it was glowing.
He rubbed it for a while, and then he pulled her panties
"Okay," he said finally, "you can pull your
jeans up and get in the car."
There was a loud round of applause.
Quickly, and despite the pain, she pushed her self up off
of the hood of the car and reached down and pulled her jeans
up. She did up the button and then came around to the back
passenger side door and opened it. She qui ckly slid in along
the seat, wincing from the pain. She pulled herself into a
She watched as the guys stood chatting, and noticed money
changing hands. She wanted to be sick.
Mike opened the driver's side door and leaned in.
"That was great, Kate.," he said with a smile.
"How...how...could you?" she asked.
"AWW, it's no big thing," he said, "a little
She just glared at him.
"Here," he said tossing her T-shirt to her. "You
can put this back on."
She grabbed it and quickly pulled it on over her head. She
felt relief at being covered again.
Mike walked back to the group. Every once in a while they
would all look back at her, and her stomach would lurch. She
saw all of the guys give Mike what looked like business cards.
After a few moments they all broke up and went to their
cars. Mike went over and picked her bra up off of the ground
and slung it over his shoulder, and then he, Jack, Tom, and
Ken all walked back to the car and got in.
They watched the kids get back on their boards and skate
"I think those kids are going to be scared for life,"
said Jack laughing.
They all laughed.
They all turned to face her.
"Okay, now," said Mike, "are we all clear
on the ground rules for our weekend together, Kate?"
She was totally humiliated. She knew she had no choice other
than to listen to Mike.
"Good," he said.
"Now, let's be sure. Let's be sure that you're going
to be nice and cooperative."
She closed her eyes. She felt her bottom burning against
"Now lift up that T-shirt and show us your pretty titties."
Slowly she grasped the bottom of her shirt and lifted it
up, up over her lean stomach until her big nude tits sprang
"Higher, all the way up."
She pulled it all the way up to her shoulders leaving the
beautiful mounds totally exposed.
"Stick ‘em out."
She pushed her chest forward.
"Great. Now wobble ‘em around a little bit."
"Come on, wiggle your shoulders back and forth and
make ‘em dance a little."
She started to sway her shoulders, making her huge jutting
breasts jiggle tantalizingly.
They all watched the obscene show.
"Okay, Ken," said Mike. "Start ‘er
up. I'll tell you where we're going next."
They let Kate pull her T-shirt back down for the ride, but
made her put the soggy blindfold back on. She had never before
been out without a bra on, and she felt cheap. She could feel
her big breasts jiggling under her T-shirt. That it was a
white one made it even worse, as she could just imagine how
clear her nipples must show through.
Mike still had her bra draped over his shoulder and that
made her feel even worse, like it was a saddle, like she was
property. She'd thought he might give it back to her after
making her do that rude display, making he r jiggle her breasts
for them, but he hadn't. He just told her she could pull her
Her bottom stung from the spanking, but it wasn't too bad.
It was just hot.
Even though it was Mike who was making her do all of these
horrible things, she realized that she was actually more frightened
of the other three guys, especially Jack and Ken. Ken hardly
said a word. He just stared at h er with those dark eyes,
making her flesh crawl. He even looked to her like the kind
of guy who used drugs. They both really gave her the willies.
She didn't know how she could possibly face them again in
school after being so humiliated. Her face flushed at the
thought. After having to bare her breasts, and even being
forced to pull down her pants and her panties for a spanking.
She realized that the best way out of this was just to do
as Mike said and pray for it to be over. The thought of those
pictures going around school was unthinkable. What would her
parents say? Even worse, what would her father say?
As they drove along, the guys again talked amongst themselves,
though every once in a while, one of them would bring up the
scene in the parking lot, and she would be reminded all over
again. Her bottom, and her face, wo uld burn.
"Anyone getting hungry?" asked Mike.
"Yeah, I wouldn't mind a burger," said Jack.
The other two guys agreed.
"Say Ken, pull into that Happy Diner" said Mike.
She felt the car slow down and pull in. It came to a stop.
"Okay, Kate off with the blindfold."
She pulled it off and blinked a few times to get adjusted
to the light. She saw that they were in the parking lot of
a typical looking American greasy spoon diner.
"Say, Kate," said Mike, "since you didn't
like traveling in your bra, I think you brought a swimsuit,
Oh God. She realized what swimsuit it was.
"Y..yeah," she said reluctantly.
"It's such a nice day out, why don't we have you change
She didn't respond.
"Lets go," said Mike.
They all climbed out of the car, and Mike pulled Kate around
to the rear. He opened the trunk and pulled out her bag. She
watched him as he went through it, finding one then the other
piece of the suit.
He whistled when he saw it.
"Whew, that's a nice one, Kate."
She blushed bright red.
"It's not really mine..."
Mike smiled at her. He reached over and held the top up
over her chest where it would fit when on.
"Well, it'll look just great on." He smiled at
her. She looked away from him.
He looked at her face, and then went back to the bag. He
pulled out the little make-up bag that Caroline had left.
"We need to spruce you up a little bit."
He pulled the trunk shut and walked her into the restaurant.
The Happy Diner looked like a converted truck stop. There
were two rows of booths to the right and a long counter to
the left. It was pretty slow. There were a few trucker type
guys sitting at the counter and a family in one of the
booths. The men went quiet when they saw Kate, and their eyes
followed her across the room. She wondered if they could see
her nipples through the T-shirt.
Mike lead them to the rear of the diner, and they all piled
into the booth at the back.
Kate was not very hungry, and every time she made eye contact
with one of the guys he would smile at her, making her feel
sick. She stared at the formica tabletop.
Mike ordered cheeseburgers and milkshakes for everyone.
"Well," Mike said after the waitress had taken
their orders."Let's see what we can do to spruce Kate
up." He slid out and stood up. Still holding her suit
and the bag, he offered Kate his free hand.
She took it and slid out.
A couple of the men at the counter watched the two of them
as they got out together.
The two of them went down a short hallway, and when they
got to the restrooms, Mike walked up to the door that said
"Men's." Someone had taken a blue magic marker and
drawn an erect penis on the "man" symbol on the
door. Mike looked at it and smiled.
"Think this guy has seen you?"
Kate looked at the floor.
Mike opened the door and looked inside.
"Before you go change, let's get you looking good,"
he smiled. He motioned to Kate to go inside- into the Men's
She stopped and stared through the open doorway.
"Please...don't make me go in there..." she said.
"Come on Kate, don't make a scene, or I guarentee it's
gonna get real crowded."
She realized he was right, and reluctantly walked in.
To the right along the wall was a counter with two sinks
in it with a long mirror mounted above it. To the immediate
left there were four unrinals. At the back were two stalls
with the doors taken off. The pungent smell of disinfectant
assaulted her nose.
Mike lead her towards the corner where the counter with
the sinks met the far wall. He stationed her in front of the
mirror and opened up the little bag.
She looked at herself in the mirror and saw that her eyes
were red and puffy. She could clearly see the outlines of
her nipples through the T-shirt. The sight of herself made
her almost start crying.
Mike walked into one of the stalls and ran some toilet paper
off of the roll. He pulled it into two wads and ran one under
the cold tap.
"Come here," he said.
She turned to face him.
"Close your eyes."
He gently pressed the cold wad of tissue over her eyes.
She gasped a little as the coldness of it.
Her full lips parted slightly.
She felt suddenly uncomfortable with his nearness
She felt aware of her breasts covered by just the thin T-shirt.
She wondered if he was staring at them.
At any minute someone could come walking in.
She tried not to think about it.
Mike dabbed both of her eyes, and then just held the cold
wad of tissue in place for a few seconds over each eye. He
then wiped away the moisture with the dry half.
She felt his hand move her chin.
"Now, keep your eyes closed," he said.
She heard him fumble around in the make-up bag.
He pulled out a liquid eyeliner.
"Now keep still," he said.
He pointed the tip of the brush into the corner of her left
eye and painted a thin dark line across the edge of her upper
eyelid, just along the line of the lashes. He then did the
same for the other eye.
He waited a moment, letting it dry.
"Here, put some of this on," he said, handing
her a lipstick.
She took it and noticed it was one of Carolines. It was
a deep yet bright red.
She was stunned at the effect the eyeliner had. It made
her look even more like an Italian movie star- or more like
a Playboy model.
Quickly, nervous that someone would come in, she rolled
out the stick and began to put on the lipstick on her full
lips, struggling to do it as unsuggestively as possible.
"Great," said Mike, staring at the result. Her
full sensuous mouth seemed even bigger bright red.
He took the lipstick
"Here's the finishing touch," he said and handed
her the mascara.
"Look," he said, "it's the waterproof kind,
just like the eyeliner."
She almost stopped to ask him why. Why he was being so cruel
to her. She'd never done anything to him.
She decided against it. She wanted to get out of the stinking
She took a deep breath and applied the mascara.
"Now turn around, let's see."
Anxious to get out, she did.
Behind Mike, she could see the urinals against the wall,
reminding her where she was. She wanted to run. She stood
there holding her hands together in front of her chest.
Mike held up her little bikini. The straps dangled down.
"Why don't you change into this?"
Relieved to finally be getting out, she walked towards him
and began to reach for it. He pulled it away as she got close.
"Why don't you change right here."
Her heart sank.
She felt her resolve weakening.
"Pl...please let me out of here..."
"I'll tell you what," said Mike, "for now,
we'll just put on the top."
"Pleeeeeease....what if someone comes in?"
"Come on, Kate, or our food's gonna get cold."
"Now you give me the T-shirt," Mike continued,
ignoring her plea, "and I'll give you the bikini top."
She realized there was no way out.
Her eyes nervously looked to the door.
"The sooner you change..."
She looked at him again.
He smiled at her.
She reached down and gripped the bottom of the T-shirt,
and slowly pulled it up, up over her trim stomach.
Her big nude tits popped free. They rose up on her chest
as she pulled the shirt over her head.
She pulled it off and held it in front of her with one hand,
and held out the other.
"Toss it over," said Mike.
She stood for a moment, and then lobbed the shirt to Mike.
She crossed her arm over her chest.
Just then, the door suddenly opened, and in walked one of
the truckers. He was in his fifties, and had a large pot belly
that stretched the buttons on the lower part of the front
of his dirty shirt.
"Whoaa, wad we have here...." he said, surprised.
Kate leaned back against the wall, covering herself as best
she could. Ample amounts of breast bulged through her slender
"Kate here wanted to change," Mike told him casually,
"but we couldn't seem to get into the Ladies room."
The trucker stood mesmerized by the sight in front of him.
He took a deep drag from the cigarette hanging from his
mouth. His eyes squinted slightly.
Kate felt her blood race.
"I hope you don't mind," said Mike with a smile.
"Hell, Nooooooo, son." he replied. He looked back
at Kate cowering in the corner. "Your damn lucky."
He smiled, showing several gaps in his teeth. "And I
guess, so am I." He laughed.
They both laughed and just stared at her like they were
waiting for something to happen.
"Please...please can I have the top..." asked
Kate, trying to sound calm.
Mike didn't move.
Neither did the man.
"Boy," said the trucker, "she sure looks
Mike looked at him and nodded.
"She is.," he replied.
They both looked at her again.
"Show our friend how stacked you are Kate," said
"Please...." she felt panicky.
"Kate," continued Mike, "what happens when
you don't follow instructions?"
She didn't respond.
"What happened earlier today when you didn't follow
She couldn't speak. She realized what he wanted her to say-
to say in front of this gross man. He wanted her to admit
that she'd been spanked, spanked like a child.
"Kate? What happeded?"
She stood there, mortified.
"A...a...ssspanking..." she finally uttered, almost
choking on the word.
"That's right," Mike said. "Now do you want
another one, right here?"
"I didn't think so."
The trucker figured that some game was going on here, but
wasn't exactly sure what to do.
He just stared.
Kate began to panic.
"Now show our friend here how stacked you are."
Her eyes darted back and forth.
She was trapped, and she knew it.
Slowly, her hands began to drop, and her ample breasts came
"JEEEEESUS..." exclaimed the trucker.
She had to bit her lip to keep from pulling her arms back
"Step forward, Kate," said Mike.
She took a step away from the wall.
"Now put your arms behind your back."
She looked worriedly at Mike, and then at the trucker.
Slowly her arms moved around her back, to the back of her
jeans. Her wrists crossed over each other above the back belt
She felt horribly vulnerable, the whole front of her body
"Now, jump up and down for us," said Mike.
How could he ask such a terrible thing.
"Please don't ask me..."
"Come on," Mike clapped his hands together.
Kate made a little jump, making her breasts bounce.
"Come ON," Mike clapped his hands together again.
She started to make little jumps.
She began to jump up and down, making her huge nude tits
bounce and flop around, up and down.
Mike walked up closer and watched.
The trucker did likewise and soon looked on the verge of
passing out. He reached down and rearranged the crotch of
his trousers to accomodate his raging hard-on.
"Nice, aren't they?" said Mike.
The trucker could not speak. He just stood rooted to the
spot. His face was bright
"Okay, you can stop," said Mike finally.
She put her hands up to her face, covering her breasts with
her arms. She fought back the urge to cry. She had never been
so humiliated in her life. She had never even imagined such
humiliation was possible.
Mike handed her the little bikini top.
"Here put this on," he said.
Quickly, she turned her back on them and began to put the
bikini top on.
She tied the back, and began to reach around the back of
"Here, let me help you," said Mike.
He reached for her shoulders and turned her so that once
again she faced herself in the mirror, with him standing behind
her. He gripped the two strings attached to the narrow strips
that went over her nipples and fasten ed behind her neck.
He began to pull them taught, so that they fit snuggly over
He pulled tighter, causing her boobs to bulge out below
and at either side of each side of the top. It made it look
several sizes too small.
It looked obscene.
"There we go," he said.
She couldn't look.
"Now, let's go have lunch," he said.
He took her hand, and led her out.
The trucker went into one of the stalls.
Kate felt as if everyone in the entire diner stopped and
stared the moment she walked out. It was like time suspended.
The five or six men seated that the counter literally stopped
and stared. Their jaws stopped chewing.
She could just imagine what they were thinking.
She could feel the tightness of her top, pulling around
her neck, mashing her boobs. She'd seen it in the mirror.
It made her breasts look big and fat, bulging out of all sides.
It was gross.
This coupled with her bright red mouth, made her look like
cheap. She stared at the floor as Mike led her by the hand
back to the table. He motioned her inside, and she silently
slid in down the bench seat.
"Wow, what a difference," said Jack.
She stared at the burger sitting in front of her.
She could feel the eyes on her bulging breasts. She struggled
not to cover them with her hands.
Why was this happening to her?
"Come on, eat up, Kate," said Mike.
"I..I'm not very hungry," she replied.
She looked at Ken and Jack. They were busy eating, chewing,
like animals. But they still just stared at her as though
it were her that they were eating. She quickly looked back
"You have to eat your burger, Kate," said Mike.
He smiled, "or you will have to be punished."
She heard the guys giggling.
Kate suddenly felt the tears well up, and she began to cry.
This was the most horrible situation she could imagine. Here
she was, sitting in a crappy roadside diner practically naked,
her breasts almost totally visible t o anyone who wanted to
look. She was on display, like an animal in the zoo.
A sob escaped her brightly painted mouth as she remembered
having to jump up and down in front of that disgusting man
in the Men's room.
She was so degraded.
"Knock it off, Kate," said Mike, obviously growing
weary of her tears. He handed her a napkin, "or I'll
give you something to cry about."
And being treated like a five-year old made it even worse.
She stopped crying and dabbed at her eyes with the napkin.
"Sure is a good thing we got waterproof make-up."
The guys laughed.
She looked down at the burger and picked it up.
She started eating.
"Atta girl," said Mike.
Their waitress came back to the table. She looked at Kate
with thinly veiled disgust.
"You sure you're warm enough there Miss?" she
"She's just fine, thank you." said Mike.
"Well, will there be anything else?" she asked.
"I'm off now."
"Some more ice water, please." asked Mike.
"Sure thing," she said.
She returned back with a pitcher and started filling up
"Can you just leave it?" asked Mike.
"Sure," she replied.
"You can pay Auggie," she said, realizing they
weren't in a rush to settle the bill.
"Sure thing," said Mike.
The disgruntled waitress sauntered off, clearly not happy.
She pulled a coat from the coat rack near the door and left.
After a few minutes, Kate saw the trucker walk past their
table and go back to his seat at the counter. She could feel
him stare. She thought about what he'd seen. She felt sick
She noticed him lean over and start talking to the other
men. One by one, she could see out of the corner of her eye,
the men take turns looking over at her. She tried to concentrate
on her food.
The guys at her table went on talking again, and she hardly
heard a word they said. She just tried to eat.
After a moment, she saw the trucker from the Men's room
get up and approach them.
Her stomach tightened.
"Say," he said to Mike. He motioned back to the
other men at the counter.
"I wuz just telling the guys about, about...and...well,,
they don't believe me."
Mike looked up at him impassively, drawing on the straw
in the milkshake. He turned and looked at Kate.
Kate could feel the butterflies in her stomach.
"Well," Mike replied, smiling back at him. "I
wouldn't believe you either."
They all laughed.
The trucker smiled back, showing his rotten teeth.
"I tell you what," he continued, "Bernice
and the family that was here hit the road, and it just us
friends. Now my buddies here've each got fifteen bucks for
a look like I got."
Mike looked at him for a moment, and then turned to look
She felt the adrenalin.
They were talking about HER! Mike and this man were talking
about her like she wasn't even there.
"That's almost a hundred bucks towards our trip,"
She didn't respond.
"Please...don't..." she finally whispered. She
stared at the table top. She couldn't look up.
"You wouldn't mind helping for the good of our trip
would you Kate?" Mike asked.
There was a moment of silence.
They all looked at her. She felt as if the world was swirling
around her. She stared at the table top.
"Kate here is kinda shy," said Mike, "but
I know she wouldn't want to disappoint us." He looked
over at her.
She didn't move.
" I think," he continued, "that what she
means here is that she would rather have ME pull her titties
The guys all laughed.
"NOOOOO...that's, not..." her words were drowned
The trucker motioned to his friends, who quickly gathered
around the booth. They moved faster than if someone had dropped
"Jim," the trucker said to one of them, "go
and get Auggie, will ya'."
"Oh, my God..." Kate looked at Mike, her eyes
welling up with tears. "Please, no..." It was all
she could say.
"We gotta help you with this shyness," he replied
with a smile. "It's no big thing."
Kate could hardly breathe she was suddenly so nervous. The
men were all gross, all looked like slobs to her. They stared
at her, almost literally drooling. The only thing she noticed
about one of them was a huge Adam's a pple that stuck out
from his neck. Hair grew around it, like he's given up trying
to shave around it.
They were all so gross.
The one called Jim came back, followed by a huge, fat, greasy
looking man in his late fifties. He had on a filthy T-shirt
with a "V" neck that showed wads of back and grey
hair on his chest. He had an even dirtier apron wrapped around
his girth. He took one look at Kate and licked his lips.
"Jez a minute," he said, quickly moving down the
length of the counter, like he had a winning lottery ticket,
"lemme lock the front door."
Mike got out from the booth.
"Step back guys," he said, waving his hands, "let's
give her some room."
Tom, Jack and Ken all slid out of the booth and with the
men formed a loose semi-circle.
Mike reached his hand out for Kate.
She sat there, visibly paralyzed.
"Auggie," said Mike to the greasy cook as he approached
them, "do you have a plastic spatchula?"
"Uh, yeah..." the owner replied, perplexed.
"Would you mind getting it for me?" asked Mike.
He turned to face Kate sitting in the booth. "You see
sometimes Kate here needs a little discipline..."
"HHOOOOOOOOOO," a chorus of the guys. Auggie hurriedly
ran back to the kitchen.
Kate looked up suddenly as though she'd been slapped. Oh,
please, not again, she thought. She began to feel lightheaded.
Mile reached his hand out to her again.
She didn't have to hear it twice.
She reached out for his hand. He pulled her out of the booth.
As she stood up, Kate looked even more statuesque, and her
big, jutting breasts appeared to be straining even harder
against the bikini top.
There was a murmur of appreciation.
Standing up made her even dizzier.
Auggie returned with a blue plastic spatula. There were
two rows of large holes cut into the flat blade part. The
front edge and one of the sides was blackened and warped from
Kate stared at it.
Mike took it and set it down. He sat himself up on the edge
of the table they'd been sitting at, facing the counter, and
the men. He reached out and took Kate's arm and pulled her
to him. He turned her around so that her back was in
front of him, and so that she too was facing the guys with
her bottom pressed against the edge of the table between his
legs. His thighs straddled her hips.
Mike reached behind him and took the ketchup bottle from
the table, and reached around the front of her body. He placed
the bottom of it against the front of her jeans. It stuck
out like an erect penis.
"WHOOOOOAAAAA" cried out several of the men. They
"Now, here Kate," said Mike, "I want you
to hold this here, just like this with your left hand."
Kate looked down at the rude image. She couldn't look up,
she couldn't face the men she could feel staring at her. The
front door was locked, and she really was trapped. Once again,
she thought that the best way out of t his was to do what
Slowly, she wrapped her left hand around the bottom of the
"And with THIS hand," said Mike. He guided her
right hand around the top of the bottle and forced it to close
around the top just under the cap. He began stroking her hand
up and down its length.
She tried to pull her hand away, but Mike held it tight,
keeping the motion going.
"YEAAAAH" cried the men. They made whooping sounds.
"Now you've got to keep this going, nice and steady,"
he told the humiliated girl, "no matter what happens...or
there'll be punishment."
She felt Mike's thighs pull tight on her hips, making her
feel even more trapped. This was so degrading, even worse
than being in the Men's room.
She looked down at the ketchup bottle sticking out from
her crotch. Tears welled up and spilled out down her face.
Mike continued to work her right hand up and down the bottle
until he had established a good rhythm
"Now, you gotta keep this going, just like this,"
he said, as he let go and pulled his hands away.
Kate closed her eyes as she felt him rest his chin on her
right shoulder. She could feel his breath on her chest.
"Keep it going nice and steady," he said.
She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on the motion,
tried to block out everything else.
She felt Mike's hands on her shoulders. They slowly slid
down her upper arms. He gently began rubbing them up and down,
getting into the same rhythm.
He worked them up and down.
His hands slid farther down and went to her elbows, and
he began pushing them in, pushing her breasts together. They
began to bulge out in the middle of her chest.
She heard the men make cat-calls.