My First Story!
Emma swallowed hard, trying to keep her emotions under control. He looked her in her eyes and asked her âare you sure you are ready, there is no going back if you say yes?â. Frightening was an understatement, all the same, Emma looked him in the eye and said âIâm readyâ. He took from his pocket the leather collar and put it around her neck and did up the buckle, from his pocket again he produced a padlock, attached it to the buckle and clipped it closed. âThere is no turning back now Emma, the keys for the lock arenât here, so that isnât coming off any time soonâ.
She got in to the passenger seat and he the driving seat and they pulled away. Soon leaving Wimborne, they headed out into the countryside, soon the busy town was behind them, and they were in the middle of nowhere. Emmaâs heart was racing, although she had talked the scene through, really going through with it was a whole other level.
After twenty minutes or so of driving and continuous left and right turns being made, Emma had absolutely no idea where they were, they really were out lost in the countryside. He saw an entrance way to a field and slowed and pulled off the road to park up. With the engine turned off, he looked at Emma and said lets get out and then we can get you ready. Emma felt her head was going to explode and she could hear the blood whooshing in her ears.
Stepping out the car, it was a warm summers evening, and the sun wasnât far from setting. Emma stood at the side of the car as he walked around to talk to her. âNow slip off your dress and shoesâ he told her. As they had planned, Emma only had on a thin summer dress and nothing on underneath it, so in moments, she would be totally naked. She did as she was told and handed him her dress and shoes, which he took from her while walking to the boot of the car. Opening the boot, he places the clothes inside and picked up a carrier bag of items he had bought for her. Closing the boot he walked back to her handing her the bag. âPlease turn aroundâ he instructed and she did as she was told. From his pocket he produced a Sharpie marker, and proceeded to write on the small of her back. What he had written was a mobile phone number, a phone number of a phone that he had bought earlier that day so the number was not known to anyone or associated to him. This was the number someone, a stranger, would call later that night to help Emma get home!
Emma stood there holding the bag, as he walked back to the car, got in and drove away. So, this was it, there was no turning back now!
She looked in the bag to see what had been left for her. In the bag was the tiniest of dresses, much of it mesh or see-through and a pair of black patent heels. Her heart continued to race, realising how exposed she really was going to be. She put the dress over her head and stretched the fabric down over her naked body, with the hem of the dress barely covering her bum. The slashes in the dress and mesh sections meant that nothing was covered, she was all but completely naked and exposed if anyone looked for more than a few seconds. She took out the heels, and slipped her feet into them. They were exactly the right size for her, but with a heel way higher than anything she had worn before. Dumping the bag, it was time to start walking, she didnât even know which way to start to go. Just because he had driven away in the direction he did, there was no guarantee that was the direction she was going to need to go!
Dressed as she was, she couldnât just go home. The plan was she would spend the evening trying to find her way to a busier area, then to find someone to help her and they would then call the phone number to get her collected. Of course, the phone number was written on the small of her back, so there was no way she could read it herself, and also it couldnât be seen without the dress being lifted up.
To be continued!
She got in to the passenger seat and he the driving seat and they pulled away. Soon leaving Wimborne, they headed out into the countryside, soon the busy town was behind them, and they were in the middle of nowhere. Emmaâs heart was racing, although she had talked the scene through, really going through with it was a whole other level.
After twenty minutes or so of driving and continuous left and right turns being made, Emma had absolutely no idea where they were, they really were out lost in the countryside. He saw an entrance way to a field and slowed and pulled off the road to park up. With the engine turned off, he looked at Emma and said lets get out and then we can get you ready. Emma felt her head was going to explode and she could hear the blood whooshing in her ears.
Stepping out the car, it was a warm summers evening, and the sun wasnât far from setting. Emma stood at the side of the car as he walked around to talk to her. âNow slip off your dress and shoesâ he told her. As they had planned, Emma only had on a thin summer dress and nothing on underneath it, so in moments, she would be totally naked. She did as she was told and handed him her dress and shoes, which he took from her while walking to the boot of the car. Opening the boot, he places the clothes inside and picked up a carrier bag of items he had bought for her. Closing the boot he walked back to her handing her the bag. âPlease turn aroundâ he instructed and she did as she was told. From his pocket he produced a Sharpie marker, and proceeded to write on the small of her back. What he had written was a mobile phone number, a phone number of a phone that he had bought earlier that day so the number was not known to anyone or associated to him. This was the number someone, a stranger, would call later that night to help Emma get home!
Emma stood there holding the bag, as he walked back to the car, got in and drove away. So, this was it, there was no turning back now!
She looked in the bag to see what had been left for her. In the bag was the tiniest of dresses, much of it mesh or see-through and a pair of black patent heels. Her heart continued to race, realising how exposed she really was going to be. She put the dress over her head and stretched the fabric down over her naked body, with the hem of the dress barely covering her bum. The slashes in the dress and mesh sections meant that nothing was covered, she was all but completely naked and exposed if anyone looked for more than a few seconds. She took out the heels, and slipped her feet into them. They were exactly the right size for her, but with a heel way higher than anything she had worn before. Dumping the bag, it was time to start walking, she didnât even know which way to start to go. Just because he had driven away in the direction he did, there was no guarantee that was the direction she was going to need to go!
Dressed as she was, she couldnât just go home. The plan was she would spend the evening trying to find her way to a busier area, then to find someone to help her and they would then call the phone number to get her collected. Of course, the phone number was written on the small of her back, so there was no way she could read it herself, and also it couldnât be seen without the dress being lifted up.
To be continued!
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