Adventures of Karen K by Karen K - Beauty Contest Losers Streak

Thanks to BB for finding this one and sending it in!

I originally posted my accounts of being initiated and our birthday practises on the old site which was removed. I was sat here a bit board my husband away and fed up with browsing that I thought I’d write about a recent situation I found myself in. 

I can not remember what pseudonym I used last time so I will give you a brief reminder of my previous posts first. I went to work within a cosmetic demonstration and sales team. We have an initiation ceremony where we check new girls collars and cuffs. Every birthday you get stripped or willingly strip it’s a great incentive to keep up appearances. There ate lots of pranks and forfeits within the team. 

We recently where in a competition. I won’t say any more so that we are not identified. One of the other teams our arch rivals was also in the competition. Our former boss had gone to work for them when there was some re-organization and redundancies. On the first evening at the conference which included the competition we where all in the bar and getting a little drunk a bet was made. 

Well I won’t bore you with the details now or the blow by blow account of the competition but on the second evening we where ahead by just a few points. This led to a few silly side bets and a final bet.

Well come the end of the competition we won 4 out of the 7 single events but lost the overall competition due to points spread of individual team members not by much. It took a lot of drink on both teams for us to eventually end up upstairs in the conference area with the doors barred.

Silvia one of the other team members was first to pay up for a side bet she had with carol from our team. She had to strip down to underwear and have her face made up using our product range. Next up was their team leader who had had a side bet with our leader over one particular event. We’d seen her nude during our birthday celebrations when she was our leader but thought her new team should have a good look. 

 

She had to stand on our stand and strip completely naked. I do mean completely since once her clothes where off we then made her remove her jewellery which made sure she left nothing uncovered. 

Next it was the team forfeit. We’d foolishly agreed to one of us streaking the long corridor. In the middle was a glass bridge which allowed other guests and public to see people moving from conference hall to hotel. They would pick who by a method of their choice.

First the method. The six of us had to strip down to various states of undress but not total undress. This was decided by drawing lots. This was obviously our former bosses idea.

Our new boss Shaz, 23, blonde about 5ft 5inches, 36c, 26, 28 was drawn first. We knew that she was not a true blonde. I guessed that the old bosses smile said it all when she drew the slip. She soon found herself just in her tops trying to cover her pubes by pulling her top down. Next was Carol, 31, 5ft 4inches, dark haired, 32, 26, 30. She soon found herself in just panties. Next was Samantha, blonde truly, 4ft 9 inches, 36d, 24, 26. She was very reluctant as always but soon found herself topless but dressed below. Next was me 38, raven black hair, 38c, 32, 24. I was soon stripped to just my bra and try my best to shield my bush. Next was Margie 24, redhead, 34a, 26, 28, she was one of the two lucky ones just having to strip to her underwear. Lastly, our newest member of the team 19, dusky blonde, false, 36b, 24, 26. She had to remove her clothing apart from her jacket. 

Next bit was the way they chose the streaker. We had to run around the inside of the outer exhibit bays then down the competition alley. Last one back would be doing the streak. Well the youngsters had a clear advantage. Even those trying their best to cover. It was down to me and Carol but I managed to just beat her. Still breathless she was instructed to remove her panties which she did with a scowl. Carol had streaked many times as a dare or a whim. 

They collected her panties from her then dropped the bombshell. We should have realised that two of their number arrived at the end of the competition alley after the others.

They had confiscated our left clothing. The old boss again. Well we where told the choice. We could strip here and run the corridor or go as we where for our room passes which had been hand into reception. The rest of us could do it as a group or separately but Carol had to do it first by herself. They’d keep hold of our remaining clothing. We didn’t have much choice. Carol now naked walked back to the barred doors and look through the window. It was stipulated that carol had to run and not cover and that the door would be held open. She had to touch the wall at the hotel end after the lifts. 

Carol set off and duly ran the corridor as instructed. 

Breathless on her return. Next up we decided to go together. Although I was covering best I could being last one to the bridge part the youngsters a good few paces ahead it felt as if I was suspended in the sky naked. worse bit was on the way back the youngsters where finished as I approached the bridge and out of puff had to walk over it. People where passing by down below thank God none looked up I think.

Once back in the hall the other team was not satisfied with our total humiliation they presented us with our jackets and ran off saying our stuff could be found behind a sofa in the registration area. This meant walking with the jackets drawing attention to us to the lower floor. We couldn’t avoid being seen. At least ten other delegates saw us and burst out laughing. It was the talk of breakfast.

If anyone as copies of my original posts here or can remember what name I used could you let me know.