A Tale by The Alphabet Poster

I started working in a large nightclub a few years back for a job when I was a student. This is part of a chain and the games often involved players ending up naked on the stage. All new recruits are initiated by having to take part in the first show on their first night, The Compere is in on this and calls for the new girl who has to walk through the crowd who are well aware of what is next.
I did the walk but some others who did not realise that this was going to happen had to be dragged or sometimes the guys will carry the girls over the heads of the crowd. If you work in a club which specialises in such games you should be expecting some fun yourself surely.
However on my turn I did the walk although some guys from the bar were round me to make sure I got there.
The games change around every week but on the turn of a card mostly girls lose an item of clothing so although it's a game of chance, the chances are if you go up on stage you will be leaving minus your clothes, particularly if you are the new recruit to the club.
The game was as usual loud chaotic with the crowd screaming at every removal and by an odd chance 2 girls on stage with me were very unlucky and lost everything quickly, I have to say they were not wearing much and had intended getting naked as a ploy to pick up guys but I still had skirt bra and pants. I had lost shoes early on and to large cheers had to take off company t shirt which the compere had thrown into the crowd so I was not going to see that again.
The compere sent the 2 naked girls to get dressed and they left by the stage side still holding their clothes, there is an area backstage but I think they just wanted more attention.
So back to me I am still on stage when the compere reminds everyone about my first night and how I have to uohod tradition. So I had to keep playing cards on my own guessing higher or lower and each item of clothing was thrown into the crowd.
At each loss the compere spun my situation out by getting the crowd to nominate the item and I was standing on a box with nowhere to go.
Once naked he called for some of my new colleagues to come to collect me they had to carry me back to the safety of the bar. I got my shoes back and they gave me another t shirt, our female boss took me into the storeroom and handed me a new pair of shorts from a packet. She had a box of them from a drinks promotion and had been using them up since the compere suggested upping the show by discarding the recruits clothing. His job was to wing the crowd up for a good night and this obviously worked.
I got back to work and veryone knew what I had on under the uniform but after a few wind ups we got on with a busy night.
At the end of the night and the customers are all away we have to clean up all the glasses and tables when that is done we can sit down for a drink ourselves. Inevitably the conversation turned to how my initiation went and stories from the rest of the crew. One of the girls said that she had missed my show because she had been the one checking stock and was not in the room, this I know now is the cue for initiation part 2.
The girls grabbed me and removed my shoes, now when your shoes are removed there is a vulverability about it and you realise that you are powerless.
I was given a choice, I could be stripped of my 2 items of clothing there and then (I knew they could) or I could make a run for it and they could chase me round the club. If I was caught they would take one item from me and if I could last a minute they would let me go.
I could not just say "strip me" so faced with the choice I said I would run.
They gave me 5 seconds start and off I went, It took them about 15 seconds to corner me and after a struggle they took my t shirt off me. I got another start but they were all round the club and I could not avoid being caught for a second time. I was carried back to where our drinks were and still held up by the arms and legs my shorts and vanity were slip down my legs and off over my feet. I was butt naked in a nightclub with my new colleagues still held up for all to see.
The boss asked if I had brought a coat and they let me loose to go and get it and put it on. It was a three quarter length coat which I immediately put on to cover my modesty.
Since I had put the coat on and it covered me it was then decided that I should go home like that.
As more new recruit arrive I must admit the pattern is similar other than they usually lose the game quickly and it goes on to the real game.
The box of shorts is emptying qickly so we will see what happens then, and most choose to run after hours!