My 45th Birthday heralded my second treat. Each birthday I
wondered if there would be a treat to pay. My daughter had left the
warehouse for her gap year and I was told by nemesis junior and senior
on one occasion bumping into her on the street that number one daughters
leaving payment was to work completely naked hands on head around the
sacking shelves of the big new food goods warehouse. I once timed myself
walking around that shed it took me just on ten minutes. I tried not to
imaging myself or my daughter doing it but whether being naked and bare
foot would make you slower or quicker. My daughter had started at
university media studies and in the vacations would return to the
warehouse. I tried to make sure I wasn’t around for these visits just in
case payment was required. The MD’s wife and nemesis would drop hints
including:- working a shift in the clean store in just the white coat
with nothing else on, a ride topless in a truck, and a naked walk around
the canteen full of staff, and a naked run around the stacking on more
than one occasion.
I had seen nemesis junior and the MD’s wife have to run down the corridor of the admin block in just panties when they messed up some paper work that was relatively important. There where rumours about both of them having to pay treats to the senior management but I’d never witnessed any.
I thought my second treat would be a lot easier than my first. My daughter had got her degree and had found a job in a media company in London. Then the recession came and just after 2 months the company let her go as they put it and just before Christmas she ended up home. She immediately against my pleas returned to working at the warehouse. Has it turned out she was only there working on the floor for a month when the MD asked her to help him develop a new marketing campaign. She’d done marketing as part of her degree and now she works for the company has a marketing manager.
So as my birthday came close I was concerned about having to do a treat and equally not having to do one. Since the MD’s comment I had realised that I did in deed like my little adventures and replayed them in my mind and elaborated them. I was more concerned not having to do it in front of number one daughter. Equally on her return I’d worked out that the usual two week trial point would be just before my birthday.
I arrived at the ware house to do some routine assessments of four workers who had injured themselves lifting to see if they where ready to return to normal duties. The MD’s wife popped her head around the door and wished me happy birthday for the next day. She gave me her customary kiss and a card. I finished the last assessment and was writing up the notes when there was a knock at the door. I called come in and the door opened.
My daughter came through the door and I immediately interrogated her. “Where are your clothes?” I asked as if I didn’t no.
“Where do you think in the dispatch office. Let me get warm” she said entering rubbing her hands and body hugging herself as she crossed to the radiator. The dispatch office having a clear central space was normally where victims where stripped or their clothes put if it was going to be a ‘prolonged suffering’ as one of the older workers once called it to me.
“What have they made you do?” I asked.
“Nothing yet just had to strip and put this on and come and get you for your treat” she said causing my stomach to cramp at the word treat. She was dressed by the way, if you can call wearing a bath robe dressed. It was one of the rainbow stripped ones that hung up behind my door for patients to wear to be seen by the doctor or physiotherapist. I had noticed one was missing but thought that the laundry hadn’t returned it.
I could tell that she did not have any outer clothes or footwear being bare leged I was hoping that she had her underwear on underneath.
“I’m not doing my treat with you like that” I said.
“I don’t very much I’ll be wearing this much longer when we get to the shed” she said. I blushed but controlled it.
“(MD’s Wife) said you might be a bit reticent so she said to tell you that I will suffer double and you’ll end up paying more than you are prepared to lose” my stomach cramped again at her words and my motherly instinct to protect my little 22 year old baby kicked in.
“Okay lets get it over with” I said and stood to make for the door.
“Not so fast mum you have to go over dressed like this” she said sweeping her hands over herself. I blushed.
“I’m not walking around like that” I said.
“Okay I’ll go and tell (MD’s wife) shall I” she said.
I of course was in three minds. One wanted whatever was coming. One didn’t. One didn’t want to seem too keen to my daughter. Another really didn’t want my daughter to see me doing whatever was planned and I didn’t really want to know what they had planned for her let alone see.
I stepped after a thinking pause to the side of my intended course and moved to the robes hung up to the side of the door. I took down the first robe which had not be used that day. I crossed to the treatment table and drew the screens. My number one daughter saying “Oh mummy, I’ve seen it all”.
I slipped off my flat shoes and then took off my dress belt before reaching behind and un zipping it. I shrugged it off my shoulders keeping hold of it and lowered it sufficient that I could step out of it. I put it over the table. I next took off my slip I had taken to wearing these to give an extra layer of warmth and the fact that the new dresses where a bit more see-through than the old ones. I then took off my tights and put on the robe.
I pulled back the curtains to see number one daughter smiling and trying to still warm herself. “Lets get this over with” I said.
“You’ll need your panties with you” she said. This caused me a blush, not sure why, perhaps it was the thought that I’d been stupid enough to take my underwear off.
“Don’t be funny I’m wearing them” I said with a mocking tone.
“Sorry, (Has might well be my girl I thought) I thought I had made it clear but perhaps not you need to dress like me” she said.
“I am!” I said quite indigent.
She looked perplexed and then said “Oh no mum I’ve got nought on under this” I now blushed.
“You can’t mean….” I said and she nodded. I cross eyed her and went back behind the curtain pulling it over. I slipped off the robe and removed somewhat hesitantly my bra then my panties. I replaced the robe fastened it and took a deep breath before turning pausing took another deep breath and pulled back the curtain.
“Satisfied?” I said dangling my black panties from my left hand and giggling them.
“You can put them in your pocket for the walk” she said, how kind I thought.
She led off down the long corridor of the utility block. I was showing caution at passing the canteen room for staff, she was just walking quite abandoned. The corridor seemed extra long. Has we approached the side door to go out and cross the yard I could see to male and a female worker crisscrossing the yard. They had almost disappeared as we reached the door and I expected my daughter to stop wait until they had gone and check for signs of life. But no she just walked straight out pushing the door open making enough noise to wake the dead.
January was especially cold that year we’d had a frost on the ground all day. The cold air soon found on protected parts. The metal steps sent a chill spear up my body. I drew breath and made a strange exclamation sound.
“Its okay they’ll freeze numb after a few steps” my number one daughter said. By the time we got to the new clean shed I was shivering. I was surprised that we’d gone to the clean shed since normally initiations and the likes where always done in the old shed. At least the clean unit was very warm. Well in comparison to the other more open sheds any way. We walked in and into the packaging area. MD’s wife and nemesis junior where already there.
“Are good” MD’s wife said and Nemesis started clapping, “Ladies can I have your attention please”
Stood to the side was a 30 year old women and a younger say 24/26 year old woman. They where dressed in panties. Both where covering their naked breasts. I’d not seen these two for a medical and wondered why not.
“Right (AFN) you stand here whilst these three make their joining payment.” Nemesis junior said.
I moved to the spot she indicated.
“Right {name} you first hands on head” MD’s wife said. The older woman hesitated.
“Do I have to” she asked?
“Yes you do you know well the rules” MD’s wife said.
She raised her hands on to her head and began her work around the outside of the packing benches. At least in hear it was all women. There where a few men who worked in the clean shed but I could not see them. The woman took about five minutes to complete her walk. Mean while MD’s wife and nemesis junior made small talk with the occasional catty remark about the woman’s figure. She returned to the start and was told to stand hands on head.
Next the younger woman was sent on her way and she more scampered than walked and was made to stop and twirl as punishment after each little scamper. She took about the same time in the end and was sent to stand hands on head next to the older women.
By now I was getting worked up. I figured that I and my daughter would have to either put our panties on first then take the robes off or at worse take the robes off and put our panties on.
“Right (number one daughter) your turn you know what you have to do” Nemesis said.
My daughter surprised me she stripped off the robe to be naked. She let it drop to the floor and placed her hands on her head. She moved to the centre of the open area between the first benches and the entry and slowly twirled ensuring that I got a very good view of everything. I looked away and blushed but MD’s wife saw me.
“You looked good enough at the other two so you can give your daughter a good viewing or I’ll have her here naked every day for a month” MD’s wife said.
I looked up at this and couldn’t help but take in my daughters fully naked front. Then as she slowly turned her rear. She was then sent on her way to much applause and canting like the other two women had received from the room of some 20 to 30 women. She walked slowly and precisely turn her body angle to make sure she was seen well by every one. Some woman turned away only to then sneak a peek. My daughter arrived back and was sent to stand next to the two topless woman.
“Right your turn {AFN}” nemesis said.
“I’m not doing it naked” I said.
“Well you have a choice. Once naked with hands on head, twice naked but covering what you can, three times topless hands on head or four times topless covering. “ MD’s wife said.
I was well I wasn’t sure what but I was processing the meaning of it. I wasn’t thinking 1, 2, 3 or 4 rounds but 5, 10, 15, or 20 minutes.
“I can’t do any of them” I said.
“Oh I think you can or I’ll have both of you plus these two doing the figure of eight streak outside around the sheds.” MD’s wife said.
“I’ll freeze” was all I could say.
I thought about it. Well nude no way. So 3 or 4. Ummh.
“I’ll do one of the topless ones but I’m putting my panties on first before I take the robe off” I said.
“Okay” said MD’s wife.
I looked at my poor daughter and the other two women where they going to have to stand there like that until I was finished.
I turned my back to the audience and took my black panties out of my packet and slipped into them. Once I had secured them around my body and I undid my robes belt and slipped it off. I prepared myself and then turned around and began my first circuit. It took ages. The woman canting and cheering. As I turned at the bottom I could look up across the packing benches at my naked daughter and the two topless women. Depending on the angle and whether I was at a alley way between the benches of in line with the benches I could either see my daughter just topless or fully naked. I arrived back at the start MD’s wife and nemesis grinning broadly. I started back down the first side again back to the row of models. I heard the clean door barrier whoosh and looked to see who had come in. It was the MD.
Before I could enact what I had thought nemesis called out to me that if I tried to shield myself I’d start again. MD’s wife was commanding the other two woman to put there hands back on their heads.
I continued on my way topless hands on head knowing that the MD was going to see at least my boobs. He was giving my daughter and the other two woman a good viewing. I completed that circuit and started on my final tour. I was a bit quicker this time wanting it over with and to get covered. But the MD made sure he had a good look by walking amongst the benches. Once I arrived back I had to do a twirl for the near dropping of my hands then was allowed to dress.
My daughter was told to stay naked until she and I where called for but the other two women where allowed to dress and where sent off to the admin office. My panties where no where to be seen. I stood around my daughter naked chatting to the MD the other women want back to work and looked over to my daughter once an a while. She was not management at this point that came the next week but the MD was talking to my daughter about it.
The wall phone rang and the MD answered it and said we both could go over to my office. My daughter put her robe on and off we went. Once more freezing our tender parts. When back at my office MD’s wife and nemesis where waiting. The curtains had been pulled around the bed so that I noticed straight away my clothes had gone.
“Where are my clothes?” I asked.
“In your locker” MD’s wife said.
“OH you idiot my keys in the pocket” I said.
MD’s wife produced the key from her pocket and dangled it from the finger tips of her right hand. I made for it but being cold I wasn’t quick enough.
“Not so fast. You are both to strip off and put your hands on your head and give me a good show and you can have the key or you can go home naked. (I looked and she must have read my mind for she said quickly with a smile). Yes we’ll strip that robe off you first”.
What could we do but comply. I removed the robe as did my daughter and stood hands on head. I was made to spread my legs and they both circled me for a look. My daughter suffered a similar fate. We where then allowed the key and told to go and get our clothes from my locker like that. This meant a naked walk down the full-length of the corridor to the female changing rooms and back carrying our clothes. The clothes where in a security holdall zip locked and we figure correctly the nemesis would have the key. We dressed with the two of them watching us then after hugs where taken to the admin office for abirthday cake and tea.
Oh nearly forgot.
The reason I had not given the two women medicals was that the 30 year old was just a friend of the MD’s wife. Her hubby was a friend of the MD. The young woman was the daughter of a neighbour. My daughter said that her mother had done a streak at the ware house some years before as a payment for some neighbourly disagreement. The MD’s wife I had found out some years ago was a bi-sexual dominatrix.
I had seen nemesis junior and the MD’s wife have to run down the corridor of the admin block in just panties when they messed up some paper work that was relatively important. There where rumours about both of them having to pay treats to the senior management but I’d never witnessed any.
I thought my second treat would be a lot easier than my first. My daughter had got her degree and had found a job in a media company in London. Then the recession came and just after 2 months the company let her go as they put it and just before Christmas she ended up home. She immediately against my pleas returned to working at the warehouse. Has it turned out she was only there working on the floor for a month when the MD asked her to help him develop a new marketing campaign. She’d done marketing as part of her degree and now she works for the company has a marketing manager.
So as my birthday came close I was concerned about having to do a treat and equally not having to do one. Since the MD’s comment I had realised that I did in deed like my little adventures and replayed them in my mind and elaborated them. I was more concerned not having to do it in front of number one daughter. Equally on her return I’d worked out that the usual two week trial point would be just before my birthday.
I arrived at the ware house to do some routine assessments of four workers who had injured themselves lifting to see if they where ready to return to normal duties. The MD’s wife popped her head around the door and wished me happy birthday for the next day. She gave me her customary kiss and a card. I finished the last assessment and was writing up the notes when there was a knock at the door. I called come in and the door opened.
My daughter came through the door and I immediately interrogated her. “Where are your clothes?” I asked as if I didn’t no.
“Where do you think in the dispatch office. Let me get warm” she said entering rubbing her hands and body hugging herself as she crossed to the radiator. The dispatch office having a clear central space was normally where victims where stripped or their clothes put if it was going to be a ‘prolonged suffering’ as one of the older workers once called it to me.
“What have they made you do?” I asked.
“Nothing yet just had to strip and put this on and come and get you for your treat” she said causing my stomach to cramp at the word treat. She was dressed by the way, if you can call wearing a bath robe dressed. It was one of the rainbow stripped ones that hung up behind my door for patients to wear to be seen by the doctor or physiotherapist. I had noticed one was missing but thought that the laundry hadn’t returned it.
I could tell that she did not have any outer clothes or footwear being bare leged I was hoping that she had her underwear on underneath.
“I’m not doing my treat with you like that” I said.
“I don’t very much I’ll be wearing this much longer when we get to the shed” she said. I blushed but controlled it.
“(MD’s Wife) said you might be a bit reticent so she said to tell you that I will suffer double and you’ll end up paying more than you are prepared to lose” my stomach cramped again at her words and my motherly instinct to protect my little 22 year old baby kicked in.
“Okay lets get it over with” I said and stood to make for the door.
“Not so fast mum you have to go over dressed like this” she said sweeping her hands over herself. I blushed.
“I’m not walking around like that” I said.
“Okay I’ll go and tell (MD’s wife) shall I” she said.
I of course was in three minds. One wanted whatever was coming. One didn’t. One didn’t want to seem too keen to my daughter. Another really didn’t want my daughter to see me doing whatever was planned and I didn’t really want to know what they had planned for her let alone see.
I stepped after a thinking pause to the side of my intended course and moved to the robes hung up to the side of the door. I took down the first robe which had not be used that day. I crossed to the treatment table and drew the screens. My number one daughter saying “Oh mummy, I’ve seen it all”.
I slipped off my flat shoes and then took off my dress belt before reaching behind and un zipping it. I shrugged it off my shoulders keeping hold of it and lowered it sufficient that I could step out of it. I put it over the table. I next took off my slip I had taken to wearing these to give an extra layer of warmth and the fact that the new dresses where a bit more see-through than the old ones. I then took off my tights and put on the robe.
I pulled back the curtains to see number one daughter smiling and trying to still warm herself. “Lets get this over with” I said.
“You’ll need your panties with you” she said. This caused me a blush, not sure why, perhaps it was the thought that I’d been stupid enough to take my underwear off.
“Don’t be funny I’m wearing them” I said with a mocking tone.
“Sorry, (Has might well be my girl I thought) I thought I had made it clear but perhaps not you need to dress like me” she said.
“I am!” I said quite indigent.
She looked perplexed and then said “Oh no mum I’ve got nought on under this” I now blushed.
“You can’t mean….” I said and she nodded. I cross eyed her and went back behind the curtain pulling it over. I slipped off the robe and removed somewhat hesitantly my bra then my panties. I replaced the robe fastened it and took a deep breath before turning pausing took another deep breath and pulled back the curtain.
“Satisfied?” I said dangling my black panties from my left hand and giggling them.
“You can put them in your pocket for the walk” she said, how kind I thought.
She led off down the long corridor of the utility block. I was showing caution at passing the canteen room for staff, she was just walking quite abandoned. The corridor seemed extra long. Has we approached the side door to go out and cross the yard I could see to male and a female worker crisscrossing the yard. They had almost disappeared as we reached the door and I expected my daughter to stop wait until they had gone and check for signs of life. But no she just walked straight out pushing the door open making enough noise to wake the dead.
January was especially cold that year we’d had a frost on the ground all day. The cold air soon found on protected parts. The metal steps sent a chill spear up my body. I drew breath and made a strange exclamation sound.
“Its okay they’ll freeze numb after a few steps” my number one daughter said. By the time we got to the new clean shed I was shivering. I was surprised that we’d gone to the clean shed since normally initiations and the likes where always done in the old shed. At least the clean unit was very warm. Well in comparison to the other more open sheds any way. We walked in and into the packaging area. MD’s wife and nemesis junior where already there.
“Are good” MD’s wife said and Nemesis started clapping, “Ladies can I have your attention please”
Stood to the side was a 30 year old women and a younger say 24/26 year old woman. They where dressed in panties. Both where covering their naked breasts. I’d not seen these two for a medical and wondered why not.
“Right (AFN) you stand here whilst these three make their joining payment.” Nemesis junior said.
I moved to the spot she indicated.
“Right {name} you first hands on head” MD’s wife said. The older woman hesitated.
“Do I have to” she asked?
“Yes you do you know well the rules” MD’s wife said.
She raised her hands on to her head and began her work around the outside of the packing benches. At least in hear it was all women. There where a few men who worked in the clean shed but I could not see them. The woman took about five minutes to complete her walk. Mean while MD’s wife and nemesis junior made small talk with the occasional catty remark about the woman’s figure. She returned to the start and was told to stand hands on head.
Next the younger woman was sent on her way and she more scampered than walked and was made to stop and twirl as punishment after each little scamper. She took about the same time in the end and was sent to stand hands on head next to the older women.
By now I was getting worked up. I figured that I and my daughter would have to either put our panties on first then take the robes off or at worse take the robes off and put our panties on.
“Right (number one daughter) your turn you know what you have to do” Nemesis said.
My daughter surprised me she stripped off the robe to be naked. She let it drop to the floor and placed her hands on her head. She moved to the centre of the open area between the first benches and the entry and slowly twirled ensuring that I got a very good view of everything. I looked away and blushed but MD’s wife saw me.
“You looked good enough at the other two so you can give your daughter a good viewing or I’ll have her here naked every day for a month” MD’s wife said.
I looked up at this and couldn’t help but take in my daughters fully naked front. Then as she slowly turned her rear. She was then sent on her way to much applause and canting like the other two women had received from the room of some 20 to 30 women. She walked slowly and precisely turn her body angle to make sure she was seen well by every one. Some woman turned away only to then sneak a peek. My daughter arrived back and was sent to stand next to the two topless woman.
“Right your turn {AFN}” nemesis said.
“I’m not doing it naked” I said.
“Well you have a choice. Once naked with hands on head, twice naked but covering what you can, three times topless hands on head or four times topless covering. “ MD’s wife said.
I was well I wasn’t sure what but I was processing the meaning of it. I wasn’t thinking 1, 2, 3 or 4 rounds but 5, 10, 15, or 20 minutes.
“I can’t do any of them” I said.
“Oh I think you can or I’ll have both of you plus these two doing the figure of eight streak outside around the sheds.” MD’s wife said.
“I’ll freeze” was all I could say.
I thought about it. Well nude no way. So 3 or 4. Ummh.
“I’ll do one of the topless ones but I’m putting my panties on first before I take the robe off” I said.
“Okay” said MD’s wife.
I looked at my poor daughter and the other two women where they going to have to stand there like that until I was finished.
I turned my back to the audience and took my black panties out of my packet and slipped into them. Once I had secured them around my body and I undid my robes belt and slipped it off. I prepared myself and then turned around and began my first circuit. It took ages. The woman canting and cheering. As I turned at the bottom I could look up across the packing benches at my naked daughter and the two topless women. Depending on the angle and whether I was at a alley way between the benches of in line with the benches I could either see my daughter just topless or fully naked. I arrived back at the start MD’s wife and nemesis grinning broadly. I started back down the first side again back to the row of models. I heard the clean door barrier whoosh and looked to see who had come in. It was the MD.
Before I could enact what I had thought nemesis called out to me that if I tried to shield myself I’d start again. MD’s wife was commanding the other two woman to put there hands back on their heads.
I continued on my way topless hands on head knowing that the MD was going to see at least my boobs. He was giving my daughter and the other two woman a good viewing. I completed that circuit and started on my final tour. I was a bit quicker this time wanting it over with and to get covered. But the MD made sure he had a good look by walking amongst the benches. Once I arrived back I had to do a twirl for the near dropping of my hands then was allowed to dress.
My daughter was told to stay naked until she and I where called for but the other two women where allowed to dress and where sent off to the admin office. My panties where no where to be seen. I stood around my daughter naked chatting to the MD the other women want back to work and looked over to my daughter once an a while. She was not management at this point that came the next week but the MD was talking to my daughter about it.
The wall phone rang and the MD answered it and said we both could go over to my office. My daughter put her robe on and off we went. Once more freezing our tender parts. When back at my office MD’s wife and nemesis where waiting. The curtains had been pulled around the bed so that I noticed straight away my clothes had gone.
“Where are my clothes?” I asked.
“In your locker” MD’s wife said.
“OH you idiot my keys in the pocket” I said.
MD’s wife produced the key from her pocket and dangled it from the finger tips of her right hand. I made for it but being cold I wasn’t quick enough.
“Not so fast. You are both to strip off and put your hands on your head and give me a good show and you can have the key or you can go home naked. (I looked and she must have read my mind for she said quickly with a smile). Yes we’ll strip that robe off you first”.
What could we do but comply. I removed the robe as did my daughter and stood hands on head. I was made to spread my legs and they both circled me for a look. My daughter suffered a similar fate. We where then allowed the key and told to go and get our clothes from my locker like that. This meant a naked walk down the full-length of the corridor to the female changing rooms and back carrying our clothes. The clothes where in a security holdall zip locked and we figure correctly the nemesis would have the key. We dressed with the two of them watching us then after hugs where taken to the admin office for abirthday cake and tea.
Oh nearly forgot.
The reason I had not given the two women medicals was that the 30 year old was just a friend of the MD’s wife. Her hubby was a friend of the MD. The young woman was the daughter of a neighbour. My daughter said that her mother had done a streak at the ware house some years before as a payment for some neighbourly disagreement. The MD’s wife I had found out some years ago was a bi-sexual dominatrix.
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