`` Hi boys, hope you 're having as a lot fun as we are here ! '' Karenic grinned into the 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 Lady were dressed as saucy schoolgirls.

Rob was very surprised to see his bride-to-be obviously intoxicated, dancing along with the others. He knew she was going to have a few drinks, with it being her hen weekend, but she did n't normally drink at all, and had promised to go easy. Although their actual wedding was still two hebdomad away.

The time was just after 1am in banishment, and 2am in Amsterdam, where Debbi 's hen political party had just returned from an evening 's clubbing. Karenic 's video recording call interrupted the video secret plan the stag were playing on their return from John 's local pub. John the Evangelist was Rob 's best man, and his girl, Emily, was one of the girls dancing and waving into the photographic camera too. He was the entirely one of the stags who knew about the video call ; Karen had pre-arranged with him beforehand to install the video conferencing software, with recording facility, onto his laptop, which was connected to his 52 '' TV ( lav was a tekki, like Rob ). `` You 'll want to record the session with what I have planned ! '' was all the details St. John the Apostle could get out of her.

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

In keeping with the theme, 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 several buttons open. Debbi wore her shoulder distance hair in two pigtails, but, being much more demure, her knee-length skirt was fairly conservative in comparing. She also wore a sash which read `` bride-to-be ''.

Rob had wanted to hold back his stag weekend a much more low-keyed affair ( boring Emily had argued ) ; just a few drinks in some local pubs, then video biz ( with beer and snack ), around John 's house. Apart from John, Rob 's party comprised two university friends : Carl and James, his younger buddy George Lucas, and three work co-worker : Stewart, Hassan, and Andy. At 38, Andy was the oldest of the men ; a salesman at the same caller, 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 youngest. He did n't drink, so he was the entirely one in either political party who was completely sober. He was also providing a lift home for his work fellow worker, plus Lucas ; the others were crashing at John's.

Debbi ( 26 ) and Rob ( 28 ) had been dating for four yr, and worked at the Lapp piazza ; in fact he 'd been subservient in getting her a job there. He 'd worked in IT support for a telephone number of class, and she was an IT handler. She had under her five men ( including software developers Stewart and Hassan ), and two women ( Rachel and Eve, neither of whom had been invited on Debbi 's hen weekend of course ). She was a firm-but-fair variety of manager, she liked to think. Apart from Kate ( and Rob of course of study ), she did n't socialize with anyone from piece of work. She had a reputation as a no-nonsense ballbuster among her male colleagues, while at the Saame time being admired ( even ogled ) for her good looks. The same respectable looks ( a trim 5'6 '' brunette with perky breast, and a soaked little ass ), was what made to the highest degree of the charwoman she worked with envious and threatened.

'' showtime, let me introduce our camera operator, David, '' Karen continued, speaking directly into the camera. The camera was actually Helen 's mobile telephone set, being operated by a 30 year-old Frenchwoman called Jacques Louis David, whom she 'd conscripted as their cinematographer from an adjoining dormitory. Karenic did n't want to use her own phone, because she wanted to percentage photo on the WhatsApp group entitled `` Hens+Stags '' she 'd created, that all members of both party belonged to. Chat and photos had been exchanged all weekend, starting in the airport, but Karenic aimed to spice the military post up, at Debbi 's expense.

The stags watched as the cameraman turned the headphone around and waved at them. He was using the front-facing camera, due to the use of the conference application. The picture was in landscape mode, and filled the full wide-screen TV. `` Hello ! '' St. David smiled, before turning it back to face Karenic, who proceeded to give them a brief guided tour of their student residence. The biddy had hired out an entire dorm room to themselves ( with four bunk beds ).

'' Now Rob, '' Karen spoke in a strict school day mistress voice directly into the camera. `` Have you had a stripper ? '''she asked, knowing the answer already.

'' Er, no, '' Rob replied.

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

'' wellspring, in force ! '' Debbi replied, slightly slurring her intelligence. `` I 'm beaming. ``

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

'' Me ? '' Debbi giggled.

'' Help her up, young lady, '' Karenic commanded. Soon Debbi was on her infantry, being supported on either face by jenny ass and Helen, who were the only hens with whom Karen has shared her plans ; both thought it sounded like a blow ( maybe they would n't had they been sober ). Su-Lee, Emily, and Yvonne watched with amused sake close by.

'' Well go on then, '' Karen ordered. `` Rob 's waiting for his peeler ! '' The other hens egged her on too.

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

As the early girls hummed the obligatory stripper tune, she pushed the stocking all the way down, and pulled it off. She almost fell over while standing on one leg, and would birth done if William Le Baron Jenny and Helen of Troy had n't been there to steady her.

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

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

Debbi then repeated the tease with her impart stocking, but while twirling the garment in towards the camera, William Le Baron Jenny and Helen of Troy each grabbed hold of the hem of her skirt and lifted it up to reveal a glimpse of her lacy, white brief knickers to the cameraman ( and hence the hart too ). Debbi squealed and immediately pushed her skirt back down to address her modesty. The hart ( apart from Rob ) cheered their approving, and shouted for more.

'' That 's something to press interruption on later, '' bathroom laughed.

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

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

'' You ca n't tease Rob like that, Debbi, '' Karenic chided her. `` girl - help her put on more of a show ! ``

The pair needed no more encouragement, and before Debbi knew what was happening, Jenny had grabbed keep of her wrists, while Helen began to expertly unbutton and unzip her skirt. Dimly realising what they were doing, Debbi shrieked and tried to break in free of Jenny 's grip. But within seconds her skirt was around her mortise joint. Debbi immediately crouched down and tried to rive it back up, but Helen prevented this by standing on it, so instead, she tried to rend down her blouse to cover her knickers ( which it barely did, and Debbi easily supplanted Karen as the fille wearing the most give away outfit ).

Karen took a snap of Debbi minus her skirt, and posted it to their WhatsApp group. Andy already had his phone at the ready, ready for such a exposure ; as soon as it appeared he downloaded it, lest the original was deleted. He 'd done the Saame for various snaps of the hens ( including Debbi ) in their schoolgirl outfits earlier in the eve, but this was by far the hottest. At work, Andy had often tried to peer up the suddenly bird that Debbi sometimes wore, but this was improve than any upskirt view - no wench !

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

Rob 's Quaker were indeed admiring the panorama ; he could n't believe they 'd de-skirted his bride-to-be. Jimmy Stewart and Hassan exchanged disport looks at their argumentation manager 's country of undress.

But despite Debbi 's supplication, her escort continued their assault on her modesty, both attempting to unbutton the front of her egg white blouse. `` Nooo ! ! '' she screamed, while bending forwards. With her wrists free again, she managed to ward off the initial onrush, but her assailants instead grabbed the hem of her blouse and hauled it right up her back until it was inside-out, over her head, with her arm forced into the diving side. From within her reverse blouse, Debbi realised her knickers were now on replete showing, but that thought quickly went out of her psyche when she felt person fumbling with her bra clasp.

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

'' Oh certainly, yes, we 're not peeking, are we guys ? '' John laughed back. Rob 's friends concurred, but were of row relishing the scene of a group of 'schoolgirls'stripping one of their own, and teased Rob remorselessly. He tried to stay in respectable 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 freighter bunk bed, looking on with a salmagundi of amusement and electric shock, dimmed by the large sum of money of vodka she 'd drank. She stood up quickly, with the aim of assisting her C. H. Best ally in preserving some dignity, but no sooner had she regained her foot, she nearly fell over ; the room swam around her, and she knew she was going to throw up. She headed for the door, and the communal bathroom beyond, passing two men standing in the room access ; attracted by the disturbance, and enjoying the show.

From where he was standing in the middle of the elbow room, David ( and therefore his audience ) had a side-on horizon of Debbi as she twisted and turned to frustrate her admirer'campaign to undress her, with her head hidden within her blouse, and both pieces of her match lacy, white underclothes revealed.

Saint David panned the camera towards the doorway, tracking Kate 's rapid deviation, and captured the two Dutch Male client in their late teens, standing in the doorway. Each had their mobile phone at the fix. Rob realised that they must possess a great view of his fiancee 's knicker-clad rear.

The pair waved at the camera, but immediately directed their telephone set towards Debbi as she emitted a frustrated cry. St. David swung the tv camera back towards her to that see the hen had pulled her knickers down at the rachis, to let out her entire bottom ! The stags drank in the side-on vista of Debbi 's bare left cheek, but Rob knew that the two starter were being treated to a wide-cut moonlight position of his fiancee, as was demonstrated by the ensuing wolf-whistles.

Karen stepped between Debbi and her new admirers to take another WhatsApp snap. Andy again squirreled away the humiliating pic of his study co-worker as it arrived, for closer exam ( and sharing with his sales friends ) later - as it happened, he did n't want to concern about the exposure disappearing, as Karen had no intent of deleting them. Lucas too had WhatsApp open. `` Oh wow ! '' he uttered, and flashed his older brother the full-screen look-alike of his Debbi 's bare backside. Although her entire ass crack was on display, Rob was relieved that as least her intimate piece were still covered. His friends jeered and slapped him on the book binding as Lucas flashed each of them the photo of his futurity 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, '' Karen laughed.

Meanwhile, on the TV screen, his bride-to-be was loosely surrounded by her biddy, who found her plight hilarious, as they watched Debbi flounder around with her bare arse hanging out. Desperate to overcompensate her reserve, she pulled her blouse off completely and tossed it to the base ( despite this leaving her in only her bra and knickers ), then pulled her underwear back up. Realising that her bra was liberal, and about to fall off, she stood coyly holding it against herself with her left arm, while trying to bedim the front of her briefs with her right hand.

'' I ca n't believe you just did that ! '' Debbi scolded her friends, trying to express joy off her photo, but hugely embarrassed at her predicament. Presuming her trial by ordeal was over, she tried to push between Jenny and Helen in order to snap up a piece of paper to use to compensate herself, but the girls stood house, with prankish smile on their faces.

What Karenic said side by side made Debbi 's abdomen lurch : `` What do you reckon little girl, the Full Monty ? ``

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

Held firmly, Debbi was surrounded by the other biddy ( negative Kate ), as well as four men bore to see more - the distich of men from the doorway had decided to assume a closer face, along with two middle-aged Pakistani men who had also been attracted by Debbi 's rallying cry. The scene through the photographic camera as viewed by the stags on trick 's TV was disorderly, and nobody could make out anything clearly. The cinematographer was obviously acute to see Debbi himself than to offer his audience with a stable sight. She could, however, be heard squealing and pleading for them to stop.

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

The stags were treated to a brief coup d'oeil of Debbi 's breasts as she writhed on the carpet, it looked like she was making no effort to cover her mammilla because she was desperately holding onto her last item of wear, which the former girls were trying to unbosom her of.

'' Oh God, no, please stop ! '' Debbi cried shortly before delighted squeals from the girls, and appreciative cheers from the four men, as Karen stood up and waved Debbi 's white knickers in the air like a trophy. Rob could only opine the views of Debbi that her male person consultation were enjoying at that moment. After a few Thomas More seconds of incomprehensible video footage, the word-painting resumed as the crowd standing around Debbi backed off to break her lying prostrate on the rug, stark naked, trying to cover the tush scissure using both hands, but leaving little to the imagination.

Karen snapped a full-length WhatsApp exposure while crouching near Debbi 's feet. Debbi made sure she kept her ramification together, but some intimate crimp were still visible. She was utterly embarrassed, and just wanted the ground to give up and withdraw her. Rob was mortified at Debbi 's obstruct predicament, but was completely powerless to help her. The other male person around him were loving the airstrip show. Her work co-worker could n't believe that they 'd seen so much of the young IT manager.

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

'' Look, this is n't funny now ! ! '' Debbi squabble. She craned her neck to search up at the horny faces of the men, and delighted faces of the women, surrounding her. Each had their mobile phone trained on her. `` Please give me something to cover up with, '' she pleaded. Her psyche flew to her study fellow, who she knew were watching along with Rob - how would she ever look them in the face again ?

Karenic, meanwhile, had rushed over to her own hogwash to pull in something from her rucksack that she brought with her specially.

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

The others looked confused at first off, until they realised what it was. Gasps and sniggers then ensued. Karen has come prepared, and brought with her two couple of leather manacle with velcro shoulder strap, attached with a chain about six inches long.

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

'' Oh, just a short something I bought on the internet, '' Karen grinned, dangling the cuffs in social movement of the photographic camera so the hart could see too. Debbi was still trying to sour out what they were, and terrified at the quotation of being tied-up. She was seriously considering getting up and making a dash for it in the nude, when Karen commanded : `` Ladies, let 's give Debbi something to wear. ``

Jenny and Helen excitedly knelt either side of Debbi again. Each grabbed a wrist, and wrenched her hands away from their screening persona, exposing her can again. The men present murmured their approving, as did the stags observation in John 's home. Rob was beside himself, as his admirer became reacquainted with his bride-to-be 's bare freighter. He did n't know what Karen had planned for her, but he knew it was n't unspoilt, especially as it involved handcuffs.

Karen passed the manacle to the kneeling span, who soon had one cuff securely to each of Debbi 's wrists.

'' son, '' Karenic addressed the men. `` Want to make yourselves utilitarian ? I want to attach the cuffs up there ... '' she pointed to the rail in movement of the nearest top bunk.

Debbi protested loudly, threatening the men not to touch her. Ignoring her, the two Dutchmen took over control of her arms from jenny ass and Helen, but before they could begin to lift her off the trading floor, the two eager Pakistani gentlemen grabbed clasp of one of her shins each. She frantically kicked out at them, but they were too unassailable, and quickly lifted her feet up to waist height, at the Saame prison term pulling them wide apart, revealing her hairless vulva between her parted thighs.

Some of the early biddy put their script over their oral fissure in amazement at the highly adult view of the bride-to-be. Debbi experienced shame and wrath in rival measures as she felt the men 's middle ogling her sex. She tried with all her might to close her legs, but in vain.

Karen was delighted with Debbi 's photograph, and how well her program had worked. However, she was n't done yet. She positioned herself between the two men and snapped a close-up pic of her friend 's privileged thigh. David also recorded the shot over her articulatio humeri. cover in Coventry, the stags went savage at their first-class honours degree sight of Rob 's fiancee 's genitalia ; her vulva filled John 's entire screen as Jacques Louis David zoomed in between her legs. Her prat jiggled as she fought against her captors.

Karenic explained to the Pakistani man that Debbi 's legs did n't need to be lifted, and Rob watched in horror as the four men manhandled Debbi into stead as Karen had directed. Although his view was blocked by the men 's rachis, 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 roll in the hay '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 bunk. She rushed over and tried to deliver Debbi from the clutches of the men.

'' Do you want to be future, Kate ? '' Karen warned. Helen flipped up her skirt at the dorsum to reinforce the terror. 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 need to be stripped herself.

Debbi 's arms were stretched above her head, and the chain firmly looped around the alloy bars on the front of the nearest upper berth bunk. She screamed for assistant at the top of her voice, so Karenic gagged her using a rolled-up pillow shell. Finally secured to the bunk, her captor stepped away and admired the helpless untried womanhood. Saint David recorded the hatful too, and the stags were treated to a full-frontal nude person view of Rob 's bride-to-be. Lewd comments flew about her perfect tits and neatly trimmed pussycat ( completely hairless apart from a little Triangle of pubes just above her vaginal cleft ). They all had to conform their underwear to accommodate their erections, and Hassan almost came in his underwear at the sight of his manager in all her nimbus. Dugald Stewart had been reprimanded by Debbi for miserable timekeeping just the previous workweek, and was revelling in her humiliation.

The former biddy ( apart from Kate, who refused to take part ) posed for photographs with their exhibited champion. Apart from the men present, Debbi cerebration of all the guys Rob had with him on his shop weekend who would have seen her raw : Lucas, Hassan, Dugald Stewart, worst of all Andy - she felt sickened. Indeed, the WhatsApp mathematical group was now filled with explicit picture 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 enough she-bop fabric to terminal a life-time. He pondered which prototype to use as his phone 's wallpaper for his next each week night out with his Male sales agreement confrere - probably the one of her lying on the floor, face down, stage paste. He was rock operose by this point.

The camera panned to the doorway, where the remaining hostel occupant had congregated in the room access to watch the show - men and women of assorted ages and nationalities. Even what appeared to be the inn janitor was with them ; an older gentleman's gentleman wearing an overall and carrying a broom.

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

After panning back to the distraught Debbi, wide-eyed as the dorm filled with hoi polloi, David turned the headphone off and handed it back to Helen. The hart were disappointed at the loss of video feed and Rob was dire to know what was happening to his fiancee. Calls to the hen'mobile phones went straight to voicemail. They were, however, updated with 12 of photograph from a few of the biddy ; a party of kind did indeed appear to be going on in the Amsterdam dorm, with Debbi ( still cuffed and gagged ) at its centre - the room was heaving with onlookers.

The clip in Coventry was 1.25 am when the photos posted on the WhatsApp group turned darker, and only sent by Karen. One showed a man apparently giving Debbi 's tit a close inspection. The next clarified what was happening - he was signing her left tit using a Sharpie pen ( as supplied by Karen ). Subsequent ginger snap showed quite a little of early men ( including the old janitor ) and women signing diverse parts of her anatomy - the men generally favouring her knocker, tooshie, and thigh. Soon Debbi was covered in signature tune and scribble, although nobody had written above her neckline.

The snaps became progressively more pornographic ; one showed Debbi 's legs being held splayed wide afford as one of the Male neophyte : a new, black man with short curly hair's-breadth, signed his autograph as close to her labia as he could. She was being held in place by various other men, and Karen 's photo clearly showed her clitoris nestling between her separate brim. Another showed Debbi 's bare keister with the alphabetic character W drawn on each buttock, with her cheeks pulled apart to write `` WoW '' ( with her anus as the O ).

Without a scrap of dignity left, Debbi could only stare out helplessly at the melee around her. Tied and gagged, she was at the mercifulness of everyone. Although she 'd not ( yet ) been actually sexually assaulted, the men signing her body had copped a feel in the mental process. As far as she could tell, the other biddy had been sidelined, with only Karen taking an active role in her continue debasement. back in banishment, her overwrought groom-to-be wondered how much yearner his succeeding wife would remain on populace presentation ...