I nodded as she rolled my jeans down my legs. I sat my bare buttocks on her sofa and lifted both my legs as she tugged at my underwear and jeans, pulling them off my feet and dropping them onto the back of a chair.

I’d honestly never felt so self-conscious, sat there, suddenly nude. Lisa sat back beside me in her PVC dress and boots.

“What…” I began, “What am I going to be wearing?”

Lisa looked thoughtful for a second. “Do you know Tina?” she asked me. I nodded, although I only barely knew the girl she was talking about.

“She has something for you to put on,” she told me.

“And where’s Tina?”

“She’s on her way. Or at least she said she’d get her early.”

I looked wistfully at my clothes crumpled on the chair: I’d have preferred to have gotten undressed after my outfit had arrived, not before. Then I glanced up at the table across the room, laid out with drinks and empty glasses. I noticed what looked like a pair of handcuffs on the far corner and then averted my eyes in embarrassment. I don’t know why.

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“Oh my God, no!” Lucy muttered, ecstasy and agony together in one breath. Suddenly she was naked. Worse, she was naked on a park bench, her legs spread wide and her arms tied either side of her, and there was nothing she could do about it. Now she remembered the video that Kasia had referred to, and how much it had turned her on, watching the young woman stripped and tied, so publicly helpless. She had fantasised about it and watched it over and over again, but that didn’t mean she had wanted to act it out.

Kasia stopped stroking her. Lucy willed her to continue. She was so close to orgasm, and perhaps, if she did, then Kasia would untie her, return her clothes and take her home. She wanted that release so much that she would even endure this humiliation for it.

“Oh God, no no no no no,” she mumbled with her eyes closed. Kasia remained knelt between her legs.

“It was a good video, no?” Lucy heard her ask in her eastern European accent. For some reason, Lucy nodded in agreement.

Lucy opened her eyes. She looked around and saw the sight she most dreaded: people looking back. They dared not approach, but her nudity was too obvious to miss now. Kasia looked around.

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“I envy you,” she said, “It’s wonderful to be nude in the rain.”

I could have strangled her: if it’s that great then why didn’t you just do it and leave me as I was?

We arrived in the main square. There were a handful of people, apparently tourists, and all holding umbrellas. The rain was too heavy to be outside without one. Some of them looked in our direction and pointed and muttered to each other. I folded my arms across my chest and tried to huddle in on myself.

“Are you cold?” Mia asked me.

“No,” I said, “I just don’t want to be here.”

But that didn’t seem to matter to Mia. Maybe I should have claimed to feel the chill and hope for some sympathy, but it still felt very warm despite the rain.

We kept walking. We appeared to be heading directly towards a young couple looking at a guide book. They noticed us when we were only ten paces away and I could see the surprise in their eyes as a naked woman walking towards them in the rain.

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