`` Hi male child, hope you 're having as much fun as we are here ! '' Karen grinned into the television camera. She was n't alone, and appeared to be the soberest of all the members of Debbi 's hen party. The others were giggling and dancing around Karen and their cameraman. All eight ma'am were dressed as saucy schoolgirls.

Rob was very surprise to see his fiancee obviously intoxicated, dancing along with the others. He knew she was going to possess a few drinks, with it being her hen weekend, but she did n't normally drink at all, and had promised to go loose. Although their existent marriage was still two weeks away.

The time was just after 1am in Coventry, and 2am in capital of The Netherlands, where Debbi 's hen party had just returned from an evening 's clubbing. Karen 's video call interrupted the TV biz the stag were playing on their paying back from St. John 's local anesthetic pub. John the Evangelist was Rob 's best man, and his lady friend, Emily, was one of the miss dancing and waving into the tv camera too. He was the only one of the hart who knew about the television birdcall ; Karenic had pre-arranged with him beforehand to install the video conferencing package, with recording adroitness, onto his laptop, which was connected to his 52 '' TV ( can was a tekki, like Rob ). `` You 'll want to immortalise the session with what I have planned ! '' was all the details John Lackland could get out of her.

Karen was a girl who Debbi had known since shoal, and to say that she was disappointed at not being picked to be Debbi 's boss bridesmaid is an understatement. Instead, Debbi had chosen Kate ; a work workfellow with whom she 'd became very close ( Kate work in the merchandising section ). But Karenic had pretty well taken over the preparation of the hen weekend, right down to them all dressing as St Trinian 's schoolgirls. She also had plans to punish her old friend for overlooking her.

In keeping with the base, all of the hens wore gymslips or sexy schoolgirl uniforms. Karen 's outfit was by far the most revealing, with a very short skirt and a blouse with respective push button outdoors. Debbi wore her shoulder length hair in two pigtails, but, being much more demure, her knee-length chick was fairly conservative in comparison. She also wore a sash which read `` Bride-to-be ''.

Rob had wanted to prevent his stag weekend a much more low-key social function ( boring Emily had argued ) ; just a few drinks in some local pubs, then picture games ( with beer and snacks ), around John the Divine 's house. Apart from lavatory, Rob 's party comprised two university friends : Carl and St. James, his younger pal Lucas, and three work colleagues : Stewart, Hassan, and Andy. At 38, Andy was the previous of the men ; a salesman at the same company, he got on well with Rob, but had been involved in various heated work-related discussions with Debbi since she 'd started, but thought she was hot nonetheless. At 19, Hassan was the youthful. He did n't drink, so he was the simply one in either party who was completely sober. He was also providing a aerodynamic lift abode for his work colleagues, plus Lucas ; the others were crashing at John's.

Debbi ( 26 ) and Rob ( 28 ) had been dating for four years, and worked at the same place ; in fact he 'd been instrumental in getting her a job there. He 'd worked in IT support for a turn of years, and she was an IT managing director. She had under her five men ( including software package developers Stewart and Hassan ), and two womanhood ( Rachel and Eve, neither of whom had been invited on Debbi 's hen weekend of line ). She was a firm-but-fair kind of managing director, she liked to call up. Apart from Kate ( and Rob of course ), she did n't socialise with anyone from employment. She had a reputation as a no-nonsense ballbuster among her Male colleagues, while at the same meter being admired ( even ogled ) for her good tone. The Saame good looks ( a trim 5'6 '' brunet with perky dummy, and a mingy little ass ), was what made near of the women she worked with envious and threatened.

'' get-go, let me introduce our cameraman, St. David, '' Karen continued, speaking directly into the tv camera. The camera was actually Helen 's mobile phone, being operated by a 30 year-old Frenchwoman called David, whom she 'd conscripted as their camera operator from an adjoining residence hall. Karen did n't desire to use her own headphone, because she wanted to contribution pic on the WhatsApp group entitled `` Hens+Stags '' she 'd created, that all members of both political party belonged to. Chat and pic had been exchanged all weekend, starting in the airdrome, but Karen aimed to spice the position up, at Debbi 's expense.

The stag watched as the cameraman turned the phone around and waved at them. He was using the front-facing camera, due to the use of the group discussion application. The picture was in landscape modal value, and filled the integral wide-screen TV. `` how-do-you-do ! '' David smiled, before turning it back to look Karen, who proceeded to give them a legal brief guided tour of their dorm. The hens had hired out an intact student residence room to themselves ( with four bunk beds ).

'' Now Rob, '' Karenic spoke in a strict schooltime mistress voice directly into the camera. `` Have you had a stripper ? '''she asked, knowing the solvent already.

'' Er, no, '' Rob replied.

'' JOHN ! I 'm surprised at you, '' she admonished. `` Debbi, have you heard this ? Rob 's not had a stripper on his stag do ! '' St. David panned the photographic camera towards Debbi, who was sitting on the edge of one of the lower bunks with Kate, both giggling.

'' fountainhead, in force ! '' Debbi replied, slightly slurring her row. `` I 'm gladiola. ``

'' Why do n't you give him a show right now, instead ? ``

'' Me ? '' Debbi giggled.

'' help her up, girls, '' Karenic commanded. Soon Debbi was on her understructure, being supported on either side of meat by Jenny and Helen, who were the only hens with whom Karen has shared her program ; both thought it sounded like a blast ( maybe they would n't had they been sober ). Su-Lee, Emily, and Yvonne watched with divert interest close by.

'' wellspring go on then, '' Karenic ordered. `` Rob 's waiting for his strip show ! '' The other hens egged her on too.

'' OK, '' Debbi giggled, kicked off her shoe, and pulled her skirt up on her right leg, revealing her Andrew D. White hold-up stocking. She did n't give a thought to the former male person who were watching too ( including two of her subordinates, as well as Andy, whom she thought a crawl, and her future brother-in-law ).

As the other girlfriend hummed the obligatory stripper strain, she pushed the stocking all the way down, and pulled it off. She almost fell over while standing on one leg, and would ingest done if jenny and Helen had n't been there to unfaltering her.

Rob was surprised, as his Lester Willis Young hereafter wife was normally very demure, and he 'd never seen her so uninhibited. The reason for this was because Karenic had been spiking her and Kate 's drinks with vodka all evening.

'' recede the sash too, '' Karenic commanded. Debbi obeyed, tossing it over her shoulder.

Debbi then repeated the teaser with her left stocking, but while twirling the garment in towards the camera, jenny and Helen each grabbed handgrip of the hem of her doll and lifted it up to reveal a glimpse of her lacy, Elwyn Brooks White legal brief pants to the cameraman ( and hence the stags too ). Debbi squealed and immediately pushed her skirt back down to cover her modesty. The hart ( apart from Rob ) cheered their favourable reception, and shouted for more.

'' That 's something to press pause on later, '' John laughed.

'' What, you 're recording this ? '' Rob asked, shocked that this all appeared to be preplanned.

'' Of path ! '' his ripe man responded with a grin. Rob gulped, hoping that was the end of Debbi 's strip show, but knowing Karenic, he suspected it wasn't.

'' You ca n't tease Rob like that, Debbi, '' Karen chided her. `` Girls - assistant her put on more of a show ! ``

The pair needed no more encouragement, and before Debbi knew what was happening, Jenny had grabbed handle of her wrists, while Helen began to expertly unbutton and unzip her skirt. Dimly realising what they were doing, Debbi shrieked and tried to pause liberal of Jenny 's grip. But within seconds her skirt was around her ankle joint. Debbi immediately crouched down and tried to pull it back up, but Helen prevented this by standing on it, so instead, she tried to displume down her blouse to cover her knee pants ( which it barely did, and Debbi easily supplanted Karen as the girl wearing the most revealing outfit ).

Karenic took a elasticity of Debbi minus her dame, and posted it to their WhatsApp group. Andy already had his earpiece at the ready, disposed for such a photo ; as soon as it appeared he downloaded it, lest the master was deleted. He 'd done the same for various walkover of the hens ( including Debbi ) in their schoolgirl outfits earlier in the even, but this was by far the red-hot. At employment, Andy had often tried to peer up the short skirts that Debbi sometimes wore, but this was better than any upskirt view - no skirt !

'' Stop it ! They 'll all see ! '' Debbi scolded, gesturing towards the tv camera pointing at her. `` Guys from oeuvre are there, '' she hoarsely whispered.

Rob 's friend were indeed admiring the perspective ; he could n't believe they 'd de-skirted his bride-to-be. Dugald Stewart and Hassan exchanged diverted looks at their descent coach 's state of undress.

But despite Debbi 's plea, her escorts continued their Assault on her modestness, both attempting to unbutton the front man of her Edward Douglas White Jr. blouse. `` Nooo ! ! '' she screamed, while bending forwards. With her articulatio radiocarpea relieve again, she managed to ward off the initial onslaught, but her assailants instead grabbed the hem of her blouse and hauled it right up her back until it was inside-out, over her psyche, with her arms forced into the diving position. From within her reverse blouse, Debbi realised her knickers were now on full show, but that thought quickly went out of her head when she felt someone fumbling with her bra clasp.

'' John, I hope you 've got you eyes closed, '' Emily joked to her swain, as she put her face in front of the television camera. `` And the residue of you - this is for Rob 's eyes only ! ``

'' Oh for sure, yes, we 're not peek, are we guys ? '' Gospel According to John laughed back. Rob 's friends concurred, but were of course relishing the setting of a radical of 'schoolgirls'stripping one of their own, and teased Rob remorselessly. He tried to stay in good humour, despite the jealousy he felt in the pit of his stomach.

Debbi 's 'striptease'had so far taken less than a minute, and Kate was still sitting on the buttocks bunk bed, looking on with a smorgasbord of amusement and blow, dimmed by the vauntingly measure of vodka she 'd drank. She stood up quickly, with the aim of assisting her considerably booster in preserving some lordliness, but no sooner had she regained her feet, she nearly fell over ; the room swam around her, and she knew she was going to throw up. She headed for the room access, and the communal bathroom beyond, passing two men standing in the door ; attracted by the commotion, and enjoying the show.

From where he was standing in the heart of the room, David ( and therefore his audience ) had a side-on view of Debbi as she twisted and turned to thwart her Quaker'endeavour to undress her, with her head hidden within her blouse, and both slice of her matching lacy, white underclothes revealed.

David panned the television camera towards the doorway, tracking Kate 's speedy difference, and captured the two Dutch male person guests in their latterly teens, standing in the doorway. Each had their Mobile phone at the quick. Rob realised that they must have a big view of his fiancee 's knicker-clad rear.

The yoke waved at the camera, but immediately directed their phones towards Debbi as she emitted a crucify cry. St. David swung the photographic camera back towards her to that see the biddy had pulled her knickers down at the cover, to discover her entire bottom ! The stags drank in the side-on scene of Debbi 's bare left buttock, but Rob knew that the two newbie were being treated to a full moon moon view of his fiancee, as was demonstrated by the ensuing wolf-whistles.

Karen stepped between Debbi and her new admirers to engage another WhatsApp elasticity. Andy again squirreled away the humiliating photo of his work co-worker as it arrived, for closer examination ( and sharing with his gross sales friends ) later - as it happened, he did n't need to vex about the photos disappearing, as Karen had no intention of deleting them. Lucas too had WhatsApp surface. `` Oh wow ! '' he uttered, and flashed his older brother the full-screen figure of his Debbi 's bare backside. Although her entire ass cracking was on show, Rob was relieved that as least her confidant parts were still covered. His Friend jeered and slapped him on the back as George Lucas flashed each of them the pic of his future sister-in-law 's exposed rear.

'' Come on now Karen, '' Rob pleaded, looking into the laptop 's camera. `` That 's enough now, you 've had your fun ! ``

'' Oh do n't be such a prude Rob, '' Karenic laughed.

Meanwhile, on the TV screen, his fiancee was loosely surrounded by her hen, who found her predicament hilarious, as they watched Debbi flounder around with her bare arse hanging out. Desperate to hatch her modestness, she pulled her blouse off completely and tossed it to the base ( despite this leaving her in only her bra and knee pants ), then pulled her underwear back up. Realising that her bra was promiscuous, and about to return off, she stood coyly holding it against herself with her lead arm, while trying to obscure the front of her legal brief with her right hand.

'' I ca n't believe you just did that ! '' Debbi scolded her booster, trying to express joy off her exposure, but hugely embarrassed at her quandary. Presuming her ordeal was over, she tried to crowd between Jenny and Helen in order to grab a mainsheet to use to cover herself, but the fille stood firm, with puckish smiling on their faces.

What Karen said next made Debbi 's stomach stumble : `` What do you reckon girls, the full phase of the moon Monty ? ``

Everyone, including Debbi knew what that meant. She was a lot Thomas More sober by now. `` Do n't you fucking dare ! '' she ordered, but with picayune conviction in her voice, and tried to make a interruption for the exit - to where she had n't thought, perhaps the commode. But the barely dressed bride-to-be was easily overpowered.

Held firmly, Debbi was surrounded by the other hens ( negative Kate ), as well as four men eager to see more - the pair of men from the doorway had decided to adopt a closer looking at, along with two middle-aged Pakistani men who had also been attracted by Debbi 's yell. The view through the television camera as viewed by the hart on St. John the Apostle 's TV was disorderly, and nobody could name out anything clearly. The cameraman was obviously piercing to see Debbi himself than to provide his audience with a stable view. She could, however, be heard squealing and pleading for them to stop.

The photographic camera finally focused on Debbi 's white bra, lying discarded on the carpet. The picture then panned to the hens, surrounding its owner. Karen, jennet, Helen, and Yvonne were on their knees, attacking their floored topless victim, while the others peered over their shoulders with amusement. The four men hovered around the exterior of the horde of drunken, excited girls.

The stags were treated to a brief glimpse of Debbi 's breasts as she writhed on the carpeting, it looked like she was making no attempt to overlay her tits because she was desperately holding onto her net item of vesture, which the other little girl were trying to relieve her of.

'' Oh God, no, please stop over ! '' Debbi cried shortly before transport squeals from the girls, and appreciative cheers from the four men, as Karen stood up and waved Debbi 's white drawers in the air like a trophy. Rob could only ideate the sentiment of Debbi that her virile consultation were enjoying at that moment. After a few more second base of incomprehensible video footage, the depiction resumed as the crowd standing around Debbi backed off to reveal her lying prostrate on the carpeting, stark naked, trying to cover the asshole crack using both hands, but leaving little to the imagination.

Karenic snapped a full-length WhatsApp photo while crouching near Debbi 's metrical foot. Debbi made trusted she kept her legs together, but some intimate folds were still visible. She was utterly embarrassed, and just wanted the ground to open up and swallow her. Rob was mortified at Debbi 's mortifying predicament, but was completely powerless to assist her. The other males around him were loving the strip show. Her work colleague could n't believe that they 'd seen so very much of the young IT manager.

'' Just her pussy for the full set, eh son ? '' Andy laughed, holding aloft his phone displaying Rob 's prone, nude girlfriend - much to the amusement ( and loud approval ) of the others. Rob shot him an angry look.

'' look, this is n't funny now ! ! '' Debbi bickering. She craned her cervix to await up at the horny faces of the men, and delighted faces of the women, surrounding her. Each had their Mobile River phone trained on her. `` Please sacrifice me something to get over up with, '' she pleaded. Her mind flew to her work colleagues, who she knew were watching along with Rob - how would she ever look them in the grimace again ?

Karenic, meanwhile, had rushed over to her own bunk to collect something from her backpack that she brought with her specially.

'' Now, it 's not uncommon for the groom to be stripped nude and tied-up on his stag do, '' she announced on her restitution. `` Well, what with sexual equivalence and all that ... '' then she revealed what she was hiding behind her back.

The others looked confused at showtime, until they realised what it was. Gasps and sniggers then ensued. Karen has come prepared, and brought with her two pair of leather handcuff with velcro straps, attached with a chain about six inches long.

'' What is it ? '' Debbi asked nervously. `` What 's going on ? ``

'' Oh, just a small something I bought on the internet, '' Karen grinned, dangling the turnup in front of the camera so the stags could see too. Debbi was still trying to lick out what they were, and terrified at the mention of being tied-up. She was seriously considering getting up and making a dash for it in the nude, when Karen commanded : `` Lady, let 's give Debbi something to fag. ``

William Le Baron Jenny and Helen excitedly knelt either side of meat of Debbi again. Each grabbed a wrist, and wrenched her hired man away from their covering part, exposing her hindquarters again. The men present murmured their commendation, as did the hart observance in bathroom 's home. Rob was beside himself, as his booster became reacquainted with his fiancee 's bare undersurface. He did n't know what Karen had planned for her, but he knew it was n't good, especially as it involved handcuffs.

Karenic passed the handlock to the kneeling pair, who soon had one cuff securely to each of Debbi 's wrists.

'' Boys, '' Karenic addressed the men. `` Want to wee yourselves useful ? I want to attach the cuffs up there ... '' she pointed to the rail in front of the penny-pinching top bunk.

Debbi protested loudly, threatening the men not to touch her. Ignoring her, the two Dutchmen took over control of her branch from jennet and Helen of Troy, but before they could begin to rear her off the story, the two eager Pakistani gentlemen grabbed hold of one of her shin each. She frantically kicked out at them, but they were too stiff, and quickly lifted her understructure up to waist height, at the same metre pulling them wide apart, revealing her hairless vulva between her parted thighs.

Some of the other hens put their hands over their oral fissure in amazement at the highly pornographic view of the fiancee. Debbi experienced disgrace and wrath in compeer measure as she felt the men 's eyes ogling her sex. She tried with all her might to come together her pegleg, but in vain.

Karen was delighted with Debbi 's exposure, and how well her plan had worked. However, she was n't done yet. She positioned herself between the two men and snapped a close-up photo of her friend 's inner second joint. Jacques Louis David also recorded the scene over her shoulder. back in Coventry, the stags went violent at their low gear sight of Rob 's bride-to-be 's genitals ; her vulva filled John 's stallion covert as St. David zoomed in between her leg. Her buttocks jiggled as she fought against her captors.

Karen explained to the Pakistani gentlemen that Debbi 's legs did n't require to be lifted, and Rob watched in repugnance as the four men manhandled Debbi into position as Karenic had directed. Although his panorama was blocked by the men 's backs, he imagined their hands fondling her all over.

It was during this manhandling that Kate reappeared in the doorway, shocked at what she witnessed. `` What the fuck 's going on ? '' she yelled. `` What have you done to Debbi ? '' she gestured to her naked friend, who was in the process of being secured to the top meaninglessness. She rushed over and tried to rescue Debbi from the clutches of the men.

'' Do you desire to be succeeding, Kate ? '' Karen warned. Helen flipped up her skirt at the back to reenforce the menace. Kate pushed it back down and abandoned her rescue attempt ; she 'd been no match for the men physically anyway, and really did n't desire to be stripped herself.

Debbi 's weaponry were stretched above her pass, and the chain firmly looped around the metal bars on the forepart of the nearest upper bunk. She screamed for supporter at the top of her vox, so Karen gagged her using a rolled-up pillow shell. Finally secured to the hogwash, her captors stepped away and admired the helpless new woman. David recorded the sight too, and the stags were treated to a full-frontal nude view of Rob 's fiancee. Lewd comment flew about her utter tits and neatly trimmed pussy ( completely hairless apart from a diminished triangle of os pubis just above her vaginal cleft ). They all had to adjust their underwear to conciliate their erecting, and Hassan almost came in his underwear at the sight of his manager in all her glory. Stewart had been reprimanded by Debbi for poor timekeeping just the previous week, and was revelling in her humiliation.

The early biddy ( apart from Kate, who refused to claim part ) posed for photographs with their exhibited friend. Apart from the men present, Debbi thought of all the guys Rob had with him on his stag weekend who would give birth seen her naked : George Lucas, Hassan, Dugald Stewart, big of all Andy - she felt sickened. Indeed, the WhatsApp group was now filled with explicit photograph of her. Andy was struggling to download each one to his phone as it arrived, so, after downloading a full-frontal one, decided to leave the others till later - he already had adequate masturbate material to last a lifetime. He pondered which paradigm to use as his phone 's wallpaper for his next weekly night out with his manlike cut-rate sale co-worker - probably the one of her lying on the floor, face down, pegleg bedspread. He was rock hard by this point.

The camera panned to the room access, where the remaining hostelry resident had congregated in the door to watch the appearance - men and cleaning lady of various ages and nationalities. Even what appeared to be the auberge janitor was with them ; an senior gentleman wearing an overall and carrying a broom.

'' Come on in, '' Karen urged them all. `` Join the party ! ``

After panning back to the distraught Debbi, wide-eyed as the hall filled with people, David turned the telephone off and handed it back to Helen of Troy. The stags were disappointed at the loss of video feed and Rob was do-or-die to cognise what was happening to his fiancee. Calls to the hens'mobile phone went straight to voicemail. They were, however, updated with dozens of photo from a few of the hens ; a party of sort did indeed come along to be going on in the Amsterdam dormitory, with Debbi ( still cuffed and gagged ) at its nerve center - the room was heaving with onlookers.

The metre in banishment was 1.25 am when the photograph posted on the WhatsApp chemical group turned darker, and only sent by Karen. One showed a man apparently giving Debbi 's breasts a shut down inspection. The future clarified what was happening - he was signing her get out tit using a card sharper pen ( as supplied by Karen ). Subsequent snaps showed lots of early men ( including the old janitor ) and charwoman signing various section of her anatomy - the men generally favouring her boob, hind end, and thighs. Soon Debbi was covered in signatures and doodle, although nonentity had written above her neckline.

The snaps became progressively more adult ; one showed Debbi 's pegleg being held splayed widely spread as one of the male fledgeling : a young, Negroid man with short curly hair, signed his autograph as last to her labia as he could. She was being held in place by several other men, and Karen 's photo clearly showed her clitoris nestling between her parted back talk. Another showed Debbi 's bare backside with the letter W drawn on each cheek, with her brass pulled apart to spell `` WoW '' ( with her anus as the O ).

Without a bit of dignity left, Debbi could only stare out helplessly at the melee around her. Tied and gagged, she was at the mercy of everyone. Although she 'd not ( yet ) been actually sexually assaulted, the men signing her body had copped a feel in the process. As far as she could tell, the early hens had been sidelined, with merely Karen taking an active agent role in her bear on debasement. rachis in banishment, her distraught fiance wondered how lots longsighted his future wife would stay on on public video display ...