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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I had met the couple a couple of times before over the last year, a few parties we had all been at. They were fun and sexy and up for anything, just like me and that in itself was a big turnon.
She was a 'pocket rocket' - quite small but curvy, great tits and such a gorgeous, innocent smile you'd never know what a kinky minx she was. He was such a nice fella, we'd chatted before about the football and usual smalltalk and we'd got on well. I'd not played as much as I'd wanted to at parties because they were always in such demand amongst the participants but we'd messaged on fab a few times.
I'd got a new message from them one week with a photo. I opened it and saw, with suprise, that it was one my Mistress had taken before when she'd dressed me up in her clothes to amuse her. I thought she was keeping that private but I knew they were friends...she'd obviously passed it on...
I read the message and gasped. It was short and to the point. their phone number was there and I was told to meet them at a petrol station outside of Belfast and, most worryingly, to dress up for them. The picture was an unspoken threat, they knew where I lived as they'd dropped me home before and if I didn't do what they wanted..
And here I was in my car, waiting nervously. I had no idea what would happen or where I was going. I had dressed up as ordered- in my own head I looked sexy but I'm sure I looked a state. I had knee length socks, white with pink hearts, black patent high heels, white matching knickers and bra and a pink wig. Of course I had worn a big heavy coat over the top of this but a text had come through ordering me to take it off so I was sitting in this outfit in my car nervously wondering if they were watching me or if they just...knew.
I waited and waited for what seemed forever. I jumped as my phone rang loud in the silence. I answered nervously and she told me to follow their car and I saw her blond hair in the window as a car drove slowly past me. I tried to follow directly but there was suddenly half a dozen other cars also following- it was a quiet country road and these cars were quite obviously a part of what was going on..
I pulled out eventually and followed, I was cold and numb with fear. It went through my mind to turn back, to get away quickly but I remembered the photo and the thoughts of what could happen made my decision for me.
We were out in the country, I would have no help, no way of getting away if anything happened. My heart was racing as I saw all the cars turn off and park in a carpark. As I was parking my own car I saw many people getting out and walking over to a very basic stone building, more like a big bus stop with one side exposed to the fields on the other side.
I parked and took a deep breath. I startled as a loud rap on my window broke my concentration. I opened the door and got out carefully in the heels and the couple both looked me up and down and grinned at each other.
"Come on, slut, they're all waiting for you..." he said as they started walking over to the building.
Gingerly I started picking my way across the uneven carpark surface to whatever they had planned... |
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