6th Stripping by Katrina

6th Stripping 21st Birthday

My 21st Birthday was clearly well publicized, I was having a party at the flat and had invited colleagues from work and friends from school etc. I had a little poster made up and invitations just like everyone else I suppose.
Nurses celebrate occasions like this with high jinx of their own, I knew I would be out of my uniform at some point on the day and according to the last few 21st's I had seen or heard about I would be subject to the "dreaded shave".
I was working on my birthday on the early shift and had arranged for the party at night. There was one of the posters altered to state that at 12.00 noon at my ward there would be the opportunity to wish happy birthday "in the traditional manner". I kind of guessed what this would be so I tried to put it to the back of my mind. During the shift the rest would tease me and wind me up, but since I had aoften been on the other end I was not too worried and just wanted it to be over with.
At about 11.0'clock I was grabbed and dragged into the side ward by the rest of the nurses on shift and on to the bed. The room had been cleared and the bed was all that was there. They tied my wrists and ankles to the frame with furry pink velcro handcuffs, they were the novelty ones but they certainly did the trick, I was not expecting this as the room began to fill up with other nurses from around the hospital.
There would have been about 30 people in the room and at 12 Noon exactly 2 of the doctors from the hospital came in. Nobody seemed the slightest affected by the fact that I was tied to the bed. They read out a couple of cards and said that in keeping with the traditions of the hospital that I was to celebrate my 21st birthday naked.
Like a military operation I was then loosened from my handcuffs but held firmly as my shoes were taken off my feet, at the same time I was watching hands fighting over my zip as it was pulled down and my uniform dres lifted up and over my head.
I was wearing black stockings and suspender belt with sexy underwear on the advice of my ward sister. There was a cheer of approval as this came into view, apparantly this too is an often used "treat" for the onlookers and by the noise in the room must have worked again. It did not stop them peeling everything off me though as I was continued to be stripped naked and retied to the bed.
My ward sister then said that since we had a few students in the room we would now have a small training session on pubic shaving. My legs were freed and lifted into the stirrups and the sister expertly shaved me completely bare.
Next I was returned to my bindings and a cake was produced and everyone sang happy birthday to me, I was loosened to blow out the candles then everyone just left the room as if nothing had happened, I was naked and shaved as expected standing in a room with a birthday cake!
Predictably my devious lot had played the naughty nurse routine again and had pinched my clothes but did return with a tray of bubbly to have with the cake together with a single stocking and my bra. "Could manage to retrieve an more" they said, so I had to partly streak across the corridor to the changing room where the rest were, it's just a game you see!
After the shift we got changed and got dressed to kill and hit the pub across the road before going back to the flat. My flatmates had organised the food and drink so I was told just turn up, bring your workmates, and we will celebrate.
The barstaff asked what the occasion was and they sent over a bottle of bubbly, quite a few drinks were sent over from faces I thought I recognised from earlier so by the time the minibus arrived we were all pretty frisky.
There were 15 going back to the party and it only had 12 seats the driver was not happy taking more than the limit but we promised not to tell and crushed up onto the available seating. I was sitting on Marion's knee and was asked how I enjoyed this afternoon celebrations. I said I had been expecting it and it was not so bad but I was happy that it was over and I did not have to go through it again.
Well, four of the girls on the bus missed the show because they had to work to let other go and Marion who is not the smallest put her arms round my waist to hold me firm and said "Who said you don't have to go through it again?"
I was sitting on Marion's knee in the centre of the back seat, and was being held in place. My top was lifted up and away as my mini skirt was unzipped and taken. There were no howls of appreciation now my stockings and underwear were just pulled off me as I was held helpless and now naked for the second time today. My clothes were passed down the bus and place on the startled driver's knee, I could see him looking in the mirror as my arms and legs were held back for hime to checkout the view.
We arrived in a few minutes and I was abandoned with the driver to get dressed and follow them up to the party. The driver must have thought his luck was in but I quickly popped on my top and skirt collected the rest and scarpered.
I got properly dressed in the toilet in the flat and came out to cheering as it was obvious the advance party had told them what had happened.
The party was fabulous the girls had made plenty food and everyone was mixing well and nobody was complaining about the noise. The flat filled up slowly then when the evening shift nurses found their way it got pretty crowded and about 11 another cake was produced. I blew out the candles and there were a few shouts saying I should blow them out naked just like the hospital but thankfully someone said that was the tradition of the hospital only and not necessary here.
Then a shout went up for birthday bumps no luck here I thought as I was grabbed by four guys by a leg or arm each. The guys with my legs could not help them selves parting them gently to get a proper eyefull of my stocking tops and underwear, but hey that's why I had them on I thought.
As they raised me for the first bump a shout went up (female I'm sure) should she not be in her birthday suit for her birthday bumps? My heart sank as no reason was given and my flatmates were given the job off stripping me as I was still held off the ground by these appreciative guys who could not believe their luck.
The girls took their time spinning it out for maximum pleasure for the guys and maximum suffering for me as they pretended to be on my side when my skirt and top were removed saying "is this enough?" then unclipping my suspender belt, "is this enough/" then one stocking then the other then my bra, then held there with just a lacy thong "is this enough?" NO was the answer as it was eased down my legs to gasps by those who had not realised the shaving and tossed to the corner of the room. I was then bumped 21 times and released reluctantly these guys would have held me there all night given the chance.
My clothes were not lying in a neat pile nor did I get any help as they were either hidden or sat on or stuffed in pockets or just teasingly thrown around the room. The girls did not allow me into the bedroom for replacements and I finished the party partly dressed but I had survived the day.