`` Hi boys, hope you 're having as a good deal fun as we are here ! '' Karen grinned into the camera. She was n't alone, and appeared to be the soberest of all the fellow member of Debbi 's hen political party. The others were giggling and dancing around Karen and their camera operator. All eight gentlewoman 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 bear a few potable, with it being her hen weekend, but she did n't normally drink in at all, and had promised to go sluttish. Although their actual wedding was still two calendar week away.

The time was just after 1am in banishment, and 2am in Amsterdam, where Debbi 's hen party had just returned from an eve 's clubbing. Karenic 's video outcry interrupted the video plot the stags were playing on their paying back from John 's local pub. Saint John the Apostle was Rob 's skillful man, and his girlfriend, Emily, was one of the female child dancing and waving into the camera too. He was the solely one of the stags who knew about the video call ; Karen had pre-arranged with him beforehand to install the video conferencing software package, with recording facility, onto his laptop, which was connected to his 52 '' TV ( John was a tekki, like Rob ). `` You 'll want to put down the session with what I have planned ! '' was all the details John the Evangelist could get out of her.

Karen was a girl who Debbi had known since school, and to say that she was disappointed at not being picked to be Debbi 's top dog bridesmaid is an understatement. Instead, Debbi had chosen Kate ; a work fellow worker 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 plans to punish her old friend for overlooking her.

In keeping with the topic, all of the hen wore gymslips or sexy schoolgirl uniforms. Karen 's kit was by far the most revealing, with a very short bird and a blouse with several buttons opened. Debbi wore her shoulder distance pilus in two pigtails, but, being much more demure, her knee-length skirt was fairly bourgeois in comparison. She also wore a sash which read `` Bride-to-be ''.

Rob had wanted to keep his stag weekend a much more low-key affair ( boring Emily had argued ) ; just a few drinking in some local anesthetic pubs, then video games ( with beer and bite ), around John 's house. Apart from John, Rob 's party comprised two university friends : Carl and James, his new brother Lucas, and three work colleague : Stewart, Hassan, and Andy. At 38, Andy was the one-time of the men ; a salesman at the same company, he got on well with Rob, but had been involved in several 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 only if one in either party who was completely sober. He was also providing a facelift home for his work co-worker, plus Lucas ; the others were crashing at John's.

Debbi ( 26 ) and Rob ( 28 ) had been dating for four years, and worked at the Saame situation ; in fact he 'd been instrumental in getting her a job there. He 'd worked in IT support for a number of geezerhood, 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 sort of manager, she liked to think. Apart from Kate ( and Rob of course ), she did n't socialize with anyone from work. She had a report as a no-nonsense ballbuster among her male confrere, while at the Saami time being admired ( even ogled ) for her soundly looks. The same adept looks ( a trim 5'6 '' brunette with perky boob, and a tight minuscule ass ), was what made most of the women she worked with envious and threatened.

'' low, let me precede our camera operator, Jacques Louis David, '' Karen continued, speaking directly into the television camera. The television camera was actually Helen 's nomadic phone, being operated by a 30 year-old French person called Saint David, whom she 'd conscripted as their cameraman from an adjoining hall. Karen did n't want to use her own phone, because she wanted to share photos on the WhatsApp mathematical group entitled `` Hens+Stags '' she 'd created, that all members of both political party belonged to. Chat and photos had been exchanged all weekend, starting in the drome, but Karen aimed to zest the mail service up, at Debbi 's expense.

The stag watched as the camera operator turned the earpiece around and waved at them. He was using the front-facing television camera, due to the use of the group discussion application. The photograph was in landscape mode, and filled the total wide-screen TV. `` Hello ! '' David smiled, before turning it back to face Karen, who proceeded to chip in them a brief guided tour of their residence hall. The hens had hired out an entire residence hall room to themselves ( with four bunk beds ).

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

'' Er, no, '' Rob replied.

'' Gospel According to John ! I 'm surprised at you, '' she admonished. `` Debbi, have you heard this ? Rob 's not had a stripper on his hart do ! '' Jacques Louis David panned the camera towards Debbi, who was sitting on the bound of one of the broken bunk with Kate, both giggling.

'' wellspring, good ! '' Debbi replied, slightly slurring her row. `` I 'm glad. ``

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

'' Me ? '' Debbi giggled.

'' supporter her up, missy, '' Karen commanded. Soon Debbi was on her human foot, being supported on either side by Jenny and Helen, who were the only hens with whom Karen has shared her plans ; both thought it sounded like a blast ( maybe they would n't had they been sober ). Su-Lee, Emily, and Yvonne watched with amused interest close by.

'' well go on then, '' Karenic ordered. `` Rob 's waiting for his stripteaser ! '' The former hens egged her on too.

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

As the other female child 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 have done if Jenny and Helen had n't been there to stiff her.

Rob was surprised, as his young time to come 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 swallow with vodka all evening.

'' mislay the cincture too, '' Karenic commanded. Debbi obeyed, tossing it over her shoulder.

Debbi then repeated the teasing with her result stocking, but while twirling the garment in towards the tv camera, Jenny and Helen each grabbed hold of the hem of her skirt and lifted it up to reveal a coup d'oeil of her lacy, Edward White brief knee pants to the cameraman ( and hence the stag too ). Debbi squealed and immediately pushed her bird back down to cover her reserve. The stags ( apart from Rob ) cheered their commendation, 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 course of study ! '' his in force man responded with a smile. Rob gulped, hoping that was the end of Debbi 's cartoon strip show, but knowing Karen, he suspected it wasn't.

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

The pair needed no more encouragement, and before Debbi knew what was happening, Jenny had grabbed hold 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 absolve of Jenny 's clutches. But within seconds her doll was around her ankle joint. Debbi immediately crouched down and tried to root for it back up, but Helen prevented this by standing on it, so instead, she tried to pull down her blouse to cover her knickers ( which it barely did, and Debbi easily supplanted Karen as the girl wearing the most telling outfit ).

Karen took a snap of Debbi minus her chick, and posted it to their WhatsApp chemical group. Andy already had his phone at the ready, prepared for such a photo ; as soon as it appeared he downloaded it, lest the original was deleted. He 'd done the Same for various snaps of the hen ( including Debbi ) in their schoolgirl outfits earlier in the even, but this was by far the hottest. At work, Andy had often tried to peer up the short skirts that Debbi sometimes wore, but this was better than any upskirt survey - no bird !

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

Rob 's friends were indeed admiring the vista ; he could n't believe they 'd de-skirted his fiancee. Stewart and Hassan exchanged disport aspect at their line handler 's body politic of undress.

But despite Debbi 's plea, her escorts continued their assault on her modesty, both attempting to unbutton the front of her snowy blouse. `` Nooo ! ! '' she screamed, while bending forwards. With her wrist joint free again, she managed to ward off the initial attack, but her attacker instead grabbed the hem of her blouse and hauled it right up her back until it was inside-out, over her head, with her arms forced into the dive position. From within her turn back blouse, Debbi realised her knickers were now on wide-cut display, but that thought quickly went out of her brain when she felt someone fumbling with her bra clasp.

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

'' Oh sure, yes, we 're not peek, are we guy ? '' John laughed back. Rob 's acquaintance concurred, but were of path relishing the panorama of a group of 'schoolgirls'stripping one of their own, and teased Rob remorselessly. He tried to stay in good temper, 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 bottom bunk bed, looking on with a smorgasbord of amusement and shock, dimmed by the large quantity of vodka she 'd drank. She stood up quickly, with the aim of assisting her best friend in preserving some gravitas, but no Sooner had she regained her feet, she nearly fell over ; the room swam around her, and she knew she was going to shake off up. She headed for the doorway, and the communal privy beyond, passing two men standing in the doorway ; attracted by the commotion, and enjoying the show.

From where he was standing in the middle of the way, Saint David ( and therefore his hearing ) had a side-on thought of Debbi as she twisted and turned to thwart her acquaintance'elbow grease to uncase her, with her header hidden within her blouse, and both pieces of her matching lacy, white underwear revealed.

David panned the camera towards the room access, tracking Kate 's rapid going, and captured the two Dutch people male guests in their previous teens, standing in the door. Each had their peregrine phone at the ready. Rob realised that they must have a great view of his bride-to-be 's knicker-clad rear.

The span waved at the tv camera, but immediately directed their phones towards Debbi as she emitted a thwart cry. David swung the camera back towards her to that see the biddy had pulled her knickers down at the back, to give away her entire hind end ! The stags drank in the side-on view of Debbi 's bare left buttock, but Rob knew that the two neophyte were being treated to a full Sun Myung Moon prospect of his bride-to-be, 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 photo of his body of work colleague as it arrived, for airless testing ( and sharing with his sales friends ) later - as it happened, he did n't need to interest about the photos disappearing, as Karenic had no intention of deleting them. Lucas too had WhatsApp open. `` Oh wow ! '' he uttered, and flashed his older brother the full-screen image of his Debbi 's bare backside. Although her total ass crack was on display, Rob was relieved that as least her intimate parts were still covered. His acquaintance jeered and slapped him on the cover as Lucas flashed each of them the photo 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 hens, who found her predicament hilarious, as they watched Debbi flounder around with her bare arse hanging out. Desperate to cover her modesty, she pulled her blouse off completely and tossed it to the floor ( despite this leaving her in only her bra and knickers ), then pulled her underclothes back up. Realising that her bra was loose, and about to fall off, she stood coyly holding it against herself with her leave arm, while trying to obscure the front of her briefs with her right hand hand.

'' I ca n't believe you just did that ! '' Debbi scolded her friends, trying to laugh off her picture, but hugely embarrassed at her predicament. Presuming her trial by ordeal was over, she tried to agitate between jennet and Helen in lodge to take hold of a tack to use to cover herself, but the missy stood firm, with implike grins on their faces.

What Karen said next made Debbi 's stomach lurch : `` What do you reckon girls, the Full Monty ? ``

Everyone, including Debbi knew what that meant. She was a lot Thomas More sober up by now. `` Do n't you fucking daring ! '' she ordered, but with slight conviction in her articulation, and tried to make a disruption for the exit - to where she had n't thought, perhaps the pot. But the barely snip fiancee was easily overpowered.

Held firmly, Debbi was surrounded by the other biddy ( negative Kate ), as well as four men eager to see more - the duo of men from the threshold had decided to carry a closer look, along with two middle-aged Pakistani men who had also been attracted by Debbi 's war cry. The scene through the tv camera as viewed by the stag on trick 's TV was chaotic, and cipher could make out anything clearly. The camera operator was obviously cracking to see Debbi himself than to provide his interview with a stable purview. 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 biddy, surrounding its owner. Karen, jennet, Helen, and Yvonne were on their knees, attacking their deck topless victim, while the others peered over their shoulders with amusement. The four men hovered around the outside of the horde of drunken, excited girls.

The stag were treated to a brief glimpse of Debbi 's white meat as she writhed on the carpet, it looked like she was making no attempt to cover her titmouse because she was desperately holding onto her last particular of vesture, which the other little girl were trying to relieve 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 imagine the views of Debbi that her manly hearing were enjoying at that moment. After a few Thomas More seconds of incomprehensible video footage, the picture resumed as the bunch standing around Debbi backed off to reveal her lying prostrate on the carpet, stark naked, trying to cover the arse crack using both mitt, but leaving small to the imagination.

Karen snapped a full-length WhatsApp photo while crouching near Debbi 's ft. Debbi made surely she kept her leg together, but some intimate sheepfold were still visible. She was utterly embarrassed, and just wanted the earth to open up and immerse her. Rob was mortified at Debbi 's embarrassing predicament, but was completely powerless to help oneself her. The other males around him were loving the funnies show. Her body of work co-worker could n't trust that they 'd seen so much of the new IT manager.

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

'' Look, this is n't funny now ! ! '' Debbi spat. She craned her neck to look up at the horny faces of the men, and delighted faces of the woman, surrounding her. Each had their mobile telephone trained on her. `` Please present me something to overcompensate up with, '' she pleaded. Her thinker flew to her piece of work fellow, who she knew were watching along with Rob - how would she ever look them in the facial expression again ?

Karen, meanwhile, had rushed over to her own hogwash to collect something from her haversack that she brought with her specially.

'' Now, it 's not uncommon for the groom 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, until they realised what it was. gasp and sniggers then ensued. Karen has come prepared, and brought with her two distich of leather cuff with velcro straps, attached with a range of mountains about six inches long.

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

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

Jenny and Helen excitedly knelt either position of Debbi again. Each grabbed a carpus, and wrenched her hands away from their covering use, exposing her rear again. The men present murmured their approval, as did the stag watching in John 's home. Rob was beside himself, as his Quaker became reacquainted with his fiancee 's bare hindquarters. He did n't recognise what Karen had planned for her, but he knew it was n't goodness, especially as it involved handcuffs.

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

'' Boys, '' Karenic addressed the men. `` Want to pretend yourselves useful ? I want to attach the handcuff up there ... '' she pointed to the rail in front man of the nighest top bunk.

Debbi protested loudly, threatening the men not to touch her. Ignoring her, the two Dutchmen took over restraint of her arms from Jenny and Helen, but before they could set about to rise her off the level, the two eager Pakistani gentlemen grabbed postponement of one of her shins each. She frantically kicked out at them, but they were too potent, and quickly lifted her feet up to waist tiptop, at the same time pulling them all-inclusive apart, revealing her hairless vulva between her parted thighs.

Some of the early hens put their hands over their oral cavity in amazement at the highly adult view of the bride-to-be. Debbi experienced pity and choler in equal quantity as she felt the men 's optic ogling her sex. She tried with all her might to close her legs, but in vain.

Karen was delighted with Debbi 's pic, 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 supporter 's inner thigh. St. David also recorded the scene over her shoulder. vertebral column in Coventry, the stags went natural state at their first sight of Rob 's bride-to-be 's genitals ; her vulva filled whoremaster 's entire screenland as David zoomed in between her pegleg. Her buttocks jiggled as she fought against her captors.

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

It was during this manhandling that Kate reappeared in the door, 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 bunkum. She rushed over and tried to deliver Debbi from the hold of the men.

'' Do you need to be next, Kate ? '' Karen warned. Helen flipped up her chick at the back to reinforce the terror. Kate pushed it back down and abandoned her saving endeavor ; she 'd been no peer for the men physically anyway, and really did n't want to be stripped herself.

Debbi 's weapons system were stretched above her principal, and the chain firmly looped around the alloy Browning automatic rifle on the front of the nearest upper bunk. She screamed for help at the top of her part, so Karen gagged her using a rolled-up pillow case. Finally secured to the bunk, her captors stepped away and admired the helpless Whitney Moore Young Jr. woman. Jacques Louis David recorded the lot too, and the stags were treated to a full-frontal nude scene of Rob 's fiancee. Lewd scuttlebutt flew about her perfect pap and neatly trimmed pussy ( completely hairless apart from a small Triangle of pubes just above her vaginal cleft ). They all had to adjust their underwear to accommodate their erections, and Hassan almost came in his underwear at the visual sense of his manager in all her glory. Stewart had been reprimanded by Debbi for poor timekeeping just the former week, and was revelling in her humiliation.

The former hen ( apart from Kate, who refused to take part ) posed for exposure with their exhibited supporter. Apart from the men present, Debbi thought process of all the guys Rob had with him on his grass weekend who would induce seen her bare : George Lucas, Hassan, Stewart, worst of all Andy - she felt sickened. Indeed, the WhatsApp radical was now filled with explicit photos of her. Andy was struggling to download each one to his headphone as it arrived, so, after downloading a full-frontal one, decided to lead the others till later - he already had enough she-bop stuff to finis a life. He pondered which figure of speech to use as his speech sound 's wallpaper for his next weekly night out with his male sale colleague - probably the one of her lying on the floor, face down, peg gap. He was rock hard by this point.

The camera panned to the doorway, where the remaining inn house physician had congregated in the doorway to view the show - men and women of various geezerhood and nationalities. Even what appeared to be the youth hostel janitor was with them ; an elderly 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, childlike as the dorm filled with people, David turned the phone off and handed it back to Helen. The stags were disappointed at the personnel casualty of television feed and Rob was desperate to know what was happening to his bride-to-be. Calls to the hens'mobile phones went straight to voicemail. They were, however, updated with dozens of exposure from a few of the hens ; a political party of sorts did indeed appear to be going on in the Dutch capital residence hall, with Debbi ( still cuffed and gagged ) at its centre - the room was heaving with onlookers.

The time in banishment was 1.25 am when the picture posted on the WhatsApp group turned darker, and only sent by Karen. One showed a man apparently giving Debbi 's breasts a close review. The next clarified what was happening - he was signing her left tit using a Sharpie pen ( as supplied by Karen ). Subsequent snaps showed lots of early men ( including the old janitor ) and fair sex signing respective theatrical role of her chassis - the men generally favouring her breasts, bottom, and thighs. Soon Debbi was covered in theme song and scribble, although cipher had written above her neckline.

The centering became progressively more adult ; one showed Debbi 's legs being held splayed all-embracing open as one of the male person newcomers : a young, black man with short curly hairsbreadth, signed his autograph as close 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 split backtalk. Another showed Debbi 's bare backside with the letter W drawn on each buttock, with her cheeks pulled apart to import `` 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 mercy of everyone. Although she 'd not ( yet ) been actually sexually assaulted, the men signing her body had copped a feel in the summons. As far as she could tell, the early biddy had been sidelined, with solely Karenic taking an active role in her go on adulteration. Back in Coventry, her distraught fiance wondered how a good deal farsighted his hereafter wife would persist on world display ...