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Monday, 24 March 2014

Betty 2

It was a few weeks before the next incident. I had been to town shopping for our some things for the week away that I had planned with the girls.

I arrived home and could tell that the girls where two quiet not to be up to mischief. I went outside to look for them and found them sitting around the table drinking lemonade. Well I had thought that they'd perhaps be playing something. I asked where Peter was and was informed that his mum had insisted that he go and cut his grand parents lawn.

I went in and got on with some house work. About an hour later I heard Peter's voice and thought nothing of it. Obviously, they wouldn't play spies with me around. About another hour late getting on for about 2 PM I was in my bedroom making the bed when suddenly I shocked myself looking up. Peter was stood in the door way with his toy pistol in his hand.

Do as you are told and you wouldn't be hurt. He said.

Don't be silly I said. I'm not playing with you. I think you will he said. I stood defiant. He smiled and said I had a choice either I could play nicely or he'd make it really hard for my girls. I gulped.

Where are they? I asked. Their safe for now but they might find themselves a little exposed if you don't do what I want. He said.

I gulped again.

Okay what do you want I asked.

Stand over there he said pointing to the open space between the bed and wall the door was on. I moved into the space.

Okay, hands on head he said. And I complied. he looked me up and down. Turn around he said and I did.

Now back to him he said do you have a bra on under that top.

yes I said.

OK take the bra off he said.

I dropped my hands and pushed down my boob tubed top, not the one I had on previously a different one this one was black. I unhooked the black strapless bra which fasten in front then dropped it on the bed. I then pulled up the top to cover myself.

Hands back on head he said. I did as requested.

he had me turn around again and looked me up and down before having me stop once more back to him.

Ok do you have panties on he asked.

Yes I answered.

Ok turn around and show me lift up your skirt.

I turned and hesitating with great trepidation and trembling of hands raised my mini skirt. The v of the black lacy panties came into show. I blushed at the thought of what i was doing but i was on fire, high as a kite.

Okay, take them off he said.

I gulped and blushed. i looked over my shoulder out of the window and wondered where and how my girls where. He saw me look.

You can either be taken to your girls clothed or naked its up to you. Right now your going clothed but unless you get them panties off for me I'll drag you there naked.

Although younger than me he was very fit and i felt he could probably manage it.


I slipped off the panties and he had me once more turn on the spot hands on head. Then he said for me to put my hands behind my back. I was a little concerned at this but he reassured me he was taking me to see my daughters then I and they would be released.

I put my hands behind my back and he cuffed them. I was alarmed at first then really alarmed because i realised there where the pair from my draw that my hubby use to use in our games. Gosh i knew what else was in that draw i was now sweating and trembling all over.

he had me walk out the bedroom down the stairs and out into my garden. He took me to my shed and had me go in. On the sun lounge was my younger daughters skirt and blouse and my older daughters dress that they had been wearing earlier. I was told to sit down on the stool and he tied my ankles together having removed my scholls. Now bare foot.

He disappeared and i was left like that. he reappeared after about five minutes and entered and hung up on a hook my panties and bra. Gosh, I blushed because I felt i knew what he was going to do.

Please peter, I can't let my girls see me like this. He smiled and left.

About 10 minutes passed and he returned this time I could hear the patter of bare feet on the pavement stones of my path. The door open and my younger daughter was brought in. She was just in her underwear and she was positioned facing the hook with me underwear hung on it. She turned and looked at me and I blushed and lowered my head.

Peter left again and about 10 minutes later I heard him returning with another set of bare feet. I braced myself for my older daughters entry. The door opened and I was shocked. It was not my eldest daughter but her friend. She was topless. She was pushed in having tried to back away. On seeing me. But Peter wasn't having it and pushed her up against the shed wall to face the hook. After she settled a bit she realised what she was looking at, blushed, and said. "Mrs Smith". Which made me blush.

Peter disappeared again leaving us alone once more. I'm not sure why but we just did not speak.

Peter came back with another pitter pattering set of feet. The door open and my eldest daughter was in front of me. Well I could only tell it was her by her birthmark, she was completely naked. A hood was over her head. I let out a gasp and then she realised I was there.

Peter pushed her in and quickly whipped off her hood. She now saw me tied up and then the other two to the side. Peter pulled my youngest daughter close to the door and pushed my naked eldest daughter in between the other two girls. "MUM" she exclaimed when she saw what was on the hook.

We where left like that Peter disappearing. he returned with the girls underwear and hung it up on the other hooks.

Right you have a choice you can come with me willingly to be interrogated next door or i can integrate you here in front of these. NO please no I said. Find then Peter said.

He told my youngest daughter to lay down on the sun lounger and she did. he tied her ankles and then he untied my ankles and had me stand in my younger daughters place near the door. He then had my eldest daughter's friend sit on the stool and he tied her ankles. I could now look to my left and see her naked breasts once more. My eldest daughter was now turned around bottom to shed wall. Naked breasts and bush on show. he tied her ankles and then looked at me.

Out side he said and I turned to the door. He reached passed me and opened it and i stepped out. he had me walk forward to my back door and stop and turn to face the shed. he went back in closing the door.

Gosh this really made me panic. It was bad enough the first time crossing this little space handcuffed for the world to see. But just stood there like that was just making me scream inside.

I could hear my younger daughter making a well exclaiming sound. I wondered what he was doing. Then my daughters fried yes. You promised in a loud voice.

Peter reappeared gun in hand. He waved me to walk along the side of the shed then behind it and around back and through the gate to his shed.

Once in side his shed he hand me stand facing the door legs slightly spread. Pull your skirt up so i can see your bush. he said. I blushed and waited not moving.

You can either do has i say or i can make it harder for your daughters and their friend.

I took a deep breath after weighing up my options. Then tried my best to pull my skirt up hands being cuffed behind my back. eventually I was blush both with embarrassment and effort my bush clear on show. Peter had me turn around now my naked bottom was on show. Then he had me turn back.

He now told me to turn. Good i knew what was coming but it still took me by surprise has the top was pulled down. He stepped back and admired his work before telling me to turn. I did slowly revealing my boobs to him. he smiled.


He now stepped forward and before i could even try to defend myself pulled the top down and off. Well at least it recovered me taking the skirt with it. he had me step out of the top and then turn around on the spot. He looked intently at me.

he then had me turn back to him. God he did it quickly he unbutton my skirt. I tried to ward him off with my cuffed hands but to no avail. i was stood stark naked and bottom to him. Not for long has he had me turn around slowly and keep turning so he saw it all.

He then had me sit down on the kitchen stool he positioned in the centre of the floor from the side where it was. He looked on me for ages then turned to leave. he turned back and smiled. nearly forgot the proof. he said. I looked puzzled and he bent over and picked up my top and skirt.

NO please no. I said but he just smiled. he left my clothes in his hand.

he was gone a while. I could hear his voice and the girls but not clearly enough to make out what was being said. Partly it was their shock of seeing my clothes knowing i was naked.

he came back to the shed some time later and had with him my underwear. he had me step into the panties then he fitted my bra for me. He then had me turn around a few times and admired me. he then reached into his pocket and pulled something out.

What is this he said.

it was an item from my draw. I blushed. Its a sex toy i said. I know he said, but what do you call it and do with it. I said it was a dildo and a woman pleasured herself with it. he laughed. No tha't what you call the other thing with the vibrator stuffed inside of it. This is a what? I blushed. I realised that this 17 year old new what it was. I gulped.

A anal plug I said.

he chuckled.

Okay back to the other shed he said. he turned open the door and stepped aside for me to follow. Now being outside in my rather skimpy, see-through panties and bra was much worse than being just handcuffed. I walked quickly around to my shed. I expected to be going in but no he had me turn away to the house.

he led me up stairs to my room and then had me lay down on my bed. he bound my ankles. I thought what next. he stood back and looked at me.

Your younger daughter and Cindy will be brought in to see you. he said. Cindy was my eldest friend. He disappeared and about five minutes later i heard feet on the stairs I turned my head to the door to look along the landing and first Cindy appeared. hands on head. Completely naked. Behind her was my youngest daughter hands on head completely naked.

They where brought into the room and peter give them instructions.

Cindy told me that peter had pulled her panties down and left her tied to the stool naked. My youngest daughter told me that Peter hand undone her bra and pulled her panties down and left her like that. It was the payment for them not believing that Peter could get me in the shed without underwear.

The reason they where stood naked was that they didn't believe he'd strip me. Peter now had them turn around slowly and i was made to look on pain of them spending even more time naked and not inside.

Peter then took them off to my eldest daughters room.

He disappeared down stairs and returned in about 10 minutes with my eldest daughter. Completely naked, hands tied behind back hooded.

She was brought into my bed room.

Ok is your mother naked or clothed. he asked.

Naked my daughter said.

Before i could say or do anything peter turned me over and unhooked my bra and pulled me back over pulling the bra clear. I screamed a little. Peter said no. but now she's topless and hung my bra around my daughters neck. He then turned back to me. I could tell what was in his eyes. No please no i said repeatedly but to no avail my panties where pulled down to my ankles.

Laying bottom on show he now pulled off my daughters hood.

She blushed at my nakedness much more than i did hers. he now untied my daughters hands and said. I most go for my tea bye. And with that he left us to figure out this event.

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