West Valley High Day

"Put these on," Kylie said, tossing a dress and a pair of shoes to Susan as she sat on the bed. Susan pulled on the thin sundress and looked at the shoes, a pair of three inch red pumps. She buckled the straps around her ankles and stood up, the dress coming just past her buttocks. Even a slight breeze and she would be exposed. Kylie chuckled and handed her a pair of red bikini panties. "Yeah, you'll need these too." Kylie capped off the ensemble with a thin metal day collar, which she locked around Susan's neck using a small wrench. It was a reminder that even though she'd been given clothes, Susan was still a sex slave.

The pair headed down to the lobby and Susan shuddered a little as Kylie led her through the lobby to the motor court where a black Town Car was waiting. Susan climbed in as carefully as she could, followed by Kylie, who was dressed in a black leather club dress with heels about as high as her own. "Champagne?" Kylie said, offering Susan a glass of bubbly. Susan figured she would need the liquid courage, so she took the glass and quickly downed it.

The car drove away from the secluded side of the island towards the more populated area as the girls had another drink. While the island was small and not as well known as other spring break locations, there was a decent crowd of young college students lining the streets outside the few neon-lit bars. The car came to a stop outside one of these and Kylie and Susan got out and headed towards the bar. Kylie flashed some sort of pass and the bouncer at the door cocked his head and the pair walked past a line of people waiting to get in.

"VIP?" Susan said.

Kylie replied, "Well, you are, babe. Couldn't be late for the wet T-shirt contest."

Susan groaned and was glad she at least had been given panties, although some shorts or a bikini bottom would have been nice. She was led to a small back room where a group of girls were changing into the small white shirts the club had provided. They all appeared to be around college aged, early 20s, many of them giggling as they nervously took off their shirts and bras and pulled on the white tees. A few tied off the bottom of their shirts to expose their bellies. There were some looks as Susan pulled off her minidress, exposing her red panties as most of them were still wearing short shorts or mini skirts/skorts, although one girl was in her bikini bottoms. Another saw Susan and stripped off her shorts to expose her bikini. Susan pulled the shirt over her head and let it fall tightly over her ample bosom. She realized her shirt was several sizes too small, unlike the other girls'

One by one, the girls were brought out onto the club's stage to the sounds of whooping and hollering from the crowd. As expected, the crowd went wild when Susan came out in her three inch heels and tiny red panties.

The music was turned up and the girls began dancing, some, like Susan, gyrating slowly to the rhythm of the club beat, while others were twerking at the edge of the stage, trying to rev up the crowd. The boys came out with the pitchers of ice cold water, and one by one, began soaking the white T-shirts, making them see-through.

Each girl was sent back to the line, then one by one called forward to dance. One girl grabbed the white shirt between her breasts and ripped it apart, exposing her chest to the crowd. A second girl, peeled off her denim shorts, and spun around to show off her black thong panties as another pitcher of water was poured over her chest. Susan stepped up and laughed as she felt the water hit her chest. She grabbed the shirt at the bottom and slowly lifted it over her breasts, pulling them up as she did so, so when she yanked the shirt, her tits bounced free. The crowd loved it.

It was not long before all of the girls were topless and dancing erotically on the stage. A tall brunette had moved center stage and was stripping off her skirt, revealing she was wearing nothing underneath. Susan had found herself wrapped up in the contest and knew she had to make a move. She strutted up behind the girl and placed her hands on her hips and began gyrating with her. Susan spun the girl around to face her, placing her arms around her neck. The girl leaned in and began kissing Susan as the crowd went ballistic. The other girls slowly stopped dancing as all eyes were on the naked brunette and blonde making out on stage.

The emcee got on his microphone and announced there were two obvious winners and Susan and her new friend took deep bows as guys threw dollar bills onto the stage,

Susan returned to Kylie ten minutes later, having retrieved her dress. The guys in the bar were all trying to get close to her and Kylie was getting worried so she caught the attention of the bouncer who led them outside to the groans of the guys surrounding them.

"Well, that was fun," Kylie said as she took Susan's hand and led her down the street toward another bar. "Really didn't think you'd take that seriously."

"You know I'm a competitor. That's why you keep putting me in these challenges. How much have you made this week?"

"Couple thou. You don't need the cash, but it might come in handy for me." Kylie had a weird look on her face as she said that and Susan decided to drop the subject.

"Ooh, this should be fun," Kylie said, leading Susan into another bar. In the middle of this bar was a large hexagonal ring. "Lemme see if they need another girl." Susan shrugged as Kylie headed up to a man setting up a microphone. He looked over at Susan with a lecherous grin and nodded. Kylie returned and said "you're in."

Susan looked at the ring and realized it was a swimming pool with thick padded sides. She quickly deduced it was an oil wrestling ring and she would soon be participating in another humiliating contest. She was led to a back room where 7 other girls were already standing around, each wearing colored bikinis. Susan was handed a hot pink bikini and she stripped off her dress, panties and heels and tied the bikini around her body. The other bikinis were red, yellow, blue, green, orange, purple, and black.

The emcee, a man named Jack, approached the mic and called out for the girls. They came out one after another as Jack made his announcements. "Tonight we have 8 lovely ladies vying for the championship. As usual, they are identified by the color of their costumes. Please take a few minutes to examine our contestants and place your bets by dropping your bet envelope in the appropriate colored bucket. Ladies, your goal is simple. The ring has eight posts. Each has a pair of handcuffs attached to it. Drag one of our competitors to the post and handcuff her to it, and she is out.

The men and women in the audience eyed up the girls and placed their bets. Susan saw a large majority were placed on the stocky brunette in the green bikini. She looked like a rugby player and could no doubt overpower any of the other women. Susan took the time to check out her competition as well. There were a few girls who looked a little nervous, like they had been coerced into competing.

A whistle blew and the girls were sent to the ring. They each climbed over the sides and tried to keep their feet but they soon found themselves sliding on their asses trying to get traction. Susan had targeted a girl in yellow who did not look like she wanted to be here and had stuck close to her as they enter the ring. She pounced on top of her and pulled her arm behind her. The girl tried to twist away, but Susan was definitely stronger. She managed to get to her knees and slide the girl towards one of the posts and after some struggle, got the handcuff on her. Susan felt a little guilty but knew others beside Kylie were watching and there would be punishment if she didn't take this seriously.

Rugby girl had already smashed the girl in blue into the mat, stripped off her bikini top, and used it to gag her before dragging her to the post by her hair. She quickly cuffed her wrist and left the crying girl topless and gagged while the audience cheered.

Susan held back as she watched four other competitors struggling. Red and orange were up against the side of the rink trying to stay on their feet. Red had already lost her bikini top. Purple and black were down on their knees, more or less slap fighting.

Susan was worried rugby girl would be coming for her next so she slid up behind purple and grabbed her around the neck. Black grabbed at the girl's legs and for a moment she was stretched out, her arms flailing. But rugby girl saw her opening and went after black, grabbing her by the ankles, causing her to flop face first into the oil. The girl climbed on top of her prey and untied the girl's bikini and used it to bind the girl's wrists together before stripping off the girl's bikini bottom as well. She dragged the poor girl through the oil to her pole and placed the cuff around the girl's ankle instead of her wrist, leaving her cruelly exposed with her wrists still tied behind her back.

Susan, meanwhile, dragged her hapless prey by the neck to another post and slapped on the handcuff. With four girls out of the contest, it seemed rugby girl had the same thought as Susan. Take out the other two and then deal with each other. Red and orange had not made much progress. Each had a hold of the other's hair and they were pulling each other in the oil.

Susan came up behind orange and yanked on her ankle. The girl turned as Susan twisted the leg up to the girl's butt. She let go of red's hair to deal with her attacker and then it happened. Rugby girl launched herself at red, her forearm crashing hard into the girl's back. Susan and orange paused in shock as she heard the loud noise and the scream from young woman. Rugby twisted the girl's left arm behind her back up to her neck and the girl screamed again. Rugby girl pinned the girl's face into the oil to silence her and the girl was flailing, unable to breathe. The emcee yelled for Rugby to let her up and rugby girl flipped her prey over and slapped the woman hard across the face. Two men jumped into the ring, and tried to pull rugby girl off her prey, but the girl had gone berserk and started pummeling red with her fists. Jack and another bouncer jumped in and were able to slap handcuffs on rugby girl.

Susan and orange had climbed out of the ring, not believing what they had seen. Kylie came over and grabbed Susan. "Let's get out of here." and led Susan out of the club to the sidewalk where the town car was waiting. Susan had left her dress and heels behind so she was now wearing only the oily bikini.

"What the fuck was that?" Susan said as they settled into the car, her oily body sliding on the leather seats.

"That was mental," Kylie said. "I hope that poor girl is okay."

"So, are we done?" Susan asked.

Kylie smiled. "Oh, no. We have one more stop. But first we need to get you cleaned up."

As she said this, the town car made a right turn into a self service car wash and the driver pulled into one of the bays. Kylie told Susan to get out and take off the bikini. The bay was dark and there was no one around. When she was naked, she was told to climb onto the hood of the car. Susan did as she was told and the driver came out and used bungee cords to tie Susan's wrists to the side view mirrors. Kylie used a pair of bungee cords to strap Susan's ankles to the bumper, leaving her spread wide open.

Kylie swiped a credit card on the car wash machine and grabbed the black hose. The driver had his cell phone out and started taking a video as rainbow soap came out of the hose and Kylie began spraying it on Susan's naked body. The soapy water was chilly and Susan was soon shivering despite the warm night air.

When Susan was thoroughly covered in soapy water, Kylie put the hose back in its holder and grabbed a brush from the wall. The brush was harsh and prickly and Kylie used it roughly all over Susan's body, especially scrubbing her breasts and nipples aggressively. The girl tried her best to remain quiet to not draw attention to her predicament as Kylie brought the brush between her legs and started scouring her.

Kylie turned a knob on the control panel and pulled the hose back out. While the soap had been chilly, the rinse water was ice cold and Susan couldn't help but let out a small scream as Kylie placed the hose against her crotch and sprayed the freezing water into her pussy. Kylie waved the hose all over the woman's nude body, again giving far too much attention to Susan's nipples. Susan was shaking from the cold as Kylie was relentlessly spraying her repeatedly.

When she was done, she placed the hose back and turned the knob again. A blower turned on overhead, causing a strong blast of warm air to cover Susan as she lay spread naked on the hood. It felt good after the freezing cold water,

The driver turned off his camera and climbed back into the car. Susan panicked and began pulling on the bungee cords as she heard and felt the car engine start and the car slowly started moving forward out of the bay. Kylie was laughing as the car exited the car wash and Susan was now fully exposed to the night sky. There was no one around but Susan was still begging for Kylie to free her. The car started to turn towards the front of the car wash. She was afraid Kylie was going to have her driven through town like this. But the driver stopped the car and Kylie untied the bungee cords. Susan slid herself off the hood and covered her chest and crotch with her hands.

Kylie returned to the car and came back with a bag and handed it to Susan. She opened it and saw a bra and panties and a dress and heels and she quickly pulled the clothes on. The pair returned to the car where Kylie handed Susan a towel and a hair brush. Susan finished drying her hair and the car drove away she brushed her hair and tried to catch her breath.

The car ventured back to the strip, down the road from the previous bar and the girls headed inside another club. There was a smattering of people, all dressed fairly well, at tables as black clad waitresses circled serving drinks. On stage, there was a magician in an all black suit doing card tricks as an assistant stood off to the side dressed in a typical magician's asssistant's garb.

"A magic show?" Susan said. "Kind of tame after the rest of the night."

Kylie nodded, "Thought we'd finish with something a bit classier than wet t-shirts and oil wrestling.." Susan wasn't sure she liked that answer as she saw the gleam in Kylie's eyes as they settled into a table near the bar..

The magician had moved on to doing some quick change magic, waving his magic wand as his assistant's clothes changed from her assistant costume to a short dress and then into an elegant ballgown. The crowd applauded but this apparently not enough for the magician. "Oh, I know what you are thinking. My assistant is wearing a special outfit that she simply has to unfold. It's not really magic. Well, let's try something else. There were a couple of young ladies who just walked in. Where are they?"

The spotlight turned to Susan and Kylie, who put her hand in the air and pointed at Susan, who groaned, knowing she had been set up. "Yes, young lady, please come forward." Susan reluctantly got up and went to the stage, casting a glare back at Kylie. "What is your name, Miss?"

"Susan", the woman said softly.

The magician nodded and the assistant unrolled a piece of paper that said "Welcome, Susan". Susan had a surprised look on her face, as did some of the patrons, but Susan figured Kylie had set this up. "Susan, have we ever met?"

The girl shook her head.

"We are going to do a little escape trick. Really common magic." As the magician spoke, the assistant carried out a tall metal pole and locked it into a hole in the stage. She used a heavy chain and comically large padlock to bind Susan's ankles to the base of the post and then another heavy chain and large padlock to lock Susan's wrists to the top of the pole. Susan rolled her eyes. Of course she would end up in bondage on a stage. It was her life.

"I need another volunteer," the magician said. "Sir, you in the green shirt, can you come up here?" An older man left what presumably was his wife and approached the stage. "What is your name, sir?"

The man replied "James" and the assistant unrolled another banner that said "Welcome, James". Susan had to admit the guy was a showman. The magician spoke again, "James, I want you to inspect this young lady's clothes. Please confirm she is wearing just a normal everyday dress.."

The man turned and looked at his wife who smiled broadly and waved her hand at him. The man approached Susan and touched the fabric of the dress. The magician encouraged him to look closer, and the man peered into Susan's cleavage. "It's a normal dress," he said.

"Check everywhere James"

The man blushed a little and lifted the dress to expose Susan's panties to the crowd, which drew a cheer. The man again confirmed there was nothing unusual about the girl's clothing.

James was handed a blue scarf by the assistant and the magician told him to place it over Susan's eyes and tie it tightly behind her head, blindfolding the woman. The magician thanked him and he returned to his seat.

"Now, Susan, that is a nice red dress. It flatters you. But it doesn't quite match that blue scarf. Let's fix that." The magician and his assistant grabbed the ends of a curtain and pulled it up in front of her, hiding her from the audience. There was a large plume of smoke and the pair dropped the curtain. The crowd applauded as Susan emerged from the smoke, now clad in a long blue evening gown. The scarf over her eyes was a matching blue. There was also now a blue scarf between the girl's lips, gagging her. Susan, of course, knew this wasn't magic as she had been stripped by unseen hands and the gown placed around her. She knew how why Kylie had given her a tube dress, easily removed with her hands bound. She assumed the gag was to prevent her from spilling the beans.

"Not bad, but still not quite right" the magician said. "Let's try something else." The man and his assistant raised the curtain again and another plume of smoke rose from the stage. The crowd gasped as the curtain was dropped and the bound girl was exposed again, now wearing just a white bralette and lacy white thong panties. The scarf and gag were now white.

"Oops," said the man. "I think we may have dropped the curtain too soon. Although I must say, I do like the look of this outfit. What do you think, audience?" There were whoops and hollers and whistles from the men in the crowd, which seemed to have grown since Susan was placed on the stage. "Let's see what else we can do".

The curtain was raised again and the smoke reappeared. When the curtain was dropped, Susan was wearing the assistant's outfit, a black low-cut bodysuit that was cut high at her hips, black fishnet tights and long black silver gloves. A collar with a bow was around her neck and tied behind the pole and the scarf over her eyes and the one gagging her were black silk as well. A magician's hat was on her head.The magician's assistant was now wearing Susan's original red dress. The audience applauded loudly.

"Well, that was certainly not the plan," the magician said. "And I said this was supposed to be an escape trick, not dress up. So let's work on that. The assistant stood behind the curtain as it was raised. The smoke lasted much longer than previous. When the curtain was lowered, the assistant was back in her assistant's outfit, but she was now tied to the metal post by her wrists and ankles, although she was not blindfolded or gagged.

Susan, on the other hand, to the roar of applause from the crowd was standing on the stage, completely naked, her wrists bound behind her with the red scarf, with another red scarf blindfolding her. She knew she was naked but didn't know she was fully exposed until she heard the applause. She took a small bow as the magician received a standing ovation.