Chapter Five
They let Sera pull her T-shirt back down for the ride, but made her
put the soggy blindfold back on. She had never before been out without
a bra on, and she felt cheap. She could feel her big breasts jiggling
under her T-shirt. That it was a white one made it even worse, as she
could just imagine how clear her nipples must show through.
Billy still had her bra draped over his shoulder and that made her
feel even worse, like it was a saddle, like she was property. She'd
thought he might give it back to her after making her do that rude
display, making her jiggle her breasts for them, but he hadn't. He
just told her she could pull her shirt down.Her bottom stung from the
spanking, but it wasn't too bad. It was just hot.
Even though it was Billy who was making her do all of these horrible
things, she Realised that she was actually more frightened of the
other three guys, especially Jack and Ken. Ken hardly said a word. He
just stared at her with those dark eyes, making her flesh crawl. He
even looked to her like the kind of guy who used drugs. They both
really gave her the willies.
She didn't know how she could possibly face them again in school after
being so humiliated. Her face flushed at the thought. After having to
bare her breasts, and even being forced to pull down her pants and her
panties for a spanking.
She realised that the best way out of this was just to do as Billy
said and pray for it to be over. The thought of those pictures going
around school was unthinkable. What would her parents say? Even worse,
what would her father say?
As they drove along, the guys again talked amongst themselves, though
every once in a while, one of them would bring up the scene in the
parking lot, and she would be reminded all over again. Her bottom, and
her face, would burn.
"Anyone getting hungry?" asked Billy.
"Yeah, I wouldn't mind a burger," said Jack.
The other two guys agreed.
"Say Ken, pull into that Happy Diner" said Billy.
She felt the car slow down and pull in. It came to a stop.
"Okay, Sera off with the blindfold."
She pulled it off and blinked a few times to get adjusted to the
light. She saw that they were in the parking lot of a typical looking
greasy spoon Truck Stop.
"Say, Sera," said Billy, "since you didn't like travelling in your
bra, I think you brought a swimsuit, didn't you?"
Oh God. She realised what swimsuit it was.
"Y..yeah," she said reluctantly.
"It's such a nice day out, why don't we have you change into that?"
She didn't respond.
"Let's go," said Billy.
They all climbed out of the car, and Billy pulled Sera around to the
rear. He opened the boot and pulled out her bag. She watched him as he
went through it, finding one then the other piece of the suit. He
whistled when he saw it.
"Whew, that's a nice one, Sera."
She blushed bright red.
"It's not really mine..."
Billy smiled at her. He reached over and held the top up over her
chest where it would fit when on.
"Well, it'll look just great on." He smiled at her. She looked away
from him.
He looked at her face, and then went back to the bag. He pulled out
the little make-up bag that Caroline had left.
"We need to spruce you up a little bit."
He slammed the boot shut and walked her into the restaurant. There
were two rows of booths to the right and a long counter to the left.
It was pretty slow. There were a few trucker type guys sitting at the
counter and a family in one of the booths. The men went quiet when
they saw Sera, and their eyes followed her across the room. She
wondered if they could see her nipples through the T-shirt.
Billy lead them to the rear of the diner, and they all piled into the
booth at the back. Sera was not very hungry, and every time she made
eye contact with one of the guys he would smile at her, making her
feel sick. She stared at the formica tabletop. Billy ordered
cheeseburgers and milkshakes for everyone.
"Well," Billy said after the waitress had taken their orders, "Let's
see what we can do to spruce Sera up." He slid out and stood up. Still
holding her suit and the bag, he offered Sera his free hand.
She took it and slid out.
A couple of the men at the counter watched the two of them as they got
out together. The two of them went down a short hallway, and when they
got to the toilets Billy walked up to the door that said "Men's."
Someone had taken a blue magic marker and drawn an erect penis on the
"man" symbol on the door. Billy looked at it and smiled.
"Think this guy has seen you?"
Sera looked at the floor.
Billy opened the door and looked inside.
"Before you go change, let's get you looking good," he smiled. He
motioned to Sera to go inside- into the Men's room. She stopped and
stared through the open doorway.
"Please...don't make me go in there..." she said.
"Come on Sera, don't make a scene, or I guarantee it's gonna get real
crowded."
She realised he was right, and reluctantly walked in. To the right
along the wall was a counter with two sinks in it with a long mirror
mounted above it. To the immediate left there were four urinals. At
the back were two stalls with the doors taken off. The pungent smell
of disinfectant assaulted her nose.
Billy lead her towards the corner where the counter with the sinks met
the far wall. He stationed her in front of the mirror and opened up
the little bag.She looked at herself in the mirror and saw that her
eyes were red and puffy. She could clearly see the outlines of her
nipples through the T-shirt. The sight of herself made her almost
start crying.
Billy walked into one of the stalls and ran some toilet paper off of
the roll. He pulled it into two wads and ran one under the cold tap.
"Come here," he said.
She turned to face him.
"Close your eyes."
She did.
He gently pressed the cold wad of tissue over her eyes. She gasped a
little as the coldness of it. Her full lips parted slightly. She felt
suddenly uncomfortable with his nearness. She felt aware of her
breasts covered by just the thin T-shirt. She wondered if he was
staring at them. At any minute someone could come walking in. She
tried not to think about it.
Billy dabbed both of her eyes, and then just held the cold wad of
tissue in place for a few seconds over each eye. He then wiped away
the moisture with the dry half. She felt his hand move her chin.
"Now, keep your eyes closed," he said.
She heard him fumble around in the make-up bag. He pulled out a
liquid eyeliner.
"Now keep still," he said.
He pointed the tip of the brush into the corner of her left eye and
painted a thin dark line across the edge of her upper eyelid, just
along the line of the lashes. He then did the same for the other eye.
He waited a moment, letting it dry.
"Here, put some of this on," he said, handing her a lipstick.
She took it and noticed it was one of Caroline's. It was a deep yet
bright red. She was stunned at the effect the eyeliner had. It made
her look even more like an Italian movie star- or more like a Playboy
model. Quickly, nervous that someone would come in, she rolled out
the stick and began to put on the lipstick on her full lips,
struggling to do it as un-suggestively as possible.
"Great," said Billy, staring at the result. Her full sensuous mouth
seemed even bigger bright red. He took the lipstick
"Here's the finishing touch," he said and handed her the mascara.
"Look," he said, "it's the waterproof kind, just like the eyeliner."
She almost stopped to ask him why. Why he was being so cruel to her.
She'd never done anything to him. She decided against it. She wanted
to get out of the stinking Men's room. She took a deep breath and
applied the mascara.
"Now turn around, let's see."
Anxious to get out, she did. Behind Billy, she could see the
urinals against the wall, reminding her where she was. She wanted to
run. She stood there holding her hands together in front of her chest.
Billy held up her little bikini. The straps dangled down.
"Why don't you change into this?"
Relieved to finally be getting out, she walked towards him and began
to reach for it. He pulled it away as she got close.
"Why don't you change right here."
Her heart sank.
She felt her resolve weakening.
"Pl...please let me out of here..."
"I'll tell you what," said Billy, "for now, we'll just put on the
top."
"Pleeeeeease....what if someone comes in?"
"Come on, Sera, or our food's gonna get cold."
"Please...."
"Now you give me the T-shirt," Billy continued, ignoring her plea,
"and I'll give you the bikini top."
She realised there was no way out. Her eyes nervously looked to
the door.
"The sooner you change..."
She looked at him again. He smiled at her.
"Come on."
She reached down and gripped the bottom of the T-shirt, and slowly
pulled it up, up over her trim stomach. Her big nude tits popped
free. They rose up on her chest as she pulled the shirt over her head.
She pulled it off and held it in front of her with one hand, and held
out the other.
"Toss it over," said Billy.
She stood for a moment, and then lobbed the shirt to Billy. She
crossed her arm over her chest.
Just then, the door suddenly opened, and in walked one of the
truckers. He was in his fifties, and had a large pot belly that
stretched the buttons on the lower part of the front of his dirty
shirt.
"Whoaa, what we have here....?" he said, surprised. Sera leaned
back against the wall, covering herself as best she could. Ample
amounts of breast bulged through her slender arms.
"Sera here wanted to change," Billy told him casually, "but we
couldn't seem to get into the Ladies room."
The trucker stood mesmerised by the sight in front of him. He
took a deep drag from the cigarette hanging from his mouth. His eyes
squinted slightly. Sera felt her blood race.
"I hope you don't mind," said Billy with a smile.
"Hell, Nooooooo, son." he replied. He looked back at Sera cowering in
the corner. "You're damn lucky." He smiled, showing several gaps in
his teeth. "And I guess, so am I." He laughed.
They both laughed and just stared at her like they were waiting for
something to happen.
"Please...please can I have the top..." asked Sera, trying to sound
calm. Billy didn't move.
Neither did the man.
"Boy," said the trucker, "she sure looks stacked."
Billy looked at him and nodded.
"She is," he replied.
They both looked at her again.
"Show our friend how stacked you are Sera," said Billy finally.
"Please...." she felt panicky.
"Sera," continued Billy, "what happens when you don't follow
instructions?"
She didn't respond.
"What happened earlier today when you didn't follow instructions?"
She couldn't speak. She realised what he wanted her to say- to say in
front of this gross man. He wanted her to admit that she'd been
spanked, spanked like a child.
"Sera? What happened?"
She stood there, mortified.
"A...a...ssspanking..." she finally uttered, almost choking on the
word.
"That's right," Billy said. "Now do you want another one, right here?"
"NOOOOOOOO...please..."
"I didn't think so."
The trucker figured that some game was going on here, but wasn't
exactly sure what to do. He just stared. Sera began to panic.
"Now show our friend here how stacked you are."
Her eyes darted back and forth. She was trapped, and she knew it.
Slowly, her hands began to drop, and her ample breasts came into view.
"JEEEEESUS..." exclaimed the trucker.
She had to bit her lip to keep from pulling her arms back up.
"Step forward, Sera," said Billy.
She took a step away from the wall.
"Now put your arms behind your back."
She looked worriedly at Billy, and then at the trucker. Slowly her
arms moved around her back, to the back of her jeans. Her wrists
crossed over each other above the back belt loop. She felt horribly
vulnerable, the whole front of her body exposed.
"Now, jump up and down for us," said Billy.
Oh God.
How could he ask such a terrible thing.
"Please don't ask me..."
"Come on," Billy clapped his hands together.
Sera made a little jump, making her breasts bounce.
"Come ON," Billy clapped his hands together again.
She started to make little jumps.
"Higher!"
She began to jump up and down, making her huge nude tits bounce and
flop around, up and down. Billy walked up closer and watched. The
trucker did likewise and soon looked on the verge of passing out. He
reached down and rearranged the crotch of his trousers to accommodate
his raging hard-on.
"Nice, aren't they?" said Billy.
The trucker could not speak. He just stood rooted to the spot. His
face was bright
"Okay, you can stop," said Billy finally.
She put her hands up to her face, covering her breasts with her arms.
She fought back the urge to cry. She had never been so humiliated in
her life. She had never even imagined such humiliation was possible.
Billy handed her the little bikini top.
"Here put this on," he said.
Quickly, she turned her back on them and began to put the bikini top
on. She tied the back, and began to reach around the back of her neck.
"Here, let me help you," said Billy.
He reached for her shoulders and turned her so that once again she
faced herself in the mirror, with him standing behind her. He gripped
the two strings attached to the narrow strips that went over her
nipples and fastened behind her neck. He began to pull them taught,
so that they fit snugly over her breasts. He pulled tighter, causing
her boobs to bulge out below and at either side of each side of the
top. It made it look several sizes too small. It looked obscene.
"There we go," he said.
She couldn't look.
"Now, let's go have lunch," he said.
He took her hand, and led her out. The trucker went into one of
the stalls.
